Yu Lianzhou pointed his sword forward, glanced at Cao Duhua and the others, and then the entire sword body was more than twice as large, and then it was broken strangely. It's a little inappropriate to say that it's broken, because the sword is still connected, broken into eight sections, but it seems that there is a mysterious force that continues to connect, like nine short swords connected.

Cao Duhua and the others had never seen such a strange thing, and they felt a lot of pressure in their hearts, but they still stubbornly said, "Take it for me." Then the group attacked Yu Lianzhou.

Cao Duhua and others were shocked by this fight, the long sword in Yu Lianzhou's hand was very weird, sometimes it suddenly became longer, sometimes it could be bent, so that a lot of people suffered a lot, and in the end, this sword became a nine-handled short sword, surrounding Yu Lianzhou's body seemed to be fighting separately, but it seemed to have some kind of inexplicable law, it seemed to be defensive but offensive, very weird. And Yu Lianzhou's kung fu is not weak, his fists are like thunder, his palms are like waves, and he is very strong. The body technique is even more secretive, like a fallen leaf tossed in the wind, and the sword does not touch the body.

The nine short swords are fast, making people unguardable, Cao Duhua tried to shoot them down, but they are too small and too flexible, every time they are a fraction of a second, once or twice can be said to be luck, but this time it also made Cao Duhua understand how difficult it is to shoot it down, plus its own strength, it only took a moment to kill several guards, and more were injured. Cao Duhua's pressure has increased greatly.

And Yu Lianzhou's pressure is also not small, because these guards are all good hands, although their personal strength is mediocre in their eyes, but this battle array combination is extraordinary, attacking the enemy will be saved, and there is a degree of wheel defense, it is not an exaggeration to say that these guards are not a problem to block a hundred with ten, and a thousand with a hundred. And there are also Cao Duhua and Lu Zichang on the side to command and assist.

"What a weird weapon, what the hell is this?" Although Changsun Zhi stood a little farther away, he could still see the situation in the field. I couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"I've never seen it before, if I were to face this person alone, I'm afraid it would..." Although Wei Chigong had not finished speaking, the eldest grandson already knew what he meant.

"Oh, you're not even a match for this man?" Li Ji'an's voice came from the side.

Changsun Zhi and Wei Chigong turned around to find that the saint had come to their side. The two hurriedly dismounted and saluted the saint.

"Saint, it's dangerous here.... Before the eldest grandson finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Ji'an raising his hand. "It doesn't matter, if you can't protect me, it's the same everywhere." Li Ji'an said casually.

"Is this man really that powerful?" Li Ji'an looked at the fight and asked again.

"I don't dare to hide it from the saint, it is." Wei Chigong replied.

Hearing Wei Chigong's answer, Li Jixin was shocked, he knew Wei Chigong's strength, and he didn't dare to say that he was the most powerful among the generals, but he still belonged to the top. Then he looked in the direction of the Assassins. This look was surprised and asked, "What kind of weapon is this?" ”

"I don't know." Both returned at the same time.

Yu Lianzhou consumed a lot of spiritual energy at this time, but the guards seemed to be endless, and the surroundings were already full of crossbowmen on standby, Yu Lianzhou knew that it would be impossible to escape death today. was about to fight for his life in a few people, but a touch of red yellow came into his eyes, and then he knew which nobleman he had offended, and he also understood why these "government soldiers" were so difficult. At the same time, a crazy thought breeds in the bottom of my heart. If you become yourself, you will be under one person and above ten thousand.

"Yes, Yu Lianzhou has seen the saint, and he has no intention of ramming the saint, and he hopes that the saint will spare his life." Yu Lianzhou shouted loudly. Although he shouted like this, he didn't stop moving in his hands, otherwise there would be life in the hands of Cao Duhua, who was red-eyed, and the guards. It's just that the hand is left in the hand after all. Don't ask for people's lives. Cao Duhua and the others have greatly reduced their pressure.

Whether it was Cao Duhua, the eldest grandson, or Li Ji'an, they didn't expect to hear such a sentence suddenly.

"In this case, lay down your sword and surrender, and spare your life." Li Ji'an said.

"The saint has a life, and he dares not to obey." Yu Lianzhou was overjoyed when he heard the sage's words, and shouted back at the same time. These words were shouted to the saints, and they were also shouted to Cao Duhua and the guards. After replying, he really dropped his weapon and did not resist. And his weapon instantly returned to its original size, scattered on the ground.

Cao Duhua breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and he and the guards didn't dare not listen to the saint's words, but it was inevitable to take the opportunity to retaliate. They all hit Yu Lianzhou with the back of a knife, and Yu Lianzhou was in pain but didn't dare to resist. Cao Duhua hit Yu Lianzhou in the back of the head with a heavy knife, knocking him unconscious. Although the attack was heavy, it would not kill him. The Praetorian then tied him up and brought him to the saint.

