Chapter 423 – Clothes Like Snow Xu Fenian

The two main generals of the left and right flanks of the North Mang with five thousand riders each, almost lost their minds, they were able to participate in the siege of the city as a cavalry army, fishing for this kind of easy to get the first credit, although the battle credit is not destined to be big, but the victory is in the ease, far from having to be like the first set of 30,000 foot soldiers so desperately push forward under the walls, and then give up their lives to the ants to the siege of the city, as the two flanks of the cavalry army, in fact, but it is just a symbolic multiple rounds of elevation shooting from the backs of the horses, as far as possible to Help those elite infantry in the border towns of the Southern Dynasty to suppress the rain of arrows from the city, plus the Northern Mang itself has a bow position and more than 2,000 catapults as the main force of parrying, so the two cavalry armies don’t have to take any responsibility at all.

Beiliang iron horsemen have long since figured out a law, the North Mang barbarians border army, is the old man army or son army or grandson army, as long as they look at the identity of their leading generals can be, originating from the North Court of the generals stationed in the South Dynasty border, often will not be bad to where, but also definitely not too high, so the command of the troops under his command, often the middle of the upper position to the sons of the army in the majority. For one thing, the northern court of the big name of the nobles and the big Xie Tick simply can not look at the western capital of the temple, in the view of the gang of the prairie bigwigs, I’m afraid that, in addition to Huang Song Pu, Dong Zhuo Liu Gui, these great generals and hold the festival, there are not a few people who can really be regarded as a government official. In addition, His Majesty the Emperor has been implementing the strategy of the Spring and Autumn Period remnants and Long Guan aristocrats to jointly rule the Southern Dynasties, and does not support the Northern Court bigwigs to get involved in the Southern Dynasties. South China’s local generals, according to the family of the high and low rank to see, to Longguan noble valiant son of the most expensive, for example, personally rushed to the Liuzhou Crone Mountain battlefield Wanyan Yinjiang, his Wanyan elite cavalry is the South China’s border on the old masters of the army, regardless of the strength of the battlefield or equipment, are second to none. Then is the Long relationship forces outside of the A Yi high gate, also in the South Dynasty military and political deep-rooted, and often on the North Liang various field main force cavalry very familiar with, not to be underestimated.

These two cavalry is typical of the South Korean border son army, family ancestors have long been secretly trust relationship to go through the door, it is not easy to rely on the Royal Palace of His Royal Highness, which is similar to the treatment of the lying to fish for credit.

Where can I think of not yet entered the horse bow range, each encountered two iron nails, to be stabbed flesh and blood, heart and liver are painful!

The two cavalry armies, nearly a thousand riders of huge casualties, the result of an arrow did not even draw out the arrow capsule, and in the end, even refused to the north of the city’s walls did not touch, the main general can not be scared of trembling?

The right side of the battlefield, two people rejected the horse.

Nanzhao Wei Miao and the East Vietnamese sword pool Chai Qingshan, two masters of the Central Plains have never met before, and naturally, even less opportunity to fight and spar, but with a seamless, watertight!

Wei Miao to bare hands against the North Mang cavalry, shot wide open, extremely sharp, each punch is so strong and heavy that often a charge to kill the cavalry, even the arm with the sword together will be broken, the North Mang cavalry in the hands of the high-quality scimitar is simply like paper mache general vulnerability.

Chai Qingshan has always been known for his exquisite sword art and deep sword qi, which just complemented Wei Miao’s fierce boxing, the sword master soon did not deliberately pursue the momentum of the killing moves, more to pick and stab the enemy in two styles, the tip of the sword spit out the sword is not long as two feet, but it is like holding a five-foot blade, just able to stand on the ground and accurately stabbed in the heart of the North Mang cavalrymen, or gently diagonally picking the cavalrymen’s necks, a longsword is always A long sword is never stained with scarlet.

