Chapter 152 – The king’s children all appeared on stage

Xu Fengyen was puzzled, the crazy dog “Zhao Hook” which was used by Liyang to cut off the dissidents, most of the commanding power was originally in the hands of a relative of Empress Zhao Zhi, could it be that Tang Huakuan, the old spy, got Zhao Zhi’s secret order? But Zhao Zhi where will be the Bodhisattva woman, Xu Zhao two family friendship, in fact, is divided into two parts, one is Xu Snapdragon and the late emperor, one is Xu Fengyen’s mother and Zhao Zhi, but these two have been in Xu Fengyen’s last entry into the capital in the outside of nine nine museums in the smoke dissipated. What’s more, between the land of the displaced people and the Zhao family in Liyang, there is still a strong Northern Liang, where is Zhao Zhi’s turn to tell him what to do? Xu Fengnian suddenly heart startled, he even dared to refuse the imperial decree of the son of heaven, although it does not matter Zhao Zhi’s mind, but perhaps miscalculated one thing, which makes Xu Fengnian feel a trace of uneasiness, but at this time can not be allowed to change the established plan, the big deal is to use the most stupid method, the soldiers come to block the water and earth to cover up the earth, just to see who is the mantis and who is the yellow bird in the end.

The doorway Gu Feiqing threw a rod of iron spear to the door of the kind of cool, the kind of devil weighed a little, skillfully play a gun flower, the spear body trembled out of a burst of pleasing subtle curvature, kind of cool a spear in the hands of the world I have, the momentum suddenly changed, no longer see the previous that all things do not worry about the head of the idle clouds and wild cranes, dragging the spear and go, the spear tip of the clattering and skidding in the blue brick floor, kind of cool footsteps and no regularity, when the time to hurry, when the time to slow down, seems to do as you wish, a few blinks, and no words, no words, no words. A few blinks of an eye, without saying a word, killed in front of Xu Fengyen, holding the bottom end of the iron spear, swung straight out of a large arc, whip smashed to Xu Fengyen’s head, Xu Fengyen is not so stupid as to two hands to hold the spear to block, the hands of the same style of the iron spear with species of cold diagonally lifted to draw the arc of the horizontal and vertical spears under the collision of two spears, Xu Fengyen the first time will be out of the hand of the iron spear, do not go to take down the impact to the iron spear brought by the impulse, but not away from the hand for too long, not waiting for the iron spear! Xu Fengyen was hit by a kind of devil head on the ground, after a short while, he held the iron spear with only the “afterglow” of the qi, in the layman’s opinion, Xu Fengyen always held the iron spear tightly, and had a hard encounter with Seed Liang, although Xu Fengyen played with his heart and soul, and escaped the first set of dangerous qi that poured out in the form of a flood on the iron spear, but the strong internal force that Seed Liang gave to the iron spear was surprisingly huge, and Xu Fengyen’s internal force was also unexpectedly huge. Surprisingly huge, Xu Fengyen held the iron spear, had to shake his wrist to make the collapse trick to disperse the residual qi on the spear, just masters fight, few gun fairy Wang Xiu and Fu General A person such day and night entanglement killing, often are a step wrong step wrong, the winner and loser immediately judged.

