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Jiang Loan hurriedly entered Beijing with an ivory plate wat, accompanied only by Jiang Loan's righteous son Chun Yufeng, Jiang Loan's horse had two parents and two fake sons in his life, one was the righteous son Chun Yufeng, and the other was the righteous daughter Jiang Zhu'er. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The former dared to take the head of a general in a million troops, and thousands of horses and thousands of troops were a little red, and they were decisive in killing, and they didn't know how many lives they had slaughtered with a halberd. The latter Da Tsing Yi is strategizing, winning thousands of miles away, conspiring and conspiring, sonorous and despicable, Da Tsing Yi arranges troops to pay attention to a soldier and is treacherous, and he does everything he can, and is known as the 'ghost talent' in the world.

This time, it was only Chun Yufeng who followed Jiang Loan into the Beijing Saint, and Jiang Zhu'er sat in Beilai's 'Dianjiangtai'.

Jiang Yuan, who was thin and stiff with a stiff back, sat on the rickety carriage, squinting and recuperating.

Chun Yufeng sat on the horse, walking in front, the jujube red horse and his red clothes complemented each other, Chun Yufeng rode in front, and a halberd in his hand was carried obliquely like a flag. Behind were fifty sword-wielding Qianniu guards, lined up, biting the tail of Jiang Loan's carriage tightly.

"It's been so long, it's time for a little movement. ”

Jiang Loan closed his eyes and rested his mind, one hand was tapping on the knee joint very regularly, and he said to himself.

"Father-in-law, in front of you is the cow hitting the valley. ”

Chun Yufeng slowed down his horse, walked with the carriage, and said in a low voice.

"Well, the cow hitting the valley is a dangerous place, the two sides of the river are sandwiched by the mountains, the easiest to ambush, the order Qianniuwei, draw the knife out of the sheath, and kill those who stand in the way. ”

Jiang Loan didn't seem to care about what kind of dangerous place he was in, or he was full of confidence in Qianniuwei and Chun Yufeng.

The corners of Chun Yufeng's mouth were hooked, and when he looked up, a pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed, as if he felt the murderous aura lurking there.

"Qianniuwei listens to orders!"

"Qianniuwei is here!"

"A thousand oxen knives are unsheathed, and those who stop them die!"

"Yes!"

Fifty thousand oxen knives were unsheathed, shining in the sun.

The carriage wandered slowly into the Cow Strike Valley.

The red-robed horse used to be a demonic legend on the battlefield, and just a red robe made the enemy fearful, which is the prestige of the warrior who killed on the front horse.

The gale in the deep valley is whistling, a literati is carrying a basket and dragging in the deep valley, a person stands at the mouth of the valley, and a hundred horses stop on the opposite side!

The killing machine in the valley suddenly spreads!

Chun Yufeng had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he pointed at the halberd with one arm.

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Jiang Yangsheng looked for Lao Kong's eyes, and saw the man in white shirt in the distance floating on the waves like a fairy, letting the waves crash on the shore and roar, but his feet were not wet.

Suddenly thought of the annual tide at the mouth of the southern river is just that there will be a group of soldiers stepping on the tide, the king of Yue in Cangwu County in the south takes advantage of this tide to train soldiers, and the man who steps on the tide holds the flag of the king of Yue, who can do the flag without dropping water droplets can enter the official and add a knight, and the reward is 100 gold.

The scholar in front of him naturally will not be the Cangwu County boy who is stepping on the tide, because he is simply standing on the head of the tide and rising and falling with the tide.

The dragon king's tide head is surging fast, surpassing the good breed of horses, the momentum is greater, it is better than ten thousand horses galloping, the sword scholar came in an instant, he saw the three people standing on the beauty dam from afar, with a warm smile.

When the man was about a hundred steps away from Jiang Yangsheng, he suddenly twitched the simple saber on his waist, and a sword slashed out, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace, the momentum was so great, but it was terrifying.

Jiang Yangsheng's eyes widened, feeling a little incredible, this man like an immortal slashed out with a sword, the sword aura was so powerful that even the surrounding tide stopped rushing, and for a while, there was a waterless ravine in the distance of a hundred steps, and the ravine cracked the tide, and the silt at the bottom of the river was clearly visible.

This sword can plough the tide!

Lao Kong snorted coldly, stepped out, and pointed like a sword, the breath up and down his body was like a fierce dragon suddenly waking up, and Jiang Yangsheng and Ah Shi, who were as vast as an ocean, flew towards the shore.

