"Just now you said that five hundred towns and south horses, no one can live, even the Southern Wu Holy General of the year, you have to weigh and weigh, there is no ability to ascend to the sky, this has aroused the interest of the old man, you boasted about Haikou, suddenly made my heart itch, but I want to give it a try."

"Hmph, it's ridiculous," Qu Yaxia was a little angry, he looked at the bad old man who looked like he was going to die if he didn't touch it, but the other party also despised him, "Old man, do you really want to die?" ”

"No matter where you are from, you should know the prestige of Zhennan, and today is the first time I have met someone who is not afraid of death!"

"Oh, really?" The old man's eyes narrowed into the folds of his skin with a smile, "There have been countless people who either want to die quickly or run away from the wind when they meet the old man, and it is rare for the old man to meet a group of people who are not afraid of death today." ”

His-for-tat confrontation made his arrogance deeper and deeper, and he really seemed to have a tone of not knowing life or death.

Qu Yaxia and the impatience of the five hundred Zhennan horses, finally appeared a faint anger, in this world, Zhennan Ride's prestige makes countless people admire and awe, today's old man's provocation at the beginning can be regarded as a newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger's stupid behavior, laugh it off, but again and again ignorance of current affairs, that can make them unbearable, no need to endure it anymore.

"Old man, do you really want to die?" The lower part of the cliff is cold.

"The old man has lived long enough, but you are still young, alas, old, and your heart is old, and you have become unbearable, and the death of the young man is the most regrettable—" The old man shook his head and pretended to sigh.

"Look for death!"

A Zhennan rider was unbearable to the extreme, and the angry look on his face inside the iron mask was revealed, and he couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

At the same time, the old man finally stopped talking and slowly put his hand behind his back.

Qu Qian stared at the old man, especially what the old man would take out from behind.

In the light of the sun, a shiny and dazzling thing appeared in the old man's hand.

It was a knife.

Many people were so blinded that they couldn't help but squint.

But Qu Yaxia still recognized the shape and origin of the knife, even though it was a little smaller than the others.

"Huh, Wu Hook Knife?" Killing intent flashed in Qu Yaxia's eyes, but the tip of the spear in his hand was still against Guan Kuo's throat: "Nanwu people? ”

There was gradually a hint of excitement in his voice: "Although we and Nanwu claim to be brothers, and in Northern Xinjiang, we have also received the help of your Yuejia, but one yard is one yard, as a Southern Wu person, you pulled out the Wu hook knife against our Zhennan Cavalry, did you declare something?" ”

Zhennan, Zhennan, Beitang Zhennan Cavalry, it is the Southern Wu people who are guarded against, just like the Northern Xinjiang Iron Cavalry to guard against the Tuwu people. At any time, when a shocking war broke out between the Northern Tang Dynasty and the Southern Wu, the Zhennan Cavalry was the most terrifying existence of the Southern Wu troops, although the Southern Wu and the Northern Tang Dynasty had a truce for so many years, but the blood feud was still precipitated in the bone marrow of generations of Zhennan Cavalry, which was unforgettable.

Therefore, everyone knows what it means for a Southern Wu man to pull out a Wu hook knife against Zhennan and make a posture of wanting to attack.

Zhennanqi was more than willing to tear him to shreds right away, regardless of the cause and effect.

Even if he can't see it, Guan Kuo knows very well that he will start fighting soon, and the old man who doesn't know what he looks like yet.

He knew that he didn't know who the old man was, but he suddenly felt worry, and even trembled, and it was that kind of "momentum" that penetrated through the crowd.

The bling is still there.

Qu Yaxia still squinted.

He gradually realized that it was not only because of the sun's rays, but also because of the biggest reason - the whole knife was like gold, golden and dazzling.

He suddenly thought of the name of a knife—Pure Gold.

Yangzhou famous blade.

It is said that he has withstood the water of Slender West Lake and absorbed the moonlight of the Twenty-four Bridges, but in the end, there is no cold of the moon, but there is a golden sun.

Perhaps the power of the moon comes from the great sun.

Of course, these are all legends, and the most important thing is that this knife has killed many famous generals of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and has a deep blood feud with the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The blood in Qu Yaxia's body began to boil, and he knew very well what it was like—the enemy was very red when he saw each other.

A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was loud:

"The good boys of the Northern Tang Dynasty, do you see it? It's this knife, Cuijin, it's our enemy, today an old man who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead and doesn't know where he came from today came with this knife to provoke us to ride in the south of the town, what does this mean? ”

"It's time for revenge!" A townsman rode loudly.

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

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The sound shook the sky and swept in all directions, no matter who the old man was, whether he was strong or weak, and now the other party challenged them with such a posture, and claimed to destroy the five hundred Zhennan Cavalry, which was almost an unforgivable crime.

"Listen to me." Qu Yaxia smiled evilly at Guan Kuo, and the body of the gun was jerked, and Guan Kuo fell to the ground.

Guan Kuo bared his teeth, knowing that he couldn't die for the time being, but Qu Ya didn't say anything about it, he felt that his bones were about to break, and then a dense gun pointed at him, forcing him not to get up.

Wu Ji and Li Qianrong were also surrounded, and they could only sit and wait for death.

Qu Yaxia stopped looking at him, because it was already determined that he really didn't know why he lost his combat effectiveness.

He looked at the old man who was slowly walking forward with the Cuijin, pointed the tip of the gun forward, and shouted: "Kill him, use the head of this Southern Wu man as a urinal, and throw the Cuijin into the manure tank to atone for his sins!" ”

"Kill!"

With this command, the smoke and dust billowed and the earth shook, and three hundred of the five hundred horsemen from the south of the town lined up in an iron wall to set out, ready to trample this self-conscious old man into a meatloaf with a single charge.

The sky is like a wash, and a glance is thousands of miles.

The iron wall of 300 horsemen on the ground is magnificent.

In times of peace, it was a shocking scene.

The old man in the distance was hunched over and thin, so small and weak against the background of the behemoth-like Huai River in the distance.

But the golden knife in his hand was getting more and more dazzling, bursting out with a bright light like gold.

His momentum is rising.

Getting higher and higher.

Soar into the sky.

He held on to his knife.

The mountains trembled, and the mountains and rivers lost their color.

He and the knife shine brighter than the sun!

He began to smile and said softly: "Old man, haven't you tasted the blood of Zhennan for a long time, those arrogant and ignorant young people think that we are old and useless, then let's let them see, what is called a snap of a finger, ashes and ......"

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(End of chapter)