The two main generals of the two main generals of the left and right wings of Beimang with 5,000 horsemen are almost crazy, they can participate in the siege of the city as a cavalry, and get this kind of low-hanging fruit, although the battle merit is destined to be small, it can be won easily, far from being like the first 30,000 foot soldiers to desperately advance under the city wall, and then risk their lives to attack the city, as the two wings of the cavalry, in fact, it is just a symbolic multiple rounds of upward shooting on horseback, try to help the elite infantry in the border town of the Southern Dynasty to suppress the arrow rain at the head of the city, plus Beimang itself has a bow and crossbow position and more than 2,000 catapults as the main force of the projectile, so the two cavalry armies do not have to bear any responsibility at all。 Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Beiliang Iron Cavalry has long figured out a rule, the border army of the Northern Mangmang, whether it is the old man's army or the son army or the grandson army, as long as they look at the identity of their leading general, the generals from the North Court are stationed in the border passes of the Southern Dynasties, often not badly, but it is definitely not too high, so the soldiers and horses under their command are often in the upper middle reaches, and the son army is the majority. One is that the nobles surnamed Beiting and Da Xixuan don't look down on the Xijing temple at all, in the eyes of those grassland bigwigs who are above the top, I am afraid that except for Huang Songpu, Dong Zhuo and Liu Jue, these generals and festival orders, there are few people who can really be regarded as officials. Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor has always implemented the strategy of the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Longguan nobles to rule the Southern Dynasties together, and did not support the mixing of the Northern Court bigwigs into the Southern Dynasties. For example, Wanyan Yinjiang, who personally rushed to the battlefield of Liuzhou Laoyu Mountain, his Wanyan Jingcai is the old army on the border of the Southern Dynasties, and it is second to none in terms of combat power and equipment. Then there is the A and B Gaomen outside the Longguan forces, which are also deeply rooted in the military and politics of the Southern Dynasties, and are often very familiar with the main cavalry armies of the Northern Liang field, which should not be underestimated.

These two cavalry armies are typical sons of the Southern Dynasty border passes, and the ancestors of the family have already secretly trusted the relationship to go to the door, and finally attached themselves to His Royal Highness the Prince, who was personally recruited, so that they obtained this treatment similar to lying down to earn credit.

Who would have thought that before they entered the range of the horse bow, they each touched two iron nails, which were pierced with flesh and blood, and their hearts and livers hurt!

The two cavalry armies suffered huge casualties of nearly 1,000 cavalry, and as a result, not a single arrow was drawn out of the quiver, and in the end they didn't even touch the wall of the northern city, so could the main general not be frightened?

On the rightmost battlefield of the North City, the two refused to horse.

Nanzhao Wei Miao and Dongyue Jianchi Chai Qingshan, the two Central Plains Grandmasters had never been masked before, so naturally they had no chance to fight, but they cooperated seamlessly, and they did not leak!

Wei Miao mostly used his bare hands to face the enemy's Beimang cavalry, opening and closing widely, extremely crisp and neat, and every time he punched heavily, he was so powerful that often a cavalry who rushed to kill would be broken off with his arm and knife, and the high-quality scimitar in the hand of the Beimang cavalry was as fragile as paper.

And Chai Qingshan has always been known for his exquisite swordsmanship and profound sword aura, which just complements Wei Miao's fierce fist path, this kendo master soon did not deliberately pursue the momentum of the rainbow of killing moves, and mostly killed the enemy with two stabs, the sword spit out by the tip of the sword was no more than two feet long, but it was already like holding a five-foot Qingfeng, just able to stand on the ground and accurately stab the heart of the Beimang cavalry, or gently pick the neck of the cavalry, a long sword was never stained with scarlet.

