Chapter 161: Two Edicts
East of the Iron Gate Pass was favorable for cavalry onslaughts, naturally a good place to die easily.
Two hundred light cavalry against eight hundred light cavalry, two hundred imperial troops did not shy away from the battle.
With some years ago, the capital of the children of the rich and powerful mixed into this royal army to hold the golden bowl of different, after Zhang Julu power, personally look through the imperial forest military register, as long as it is with the ministers and generals of the children and grandchildren of the relatives and relatives, a day all expelled from the imperial forest army, that day the barracks will be empty in half, many by virtue of the real ability to enter the army of the generals of the family children shall not be exceptions, which makes Zhang Julu in the capital of the military side of the official is very unpopular, a number of spring and autumn meritorious achievement The old generals are met when they are cursing, one of the old generals living on the same street simply blocked the door to question the purple bearded blue-eyed child, questioned the head of adults to his grandson’s strength, how can’t be this imperial army ordinary armor! Zhang Shoufu out of the door, not salty said your grandson is indeed capable of when, but your great-grandson later certainly not this ability, this official just twenty years in advance to close this door. At that time still held a key position of the old general did not want to pass that crepe bending reasoning, but also did not dare to the dynastic first minister rolled up his sleeve tube rough, just made up his mind to old and dead, the relationship between the two original cordial even a pile of happy relatives are delayed. The old general is many years later from the Ministry of War on the position of the second chair retired, only to take the initiative to thank the door.
The black-clothed young man crossed the phoenix word battalion lieutenant Yuan Mang and green bird, on a swept out of the cavalry middle-aged martial arts, this imperial guards wear a sword but do not use the sword, to Xu Longxiang hands twisted and pulled both arms, the original thick arm suddenly blood and flesh dried up, turned into shocking skin and bones, out of the confinement, the backhand is to seize the first opportunity, want to tear off in front of the face of the yellow skinny young man’s hands. Xu Longxiang still by his rapid force, just a kick out, all the way to escort Prince Zhao Kai are deep hidden middle-aged guards had the intention to a life for a life, tearing away Xu Longxiang arms and then hard resistance through the chest of a foot, just when his arms instantly expanding and growing as a large bowl of amazing force, teenagers are still not moving, the guards immediately let go of their hands, hands down on the teenager’s toes, the whole person to take advantage of the force to rise up into the air, to avoid the fatal blow, out of the jianghu! The hidden door of the han’s feet cross a collision, such as ladder and up, he is fast, Xu Longxiang reach out faster, hold an ankle, will be pulled down a person, lifting a knee, into the palace after years of immersion in the secret manuals of the han leaning elbow strike, is still a teenager’s knee in the abdomen, the sturdy body drifting backward, fortunately, behind the cavalry horsemanship, are given to the emergency around the avoidance of the han, a hand of the han’s five fingers like hooks to grab the ground, on the ground to draw a Up to several feet long gully, only to stop the defeated form, abdomen turned over, the corner of the mouth oozing blood, the man stood up, there are a few points of fear in his eyes.
Since the readers can sell talent to the emperor’s family, many of the top reckless nature is also happy to rely on a martial arts sold to the court, unlike the Northern Liang Xu family of no official power, as long as there is a skill, to the capital palace post, it is really a wild folk into the official family. This was given yellow by the son of gold sword guards because of outstanding martial arts, but also the success of the best, a return home to visit his family, when the sect had been the county sheriff and the generals of the joint pressure to gasp, and so he was dressed in yellow to return home, it is the sky turned upside down, snobbish county sheriffs asked the county of an elderly Confucian pen to write plaques, personally sent to the clan to hang, and he was originally confined by the rules of the palace, did not intend to bother with the county sheriff! After this, he brought a direct disciple of a senior uncle within the gang to the capital, and was lucky enough to become the second Golden Sword Guard.
The middle-aged Golden Sword Servant slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and surrounded the black-clothed teenager with the rest of his multiple colleagues. The hanyou silently thought in his heart that even if he died here today, he would still be able to stand up to the clan.
