As everyone was in high spirits, Xu Qi'an suddenly took down the book and said: Everyone, escort several adults away and are not allowed to interfere in the battle.
It was like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's heads.
Chen Xiao was very anxious, Lord Xu, I am willing to fight with you, and die without regrets.
The imperial guards roared: I would like to fight with Lord Xu and die without regrets.
If you have equipment cannons and crossbows, I don't mind you help me snatch the formation, but relying solely on small pistols like military crossbows, how can you fight against other people's big muscles... Xu Qi'an looked calm and said angrily:
This is the order!
The imperial guards were angry and anxious, not understanding why he issued such an order.
Xu Qi'an was nervous and was guarding against two fourth-rank attacks. Seeing that Chen Xiao still refused to obey, he suddenly became angry and said viciously:
If you stay, you can only die. If you don’t leave, I will kill you first.
Chen Xiao understood that Lord Xu insisted on letting them retreat because he was protecting them and did not want to see his brothers sacrifice in vain.
He burst into tears and bowed: Mr. Xu, take care of yourself.
The imperial guards also understood Xu Qi'an's meaning, and their eyes immediately turned red.
Lord Xu, I will never thank you for your kindness. If this official can escape this crisis, I will definitely repay you in the future.The Dali Temple Chief walked to Xu Qi'an and bowed deeply.
The two censors bowed and said, "Mr. Xu, take care of yourself."
You have used it all, and it is rare for a clear stream like the censor.
Captain Chen bowed his hand and said nothing, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the previous two.Behind him, several constables also bowed with serious expressions.
Get out.
Xu Qian didn't read them and bit the book in his mouth again.
The two fourth-grade masters, Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha, did not stop them. The audience left coldly, and their eyes were fixed on Xu Qi'an.
The qi movement is not strong, and it is not a fourth-grade martial artist.But I know the Vajra magical power very well.
Tang Shanjun twisted the dragon's body, looked at it for a moment, and gave his opinion.
What I bite in my mouth was a Confucian book that recorded magic. Its combat power was not up to the fourth grade. Haha, there was always a time when the books were used up, kill him.
Marzaha, who was covered in black hair, sneered.
Tang Shanjun's abdomen was raised, highlighting a ball, which rushed to his throat and squirted out suddenly.
In an instant, the viscous and fishy rain covered the sky and covered Xu Qi'an for dozens of meters, making him unable to hide.
A brilliant golden elixir rose and shone with light. The viscous and fishy liquid touched its light, and it was all slapped without any touch.
Thumb...
At this time, Zarmuha took the opportunity to run wildly and charge, and his body, which was ten feet high, collided with Xu Qi'an, and he wanted to take the book in his mouth.
Bang!
Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers and ignited the paper clamped with his fingertips and a black hair in the page.
Zarmuha, who was running wildly, paused, as if he was hit by a wooden stick, and fell to the ground in pain.
Curse and killing technique!
Xu Qian was about to take this opportunity to beat the dog in the water. The wind whistled in his ears, and Tang Shanjun's dragon head came violently.
The world was like a loud bell, and Xu Qi'an flew backwards into the mountain, falling rocks rolling.
The next moment, he rushed out without any injuries, tore off a few pages of paper, put them in his hands, and looked at the two fourth-grade strong men coldly.
In addition to magic books, his strongest attack was "Slaying the Heaven and Earth", but due to his own cultivation, it is impossible to break the physical defense of the fourth-grade master.
Instead, it will put yourself in a weak state.
Therefore, in addition to the defense of the Vajra magic, he did not intend to use "Slaying the Heaven and Earth", but instead used Confucian magic books to restrain the enemy.
But as the two fourth graders said, magic books will always be exhausted.
The fourth-grade martial artists and demons are famous for their hard work. Xu Qi'an does not think that he can kill people by relying on magic books.Unless he uses Confucian natal skills: speak according to the law.
However, the sequelae of saying the Dharma Sui was too great. During the battle between heaven and man, his soul was almost gone because of his tenfold increase in his soul. It was Li Miaozhen who helped him regain his soul.
Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously does not have the high-end, atmospheric and high-end skills of summoning souls. It is almost the same to call him to dig a grave... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.
Therefore, the key to winning and losing this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.
He turned his head and looked at it, and found that although the woman in the red dress was at a disadvantage, she held on in Yang Yan's gun. No matter how Yang Yan poked it, she didn't scream and tried her best to deal with it.
There are strong and weak warriors among the fourth-grade warriors, but it will be difficult to decide the winner for a while. This woman is not only sexy, but also more durable than she imagined... Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.
