Chapter Seventy-Four: Who Belongs to the Merry?
The strongest trick of the Mongolian cavalry to conquer the world is cavalry shooting, a distance of hundreds of meters, before the two sides approached, there were three waves of arrow rain towards Bai Fan.
After fighting with the masters of the rivers and lakes for a long time, they have also summed up some experience, and against these people, it is undoubtedly a long-range attack such as a bow and arrow that can minimize their losses.
Seeing the rain of arrows flying like locusts with a piercing whining sound, Bai Fan did not dodge or dodge, and slowly walked towards the charging cavalry step by step, with an indifferent expression.
Everyone in the forest was suddenly shocked, and Yang Dingtian hurriedly said: "Father-in-law, master and ancestor are ...... this."
Lin Si's eyes shone with excitement, and he muttered to himself, "It seems that Master has finally practiced that amazing magic skill......"
Yang Dingtian was still very puzzled, but then he knew why it was called a world-shattering miracle, and he saw that the dense arrows shot rapidly, but all of them suddenly stopped in front of Bai Fan, and in an instant, they changed from extreme movement to extreme static, and stopped three or four inches in front of him very strangely, and he could no longer move forward at all, and immediately fell down, and the arrows were spread all over the ground.
"Father-in-law, what kind of martial arts is this?" Yang Dingtian swallowed his saliva and said.
"'Little Zhou Tian protects the body and strengthens the qi', the highest mastery of this sect, after practice, all laws are inviolable, and Zhou Tian is invincible. If my father-in-law hadn't gone down the mountain back then, I might still be qualified to learn the first layer, as for ...... now" Lin Si smiled bitterly, revealing a trace of imperceptible loneliness.
In just a few hundred meters of distance, the war horse charged instantly, seeing Bai Fan strangely blocking the arrows, the Mongolian cavalry who charged was all serious, holding the hilt of the sword, murderous and awe-inspiring.
Bai Fan closed his eyes, opened them after taking a deep breath, the cavalry in front was less than a foot away from him, and he even felt the hot breath exhaled by the war horse, at this time, he raised his hands, and did not use the most commonly used swordsmanship, but spread his five fingers, like gathering the power of ten thousand jun, and suddenly pushed forward.
I only heard a bang in the air, and a huge force gushed forward like a sea of mountains, and the Mongolian cavalry in front of the company was beaten to a halt with the horses, and then flew out upside down, colliding with the war horses behind, and a rain of blood fell in the air, and under the violent impact, the first row of cavalry was almost only a piece of skin wrapped in the minced meat.
There was a trace of bloodthirsty light in Bai Fan's eyes, after living in seclusion in Mount Emei, he hadn't seen blood for a long time, but those who struggled in the last days, bloodthirsty have become instincts, and they will only hide but will not degenerate.
The corners of his mouth bent, and he rushed into the cavalry where the blood rain had not stopped, his palms were like rocks, his legs were like giant axes, as long as he was touched by it, both men and horses immediately flew upside down, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and died in the air.
The eleventh layer of dragon elephant power, the power of eleven dragons and eleven elephants, after activating the second layer of body protection qi, the increase is twofold, at this moment, he has the huge power of thirty-three dragons and thirty-three elephants with a single blow, it can be said that in close combat, he is the god of war at the moment, and the army is easy.
At this time, the Mongol cavalry had not yet lost their blood, and although the enemy was as fierce as a ghost, they still dared to step forward and fight, raising their scimitars and slashing at the demon god in their eyes.
But the sharp blade was like the previous arrow, no matter where it was cut, it stopped at a distance of three inches, blocked by a layer of colorless and transparent Gangfeng, with their ability, they really couldn't even break through the slightest, this result was desperate.
Bai Fan activated the protective body qi all over his body, did not dodge or dodge at all, pushed sideways, completely unstoppable, and in just a moment, all the five hundred Mongolian elite horsemen died, all their chests collapsed, and their internal organs were shattered and died.
Bai Fan was dressed in white, did not stain blood, put away his anger, and walked out of the corpses all over the ground.
His expression was still calm and calm, dressed in a white shirt, as white as snow, covered with corpses, and bleeding.
Kill the god in white!
This is the common voice of everyone in the forest, even Lin Si can't help but feel panicked, he has never seen the master gentle and elegant, even if he kills people, he uses sword qi to dip and leave, without a trace of human fireworks, like an immortal descending from the sky, when have he seen such a cold and domineering side.
Bai Fan returned to the woods, took a closer look at Lin Si, and sighed: "Let's go, the fallen leaves return to the roots, and you can still see the side of the flocculent." He turned away.
Lin Si nodded and said, "Master doesn't have to be sad, from the moment the disciple descends the mountain, everything is predestined. ”
Bai Fan snorted coldly: "It's a pity that I woke up too late!" ”
Lin Si smiled and said to Yang Dingtian, "Let's go." ”
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In front of the bamboo forest, Piao Xu looked at the three people who were slowly coming up the mountain, and felt relieved, and suddenly pulled up.
