Those who know me are only spring and autumn;

Those who sin against me are only in spring and autumn.

Wu Mazi heard this answer,

stoop

Zuoyi,

Honest Voice:

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

The merits and demerits will be commented on by the Spring and Autumn Period.

This is a kind of great self-confidence, and at the same time, it is also a kind of great freedom.

Wu Mazi straightened his waist again,

The qi machine began to lock on King Jingnan.

The king of Jingnan wants to enter the imperial city,

He is the shadow of the imperial city,

If Lord Lingyin's obstruction is just a ritual to be walked on the scene, then for Wu Mazi, he is an important part of the ceremony.

Because, this ritual is more difficult for him to complete.

The knights of the Jingnan Army began to line up, and they were ready to strangle the masters.

To be exact,

There are not a few strong people in this world, but there are not many who can really make an army stand by.

When he entered the city gate before, whether it was Cui Foshou, Chen Lianhua or Ma Lao Wu, they were all considered masters, but under the cavalry charge, although they could cause some casualties, they would inevitably disappear by themselves.

It's just that the treatment of a real three-grade martial artist is different.

Sanpin Martial Arts's physique is too strong, and he needs to wear off his qi and blood first.

Just as when the Sword Saint faced off against King Jingnan, he first consumed his blood with sword qi, and when Shatuo Que Shi Zhanzhen Beitie rode outside the Hou Mansion, he was also consumed by the Zhenbei cavalry first, and was finally killed by Li Yuanhu.

It's a well-established law.

There are ten thousand laws in the world, the road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, you have a towering city wall, I have a ladder to the sky, and I can always find a way to restrain and deal with it.

Wu Mazi smiled indifferently,

Remove his qi from King Jingnan,

Instead, he began to face the cavalry of the Jingnan Army who were ready to attack in front.

He didn't have the luxury of going one-on-one with King Jingnan,

Previously, Lord Lingyin's request was a little trivial, but it was nothing more than the work of King Jingnan;

And Wu Mazi,

I don't think it's a dishonorable thing to kill myself with cavalry.

Plainly

It is the army of people who press the border to your national capital and to the gate of your imperial city, and the initiative is naturally in the hands of others.

That's the situation.

Stop writhing and shouting for fairness,

Otherwise, the people who previously attacked the city and pulled out the village and won the great victory,

What's going on?

The knights of the Jingnan Army were ready, and their respective captains had already come to the front of their respective military columns, and the hooves of the war horses were scraping the blue brick steps underground.

Wu Mazi untied the bib, and there was no gorgeous dress;

As a shadow, there is no need for too much formal burden.

Born under the shadows, grown up under the shadows, dead, also died under the shadows;

So

Wu Mazi is very grateful, and Wu Mazi's master is also grateful, and I don't know which shadow of the previous generation came up with the idea of selling wontons in Huangcheng Lane;

At least

so that they can breathe in the sun,

With the aroma of wontons,

Feed a large crowd of well-dressed beasts who rise early to go to court,

It's like feeding chickens.

however

King Jingnan took the initiative to take a step forward and blocked the qi engine.

Wu Mazi was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised:

"The prince is willing to fight with the little one?"

Tian Wujing's qi was locked on Wu Mazi's body, and he had already expressed his attitude.

"The prince really loves soldiers like a son."

The knights of the Jingnan Army did not ask for battle with a roar,

Because King Jingnan ruled the army strictly, his will was an iron law in the Jingnan army.

Most importantly,

The Jingnan soldiers worshipped their prince as a god, and they firmly believed that their prince was invincible.

Tian Wujing shook his head,

Road:

"It's just not necessary."

It's a great sense of self-confidence.

Wu Mazi kindly reminded;

"Does the prince know that there is something waiting for you inside the gate of this palace?"

"The king knows."

This is a matter of obviousness.

"The prince has to think about it."

Wu Mazi is reminding, reminding King Jingnan that there is a big dish in the palace gate, must it be consumed by himself here?

yes

Wu Mazi was not determined to defeat the king of Jingnan,

Because King Jingnan has defeated the existence of the Sword Saint.

As a martial artist, he certainly knew what it meant to defeat the Jindi Sword Saint with his martial arts physique.

What's more,

There are also thousands of iron horsemen of the Jingnan army here, and the king of Jingnan is invincible in itself.

But if you let Wu Mazi choose,

Of course, he hopes to be able to fight with King Jingnan,

It is unrealistic not to seek to win the battle, but it can hurt him and consume him, for Wu Mazi, for Yingdu at this time, and for Da Chu, it is an absolutely cost-effective deal.

Most importantly,

A lifetime of shadows,

was able to fight with King Jingnan in the end,

The aroma of wontons that I smelled in the first half of my life is worth it.

