Li Zhen saw the beard stabbing at him, and hurriedly turned over and retreated, he knew in his heart that his blood shield had no chance of winning in the face of this silver spear of unknown material. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Molong!"

Li Zhen let out a loud shout, and a black shadow flew out of his arm, circled in the air, turned into a black dragon sword, and landed on Li Zhen's hand.

At this time, the officers and soldiers defending the city had already begun to expel the people who were surrounding the city gate, and several people who were in high mood clashed with the officers and soldiers, and were surrounded by dozens of officers and soldiers, punched and kicked, and did not show any mercy.

These officers and soldiers raised by the people are all thick and round, and those people who are powerless are their opponents, and they are dying of being beaten.

Li Zhen watched these officers and soldiers still act as powerful and good, and regarded the people as enemies, not to mention those generals and officials who were arrogant.

He was angry from his heart, a trace of black shadow slowly extended along his veins to his cheeks, half of his face was already covered with black blood shadow at the moment, he felt that the black vortex in his body began to rotate non-stop, and the ink dragon in his hand was also ready to move, Li Zhen's hand tightly grasped the hilt of the ink dragon, just waiting for him to give an order, it would erupt.

The bearded man was secretly surprised when he saw Li Zhen's strange expression, he held the silver spear tightly and stabbed at Li Zhen desperately.

Li Zhen looked at this beard, as if facing this corrupt and dark world, he instantly rushed to the beard like a black hurricane.

The two blades, one black and one white, collided fiercely in the sky, opening and closing widely, but on the other hand, they were like shadows.

Although it is said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, the bearded spear occupies a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat, and Li Zhen flies around the beard like a shadow, turning the beard dizzy.

But this beard is still cultivated to a high level, bursts of white light are emitted from all over his body, and the silver spear is dancing in his hand impenetrable, although Li Zhen is fluttering gracefully, he still does not dare to approach the protective circle of the white silver spear.

Li Zhen suddenly felt a chill coming, and there was a thick layer of frost around his beard, which made people feel the breath of cold winter in advance in this late autumn.

The beard had been on the defensive, and as the frost around him grew stronger, he suddenly stopped.

"Frost falls!" Beard suddenly shouted, and the frost around him rushed in all directions like sharp blades.

Li Zhen was taken aback, he didn't expect that this beard seemed to be guarding the door of his life, but in fact, he had secretly accumulated a powerful killing move.

Li Zhen didn't know the power of this frost blade, and hurriedly danced the ink dragon on his chest.

"Ping Pong!" There was a messy sound, and the frost blades that flew towards Li Zhen fell to the ground one after another, just like silver needles, Li Zhen didn't dare to slack off at all.

However, those frost blades were like an inexhaustible supply, constantly firing from all around the beard, and Li Zhen retreated backwards while dancing the black sword lace.

"Want to run, it's too late!" The general saw Li Zhen's thoughts, and he hurriedly picked up his gun to fight.

Li Zhen was already overwhelmed by those subtle frost blades, and when he saw that the beard was about to kill again, he was secretly panicked in his heart.

"Poof!"

In the time that Li Zhen blinked and thought, the beard had already inserted the silver spear into Li Zhen's chest, Li Zhen hurriedly used the sword to pick the beard's hand, the beard did not dare to be careless, hurriedly pulled out the silver spear, turned over and retreated.

Li Zhen's chest was picked out by the silver spear A big blood hole, blood was sprinkled everywhere, Li Zhen drew his sword and forced his beard back, but he didn't resist those flying frost blades.

"Puff puff ......"

Those frost blades were inserted into Li Zhen's body, and Li Zhen's chest, face, and legs were all stained with silver frost blades, like a hedgehog.

Li Zhen felt a wave of pain in his heart, those frost blades seemed to have a frozen aura, Li Zhen felt a huge numbness in the front half of his body, the blood seemed to stop flowing, and Li Zhen fell heavily to the ground.

"Die!" Beard suddenly stabbed from above with a spear.

Li Zhen looked at the sharp spearhead, and there was a burst of anger in his heart, could it be that he was going to die on this broken spear today?

He felt that the spiritual power and black shadow in his body gradually condensed into a larger whirlpool, Li Zhen suddenly opened his arms, and those frost blades were forced out by the power of the huge whirlpool in his body, and the frost blades poured out of Li Zhen's body and flew towards his beard.