At this time, only to see Wei Miao suddenly change the previous one and a half moves will be to control the enemy in the death of the ferocious boxing style, or in an arc to go around the light and agile momentum, or feet but not knee trip mud walking steps, body shape fast wandering, twisting waist shaking shake body shaking armor, every time to meet the North Mang cavalry horse with the shoulder on the back, by virtue of the adamantine body, do not take into account the sword slashes, instantly will be able to be hit by a border army horse to the hooves of the horse off the ground flying out of the side, due to the Wei Miao The pace of the rush, always able to see a needle between several riders, although the North Mang consciously spread the width of the charge, all of a sudden pull out seven or eight riders or even ten riders side by side of the front line, trying to break the two Central Plains masters of the solid pattern of one in front of the other, try not to give two people to change the breath of the opportunity, but Wei Miao with the change of the fast into the quick retreat and fast to hit the fast collection, is still a set of cavalry rushing to block down the North Mang cavalry, although they already realize Although the North Mang cavalry has realized that they must not hesitate to exchange their opponent’s life for a breath of ten or a hundred horsemen, and only seek to slowly consume these two Chinese masters, in such a dangerous situation, Wei Miao each time to target only the mounts and not the North Mang pawns of the moves, began to contain a huge spiral of the dark force, which creates an exaggerated picture of the absurd, the direction of many North Mang horses, is simply incredible, it is possible to fly to the two sides of the side, may be crashed into the upside down, may even be tilted upward to fly, may even have the possibility to fly upward. Go, may even tilt upward flying, so “huge” hidden weapons, so that the North Mang the same column of cavalry and the rear cavalry are defenseless, greatly limiting the North Mang cavalry rapid advance to form two encircling attempts.

Even if there are some fish in the net, want to cross Wei Miao to both sides around the arc encirclement, Chai Qingshan naturally will not stereotypical rigidly adhere to the rules of your front and my back, as a sword art champion of the southeast of the Liyang a clan of the Lord, really think that the old man’s sword qi is only two feet only?

Dead two or three hundred riders, the North Mang cavalry is not willing to retreat, not to mention dare to fight in fear.

After the death of five or six hundred riders, the commander clenched his teeth and hoped to drag the two martial arts experts to their deaths by means of a wheel battle.

After the death of more than a thousand riders, the cavalry general, who never dared to fight in the battlefield, had already killed his eyes, knowing that he had no way to retreat, and gave an order for all the cavalry under his command to abandon their swords! Just rely on the dead accelerated forward, with the war horse rushed into the two people!

After that, the whole five hundred crazy charging horses, as suicide in the two Chinese masters before, fell horse North Mang cavalry, as long as not fainted or killed on the spot, are active to get up, draw the sword to kill.

The world’s elite, brave and fearless, indeed not exclusive to the Northern Liang iron horsemen.

The first Liang Mang war, Liangzhou Hu Tou City, Youzhou Huloukou, Liuzhou Qingcang City, North Liang border soldiers people defiant, North Mang soldiers are also the same bombardment and death!

The second Liang Mang war, from the western region of Miyun mountain pass, flow state that northern corridor, crone mountain battlefield, and then to Liangzhou outside the left cavalry versus winter thunder elite cavalry and Zuo Ran iron cavalry, every battlefield, the enemy and I, all are killed to the breathtaking!

Therefore, the North Mang has always believed that as long as the fight down the North Liang, is the same as already hit the vast expanse of the whole of the Central Plains.

And Beiliang also always think, really not they deliberately look down on what the elite of the Central Plains, what the two Liao iron horsemen, as long as it is in that kind of easy to cavalry gallop in the vast area, once on a large-scale steppe cavalry, away from the Yang army head more, is not enough to North Mang barbarians chopped.

In a doomed to be annihilated in the dust of history in the fireplace night talk, Tantan Weng laughingly asked a hand in the hands of the dynasty handle of the friend, if it is angry with the Xu family, simply rebel, and the North Mang join hands with the south of the Central Plains, then you and I how to do it, will not be a thousand sins, you Bieyi child in the list of the top, I Huan Wen get the top of the list?