Xu Fengyen after the collapse of the word skill, only to unload their iron spear on the strength, kind of Liang continued to Wang Xiu vertical arc of the momentum of aggressive, forcing no room for maneuver Xu Fengyen had to continue to maintain a horizontal spear defense posture, once again hard to carry down the arc, only last time is Xu Fengyen trick, this time it is the turn of the kind of Liang, the arc of the word is not false, but the tip of the spear because of the collapse of the word skill to blow up the mass of astral body, the kind of Liang in the hands of the hard iron spear was bent out of a The hard iron spear in his hand was bent into an unimaginably soft semi-circle, the tip of the spear was pointed right at Xu Fengyen’s face, one foot apart, and the astral energy was one foot long, not even close! Xu Fengyen could either take the force brought by the iron spear’s arc trick, or take the risk of trying to use his flying sword in his sleeve to break away the astral energy of the collapsing trick, Xu Fengyen didn’t hesitate to choose the former, showing off his sword mastery with a sword embryo is like playing with fire, Xu Fengyen retreated and looked for the next best thing, while sliding backwards with his body shape, both of his knees were slightly curved, so as to dislodge the mammoth qi of the arcing spear of Cultivation Liang, Cultivation Liang was holding the iron spear, he didn’t hurry to beat up the dog in the water, he only followed the shadows, and always rested his spear tip on the ground. He always rested the tip of his spear one foot away from Xu Fengnian’s eyes, and didn’t even immediately use the instantly recognizable Bengzhi technique, his astral aura wanted to be hidden, and this big devil, who ranked second in Beimang, was so wantonly taunting Xu Fengnian.

The reason why kind of Liang easily grasp not lose Xu Fen Nian’s gun fairy secret art, the talent is very high this point is undoubtedly, more important is that he had a year before the peak of the attention of the North Mang battle, the opponent is precisely become one of the world’s ten people after the broken spear DengMao, kind of Liang for the gun spear technique of deep understanding, and close to the platform of Xu Fen Nian roughly the same, but Xu Fen Nian is now only the second grade of the internal force, compared to the kind of Liang is poor! However, Xu Fengyen is now only the second grade of internal force, inferior to Seed Rang, Seed Rang is not one of those “worldly masters” who do martial arts fighting behind closed doors, Seed Demon has been fighting with people all his life, so the two of them are purely using spears to fight against spears, and Xu Fengyen’s defeat is a natural and natural one.

If on the talent, Xu Fengyen is not as good as the old man of sheepskin fur who knows that he is the best in the world since he holds the sword, not as good as Xuanyuan Jingcheng who only reads books in his life but reads out a Confucian saint, not as good as the woman who practiced the words and inexplicably practiced the Royal Sword Qingdian, not as good as the charcoal seller who was born with the embryo of the immortal sword and a lot of things, Xu Fengyen is going to lose to the jianghu windsurfing son of these species Liang within the jianghu. But when it comes to playing with life, Xu Fengyen doesn’t say he is better than them, at least he is not inferior.

Xu Fengyen in the two peach trees back from the imminent back against the palace wall, no longer back, pulled out a small range of arc gun, seems to be desperately stopping the waist arc kill species Liang. Kind of Liang cloud breeze is very light, did not close the spear, spear tip to take advantage of this “slowly” pushed forward half a foot, but also Xu Fengyen a life for a life of desperado attitude, as if this aggressive, the intention is not to win, so deliberately hide the strength of the gamble, gambling, betting on Xu Fengyen dares to trade lives with him. Xu Fengyen did not have any hesitation, the arc gun as usual, but at the same time, the left hand holds the left waist of the embroidered winter knife, this white fox face love gift knife, can be considered Xu Fengyen’s most intimate and familiar “concubines”, accompanied by him all the way to the north of Mang two trips to the rivers and lakes in Liyang, when the path to raise the idea of Xu Fengyen held the embroidered winter, it is A very different weather, as the unarmed Dragon King House second offerings into a kind of devil holding a spear.