The tide came in an instant, and Lao Kong's thin body looked weak under the waves that the tide rose and fell, but the sword qi on his body was extremely abundant, and his fingers were like swords handed out, and the tide exploded, like a torrential rain falling one after another, and the sword qi that came first and then came from the scholar was exhausted under Lao Kong's fingers.

The sword aura of the immortal man disappeared, and the man was not angry, but showed a smile, and he raised the ancient long sword in his hand to hand out the second sword.

Lao Kong didn't talk nonsense, squinted, glanced at the young descendant, and then crossed his second finger.

Thundered~

The entire river boiled instantly, as if boiling, and the tide of the dragon king under the man's feet stagnated at this moment, no longer rushing, and collapsed after an instant, and then returned to calm.

The water of the river tends to be peaceful, the man treads the water, and gradually walks away, it seems that he is afraid of the old hole by the river, but the next moment, the man's complexion changes suddenly, and he accelerates under his feet to flee, and suddenly turns his head, looking at the old hole and tearing off the broken cloth bag behind his back, and a sword immortal points the way!

Kong Daode provoked the entire river with a sword, and the tide head of the dragon king at the end of the river suddenly broke off and fell apart, and the people around him were even suffocated by breathing, and their faces were full of horror.

A layer of cold sweat soaked out of Jiang Yangsheng's back, and he unconsciously increased the strength of his hand holding Ah Shi, and when he looked at it, Ah Shi's face was already bloodless, his eyes were divergent and dull, and he didn't react even if he held her hand white.

The old Kong Zhun who returned the sword to the sheath looked at Jiang Yangsheng and smiled, not thinking that the scholar just now was anything terrible.

Jiang Yangsheng took the opportunity to regain his senses, looked at the old hole that had been poured transparent just now, and complained with a face.

Li Qingmei and one hundred thousand Niu Weihu hurriedly came, and they were relieved to see that Jiang Yangsheng was unharmed.

Jiang Yangsheng looked at the narrow scabbard in Lao Kong's hand, it was the sword just now, full of rivers and rivers against the sky, and he couldn't help but look at it twice.

"Childe, it's okay. ”

Lao Kong said with a smile.

"Just an immortal?"

"It's not. Lao Kong shook his head, rarely pondered, and then said: "It is estimated that some sword leaders from various families have not been born long ago. ”

"Sword Queen?"

Jiang Yangsheng frowned, as the name suggests, the sword leader is the person with the highest kendo talent in every family.

"Can you tell which family it is?"

Lao Kong shook his head.

"First they attacked me at night, and then they slashed me openly on the river. Oh, Jiang Loan has provoked a lot of enemies. ”

Jiang Yangsheng didn't care much after the experience, after all, Lao Kong has always been by his side, this sword god is very powerful, it can be seen from the appearance of the young sword leader who was scared of Jiang just now.

For a long time, Ah Shi came to his senses, and then sat on the ground, burying his head and sobbing in a low voice, after all, it was a girl's family who had not experienced any strong winds and waves, and he would definitely not be able to accept such things for a while. Jiang Yangsheng sat aside and comforted.

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Cattle hit the valley.

The scholar was stuck at the mouth of the valley, holding a book of sages whose names he couldn't read clearly.

In the distance, the red-robed Chun Yu Feng immediately commanded a halberd.

Gu Feng hunted, and the scholar threw down the sage book in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Jiu Geque sat down and the mountain ghost borrowed the head of the prince of Beilai!"

Jiang Loan, who was in the carriage with his eyes closed, sighed, and asked with a smile: "What's the use of borrowing someone's head from Jiang?"

"Commemorate the five hundred people who died in Jiu Geque. ”

Jiang Loan smiled and said, "You can come and get it." "It shows the demeanor of princes and generals.

For a time, the murderous spirit in the valley fluctuated.

Chun Yufeng's halberd was lightly raised, lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse under his crotch neighed and ran to the valley.

Jiu Ge Que used to be an extremely prosperous faction in the rivers and lakes, and the Tao has been circulated for I don't know how many years, anyway, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, Jiu Ge Que existed, and it is rumored that Jiu Ge Que in its heyday sat in more than one god who accepted the spirit of God, and even said that there were people in Jiu Ge Que who had successfully ascended, but after all, it was too long ago to know the truth of these rumors.

Jiang Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, pondered for a long time, and finally thought of the matter of this Jianghu faction, closed his eyes and said softly: "Can a mere mountain ghost take my head? 500 people, even if 5,000 people die, what if 50,000 people die?"

