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The cavalry rounded him up seven times, but they did not succeed in one of them, but the man killed many people, and even allowed this man to successfully break through three times, and burst in front of General Ximen Wang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it weren't for the general's fierce and invincible world, I'm afraid that this person would really be able to snipe.

Ordinary people are not as good as cultivators, and ordinary cavalry is not as good as cultivators, the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army can accept this, but they can't accept that they can't even stop each other, they can't accept that as subordinates, they need to rely on the general to maintain the safety of the military camp.

For the proud cavalrymen, this was the greatest humiliation.

The desolate and whistling military whistle sounded around the meadow, and nearly 800 Chaoyang heavy armored Xuan cavalry began to slowly arrange the formation, and the crossbow and arrow formation division at the barracks also pushed forward dozens of zhang.

A charge of the world's strongest cavalry against the world's strongest cultivator is about to begin.

"After betraying the court, you have indeed become a cowardly villain, who will always know only to hide in the barracks, and always only know to let your men die. ”

Tang looked at Ximen Wang and said.

Ximen Wang stretched out his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and stretched out his hand to stop the movements of his subordinates around the meadow, then he raised his head, looked at Tang and said: "My troops are not involved in the war against the tribe, you know very well why, so I don't understand why you have been trying to kill me since last year, even at the risk of death. ”

Tang took off his felt hat, threw it at his feet, and then slowly walked out of the collapsed grass sea, walked more than ten feet in front of Ximen Wang, and said, "Because there are many people in the hall waiting for you to go back." ”

Ximen Wang frowned slightly.

The eyebrows, carved out of wire, look so cold and hard once wrinkled.

There are no living people in the mouth of the Demon Sect Hall, only dead people with white bones all over the ground, so the people waiting for him to go back are not people, but those unwilling ghosts.

"Before the entrance of the hall was broken by Xuanwei, your teacher and I had already left, and this matter has nothing to do with me, so you can't blame me for it. ”

"But after you went south, you still became a guest of the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army after all. ”

Tang said: "A traitor is a traitor, the ancestors of the Holy Sect are all waiting for you to go back and apologize in the hall, and Senior Sister Murong is also waiting for you in the steaming drawer." ”

Ximen Wang listened to the word Murong, his eyebrows wrinkled like iron grates gradually became dim, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "It's not so easy to kill me. ”

Tang said: "If I release your true identity, who in the world can tolerate you?"

Ximen Wang said: "It is enough for the Western Jin Dynasty and Your Majesty and the Dushan Sect to tolerate me, because this means that the heavens can tolerate me, as long as the heavens can tolerate me, the people of the world dare not tolerate me." ”

Tang said: "Emperor Chaoyang can tolerate you because you have military merits, he may have wanted to get rid of you for a long time, but he didn't want to clash head-on with the Western Jin Dynasty, and there was no evidence, so he drove you to stay outside the territory for the tiger, and the reason why the Dushan Sect didn't kill you was because the people in the Dushan Sect had long forgotten how to kill people." ”

"Maybe you have a point. ”

Ximen looked at him expressionlessly and said: "But you are not Haotian Daomen, nor are you the Son of Chaoyang, let alone the Dushan Sect, so you can't kill me, and now in the whole world, only you want to kill me." ”

Tang said, "Why can't I kill you?"

Simon looked at the blood-colored giant knife he held in his hand, looked at the terrifying blade that had penetrated deep into the surface of the grassland, and said, "Because the holy knife has dimmed in your hands. ”

Tang said, "Your armor has also been broken. ”

The battle robe worn by Ximen Wang was a new one in the early morning, and it had already been shattered into strands under Tang's blade, revealing the metallic armor inside.

He is the general of the Chaoyang Empire, and the armor on his body was personally cast by Professor Huang He of the Dushan Sect and supervised by the Dushan Sect, and it is engraved with intricate runes, which can provide him with seemingly endless protection.

However, what seems to be endless is not really endless after all.

Last year in Haibei, the blood-colored giant knife in Tang's hand has left a deep trace on this armor, and in recent days, this armor has been much darker than in the past, especially near the chest and abdomen, and even a few cracks have appeared, indicating the end of the collapse.

This armor can't hold up for too long.

"You've been hurting. ”

Ximen looked at the fist marks and blood stains on Tang's chest and abdomen, and said, "And you are seriously injured. If you were in a good period, it would take about 4,000 Heavy Armor Riders to trap you, but now you may die in the iron hooves at any time, and if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me at any time. ”

"Unless you can break my legs, your cavalry will be able to trap me. ”

Don said: "But you know that my legs are not easy to break, three times in a row, you want to try to do this, but you don't succeed, you will never succeed." ”

After a pause, he said, "And you're getting hurt all the time." ”

Simon Wang said, "My wounds are lighter than yours. ”

Don said, "But you're older than me. ”

Ximen Wang said: "They are all disciples of the Holy Sect, do you still believe in such nonsense as old age and infirmity?"