"The bandit has been arrested in front of the Holy Might, and the Holy Saint is asked to send it down." Cao Duhua pressed the unconscious Yu Lianzhou to the saint and said after kneeling.

Only then did everyone see Yu Lianzhou's appearance, a young man, nothing special about his dress, but there was a terrifying scar on his face, which seemed to have been left since childhood, and half of his face was no different from carrion.

"Bring me his weapon." Li Ji'an had just seen the strangeness of his weapon, and he was also very curious.

"No. Present. Cao Duhua shouted to a janitarian guard.

A janissary stepped forward and put the put away weapons into the imperial presentation plate and presented them to the saint.

Li Ji'an picked up a puzzled section and asked, "This is his weapon?" ”

"Back to the saints, exactly." Cao Duhua Road.

"Eldest grandson, take a look." Li Ji'an put the weapon back into the imperial plate and waved his hand to the guard.

The eldest grandson picked it up and looked at it, and then he was also puzzled, Wei Chigong was the same, and the rest of the generals were a little far away and didn't know why they were so interested in this bandit's weapon.

Not to mention that the saint and the eldest grandson were puzzled, Cao Duhua saw it for the first time, this is an ordinary weapon, nothing special.

Changsun Zhi and Wei Chi Gong understood that the key was still in the person who used this weapon, and the saint naturally understood it.

"You immediately take someone and take them to Jinwu Prison." Li Ji'an said to Cao Duhua.

"No." Cao Duhua was overjoyed, and it seemed that he didn't need to be punished. After returning, he got up and retreated with the unconscious Yu Lianzhou.

"Keep hunting." After Li Ji'an finished speaking, he rode away.

I look at you, I look at you, you look at me, they are all a little helpless. Although there is no interest at the moment, there is no way to cooperate with the saint. However, Li Ji'an got on the horse and ran for less than two steps, and the whole person was staggering, but fortunately, a janissary guard hurriedly shouted, "Saint." "Although the officials found out about the situation, it was too far away to help. However, in order to protect the saint, Wei Ping has been observing the surrounding movements around the saint at all times, and when he heard the shouts of the guards, he didn't think much about it, so he subconsciously jumped up from the horse, and used himself as a cushion to catch the saint who fell from the horse with skillful strength.

A group of officials gathered around at this time, their expressions were very panicked, because the saint was already unconscious, and a sixtieth imperial doctor who accompanied him hurriedly stepped forward to check the pulse of the saint.

After a while, the Tai Doctor said: "The saint is fine, but the anger attacks the heart, causing the old wind to dizzy, just rest for a while." ”

Everyone knew that the saint suffered from wind dizziness, and he was relieved after listening to the words of the imperial doctor.

At this time, the saint was in a coma, and in terms of official position or title, he was the eldest grandson and the highest. "General Lao sent the saint back to the palace to recuperate." The eldest grandson said directly to Wei Ping. Wei Ping responded, "No." ”。 Then he turned to the crowd: "The saint is unconscious, let's send the saint back to the palace first." ”

"That's the best." A number of officials arrived.

Halfway through the journey, Li Ji'an woke up and found that he was already in the dragon bowl, and the accompanying eunuch Gao Yuan found that the saint had woken up and hurriedly shouted, "Saint, you are awake, but you are still uncomfortable, do you want to call Imperial Doctor Zhang to take a look at you?" As he spoke, he went to help him up.

Li Ji'an got up and said slowly: "Let Ke use it." "Keyong is the word of Imperial Doctor Zhang.

The imperial physician looked very nervous when he entered the dragon bowl, Li Ji'an asked Gao Yuan to go down, and only Li Ji'an and the imperial physician Zhang Keyong were left in the palace.

"Is there any nonsense?" Li Ji'an's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhang Keyong with a serious face and asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Keyong's expression became even more nervous, and he quickly knelt down and said, "The sage has commanded, and the old minister doesn't dare to talk nonsense." ”

"Hehe, seeing that you're scared, get up." Li Ji'an chuckled twice and said in a calm tone.

"Thank you, saint." Zhang Ke wiped the sweat from his forehead before slowly getting up.

Li Ji'an saw that Zhang Keyong looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, so he smiled and said: "If you have anything to say, if you don't believe you, can you still stand like this?" ”

"Then the old minister said." Zhang Ke said with a restrained expression.

Li Ji'an picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly, waiting for Zhang Keyong to speak.

"The saint still doesn't have to work, he still needs to meditate and recuperate, otherwise I'm afraid... Even.... Zhang Ke used the latter words, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Li Ji'an's expression darkened, and after putting down the teacup, he looked at Zhang Keyong and said, "How long can I live, to put it bluntly, I don't blame you." ”

"If it goes on like this for a long time, I'm afraid it will only be three or five years, and if it is peaceful and recuperating, it may be seven or eight years."

Hearing this, Li Ji'an still looked at Zhang Keyong, but the focus didn't know where it was, and sighed and said, "It's still too short!" ”