Zhou Ziquan touched the cold Mo knife in his hand, and quietly leaned on the side of the carriage, after the two rounds of arrows, he didn't hear the movement in the forest, thinking that the other party didn't bring too many crossbow arrows from the army. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The corpses of the soldiers lay silently on the ground in the scorching sun, hot blood gurgling out of the place where the arrow feathers had been inserted, and the quiet path was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Except for the leading man and the carriage beside Zhou Ziquan, there is not even a living person left at this moment.

Zhou Ziquan looked at the young man standing in front of the road with a cold face, but he didn't recognize his identity.

He really couldn't think of which general's general this young man with a young face and riding a brown horse was, most of the people in the Xiliang Army knew him, and he hadn't seen this person, but looking at his face, Zhou Ziquan faintly felt a little familiar.

This young man who came on horseback was Jiang He, who was assassinated by Zhou Ziquan in the mountains that night.

There was a sudden rustling sound in the mountains and forests on both sides, and a group of people in short shirts stood on the hillside at some point, quietly watching the vermilion carriage under the hillside.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Ziquan looked at the young man coldly, holding the Mo knife in his hand deadly.

Jiang He smiled slightly, dismounted and walked over, the strong man at the front of the team grabbed the big knife in his hand violently, and just before an arrow feather grazed his arm, a trace of blood was flowing down his strong arm.

Jiang He walked slowly, gently untied the strip of cloth wrapped around the cyan short sword, and said as he walked: "June 17, you released two waves of arrows in the depths of Qin Mountain and killed a group of people, should you forget?"

Zhou Ziquan was startled when he heard this, and then suddenly remembered the young man who was leaning behind Wu Xiaobei.

"You're not dead?!"

Zhou Ziquan shouted in surprise, he couldn't believe that the young man who jumped down the deep stream that night was standing in front of him at this moment, and led people to kill his subordinates in the same way!

Zhou Ziquan smiled bitterly, he finally understood why he was transferred out of the Zhenbei Army shortly after returning to Kyoto, and went to the border army to be the head of this escort.

He looked at the young man in front of him coldly, and then suddenly thought of another possibility, that is, to kill the young man in front of him.

Killing Jiang He, coupled with the safe delivery of the adult in the carriage, will be worth the credit. Even if you can't be reinstated, at least you can no longer have to stay on the remote border and look at the endless pile of yellow sand.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziquan turned his face to the stout man and shouted coldly: "Kill him!"

Hearing this, the strong man pulled out the big knife in his hand, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his arm, and then rushed towards the river!

Jiang He had already untied all the cloth at this moment, and was about to respond to the enemy, but a person came to his side, Jiang He looked up and saw that it was the leader of the team named Li Wu.

Li Wu looked at Jiang He with a short knife in his hand, and said softly: "Seventh Master, go to the carriage, leave it to me here." ”

Saying that, Li Wu took the knife and faced the big man, and the small short knife in his hand looked a little pitiful compared to the giant blade in the big man's hand.

Jiang He nodded when he heard this, and without stopping, he strode towards the vermilion carriage with the green shirt sword.

"That night an innocent little maid died under the arrows, and she was a very lovely little girl. ”

Jiang He ran as fast as he could, and then said coldly.

"So today I can only comfort her with these hundred arrows and my life, and you... ”

Jiang He had already run to the carriage, and the Tsing Yi sword in his hand was tightly held by him.

"Are you ready to die?!"

As soon as the words fell, the Tsing Yi Sword had arrived, drawing a beautiful and cold arc!

Zhou Ziquan also came out with a knife, but he didn't expect this young man's sword to be so fast!

The long-handled Mo knife in his hand swung towards the short turquoise sword at great speed, but it was still a little slower, and the sword was already in front of his chest. He had to kick his feet and step backwards, while holding his knife to his chest.

"Boom!"

Like the sound of a sword unsheathed, the green shirt sword in Jiang He's hand slashed straight through Zhou Ziquan's Mo knife across his chest, and the Mo knife made by black iron was actually cut into two pieces by Jiang He in one shot!

Zhou Ziquan looked at the blue-shirted sword in Jiang He's hand in disbelief, although Jiang He was extraordinary in force that night, he was just a young swordsman who had just learned martial arts, although his swordsmanship was fierce but immature, so he was pressed by his own men and it was difficult to fight back.

But now, less than two months have passed, and the young man in front of him has reached this level of swordsmanship! He almost didn't see his sword clearly just now.

Zhou Ziquan shouted, gathered his mind, and then threw away the Mo knife in his hand, picked up the long knife of the sergeant next to him and attacked the river.

Jiang He looked at him coldly and continued: "It's a pity that you didn't have time to collect Xiu'er's body, so don't hope that someone will collect your body today." ”

Zhou Ziquan snorted coldly, and the knife in his hand slashed straight towards the river.

Jiang He looked up at him, looked at the long knife in his hand, and then took a small step forward, raising the short sword in his hand without dodging or dodging to meet the knife in Zhou Quan's hand.

As soon as the bright moon passes, everything is quiet.

The knife in Zhou Ziquan's hand did not slash in front of Jiang He, and his hand did not let go of the long knife, Jiang He coldly retracted the sword, and a drop of blood stained his hair.

Zhou Ziquan was surprised to find that his arm suddenly detached from his shoulder, and he was still holding the long knife tightly, and a cold, numb feeling came from his shoulder. After being stunned for a long time, he finally saw the blood splashing from his right shoulder and his own arm all falling quietly into the dust.