Hu Zi had been stabbing Li Zhen with the determination to win, where would he have thought that Li Zhen would force the frost blade out, he was not prepared at all, he was hit by those frost blades that flew out, he didn't dare to open his eyes, and the silver spear stabbed into the thick bluestone floor, and his body was covered with silver frost blades.

Those frost blades quickly worked on the beard's body, and the beard's body stiffened on the ground, perhaps he never expected that he would be injured by his own frost blades!

Li Zhen emitted black smoke all over his body, like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, and the ink dragon sword in his hand also glowed black, and he walked step by step towards the beard lying on the ground.

"Brute, do you dare to hurt me?" Li Zhen's cold voice came from all around.

The beard suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the silver spear in his hand was pointed directly at Li Zhen's chest.

Li Zhen seemed to have inexhaustible strength at this moment, facing the beard lying on the ground pretending to be dead and suddenly casting a cold gun, he did not flinch at all, he waved the ink dragon in his hand like a violent hurricane, and a sword split the beard and the gun in half.

Li Zhen stood in place coldly with his sword, a pool of blood flowed on the ground, the ink dragon sword quickly sucked the blood dry, and the sword body flashed with a trace of blood-red dark light, and soon returned to its original heavy black.

When the defenders saw that their commander had been split in half by this demon covered in black smoke, they were so frightened that no one dared to beat the people anymore, and they stood there in a daze, not daring to shake even slightly.

"Open the door!" The veins on half of Li Zhen's face were covered with black gas, and he looked at these officers and soldiers and said viciously, his voice exploding like thunder over everyone's heads.

"Hurry ......"

"Let's go ......"

The soldiers rushed to open the city gates.

"Squeak squeak......"

The gates of the city were opened, and the people gathered at the gates of the city rushed out of the city.

Li Zhen didn't know why such an amazing power erupted in his body at this moment, no matter what, let the people go out first.

Li Zhen waited until the people dispersed, and he followed the people and ran out of the city.

Li Zhen knew that thirty miles outside the city was the camp of Wang Langbu, and he wanted to meet this southeast king for a while.

The small town of Gumi outside the capital was originally a peaceful village, and the people here relied on the delivery of crops and vegetables to the capital, and every family had a good life.

However, Wang Lang suddenly waved his army north, and this Gumi town became Wang Lang's frontier, and the southeast tiger and wolf army ruined the Gumi town overnight.

The original village is surrounded by flags and smoke rising from the stove.

Li Zhen walked step by step in the fields here, he inspected Wang Lang's troops from afar, he saw that Wang Lang's subordinates camped quite elegantly, five camp tents are a group, each group is four camp tents to defend a camp tent, they are divided into small units, in order to be able to quickly form a small phalanx when the enemy army attacks the camp, can attack and retreat can be defended, this array is called the Star Array, Wang Lang is relying on this array step by step to the southeast king's position.

"What person?" Li Zhen was savoring Wang Lang's exquisite formation, when suddenly several patrolling soldiers poured out from all directions and surrounded him.

"I ...... It is the people who escaped from the capital, and they want to go to the countryside to seek refuge with their relatives, and they hope that the officials will be merciful!" Li Zhen pretended to be pitiful and begged the soldiers.

"Nonsense! As soon as the capital heard that our army was pressing, it was already frightened and closed its door, how did you get out? I think you are afraid that you are sent by the Beijing Division, right?" said a soldier who grabbed Li Zhen by the collar.

"I'm really not meticulous!" Li Zhen argued weakly.

"Don't listen to his quibbles, who will admit that he is a meticulous worker!, escort him to the camp of the commander!" said a soldier in the commander's ear.

"Hmm! Take him away. Li Zhen let these soldiers tie him up and take him to Wang Lang's camp.

"Report ...... The sixth captain caught one of them and was waiting outside the tent!" Wang Lang was discussing the destruction of the city with the soldiers, when he suddenly heard the report of the guards outside the tent, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Hurry up and escort in!" Wang Lang didn't expect Liu Zhi to dare to send a detailed out, it seems that he is determined to fight this battle.

The soldiers pushed Li Zhen to the Chinese army's tent.