That at that time in the Liyang dynastic hall as the days of the chief minister of the Lord, look calmly give a bull-headed not to the horse’s mouth of the harmonic reply: I hope that by then we temple, gun public don’t feel martyrdom water is too cold, hanging beam home no rope.

Huan Wen is still in the temple, is still standing Tantan Weng, but in the fall of this year, has gradually faded out of the vision of the court, almost not much to participate in the small dynasty, the old man living in a simple house, more and more silent, unwilling to speak with others.

In this way, the chief minister Zhang Julu deep inside, for the clan division of the northern Liang Xu family, in the end, what kind of view, it is even more unknown.

Anyway, as the struggle between the Jiangnan clans and the Liaodong clans in the temple of Liyang intensified, some clean-sleeved but moralistic scholars, after gaining a firm foothold in Tai’an City, began to raise some voices, saying that the old traitor named Zhang Julu not only authorized the imperial government, but also secretly colluded with the northwestern border army, intentionally raising tigers and overcrowding in order to consolidate his own position.

These people, although the temporary number is not much, but the identity is often not vulgar, is regarded as empty with a body of knowledge and ambition, but only in the Yong Hui years, by the jealousy of the Bieye’s leader of the Zhang Lu suppression of crowded, and now finally guarded the clouds to see the light of the moon, it should be righteous, for the gods and goddesses of life to say a few words of justice.

For a time, a piece of praise, literati style, moral master, a pillar of a country.

These readers who had already jumped the dragon gate or were born in the family of generals and ministers, compared with the vast majority of ordinary readers, the number is not large, but the voice is the loudest, and the audience is the largest.

In this xiangfu three years after the autumn, Tai’an city temple at the highest, even with the northwest Xu family fought for so many years, the Ministry of War Yamen, in fact, did not deliberately hide the tragic victory of the battle of Miyun, coupled with the subsequent through the two Huai Road post to the capital of the crone mountain of Liushu victory, as well as Lu Dayuan Department of the left cavalry army of Liangzhou the total annihilation of the two Huai Road’s new Secretary Han Lin and the section of the Xu arch, word for word, according to the truth to the court, but still very strange, the two Huai Road, the two Huai Road, the new Secretary Han Lin and section of the Xu Gong, but still very strange. However, it is still strange that the entire Tai’an City, from the high families with deep courtyards to the city’s wells and alleys with crowing chickens and barking dogs, didn’t talk about this matter from beginning to end, probably because the former didn’t want to talk about it, and the latter couldn’t hear about it.

The people in the capital city of Liyang, at most, heard that the Xu family of Northern Liang fought a few small victories in the Liuzhou side, suffered a big defeat outside the Liangzhou Pass, and then soon to be hundreds of thousands of North Mang’s army surrounded the refusal of the northern city.

There is no way, also really blame this used to twenty years to sit and watch the clouds rise and fall of Tai’an City, its urgent need, is distant from the Ministry of War Minister title of the South General Wu Chongxuan, personally led 100,000 South Border strong army, surprisingly still can not withstand the three major feudal lords to the north of the advancing rebel army.

Great Pillar State Gu Jiantang’s two Liao Border Army, pressed on.

It is said that the inheritance of Gu Lu heritage of the Ministry of the army Tang Tiexuan, is about to move out of the capital, leading the capital half of the elite in Wu Chongxuan behind the army, set up a second line of defense, only waiting for two Liaodong iron horsemen south, I believe that at that time it will be able to turn the defense into an attack, will be a breath of rebels back to the south bank of the river in Guangling, what the white soldier saint Chen Zhi Bao of the Shu land foot soldiers, what the Yan Royal Edict of the king of the barbarians of the soldiers of the King Zhao Bing, what the light pole of a king of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the Jing’an! Zhao Xun, not worth mentioning!

For Liyang, for twenty years, pouring half of the country’s efforts to build out of the two Liao Liao border army, in Liyang Zhao room couch side of the world’s top elite, as if in the eyes of the city of Tai’an under the eyes of their own family, is a country’s mainstay, is the sea of God pin.

The northwestern Xu family, the army, how can be trusted?

