Gong Changyu circled around the flag platform, which is a bit similar to the plot of Jing Ke's assassination of King Qin at the end of the Warring States Period. However, Jing Dapeng is not Jing Ke, and he does not have such strategies and martial arts; Gong Changyu is not the King of Qin, he can't draw his sword, and the King of Qin forgot to draw the sword because he was panicked.

As he drew his sword, he scolded: "TMD, this bullshit sword, General Ben is going to be killed!" ”

Over there, Jing Dapeng and Monk Yuankong were still grinding and talking: "Dad, your kung fu is better than mine, why do you want to stop me instead?" ”

"As soon as the lock dragon comes out, Dapeng will die. This is a proverb that has been passed down in people's mouths for more than 400 years. Monk Yuankong said, "After the Qing and the Kingdom unified the Central Plains, they sent people everywhere to find this lock dragon sword of the Jingming Dynasty......"

"Dad, can you read the proverb upside down, as soon as Dapeng comes out, the lock dragon will die?" Jing Dapeng asked.

"Kid, you don't have that ability, people who can use the Locking Dragon Divine Sword have extraordinary skills and life power." Monk Yuankong replied, "Even if you practice for another ten or eight years, you won't be able to control that divine sword." ”

"I can do it too. You see, I didn't go from a gangster to a master, how long it took me. Jing Dapeng boasted.

"Shi Xianda is out of the base camp of the Blue Wolf Country, and he won't be able to support it for long. That Gong Jichang is one of his nemesis. Monk Yuankong said, "I look at his face, and he will become a great weapon in the future, so don't act against the sky." ”

"Dad, don't be verbose. Let's go up and cut down Gong Jichang to avenge the shame of being locked up in a water prison for three days. Jing Dapeng looked at Gong Changyu, who was still drawing his sword, and hated it.

The soldiers of the Jingnan Army are fighting fiercely with those rebels, and they are fighting happily! The two sides come and go, cut each other, and the rebels, who have not undergone formal training, although they have an advantage in numbers, after all, lack of actual combat experience, are gradually at a disadvantage.

Jing Dapeng saw that the monks of Dongta Temple were gradually unable to parry, he dropped the saber in his hand, and pulled out the armor-piercing spear that had pierced into the ground with both hands, and it took a lot of effort to get the tip of the spear out of the ground. That gun is more than 100 catties, how can Jing Dapeng and his ilk be able to move? After several attempts, he didn't dance the armor piercing gun, but was crushed to the ground by the gun.

"Dapeng, don't toss. Taking advantage of the fact that Gong Jichang didn't come, let's withdraw quickly. Monk Yuankong squatted down and removed the armor-piercing gun from Jing Dapeng's body, "Boy, at your level, you can't make a big deal." ”

Jing Dapeng wanted a carp to stand up on the ground, but he didn't know that his waist strength was not enough, and he didn't succeed three times in a row, and then he jumped up after breaking to the ground with his hands: "Master Yuankong, this master is physically exhausted, and I smiled." ”

At the moment when Jing Dapeng stood up, Gong Changyu finally pulled the Lock Dragon Divine Sword out of the scabbard, as soon as the sword came out, the moon suddenly went dark, and the dazzling light pierced Jing Dapeng couldn't open his eyes, and the Yuankong monk knew that something bad was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled Jing Dapeng and ran out of the gate.

"Master Yuankong, Hugh has to get away." Gong Chang caught up with a few vertical jumps.

Jing Dapeng was unwilling to stop there, held the saber, and killed it again, Monk Yuankong couldn't stop him, and sighed: "My son is resting!" ”

Sure enough, as soon as Jing Dapeng arrived at Gong Changyu's side, he could only shout ho-ho-ha, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and in less than five rounds of fighting, the saber was cut in two, and then the knife was raised, and even the remaining half of the truncated knife was cut off by the lock dragon sword, and the defenseless Jing Dapeng was shocked, thinking: This time it is a dead death!

Gong Changyu pointed at Jing Dapeng's throat like a dragon with the sword in his hand: "Stinky boy, this general thinks that you are the son of Lord Jing, I originally wanted you to reform your ways, but I didn't think that you were a thief and didn't die, in vain to ruin my plan to resist the enemy, tonight I am you can't keep you in the world anyway!" ”

"Gong Jichang, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me!" Jing Dapeng took out a sign from his body, "See clearly, this is a gold medal for avoiding death!" ”

Gong Changyu won the gold medal, and there was the word "free from death" on it, he only knew these two words, and he didn't know any of the other small words.

This is the Jingming Dynasty Yongli Emperor to the Jing family ancestors of the death gold medal, once the son of heaven and a courtier, the Yongli Emperor has been ancient for 200 years, this brand is naturally useless. Besides, Jing Dapeng is not Jing Zhigang's son, and he is naturally not among those who participate in the rebellion.

"Boy, this death-free gold medal has expired. General Ben has to cut off your legs and feet today, see if you dare to rebel and undermine social harmony and stability? Gong Changyu threw away the gold medal and smashed it on the head of the Yuankong monk.

Monk Yuankong looked at the death-free gold medal and smiled dumbly. After seeing Gong Changyu lock dragon sword in his hand, it was extremely powerful, so he didn't dare to go up to rescue Jing Dapeng, and Gong Changyu had to stand aside silently and wait for the changes.

"Gong Jichang, the death-free gold medal was given by Emperor Yongli, and it was exempted from death for generations, how could it have expired?" Jing Dapeng raised his head and said.

