Jin Yuansi, who was born in a small faction, subconsciously held his breath.

In front of him, in front of everyone, the heavy brocade hanging down from the entrance of the golden tent surged like waves, and then with the sound of quiet footsteps, a person slowly walked out of it.

He couldn't help but gasp, clenched his long sword, the panic in his heart reached the limit at once, his brain went blank, and only one last thought was still circling.

Who is the one who can charge through the hosts?

What does it look like?

How old is it?

Thirty, still fifty years old.

Then he saw the true face of the assassin, which was unusually pale in the winter sun, even a little transparent, the hard facial lines, the black hair and pupils, the cold evil aura, all the things combined could not hide a fact.

It was just a young warrior who wasn't even a few years older than him.

At the same time, it is also a rare deed for hundreds of years, in the era of peace, the assassination of the princes and kings in the protection of the army, will inevitably be passed down in the history books and future assassins.

Jin Yuansi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, the cold air entered his lungs, as if he had swallowed a big mouthful of ice slag, there was a stinging sensation in the cold, his eyes narrowed, and he glanced left and right at the people around him.

Judging from the dress, there are Jianghu rangers, sectarian warriors, family elders, and powerful generals in the army, as he can imagine, there are powerful warriors in the country of rest, and basically all of them are here.

And in the middle, everyone is protecting two young people who look like Xiao, one is brave and brave, biased towards King Balman, and the other is a little gloomy, which is the kind of atmosphere that Wang Anfeng doesn't like.

After he came out, the soldiers and people who had been almost boiling over before, eager to rush into it, and slash the assassin directly under the knife seemed to have been poured a large basin of ice water on their heads, and instantly fell into silence.

No one rushed, and no one stepped forward.

The two sides thus fell into a bizarre stalemate.

Wang Anfeng is not a stupid person, he has already guessed what these people think at a glance, it is nothing more than that he is unwilling to take risks, he is the first person to step forward to tempt, he smiled at them at the moment, and then took a step forward lightly.

Rumble!

The footsteps of thousands of people converged like muffled thunder.

Like a tidal wave, the elite of the Sabbatical Country, who were stubborn and stubborn and holding sharp blades, took a big step back with the masters of the major sects in unison.

The encirclement surrounding Wang Anfeng suddenly had a large blank space.

No one wants to be the first to step forward.

No one knows if the person in front of him, who still looks very young, will still have the strength to fight, I don't know if he can still make a few tricks, take the lives of a few people, and no one wants to make a wedding dress for someone unlucky.

In addition, they are also worried about their own life and death, but they are hit by the last blow by unrelated people, or everyone is together, this person dies under the random moves, how to tell the difference?

His eyes were staggered, and his weapon was slightly raised, but he refused to swing it, as if he was tempting, testing Wang Anfeng and the characters in the rest of the sects.

Wang Anfeng almost couldn't help but sigh.

They're all too smart.

At this time, the young man, who was similar to King Balmain's facial features, but whose temperament was inclined to be cold, turned his head and said a few words to a broad-shouldered man next to him, who nodded slightly, although he was frightened, he did not hesitate, pressed his sword with one hand, strode forward, his eyebrows were angry, and he shouted loudly.

The surrounding soldiers echoed each other, and they also shouted angrily.

The heavy iron spear halberd in his hand was raised and slammed to the ground, and the sword bearer struck the armor and iron shield with his sword, and shouted angrily in his mouth, and the armor leaves made a solemn and killing sound, and the soldiers were angry and rose to the sky.

Wang Anfeng's eyes drooped.

The eldest prince and the second prince glanced at each other, and their hearts were a little relaxed.

At this moment, a clear sword sound suddenly exploded, and Ling Yan's sword intent soared into the sky, and immediately spread in all directions, the chill was stimulated, and the body of the resting general stiffened slightly, and the heavy voice suddenly became dead silent.

Jin Yuansi's heart was beating wildly.

Then he saw that the assassin had an extra sheathed long sword in his hand, facing the encirclement of all armies, his fingers flicking the hilt of the sword one by one, squinting his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed to fly over the heads of those great seniors and highnesses, full of disdain, understatement, almost a little lazy:

"Find someone who can speak Da Qin's ......"

"I don't understand."

"Noisy."

All the people around who could understand Daqin's words fell silent at this moment, and someone told this sentence to the leading general, who was so angry that he slashed the long knife fiercely, and shouted angrily in his mouth, if you dare to insult my army, you will definitely die without a place to bury!

But after looking at the sheathed long sword in Wang Anfeng's hand, he still gritted his teeth and sent someone to find a strategist who spoke the words of Da Qin, although the masters around him basically knew the Da Qin dialect, but they couldn't let them do this kind of thing.

