"Whoosh ......" More broken arrows were in the air, directly shooting Yang Shou who was caught on the wall.

Above, on the city wall, the monk wears a black robe, with a solemn face and slightly closed eyes.

As if unaware of the killing below.

Damn old monk.

Yang Shou cursed fiercely in his heart, he knew that as long as he tried to escape from above, then there was no doubt that the old monk above would immediately slap him to the ground.

The monk would not kill him, but he would never be allowed to escape.

As soon as his hand was released, Yang Shou fell to the ground in an instant.

At this moment, the edges of the streets and alleys on both sides flashed with firelight, illuminating Yang Shou and the right guards on both sides.

Suddenly, he saw a sword and shield hand holding a shield and a long knife, looking at Yang Shou with cold eyes.

Behind them, a crossbowman with a crossbow pointed at him, was changing his magazine.

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted: "Crossbowmen, retreat, longbowmen, up." ”

At the sound of the order, the crossbowmen immediately retreated to the sides, but behind them, more archers with longbows directly stepped forward.

Countless long arrows were aimed at Yang Shou in an instant, and the arrows were pitch black, all of them were broken arrows.

Yang Shou felt extremely creepy in an instant.

In the army, crossbowmen are relatively easy to train, but longbowmen are always the most difficult to train.

The range, the power of a single attack, the longbowman is far superior to the crossbowman.

Crossbowmen have a single ray, while longbowmen can change their attack methods at any time to change the attack path as needed, which is extremely difficult to prevent.

If it is a crossbow shot, Yang Shou has an eighty percent chance of dodging, and the two achievements that can't be dodged are the arrow on the ankle just now.

But now, the longbowmen attacked, and all the arrows they used were broken arrows, so Yang Shou was dead.

"Raise your bow, shoot your arrows, shoot them."

The cold order was issued in an instant, and countless long arrows shot towards Yang Shou like a rain of locusts.

In an instant, Yang Shou's whole person spun rapidly on the spot.

There was a rumor of wind, but it had already affected the long arrows that were fired.

The sound of "bang bang bang" kept ringing, and then I listened to "puff puff" ......

After a round of long arrows was fired, the rain of arrows scattered all over the sky, and countless long arrows were inserted into Yang Shou's body, so many that you couldn't even see his appearance.

"Archers, sword and shield bearers, slowly retreat." Among the right guard sergeants, the voice sounded again: "Crossbowman, prepare." ”

"Dugu Zhonglang General, do you really want to kill them all?" A voice suddenly came from Yang Shou, who was stuck like a hedgehog by a long arrow.

Yang Shou didn't die.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Dugu Shan held a long lance, rode a tall horse, and wore battle armor, and slowly walked up from the rear of many sergeants.

The one who can dodge this wave of broken arrows is definitely not Yang Shou, someone has come to help.

In an instant, I heard a "bang", and countless long arrows suddenly flew back directly from Yang Shan's body, and then fiercely pierced the soldiers on both sides.

At this moment, the lance in Dugushan's hand waved as quickly as a wheel.

All the swords that came into his swing were knocked to the ground with a bang.

But at the same time, a black figure, like a gentle flutter, slowly rose from the ground and floated directly to the city.

At this moment, the old monk on the city wall suddenly clasped his palms together and chanted sincerely: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

The words fell, and in an instant, a magnificent humanoid phantom figure as high as ten zhang suddenly appeared behind the old monk.

Buddha, the phantom of the Buddha.

That humanoid phantom is simply the phantom of the Buddha.

"Fa Xiang Zong." In an extremely hateful voice, the right palm of the humanoid phantom suddenly smashed directly towards the ground.

The law is like this, and God destroys demons.

The black figure and the right palm that had been slapped together slammed into each other.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had fallen directly to the ground.

The darkness spread in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was abruptly retracted.

A figure wearing a cyan robe and wearing a mask of the Fang Xiang clan stood directly in the alley.

Yang Shou stood respectfully behind him, and he didn't know when, the crossbow arrow on his ankle, as well as the wound caused by the crossbow arrow, were all gone.

The man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared, at the critical moment, directly saved Yang Shou's life.

The arrows fired by hundreds of right-guard crossbowmen were also blocked by him, and the strength of the strength can be seen.

"Longbowman, shoot!" Dugu Shan's cold voice sounded again.

The voice fell, and more arrows were already raining down on the cyan robe with even greater force.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, in an instant, the cyan robe suddenly flew up and hung directly above the figure's head.

The cyan robe flew around, and everything suddenly turned black.

All the arrows landed on the black robes, and in an instant they were completely submerged, and then completely disappeared.

Like the ruins of the abyss, all the bows and arrows were devoured, and the eyes of those who watched them were terrified.

The black robe flew up gently, instantly turning back into a cyan robe, and then landed directly on the man's body.

The man's gaze fell calmly on Dugu Shan's body, and behind him, Yang Shou, who was dressed in a black brocade robe, still looked calm, as if there was no change in him because of this.

Countless people at the scene saw this scene, and their breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

On the watchtower in the distance, Di Renjie stared at the man even more.

That kind of power is not at all something that ordinary people can have.

At this moment, the man raised his head and looked at Dugu Shan on the opposite side calmly: "Dugu Zhonglang General, can't you really open the net?" ”

"Tang Lu, the rebel, hanging; Parents, children, wives and children, those who are rebellious, shall be beheaded; Those who know but do not do it will flow 3,000 miles, and other family members and colleagues will be reduced by one. ”

Li Xuan's voice sounded calmly and indifferently in the streets and alleys.

Followed by Li Xuan, dressed in black and gold armor, riding a heavily armored horse, holding a long lance, with a cold face, slowly walked out from behind many soldiers.

