Under the dark night sky, on the long street on both sides of Anderfang, torches were held high, and it was bright.

Ming Chongyan stood on the roof, looking at Ming An, who was covered in blood in the streets and alleys, and the indifference in his eyes flashed.

I really don't know death, this is Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

Not to mention others, the king of Nanchang alone, this time he took out eighty percent of his strength, and he had already hit Ming'an, a strong man like the Great Perfection of the Xuanti with one blow.

The tactics of warfare.

Ming Chongyan stood on a high place and saw it most clearly.

Li Xuan used himself as an anchor point and directly locked on Ming'an.

Ming'an's Vientiane Divine Skill was directly broken by Li Xuan, and even the little tricks he secretly carried were all destroyed.

The extremely sharp seven-step Heavenly Lance directly tore apart the Yuan Qi of Ming An's body.

Caught off guard, Ming An was immediately injured, and before he could react, countless heavy cavalry lances had already slammed into his body.

His Vientiane Divine Skills can't be used at all.

Ming Chongyan's gaze moved away from the bloody Ming An, and fell on Li Xuan on the other side of the long street.

It can be seen that Li Xuan has made too many preparations for today's battle.

Especially after knowing that it is the Vientiane Pavilion that is behind the ghost now, all kinds of exercises about the Vientiane Pavilion have continuously fallen into Li Xuan's hands.

Look at Ming'an today, you can know how well prepared Li Xuan is.

……

In a very short time, a whole group of heavily armored cavalry had completely turned around.

Li Xuan was still at the forefront of everyone, and the sharp lance, with bright red blood, slowly dripped to the ground.

Li Xuan raised his head and looked at Ming An in the distance.

Although Ming An was covered in injuries at the moment, he didn't seem to be injured at all, and even Li Xuan's fatal lance just now was dodged by him at the critical moment.

But an injury is an injury, and if there is too much blood, it will also kill people.

Li Xuan raised his hand and raised the lance, and everyone on his side, at the same time, followed by the lance.

A whole row of long lances, like undulating water waves, hides endless killing opportunities.

There was the sound of heavy breathing in his ears, followed by Cui Ding on the left side of Li Xuan's body, and two small iron melon hammers hung on the side of the horse; On Li Xuan's right is Qin Ming, the family tradition of the sharp lance method, and the damage caused is only below Li Xuan.

"Kill!" With a low shout, without giving Ming An much time, Li Xuan had already rushed over first.

Fifty heavily armored cavalry started at the same time in an instant, all of them breathed the same breath, and the lance fell at the same angle, and in an instant, the horses that were sprinting with all their strength had already killed in front of Ming An's body, and the sharp long lance pierced the center of Ming An's chest.

A black short knife slipped down from Ming An's hand, and this time, he was surprised that he didn't dodge and retreat, but held the short knife upside down in his right hand, and slashed at Li Xuan's stabbing lance.

With a "bang", Li Xuan's incomparably heavy long lance directly smashed into Ming An's short knife, and the sharp lance swept straight past his left shoulder, and blood suddenly bloomed.

Countless blades, waves swept by, and a blood-red figure had been smashed and flew up, like rags.

Yang Shou, who had been standing under the wall, couldn't help but change his face, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

But subconsciously, Yang Shou still took a step forward and reached out to take Ming An directly.

With a "bang", a figure was slammed into the wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Severe pain came from his body, Yang Shou lowered his head in disbelief, and suddenly saw hundreds of large and small wounds suddenly appearing on his body.

The deepest ones were under the ribs and on the left shoulder, and the blood gushed out like crazy.

Yang Shou subconsciously wanted to mobilize the Yuan Qi in his body to stop the bleeding, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that the Yuan Qi in his body had all disappeared all at once.

It's like the cultivation in his body, it's like never there.

Vientiane Divine Skill, Vientiane Divine Skill.

Yang Shou subconsciously raised his head and looked at Ming An with a face full of disbelief, Vientiane Divine Skill still had such a function.

Ming An stood under the firelight, although his whole body was soaked with blood, his injuries had fully recovered, and even Yuan Qi had recovered to eighty percent.

Ming An turned around and looked at Li Xuan under the heavy armor opposite.

Li Xuan, as well as the group of Jin Wuwei behind him, although their bodies were not damaged, the horses under their crotches were already gasping heavily.

Although it is still possible to continue to perform one or two more dash kills, it is already difficult to re-inflict on Mingan.

"Deceive yourself, deceive others; Deceive, deceive. Li Xuan pressed on the horse slightly, and the tall horse under his crotch instantly quieted down, he raised his head, stared at Ming An, and said softly: "The Wanxiang Pavilion exercises are mysterious, and this king has learned it." ”

"Like oneself, like a man; Like the heart, like the sky. Ming An looked at Li Xuan, gently rotated the black short knife in his hand with his right hand, and a slight chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If the prince has a heart, this seat can teach one or two." ”

"If Mr. can survive, this king will not hesitate to ask for advice or two." Li Xuan urged the horse slightly, took two steps forward, and the group of Jin Wuwei who stretched out their hands followed closely.

Ming An seemed to have transferred the injury to Yang Shou's body, but the huge amount of blood that had passed in his body before was impossible to turn over.

If he does turn around, then he really doesn't know how to die.

……

Ming An stared at Li Xuan, and said with a sneer in his eyes: "It seems that the prince is still unwilling, so it's okay, then this seat will teach the prince well." ”

At present, although the crisis of Ming'an has been temporarily contacted, above the head, there is still Ming Chongyan, as well as the old monk of the Great Chong'en Temple.

