Chapter 42: Confucian Sacred Texts
"What do we do?" Zhao Gang and Yun Yan, who were hidden, asked, at this moment Li Changsheng was already the backbone of the team, and the two of them were the only ones who looked forward to Li Changsheng.
"There must be a master in this group of robbers, and the guards are just some small minions, and entering the city is probably the beginning of the real war. There are all elite disciples and inner disciples inside, and I am afraid that a few of us will not be able to get anything if we go, and we will even encounter danger. ”
Seeing the scene just now, Zhao Gang and Yun Yan were a little enthusiastic, and they couldn't wait to fight side by side with the disciples of the sect. Friendship with the same door sometimes arises spontaneously. But when you think about it, you can see that there is really no point in doing so. With their cultivation, not only the strongest among the robbers can't deal with it, I'm afraid that even those little minions, these inner disciples' squads will not be left to them.
"Let's take a detour to the rear of the ancient city now, intercept the back road of the robbers, and see if there is anything cheap to pick up!" Li Changsheng said.
"Good idea!" Zhao Gang's eyes lit up. In the face of such a large-scale attack by the Haoyue Sword Sect, the bandit camp will definitely not be able to hold it, and there must be some treacherous bandits who choose to flee and will not choose to live and die with the ancient city. And in order to ensure that the bandit camp can be broken, the sect will not divide forces to defend the back road. I'm afraid they won't go until they kill the strong people in the city, so this is their best chance. And those inner disciple teams will also compete for the contribution points of the master, and will not copy the back road.
"Without further ado, let's move right away. Li Changsheng said decisively.
There was a big battle ahead, and as soon as the battle began, Li Changsheng and the others went to copy their back road, which I have to say that this was a bold move. I'm afraid that the frontal battlefield will last for an hour, and one hour is enough to do a lot of things.
The mountain road in the back mountain is very rugged, and Li Changsheng and the others have already been ambushed there. Suddenly, I saw a man galloping on a horse, carrying a huge burden on his horseback, and this man was in a hurry, so it can be seen that he escaped quietly.
"Get me down!"
Li Changsheng stabbed at him with a sword, and Yun Yan and Zhao Gang also flew out, blocking his way. The sword was pointed straight ahead, and if he dared to rush forward, the two would kill the horses directly.
"Whoop......" The horses neighed, and the men on horseback hurriedly reined in the horses. At this time, Li Changsheng saw his appearance clearly, he was about thirty or forty years old, but he did not have the recklessness of a robber at all, but like a learned Confucian student.
"Three miscellaneous disciples?" After the middle-aged Confucian saw the three of them clearly, a sneer appeared on his face. "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into. Since you want to die, then it's no wonder to me!"
As soon as the words came out, as soon as his feet stepped on the stirrups, the whole person had already flown up from the horse, drew out a long sword, and volleyed in the air like Li Changsheng stabbing away.
The swordsmanship cultivation did not reach the Martial Spirit Realm? Li Changsheng immediately judged his cultivation.
"Draw your sword and look around, dazed!"
Li Changchang's sword shook, the tip of the sword drew a circle in front of him, the sword body trembled, and then he stared.
The middle-aged man didn't dare to attack in mid-air, because at this time, he had a feeling that if he stabbed this sword, he would be attacked by Li Changsheng to his vital point. The style of drawing the sword and looking around in the scholar's qi sword can deter the enemy, leaving the opponent at a loss and at a loss. If he dares to attack forcibly, this style will directly attack his vital point.
Forcibly retracted the sword technique, and his whole person fell from mid-air.
"The swordsmanship is very strong, but unfortunately, you still have to die!" said the middle-aged man with a sneer.
Book Spirit!
A phantom scroll of ancient bamboo slips appeared in the air behind him, and the bamboo slips were spread out, with four big golden characters on them: "Confucian Holy Classics" He is actually a Confucian person! Li Changsheng and the others were stunned.
"Since you're all going to die today, it doesn't matter if you see it. The middle-aged Confucian said with a sneer. He was in the middle stage of Xiucai's cultivation, and Li Changsheng and the other three miscellaneous disciples, he didn't pay attention to it at all. He thought that they would die, and that the dead would not reveal secrets, so he had no scruples.
(Thanks to book friends: fairy and seven for the tip.) )