Moreover, before the fight, there are still things to ask clearly.

Even though he had an army of 50,000, he still had to pinch his nose to recognize this breath, the advisor was a man in his early thirties, glanced at the sword in Wang Anfeng's hand, gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and said:

"You, what have happened to you as a king?"

At this moment, both princes subconsciously focused their attention.

Wang Anfeng wrote lightly:

"Killed."

Although he had already known such a result, hearing such a sentence from the mouth of the assassin still made everyone's hearts tremble, and a general next to him stepped forward and shouted angrily:

"This man deserves death for killing the king!"

"Two highnesses, the last general, please kill him with ten thousand armies!"

An old man next to him seemed to have finally made up his mind, and suddenly spoke, saying:

"No, this person's martial arts are superb, although it is said that he has been at the end of the crossbow, but ordinary soldiers are in his hands, it is difficult to go through many rounds, if he is captured by soldiers, I am afraid that the casualties are not under a thousand people, and I think it is impossible."

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the general who spoke, although the eldest prince said that whoever injured the assassin would have a reward to take, but these rewards naturally could not fall into the hands of an ordinary soldier, and in the end, it would still go to the general of the army to which the soldier belonged.

Most of the soldiers around him were under his command.

He thought about it for a while, and finally made up his mind, although these soldiers had been with him for a long time, they would inevitably take risks for the generals, and it would be okay to occupy an oasis wherever they could, even if there was more attrition.

Since these soldiers are under his command and call him a general, in the end, why not exchange their lives for him a ladder to advancement? Isn't that a matter of course?

I didn't think about it, so I showed my loyalty, but I was interrupted by this old man.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more and more annoyed, and sneered: "What, is it possible that Elder Zhou of the Iron Spear Alliance has any high opinions?" This person killed the king, and we, as the king's soldiers, died on the battlefield for the king, and the horse leather shroud was the right reason. ”

"This is loyalty, and death is deserved!"

"Or is it that Elder Zhou is compassionate and does not want to see the soldiers injured, and is willing to take action to subdue this assassin himself? If so, then we will see! ”

The old man's face remained unchanged, and he said: "This fang is vicious and abnormal, but the old man is alone, so he is naturally not an opponent, but today there are many good players in my Iron Spear Alliance, and they can form a formation, and the formation is a formation, even if his martial arts are strong, it will be difficult to break free." ”

"However, when the time comes, I will ask all my colleagues to help Zhou."

"This thief's martial arts are too high, and he can't eat it if he only relies on my Iron Spear Alliance."

Lu Tai'an thought for a while, took the initiative to speak, and said with a smile:

"In that case, I, the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, am willing to help."

"I'll do the same!"

"No, this fang kills the king, naturally we should wait to avenge the king, you heroes are so anxious, is it possible that you want to be loyal to my king?"

"Non-yes, non-......"

Jin Yuansi was dumbfounded, although he was just a disciple in an ordinary gang, he was not a fool, he knew that the one in front of him who did not hesitate to open his mouth and shout angrily and argue with each other was the young assassin in front of him.

It stands to reason that he was a common man under King Balmain.

These people were either his predecessors, or they were warriors who had only heard of legends, and they had always been admired by their young warriors, but at this time, for some reason, he felt that this kind of dispute came and went extremely ugly.

This is not the rivers and lakes he imagined.

His eyes subconsciously deflected to see the Assassin who was still lazy and rebellious in front of the hosts.

At this moment, he heard a chuckle, and then the chuckle gradually became louder, and gradually became a little frivolous, the voice of the argument was low, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked in the direction where the laughter came from.

It was none other than the assassin who was seen by everyone as a sword.

Jin Yuansi saw that he was laughing heartily, and his voice was not loud, but on such an occasion, he could not help but say that he was extremely arrogant and disdainful, so when Jin Yuansi noticed that the atmosphere around him was gradually stiffening, the assassin stopped laughing.

But the young man's face was still full of mockery and disdain, and the long sword with the sheath in his hand was raised, and he pointed at the so-called seniors in front of him who had a grand reputation in the rivers and lakes, and Fu You couldn't help but laugh:

"I see, I see!"

"Rest in the rivers and lakes is not just a pool of stagnant water, it turns out to be a stinky ditch, as far as the eye can see, all for profit, all for profit......"

Elder Zhou frowned and said:

"Just a rebel thief and a chaotic people, you dare to make a big statement here!"

"Senior brothers, I'll set up the formation!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

Several old men shouted loudly together, pulled out the iron spear behind their backs, and showed their martial arts, and put out a formation, no matter what kind of posture, the bright blade of the gun always pointed to the direction of Wang Anfeng, faintly shrouding him around the acupoints.