And the cow hit the valley is already full of energy.

Chun Yufeng drove his horse away, his hands were halberded, and he smashed it hard, there was no fancy at all.

The scholar who claimed to be the mountain ghost in the Nine Songs did not retreat but advanced, lowered his body and was about to slide under the horse, the palm knife in his hand poked out, to split the horse's belly, this is an extremely vicious move, shoot people first shoot the horse, for the soldiers, once the horse falls off the battlefield is the threat of death, Chun Yufeng's halberd trajectory changed, it is to slash to the mountain ghost leaning over the ground, the scholar's face was cold, and he was not in a hurry to chop the horse, but hit the ground with both palms, the ground was randomly dented, the ground was splashed, the scholar stiffly propped himself up, and then turned around and slashed at Chun Yufeng, Chun Yufeng snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook it hard, the force was great, and the horse roared under the crotch, all four legs are broken together, and it is miserable.

Chun Yufeng flew off the horse, and coldly saw that the seriously injured BMW was dying, still wailing, and then a halberd struck, the halberd slapped on the horse's head, and the broken leg horse suddenly screamed.

"The people of Beilai don't have any mercy?"

The scholar sneered, Chun Yufeng didn't reply, just glanced coldly, and rushed over with a halberd.

The scholar is unarmed, but his body is a strange one, a pair of knife palms are comparable to gold and iron, and the continuous palm wind slaps on the horizontal halberd, making a sonorous sound, Rao is Chun Yu Feng is suffocated, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

"Hmph, it's useless to be a scholar. ”

Chun Yufeng is also too lazy to also take advantage of this scholar's tongue, since ancient times, the most good at playing with words is the scholar, but now it is the martial artist who bumps into the scholar and has to hide away, otherwise he will be nagged by him to have a headache, and it is not a kill or not.

"I heard that there is also a strategist scholar in Beilai Mansion who killed millions of Confucian students without saying a word, is that useless? I'm afraid that the general has been on the battlefield for several years, I'm afraid it won't be as many people as Gongsun Wuzhi killed a few unintentional words!"

The scholar laughed and mentioned the conspiracy in the Beilai Palace.

Chun Yufeng didn't bother to say anything to him, dropped the halberd in his hand, and fought with this scholar with his bare hands.

"I'm really conceited to the extreme. ”

The scholar shook a fierce punch with his bare hands, and then the knife was pulled back, and between the two people, there were already more than a dozen moves up and down.

Chun Yufeng is practicing military boxing, boxing pays attention to a move to kill, and the scholar is probably from the feminine palm method, each move takes some obscure routes, both rigid and soft.

Jiang Yuan opened the curtain and looked at the two people who were in full swing in the Niubang Valley, and then the old god closed his eyes in the carriage where he was there. It is estimated that this is an assassin with this ability, and it is not a problem for Chun Yufeng.

In fact, this is the case, Chun Yufeng's strong fist roared with the wind, and slammed into the scholar mercilessly, and the scholar did not dare to fight with Chun Yufeng from beginning to end, so he could only drift back, Chun Yufeng punched to progress, and his body followed the scholar forward, not giving him time to breathe.

"The general is really unforgiving. ”

The scholar slammed his legs, split the aggressive fist wind, and stabilized his body.

The scholar looked at the carriage surrounded by fifty horsemen, the corners of his mouth twitched, knowing that it was difficult to succeed today, Jiu Geque seriously underestimated the combat power of Chun Yufeng, and did not expect that this Chun Yufeng had unconsciously stood firmly in the realm of Yipin in a few years, thinking that as long as there was this righteous son by his side, except for the immortals who were in harmony with the gods, no one would be able to take away the head of the king of Beilai.

Gritting his teeth, the scholar smiled in the direction of the carriage: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, he will definitely take your head one day, and of course, there is also General Chunyu." ”

As soon as the voice spoke, the figure climbed up the steep cliff like a spirit ape, and after a few moves, it disappeared to the top of the cliff.

On the carriage, Jiang Loan muttered to himself: "Everyone wants to take my head, but you don't dare to ask for it when it is really given to you." ”

"Father-in-law, it's time to ask for a stick of incense. ”

"No, I think it may be the mountain ghost's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, a little mountain ghost, let it go. ”

The red-robed Chun Yufeng asked for a ride from Hu, sat on the back of the horse again, and painted a halberd in his hand, and the wind in the valley was fierce!

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