Beiliang Road, a will seed portal as many as hair, reading seeds of the barbaric land, how to qualify with the world’s first good Tai’an City, with the wealth of the Central Plains of the Guangling Road, the literary style of the Jiangnan Road with the same seat?

Outside the city of refusing the north, probably the most disparate strength of that magnificent battle in history, someone died.

The dead man was Cheng Baishang, a Confucian scholar of the old Southern Tang Dynasty.

The old scholar who had almost achieved the realm of Confucian sainthood, and the blind female zither player Xue Songguan, who was located at the end of the battlefield, should have died last.

The old man died of exhaustion.

Wei Miao Chai Qingshan and Louwang Yu Xinlang each blocked five thousand Northern Mang elite cavalry.

The Wu Family’s Sword Mound Wu Liuding, Sword Servant Cuihua and Xu Yanbing, who stood behind his spear, blocked the North Mang’s left flank of 10,000 men.

Southland Mao Shulang, Dragon Palace JI Liu’an, and Wudang Mountain Yu Xingrui three masters, has been deeply trapped in the right wing of the ten thousand people foot formation and two reinforcements of elite cavalry encirclement, which is also insidiously mixed with nearly a thousand spider web dead and North Mang jianghu masters.

North Mang middle line of foot, Zhu robe Xu Ying and from the hinterland of the army to draw back Luoyang teamed up, coupled with the sword Qi vertical Sui Xiaogu in the rear of the response, finally barely pulled that rolling south of the surging tide.

During this period, although Luo Yang went to a trip to the North Mang that crossbow position to kill a lot, but for the number of up to two thousand and is located in a long arc on the stone throwing car, still seems to be more than enough and not enough, and if she is against these siege weapon, alone Xu Ying and Sui Xiaogu two people to block the middle of the foot soldiers, as well as the source of two wide corridors through the constant flow of a branch of the cavalry to kill, most likely to make this two people! The original formation was the most unprecedented in history. The original formation of the most unprecedented middle road, after Xu Yanbing and Yu Xingrui had to go to the left and right, coupled with Xu Fengyen need to confront Tuoba Bodhisattva, Deng Tai’a need to face the heavenly immortals, in order to ensure that the young feudal king can be no worries with the North Mang Army God fight for life and death, otherwise this has already been “blessed by the heavens” of the Tuoba Bodhisattva, but also have the Heavenly man in the head constantly “fan the flames”, once let him successfully climb to the peak of martial arts, even if Topaz only incense incense burner work, among the first in 500 years, always need to distract Xu Fengyen will never survive, not to mention killing Topaz, even alive back to the North Refusal City is a luxury!

In this way, Luoyang had to deal with the awkward situation of a clever woman without rice, had to tie her hands, otherwise with her cultivation realm, in Xuanyuan Qingfeng has entangled Deng Mao, Murong Baoding kind of Liang and did not come to block under the premise, it is not impossible in the North Mang army like nobody’s business, not only can destroy half of the stone throwing car, but also to finish the job and retreat.

Earlier, Xue Songguan plucked the strings with his fingers, and the aged Confucian with his temples frosted with a hundred years old, together they blocked the rounds of stone throwing vehicles, and the rain of arrows attacked the city one after another.

Whether it was the boulders that were thrown or the arrows that were like swarms of locusts, the most fatal thing was not the kind of imposing sky and earth, but in their density and haste.

At that time, Xue Songguan who was sitting on his knees, the scarlet blood of the ancient zither on his legs, the broken strings, the blood and flesh of the blind female zither player’s fingers, were all silently telling the fact that she was not known for her physical fitness and was almost at the end of her strength.

So Cheng Baishang let Xue Songguan do not force, by his old man to pick up the burden, with the words of the old man, that is, there is no way to let a late or woman Xue girl, to take on the heavy responsibility of the reason, such as her young woman, such as a husband to raise children, is considered the beauty of the world.