When Lin Si left, Piao Xu was in the prime-old of eighteen years of cardamom, and she was still a little young at that time. Now goodbye, in front of me is a peerless allure woman, time seems to stay forever in her best moment, but she is in her twilight years.
"Flocculation...... Sister"
"Senior Brother"
The two looked at each other and smiled, followed Bai Fan and walked towards the bamboo house, Yang Dingtian was three steps behind, and as he walked forward, he looked at everything around him, and the ordinary bamboo forest was also shrouded in a layer of divine aura in his eyes.
In the past, he thought that his father-in-law's martial arts was the first in the world that was indisputable, and every time he said this, his father-in-law just shook his head, and after seeing his ancestor, he understood how high the martial arts in the world could be, that was the untouchable mountain of mortals, and this place where his father-in-law used to learn art had become a holy place in his heart.
In the bamboo house, Bai Fan and Lin Si sat opposite each other, and the time seemed to return to when Lin Si left at the age of twenty-five, the same bamboo house, the same person, the difference was only that after he left this time, he would never come back.
"'The donkey, the heavenly dragon, also known as the heavenly dragon', do you remember what the teacher said when he named you?" Bai Fan looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Remember", Lin Si closed his eyes, and two lines of turbid tears flowed from his old face, "It was the disciple who disappointed the master." ”
Bai Fan sighed: "Life is too short, and I ask for too much. If you can cultivate in this bamboo house for a hundred years, the number one in the world, the overlord of martial arts, and even the imperial power, it will be easy to take it. But you just chose the path that you don't want to see as a teacher the most, and you are the most powerless. ”
Lin Si's cloudy eyes showed a look of memory, and after a while, he said: "The disciple does regret it now, but if I choose it again, I think the result will still be the same."
Bai Fan said: "Do you know that there is an incomparably broader world outside this world? Being a teacher is not really a world of fireworks, no desires, no desires, but what you are fighting for is a lifetime, and what you are fighting for is eternity. ”
Lin Si's heart throbbed inexplicably, but he immediately calmed down again, looked at the fluttering flotsam behind Bai Fan, and said with a wry smile: "Knowing that you can't do it, knowing that you can't do it, you know that you should do it, the disciple will never be able to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, only a person like a junior sister who is as thin as water can accompany you down." ”
Bai Fan picked up the bamboo cup and took a sip of tea and said: "You go to rest, you and I are a master and apprentice, father and son for a lifetime, and in the last few days, I will accompany the teacher for a few days to spend a few days of idle clouds and wild cranes, and it will not be in vain for you and me." ”
"Yes, the disciple is leaving", Lin Si got up and left slowly.
"Master, senior brother, is he really helpless?" Piao Fu knelt down beside Bai Fan and said in a low voice.
Bai Fan shook his head and said: "Mourning is greater than dying, he doesn't want to linger like an old man, especially when facing you and me, let him go, a hundred years later, like a candle in the wind, he can't go back......"
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Half a month later, there was another tomb in the bamboo forest, next to Guo Xiang's.
Yang Dingtian wore linen and filial piety, and kowtowed nine times in front of Lin Si's tomb before getting up.
Bai Fan asked in a deep voice, "Your stepfather entrusted me to take care of you before leaving, what are your plans in the future?" ”
Yang Dingtian said sadly: "The disciple is ready to take the White Lotus Sect brothers to join the Ming Sect and continue to oppose the Yuan. ”
"After going around in a big circle, I returned to the original point, I don't know whose chessboard is in this world", Bai Fan sneered in his heart and said: "That's fine, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to Mount Emei to find your uncle." ”
Piao Chaoyang nodded and said, "There is the tomb of your father-in-law, and you can come to worship him from time to time." ”
Yang Dingtian said respectfully: "The disciple knows, thank you for the love of the ancestor and the uncle." ”
Then Yangding Tianxing said goodbye, and Bai Fan and Piaoxu stood side by side on the top of the mountain, watching them go to the northwest.
Bai Fan saw a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said coldly: "Su'er, I want Huang Ying to focus on Yang Dingtian in the future, and all the major events that happened to him will be reported to me." ”
"Yes", although she agreed, she did not leave immediately, but looked sideways at Bai Fan with a puzzled expression.
"Are you curious why the teacher pays attention to him?"
Piaofu nodded, and the meaning was self-explanatory.
Bai Fan laughed dryly, but he didn't know how to explain it, through the task of the Condor, he had roughly guessed after calculation, what the return task of the main god would be in the final Yitian World, no matter what, Mingjiao was the most important piece, of course he had to put more effort into it, but it was not easy to explain it to her now.
He thought about it, said "You'll understand later", and gave it a perfunctory pass.
Piao Xi smiled, and didn't care too much, for her, it was enough to make Bai Fan's arrangements.