"Ridiculous! Jing Dapeng, you killed more than 300 soldiers in my Jingjie battalion, and they also have parents, can't they be spared death? Gong Changyu said.

"The two armies are fighting, and casualties are inevitable. Now it falls into your hands again, and you want to kill or chop, and listen to it. Jing Dapeng said.

"General Ben won't let you die so happily!" Gong Changyu smashed the hilt of his sword on Jing Dapeng's head, and the guy went limp.

"General, please don't kill my son." Monk Yuankong dropped the Pu knife in his hand and prayed.

"Master Yuankong, will you give me a reason not to kill this traitor?" Gong Changyu was holding the Lock Dragon Divine Sword, and the tip of the sword fell on Jing Dapeng's heart.

"General, Jing Dapeng was bewitched by the Blue Wolf Army, so he went astray, you don't remember the villain, give him another chance, is it feasible?"

"No, Jing Dapeng is not dead, it is not enough for the people to be angry." Gong Changyu said angrily, "And this animal killed the court officials, one life is worth one life." General Ben gave him a chance, and he still has to be my enemy, and he can't live for his own evil! ”

Jing Dapeng saw that the gold medal for avoiding death could not deceive Gong Changyu, so he only stared at Monk Yuankong, hoping that he would take action to defeat Gong Changyu: "Dad, can you bear to watch me die?" ”

At this point, Monk Yuankong couldn't think of a better way for a while: "The old man once persuaded you not to make trouble, but you didn't listen, so you had no choice but to do it!" ”

"Come on, tie this guy up for me, I'm going to steam him tomorrow!" Gong Changyu shouted.

"Yes, General." At this time, the escaped catcher appeared, came over with shackles, divided by two by three, and locked Jing Dapeng and Yuankong Monk together. Jing Dapeng

"General, I didn't participate in the rebellion, why should I shackle the old man?" Monk Yuankong was not convinced.

"These beggars are all monks of Hualong Temple, if you don't discipline them strictly, you will be punished together!" Gong Changyu waved his hand, and soon saw the two of them escorted down.

Zhou Benshun and You Shan, who were cut to blood by the soldiers of the Jingjie battalion, were still unwilling to give in, even though the other rebels were knocked to the ground and could not get up.

"Brothers, these two are handed over to me." Gong Changyu carried the Lock Dragon Divine Sword and killed it, the cold light flashed, and Zhou Benshun and You Shan immediately turned their heads in different places and died instantly......

The next day, on the river beach at the south gate, there was a copper cylinder, firewood was set below, charcoal was piled up around, and the pale-faced Jing Dapeng sat in the copper tank, Gong Changyu ripped off the human skin mask on his face: "Fathers and fellow villagers, this is Jing Dapeng, the young master of the Jing family, colluded with the monks of Hualong Temple and Dongta Temple, set fire everywhere in Wuyou City, and killed Lord Jing Zhigang of Zhixian County, the crime is extremely evil, and today the general will divide him to capital punishment to set an example." ”

When the onlookers learned that Jing Dapeng was the main culprit in the arson of the city last night, they were furious one by one, and threw stones, dog shit, and clods of soil at this rebel, scolding: "You long hair, set fire to us, kill you......"

"Good young master doesn't do it, he wants to be a thief, your brain is in water, stupid!"

"I heard that he is the wild cub of the Yuankong monk of Hualong Temple, no wonder he is so cruel and killed Lord Zhixian!"

"Animal, you should be cut with a thousand knives, the punishment of cannon burning is too cheap for you?" ……

Soon, the stones and soil in the copper cylinder piled up on Jing Dapeng's shoulders, and only one head was exposed. Gong Changyu was not in a hurry to light the fire, he wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the 48,000 taels of silver, and let the people vent their dissatisfaction.

When the sun was shining in the sky, the temperature was getting higher and higher, Gong Chang met Jing Dapeng's lips and mouth, so Hei Dashuai fed Jing Dapeng a little water, because there was still some time before the execution.

"Jing Dapeng, General Ben will give you one last chance." Gong Changyu walked to the side of the copper cylinder, "As long as you hand over the hidden silver taels, I will release you immediately." ”

That being said, it was only to ask about the whereabouts of that large sum of silver. Jing Dapeng knew very well in his heart that he had killed so many soldiers and Jing Zhigang in the Jingjie Battalion, Gong Changyu would not let him go, and if he said it, he would die, and if he didn't say it, he would still die.

"Gong Jichang, you eagle dog of the Qinghe Imperial Court, don't think of deriving anything of value from me." Jing Da looked up to the sky and laughed, "If you kill me, the King of Wei outside the city will do everything in his power to capture Wuyou City and then slaughter the city." ”

"Don't dream, you're not just a chess piece in Shi Xianda's hands." Gong Changyu said with a smile, "Shi Xianda himself is difficult to protect, and he still said crazy words to slaughter the city, so he is not afraid that General Ben will cut off his head!" ”

"No, it won't. King Wei said that if I sacrificed my life for the country, he would treat my family well......" Jing Dapeng said.

"Sacrifice for the country? Absurd. Gong Changyu scoffed, "The Blue Wolf Army is a group of organized outlaws, burning, killing and looting, lest the world be chaotic." ”

"Gong Jichang, this master doesn't want to argue with you. Let's execute! Jing Dapeng stopped talking.

"Then I'll fulfill you!" Gong Chang waved his hand, and several soldiers poured fierce fire oil on the firewood, and then lit the firewood, and after a while, the charcoal also burned, and the blue flames rose up.