At the same time, the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts drove the fierce beasts Xu Xing.

Many generals who wanted to grab the merit also urged the soldiers under their command to put up a formation, and for a while, it was like the previous scene was repeated, but now that someone has set up a formation to contain them, everyone has temporarily put down their concerns.

Jin Yuansi opened his mouth, still with a youthful spirit, refusing to draw his sword, and even had a burning emotion like a flame burning in his chest and abdomen, and he almost couldn't help but shout angrily.

But the rest of his reason was still restraining him, and after this conflict and struggle, in the midst of the master's whispered questions and the strange comments of the people around him, he slowly drew his sword, but the blade still only hung down on the ground, refusing to pull it up.

At this time, he saw that the assassin below seemed to be looking in his direction, and he couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and just as the fear in his heart was uncontrollable, he saw the assassin smile slightly at him.

Wang Anfeng retracted his gaze, held a sword in his right hand, and said:

"Is it finally over?"

"Have you decided how you're going to split the rewards? And what about the general? And that one, this time he plans to use the corpses of his comrades to exchange his life for a lifetime of glory and wealth? ”

"And two princes?"

"I think it's a thank you, right? If it weren't for today's events, neither of you would be qualified to touch the throne for the rest of your life. ”

The people who were torn the fig leaf by him were all very angry, and the general shouted angrily: "Two highnesses, this person has gone crazy, please give an order, under the fire of ten thousand arrows, his subordinates will definitely want him to die without a place to be buried!" ”

Wang Anfeng couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Good, good, good and loyal general."

"Then so-and-so will give you such a chance."

Yan took a step forward.

The meridians that had been tingling because of the instantaneous withdrawal of the huge amount of qi machine had begun to recover after this period of time.

Under the sharkskin scabbard, the qi in the wooden sword surged out, instantly filling Wang Anfeng's empty meridian dantian, even if it couldn't last, it also gave him the strength to complete the last thing.

Whistling.

Before the spear array could be formed, the sword light had already burst out, as if a streamer of light came, accompanied by a long howl sound, and rushed towards the two princes who were heavily surrounded.

Wang Anfeng's previous performance was like running out of oil and the lamp had dried up, and the speed that erupted at this moment exceeded everyone's expectations, as if it was a streamer, and the spear moved forward in formation, but it was swept by a sword light from the sheath, and all of them were broken.

The martial artist kicked him in the chest, snorted, and flew out upside down.

The surrounding soldiers shouted angrily, and suddenly took a step forward, and the spear in his hand was raised upward.

Wang Anfeng's wrist shook, the wooden sword sheath flew out, spun around, and the uncontrollable qi swept left and right, and the sword qi crisscrossed and knocked down the surrounding soldiers, and at the same time, that face had already appeared in front of King Balmain's two sons.

The eldest prince's breathing froze almost instantly, and his pupils constricted.

On the contrary, the second prince, who seemed to be just a weak scholar, reacted instantly, pulled out the famous sword on his waist, his wrist shook, the sword stepped forward, Wang Anfeng pointed out with his right hand, and only grabbed the famous sword with two fingers, and with a little force, it was shocked to the ground.

The palms of his left hands instantly rested on the shoulders of the two princes.

The mighty qi machine instantly roamed over the bodies of the two of them, and at this moment, whether it was the eldest prince who looked heroic and uninhibited, or the second prince who was secretly scheming, they all suddenly stiffened, and felt the powerlessness of their lives on human hands.

A gentle voice in my ears:

"I will take your lives, but I will take your hands."

"If you are like your father, the king, today he is you, tomorrow you are."

"Remember?"

The eldest prince turned pale and said:

"I understand below."

The second prince looked a little calm, and said:

"You're threatening me?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly surprised, and immediately laughed:

"If you feel threatened, then you are threatened."

At this time, the wooden sword divine soldier who was thrown out before had already cut off an unknown number of blades and returned on his own, because the scabbard outside was as usual, and the hilt was black, looking like a long sword that could be seen everywhere, so powerful because of the person who threw the sword.

Broken spears are everywhere.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand to catch the sword, turned around with a long smile, looked at those martial artists who were shocked and uncertain, and suddenly spoke, and said softly:

"When the Vinaya is useless."

"Do you still remember, the warrior still has a lonely heart? Do you still remember that when the road was uneven, he drew his sword and rose? ”

No one answered, no one even understood him.

The eyes of those people were only suspicious, fearful, retreating, and resentful, but in the eyes of those young people, there were thoughtful looks, and some people were at a loss.

Wang Anfeng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he believed that this sentence, the scene that happened today, was like a tinder, buried in the hearts of those young warriors, and when they really faced a similar moment, this sentence would reappear in their hearts.