Elderly Confucian not only so, in the right hand side of the old friend JI Liu’an perceived three masters in danger, but also the opportunity to make a decision, let Xue Songguan Xue Songguan go to help, do not let the large-scale North Mang foot soldiers too early to arrive under the walls of the refusal of the North City.

The young blind female qin master hesitated, although she was unable to see the old man’s withered appearance, but that the dying man’s wind and candles, that late breath, Xue Songguan, who ranked in the top three of the Fingxuan attainments, how could she not sense it?

She knew in her heart that once she left, the old man would surely die.

She could not bear it.

An old and a young although briefly met, a each without asking the reason side by side, but Xue Songguan, to this from the distant old South Tang country border of the elderly gentleman, has been regarded as their own elders, perhaps with the old man Zhao Dingxiu will be some of the temperament of the old man, the same with the same kind of scholarly spirit she is very strange, but in the end it is a good heart and kindly old man.

“Miss Xue, do not delay the battle!”

Cheng Baishang took a deep breath before forcibly swallowing a mouthful of blood that had already surged up his throat, and after seeing the woman holding her qin and getting up, he tried his best to smile softly in a calm tone, “Miss Xue, there was once a Jiangnan literati who had been relegated to my country and my hometown, and before he died in a foreign land, he had left behind a lot of poorly-circulated poems and verses, among which there were two lines that my old man must pass on to Officer Xue Song, ‘Eating lychee on a daily basis is a great way of life,’ and ‘Eating lychee in a daily life is a great way of life. ‘Mouthful of lychee three hundred’, ‘the tour of the wonders of the crown life’, Xue girl, in the future have the opportunity to go over there to see, if not happy to enjoy the scenery, but that in the north as expensive as gold lychee, in our side, just a catty tens of cents of the matter! ……”

Said here, Cheng Baishang fierce foot stomping, strength through the ground is very deep, raised his arm and waved a sleeve, such as calligraphy everyone in the rice paper waving ink, and then seems to remember what interesting things, haha laughed a few times, gasping for breath, slowly said: “Xue girl, if not yet have the man of the mood, in fact, it may be worthwhile to look for a reader to do the white head of the old man, although the usual inevitable acidic language, but the least at home without buying vinegar. The least need to buy vinegar at home.”

Xue Songguan, who already had his back to the old man, did not turn around, but just nodded vigorously.

She swept away.

Cheng Baishang withdrew his sight and sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed.

At this moment, the aged old man with a head full of frost and snow could no longer hide the fatigue of the exhausted oil.

Although every wave of the sleeve will bring a painful turbulence of the qi, but the old man has always been serene, murmuring, “but feel that there are ghosts and gods, how do you know that starvation to fill the gully? Therefore, can not do ah …… Hugh to the old man thinking of the old country, and will be new fire try new tea. But it can not be done ah ……”

Cheng Baishang felt the imposing sword rain at the top of his head.

Strongly support a breath does not fall dry dantian aged old man, already have the heart to turn the head to open the eyes, can only vaguely sense the sword rain fell in Xue Song officials that side of the North Mang foot formation, the old man full of gratifying smile.

“The country is unfortunate poets fortunate, I wish the next generation no more border poetry, no more great poets. Secondly, I wish that the future generations of readers, everyone is happy to forget their worries, not knowing that old age will come, not knowing that old age will come ……”

Cheng Baishang raised his arms for the last time, long robe and wide sleeves, scholarly style.

The boy holding the clothes asked, return why too late?

The first time I saw him was when he was a young man, he asked, “Why is it too late to come back?

When the arm crumpled down this time, the old man’s lips moved slightly, no longer able to raise his arm.

With his back to the northwestern gate of the Central Plains, facing the hundreds of thousands of troops of North Mang, the old man bowed his head in silence.

In Cheng Baishang’s lifetime, the North Mang never had a boulder, a bed crossbow arrow, fell into the refusal of the North City.

Who said that a hundred useless is a scholar?

