"Ding!"

Swords clashed, and the aftermath lingered. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yu Wenyong sneered silently, the broadsword slashed, and the strength soared, and the sneak attacker, who was originally a member of the escort master, spurted blood from his mouth, and his eyes were shocked and lightning retreated, narrowly avoiding the fate of being cut in half, but his waist was still affected by the violent sword qi, and a blood mist bloomed, and the injury was not light.

"Hateful...... Who said that Yu Wenyong is pampered and pampered, although his martial arts skills are not bad, but his actual combat ability is not worth mentioning? This is a top master whose grandmother is absolutely unadulterated!"

The sneak attacker cursed in his heart, the scabbard in his left hand and the long knife in his right hand danced around his body, protecting him from the wind and rain, and he suffered three more skin wounds, and finally got out of the sudden but fierce round of siege of the rest of the escort masters, and retreated to the second-level guards, and fought and retreated.

Yu Wenyong did not blindly pursue, but after retreating from the enemy with one move, he stood in place and was on guard...... Sure enough, another escort master took advantage of the moment he swept past him and suddenly attacked, and a long steel stick with a thick arm rushed to him like a black dragon, smashing into the dead corner of his right waist, extremely ruthless.

"Yuwen dog thief ruined my Gao clan Guozuo...... Die!"

Yuwen Yong laughed, and the lightning turned around and swung his sword to block, "Just the remnants of Northern Qi, dare to come and send them to death?"

"Boring!"

Energetic.

Yu Wenyong only felt a strong force coming from the sword and stick exchange, and he couldn't help but take a step back, but after seeing the opponent kicking and kicking back three steps in a row, he actually pounced again as if nothing happened.

"I see, in addition to the [Panlong Stick Method] that you have cultivated both inside and outside, you are still born with divine power...... When I tested your martial arts, I was really blind!"

Yuwen Yong's broadsword is swayed, and the moves are like antelope hanging horns, without a trace, and in the blink of an eye, he is forced to make the stick man defend more and attack less, and he praises in his mouth, showing his superhuman mind.

Even if the stick man was on the hostile side and was loyal to the Gao clan of Northern Qi, he couldn't help but feel greatly saddened by Yuwen Yong's performance, and his original indomitable momentum suddenly fell, and he became more and more stretched under Yuwen Yong's sword.

At the same time, the Praetorian Guards and the 3,000 men and horses suddenly attacked, and there was a large stream of people raising butcher's knives against the robes beside them, and in the blink of an eye, the three lines of defense suffered heavy losses and were shattered.

In addition to the fact that there are still six or seven escort masters on each side, trying not to let suspicious people get close to the surrounding area of Yuwen Yong, which can be regarded as stabilizing the core defense line, the chaos of the two outer defense lines is out of control.

What's more, after the fighting of the 3,000 men in Mali, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, began to cause chaos when the horses were frightened, and the chaos caused was far better than that of the soldiers, so they began to slash the horses with their knives, causing a large number of horses to crash wildly, completely smashing the battle array into a mess.

In this oppressive environment of dark clouds covering the sky, pouring rain, not far away, shouting and killing, the soldiers did not see the generals, the generals did not see the soldiers, and after fighting for a while, all the soldiers lost control, and did not hesitate to swing their swords at all the figures who approached and threatened them.

The muddy ground was full of dazzling blood, and under the washing of the downpour, not only did not fade, but became thicker and thicker!

After more than ten moves, Yu Wenyong's dragon goblin flashed, and his broadsword suddenly accelerated by three points, like silver lightning, swept over the steel long stick that soared like a dragon, and slashed under its owner's ribs.

"Boom!"

The broadsword is sheathed.

Yu Wenyong didn't look at the beautiful scene of the blood gushing from the ribs of the messenger behind him, slowly falling, as if he had never moved his hand, looking at the chaotic battle situation around him with ease.

"I miscalculated, unexpectedly, those people took advantage of this special situation of rain and rain to cause a roar in the 3,000 military camps with many shadows in the mixed army, destroying the Great Wall of flesh and blood that can best deter foreign enemies, and may even be devoured by the ......."

The camp roar, also known as the bombing of the camp, mostly occurred in the middle of the night when the military camp was suddenly attacked by the enemy, which caused most of the soldiers of the whole army to have a mental breakdown...... It is not uncommon for famous generals and coaches to die in the camp in history!

Although it was not late at night, the dark clouds covered the sky, the torrential rain was like a note, even if he was wearing a hat, it was difficult to see far, and the mental depression of the soldiers was actually not much different from the middle of the night.

The sudden change in formation just now, which disrupted the system, also made the soldiers further nervous, thinking that a big battle would come at any time, and they could not help but be nervous.

In this case, in the face of the rebellion of many robes, it is normal to bomb the camp.

Yu Wenyong did not rashly gather the generals and tried to suppress the camp roar, just because he knew that the enemy would not give him this opportunity, and he was more concerned about why there were so many soldiers in the battle against the water?

He asked himself if he was a faint king and a tyrant, and because of his success, he also had a great prestige among the soldiers, and it stands to reason that he could capture the heart of most of the generals to serve the dead.