At this time, I saw Wei Miao suddenly change the fierce fist style of the previous one-and-a-half-move to control the enemy to death, or the light and agile momentum of walking in an arc, or walking in the mud with no feet but knees, the body moved quickly, twisted the waist and shook the armor, every time the war horse with the shoulder top and back to meet the Beimang cavalry, with the King Kong physique, he didn't care about the war knife chopping at all, and instantly he was able to knock a border army war horse into the horse's hooves and fly out from the ground, because Wei Miao's pace was fast, he was always able to see the stitches between the several horses, although Beimang consciously spread out the width of the charge, and suddenly stretched out the front line of seven or eight horsemen or even ten horsemen in parallel, trying to break the stable pattern of the two Central Plains grandmasters one after the other, Try not to give the two of them a chance to change their breath, but Wei Miao's change of fast forward and retreat, fast fight and fast receiving, is still blocking a wave of cavalry rushing into battle, although the Beimang cavalry has realized that it must not hesitate to exchange the lives of ten horsemen and one hundred horsemen for the opponent's breath, just to slowly consume these two Central Plains masters, in this precarious situation, Wei Miao only goes to the mount and not against the Beimang soldiers' moves, and begins to contain a huge spiral dark energy, which creates an exaggerated and absurd picture, the flying direction of many Beimang war horses is simply incredible, it is possible to fly sideways to both sides, it is possible to crash away, and it is even possible to fly up obliquely, such a "huge" hidden weapon made the same column of cavalry and the rear cavalry of Beimang invincible, which greatly limited the attempt of the Beimang cavalry to quickly advance to form two encirclements.

Even if there are some fish that slip through the net and want to cross Wei Miao and outflank the arc on both sides, Chai Qingshan will naturally not rigidly abide by the rules of you before and after, as the master of a sect in the southeast of Liyang in swordsmanship, do you really think that the old man's sword qi is only two feet?

Two or three hundred horsemen died, and this northern cavalry army was unwilling to retreat, let alone dare to fight.

Five or six hundred horses died, and the commander gritted his teeth, hoping to drag two martial arts masters to death with the wheel battle.

After more than a thousand horsemen died, the main general of the cavalry army, who had never dared to fall into battle in person, had already killed red-eyed, knew that he had no way to retreat, and gave an order to let all the cavalry soldiers under his command abandon their swords!

After that, the whole five hundred war horses that charged frantically, as if they had committed suicide in front of the two Central Plains Grandmasters, fell from the horse and rode the Beimang, as long as they did not faint or die on the spot, they all took the initiative to get up and draw their knives to fight.

The elite of the world, not afraid of death, is indeed not unique to the Beiliang Iron Horse.

In the first Liangmang battle, Liangzhou Hutou City, Youzhou Hulukou, Liuzhou Qingcang City, the soldiers of Beiliangbian fought hard, and the soldiers of Beimang also died vigorously!

In the second Liangmang battle, from the Miyun Mountain Pass in the Western Regions, the northern corridor in Liuzhou, the battlefield of Lao Yushan, and then to the left cavalry outside Liangzhou Pass against the Winter Thunder Spirit Cavalry and the Rouran Iron Cavalry, every battlefield, both the enemy and me, were all killed!

Therefore, Beimang has always firmly believed that as long as Beiliang is laid, it is equivalent to the entire vast Central Plains.

And Bei Liang always believed that it was really not that they deliberately looked down on the elite of the Central Plains, what two Liao iron horses, as long as it was in the vast area that was easy for the cavalry to gallop, once they faced the large-scale grassland cavalry, no matter how many heads the Liyang army were, it would not be enough for the Northern Mangbarians to cut it.

In a fireside night chat that is destined to be annihilated in the dust of history, Tan Tanong smiled and asked a certain friend with a palm on the handle, if he annoyed the Xu family, he simply rebelled and joined forces with Beimang to go south to the Central Plains.

The Lord Shoufu, who was in the Liyang Dynasty at that time, gave a humorous reply with a bull's head and a horse's mouth: I only hope that when the time comes, on top of our temple, all the princes will feel that the martyrdom water is too cold, and the hanging beam family has no rope.

Huan Wen is still on top of that temple, still standing Tan Tan Weng, but after the autumn of this year, he has gradually faded out of the court's field of vision, and almost does not participate in the small court meeting.

In this way, deep in the heart of Shoufu Zhang Julu, it is even more unknown what kind of opinion he holds about the Beiliang Xu family that is divided by the feudal town.

Anyway, as the struggle between the Jiangnan clan and the Liaodong gate valve in the Liyang temple intensified, some scholars with clean sleeves but morality on their shoulders, after gaining a firm foothold in Tai'an City, began to make some voices, saying that the old thief named Zhang Julu was not only good at government affairs, but even secretly colluded with the Northwest Frontier Army to deliberately raise tigers in order to consolidate his position.

