Zhangwu County because of a sudden plague, every family hung up the white silk, today came to the Shuihe Temple of the county soldiers, everyone mourned the soldiers, before the completion of the mission, they will never go home.

Just now, there were about fifteen or sixteen Zhangwu sentries who were ordered to stay on the periphery, and under the premise that all the four hundred county soldiers lost their ability to fight, these fifteen or six people, which were also the only people left in the four hundred county soldiers who could fight, at this moment, they had formed a small formation and slowly marched towards the statue of Lao Jun.

I saw three people standing in front of the shield; Two people on both sides hold hooks and short spears, and the three people in front of the shield are in a small semicircle; Behind the shield, the four of them revealed the divination halberd through the gap in the big shield, and the small array suddenly looked like a fried hedgehog; The commander of the army holds the axe in his hand and lives behind the halberd; Two crossbowmen stood at the side of the chief; There are also four people holding ring-headed broadswords, with their backs against crossbowmen to cover the back, and a group of soldiers and horses are closely connected, and under the central command of Shi Chang, they slowly advance.

This scene made the dead soldiers who had been in the military for more than ten years couldn't help but praise 'Fan Tingnan's military horses are well-trained'.

Under the leadership of Shi Chang, this squad was tightly arranged and advanced in an orderly manner. Where the team passed, the limp soldiers on the ground looked at the team of men and horses, and they all cast hopeful looks.

This small team is their last hope!

Wucai Zhenren still didn't open his eyes, didn't raise his head, and didn't move his eyelids, as if he was in the void, and foreign objects had nothing to do with him.

Said to be slow, then fast, this team was under the statue of Lao Jun in a blink of an eye, and the five talents were still as immobile as a mountain, which made the commander of the army very angry, and the move of the five talents was tantamount to contempt for their line, which made him unacceptable.

So, the two sides did not talk, with the order of the chief, the crossbowman immediately poked his head out, the double crossbow fired together, the feather arrows floated, the five cai real people raised their hands casually, and the feather arrows were swept away one by one, and then, there was no more...

As high as seven or eight feet of the statue of Lao Jun, this team of people can not climb, climb or climb, as long as a halberd, but they can't even touch Lao Jun's crotch, let alone hold a short soldier and connect with the five talents, the situation has a short confrontation, and the scene was very embarrassing.

Wucai Zhenren was calm, and suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and muttered in a slight whisper, "Ants shake the tree, and they don't measure themselves." ”

The voice fell, and in an instant, a spear carried a slight sound of breaking the wind, and suddenly killed, and the spear stabbed straight into the arms of the statue of Lao Jun, under the statue of Lao Jun, the shield soldiers at the front of the formation suddenly dispersed, and a strong man rushed out of the array, and the broad knife in the hand of the big man swept to the bottom of the statue of Lao Jun.

These are two Fan Family Shaking Tree Realm martial artists, they did it!

The two of them moved almost at the same time, the calculation was in place, the big man with a knife swept the Lao Jun statue under the plate, with brute force, so that the Lao Jun statue collapsed, taking advantage of the old road body falling, a shot in advance, just right to stab in the whereabouts of the five real people, time, opportunity, strength, accuracy, just right, and very ingenious with the cooperation, if you go according to this assumption, this old way is either dead or injured.

As expected, under the joint efforts of the two, Lao Jun fell like a broken gun, and the figure of the five talents fell down, but the literati in the upper realm, how could they be hit by a blow so easily. Just when the two of them were secretly happy, Wucai Zhenren's right hand brushed the dust slightly, and gently rolled the same falling Lao Jun like a beard, with a little bit of strength, his figure quickly flashed away, and the gun that was waiting for good news in mid-air suddenly fell into the air.

This is not the end, Wucai Zhenren took advantage of the momentum to volley around, and handed out a palm lightly downward, accurately slapping the gun-wielding martial artist who could not borrow his strength in mid-air, and the martial artist plummeted in response, slammed into a thick pine tree on the side of the courtyard, and vomited out a mouthful of blood, seriously injured, and could no longer move.

Look at the sturdy martial artist holding a broadsword on the ground, when he swept with a knife, when the Wucai real person jumped up, he deliberately added a force to the statue of Lao Jun, after the martial artist swept out, although he cut off the statue of Lao Jun, but because of the afterburner of the five real people, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the injury was not light, and it was difficult to fight again.

To put it mildly, the duo's attack ended in failure.

At this moment, Wucai Zhenren stood in front of the collapsed statue of Lao Jun, neatly dressed, undamaged, and undisturbed.

The martial artists of the lower realm fought against the literati of the upper realm, in the eyes of a master like the Wucai Zhenren, the martial artists of the Shaking Tree Realm were as small as ants, and it was no wonder that the Wucai Zhenren wanted to say 'self-immeasurable'.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly rose from the distance, a flying sword wrapped in a fierce Lan Gang, screaming and rushing quickly, on the hilt of the sword, the word 'Chen' condensed by pine resin was particularly conspicuous, shining in the sun, and in an instant, the sword body had been deceived by the old road five steps away, "Stone Whale Sword" The third type of stone whale penetrated the sea, and was used by the dead Shichen in full heyday, full force, it was really like a rainbow.

When the sword of 'Chen' flew to the ground, the old way was ' Zi Yu sighed in admiration, stretched forward the dust and shook it lightly, like a vortex wrapped around the Lan Gangchen sword, just at the moment when the Chen sword was about to stab the façade of the Wucai real person, the thin figure of the Wucai real person suddenly flashed to the side of the Chen Jian sword body, took a deep breath, and the dust flashed a little dazzling white light, and violently forced, the seemingly gentle dust wrapped the momentum of the Lan Gangchen sword, and smashed it on the loess brick ground on the other side, leaving a one-foot-deep pit, and then, the Wucai real person bent over and bowed his back, whisked the dust again, smashed to the loess brick ground on the other side, and left a pit, every time he smashed it, the blue gang on the sword faded a little, and smashed to the ninth blow, Chen Jian was like a dead thing'Lying' on the ground, I was kicked by the old way, and I don't know where it fell.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and they were all shocked by the fierce and crazy scene staged by the real people of Wucai.

