The situation is critical, these Confucian people are not just martial artists who practice martial arts, but people who have refined the real martial arts in the big clans, although they have not been famous in the rivers and lakes, but Confucianism is all over the world, this is just some Confucian students who have already gathered, there are not many people, there are more than 100 people, one by one to these disciples of Qingyun Mountain looked at each other angrily, after a while, someone stood up and spoke: "The world is Kyushu, don't be grateful for the benevolence of the official family, and the official family also serves the people of your Qingyun Mountain as guests, He Xiao! You used to sit in the Imperial City Division, and you were caught with your hands tied...... Or fight with us to the death, you think clearly!"

It's okay if it falls into the hands of Li Chun, if it falls into the hands of these poor sour Confucians, He Xiao sneered, and he didn't say anything, the man's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "In this case, we don't have to bother with these rebellious ministers and thieves, right?

Li Chun looked at the words on both sides, speaking of which, he was the emperor's person, Li Chun's eyes looked at Confucius: "Except for the three white-clothed Ling Tianmen disciples who left me alive, the rest of the people, not a single one!"

The two sides fought in the woods, the snow blocked the view, people fought together, the forbidden army thousands of people, only half of them came out to kill, and it also called the Qingyun disciples a lot of entanglement, these forbidden troops are also skilled in battle formations, four or five people surrounded a small group, some more than 20 people fought together, the forbidden soldiers were wearing armor, most of them were one or two swords and did not break the armor, but they were stabbed to death by the iron spear and copper hammer of the forbidden army, and there were few disciples of Qingyun Mountain, at this moment, the group was surrounded and killed, even if it was Bai Shaoyang, He Xiao, Mo Liyu, Ning Luochuan's four people were strong in martial arts, but they were outnumbered, Bai Shaoyang killed four or five people with a sword, and more than a dozen forbidden soldiers came up with Pu Dao spears.

Ning Luochuan is better, his sword is unstoppable, fast and powerful, Li Chun is a long Mo knife blade, coming to pick up his fast sword, the two of them have the same skills, one sword qi is like a rainbow, and the other is a gang qi to protect the body. Kill together, fight hard.

It's okay to say that there are a lot of people, what is even more terrifying is those soldiers wrapped in double armor, the outer layer is covered with ember armor, and the general Qingyun disciples are true qi attached to the blade of the sword, slashing with all their might, and can only knock out a little white mark, these soldiers are too terrible, martial arts are just practiced to qigong, but people are not ordinary people, presumably the Liao people in the north of the bitter cold realm, eat hard, it is rumored that some people are born extremely strong, all as strong as oxen, and can fight bears and tigers in the wild.

The helmets of these Liao people are very different, they are all wrapped in helmets made of ember iron, and they also wrap the entire head, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and even the nose is protected by a layer of iron sheet. Mo Liyu's light feather long sword shook his palms numb, but the wrestler in front of him was not painful or itchy, and his strength hit the ember armor, and he couldn't break the armor, so how could he kill the enemy?

"What a thick skin, such a soldier doesn't go to fight the Liao? Li Chun! You are blind!" He Xiao scolded, he was also entangled, the two soldiers wrapped in ember armor are really powerful, He Xiao frowned, and he had enough strength to resist, the two ember armor soldiers were holding a copper hammer, and smashed it down, the sword was against the copper hammer, and his hands were numb for a while.

Bai Shaoyang protected Biyi Shiyi, he blocked many swords that were forced over with a sword, Biyi Shiqi herself also held the sword, her martial arts are not bad, a woman in Jiangnan is in charge of the Jiangnan Imperial City Division, naturally has some skills, Biyi Shiyi's sword, and Bai Shaoyang protect each other, she leaned against Bai Shaoyang and said: "Today, I'm afraid that all of us will die here." ”

Bai Shaoyang looked at her, and did not answer her immediately, but cut the wrists of the two Confucian scholars in front of him with a few swords, and the tip of the sword rose and fell a few times, making the throats of the two of them bloody.

"This man...... It turned out to be Bai Shaoyang!"

There was a Confucian scholar who had participated in Kong Du's marriage and joy, and when he saw Bai Shaoyang, he pointed his finger at the middle-aged swordsman in the crowd in surprise and said, Suddenly many Confucian disciples who were still fighting stopped and looked over.

Most of these scholars from Confucianism are from Jiangnan, Bai Shaoyang has caused a sensation in Jiangnan in recent years, and it is this person who called Wei Zhengjue on the Qixian Tower to stop carving.

One by one, the scholars who were close to Bai Shaoyang's position stepped back, even those forbidden soldiers also felt that something was wrong, whether they were known or commanded, they also saw the problem, and urged those forbidden soldiers to continue to fight, Li Chun's eyes swept over, and the cold forced those soldiers to swallow a mouthful of saliva, only to continue to kill, it was difficult to be the fast sword of Bai Shaoyang, wave after wave of killing, wave after wave of being killed and retreated, Qingyun disciples protected each other, it was difficult to form a sword formation in the woods, Qingyun disciples kept falling, the forbidden army was overwhelming, and only then did he plot the disciples of Qingyun Mountain, and dozens of them had been killed, after all, there were thousands of people in the forbidden army, not to mention that there were many scholars from Confucianism。

Among the many characters present, Li Chun and Ning Luochuan's skills are the most similar, they have passed more than 30 moves, and they are still up and down, this is no longer the surrounding snow, they have all turned into water with the true qi of the two, Li Chun's Mo knife is really tough, even Ning Luochuan's sword has been bladed, even if his sword is not one of the ten swords, it is also an excellent sword, it is actually a blade, Ning Luochuan's eyes widened, and the sword blade in his hand looked like it was about to be broken inch by inch, but the sword move did not stop, and his offensive also slowed down, Li Chun's eyes were blazing, and he kept staring at Ning Luochuan at this moment。

"What kind of knife is this?" asked Ning Luochuan.

