Chapter 125 – Confrontation
Xu Fengyen stood by the water’s edge in a daze, still maintaining the odd posture of lifting the embroidered winter and holding the spring thunder in reverse.
The old sword god did not make a sound, confirmed that the girl killer far back before floating down from the tip of the reeds, martial arts cultivation, most people are step by step, thick and thin, and even against the current of the boat does not advance or retreat, such as Li ChunGang himself, is an example of a series of ups and downs after the peak of the sword encountered uncertainty of the mind, instead of crossing that threshold, but fell into the mortal world like the realm of the gods on the land farther and farther away. But some geniuses, but in the great chance to jump under the realm and rise, a hundred years ago there are qi xuan frame, after a step of the heavenly image of the new head of wudang and rotenberg mountain female law king, most of these several oddballs are looking for a misty supreme heavenly way, grabbed the dragon, catching a lifetime of anonymity, can not be common sense to figure out, a little less geniuses such as wu liu ding of the stream, to war, nurture the realm, in front of his highness, the world body is similar to the wu family sword crown. The Wu family sword crown similar, belongs to the broken and then stand, but the instant promotion of the realm of the dark room like a candle, a flash of light, fleeting, can not always bright, as for the aftermath can understand a few points of the meaning of the mysterious, but also depends on the creation and talent, even the amazing talent such as Li ChunGang can not escape from this maze, and occasionally burst out of the gods of the sword and so what, it is the gods of the land? Early, in the view of the old God of Swords, in addition to the unlucky assassination of Wang Mingyin, the remaining nine in the list of the world’s top experts, I’m afraid that only Wang Xianzhi into the realm of the Land Immortals, Deng Tai’a probably with his peak when he first went to the Dragon Tiger Mountain is not far away, but still away from the earthly Immortal a millimeter, seems to be a millimeter, maybe it is a thousand miles away, the martial arts path, there is really no end to speak of.
Xu Fengnian leisurely exhaled a breath of air, after a bloody battle with his life on the line, he was not even the slightest bit tired, the Great Yellow Court is really wonderful. Turning to help Wei Shuyang, the old Taoist Jiu Dou Mi is full of guilt, each injured Shu Shyun and Yang Qingfeng have their own division of labor, Shu Shyun followed closely, Yang Qingfeng stayed behind to deal with the aftermath of Lv Qiantang. The old sword god feet on the reeds to take the lead to leave, free and easy to see Pei Nanwei and a burst of dazzle God shaking, today’s twists and turns, almost subverted the Jing’an Wangfei thirty years of stable life, the old man’s outstanding sword of the sheepskin fur, a hundred zhang of green snakes magnificent incomparable, phoenix word battalion cavalry in the face of the crop of men do not retreat to die, two generals are the first to die, and then the green-clothed maidservant a rod of the red gun out of the gods, to save the Lord. Seemingly invincible crop man was an odd girl with a hand as a knife killed, the official road and reeds, the behavior of the absurd Beiliang son of His Royal Highness is two times out of the knife, where is the outside world rumors of the straw bag dude? It is clear that killing and retreating from the enemy is very familiar!
Pei Nanwei walked behind Xu Fengnian and said softly, “Finally, I know why Zhao Heng is trying to kill you by all means.”
Seeing that Wei Shuyang was really unable to walk, Xu Fengyen, who simply gently carried the old Taoist, said in a cold tone, “Princess Pei, this son is pondering how to dispose of you, so I advise you to speak less. Since Zhao Heng doesn’t care if you live or die, I don’t mind one more head on the ground, anyway, enough people died today. Zhao Heng said he was sending his nephew a thousand miles, but ended up letting Wang Mingyin see him off, if my nephew sends a head of Princess Jing’an back, I’m sure Uncle Jing’an will be very touched.”
Pei Nanwei was instantly silenced.