"Guests in the distance, but there is a second sword?"

Wucai Zhenren opened his small eyes and shouted in the direction of Liu Yi's master and apprentice, the voice was neither light nor heavy, and it just happened to reach the ears of the two.

Dead Shichen's face turned pale, he shook his head helplessly, let out a sigh, and said to Liu Yi beside him with some bitterness, "I, an old fisherman, went to sea and encountered pirates again." These five talents are really refining and refining qi, gasifying gods, and the gods are still empty, and they have entered the realm of imperial arts. Imperial Realm, that's a top master of the first line of mysteries, if he wants to kill people, I'm afraid this place will already be full of corpses. Yi'er, let's go, get the sword back, I'm afraid it's useless today! ”

Liu Yi thought so, nodded and said, "The realm of the five talents is outstanding, and thousands of troops are here, and they may not be opponents." Yi'er thinks that we should also think long-term and outwit the best. Moreover, Yi'er felt that the Zhangwu plague seemed to have another hidden secret. ”

Just as the master and apprentice were about to get close to take their swords and leave, Dead Shichen seemed to notice something, his pupils suddenly dilated, he looked into the distance, and exclaimed urgently, "Wait! Wait a minute! This, this is ......! ”

Liu Yi followed the gaze of the dead Shichen, and saw that not far away, there was a well-proportioned man wearing a hat, a gray shirt, a coat, and a well-proportioned figure, who was drifting from the side of the master and apprentice to the Shuihe Temple.

The mysterious man's pace was not fast, but his body was looming, one breath at a time, one step at a time, methodical, and in an instant, he arrived at the door of Shuiheguan, Liu Yi rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that he was not dazzled, he looked at the dead Shichen, "Master, who is this master?" The body is so elegant, like a dragon! ”

"Contemporary Mojia Juzi, Han Li." Dead Shichen was obviously a little excited.

Liu Yi carefully recalled what was recorded in the book and muttered, "Muzhou Momen is the one who holds the bull's ear, Juzi Han Li? ”

Dead Shichen nodded slightly and explained, "The Mo family was originally an academic sect, about the Warring States Period, founded by the immortal sage Mo Zhai. Child, you have read a lot of books, you must also know that this Mohist advocates both love, non-attack, thrift, Ming ghosts, Tianzhi, there are many disciples, and all over the north of the empire, Momen, as the only sect in the empire that comprehensively inherits the Mohist culture, has always been virtuous and chivalrous, helping the poor and the weak, although low-key, but the strength should not be underestimated. Han Li is the leader of contemporary chivalry and is admired by the world. ”

Liu Yi nodded in agreement, "Master, Yi'er has spent time in the book, the Mo family is a chivalrous man, and it is a respectable sect. But what is the structure of the inside of the ink gate? ”

Dead Shichen looked at Han Li with admiration on his face, and said to Liu Yi, "Legend of the rivers and lakes, the Mo family generally has an inner door, an outer door, and a law gate. ”

Liu Yi lowered his head and pondered, recalling his father's teachings: Mozi worships heaven and ghosts and gods exactly, and Mozi believes that these will in the dark must always find a force in the human world to prevent the crowd from falling into decadence and going astray, and this power is his Mozi and the Mojia he founded. The reason why the sword of justice of the Mo family is invincible in the world is, fundamentally speaking, this is the will of the Heavenly Dao and the power of ghosts and gods. The reason why God chose the Mohist family is because Mozi has extraordinary natural character and learning skills, and the ideas he believes in can speak on behalf of God, can distinguish good and evil grievances in the world on behalf of ghosts and gods, and can punish evil and promote good like a mountain.

At the end of Liu Quansheng's speech, he said to Liu Yi earnestly, "Actually, Lao Mozi forgot one thing, and the desire of the people is the root of the invincibility of the Mo family!" ”

Liu Yi finished thinking about it, turned his head to look at Han Li standing in front of the Shuihe Gate, and sighed, "This Momen is like a well-armed elite soldier!" ”

Dead Shichen showed a yearning look on his face and talked eloquently, "There are too many legends about the Mo family!" Not to mention, it is rumored that during the Three Kingdoms period, Prime Minister Zhuge invented magic weapons such as wooden oxen and flowing horses, Zhuge crossbows, etc., and it was the outer disciples of the Mo family who were responsible for mass manufacturing; During the period of Emperor Xiaoren, Gongyan Cheng Ma Jun was the chief disciple of the outer gate, and today's Xiongcheng Chang'an, to a certain extent, can be regarded as a masterpiece of Momen; In recent years, the current emperor Liu Yan has built the Great Wall in northern Xinjiang, and it seems that there is also the shadow of the Mo family. ”

"And this Juzi Han Li, after ascending the throne, will continue the low-key style of the past dynasties, rarely show up on the rivers and lakes, it is said that when Han Li was a teenager, he was determined to calm the world's injustices, and wherever he went, the wicked were terrified! Come on, Yi'er, sit, there's a good show today! No matter what, let's see his mother fight first, hahaha! Watching the masters fight and kill is the perfect opportunity for my generation to participate in the Taoism. ”

Liu Yi nodded in response, and said with a smile, "If you watch a play for nothing, a fool won't watch it!" ”

Dead Shichen swept away a piece of snow on the hillock and pulled Liu Yi to sit on the ground.

The two were in high spirits and waited to watch a big fight.