"Kneel!" One of Wang Lang's generals couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when he saw Li Zhen looking like a hanger, standing in the tent with an expression that didn't care about drinking.

Li Zhen still stood there quietly, observing the situation here, Wang Lang has clear eyebrows, tall and long arms, a Confucian general demeanor, at a rough glance, it may be a commander less than forty, and there are eight generals sitting on both sides of the tent, lining this huge camp tent a little crowded.

"Oops!" a scream distracted Li Zhen's attention.

It turned out that the soldier commander just now wanted to kick Li Zhen's knee with one kick, but how did he know that Li Zhen was covered in spiritual power, and how could an ordinary soldier hurt him by half a point!

"Huh...... Do you all have wine bags and rice bags in your army?" Li Zhen said with a smile as he looked at the soldier commander who was holding his feet on the ground and screaming.

"Waste, pull it out!" Wang Lang looked at the soldier who looked like he was a dead man, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he ordered him to be pulled out left and right.

"Let me come!" a general with a leopard's head and eyes suddenly stood up, ready to shake his hand at Lee.

"Stop!" Wang Lang suddenly stopped loudly.

"Marshal?" the general looked at Wang Lang suspiciously with big round eyes.

"Go down!" Wang Lang motioned for the general to sit down.

"The way you entertain the prisoners here is quite special?" Li Zhen felt funny when he saw that a soldier commander kicked himself just now without obeying his orders, and this time a general was about to do something to himself again but was stopped by Wang Lang.

"Come on, give me a seat!" Wang Lang saw that Li Zhen had a special skill, and it was by no means a meticulous work, and hurriedly said to his subordinates.

Soon a chair was placed in front of Li Zhen, Li Zhen was tied like a zongzi, and he reluctantly sat down, his eyes staring straight at Wang Lang.

"I don't know what to call a young man?" Wang Lang said with a slight smile when he saw Li Zhen sitting down.

"Don't be pretentious here, if you have any tricks, just use it for me!" Li Zhen was reluctant to talk to Wang Lang about his origins, and he said angrily.

"If Your Excellency is not a meticulous work, why did you appear near our army's camp?" Wang Lang knew that Li Zhen was not a meticulous work, and Li Zhen's body exuded a domineering aura, which was by no means the temperament that ordinary soldiers could exude.

"I want to see where your army came from this long journey?" asked Li Zhen straight to the point.

"Oh, why do you think we are here?" Wang Lang didn't understand what Li Zhen asked, Liu Zhi usurped the throne of his mentor, and he, the head of the sect, should send troops to seek justice for his mentor.

"Of course, to kill that unfaithful and unfilial traitor. Wang Lang didn't hide anything in front of Li Zhen at all.

"As a courtier, it is disloyal to imprison the emperor of the current dynasty, and as a son, it is unfilial piety to seek the throne of Lao Tzu! Can I understand it that way?" Li Zhen said with a grin.

"Your Excellency is not bad!" Although Wang Lang felt uncomfortable when he heard Li Zhen say this, Li Zhen was telling the truth, and forcing the emperor to abdicate was not Liu Ji who wanted to sit on the throne? However, when he said this, it seemed that his mentor Liu Ji had become a model of disloyalty, so wouldn't all the subordinates he led become sinners in history? Wang Lang replied reluctantly.

"Then do you think Liu Zhi should be killed if he is unfaithful, or should he be killed if he is unfilial?" Li Zhen continued to ask.

This question was very pertinent, Wang Lang felt a little interesting, he lowered his head and meditated for a long time.

"Personally, I think he should be killed if he is not filial!" Of course, Wang Lang can't think that Liu Zhi should be killed for imprisoning the emperor to seek the throne, if he says that Liu Zhi is unfaithful and should be killed, then shouldn't Liu Ji and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military should be killed? Of course he should also be killed.

"People's housework, just one unfilial person, bothering the general, you lead troops north? How much money and food do you have to spend a day on your army of more than 100,000 people, is it all earned by you soldiers who have experienced a hundred battles?" Li Zhen asked step by step.

"Family affairs? Liu Ji is an important minister in the court, if he relied on that incompetent dog emperor alone, the country would have been finished long ago! Liu Ji's family affairs are state affairs, world affairs, and world affairs must be managed by the people of the world. Wang Lang's justification is not unreasonable.