Xu Longxiang took big strides in a straight line, his eyes always fixed on the woman with a white surplice.
Green Bird a horseman took the lead in the battlefield, the hand of the Shakana gun dialed away the opposite side of the enemy horseman’s stabbing face a gun, wrist flick, drag the word skill together with the arc of the gun, will be thought to wipe the body is the end of the round of the elite horseman, to a gun stabbed through the back of the heart. Arc of the spear back, green bird a pole brake after sweeping across the body of the imperial forest cavalry, swept into two cuts. She didn’t have a love affair, back to the horse spear only killed a member of the cavalry general, and then no longer make, even if there are imperial forest cavalry to block the shakura, she also only towards that carriage galloped and rushed.
When the first wave of horses and men’s spears and spears rubbed their bodies, the ground rolled down more than thirty corpses.
Like two blades cutting each other’s flesh and blood.
The two wounds continued to tear and expand rapidly.
Yuan Mang picked over an enemy rider with a spear, and the body of the imperial guard whose armor was stabbed with a bloody hole was picked into the air.
The cavalryman who still had the strength to fight twisted his body in the air, wanting to land on his feet and draw his sword to fight again.
Unfortunately, before they landed on the ground, one of the White Horse Guards chopped his head off with a swift sword.
Yuan Mang laughed out loud, “Hong Ruizi, this head is for you. Go back and stop being stingy, and treat Captain Yuan to a good meal!”
The expressionless Hong Shuwen muttered softly, “Let me be a sub-lieutenant and I’ll buy you a drink.”
Yuan Mang had a good ear, and even in the midst of the horse stampede, he still heard clearly, and laughed and cursed, “Let go of your mother’s ass! Wait until you have killed enough ten people before you mention this to me!”
Hong Shuwen in the hands of the Northern Liang knife twisted into a reverse onion style, stooped to avoid a gun, with the help of the horse under the crotch of the momentum, Liang knife along the gun bar slid rapidly, a knife cut the enemy rider’s arm, and then by the Phoenix word camp famous ruthless son cut off half of the head.
The horse was still running forward, the man was already dead.
Hong Shuwen, who still had a Northern Liang sword remaining in his waist, blandly said, “Two more.”
Wang Chong, who was in the middle of his horse’s forward charge, glanced at one of the White Horse Boxers who died in front of him and gritted his teeth.
A red cloud suddenly drifted over the heads of the crowd and crashed down beyond the Iron Gate Pass.
A cavalryman of the imperial forest army landed on the ground before he died, vaguely visible in the distance harnessing flying swords to form a formation to battle the master of the state, when he closed his eyes, he cursed breathlessly, “Fuck your ancestors eighteen generations of the capital city scholars, don’t you all say that Beiliang Shizi will only spend time bullying the ladies?”
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Xu Fengnian had seen Lei Chi twice.
Deng Tai’a’s Thunder Pool Sword Formation outside of Wudi City, killing Celestial Zhao Xuan Su.
The Thunder Pool in the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor of Great Qin, on the other hand, was cracked by the devil Luoyang’s flicking sword.
One became and one broke.
Xu Fengnian then had his own flying sword to create the thunder pool.
He once told Xu Beihao that within a few zhang outside a few zhang inside the thunder pool, flying swords kill people easily, absolutely no water.
Sickly black-clothed old monk at first did not on the young son of Beiliang that words about revenge on the heart, a body of qi stagnation of martial arts, not to mention his Yang Taiyou, I’m afraid that even a second-grade master can let you Xu Fengnian eat and walk, just when the horse rushed, sword qi a moment pouring like a drowned river, there are some surprised. Yang Taishou these years away from the palace disputes, walking the rivers and lakes, with his rich to the extreme of the city and experience, the martial arts some fragmented words, can squeeze out the water and waved away the smoke, deduced from the truth will not be too far away from the insider. It was just that he had expected that Xu Fengyen, who had been gifted the Great Yellow Court by Wang Chonglou, shouldn’t have his internal strength withered so much, while his sword qi shouldn’t have been so ferocious.