If you want to escape safely, then the only way is to catch Li Xuan.

This was Ming An's idea at the beginning, but unfortunately, Li Xuan easily refused to give him this opportunity.

Just with that heavy armor, even if Ming An catches Li Xuan, it will be a serious drag, but there is no way, with Li Xuan in hand, he will be easier after all.

Looking at Li Xuan's posture of being ready to move, although a trace of joy rose in Ming An's heart, he immediately suppressed this joy.

Although the king of Nanchang is young, he is not easy to deal with, and with the cultivation of the first realm of the Xuanti, he will be forced to come here, in case he needs any backhand, be careful of turning the tables in the gutter.

The first realm of the Xuan Fetus, Li Xuan showed in the bright shore, and the cultivation in the eyes of everyone present, only the first realm of the Xuan Fetus.

Ming An's cold eyes stared at Li Xuan.

"Kill!" A cold drink sounded in the streets and alleys at the same time, and Li Xuan had already rushed over with a whole team of heavy armor.

However, at this moment, Ming An's face suddenly changed.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, but not from one side, but from both sides.

Behind Ming An, there was also a violent sound of horses' hooves, and it was heavier, but it was also more reasonable.

Ming An suddenly turned around, and saw a Jinwuwei lieutenant general wearing blue clothes and gold armor, with a whole team of heavy armored cavalry, charging towards him fiercely.

and Li Xuan, one after the other, the two heavy horses were staggered with each other, and the sharp lance had already stared at Ming An's body.

Left Jin Wu Wei Zhonglang will Ma Si Zong.

When Li Xuan and his party were doing their best, Zuo Jin Wuwei Zhonglang arrived in time for Ma Sizong.

The two of them staggered towards Ming'an.

If you don't do it, it's enough, and if you do it, you will want his life.

Ming An's left hand suddenly drooped, and another black short knife slipped out.

Above the head, there are the old monks of Ming Chongyan and the Great Ci'en Temple, and in front of and behind them, there are two teams of Jinwuwei heavy cavalry led by Li Xuan and Ma Sizong.

A Li Xuan made him work hard, and now there is another Ma Si Sect.

This time, Ming An's life and death were really forced to the precipice.

His face was cold and terrible.

At this time, a regretful voice suddenly sounded: "Why bother? ”

The voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and as soon as the words fell, everyone couldn't help but look up.

At this moment, above the infinite starry sky above his head, the entire canopy suddenly fell, and he fell towards all the people below.

It was at this time that Ming Chongyan suddenly spoke: "Imperial decree, take out the sword." ”

Suddenly, an invisible sky-piercing giant sword suddenly rose from the Qixia Gate.

In the next moment, the giant sword had turned into a meteor and stabbed directly at the sky-falling canopy.

All of this happened so quickly that many people, almost without reacting.

Hearing a loud sound, the falling canopy was suddenly cut in half by the giant sword.

The giant sword swung at will, and the dark canopy suddenly turned into countless fragments, and then disappeared silently.

A figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and before anyone could see the appearance clearly, in an instant, the person had disappeared without a trace.

But it was at this time that an extremely inconspicuous black dot fell at a rapid speed like a meteor.

Before everyone could react, it had already fallen into the streets and alleys, in Ming An's mind.

It was at this time that two teams of heavily armored cavalry had staggered through the middle of the alley.

In a staggered moment, countless sharp and sharp blades slashed straight through Ming An's body, and he was originally holding two black short knives and preparing to fight back, but in an instant, it seemed that they all stopped.

There was not the slightest movement at all, and the whole person seemed to be dead, allowing countless sharp blades to pull countless wounds on his body.

Blood flowed and spread all over the ground in an instant.

……

"Phew!" Li Xuan grabbed the horse, turned the horse's head, and then slowly walked towards the bright shore.

The other Ma Si Sect also came over at this time with a puzzled face.

Sitting on the horse, looking Ming An up and down, his whole breath had completely weakened.

"...... just now" Li Xuan subconsciously looked up at the sky, a little surprised and incredulous, that person was not here to save people at all, but to kill people.

"This man died at the hands of us and others." Ma Sizong suddenly spoke, turned to stare at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan nodded slightly and said: "We are guilty, and we failed to leave a living mouth in time, which caused the investigation to be deadlocked, and we should ask Your Majesty for the guilt." ”

"The prince blames himself too much, and if he tracks down the fierce enemy and can kill him, he has already made a contribution."

"What Zhonglang General said is extremely true, but it's a pity that the person who came to save people in the end didn't leave him ......"

"In that case, it is the fault of the poor way." Ming Chongyan stood on top of the roof, scattered the sword to protect the city, and looked at the two shameless bastards below who were sharing the credit and pushing the blame, with a helpless face.

Li Xuan immediately arched his hand and said: "The real person is wrong, this person attacked the city capital, returned in vain, and even suffered heavy injuries, the real person has a merit in protecting Chang'an, we must ask for credit for the real person." ”

Ming Chongyan was speechless for a moment, and when he raised his head, he saw that the location where the old monk of the Great Ci'en Temple was originally located was already empty.

"Chang'an is very stormy, and some things still need to be thoroughly cleaned, and the poor road has also resigned." As he spoke, Ming Chongyan had disappeared.

(End of chapter)