Chapter 159: The Third Cup of Confucian Plum Wine

The Iron Gate Pass between the first line of the quicksand of the Sword Pavilion has gathered the top masters who have been the most gathered in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, and the number of people is enough to shake the two rivers and lakes of Liyang and Beimang, and almost all of them have the mentality of fighting to the death and not retreating. This is very different from when Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a ascended to the top of Wudi City, at that time, there were many spectators, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but there were only two people who really shot, and they watched the excitement but did not join in the excitement, compared to the iron gate pass, which was extremely unfamiliar to the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, it was too far away. In the battle of the Iron Gate, no one can stay out of the matter, as long as you appear in the field of vision!

Only the masters who have surfaced to fight in person include Chen Zhibao, who is belatedly arrived with a plum wine, Han Mink Temple, a human cat who is known as good at pointing to Xuan's killing celestial phenomena, Yang Taisui, a sick tiger who once stepped on half of the dragon and tiger demon slaying platform, Yuan Zuozong, the third person in the Liyang Army, the Yin Danying who consummatically refers to Xuan, Xu Fengnian, Xu Weixiong who carries the red sword, the Tantric Six Beads Bodhisattva, the golden armor man who was one of the four great masters in the past, the golden armor man who was born as a King Kong, and the blue bird who holds a spear in an instant.

What they did was a shocking act of rebellion and rebellion, and they killed each other so that it was possible for the prince to sit on the dragon chair and the next king of Beiliang, the first domain!

This chaotic battle that will soon determine the future pattern of the three places in the Western Regions of Beiliang and Western Shu, no one dares to say that they can laugh to the bottom and live to the last.

Xu Fengnian took the lead, and the twelve sword fetuses were full of flying swords, forming a thunder pool sword array that was stolen from the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a.

crashed into the black-clothed old monk Yang Taisui, who was the main accomplice of the white-clothed case in the capital that year.

Yuan Zuozong's horse followed, instigating His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, but he opened a distance of fifty steps and swam in an arc.

On the way to the attack, both sides and four arms were shrouded and covered with the yin of the vermilion robe, and finally revealed his hideous true face, bypassing Xu Fengnian and the black-clothed monk, and swept straight towards the mouth of the Tiemen Pass. Its goal is very clear, who is suitable as a tonic bait for eating, it will absorb it along with the flesh and blood with the qi machine, and the fifth raccoon dog is a lesson from the past.

The blue bird slanted for a moment, rode his horse forward, and still did not ignore the famous black-clothed national teacher, and directly led the eight hundred white horses to kill the two hundred royal forest troops over there. In the Rouran Mountains, before the war, Childe smiled and said that he would hand over the fifth raccoon dog to him, and the blue bird did not doubt that Childe could take off the head of the fifth raccoon dog from the beginning, and today, Childe entangled Yang Taisui, and she would not draw a snake.

The young man in black had abandoned his horse and walked, but his body was like a rolling thunderbolt on the ground, far surpassing the galloping horse with outstanding, once again showing what it was to be the leader of the battle array!

Wang Chong of the Fengzi Battalion subconsciously glanced at him when he was on the same line as the War Horse and His Royal Highness the Prince, clenched the spear in his hand, and said softly: "Lin Heng, look at it." This time, His Royal Highness single-handedly carried the old bald donkey Yang Taisui, and did not disappoint us. ”

Quickly leaving behind the stagnant His Royal Highness Yuan Zuozong and the black-clothed old monk, Bai Ma Yi, who launched the charge, was full of blood and almost trembled. Seven hundred of them had previously followed such an unscrupulous son who had never set foot in the barracks once, and they all said that in addition to bullying the little lady of Shui Ling, he only had the ability to spend a lot of money in the Qinglou. It's just that when he was two miles away from the Iron Gate Pass before, he said in a deep voice: "Today, I will kill Zhao Kai, the prince of Yang." ”

Two hundred paces from the enemy.

Yuan Meng let out a monstrous roar: "White Horse Righteous Servant! Fight to the death!"

Two hundred royal cavalry troops attacked at the same time, and the sixteen golden sword guards did not leave a single one, and all of them mounted their horses to meet the enemy.