"Hide and tuck, wait for the time to move, it is not in line with the king's wishes, as a general, the more you fight, the more courageous."

Wu Mazi nodded,

Road:

"Small, understood."

This is to use yourself as a whetstone and beat out your own state in advance.

On the rivers and lakes, there is indeed that kind of martial arts that become more and more courageous, among which martial arts are the most, and martial arts qi and blood will be consumed, but that kind of crazy demon-like fighting state can indeed invisibly raise the state of physique and qi and blood to an extreme.

Wu Mazi's right hand is spread out,

"Buzz!"

In the stove under the wonton stall, a black broken knife fell into his hand.

"This knife, Wuya, was handed over by the Marquis of Chu after he beheaded a chief of the Yue tribe in the mountains, and I don't know how many generations it has been passed down in our shadow vein.

Tian Wujing raised his own kun and rundium,

Didn't speak.

Wu Mazi raised the broken knife,

kicked the ground with one leg, and the whole person rushed towards Tian Wujing like an arrow off the string.

There is not much fancy, at least, in the early stage.

The cliff is chopped down,

Curium-rrium interception,

When the two knives collided, the surrounding green bricks exploded and flew up.

Followed by

Wu Mazi kept waving the black cliff, slashing down one after another, and Tian Wujing blocked it with a knife.

The knives of both sides were confined to an area, constantly colliding and dissolving.

On the scene, it is really not exciting enough, but often this kind of "not exciting" is really exciting, but it is the kind of sword qi and swords that are flying around, which seems to be very lively, but in fact, it is because the warring parties have no way to control every force in detail.

Wu Mazi's speed is getting faster and faster, and he slashes down with a knife, and each knife is stored on the momentum of the previous knife, which is equivalent to stacking layer by layer.

This is not only to put pressure on the opponent, but at the same time he himself is under the corresponding pressure, but, this is the martial arts physique, he can eat!

Comparatively,

Tian Wujing's return knife has always maintained the same rhythm, unhurried.

"Roar!"

Wu Mazi let out a low roar;

The knife is ready to be struck with one blow!

Tian Wujing's figure took a step back, and immediately, Kun Xuan swept up.

"Bang!"

Wu Mazi's figure flew out upside down and landed on the ground, his chest rising and falling.

Tian Wujing's backward leg, his boots sinking into the ground, slowly pulled it out again, and stood up straight again.

"Enjoyable, enjoyable!"

Wu Mazi laughed.

Tian Wujing's face was still calm.

Wu Mazi's body began to have a crisp sound of bones, after the previous round of fighting, it was difficult to say who really had the advantage, but Wu Mazi had a feeling that he was the one who suffered.

It didn't mean damage, but his own attack seemed to be fierce, but he was guided by Tian Wujing with the momentum of the ground.

Everyone's qi and blood are naturally high and low, but when they reach their level, no matter how low they are, in the eyes of ordinary people who practice martial arts, they are already massive.

But Rao is like this, if his contribution is ten, then Tian Wujing will defuse his offensive with five, definitely no more than six.

Enjoyable is enjoyable,

But you can clearly perceive an uncomfortable,

It's like you're spending a lot of money to enjoy this kind of wantonness, and as a result, people who are about the same as your family are living there on a budget.

You can clearly see an ending, when your family is about to go out to beg for food with a broken bowl on the four walls, the other party does not say that he will continue to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but at least he can take a moment with meat.

he

Counting!

It's a pity that Uncle Zheng is not here, so it is naturally impossible for the Sword Saint who has been protecting him by Uncle Zheng's side to be here.

otherwise

If the Juggernaut were to see this, he would inevitably burst out laughing.

The three-rank peak martial artist can enter their circle, so it is worth laughing at.

Because, at the beginning, the Sword Master was defeated by Tian Wujing's "calculation".

Clash of the strong,

What should be paid attention to should be that kind of magnificent spirit, the martial artist's physique swept through the eight wildernesses, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the heaven and earth changed color under the spell.

This is the posture of the strong!

But when Tian Wujing does it, it is like leading the troops into battle, he is good at calculating everything in detail, every strength, every injury, he can calculate very accurately.

In the past, the grove outside the Gyeonggi of the Jin Kingdom,

The Sword Master was cutting Tian Wujing's physique, and Tian Wujing was calculating how much damage he had in exchange for the Sword Master's sword qi, and finally, when the time came, he turned the tables with one move.

Wu Mazi changed his posture of holding the knife,

In fact

Two people fighting,

If you don't take into account the interference of external factors, some things are constant.

For example, right now,

The growth of the shadow is by no means smooth sailing, and the previous generation of shadow apprentices is re-cultivated, and it is absolutely impossible to cultivate a strong man like the "Fu King".