Although the number of these people is not many for the time being, their identities are often not bad, and they are regarded as empty of academic ambitions, but they can only be suppressed and excluded by Zhang Lu, who is led by the jealous and jealous blue-eyed Er, during the Yonghui years.

For a time, he was praised, a literati style, a moral master, and a pillar of a country.

These scholars who have already carped and jumped the dragon gate, or the celebrities who were born in the family of the Prime Minister, are not many compared to the vast majority of ordinary readers, but they speak with the loudest voice and the largest audience.

After the autumn of the third year of this auspicious symbol, the highest place in the temple of Tai'an City, even the Yamen of the Military Department, which had been fighting with the Xu family in the northwest for so many years, actually did not deliberately conceal the tragic victory of the Battle of Miyun, plus the good news of the old woman of Liuzhou Mountain who was transmitted to the capital through the post road of the two Huai Dao, and the annihilation of the left cavalry army of Liangzhou in the far distance of Lu Da, the new envoy of the two Huai Dao, Han Lin and Xu Gong, the envoy of the Jiedu, reported to the imperial court word for word, but it was still very strange, the whole Tai'an City, from the courtyard to the deep high gate of the big house, to the market alleys where the chickens and dogs barked, did not talk about it from beginning to end, probably because the former was unwilling to say it, and the latter could not hear it。

The common people of Liyang Capital City heard at most that the Beiliang Xu family had won a few small victories on the side of Liuzhou, and suffered a big defeat outside the Liangzhou Pass, and then they would soon be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops from Beimang.

There is no way, and it is really no wonder that this Tai'an City, which has been accustomed to sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall for 20 years, its urgent need is that Wu Chongxuan, the general of the southern expedition who is close to the rank of secretary of the military department, personally commanded 100,000 strong troops in southern Xinjiang, and it is still a rebel army that cannot resist the northward advance of the three major feudal kings.

The two Liao border armies of Gu Jiantang of the Great Pillar State did not move.

It is said that Tang Tieshuang, the soldier who inherited Gu Lu's legacy, is about to leave Beijing, leading most of the elite of Gyeonggi to lay out the second line of defense behind Wu Chongxuan's army, just waiting for the two Liaodong iron cavalry to quickly go south, I believe that when the time comes, it will be able to turn defense into attack, and will drive the rebels back to the south bank of the Guangling River in one go.

For Liyang, the two Liao border armies, which took 20 years and poured half the country's strength to build, are the world's first-class elites on the side of Liyang's Zhao room, as if they are under the nose of Tai'an City.

The Xu family in the northwest has a self-respecting army, how can it be trusted?

Beiliang Road, a brutal place with many portals and few reading seeds, how can it be qualified to sit at the same table with Tai'an City, which is the best in the world, Guangling Road in the Central Plains, and Jiangnan Road, which is depressed?

Outside the northern city, it was probably the most heroic battle in history, and some people died.

The deceased was Cheng Baishuang, a Confucian scholar of the old Southern Tang Dynasty.

This old scholar who has almost achieved the realm of Confucianism and sainthood, and the Central Plains Grandmaster who is at the back of the battlefield with the blind female pianist Xue Songguan, should have died last.

The old man died of exhaustion.

Wei Miao, Chai Qingshan, and Lou Huangyu groom respectively blocked five thousand Beimang elite horses.

Wu Liuding, the sword mound of the Wu family, the sword servant Cuihua and the Xu Yan soldiers with the spear behind them, blocked the footsteps of the 10,000-strong army on the left wing of Beimang.

The three grandmasters of Southern Xinjiang, Mao Shulang, Longgong Ji Liu'an, and Yu Xingrui of Wudang Mountain, have been deeply encircled by the right-wing 10,000-person infantry formation and two reinforcements of elite cavalry, which are also insidiously mixed with nearly a thousand spider web dead soldiers and Beimang Jianghu masters.

Beimang stepped in the middle of the road, Xu Ying in the red robe joined forces with Luoyang, who had returned from the hinterland of the army, and the sword qi of Sui Xiegu responded in the rear, and finally barely pulled the surging tide that was rolling south.