Zhao Kai always sat in the groom position, squinting into the distance. Fu Jiang Jin Jia stood quietly in front of the car with both hands, holding the ancient hilt of the big sword with both hands, and plunged it into the earth. This fierce sword was exchanged for the life of the whole family of a famous swordsmith in the world, and the puppet in the golden armor was the great master who was skinned by Han Mink Temple's hands back then, and his combat power alone was enough to crush the other four abandoned rune armors.

A tantric woman Bodhisattva wearing a snow-white robe made a seal on her chest with one hand, and holding a bottle with the other hand, the yellow sand rotated and condensed wildly a few feet above the palm, gathering sand into a tower, and slowly achieving a star whirlpool.

Zhao Kai clenched his horsewhip and stood up, taking a deep breath, "I'm going to die here?"

The sturdy horsewhip in his hand suddenly broke inch by inch, and the prince laughed in a low voice: "How can I die here!"

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History books, especially wild history, like to use the title of 10,000 enemies to describe that kind of trapped generals, but no one will take it seriously, but a thousand enemies say, in the Liyang Dynasty army does exist, although it is rare, but after all, there is a lesson from the past, when the Xu family opened Xishu for the Son of Heaven, in addition to the king of Xishu and a large number of officials swore to guard the country, rather die than surrender to Liyang, rather die than flee the imperial city, and as the sword emperor of the Xishu clan a sword to guard the city gate, but unfortunately after the battle, the first decline and then exhaustion, was crushed to death by the Beiliang iron horse, that battle, the Xishu Sword Emperor in the time of three incense - eight hundred fine horsemen, after the death of the horse's hooves trampled, and then Chu Lushan will be a banner on the corpse。 The long spring and autumn chaotic battles of gunsmoke have made the military soldiers have a lot of actual combat experience in fighting and killing the top masters of the rivers and lakes, and they must consume the opponent alive before their morale collapses, and do not give them a chance to breathe. Wang Zhi is a cavalry general of the Sword Pavilion, and to the south is the Western Shu where the Sword Emperor's sword broke and died, not to mention Beiliang, there is Chen Zhibao, and Yuan Zuozong, who survived the tomb of the concubine, can be described as a veritable enemy of a thousand people, and naturally often uses these brilliant characters as imaginary enemies to train the cavalry.

But the fierce combat power of the big eunuch in red python clothes on the opposite side and the treacherous killing skills still caught Wang Zhi a little off guard.

Han Mink Temple went straight to the line, the big red python robe swayed in the wind, and thousands of red threads appeared on his hands, picking off people's heads with a flick of his fingers, and splitting the corpses at every turn.

Except for Wang Zhi's Beiliang knife to cut some red lines, plus a few powerful generals who survived, no less than thirty cavalry were strangled by this human cat. Fortunately, at the beginning of the cavalry battle formation, they did not pursue multi-round fighting, and strived to be thick, even if they gave up the advantage of some of the cavalry's impact power, even if they gave Han Mink Temple a given innate advantage to the two thousand elite cavalry behind Han Mink Temple, they would try their best to intercept this old eunuch in a roundabout way! A few days ago, Wang Zhi got a secret order that was very simple, just two words: Hold on! What to delay? In addition to Wang Zhi's 1,000 cavalry to recuperate and recuperate, to prevent being defeated in one fell swoop by the 2,000 people who knew each other on the opposite side, the 2,000 cavalry participating in the battle was not a hornet surging up, but was divided into 20 100-man cavalry teams, so as to advance and retreat in a measured manner, and bring the wheel warfare of the number to the fullest.

Wang Zhi has had three rapid confrontations with Han Mink Temple, one time to wield a knife to fight the enemy, the other two times are to bend down to pick up the spear of the battle dead robe, once to chase the red cat back with a horse pistol, thrown to the back, a spear is actually wrapped around the back of the dense red silk with eyes, directly to the entanglement and stirred, Wang Zhi threw the third time directly to kill the horse, a red man cat actually pulled up the horse, dodged the flying spear, and pulled the heads of the five cavalry around him into the air together.

