"Master, there is a large army waiting ahead!" The goldenfinch bird in the sky circled down and landed on Duan Ping's shoulder.

Duan Ping was lying on horseback, his clothes were in tatters, looking quite embarrassed, and the ominous warning signs from behind him were becoming more and more obvious, and a powerful aura from the north had appeared.

"Hit the troops, make a gap from the flank, at all costs, you must send His Highness out! Turn back and cut off those who violate the order!" Duan Ping took out the order flag, waved it to the sky, and the soldiers of his department surrounded Zhao Ting and attacked and killed together, rushing into the enemy formation.

"Drive!" Duan Ping suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed towards the north alone.

He was an orphan who grew up eating a hundred family meals, and was full of hunger. Because of his love of reading, every time he hides outside the private school and studies secretly, every time he finds that he has suffered many beatings, but what he has in his heart is the righteousness of his family and country.

He works diligently in books every day, and his diligence is far more than just a bag of fireflies and snow, and a cantilever beam. In the end, he was appreciated and guided by the masters, and stepped into the road of civil and martial arts.

Show talents along the way, have to lift people, for the tribute, the palace test is shocking to the world, and the six Taos in the belly win the gold list. Emperor Gao came to hand over in person, and the name of the son was spread all over the world.

Alone into the army of millions to save Zhao Heng from danger, the royal gift folding fan worshiped him as the marquis of Wanying. There is no last resort to make a plan, and it is also strong to enter the Tao with literature. In this life, he was deeply favored by the emperor, and he only wanted to do his best and die.

"You're not leaving?" Duanmu Xuan stopped, but his face was a little stunned.

"You're here, I expected it a long time ago. Duan Ping smiled slightly, revealing a clear expression, obviously waiting for him.

His black and white hair fluttered slightly in the snow, although his clothes were torn and he looked very embarrassed, but his confident smile was the same as Duan Gongzi, who talked and laughed at the world back then, and he never lost.

"It's really annoying for a scribe like you to pretend to be a planner. The Tang Dynasty is dead, and he is still here with delusions. Duanmu Xuan put on a golden mask, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

"That's better than a traitor who deceives the king and colludes with traitorous ministers, are you shameless to see the emperor? Duan Ping knew life and death, but he was also wanton, folding the fan and pointing at Duanmu Xuan and scolding angrily.

first instructed the three princes to kill the king, and then used Xu Song's father and son to abolish the establishment, and sat on the throne with the image of a righteous person who was a traitor when the whole world was complaining about the people. He can hide it from the world, but he can't hide it from him Duan Ping.

"You can die in peace. Duanmu Xuan was furious, and the power of Vientiane that overturned the river and the sea converged on the blade, and with one sword, the wind and clouds changed color!

Duan Ping had no power to resist, and the Imperial Folding Fan shattered on the spot under this knife, and the remaining momentum was endless, and all the defensive jade slips prepared in advance exploded in an instant, and the colorful shields exploded under this knife.

Are you still dead? Duan Ping smiled bitterly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes loosened slightly, this son, who had worked hard all his life, was still old.

What awaited him was not death, but a kick that flew him. This kick kicked him directly under the horse.

"Do you still know me?" Looking at the fingertips that scattered the sword qi, the white-clothed young man with sword eyebrows sat firmly on the war horse, his voice was as cold.

"Heaven ......" Duan Ping wanted to speak and stopped.

Since outside the Yumen Pass, Duanmu Xuan has always wanted to seize the dragon vein, and Ximen Tian is also worried about Song Bai's matter. Linked to the waning moon that destroyed him, and a series of events that happened afterward, he hated this former leader of the brocade guard.

"Okay, Ximen Tian, come uninvited. You know I'm looking for you so hard. Under the golden mask, Duanmu Xuan couldn't see a trace of expression, but two small horns appeared on his forehead, and fine dragon scales also appeared from his arms.

"Today is your day of death. Ximen Tian didn't turn into a dragon, but just felt the breath of the dragon veins on Duanmu Xuan's body, and the Qingluan Lihuo Sword appeared in front of him.

"Let me show you the power of the three dragon veins. Duanmu Xuan touched his hands, and a strong sense of oppression filled the heavens and the earth. This claw struck out, and the power of the dragon vein stirred the surrounding aura and quickly took shape.

The golden dragon shadow roared and bit at the white-clothed young man, everything seemed very small in front of it.

Duan Ping, who had already completed his Dao Xuan, was almost confined to the ground and could not move, and inexplicable fear rose from the heart of a strategist who had never panicked. This is the fear of the weak creature for the strongest! Looking at the white-clothed young man facing the dragon shadow, his eyes were full of shame.

For the sake of the Tang Dynasty, he did not hesitate to hunt down and kill Ximen Tian many times; for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, he forced Zixuan and Xu Mo to marry; for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, he went south to open up and attack the Huidao League.

He didn't do what his elders should do, but now Ximen Tian came to die for him, for the country, he did his best to be benevolent and righteous, but he was ashamed of his brothers and juniors.

"Flying Immortals!"

A sword, as if it is going to break the sky, is the sword that the ancestors must kill on the top of the Tianduan Mountain back then!

The dragon shadow collided with the luan shadow, the snow in the sky turned into steam, and the spiritual power at the battle site was riotous, and even the space fluctuated slightly. Duan Ping, who was behind Ximen Tian, only felt that his face was like a knife, and even his face oozed a trace of blood.

"It's that man's sword. Duanmu Xuan covered his right shoulder, and the mask slowly shattered. On the dragon scales, a blood mark had already appeared.

"What about Ximen Feixue, he didn't die under the calculation of the waning moon. After a moment of silence, he began to scoff. With this alone, Ximen Tian couldn't kill him.

"You can't kill me. What about the later stage of Vientiane, the waning moon killing you is like pinching an ant to death!And I, in the future, will be the lord of this mortal realm!" Duanmu Xuan smiled fiercely, revealing a lofty expression.

Behind him, dust rose and the army lined up in a line, and there was no edge in sight.

"I can't kill you, who said that?" Ximen Tian wore a white suit and held a sword, facing hundreds of thousands of troops, and his powerful momentum exploded in an instant.

As his starry eyes flashed, the power of seven dragon veins surged from the dantian to the four meridians and eight veins, and the powerful and domineering power filled the heaven and earth. Duanmu Xuan's power that looked down on the common people suddenly turned pale and weak, and the murderous army of hundreds of thousands was completely empty for a while.

"This ...... Impossible!" The once invincible leader of the Jinyi Guard, an invincible existence in the mortal realm, felt his weakness for the first time.

"Dragon Devouring!" Ximen Tian punched, and a true dragon phantom directly penetrated it, and forcibly dug out its three dragon veins by the way.

The air was suddenly quiet, and the hundreds of thousands of troops brought by Duanmu Xuan were suddenly silent.

"Do you still want to avenge him?" The golden dragon shadow gradually faded, revealing Ximentian's white clothes.

When these soldiers heard this, they threw down their weapons and fled in all directions, and the hundreds of thousands of troops quickly dispersed for a while.

"Tian'er, you ......" Duan Ping stood up, a little at a loss.

"Give me a reason not to kill you. Ximen Tian turned his back to Duan Ping, and his tone was very flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

It turned out that he was still going to kill me. Duan Ping smiled bitterly, but at this time, he didn't explain again. He knew that he owed this righteous nephew too much, and all the explanations seemed so hypocritical.

"You kill ......"

"For the sake of Datang?" Ximen Tian sneered first, shook his head, and turned into a streamer and left as if talking to himself.