During this period, although Luoyang went to Beimang's bow and crossbow position to kill it, it still seemed that she was more than enough to be more than 2,000 catapults located on the long arc, and if she was targeting these siege weapons, Xu Ying and Sui Xiegu alone blocked the middle lane of the foot soldiers, and a steady stream of cavalry troops running through the two wide corridors, it was very likely that the two of them would be completely mired in the mud. The original lineup was the most unprecedented in the middle lane, after Xu Yanbing and Yu Xingrui had to go left and right, plus Xu Fengnian needed to confront Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Deng Tai'a needed to face the heavenly immortals to ensure that the young vassal king could fight for life and death with the Beimang military god without worries, otherwise Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was already "blessed", and there were celestials who constantly "fanned the flames" above his head , Once he is allowed to successfully climb to the pinnacle of martial arts, even if Tuoba Bodhisattva only has a stick of incense kung fu and ranks among the first people in five hundred years, Xu Fengnian, who always needs to be distracted, will never survive, let alone kill Tuoba Bodhisattva, and even return to Beibei City alive is an extravagant hope!

In this way, Luoyang had to deal with the embarrassing situation of the Qiao woman's difficulty in cooking without rice, and had to restrain her hands and feet, otherwise with her cultivation realm, under the premise that Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already entangled Deng Mao and Murong Baoding and did not come to stop her, it was not impossible to enter the realm of no one in the Beimang army, not only could destroy half of the catapults, but also successfully retreated.

Previously, Xue Song officials plucked the strings with their fingers, and the elderly Confucian with a hundred temples and frost was full of heroic spirit, and jointly blocked round after round of catapult projectiles, and wave after wave of arrow rain to attack the city.

Whether it is a boulder thrown out or an arrow like a swarm of locusts, the deadliest thing is not the overwhelming momentum, but their density and urgency.

Xue Songguan, who was sitting cross-legged at that time, the bits and pieces of scarlet blood on the guqin resting on his legs, the broken strings, and the blurred flesh and blood of the blind female pianist's hands and ten fingers, all silently told the fact that she was not known for her physical fitness was almost to the end of her strong crossbow.

So Cheng Baishuang asked Xue Songguan not to be reluctant, and he, the old guy, would pick up the burden, in the words of the old man, there was no reason to let a young girl Xue who was still a woman take on the heavy responsibility, a young woman like her, a husband and a child, is a beautiful thing in the world.

Not only that, but after sensing that the three grandmasters, including his old friend Ji Liu'an, on his right, were in danger, he immediately made a decision and asked Xue Songguan to help, so as not to let a large number of Beimang infantry soldiers arrive under the walls of Beibei City too early.

The young blind female pianist hesitated, although she couldn't see the withered appearance of the old man with her own eyes, but the dying person's wind and candle years, that twilight breath, how could Xue Song Guan, who ranked among the top three in the Xuan Attainment, not feel it?

She knew that if she left, the old man would die.

She couldn't bear it.

Although the old man and the young met for a short time, and they fought side by side regardless of the reason, Xue Songguan already regarded this elderly gentleman from the distant old Southern Tang Dynasty as his own generation, and he may have the same old-fashioned temperament as the old master Zhao Dingxiu, and he has the same kind of scholarly atmosphere that she is very unfamiliar with, but in the end he is a kind-hearted and kind old man.

"Miss Xue, don't delay the war!"

After Cheng Baishuang took a deep breath, he forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood that had surged up his throat, and after seeing the woman holding the qin and getting up, he tried his best to laugh softly in a calm tone: "Miss Xue, there was once a Jiangnan writer who was relegated to my country and my hometown, and before he died in a foreign land, he left a lot of poems that were not widely circulated, including two sentences, the old man must be transferred to Xue Song Guan, '300 lychees a day',' Zi Youqi is the best in life', Miss Xue, if you have the opportunity in the future, you must go over there to have a look, if you say that you are not happy to enjoy the scenery, but the lychee that is as expensive as gold in the north is on our side, it is only a matter of tens of dollars a catty......"

Speaking of this, Cheng Baishuang stomped his feet suddenly, and the ground was very deep, raising his arm and waving a sleeve, like calligraphy everyone splashing ink on rice paper, and then seemed to remember something interesting, laughed a few times, and after taking a breath, he said slowly: "Miss Xue, if you don't have that person in mind, in fact, you might as well find a reader to be a white-headed old man in the future. ”

Xue Songguan, who was already facing away from the old man, did not turn around, but just nodded vigorously.

She swept away.

Cheng Baishuang retracted his gaze and sat cross-legged, his eyes closed.