He finally reacted, clutching his bleeding arms and slumping to the carriage in agony.

Jiang He raised his sword, but he didn't look at him again, but suddenly took out his sword again and stabbed towards the carriage!

This vermilion, old carriage that has been quiet all the time, brings Jiang He a feeling of unease.

From the beginning to the present, the people inside were so calm that they didn't even let out an exclamation. If it weren't for an empty carriage, it would mean that there was a very unusual big man sitting in it.

Although Wu Qingming didn't tell him who was sitting in the carriage last night, maybe even Wu Qingming himself didn't know, but this person should have an extraordinary meaning to Zhang Tianzuo, the secretary of the Ministry of War, otherwise he would not have sent this person under the guise of official luck.

Jiang He's sword went straight towards the carriage, with a terrifying sound, as if it was about to pierce the carriage with a sword!

But the next moment, Jiang He's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the carriage in front of him with some horror, and his sword just touched the wooden beam window of the carriage, and he couldn't move forward even a minute!

A strange streamer slowly flowed over the carriage, forming a mysterious pattern, and although the light was dim, it had a tenacity that never went out.

"Talisman!"

Li Wu, who had already eliminated the big man, had already come to the carriage and shouted in surprise as he looked at the streamer.

Jiang He looked coldly at the streamer on the carriage, he naturally knew what the talisman in Li Wu's mouth meant.

He was amazed that there was a noble talisman sitting in this dilapidated carriage!

Talismans are a rare and mysterious group of cultivators who are able to condense the vitality of heaven and earth into unpredictable runes, making them mysterious weapons with either lethal or defensive power.

And what is attached to this carriage is naturally a rune with extremely strong defensive effect!

"I didn't expect to invite a great talisman master from the northern country. ”

Jiang He said coldly and withdrew the Tsing Yi Sword in his hand.

In this world, only the cultivators of the northern kingdom can condense the charms, because the cultivation methods of the northern kingdom are different from those of the southern kingdom, although they are the same hierarchical division, but the essence of the two is completely different.

The difference between the southern and northern cultivators is that the cultivators in the southern realm are cultivating the Dao Method, opening up their wisdom and understanding the secluded, and directly using the aura between heaven and earth to turn into various tricks.

The cultivators of the northern kingdom, on the other hand, use their special physique to open up the endless sea of knowledge, incorporate the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth into their bodies, open up their sea of knowledge in an ascetic way, and then directly use the Yuan Qi in their own bodies, but no longer borrow the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth.

The difference between the cultivators of the southern and northern kingdoms is precisely the amount of true essence in this body.

The reason why only the cultivators of the northern kingdom can condense talismans is because each rune contains a strong power of true yuan, and only the power of true yuan that has been tempered by their own sea of knowledge can be stably entrusted and engraved on a small rune paper.

The light on the carriage suddenly began to flow, like a rushing undercurrent, the river wanted to attack again, but suddenly looked at the streamer and shouted: "Retreat!"

Hearing this, Li Wu quickly retreated behind him, and the distance between him and the carriage was instantly widened with a step under the foot of the river.

"Boom!"

The old carriage seemed to have been blown open suddenly, and countless pieces of wood flew in all directions!

Fortunately, Jiang He found it in time, raised his green shirt sword and slashed through the flying fragments, but he was not injured.

Zhou Ziquan looked a little miserable, his right hand had been cut off by the river, so he couldn't stop the fragments that flew quickly, countless fragments penetrated his body, and the blood was like a spring, gushing unstoppably.

He gasped with difficulty, many fragments of Fang Cai pierced his lungs, his consciousness began to blur, he looked at Jiang He, and suddenly remembered what he had just said.

Sure enough, I don't even have a person to collect the body...

Zhou Ziquan smiled bitterly, the blood couldn't stop flowing, and then he read this sentence in pieces, and before he could finish it, he died.

And Li Wu, who had already retreated when he heard Jiang He's shouts for the first time, was also slightly injured, and his body was scraped with some wounds of different sizes, and blood was gushing out of those wounds.

The debris finally fell like a torrential rain, but a man was still sitting quietly in the carriage.

He was dressed in a purple robe and his long hair was scattered, and he sat quietly on the board with his back bent, and a rune was eerily fluttering at his side.

"How did you find out the problem with the shield talisman?" The old man in purple crossed his legs and quietly looked at Jiang He.

Jiang He didn't answer him, just stared coldly at the old man in front of him, and on his body, he felt a burst of palpitations, which made him very uncomfortable.

When the Dunjia Fu was retrograde just now, Jiang He saw through the problem of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at a glance, although it was indeed a little incredible that a person who could not cultivate the Tao could see through the Yuan Qi above this Divine Rune at a glance, but this was the case.

Jiang He shook the blue-shirted sword in his hand, then looked at the cold-voiced old man and said, "I want to know your intentions." ”

The old man in purple seemed to be very dissatisfied with Jiang He's attitude of not answering his question, he turned his head to look at Jiang He, pulled his hoarse throat and said coldly, "I'll tell you when you die." ”

The words fell, and the runes came out!

A purple rune suddenly flew out of his sleeve and flew towards the river!

Li Wu clutched his chest to stop the bleeding, and looked at the rune that flew towards the river and couldn't help but shout: "Seventh Master, be careful!"

This rune flew extremely fast, like an arrow feather that had just been shot out of the bow and crossbow, and flew towards the river with a burst of breaking sound!