Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Tree Disappears (3)

He turned his head sideways, looked at Li Qianrong, and smiled profoundly: "Including you, the prince of Jin." ”

Li Qianrong's future and Guan Kuo will never know that this smile and eyes have buried a cancer against the Northern Tang Dynasty, which is so profound, it is the most fatal blow to the Northern Tang Dynasty from the position of the Southern Wu Holy General.

It's just that Guan Kuo is very moved, since he was a child, he has been protected by all kinds of people, and there must be Jin Worrying among them.

He still vaguely remembers the time when he and Jin Youzuo hid in the corner silently together, watching the warm winter sun shine a black shadow on the courtyard wall.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Jin Youzuo told himself again - he didn't have much to live.

And before that, he would not let himself be harmed, just like today, seeing that he was surrounded by five hundred Zhennan cavalry, Jin Youzuo took the initiative to take action, and finally triggered the pursuit of the government soldiers and the dispatch of the Northern Tang Water Division.

What is the picture of Jin Wei? He couldn't tell.

Maybe it's like if you see the other party besieged, you will definitely take action, right?

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

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The distance between the ships of the Northern Tang Naval Division has been very close, and the sound of the Northern Tang Divine Crossbow bouncing one after another has made people have a large number of goosebumps. Under the faint yellow-orange-orange light, you can vaguely see the vague expression of the Northern Tang Naval Division.

It was vague, but it was clear that they all looked very solemn, even though they were facing only one person.

Yes, it is almost impossible to ignore anyone other than Jin Youzuo, even if he is famous.

Niu Wu no longer pays attention to other things, but pays attention to his movements very intently - rowing.

When the Holy General was in power, the rest was handed over to Jin Youzuo, which was the tacit agreement of all the people in the Southern Wu Secret Mansion.

Under the moonlight and yellow lights, a large area of crossbow arrows covered the sky and the sun.

The clouds were thick, but there was no lightning and thunder.

Jin Youzuo's whole body danced wildly.

He stood on the boat, but he seemed to be standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the earth.

He drew his sword.

He pulled his knife.

The golden light runs across the sky, and above the Huai River, there is a brightness.

The huge terrifying force shook the waters of the Huai River, and the surrounding waves began to sweep and rage.

The black-pressed and dense crossbow arrows fell into the water of the Huai River like raindrops, so that the water surface of the Huai River could not stop giving birth to pockmarks, and those pockmarks could not be submerged even if the waves were big.

The crossbow bolts continued, and at the same time, the Northern Tang sailors began to close the distance.

But in Jin Youzuo's hands, the golden light was like a raging storm, and no attack could get close to Xiaozhou.

Looking at that invincible figure, Guan Kuo seemed to see the magnificent scene of Jin Sorrow being in high spirits, forcibly crossing the Huai River, fighting a decisive battle between the two Huai, and pointing at Chang'an.

Reminiscing about the past, the years are thick.

At that time, Wu Tang was already gone, and it is still turbulent today.

Shock, shock, or shock, that is the great power that the legend of the previous era brought to heaven and earth.

Looking at those scenes, the expressions of the Northern Tang Dynasty sailors were almost frozen, they had all heard about the wars that happened on both sides of the Huai River back then, and their elders all sighed and talked about those wars, but they were secretive about some details.

So these young people don't know what jealousy is at all, and all that is left is the high-spirited psychology of being ashamed.

Until today, they saw the beautiful picture of the Wu hook knife setting off the big waves, and the blade trembling for thousands of miles.

The reason why a legend is a legend is not that it is fiction, but because the facts are implausible.

The most powerful man in the world, wielding the most powerful sword in the world, resists the Northern Tang Sailor alone!

The gold flashes, and the night shines.

The gold flashes again, and the waves of the big river rush to the sky.

Three flashes of gold, the canopy is gone.

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With the distance between the Northern Tang Navy Division and Xiaozhou narrowing, not only did it fail to cause a huge oppressive force on Xiaozhou, but it allowed the sword light of the pure golden knife in Jin Youzuo's hand to hit those warships.

The Northern Tang Navy Division began to suffer casualties, and the warships were damaged in various places.

This made the Northern Tang people already sure that the person on the boat was the legendary Southern Wu Holy General, but at the same time they began to be afraid.

When the legend shows his invincibility, it will make the young people who once disdained the legend even more fearful, and even double the fear.

Because the reality is too cruel and destroys the dream.

The Northern Tang Navy Division was moved, but the warships were still approaching.

This is the quality of the vast majority of military personnel - fear is fear, but we cannot retreat.

Although the nearest warship was scarred by the light of the sword, it was only a dozen zhang, and the faces of the sailors on board were very clear.

The sound of the bolts slowed and then vanished, and more and more ships approached, slamming straight into the boat.

"Hmph, Southern Wu Holy General? I want to see what the water nature of the Southern Wu Holy General is, hit me over, and knock over that small boat! ”

Although the ship was riddled with holes, it was wrapped in iron-like things around the periphery, and it still sailed steadily, but there was a lot of blood on the ship.

The generals in command are very confident, as long as the ship can still move, even if most of the people on board are killed or injured, what does it matter? He didn't believe that Jin Youzuo could sink the famous and huge Northern Tang Dynasty warship with his own strength, didn't he!

Guan Kuo couldn't help but look at Jin Youzuo.

He saw that the corners of Jin Youzuo's mouth hooked up with the same weird smile as in the past.

So peace of mind.

He understood that as long as Jin Youzuo's face had such an expression, someone was going to be unlucky.

Next, many people, including Guan Kuo, Li Qianrong and Niu Wu, saw an unforgettable scene in this life-

Jin Youzuo's figure disappeared from the boat.

In the next instant, he appeared on the periphery of the ship closest to the boat.

Before, the generals on that warship were still threatening to try the water nature of the Southern Wu Holy General.

Jin Yuzuo did not appear on the ship, but showed his figure on the side of the ship with a golden sword.

The sides of the ship are covered with iron armor and look indestructible.

Cuijin suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light, and then Jin's body jumped up with that golden light as if on the side of the ship.

Golden streamers jumped along the side of the ship.

This was accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and the slight shaking of the warship.

With a leaping golden light, Jin Yuzuo went from the side of the ship to the bow of the ship.

He was like a flying firefly, so elegant, but too bright.

With the exclamation of the sailors on the warship, the warship began to tilt rapidly towards the side where Jin Youzuo had just flashed the trajectory.

They might see the sky falling, and it's spectacular, but they're not in the mood to enjoy it. (https:)

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