Li Chun sneered: "Sheng Tang Mo Dao, how is it?"

Ning Luochuan frowned: "This kind of thing has made you find ......"

He didn't say the next sentence, the craftsmanship of the Mo knife fell in the Tang Dynasty, it has been lost for a long time, and the descendants of the original craftsmen have also been stunts, even if this kind of treasure knife is recast, there will be gaps left, and if one is broken, there will be one less original Mo knife, and it is difficult to become an army.

Li Chun in front of him, holding this knife, is sharp and tough, no matter how Ning Luochuan pours true qi into the blade, he also cuts the knife edge, and before the blade, there are more and more collapses, and it is already dull.

The two were entangled, and after more than ten moves, they fought hard, and slapped Li Chun's body protection qi, which was actually canceled each other, and finally the two bounced away, Li Chun fell to a few zhang away, and Ning Luochuan was a lack of qi and blood, and the old injuries recurred, and the hidden diseases left at the beginning broke out for a while, but it was not enough to shake him, barely supported, even if the sword in his hand was blunt, he also grabbed a forbidden soldier who wanted to make meritorious service with one hand, and a sword penetrated into the man's chest, kicked, and the whole person was kicked to Li Chunna, and he turned around and fled。

How could Li Chun let go of such a good opportunity, snorted coldly, avoided the flying corpses, walked sideways, and kept shuttling in the crowd that was still in the fierce fight, with heavy phantoms, and quickly chased in the direction of Ning Luochuan.

He Xiao also used his internal strength to shock to death a forbidden army holding a Mo knife and fighting with his own ember armor, these forbidden troops were really difficult, and they did not die, they dragged themselves and knocked down his breastplate, and pressed the chest of the forbidden army with internal force, and the internal strength exploded to kill this person.

He saw the tragic scene of Qingyun disciples being killed left and right, and some Qingyun disciples had both arms cut off, and the whole person was lying down and rolling on the ground. Some people were split in half by those soldiers wearing ember armor, and blood was splattered on the spot.

The terrifying scene was everywhere, he couldn't bear to look away, and slashed the sword in his hand five to kill, and the throat of the Confucian disciple, spurting blood spilled his face.

The surrounding world is dim, the wind and snow are combined, the pines and cypresses and other big trees are tall and tall, the ground is no longer able to distinguish between blood and snow water, the ground is no longer so dry, black and red, in the darkness of the heaven and earth, it is no longer clear, but the corpses lying on the ground are stacked one by one, some of the heads are pillowed on the necks of others, and some of the whole faces are covered by the corpses of people, there are too many forbidden soldiers, and they are surrounded and killed in all directions, the disciples of Qingyun Mountain are outnumbered, and the sword array used for guarding the pass on Qingyun Mountain is also useless, only the sword in the hand, and the protection of others is the most useful。

There are Confucian scholars on the ground, there are also disciples of Qingyun Mountain, and more are forbidden troops, the armor of these forbidden troops is shining in the light, the sun has set, and there is no too bright glow on the earth, Bai Shaoyang is still struggling, his sword is too slow now, he can't cut people, let alone stab people, Ning Luochuan, He Xiao, Mo Liyu leaned on his side, his body was scarred, only Biyi Shiqi was better, the disciples of Qingyun Mountain were no longer the same as they had been, and the remaining twenty or so people all knelt on the ground, and behind them were the forbidden soldiers with swords, controlling these people.

Li Chun looked at these subordinate prisoners and sneered: "Qingyun Mountain, above the rivers and lakes, now, has it not become my Li Chun's subordinate prisoner?"

"Li Chun, what do you want?" He Xiao asked in a hateful voice.

Who is Li Chun, as an old opponent, how could He Xiao not know that for the dynasty, Li Chun has never cared so much about him, which is far less important than the trivial things on the rivers and lakes.

He Xiao couldn't understand how such a person could obey the orders of the hall chief Qin, and ignore the many peerless masters on Qingyun Mountain, and now he almost killed all the outer disciples on Qingyun Mountain who came down with him, Mo Liyu, Bai Shaoyang, and himself, are now trapped.

If killing the outer disciples just shows that Li Chun is not afraid of the power of Qingyun Mountain, if he kills the inner disciples, then he will really offend Qingyun Mountain, it has been too long and too long and no one dares to kill the disciples of Ling Tianmen, it is because there are too many masters on Ling Tianfeng in Qingyun Mountain, whether it is a peerless master or a disciple of the masters, it is undoubtedly not a figure in the rivers and lakes, and ordinary Jianghu sects will have a kind of ...... Qingyun Mountain has an attitude that cannot be offended.

Li Chun killed more than 200 Qingyun disciples, and now it can be said that he has invisibly fanned the prestige of Qingyun Mountain's Ling Tianmen in the rivers and lakes, what does Li Chun mean? Or does the emperor mean?

No matter what it is, He Xiao's brain is a little messy at the moment, he is even afraid to know the truth, worried that the reality is the same as he thinks, the decision of important people will not be so easy, the price is heavy enough to cause turmoil in the rivers and lakes, and even say, the dynasty is overturned!

Li Chun looked at the no one in front of him, and he said lightly: "Okay, it's useless to think too much, put down your weapons, and keep you for the time being." ”

He Xiao's heart was half cold, and he kept it...... Obviously, the answer was the same as he thought, and his eyes widened: "Mo Fei!"