The most important thing is that the three thousand elite horsemen here are carefully selected royal guards, how can they mix in so many ill-intentioned people, even if they are bought, it is impossible to buy so many.

"If there is any biggest gap between me and these soldiers, it is that I am a Hu person, and most of them are Han Chinese!"

Suddenly, Yu Wenyong vaguely understood the secret, and for a moment thought of a more hidden context, "In the twenty years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has always been committed to confusing the difference between Han and Hu, perhaps most Han people are now drifting with the tide and no longer pay attention to the difference between Han and Hu.

However, there are always some Han people who are hot-blooded and stubborn, stubborn about Han unity, deeply wary of the Hu people, and even more unwilling to be ruled by the Hu monarch...... If they give up on themselves, I'm afraid that they have already secretly become one, watching and helping each other, and aiming to restore the Han family!"

Thinking of this, Yu Wenyong's heart was surging with a chill, and he had a premonition that this thing that scared all the Hu monarchs the most finally happened!

What scared him even more was that this was an unsolvable knot at all - since the Northern Wei Dynasty was divided, the Yuwen clan and the Gao clan established the Northern Zhou and Northern Qi respectively, and attacked each other, the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which occupied Guanzhong, has always lacked the source of Hu soldiers, and had to recruit Han people as soldiers. It can be said that the Yuwen clan of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was preserved by the blood of the Han people, and now it is also relying on the Han people's advice and charging into battle to swallow the Northern Qi Dynasty...... In essence, the core of power in the Northern Zhou Dynasty is the Yuwen clan, but the pillars of power are the vast number of Han people!

Once the Han people and the military force work together to rebel, the high-level Hu people with the Yuwen clan as the core are powerless to resist!

After thinking through it, Yuwen Yong's rock-solid will inevitably cracked a little crack, no matter how ambitious he was before and never admit defeat, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged at this moment, and his mouth was bitter, "Sometimes, I would rather not be so subtle, insight into the wisdom and wisdom in the table......"

At this life-and-death moment, thinking about these not only can't get him out of the crisis, but will make his mood hazy and affect the performance of martial arts.

However, the trajectory of fate often backfires!

At the moment when his mood changed and caused mental fluctuations, he was shocked, and he sensed that he was being locked by a powerful opponent he had never seen before.

"Who's the master?"

At the end of his thoughts, a long howl came from the wind and rain outside, and the ear drums of three thousand people buzzed.

Yu Wenyong and the six escort masters around him were shocked and turned around like a whirlwind.

Under the heavy rain, a person with his hands behind him, like an eagle came into the sky, his expression was leisurely, but his whole body exuded an evil and inexplicable terrifying momentum, as if he was a god and demon who secretly ruled the prairie, and suddenly appeared in the world.

He looked like he was only in his thirties, his physique was perfect, his bronzed skin shimmered with a dazzling luster, his legs were long, and his majestic body was more likely to hold up to the stars, and the wild linen robe draped on his body was blowing in the wind, and his palms were wide and broad, as if he contained the most terrifying power in the world. The most exciting thing is that he is like a sea full of undercurrents, moving with stillness, still with movement, teaching people to be completely unpredictable about its movements.

His jet-black hair was tied back in a bun, and his handsome and quaint face was like a bronze statue without the slightest blemish.

The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of bewitching charm, cold and radiant, but it does not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time, and there will be no guilt afterwards.

For a while, the spirit of Yuwen Yong and the six first-rate masters who escorted the car were all taken by the spiritual conception of this person, and they didn't have the slightest idea of taking the lead, and let them fall like a light feather outside Yuwen Yong.

Yu Wenyong felt bad, if he had been led by the other party's nose and had no momentum, he was afraid that he would have to be restrained without one or two moves.

I saw the comer say leisurely: "The sky is whimpering, and the earth is flooding...... It is most suitable for His Majesty's funeral. ”

Yuwen Yong suddenly took a step forward, and the dragon's eyes flashed with a light that he had never seen before, and said in a deep voice as majestic as before: "Is the person who came from Venerable Bi Xuan!"

In fact, it is not difficult to distinguish, although there are masters from all walks of life in the east, west, north and south who came to find his bad luck on this trip, but most of them are probably hoping to plot and then move, and they will hit with one blow, only the invincible and famous "Wuzun" Bi Xuan of the prairie will be so unconcealed, straight and straight, just like the Turkic wolf behind him is as careless and domineering!

Bi Xuan leisurely looked at the six masters beside Yu Wenyong, his eyes were grim and profound, his essence flashed, a cold smile floated from the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly in Chinese: "Your Majesty has completed the unfinished ambition of your father Yuwentai, swallowed Shandong in one fell swoop, dominated the north of Middle Earth, and shocked the world, which broke the hearts of countless warriors in the prairie, and even made me leave everything behind as soon as I received the message from the Great Khan, and rushed to meet Your Majesty, Your Majesty can say that there is no regret even though you die!"

After a pause, he said: "I have heard for a long time that Pei Ju, the first master under His Majesty's command, has the qualifications to win the first sword in the world, and I have been friends for a long time, and I have always seen him...... It's a pity that he didn't even serve His Majesty!" )