Wang Zhi's eyes were red with murder, and he cursed: "Your mother, you're really not human!"

Behind Wang Zhi, 8,000 horses' hooves slammed on the ground, gradually making loud noises.

Wang Zhi made a gesture, and the 1,000 horsemen who did not move split apart, and began to bypass the reef in the middle of the river like a flood, rushing towards the 2,000 horsemen led by He Yan. It is also supplemented by the six peripheral rangers who are not likely to surround the killer cat in the first place, and start a fierce collision fight.

Wang Zhi rubbed his cheeks, spit bloody spit, and said fiercely: "If you don't die this time, why do you have to ask the King of Beiliang for a 10,000-person ranger general!"

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Chen Zhibao said that he would kill Xu Weixiong and take her corpse to Xishu to claim the king, without any mercy on his subordinates, without the slightest drag.

Every time the plum wine touches the ancient sword of the red mantle, this famous sword explodes into a string of Qingyue sounds like a dragon's roar, trembling and melodious.

With every impact, the sleeve of Xu Weixiong's right arm, who was holding a sword in his right hand, shook his sleeve violently.

The subtlety of plum wine is far more than that, Chen Zhibao seems to be gentle and elegant when he shoots out every time, without the slightest bit of fire, but with a sword roar and a shake of his sleeves, the elite cavalry of the Great Snow Dragoon who came one after another died violently for no reason, and it was clear that he had not approached the two of them within twenty steps, and he died neatly, as if he had been stabbed through the chest by a shot, and he didn't even have time to feel the pain, so he flew backwards and fell into the yellow sand.

Chen Zhibao suddenly took a sip of plum wine, swept out, and swung the red sword in Xu Weixiong's hand into a terrifying arc that an ordinary famous sword would definitely break.

Xu Weixiong's two iron horsemen who went forward behind him were inexplicably killed again, and before falling from the horse, his body was in the air like the Red Sword, bending out of an arc.

Gently retracting the plum wine, Chen Zhibao pointed to the tip of the spear and spun out a spear flower, looked at the woman who spit blood, and smiled indifferently: "This is when the plum is still green." You really don't plan to stretch out your left hand? The second Taoist rune sword red mantle, in the final analysis, is actually still a 'edict' character. ”

Xu Weixiong was silent.

Chen Zhibao turned his head to look at the Iron Gate Pass, "I originally thought of it, cut off the python dragon together, and then enter Shu alone, so it makes sense for anyone." ”

The plum wine in his hand, the plum gradually penetrates deep purple.

Xu Weixiong tossed the red cockroach high.

High into the sky leads to thunder.

Xu Weixiong was about to blurt out the word "edict".

One shot through the abdomen.

Chen Zhibao pulled out the plum wine and brought out a stream of blood from the woman's body, with an expressionless face.

Xu Weixiong still tried his best to say the edict, and then spun the white-clothed man to the tail of the gun, and fell off the horse with a shot.

seems to be merciful, but in fact, this plum turns purple is the real killer move.

Right now.

There is a woman Edgeworth heading south.

Behind the woman, there are green-shirted Confucian scholars leisurely accompanying her.

The young woman is stunningly beautiful, and the posture of the sword is even more free, she glanced at Xu Weixiong, the second biggest enemy in her life, and said coldly: "I'll just take a look, don't think about me to make a move." ”

However, the middle-aged Confucian who occupied all the world's eight buckets of romance chuckled and said, "When the plum is purple, it is good to enter the wine." ”

The big official Cao Changqing floated in, supported the woman with a swaggering soul, held down her heart, and then gently put in a pill and put her down gently.

Whether it's dead or alive, God knows.

It's just a matter of doing your best.

In fact, it is still inevitable to escape death by forcibly inducing a catastrophe with manpower.

The dead deserve to die.

If it weren't for the discovery of the vision here, the yellow sand would be thousands of miles, and even the land immortal Cao Changqing would not be able to catch up at all.

Cao Changqing got up and stretched out his hand and asked, "Confucian saint Chen Zhibao, can you fight?"

The white-clothed war immortal, who no one in the world knew about his quiet sanctification, mentioned the plum wine with purple qi and said calmly: "Please." ”