The distance from the old South Tang remnants of the closest Sui Xiegu did not turn his head, gently sighed, originally to where he stood as the center of the circle, within twenty feet, more than a hundred thick as a bowl of snow-white sword gas, interwoven into a network, and suddenly the sword expanded ten feet, the sword added sixty, more than eighty carefully around the road to the front of the shield pawns were killed at once, the end of more than the five horse split into corpses more miserable.

In the right side of the North Mang infantry formation in a blood bath in the Dragon Palace guest secretary JI Liu’an, a sword will be clad in heavy armor of the North Mang centurion cleaved into two halves, fiercely turned back, angrily roared: “Old book bag!”

In this instant, seven or eight guns and spears saved clusters stabbed, sword master Mao Shulang stride forward, killed ten steps forward, blocked in front of JI Liu’an a knife horizontal wipe, thick astral energy swept away, will be those North Mang foot soldiers all waist.

Wudang big real person Yu Xingrui lightly drink a “bold rats”, the hands of the peach wood sword flashes and passes, in succession, penetrate Mao Shulang flanked by three spider web dead neck, a sword of the power, the immortal flying sword to take the head.

On the left side of the battlefield, Yu Xinlang and Lou Wilder two Wudi City master brothers, a systematic Liang knife and a famous sword Shudao, the two sides go hand in hand, because the last side of the Xu Yan Bing to help block the step formation, this pair of Wang Xianzhi’s best disciples will be completely at ease forward chiseling formation.

A half-step martial arts saint sitting in the rear, do not have to worry about blocking the matter, just bury the head to kill can be, in the groom building deserted two people instead of appearing more than ji six an even more forceful than the three.

Floor deserted sword momentum to just, sword moves to simple, like a woodcutter chopping wood, regardless of the North Mang cavalry or war horse, under a sword, never complete body.

Yu Xinlang put away the cool knife about to break, put back to the sheath, re-draw that has long been in the sheath trembling more than the ancient sword to help medium, still lightly pointing, Yu Xinlang rabbit up and down, God out of nowhere, no more and no less, once out of the sword is a life. Although the killing momentum is not as terrible as the building of the desert, but even Xu Yan Bing in the detection of this person’s subtle qi changes, are a little surprised, worthy of being the first disciple of Wang Xianzhi, Yu Xinlang surprisingly have in the sands to kill in the signs of breaking the realm of the water, naturally, just short of a line of separation, can be a foot into the threshold of the land sword immortal, although even if the realm of the stabilization of the realm, still can not be regarded as the real land immortal, but as long as the realm rises to that height, far from the realm, the realm of the sword immortal, the realm of the sword immortal. The realm rises to that height, far from referring to the Xuan Tianxiang two realms of swordsmen accidentally comprehended one or two styles of Sword Immortal power sword art can be comparable to, probably will be Teng Tai’ah after another person ah.

YuXinLang a sword point in a North Mang cavalryman’s brow, not to look at that fell horse body, leapt to the horse back, looked ahead, to the front LouWang reminded in a deep voice: “North Mang another thousand elite cavalry is coming, there is a hidden top master.”

Lou Wilderness was about to speak, Yu Xinlang had already swept away with a big smile, “Let me meet him first!”

On the right side, just when Chai Qingshan Wei Miao was switching his front and back position, a figure as fast as a stunning figure smashed down on his head, and his fist like thunder hammered on Chai Qingshan’s chest who was just about to retreat, although this famous sword master had subconsciously crossed his sword in front of him and used his sword to face his enemy, hoping to let the uninvited guest know that it was difficult to back off, but unexpectedly, the fist was still crashing into the blade of the sword without any hesitation!

The East Vietnam Sword Pool Patriarch, who was in the middle of a long battle, was caught off guard and was actually injured by the blade of his own long sword. Fortunately, Wei Miao quickly swept forward and grabbed Chai Qingshan’s shoulder with one hand and pulled him back, while blocking the North Mang martial arts master’s second punch with the other hand.

Chai Qingshan swept out ten or so feet backwards, his chest was cut with a bone-deep bloody groove, blood gushing out, soaking through the lapel of his coat.