Tang said: "Old age does not necessarily mean that the body is weak, but the courage is inevitably not as good as back then, for example, you are more afraid of death now than back then, of course, since you cooked Murong to death, you have been afraid of death." ”

Ximen Wang was silent.

"The older you are, the easier it is to be afraid of death, the more cowardly you are, the easier it is to be afraid of death, and the more afraid you are, the easier it is to die. ”

Tang looked at him and said, "As long as you don't return to the capital, I will always follow you, and I will always spend so much time with you, and I will watch you die in front of me with my own eyes." ”

Simon looked at him and said no more, turning and walking under the meadow.

I only heard the flute rise suddenly, the sound of hooves around the meadow was like thunder, and hundreds of heavy armored Xuan riders rushed towards Tang on the still meadow like an iron stream.

Simon looked towards the barracks in the distance of the meadow and did not look back.

Listening to the sound of whistling flames breaking through the air on the meadow behind him, he didn't look back, and listening to the thunderous impact, he still didn't look back.

Three consecutive sniper kills and counter-sniping kills, Tang never came out of his legs, and he never found a chance to hurt the opponent's legs, so Tang would never let himself fall into the whirlpool of ten thousand cavalry charges.

Since the betrayal of the Demon Sect back then, Ximen Wang knew that this day would come sooner or later.

It's just that he didn't expect that he admitted that Tang was right, he was indeed more afraid of death now than he was back then, but he wasn't worried that he would die in Tang's hands or legs.

Because although Tang is one of the most powerful people in the world, he is no different, and he has no other way but to flee back to the capital.

Simon Wang thought so.

On the shore of Yanming Lake at the foot of Yanming Mountain, dozens of old houses and new houses have all changed owners.

The new owner did not renovate the lakeside house too much, and did not tear down and rebuild it all, but still spent a lot of money to renovate and tidy up the lakeshore.

Hundreds of workers and more than a dozen carts gathered on the lakeshore to begin to clean the lake mud, and the gardeners invited from the bachelor's mansion began to direct the boatmen to plant lotus flowers in the lake water of the early Qing Dynasty.

The owners of the old house who had just moved away, heard about what was happening here, and returned to Yanming Lake with the old and the young to see the excitement, watching the lake mud being dragged away by a car, looking at the boat that was planting lotus flowers in the lake, thinking about the possible beautiful scenery next year, and couldn't help but be envious.

Envy is envy, maybe there is some regret, but there is no jealousy, let alone hatred, the quality of the people of the capital has always been praiseworthy, since the new owner has spent money, then the other party spends money to renovate and renovate the landscape, which is the enjoyment that the other party deserves.

In the renovation project of Yanming Lake, Xu Chen just asked the other party to temporarily not move the structure of the house, and to have a variety of lotuses, he didn't understand the specific construction, and he didn't want to participate, so he still lives in the National Teacher's Mansion.

"Simon Wang is very afraid of water. ”

Xu Chen sat on the edge of the well, looking at the quiet and waveless, deep and dark well water, and said: "But I don't understand why a strong man at the peak of martial arts is afraid of water, maybe Ximen Wang deliberately said it to deceive people, so I won't try to drown him, I decided to plant lotus flowers on him after killing him." ”

In the twilight of spring, the weather is getting hot and humid, but the edge of the well made of green bricks is a little cool, Xu Chen sits on it and doesn't want to leave, waving a kitchen knife in his hand, and his eyebrows are dancing and talking.

The little maid hung her clothes on the rope, dried her wet hands on her apron, then went back to the wall, picked up the paint, finished the last piece of paint, and asked, "How did you kill him?"

Xu Chen left the edge of the well, walked to her side, pointed to something by the wall and said, "Fight first, and then let him die." ”

The little maid put down the lacquer pen and looked back at him with a confused expression.

The thing on the wall was a wooden man with a base, carved by Xu Chen himself, and the little maid painted a thick layer of black paint on her face, and there was a small black pot on the wooden man's head.

"To kill a person, you must first hit his body, that is, you must first break the defense. ”

Xu Chen pointed at the little wooden man with a kitchen knife and said, then he turned the kitchen knife sideways and slashed his forearm, and after a while, he saw that the white knife on his arm was faintly oozing blood.