Chapter 153

Zhao Hengjun had already controlled the five gates of the outer city, and the disciples of the various departments were desperately attacking the Zhengyang Gate of the inner city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cloud ladders, flying arrows, and arrow rain all appeared in front of Zhengyang Gate.

Hongwutang, Huoshamen, Tongqitang, Liumen, and Zhongmen have all begun to attack the city.

However, there was a general standing on the Zhengyang Gate with a silver spear in his hand, a silver helmet and silver armor, his eyes scanned the southwest generals, and he shook the silver spear in his hand vigorously.

Zhao Heng's army heard that the first to attack the city gate rewarded the marquis of ten thousand households, and the drama of brave men began to be staged under this heavy reward, and those soldiers who had suffered for generations rushed to the city gate one by one in order to cross the dragon gate, gritting their teeth and attacking the city gate, as if the people on the city wall had killed his relatives.

However, when the soldiers were about to storm the city wall, they were all picked down by a silver spear, and the wails were endless, and the silver-armored general was already dyed red with blood.

"Who is that?" Zhao Heng also seemed to see that the people guarding the city had some means, a bit of a one-man posture.

"That person should be the rumored master of Ouchi, General Hanshui!" Master Lan looked at the person's figure and attire, and guessed eight or nine.

It is rumored that there are five masters in the capital, guarding the five gates of the inner city, namely:

Zhengtianmen, General Hanshui.

Xuanwu Gate, General Jinpeng.

Dongyang Gate, General Agni.

Xilingmen, General Tongjing.

Gong Aomen, General Tuoling.

General Agni has been wiped out by Li Zhen, and now only four generals are left to barely support the safety of the inner city.

The Hanshui General that Zhao Heng faced was the Hanshui General with the highest cultivation among the five, and the silver spear in his hand was worth a million soldiers.

"Master Lan, it seems that I still need to bother you here. Zhao Heng saw that the silver spear in the cold water's hand was churning like a mist like a phantom, and if he was allowed to kill it, he would definitely suffer heavy losses, he turned around and said to Master Lan, although Master Lan had not made a move for ten years, but the top priority was to clean up the cold water, and he was also very embarrassed to say to Master Lan.

"Anyway, the auxiliary monarch Shejigong, the blood is sprinkled in Shenzhou Manjianghong! ”

Master Lan hasn't killed anyone again for ten years, and today he will use the cold water to commemorate his ability that has been sealed for many years.

"Wow!" Master Lan exerted his strength, and his body had already floated towards the city wall, and he was shaking a folding fan in his hand at some point.

"Boom ......" accompanied by a sound, the folding fan in Master Lan's hand flew out one by one, and floated towards the cold water, the speed was not slow, crooked, and there was no law at all.

If the silver spear in Han Shui's hand is in the middle of ten thousand horses, killing people is as easy as probing for things, but suddenly flying over one by one, which makes him unable to fight, and it is not easy to hide, which is quite difficult.

The shadow turned left and right, and when it touched the cold water, there was a blood stain on the body, and the shadow was quite strange, the silver gun could not be picked off, pierced, or scattered.

From Master Lan's hand, one by one fan shadows kept flying out, the cold water was stunned, he threw the silver spear in his hand into the air, turned over a trick in his hand, and a huge torrent rushed towards Master Lan like a burst of embankment.

The water battle wind formed a piece of ice blade in the air, like ten thousand arrows in unison, Master Lan turned over and retreated, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly crossed an arc in the air to form a huge fan shadow, layer upon layer to protect his life, the ice blade broke through the air, and when it touched the huge fan shadow, the speed slowed down, and the ice blade next to it mercilessly inserted into the bodies of the soldiers behind Master Lan, and instantly fell down a piece of Red Wutang disciples.

Master Lan was shocked, the ice blade of this cold water was really a little powerful, and he was fortunate to block it with six screens.

"Snort......" With a cracking sound, the ice blade inserted into the six screens gradually passed through the fan shadow and continued to fly towards Master Lan.

"This ......" Master Lan didn't expect that this ice blade couldn't be resisted with six screens, and the nerves he had just relaxed suddenly tensed up again.

Master Lan flipped the fan into a circle in his hand, and twelve screens suddenly appeared in front of him, and the ice blade "Woo Woo" was blocked again, but Master Lan knew that this was only a temporary measure.

Sure enough, a huge torrent poured out of the cold water's silver spear array again, and the torrent quickly transformed into pieces of ice blades, constantly impacting Master Lan's twelve screens.

Zhao Heng watched the fierce battle between the two in the air under the city, and his heart was anxious, he secretly whispered a few words to his subordinates, and then stood there quietly.

Master Lan kept superimposing fan shadows in front of him, but the ice blade would always keep moving forward, and Master Lan was already about to retreat into his own phalanx.

The cold water still relentlessly launches the ice blade, which is really a bit of a trick to eat all over the sky.

Master Lan's body suddenly loosened, those fan shadows seemed to have lost their barrier properties, and the ice blades pierced his body one after another, and Master Lan was like a target in the air, fixed in the air by dense ice blades.

Han Shui saw Master Lan's anger, and his heart relaxed slightly, how did he know that Master Lan's real body had actually run behind Han Shui, and a palm slashed down from the top of Han Shui's head, splitting his silver helmet in half.

The silver helmet on the head of the cold water is made of dark iron, ordinary people can't help it, Master Lan's spiritual power is strong, and he only split the silver helmet in half with one palm, but fortunately, the head of the cold water was only scratched by the broken silver helmet with skin wounds, and the blood flowed, but it did not hurt his muscles and bones.

"Soul transfer?" Han Shui was shocked, he didn't expect that there was such a master in the southwest, he secretly complained in his heart, hurriedly pulled back, and was about to turn back, when two black shadows suddenly appeared in front of him, he just reacted, only to feel a violent tremor in his chest, and a palm on the left and right chests, he only felt that all the internal organs were like bursting, exploding in the body, and blood spurted violently from his mouth, it turned out that Zhao Heng secretly asked people to notify the inner and outer demons to come to help Master Lan.

The two of them came at the right time, Master Lan had just succeeded in the sneak attack, and the inner and outer demons took advantage of the fire to rob, and each made up a powerful palm, but the poor cold water general had not yet reacted from Master Lan's soul transfer technique, and he was killed by the impermanence of the two hells of the inner ghost and the outer evil.

"Master Lan, you haven't moved for a long time, and your craftsmanship is rusty!" The inner ghost couldn't help but laugh when he saw Master Lan's panting.

"It's not as good as you offspring, and this fatal move is a bit unfavorable now. Master Lan smiled self-deprecatingly, but he still had some prejudice against the two fierce descendants of the inner ghost and the outer evil, in the eyes of Master Lan, the Confucian general style was what he was pursuing, and as for the person who opened and closed the inner ghost and the outer evil, he was a little disdainful.