However, on the premise that the difference in strength between the two sides is not large, at least on the surface, in terms of fighting experience and methods, Wu Mazi clearly recognized that he was not the opponent of King Jingnan.

King Jingnan wants to enter the palace,

He can't let King Jingnan enter the palace,

He can't escape, he can't dodge, he can't dodge,

In this way, it can only be consumed here in the most stupid way.

Wu Mazi smiled,

He's going to do it another way,

That's the change of injury.

In the end, there is a high probability that he will lose.

But this can give King Jingnan the greatest damage, and in comparison, it is cost-effective.

You didn't let your corporal drown me,

Then don't blame me.

The cliff trembled,

Wu Mazi's whole person attacked again,

This time

He's completely unstoppable.

Tian Wujing retreated,

After Kun Xuan and Wuya collided more than ten times in an instant, the distance between the two sides was widened again because of Tian Wujing's retreat.

Wu Mazi landed and licked his lips.

The knights of the Jingnan Army began to clamp their horses with their legs, ready to rush over at any time.

"Lord Wang, let's let the little one appreciate the sharpness of the Great Yan Iron Cavalry, right?"

Tian Wujing didn't speak,

The next moment,

Tian Wujing's figure took the initiative to rush towards Wu Mazi.

Wu Mazi's eyes showed an excited luster, and the knife edge was horizontal, cutting directly through.

"Boom!"

This collision between the two sides clearly carried a kind of momentum that gave up everything, and the collision of the knife and the knife and the man was several times more powerful than the collision of the boulder of the trebuchet!

Kun and Wuya are once again close together, and the owners of both sides are also very close.

blood and blood between each other,

With the help of the body, with the help of the body, with the help of the knife, they are frantically competing and competing.

"Why did the prince retreat earlier?"

"It's not a good deal."

Tian Wujing's answer is simple.

You want to exchange injuries with me,

But I just want to consume blood with you.

Victory over you, yes, so why not choose the one that costs less?

"The prince is really honest."

When the two are fighting, they can still talk.

But this does not prevent the two sides from being in an extremely fierce state of confrontation now, just looking at the two of them, the layers of ground green bricks that have been slashed by the swirling qi and blood, you can sense the horror in this area.

Even if a man covered in armor approached at this time, it would probably be shattered in an instant.

"Lord Wang, this is my last battle, just like this?"

"That's it."

"But it's not good to fight like this, prince!"

You and I are both dignified three-grade peak martial artists,

This battle,

destined to be handed down by posterity,

Let's not talk about bells and whistles,

But at least,

It's also time to get a flying sand and rocky weather.

But on the contrary, he became the most stupid martial artist.

Wu Mazi really regretted it, it was better to let himself kill happily in the charge of the Jingnan Army, and also, die happily.

Then

Wu Mazi noticed that King Jingnan had increased his strength again, and he immediately lifted his qi and blood and carried it back with the same strength.

Between Kun and the cliff, there is like a silver snake colliding, and the piercing cracking sound makes the caged birds of many nearby bird keepers directly die.

Suddenly,

Wu Mazi collected the knife first, the knife was collected, the person entered, clenched his fist with his left hand, and smashed it down!

Tian Wujing advanced and retreated, dodging Wu Mazi's punch, but Kun Xuan still slashed at Wu Mazi.

As a last resort, Wu Mazi could only block with the cliff again, and that punch could only hit half a punch.

forthwith

Tian Wujing followed up again, and the two sides once again fell into a familiar state of fighting with blades and blood.

Wu Mazi retracted the knife again and threw out one leg.

Tian Wujing is still slashing in and out, you can kick me, I will eat half of your strength, but you can try to see if one of my kun gongs can directly kill you!

Wu Mazi wanted to change his injury, but this kind of injury change was a loss to his grandmother's house.

So, the second attempt at disengagement failed.

Both sides are truly strong, and both sides are martial artists;

In fact, at their level, it no longer makes sense to talk about what moves are not moves, and then what exercises are not exercises.

No matter how mysterious the exercises are, it is a matter of one punch, one kick and one knife.

That kind of heaven-level, earth-level, and Xuan-level exercises are all charlatans who fool the young ones who have just entered the rivers and lakes and have a little broken silver in their pockets.

Even Uncle Zheng, who has always had a very strong family background because the Demon King is here, has never looked for any real "Heavenly Rank" exercises in anticipation of the success of the leapfrog challenge.

Because Uncle Zheng also understands that whether it is a military battle or a heads-up, if there is an absolute strength gap, you don't need any superfluous actions at all, you can directly kill it in seconds, just like the Sword Saint said to those who said, "I can't think of the dignified Jindi Sword Saint.........".