Kind of cool eyes cooled a few points, the body qi flow more and more rapid, and then flooded with thousands of thoughts, to the critical point of life, this kid is still not thinking of relying on the side way to escape, but afraid of the arc spear to stop the waist sweeping their own, have to make up for the death of a knife to be assured? This kid is not really do not take the king of Northern Liang as a vassal king? Does he really have the determination to burn with the jade and stone? Seed Liang vision instantly turned hot, no longer ambiguous, the tip of the spear astral dexterity like that was thrown out of the furnace of the burning charcoal, in Xu Fengyen iron spear swept Seed Liang at the same time, kind of magic head of the spear tip together with the astral dexterity bombarded Xu Fengyen brow center area. After the lightning and flames, rapping the force of unparalleled species of Liang also swept out three feet horizontally, is still not able to retreat, shoulder was torn out of a bone deep blood groove, species of Liang looked to the young man who collapsed the palace wall, more miserable than he has since, has discarded the iron spear, the knife is also returned to the sheath, a bit of scarlet in the center of the eyebrow not to mention the eyes of the blood between the blur, but there is a red wire such as a slender snake from the sleeves climbed arms and then from the neck, from the temples climbed up to the eyebrows, and the eyes of Xu Fengnian. Upwards, from the temples climbed up to the eyebrows, let a person look at it is doubly creepy, species Liang obviously some annoyed, muttered, “knife method is a bit like Gu Jiantang half-assed Fangchun Lei, this attached to the dragon art, it is difficult to be a human cat’s finger Xuan?”

Seed Liang let out a sigh, looking with pitying eyes at this new Liang King who had given himself a big surprise, “If I had known, I would have put out a few more points of qi, maybe you could have done a little better. It’s a pity that there’s nothing for me to do next.”

The Lord of Qing Cang Zhou Junchen hunkered down in the Golden Palace, one hand to support the gold lacquer corridor columns, one hand clenched in the waist of the carved dragon jade pendant, nervous, he knows his family background, that is, only a puppet, the three masters of the three offerings on the surface of the Qing Cang will respond to the request, but no one took him seriously, Zhou Junchen stared at the back of an old man with hands and caged sleeves, the old man is the third offerings of the House of the people of the South Border, proficient in medicine and poison as well as witchcraft, skilled in killing people! Not to mention saving lives, his torturing techniques were even more bizarre. Zhou Junchen so far have not been clear about the exact origin of the three worshipers, Qing Cang’s espionage has always been in vain, not that Zhou Junchen does not want to make a good effort in this piece, but the power is not enough, Qing Cang in the interstices of a number of powerful forces to survive, hundreds of sets of armor and ordnance on the purchase of a good Zhou Junchen has been racking his brain, and for a dynasty in the midst of a chaotic world, the real consideration of the country’s strength, there are two matters The most intuitive, not the cultivation of retainers, keeping dogs and hawks, nor the construction of mansions, one of the thousands of days of military training, that is, the number of soldiers armor, military is a bottomless pit, military is even more, winning the war is okay, losing the blood money, it is very easy to drag down the regime of a cut since the heroes but the foundation of the regime is not stable. Another is to collect military intelligence secret, this is an extremely costly silver swallowing gold Pixi, many secret letters on the words, but also to take the blood and human life in exchange.

Previously, the head of the Dragon King’s spy swore that the young feudal king is a lone offender, Beiliang did not have large-scale troop movements, Zhou Junchen’s intention is to slightly test some, and then the king on the king, sit down together to enjoy the wine and beauty, and talk about it, if the youngest prince of the Liyang Dynasty really sincere, Zhou Junchen does not mind to be an assassin under the rule of the Northern Liang, or to give a real power of the generals also line, if there is no sincerity, and then tear the face of the killers. If there is no sincerity, then it is not too late to tear the face and kill, but unfortunately, first Tang Huakuan this old man insisted on using that is considered to be the Dragon King House the most big deal of the runic array, and then is the three worship and riding army general Jiang Heng and, claiming to be the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period, but the North Mang accent of the second worship Liang Zhong, but as always, the nature of the dispassionate, chose to stand idly by, which completely disrupted the Zhou Junchen’s plans, and can only hope that the death of Xu Fengyen outside the temple, and the best thing is that the following unrest and collapse of the Beilang, and the death of Xu Fengyian. It is best to follow the collapse of the Northern Liang turbulence, otherwise he can only bring a force of soldiers to escape the more barren and desolate western region. Zhou Junchen sighed, turned his head to look back at the golden dragon chair, and then turned his head on tiptoe to look at the light outside the temple, dazed and confused, and then Zhou Junchen a scalp numbness, hard to turn around, saw the unmasked three men and one woman, two adult men, a pair of teenage girls, the teenager is a little fat, at this time is rolling on the spacious dragon chair, seems to be very enjoyable to roll the feel of the dragon chair, the young girl is not what Beauty embryo, looks flat, good in a white cover a hundred ugly, if it is shelved in the Dragon King’s House of those showgirls in the pile of egrets, no meat is not happy no women are not happy Zhou Junchen will not look at a little bit of the young girl is squatting on the side of the dragon chair, opened his mouth and bit hard, as if to verify that this dragon chair is not made of gold.