Xu Chuanjun, this is another way to solve the problem.

Who said that only those in power can change the trend of the world?

Can a spark start a prairie fire?

Can?!

For some reason, a pride suddenly rose in his heart, and he knocked his sword and walked, and behind him, the second prince turned pale, but he was dressed solemnly, gave a long salute, and said:

"In the past, I will follow the example of Great Qin and implement benevolent government."

"But the revenge of killing my father can't go unavenged!"

"Come on, release the arrow!!"

The elite who belonged to him behind him took out the strong bow on his body, the wolf's tooth arrows, and opened the bow to take the arrows, Wang Anfeng turned his back to the momentum of ten thousand arrows, and the people in front were afraid of the arrows behind him, and retreated again and again.

Only one person, Xu Xing, laughed loudly:

"Flying sand and rocks are full of poverty, and the northwest wind is blowing for thousands of miles."

"Thousands of ghosts and thousands of ghosts, if you want to come out, you can't kill them."

"The tide of anger rolls up in Stone City, and the tip of the sword has the blood of a good dragon."

"The excitement is endless, the momentum is turning strong, but the sky is low and the ground is narrow......"

His singing is not in rhythm, but his attitude is heroic, and he has the potential to fight with swords, and the older warriors all grit their teeth, but young people such as Jin Yuansi and others cannot contain a sense of envy and admiration in their hearts, and they only feel that the heroes of the world are nothing more than this.

And behind him, a volley of ten thousand arrows was fired, but this scene was full of sunset-like tragedy.

The second prince waved his hand heavily.

Breaking through the air and roaring, ten thousand arrows fired in volley, and the arrows fell like flying locusts, Jin Yuansi turned his head, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but then he heard an exclamation, and turned his head suddenly, his expression was slightly sluggish.

Ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, like flying locusts.

And the man paced through the void, but his body slowly became transparent, gradually disappearing, and the arrow passed through his body, but not even the slightest ripple was stirred.

More than tens of thousands of people saw the man turn into a pale golden streamer at the same time, and it dissipated.

Only the sound of poetry and the sound of swords is still endless.

After he disappeared, a sword was suddenly left behind, stuck upside down in the ground, the scabbard shattered, just an ordinary iron sword.

In the sky, the golden-red streamer left behind by the firestorm had not yet dissipated, and the final phantom almost seemed to have disappeared into the vast heavenly dome.

Of the 50,000 troops, 30,000 were elite, and the remaining 20,000 were mere herdsmen.

The herdsmen who rested in peace had the most simple beliefs, and at this time, after seeing the person who killed the king disappear under the golden red light, I don't know which herdsman began, half-kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely.

Gradually, a hundred, a thousand.

10,000 people.

20,000 ......

In the place where King Balmain fell, a large number of people were half-kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely, and the water vapor in the sky was re-cooled by the high temperature of the flames, but because of the temperature left by the unicorn, it could not be dissipated, and it could not be restored to its original temperature.

It turned into a trickling rain falling.

For the first time in the dry steppe winter, rain came.

These rains converged on the traces of Fang Cai's sword qi, and then around the sword that was inserted upside down on the ground, the vision of heaven and earth formed because of the martial artist's qi quickly passed. The sky turned blue again as if it had been washed.

Around the long sword that was inserted upside down on the ground was a small pool of water, reflecting the spotless sky, and the blade of the sword trembled slightly, causing faint ripples.

The second prince was silent, then took a deep breath, walked into the golden tent, and saw that his Shenwu father was stuck upside down on the beam by a green bamboo, and on top of the green bamboo, an iron mask was hung, on which there were lines, as hideous as a beast.

I remembered the man's whisper again.

Do you remember?

…………………………

The Legend of the Ranger: The Rest of the Chronicles

The historian said, the matter of Fengwu, Naichen traveled the world, and the old man Lu Gongming Guan Hongzhi heard that ten thousand arrows were fired together, and the wisps did not touch, and the rainbow turned away, who care? What is it?

The Atlas of the Gods: The Western Regions

The people of rest, not to worship the three Qings, but to worship a different god, with seven buns on the top, braided hair hanging down on the left shoulder, the left eye closed, the lower teeth gnawing the upper lip, and now angry.

Carrying fierce fire on his back, he holds a sword in his right hand, a war blade in his left hand, and a dragon on both feet.

Ask its people, for the Western Regions to rest the country of God.

The famous style, which means to ward off evil and eliminate evil, is often worshiped in the homes of the people.

PS: Today's update presents............

It's a pity, this chapter...... If it's an orthodox infinite stream, you can go to the future at this time, and then in a certain game, you can find yourself as a Heroic Spirit, or you can simply become a Heroic Spirit in this world......

emm, hand divinity to the big guy.

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