At this moment, the old man covered with frost and snow could no longer hide the fatigue of running out of oil and lamp.

Although every wave of his sleeves would bring heart-wrenching turmoil, the old man was always calm and muttered to himself, "But I feel that there are ghosts and gods in Gao Ge, and I don't know how to starve to death to fill the ravines...... Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire. But I can't do it......"

Cheng Baishuang felt the magnificent sword rain above his head.

The old man who was holding on to the dry dantian without falling in one breath was already powerless to turn his head and open his eyes, and could only vaguely sense that the sword rain fell on the Beimang step formation on Xue Songguan's side, and the old man was full of relief and smiles.

"The country is unfortunate and the poet is lucky, and I hope that there will be no more boundless poetry and no great poet in the future. Second, I hope that future generations of scholars will be happy to forget their worries, and they will not know that old age is coming, and they will not know that old age is coming......"

Cheng Baishuang raised his arm for the last time, his robe was wide-sleeved, and he was a scholar.

The childish child asked, why is it too late to return?

Why is it too late to return?

When this time the arm fell suddenly, the old man's lips moved slightly, and he could no longer lift his arm.

Facing away from the North Rejection City at the northwest gate of the Central Plains, facing the hundreds of thousands of troops in Beimang, the old man bowed his head silently, silent.

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Before Cheng Baishuang's death, Beimang never had a boulder, a bed crossbow arrow, and fell into the Beibei City.

Who said that useless is a scholar?

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Sui Xiegu, who was closest to the relics of the old Southern Tang Dynasty, did not turn his head, sighed softly, originally taking the place where he was standing as the center of the circle, within twenty zhang, more than 100 snow-white sword qi as thick as the mouth of a bowl were intertwined into a net, and suddenly the sword qi expanded by ten zhang, and the sword qi increased by sixty, and more than eighty shield-wielding foot soldiers who cautiously detoured and rushed forward were killed instantly, and the end was even more miserable than the corpse of five horses.

Ji Liu'an, the guest of the Dragon Palace, who was fighting bloodily in the Beimang infantry formation on the right, split a Beimang centurion wearing heavy armor in half with a sword, turned around suddenly, and roared angrily: "Old book bag!"

At this moment, seven or eight spears stabbed together, and the sword master Mao Shulang strode forward, took more than a dozen steps forward, and slashed in front of Ji Liu'an.

Yu Xingrui, a real person in Wudang, shouted lightly, "Bold rats", and the peach wood sword in his hand flashed away, penetrating the necks of the three spider web dead soldiers on Mao Shulang's side one after another.

On the far left side of the battlefield, Yu Groom and Lou Huang, two martial emperor city brothers, one person with a standard cool knife and one person named Sword Shu Dao, the two sides went hand in hand, because there were Xu Yanbing at the end to help block the formation, and the two Wang Xianzhi were proud of the disciples, so they were completely relieved to move forward in the formation.

A half-step martial saint sits in the rear, and he doesn't have to worry about obstruction, he just buries his head in killing, but the two of Yu Groom's Lou Huang seem to be more powerful than Ji Liu'an.

Lou Huang's sword is strong, and the sword moves are simple, just like a woodcutter chopping wood, whether it is a Beimang cavalry or a war horse, under a sword, there is no complete corpse.

Yu groom put away the cool knife that was about to break, put it back in the scabbard, and pulled out the ancient sword that had already trembled in the sheath to help the puppet, still pointing and pointing lightly, Yu groom rabbit up and down, out of nowhere, no more, no less, a sword is a life. Although the killing momentum is not as terrifying as Lou Huang, even Xu Yanbing was a little surprised after perceiving the subtle changes in this person's qi, worthy of being Wang Xianzhi's first apprentice, Yu Groom actually had signs of breaking through the realm in the battlefield battle, naturally, only a line away, you can step into the threshold of the land sword immortal, although even after stabilizing the realm, it is still not a real land immortal, but as long as the realm rises to that height, it is far from the fact that the swordsman of the two realms of Xuantian and Elephant accidentally comprehends one or two types of sword immortal power swordsmanship that can be compared, and it will probably be another person after Deng Tai'a。

Yu groom pointed a sword at the center of the eyebrows of a Beimang horseman, did not look at the corpse of the fallen horse, jumped on the horse's back, looked ahead, and reminded the building in front of him in a deep voice: "Beimang has another thousand elite horsemen coming, and there is a top master of hiding and tucking." ”

Lou Huang was about to speak, but Yu Groom had already laughed away, "Let me meet him for a while!"