Zhou Junchen could not care about this pair of naughty children, but the two men with a difference in age of about ten years could be daunted.

Slightly younger man with a majestic figure, born with “eyes without pearls” vision, say he is blind seems to be inaccurate.

Xiongqi man stood on the side of a short man dressed in Northern Mang Northern Dynasty clothing, leaving Zhou Junchen a coarse-looking side, he stretched out a hand in stroking the dragon chair, scratching extremely slow, like yearning like ridicule.

A positive yellow dragon robe Zhou Junchen gulped, do not say out loud reprimand, is the atmosphere do not dare to breathe a bit.

Short man laughed, did not look at Zhou Junchen, asked softly: “This dragon chair and Liyang Jinluan Temple on that compared to the big or small?”

Zhou Junchen, who was slightly versed in the Northern Mang language, carefully replied, “It is much smaller.”

The man nodded, retracted the hand that was stroking the dragon chair, turned to face Zhou Junchen, half of his face was crisscrossed with scars, and his thumb rubbed at the scars on his face.

Seeing this scene, remembering a rumor, Zhou Junchen’s heart was horrified, staggering back a few steps.

In the north of the most north of the north of the Liang hoof, the north of Mang has a young military wizard, from the north of the dynasty clan, the roaming horse invasion to the extreme, with too much disparity between a small number of troops, hard in the eastern front to beat the two generals of the Liyang is still surviving today, and finally bold enough to support the western front, and at that time like a bamboozle of the north of the Liang iron cavalry has had a number of head-to-head, not only did not lose the wind, but also a slight victory, until In a place called Chijin, was Li Yishan planning to the death of a Yin, was also fine at a lone army ranger surnamed Chu’s fat man wrapped up, the two sides of their respective 3,000 riders, each other circuitous, each other run, each other killed a whole more than 800 miles, to the end of the North Mang clan around the side of not save a soldier, surnamed Chu’s not good enough to go anywhere, only eighty riders left! That shook the east and west lines of millions of troops of the deadly battle, although not enough to play a role in the general situation, but almost let all the generals are marveled at.

At the same time, this unimpressive looking man was the most serious of the Northern Mang heavenly dignitaries, the half-brother of the Murong Empress, Murong Baoding!

Murong half-face Buddha, all thanks to the present Northern Liang capital guard Chu Lushan.

This person is not only a great talent in military law, but also a deservedly talented martial arts, not a great diamond realm is like a great diamond, the golden body invincible comparable to the two Zen Temple of the white monks.

Seeing Zhou Junchen’s timidity, Murong Baoding, the Orange State Holding Order of Northern Mang, laughed and said, “Recognize it?”

Then this short man pointed to the elegant looking pupil-less man beside him, “You should be afraid of him, the co-lord of the iron cavalry of the three towns of Johoran, Hong Jingyan.”

Hong Jingyan?

Although he was driven from the fourth throne of the world to the sixth in the world by the world’s first great devil, but the sixth in the world is not an expert?

Together with a Murong Baoding who was also one of the top ten experts in the world, what did it mean for these two to stand together and appear in Qing Cang?

Zhou Junchen, who was very afraid of death, already had the realization that life and death have their own destinies, and his mind was filled with only one thought, “That Beiliang King outside the temple is dead!”