Xu Fengnian suddenly softened his tone by a few points, but it wasn’t that Princess Jing’an had this treatment, instead, he softly asked a retinue whose status was a hundred thousand miles different from Pei Nanwei’s, “Shu Shy, if you want to leave, I won’t stop you and I’ll explain for you on Xu Snapdragon’s side.”
Shu Shy seemed to have completely failed to expect that the cool and urban His Highness would have such an open and honest speech, froze for a moment, looked at the back of that robe stained with much dust and blood, and softly said, “Your Highness, in the future, will there be another such nine-deaths-and-one-lives battle situation?”
Xu Fengyen looked up at the sky and nodded, “Not necessarily, if there is, it will most likely be more dangerous than today. If you don’t leave today, I will still not hesitate to treat you as a pawn that can be discarded at will.”
Shu Shy hmmmed. The breeze brushed her face, sending out a faint fragrance of reeds, the beauty-loving Shu Shy reached out her fingers to smooth out the fluttering and messy strands of green silk on her forehead, and together with His Highness, she looked up at the sky and laughed, “Can there be any benefits if I don’t leave? Your Highness is also well aware that Shu Shy is this mercenary.”
Unexpectedly Xu Fengyen stopped, turned his head and laughed: “I knew that you have coveted this Shizi’s body for a long time, but this is something that really can’t be agreed to in one breath.”
Wei Shuyang, who was seriously injured but sober, stretched his hand and stroked his beard, smiling without saying a word. Shu Shy, who was revealed to have a charming secret in her heart, heard this, her pretty face reddened, and then instantly burst into tears of laughter. Xu Fengnian looked at the charming and flavorful woman in front of him and smiled, “Shu Shy, you are actually very good looking, really.”
Shu Shy rarely had the guts to snicker, “The entire Northern Liang knows that His Highness Shizi never talks under the bed for real.”
Xu Fengyen walked on the lush green path, reaching out from time to time to pluck away the messy tilted reeds, “Really not walking?”
Shu Shy smiled, “Thinking.”
Xu Fenian hesitated for a moment and said, “If you leave, you can give the silver if you want it, and give the secret scrolls if you want them. If you don’t leave, Shu Shy, let me ask you, do you want to be a princess for a time?”
Shu Shy’s heart shook, carefully asked, “Wangfei?”
Xu Fengnian nodded, “Princess Jing’an.”
Shu Shy said tentatively, “With a face as impressive as the king’s consort’s, it is still very difficult to disguise yourself and fake it.”
Xu Fengyen gave a hmmm, which only just aroused Shu Shy’s stomach of curiosity that grew as vigorously as reeds, and then there was nothing more to say. At the same time simply regarded Princess Jing’an Pei Nanwei as nothing.
Wei Shuyang felt it was unseemly to be carried by His Highness the son of the world and said, “Your Highness, the old Taoist can walk by himself.”
Xu Fengyen laughed, “No harm no foul, when I was young, I always let Grandpa Wei carry me on his back in the Listening Tide Pavilion, this time it’s my turn.”
Wei Shuyang let out a sigh and smiled with a vicissitude.
Pei Nanwei and Shu Shy each have their own thoughts, quietly walking behind an old man and a young man.
The wind rose and fell, the reeds fluttered, and finally came to the end of the trail.