On the far right, at the critical moment when Chai Qingshan Wei Miao changed his position before and after, a figure as fast as a frightening hung smashed down on the head, and a punch hammer like thunder hit Chai Qingshan's chest who was just about to retreat, although this famous kendo master had already subconsciously crossed the sword in front of him, and used the sword blade to face the enemy, hoping to make the uninvited guest retreat, but that punch still hit the sword blade without hesitation!

The Dongyue Sword Pool Sect Master, who was in the interval between ventilation and had been fighting for a long time, was caught off guard and was actually injured by his own long sword blade, but fortunately, Wei Miao quickly swept forward, grabbed Chai Qingshan's shoulder with one hand and pulled it back, and blocked the second punch of the Beimang Martial Arts Grandmaster with the other.

Chai Qingshan swept out more than ten zhang down, and a blood groove with deep bones was cut out of his chest, and blood gushed out and soaked through his clothes.

While Wei Miao was holding the fist with his left hand, because his right hand needed to help Chai Qingshan dodge the sword blade before, he punched again and slowed down this Beimang master by a fraction, but it was this slight difference that allowed the deep and sinister assassin of the city government to take a huge advantage.

Wei Miao was smashed on the forehead with a punch, Wei Miao stomped her feet, and only took half a step back to stop her backward figure, but she didn't take a step back!

Wei Miao and the comer punch for punch!

Take three steps back!

Wei Miao punched the man in the chest, and he suffered another punch in the forehead.

Wei Miao, whose head had been severely damaged, was already oozing scarlet blood from both ears.

In the blurred vision, the Beimang military general wearing a snow-bright silver armor smiled fiercely: "There is Wei Miao in the fist, there is no fist in the world, it is you who kills!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the tall general's words, Chai Qingshan hurriedly took a strong breath, about to regain the disadvantage for Wei Miao, but at this moment, the old man heard the blind female pianist behind him shouting: "Be careful of the top of your head!"

The second ghostly Beimang assassin volleyed down into the air, silent, and without the slightest fluctuation of qi, like a lonely ghost.

The flaws of the silver-armored martial arts generals are obviously deliberate tricks, I am afraid that this is the killing move that the two Beimang martial arts masters really surfaced after they were interlocked!

Chai Qingshan quickly took a step back.

While Xue Songguan reminded him, his palm wiped the strings fiercely!

But a scene that made the blind female luthier feel sad and angry appeared, the assassin completely ignored the heavy blow to his chest, as if he didn't feel the slightest pain, and the four-foot long sword in his hand that was extremely slender as a willow leaf, without sword gang, without sword light, just pointed at Chai Qingshan's eyebrows, and cut straight down!

Beimang is a willow, and he is really the ghost of Li Fengshou!

On the line of life and death, Chai Qingshan still tried his best to hand over the last sword that might be the last sword in this life.

Piercing the man's heart.

This sect master of the Dongyue Sword Pool only hoped that this sword could pierce that person's heart.

It doesn't matter if I, Chai Qingshan, die, it's good if I can kill one more person.

Originally, he was supposed to take this opportunity to let Li Fengshou kill Chai Qingshan, and then the silver-armored martial artist hammered Wei Miao with his fists to kill Wei Miao, who was in turmoil.

That's a great situation for both!

But at this moment, Chai Qingshan suddenly realized that although his forehead was wiped out by the long sword, he only needed to add a little strength to break his head, and if he had more strength, it would not be difficult to split his body.

But that assassin with extremely treacherous swordsmanship chose to show mercy to his subordinates?

At the same time, it was the silver-armored military general of Beimang Orange Prefecture who held the festival order Murong Baoding, as if he had been immobilized by an immortal, and wasted a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to punch.

Chai Qingshan's eyes widened, Rao is an experienced kendo master like the old man, and he felt that the picture in front of him was too absurd!

The body of the Northern Assassin in front of him was suspended in the air, his arms drooped, and the willow-leaf sword fell to the ground.

A piece of willow Li Feng's head was grabbed by someone behind him with one hand around his neck and lifted in the air!

Murong Baoding didn't dare to move, he was too honest to speak.

Even if he could see the man's back clearly.