Wei Miao’s left hand gripped the fist at the same time, because the right hand needs to help Chai Qingshan to avoid the sword blade, once again the fist will be slower than the North Mang expert by a hair, but it is this millimeter difference, so that the sinister assassin of the city of the depths of the opportunity to take a great precedence.

Wei Miao was a fist smashed in the forehead, Wei Miao boom stomped his feet, only half a step back to stop backward body, hard not to retreat a step! It is evident that this Nanzhao No. 1 expert has a strong temperament!

Wei Miao exchanged punches with the visitor!

Each retreated three steps!

Wei Miao punched the man in the chest and took a punch to the forehead.

Scarlet blood was seeping out of Wei Miao’s ears from the heavy blows to his head.

In his blurred vision, the Northern Mang general, clad in a snowy silver armor, laughed fiercely and said, “With Wei Miao’s fist, there is no fist in the world? It’s you who will be killed!”

Taking advantage of the gap between the tall general’s words, Chai Qingshan hurriedly raised a strong breath and was about to equalize the disadvantage for Wei Miao, but right at this moment, the old man heard the blind female zither player behind him shout, “Be careful of the top of your head!”

The second ghostly Northern Mang assassin descended through the air, soundless and silent, not to mention without the slightest fluctuation of qi, like a lone ghost.

The silver-armored military general’s break was obviously an intentional blindfold, and I’m afraid that this was the real killing move of the two Northern Mang martial arts masters that had surfaced after the ringing of the ring!

Chai Qingshan quickly took a step back.

Xue Songguan wiped his palm over the strings of the zither fiercely as he voiced a reminder!

However, the scene that made the blind female zither player feel sad and angry appeared, that assassin completely ignored the heavy wound that exploded in his chest, as if he could not feel the slightest bit of pain, in his hand, the four-foot long sword that was extremely slender like a willow leaf, no sword diang, no sword light, just so to Chai Qingshan’s brow, chopped straight down!

A willow from North Mang, the real Li Fengshou, who had a ghost that wouldn’t leave him behind!

At the line of life and death, Chai Qingshan still tried his best to deliver what might be the last sword of his life.

He stabbed the man straight in the heart.

This patriarch of the East Vietnam Sword Pond only hoped that this sword could penetrate that person’s heart.

It doesn’t matter if I, Chai Qingshan, die, it’s good to kill one more person.

I should have taken this opportunity to let Fengshou Li kill Chai Qingshan, and then the silver-armored general’s fists should have hammered Wei Miao, whose qi was in turmoil.

That would be an excellent situation for both to win!

However, at this moment, Chai Qingshan suddenly realized that although his forehead had been wiped out by the long sword with a flesh-opening furrow, and only needed to add a little bit more energy, he could break open his own skull, and if he had more energy, it would not be difficult to split his own body into pieces.

But that assassin with the most treacherous sword skills chose to show mercy?

At the same time, it was the silver-armored military general of Murong Baoding, who was holding the order of the Orange State of Northern Mang, who, as if he had been cast by an immortal, wasted a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to throw a punch.

Chai Qingshan’s eyes were wide open, even the old man, who was a master of the Way of the Sword who had fought hundreds of battles, felt that the picture in front of him was too absurd!

In front of him, the North Mang assassin’s body was hanging in the air, his arms were hanging down, and the willow leaf long sword fell to the ground.

The willow leaf long sword fell to the ground. A section of willow plum phoenix head was clutched by a hand behind someone’s back and lifted in the air!

Murong Baoding didn’t dare to move, and was too honest for words.

Even if he could clearly see that person’s back.

That purple and gold python robe!

The King of Northern Liang who broke through the sea of clouds to return to earth, Xu Fengnian.

The young clan king’s five fingers were like hooks, completely blowing up this one cut willow’s internal chi.

The soft and boneless Li Fengshou pulled the corners of his mouth with a sinister smile.

In an instant, Wei Miao wanted to throw a punch, and Chai Qingshan wanted to throw a sword, but both were too much slower.

The two top martial arts masters thought that even if they were at their peak, they would not be able to stop the surprise attack of the third “assassin” from Northern Mang.