Di Renjie, who was on the watchtower, turned his head suddenly, and Li Xuan and Ming Chongyan, who were originally standing beside him, didn't know when they had disappeared.

……

Everyone retreated to their sides at the same time, their blades hanging diagonally.

Even Dugushan, when he saw the long lance in Li Xuan's hand, couldn't help but bow his head slightly and let go.

"It turns out that it is the king of Nanchang who plans everything tonight." The man raised his head and looked at Li Xuan, his eyes flashing with a hint of abruptness.

"He who counts people, people are counted as people; Whoever seeks others, others also seek it. Li Xuan grabbed the war horse, the long lance in his hand slanted, with a cold cold light, looked up at the man, and said softly: "Since Your Excellency has come here today, then don't think about leaving." ”

[Ming An, the deputy pavilion master of Vientiane Pavilion, the master of Chang'an rudder and rudder, the great consummation of the Xuantian realm]

It's not that Li Xuan hasn't dealt with the deputy pavilion master of the Vientiane Pavilion, and Wang Chao, the deputy pavilion master of the Vientiane Pavilion before, had died directly in the hands of Li Xuan.

Now Ming'an, his strength is even higher than that of Wang Chao.

However, the current Li Xuan is no longer the original Li Xuan, his strength is much higher than at the beginning, not to mention that there are so many generals to assist tonight.

Killing a Ming An of the Great Perfection of the Xuanxian Realm is really nothing.

So, here, then don't go.

Li Xuan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and unnaturally fell on the vital point of Ming An's body, and the murderous aura suddenly overflowed.

At this moment, Ming An raised his head, looked at the roof behind him on the left, and asked softly, "Ming Chongyan, do you think so too?" ”

"Your Majesty has an order, this case is in charge of the King of Nanchang, and Poor Dao acts according to the order." Ming Chongyan waved the dust in his hand, and said softly: "However, Ming'an, Poor Dao also wants to see, how are you going to go tonight, this is Chang'an City, you have shown traces, and you can't leave for a while, so you will never want to go." ”

Ming An's face changed slightly, Ming Chongyan was right, this is Chang'an City, and there are countless masters.

Not to mention the moment, even now, I don't know how many masters are rushing here, and I don't know how many people are betting their eyes on it.

But even Ming Chongyan, who was standing on the roof on the left, and the old monk on the city wall on the right, were not easy to mess with.

There is also the king of Nanchang opposite.

Ming An lowered his head, and Leng Sen's gaze fell on Li Xuan.

On the right side, it was Li Xuan's smiling eyes.

"Jin Wuwei, form a formation." As soon as Li Xuan's words fell, behind him, fifty Jinwu Guard cavalry, all wearing heavy armor, slowly walked over.

The right guards around him immediately retreated, and their eyes were full of horror when they looked at the heavy horsemen.

Even Ming An couldn't help but change his face for a moment.

Heavy cavalry, the entire Chang'an City, only Jin Wuwei can take it out.

Qianniuwei is accustomed to light cavalry attacks, and the right guards, right guards and other guards are more limited to their own duties, and the heavy cavalry cannot be transferred into Chang'an City at all.

Therefore, there are only a group of Jin Wuwei who can move, and they are also the elite of Jin Wuwei, and without the emperor's holy decree, they can't be mobilized at all.

Just now, the right guard's broken Qi arrow failed to kill Ming An, so now, Jin Wu will kill people on heavy cavalry to see if he can kill him.

The long lance in Li Xuan's hand fell, looked at Ming An on the opposite side, and shouted indifferently: "Rush!" ”

With a "rush", the next moment, Li Xuan had already taken the lead in rushing.

At a distance of 100 meters, Li Xuan, who was dressed in black and gold armor, took the lead in sprinting, and the tall horse with full heavy armor under his crotch took the lead in rushing up at great speed.

Heavy riding, how is this possible.

Two words flashed in Ming An's mind in an instant, good horse.

The next moment, Li Xuan, with a majestic and powerful spear, had already stabbed in front of Ming An.

In an instant, Ming An's whole person looked awe-inspired, and the whole person was enlarged at an extremely fast pace in an instant, and his figure had been magnified several times in the blink of an eye.

A giant hand suddenly pressed straight towards the top of Li Xuan's head from above.

Li Xuan didn't raise his head at all, and in the extremely fast sprint, the wrist of his right hand instantly shook out countless shadows, sweeping towards his side like a mountain.

With a "bang", a figure dressed in black was smashed directly out of the darkness, and the giant hand above his head also smashed directly on Li Xuan's body at this moment.

With a "Zila" sound, the huge cyan robe was directly torn apart by the sudden sword light.

In an instant, the figure was divided into two, and Li Xuan continued to rush further forward.

And behind him, Ming An, who had just been smashed out of the darkness, had not yet reacted, and countless heavy lances had already slammed into his body.

There was a loud bang, and a figure was smashed into the wall.

Ming An, a Ming An covered with wounds, was bloodily inlaid on the wall.

At this moment, the biggest wound on his body was a nearly one-foot white flesh under his right rib, and the blood seeped out instantly, staining his black clothes red.

The cyan robe before was regarded by him as an illusion, but unfortunately, Li Xuan saw through it at a glance and smashed it with a sword.

But at this moment, Ming An's hateful gaze fell more on the lance in Li Xuan's hand, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Seven steps to measure the heavenly lance." ”

Broken, sharp.

The unequaled seven-step Heavenly Lance fell into Li Xuan's hands, and he didn't know how many opponents he had killed that far surpassed him.

Nowadays, Mingan is no exception.

At this moment, he clearly felt that death was approaching.

(End of chapter)