Yang Taiyou gently waved his sleeve again and again.
The twelve flying swords rebounded and jumped again and again.
Xu Fengyen stopped his horse ten feet away, his hands each pressing down on Spring Thunder and Spring Autumn. Quietly and quietly, not uttering a sound or a word.
This is the power of the Wu family flying swords of the perfect sword tire, where the mind goes, is where the sword blade goes. What’s more, these twelve flying swords, originally condensed the Peach Blossom Sword God Teng Tai’a life’s work, even if he was gifted the sword before erasing the Ruyi Sword Tire, a twelve flying swords themselves have long been rounded and permeable.
“Return to the clan.”
The old monk in black smiled and spat out two words. One hand formed a palm on his chest and stood upright, one sleeve flicked and rolled, rolling the six flying swords into his sleeve in a single motion.
The big sleeve rolled and held up like a drum bag.
The Tai Ah of the remaining six flying swords stabbed at Yang Tai Sui’s brow.
The old monk lifted his hand and slapped it, sticking to Tai Ah, his body seemed to be walking slowly, but this palm was sticking down the four flying swords including Tai Ah in the air.
The remaining two bamboo horse peach blossom hit the back of the old monk one after another, but the robe such as throwing stones after the lake water ripples, bamboo horse peach blossom are to no avail, and to the palm of the Yang Tai Sui four fingers clip double sword.
Twelve swords in the old monk’s sleeve and hand.
Yang Taiyou looked at the young man sitting on the horse stolidly, said softly, “Can your highness retreat here?”
Xu Fengnian pulled the corner of his mouth, “It’s still early. You’re not even dead.”
Stretching out his hand, he flexed his fingers in the air in front of him.
The six swords were still confined by the fingers of one hand of the black-clothed old monk, but the six swords in the sleeves had already broken out of the sleeves.
Yang Taiyou eeped and muttered, “Knocking fingers to break longevity?”
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Dao, not Taoism alone, the three religions have been struggling to find their own Dao.
And Confucianism is not equivalent to the Confucianism that set heavy rules and drew up rules and regulations after that Sage Zhang.
If not for the fact that he owes a favor that has to be repaid, Cao Changqing would love to talk to this white-robed soldier saint about the difference between their paths.
Cao Changqing had been initiated into Confucianism thanks to the ruins of the Western Basement Wall, to Her Highness’s words that the rise and fall of the people was a matter of suffering, and to the scholarly spirit that had survived even after the destruction of the Western Chu Dynasty.
He was curious as to how Chen Zhi Bao was able to skip the celestial phenomena and go straight to the land gods.
In fact, with Chen Zhi Bao’s outstanding talent, follow the martial arts realm step by step into the heavenly image realm, and then the Confucian saint identity to achieve land immortals, so both the three saints and martial arts path of Confucian saints, I’m afraid that I really only concede a way.
Now Chen Zhi Bao, in a very unprecedented situation, neither pseudo realm immortal, nor Wang Xianzhi’s power to prove the way to transcend the world.
It is a pity.
How good it would have been to wait ten more years.
However, there is one thing that Da Guan Zi can be sure, Chen Zhi Bao’s quietly into the saint, and the two Zen Temple Dragon Tree Sacred Monk’s passing away has a lot to do with.
After Cao Changqing sighed sadly, he reached out his hand.
Instead of Xu Wei Xiong, he said the word “edict” which he could not say in time.
A purple thunderbolt was grabbed by him from the sky.
The reason why Cao Changqing is known as the leader of the celestial phenomenon, naturally has its big wind flow place.
Earlier, after Chen Zhi Bao took on Cao Changqing, he gently dismounted and patted his warhorse to let it off the reins.
Raising his head, he looked towards the heavenly thunder landing.
Suddenly, he thrust the rod of deep purple plum wine into the earth.
Cao Changqing smiled faintly and said the word “Edict” again, this time with his palm facing downwards.
The Law of the Heavens is like the earth!