The young Vassal King suffered an unimaginable blow to his back, and after slightly shifting his footsteps, his entire body bypassed Chai Qingshan and crashed into the towering walls of the North Rejecting City.

Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan retreated almost simultaneously.

Unexpectedly, that person didn’t even have the thought of chasing after the two, standing in place, looking over to the root side of the city wall, sneering, “Really bent on death!”

You, Xu Fengnian, didn’t obediently hide above the sea of clouds, relying on Deng Tai’a’s shelter to completely smooth out your qi, and still dared to fall back to the battlefield to save others?

Murong Baoding glanced at the man standing beside him with mixed feelings.

Even though he knew that he was in the same camp, and that the identities of both sides were not that different, Murong Baoding still could not help but act as if he was facing a great enemy, not daring to be half-hearted.

Murong Baoding asked in a low voice, “What about a cut willow?”

The stout man with eighteen golden-colored augur dragons swimming around him did not speak.

Murong Baoding’s eyes were gloomy, but he didn’t continue to pursue the question.

Under the wall of Reject North City, in the shaded shadows, with his back to the battlefield, Xu Fengyen still held Li Fengshou’s neck, the latter was tightly pressed against the wall, his entire face bloody and his body was even more so that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a pulverized body.

Xu Fengnian laughed and asked, “Last time, I didn’t die even if I was cut off at the waist, but this time, I should always die, right?”

This real identity is extremely hidden and prominent Northern Mang a cut willow, slightly grinning, seems to want to laugh quickly, but can not laugh, hoarse and vague: “I ah? Long ago life was worse than death, with you Xu Fenian accompanying the burial, no loss.”

Xu Fengyen let out an oh.

Li Fengshou slowly closed his eyes, as if relieved, such as obtaining the greatest relief, intermittently said: “Don’t worry …… I’m really dead this time …… only to tell you a secret in the end, don’t need to topple bodhisattva to help me take revenge, I Li Fengshou …… can do it myself, Xu Fenian, do you believe it or not?”

Xu Fengyen snapped his neck and laughed, “You guess?”

Casually dropping the corpse, Xu Fengyen turned around and looked up at the sky.

He knew what Tuoba Bodhisattva was waiting for.

The previous heavenly suppression that Beimang had plotted long ago served two purposes, firstly, it was to wear down his Beiliang Qi, which was the thing that heavenly immortals cared about the most, and the next incidentally was only to destroy his own body, to add to that Beimang military god once again.

Only because I didn’t expect Zhao Changling as the leader of the many banished immortals to land in Beiliang, adding so much qi for Beiliang, coupled with Teng Tai’a’s arrival with Tai’a in hand afterward, chopping away with a sword in the air, so that the pillar of light that only wished to target itself had to be withdrawn early.

As for where exactly half of the Heavenly Dao is, Xu Fengyen doesn’t know and doesn’t care, but surely it has something to do with this dead and dying one cut of willow, almost like Li Fengshou as a trigger, whoever kills this Li Mibi’s illegitimate son is going to mess with the next suppression, Xu Fengyen is sure that even if he doesn’t take the initiative to kill Li Fengshou, this madman will stretch his neck out for himself to cut, maybe Li Fengshou’s deeper identity will be a certain relegated Immortal Man In his previous life, he was either a dead monarch who was destroyed by Xu Snapdragon, or he simply traced his roots back to before the Great Qin, in short, he relied on reasoning and then several lifetimes can not be pulled out of the old debt, Xu Fengyen has long been open to it, the debt is not oppressive, but since there is no next life, I’ll just in this life to settle it cleanly!

Xu Fengyen stepped out of the shadows step by step.

Above and below the city, the only thing that could be seen was this Liyang King of Different Names ripping off that python robe!

His clothes were like snow.

Just like when he left Liangzhou in white!

This young man, who was no longer a bullshit Liyang Clan King, smiled brightly for no reason, then raised his head and said aloud, “Xu Snapdragon’s first eldest son, Xu Fengyen is here to seek death!”