Wu Long had just rushed over, and he forced himself to stop, because he saw more than one phantom, in addition to the suspicious assassin at the beginning, there were two faint images guarding Yue Heng's side, one left and one right!

"Another Zhuhai?"

"No, Hou Huan is here too?"

"Oh my God! This poem is not finished! He also summoned three illusions at once, who can tell me whether these three phantoms have attack power or not?"

"It's so godly!" I dare to guarantee that this poem will definitely become the standard for military Chinese generals, and will be widely used on the battlefield to kill the enemy with many assassins!"

Not only Wooddragon is afraid, but most viewers are also afraid, this poem is really endless, when is it the end?

Only Yue Heng knows best in his heart, how many people are there in this poem?

The story of Xinling Jun stealing talismans to save Zhao is known to everyone in the world, one of the four gentlemen of the Warring States, although he was not rated as a martial saint or a literary saint, but in a sense, he is not less well-known than Bai Qi of his contemporaries.

The most important thing is that Xinlingjun is a royal clan, and this identity makes him very popular with later generations of people in power and the upper class, such as these royal relatives and relatives present, Shangshu Xiangguo, everyone is full of good feelings for poetry and writing, and it is very easy to resonate.

The civil and military officials in the audience stood up, moved by Yue Heng's poems, and resonated in the rhythm of "Guangling San".

Wood Dragon in the Storm Vortex is the only one who has been shielded, and the chapter of taking Han is coming to an end, and he won't have a chance if he doesn't do it again!

Rumble!

Wood Dragon's body burned with black light, just like a martial soul erupting at a moment of life and death, and a monstrous killing intent rushed into the sky. The black shadow rushed straight to Yue Heng in the performance. Lightning-fast!

"No!" shouted in unison in horror. They really didn't expect that Wu Long would stab Yue Heng with a sharp sword, Huo Zhiyun and Min Ruogu screamed in fright, and Meng Tian and the other ladies who were a little far away screamed even more!

"Thief dares!" Cao Tongpu was furious, and his scalp almost exploded!

Boom!

Tai'a sword was unsheathed, and Cao Tongpu held the sword wind hostage and rushed straight to the center of the storm!

Bang bang!

Chu Yaotian and Meng Zhan each smashed the seats under them, and Zongyun kicked to blow up the seats around them, and their bodies burst up. The two of them flew to the warband at the same time!

The two of them were obviously going to the center of the storm to separate everyone, but they were actually worried that the other party would be ruthless, and the two ninth-level martial sects wanted to stop each other!

King Chu You didn't have time to react at all, even if he realized what was going on, he was slow to speak out to stop him.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, Yue Heng at the center of the storm was still playing the piano peacefully, and Wooddragon was only one step away from him, already within a zhang!

Cao Tongpu is still five zhang away, no one can save Yue Heng at this moment, only himself!

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The two phantoms moved. One person makes the hammer, it is Zhu Hai. A person spit out a sword in his mouth, it was Hou Huan, Wu Long's body couldn't stop, and the long sword danced with a piece of light and shadow, and the golden hammer collided in turn, stirring up the sword.

Within a single zhang, there was such a powerful combat power, as if separated by ten thousand ravines, Wu Long couldn't break through, and was deeply trapped in the attack vortex of Zhu Hai and Hou Huan!

The poem is not finished, and the last paragraph of "Chivalrous Journey" was also coldly finished by Yue Heng:

“......

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

Sou!

The possessed phantom that had not moved disappeared, and instantly appeared behind Woodlon, and with a pop, the illusory sword shadow pierced Woodlon's chest!

The assassin only needs one move!

The rhythm of the music has not stopped, the main part of "Guangling San", the biggest Gao Dynasty "taking Han" ended, Nie Zheng killed Xia Ti, Xia Ti looked at the sharp blade on his chest in disbelief and recognized Nie Zheng's face clearly.

Xia was tired and must not have known why Nie Zheng wanted to kill him before he died, he had made countless enemies in his life, and he had long thought that he would have such a day.

Before he knelt on the ground, Wooddragon probably didn't think that he had made countless enemies in his life, and he never thought that he would lose to a literati.

Call!

Before Cao Tongpu got closer, a huge literati divine sense controlled his Tai'a Sword, which was Yue Heng's handwriting, and Tai'a Sword took Cao Tongpu away from the center of the storm without approaching within three zhangs.

Bang bang!

Meng Zhan and Chu Yaotian had frequent dark energy, their fists and feet were combined, they did not use weapons, and they did not break out the power of martial spirits, the two quickly exchanged a few moves, and found that the battle in the center of the storm was over, and they knew that it was useless for them to come forward again, so they each shook off their opponents and returned to their seats.

The civil and military officials were silent, they had no way to understand the inside story of the battle on the field, they only knew that Wu Long seemed to be kneeling, General Cao was shocked away, General Meng and General Chu jumped out and made a few moves, and then jumped back inexplicably.

The whole poem of "Chivalrous Journey" has been read, and "Guangling San" is not over yet.

Next, there are chapters such as death, anti-soul, chongguan, anger, martyrdom, accepting people, fame, throwing swords, etc., the resonance power of Fuxi Xingchen runs through the whole melody, Yue Heng is not stingy, and uses the Jiaomu Yaoqin in his hand to exert the power of "Guangling San" to the extreme!

Wood Dragon maintained a strange posture, he knelt on his knees, held the sword pestle in one hand, and tried to support his body, a faint phantom sword pierced his chest, piercing through the back to the front, but the assassin phantom disappeared again, and Zhu Hai and Hou Ying also returned to Yue Heng's side to guard.

Yue Heng played expressionlessly, as if he was not affected by the outside world, Wu Dlong knelt in front of him on his knees like this, his body moved slightly, but he couldn't stand up, the person didn't die, and the wound didn't bleed, as if he was nailed here!

"Your Majesty!"

After Chu Yaotian jumped back to his seat, he shouted to King Chu You for the first time, wanting King Chu You to come forward and stop Yue Heng's playing.

"Your Majesty!"

Not to be outdone, Meng Zhan shouted, he was very sure that Yue Heng had won, even if he turned his face with Chu Yaotian on the spot, he would stop the conspiracy of this group of shameless people!

King Chu You was so frightened that it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he didn't hear anything shouted by the two Aiqing at all.

Although he was protected by a magic circle all around, this kind of close-range assassination, killing with one blow and defeating the enemy with one move, the top martial artist didn't even have the strength to fight back, this scene was completely beyond his imagination.

The eighth-level commander is fatal with one blow!

Wooddragon is an eighth-level commander!

"Could it be that Lone is already old?" King Chu You was shocked, and began to deeply doubt his life.

After the Bai Chu incident that year, no monarch dared to go out in person, and King Chu You was no exception, he handed over all the war in Chu to the Zhenyuan Army and the Qin Wang Army, he only saw the tragedy of the war from the report of the Ministry of Military Affairs and Culture, but he had never seen a master like this.

"Wu Aiqing, is he dead?" King Chu You finally came back to his senses and asked the key question. (To be continued.) )