And when the difference in strength is not big, the competition is about the experience of fighting and the control of qi and blood, how much strength is your punch, how much strength is my kick, how many punches can you eat, I can take a few kicks from you.

Therefore, there is a demon king, and there is a sword saint living next door, Uncle Zheng's daily practice is still repeated sword practice, boiling muscles and bones, and then looking for Ah Ming to practice archery, and Liang Cheng to feed and feed him.

Martial arts is a kind of steadfastness.

Wu Mazi knows this truth, but what he can't stand is that King Jingnan is too down-to-earth!

Down-to-earth,

Some bully!

"Lord Wang, if the rivers and lakes fight in the future, they will all be calculated like us, what else is wonderful about this rivers and lakes?"

"Are you a Jianghu person?"

Wu Mazi smiled: "Yes, I'm not." ”

forthwith

Wu Mazi tried to retract the knife for the third time, trying to pull away the distance, the knife retracted, and the punch came out.

Tian Wujing is the same, people retreat, knives advance.

The two sides collided again without any new ideas.

But Wu Mazi turned the blade at this time, wanting to pull the distance again in a short time.

It's just that this time, he punched first, and then closed the knife, which was the opposite of before.

Tian Wujing held the knife in his right hand, the edge of the knife was pasted, and at the same time, his left hand clenched his fist and slammed the opponent's fist.

Wu Mazi laughed at this time:

"So that the prince knows, why my wontons are not as delicious as the master's cooking, I have one punch, and I can open two products!"

The pinnacle of the three products is a threshold.

On the threshold, there are the first and second products that have not been seen by the rivers and lakes but have long been divided.

The so-called strong man of the seventh uncle, who cultivates one sword in his life, can use the cultivation of the seventh-grade swordsman to open the second-grade and one sword.

That kind of powerhouse at the peak of the third grade can naturally go to the legendary second-grade realm to have a look.

This is Wu Mazi,

Get ready for a killer move!

He knew what Tian Wujing was going to do,

He also knew that Tian Wujing knew what he was going to do,

There are no secrets between the two sides.

unless

At some point, you can have the power to break the balance!

He didn't even dare to make this punch in advance, he was worried that this punch still failed to achieve results after this punch, so the previous few forced detachments were just to make a foreshadowing, to pave the way for this punch!

Tian Wujing's fist couldn't stop this extremely fast punch, and in an instant, Wu Mazi's fist smashed directly into Tian Wujing's head.

"Lord Wang, you, have you counted this punch!"

Tian Wujing did not answer,

But in an instant,

His figure suddenly pulled a few feet forward.

This strange scene made Wu Mazi's eyes widen instantly, this is the breath of the second grade!

Because of the forcible movement at this distance, Wu Mazi's punch can be said to have slammed Tian Wujing's face, but the Kun Gong held by Tian Wujing also narrowed the distance with Wu Mazi because of the forward movement of its owner.

Blade

A flash.

"Poof!"

Everything, everything,

It's as if it's all still at this point.

Even the manic and terrifying strangulation of qi and blood from before fell into silence.

The autumn wind is coming,

Blowing up the layers of thick bluestone ash on the ground, in mid-air, playing the tiny whirlpool.

Wu Mazi showed a bitter smile on his face,

Road:

"I should have thought that my fist could enter the second grade, and your knife should also be able to do it."

Tian Wujing said:

"No, I'm a whole person who can enter."

"........." Wu Mazi.

I thought I had calculated everything, but as a result, it was all in the calculations of others.

This feeling is very much like fighting with the sky, no matter how you fight, you can't do without his palm.

So

This taste,

It's bitter.

Wu Mazi is now clear that Tian Wujing doesn't want to exchange injuries with himself, it's true, but he doesn't even want to compete with each other to consume qi and blood.

He was just waiting for himself to make a move, and then, he would dismantle it.

Wu Mazi knows how big the price of opening a second grade is, so this prince is not even willing to open a second grade for a few more moments.

He wanted to end the duel between the two third-rank peak martial artists in an extremely crisp way, one that he thought was the most cost-effective.

"In this world, how can there be a person like you......... prince?"

A person,

martial arts, which can suppress the rivers and lakes;

military exploits, which can suppress nations;

Wu Mazi laughed miserably:

"So......... You deserve to be jealous. ”

"Poof!"

Wu Mazi's head shook,

detached from the shell,

Rolled to the ground.

Tian Wujing closed the knife,

stoop

Pick up the cliffs.

The Great Chu Shadow One Vein Single Transmission Treasure Knife ...... Cliffs.

can fight with his own Kun and rium for hundreds of times without losing the slightest, and can be called an equal divine soldier.

Tian Wujing looked at this broken knife,

Suddenly "coughed",

forthwith

Said slowly:

"Better than that brute knife."

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