The potholes are not like the official road, filled with a wordless murderous air, Xu Fengyen first Wei Shuyang placed in a carriage, the front of a lying life and death of uncertainty of the green bird, but see Li Chun Gang’s old posture, Xu Fengyen sighed with relief, instructed Shu Shy to bring people will be a few FuZhong Red Armor armor armor carefully collected, and finally walked to the side of the body of the Wang Mingyin crouched down for the world’s number of top-notch martial arts, the previous Just listen to Xu Snap mentioned Xiangfan attack and defense war of a few words with a stroke, Wang Mingyin although Xiangfan Confucian general Wang Yangming’s own brother, for the Spring and Autumn state war but has a profound insight of not bad, that year had persuaded Wang Yangming to give up the city together with the hermitage, just that the on the Yin soldiers are bent on killing the body of the benevolent to give up their lives to take the righteousness of the Wang Mingyin only had to watch to the end of the curtain, so he did not have a deep-seated grudge against Xu Snap, just leave a sentence not to allow the Xu family people into the Xiangfan’s oath, today according to the appointment, did not want to take the head of the son of Northern Liang, but was supposed to be an ally of the assassin sneak attack a stab, the world’s eleventh, will become a vacancy, the jianghu don’t know how many martial arts began to be stupid for this. Xu Fenian picked up the golden yellow soft sword, carefully measured, halberd Ning Emei quietly stood behind, Xu Fenian put the soft sword on Wang Mingyin and asked, “General Ning, how is the right arm?”
Ning Emei knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, “It’s not in the way. It’s just that my subordinate is incompetent and almost delayed your highness’ big event, I beg your highness to chastise me!”
Xu Feng Nian got up and looked towards the dust splattered by the horse’s hooves in the distance, shook his head and smiled, “Chastisement or not, let’s talk about it later, you have someone bury this Wang Ming Yin in the reed swamp in a thick layer, at least he is the eleventh expert in the world, if you are worried about the Feng Zi Camp having a lump in their heart, you let Shushia and Yang Qingfeng do it later on.”
Ning Emei shook her head and said, “The Phoenix Character Camp is obedient to your highness!”
Xu Fengyen whistled and his mount came galloping wildly, leaping up and passing the carriage where Li Chun Gang and Jiang Nai were, he took the shakuhachi gun. Then he lifted the gun and steered his horse to dozens of light cavalry, and said in a cold voice: “Draw your swords!”
The dozens of primus cavalry instantly drew their swords in unison, facing the thundering hooves on the official road together with His Highness, listening to the sound, it was no less than five hundred heavily armored cavalry of Qingzhou.
Eighty Northern Liang light cavalry against 600 Qingzhou heavy cavalry. Opposite can vaguely see the cold sword halberd black heavy armor flanked, the leader is a man wearing a yellow python robe, beside a strong fierce general wearing heavy armor, hand a silver and white pear spear, with red tassel, appearance of mighty. The general seemed to say a few words to the man in python robe, riding alone, Xu Fengyen without saying a word, lifting the gun forward, 100 paces apart, the Qingzhou general seemed to feel the killing spirit of the arrival, suppressing the thought of the enemy, frowning to deal with, thinking that a gun can be in front of the gorgeous clothes of the son of a man to pick over the horse, if not for the King of Jing’an advice not to hurt people, he could not help but to teach a lesson to this son of the North Liang for the soldiers of the Qingzhou army.
At fifty paces, the general saw that this guy was coming even more swiftly, without the slightest intention of dialog, and for a moment he became angry, not knowing what’s good for him!
Wrist flick, holding the gun against the charge, red tassel spinning, then danced a beautiful gun flower, let behind the Qingzhou cavalry a burst of applause and shouting.
The two riders met in a flash.
The silver and white pear blossom gun was that leather bag first class handsome son of one hand lightly set aside, hand scarlet strange lance lightning a stab, instantly break armor, the lance curved out a stunning arc, hard against the chest of that burly military general! As the two riders sidestepped, the martial general whose chest’s iron armor shattered was actually sent flying with a shot, crashing down on the official road, the white horse and red lance of the eunuch lifted his lance and stabbed again, directly stabbing the general to death on the spot, his head cracked as much as it could be, the slowing white horse leisurely turned around, once again facing towards the six hundred Qingzhou elite cavalrymen, the hand-carrying lance of the eunuch lightly shook it, flinging out a string of eye-catching beads of blood on the ground, looking over to the grimy man in a python robe, laughing: “Uncle Jing’an, looking at this platitude, is it really to send off my little nephew for a thousand miles?”