That purple and gold python robe!

The king of Beiliang who broke through the sea of clouds and returned to the world, Xu Fengnian.

The young vassal king's five fingers were like hooks, completely blowing up the qi in the body of this willow.

The soft and boneless Li Fengshou pulled the corners of his mouth, smiling gloomily.

In an instant, Wei Miao wanted to punch, and Chai Qingshan wanted to make a sword, but they were too much slower.

The two top martial arts masters believed that even if they were at their peak, they would not be able to stop the surprise attack of Beimang's third "assassin".

The young vassal king suffered an unimaginable blow to his back, and after a slight shift in his footsteps, the whole person bypassed Chai Qingshan and crashed into the towering walls of the northern city.

Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan retreated almost at the same time.

I didn't think that the man had no idea of chasing and killing the two of them, he stood in place, looked at the root of the city wall, and sneered: "I really want to die!"

You Xu Fengnian didn't obediently hide on the sea of clouds, relying on Deng Tai'a's protection to completely stabilize the qi, and dared to fall back to the battlefield to save others?!

Murong Baoding glanced at the man standing beside him, with mixed feelings.

Even if he knew that they were in the same camp, the identities of the two sides were not very different, but Murong Baoding still couldn't help but feel like a big enemy, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Murong Baoding asked in a low voice, "What should I do with a piece of willow?"

The burly man, surrounded by eighteen golden dragons, did not speak.

Murong Baoding's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't continue to ask.

Under the walls of the North City, in the shade of the shadows, Xu Fengnian, who was facing the battlefield with his back, still held Li Fengshou's neck, the latter was clinging to the wall, his whole face was bloody and blurred, and his body was not an exaggeration to describe it as broken bones.

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "I didn't die last time, but this time I should die, right?"

This Beimang Liu, whose true identity is extremely hidden and prominent, grinned slightly, as if he wanted to laugh happily, but he couldn't laugh out loud, and said hoarsely and vaguely: "I'm better than dead a long time ago, and I won't lose anything if I have you Xu Fengnian to accompany me to the funeral." ”

Xu Fengnian sighed.

Li Fengshou slowly closed his eyes, relieved, as if he had obtained the greatest relief, and said intermittently: "Don't worry...... I'm really dead this time...... It's just that in the end, I will tell you a secret, I don't need Tuoba Bodhisattva to help me take revenge, I Li Fengshou ...... You can, Xu Fengnian, do you believe it or not?"

Xu Fengnian twisted his neck and said with a smile: "You guess?"

Throwing away the corpse casually, Xu Fengnian turned around and looked up at the sky.

He knew what Tuoba Bodhisattva was waiting for.

The suppression of the Heavenly Dao that Beimang had planned long ago had two effects, first to consume his Northern Cool Qi, which was the thing that the Heavenly Immortals cared about the most, and then by the way, to destroy his own physique and add icing on the cake to the Beimang Military God again.

Just because he didn't expect that the many immortals led by Zhao Changling would fall in Beiliang, adding so much qi to Beiliang, and then Deng Tai'a rushed to the scene with Tai'a in his hand and slashed away with a sword in the air, so that the pillar of light that was only willing to target himself had to be withdrawn early.

As for where half of the Heavenly Dao is, Xu Fengnian doesn't know, and he doesn't care, but it must have something to do with this dead willow, almost Li Fengshou as an introduction, whoever kills this Li Mibi's illegitimate son will provoke the next suppression, Xu Fengnian is sure that even if he doesn't take the initiative to kill Li Fengshou, this madman will stretch his neck to cut himself, maybe Li Fengshou's deeper identity will be a certain immortal, in his previous life, he was either the monarch of the dead country who was destroyed by Xu Xiao, or he simply traced back to the roots before Daqin, in short, it was an old account that could not be broken for several lifetimes by reasoning, Xu Fengnian had already seen it, and the debts were not pressing, but since there is no next life, I will solve it in this life!

Xu Fengnian stepped out of the shadows step by step.

Up and down the city, I saw this king with a different surname from Yang tearing off the python robe!

Dressed like snow.

Just like when the white clothes came out of Liangzhou!

This young man, who no longer does bullshit and leaves the Yang Domain, smiled brightly for no reason, and then raised his head and said loudly: "Xu Xiao's eldest son, Xu Fengnian is here to die!"