He did not show an anxious expression, spit out the book and held it in his hand, swung it a few times, and smiled and said: The magic in the book is indeed limited, but it is enough to deal with you two.
While speaking, he tore off another page of paper and burned it out, and the ashes were wiping the blade of the black gold sword.
In an instant, the black gold sword seemed to be given life, and Xiū broke through the air, coiled around and flew flexibly, attacking Tang Shanjun from different angles.
The seventh grade of Taoist art is a Taoist priest who can control magic weapons, and his signature skill is the flying sword.
A huge body means an advantage in terms of strength, but the corresponding disadvantages are also shown. In addition to shocking the flying knife, Tangshanjun lacks other effective means.
If it were an ordinary weapon, it would be fine, but the blade was extremely sharp and slashed on the scales, and it hurt so much.
call……
Zarmuha lifted a huge rock and threw it at Xu Qi'an.
Boom boom boom boom!
Huge rocks hit him, and Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the huge rocks like meteorites.
Tang Shanjun was full of anger because of the pain caused by the flying knife. He kept wandering in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an. Trees broke one by one, and huge rocks rolled down, becoming Zarmuha's weapon in disguise.
boom!
After a huge rock blocked the road, Tang Shanjun chased and blocked Xu Qi'an. The huge dragon head looked down from a high place, making deafening sounds:
Catch you.
Baizhang's body contracted violently, turning into two feet long and thick with arms, tying Xu Qi'an.
Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was bound by his hands and feet, Tang Shanjun opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face, trying to take away or destroy the book.
It bit the air, and Xu Qi'an's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared a hundred meters away. He raised his hand and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.
The sorcerer's teleportation array.
What system has the capabilities?Tang Shanjun roared.
The cooked duck flew away like this, making it almost unable to suppress its anger and wanted to destroy it vigorously.
Too difficult to deal with.
The books in the Silver Luo hand, which contains so many magical spells and covers a wide range of imaginations, is far beyond the imagination of Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha.
A book like this is more precious than most magical instruments.
Who is he who possesses such a treasure?
Because Xu Qi'an was a martial artist, the two did not think about the identity of a student of the Confucian Academy, and guessed that he had another real identity.
Suddenly, the woman in a red dress who was fighting in the distance let out a sharp roar, then left Yang Yan and ran away to the north.
This is a signal of evacuation.
Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha looked at Xu Qi'an unwillingly and evacuated with the woman in red dress.
Huh, finally left... Xu Qi'an felt relieved and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
If this continues, the magic book given to him by Dean Zhao Shou will be exhausted. Even so, he has used up a quarter of it, so distressed that he can't breathe.
It is really difficult for a martial artist to deal with. Unless the grades are huge, it is impossible to decide the winner in the short term... Well, if I were a fourth-grade, I might be able to become a maverick martial artist, and I will only shoot one knife forever, either you die or I die...
Thinking to himself, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan and sang: Boss, act as planned. Go to the mission and I will save the princess.
Yang Yan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and responded: Can you?
Xu Qi'an grinned and said: I'm not using the magic that Confucianism speaks the Dharma yet. I just warmed up just now. Don't worry, boss, don't worry.
With my current level, if I want to leave, the fourth-rank warrior can't keep me.
His Vajra magic power has even greater defense than that of an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist.
After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart, Master, remember to kill someone, don't destroy the soul.
The gentle voice of Monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: I know.
Since last night's decision to fight the Northern Demon Clan, Xu Qi'an has been communicating with Shen Shu and trying to awaken him. After repeated attempts, he failed. In anger, he shouted in his heart:
Shenshu NMSL.
Shenshu woke up...
Monk Shenshu agreed to Xu Qi'an's proposal with no hesitation.The essence and blood of the fourth-grade master is tantamount to the great tonic for Monk Shenshu.
There is no such prey on weekdays, and the opportunity is now a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Even Monk Shenshu was more urgent than Xu Qi'an. If Yang Yan hadn't been present just now, Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha would have been a mummy.
Perhaps there are more than three and fourth-rank people, and they must have helpers, otherwise it would be impossible for Chu Xianglong to escape just now.Xu Qi'an said as he tore off the paper recording the Qi-seeking technique.
Sometimes, peeking at the energy can also be used as a means of tracking.
For me, the more the better.There was a smile in Monk Shenshu's gentle voice.
……
Chu Xianglong crossed mountains and ridges, running for the desperate run with a fake princess on his back.
He is a master of the fifth-grade Huajin, and among the generals under the command of the King of Zhenbei, he can only be considered to be of medium or upper level.Of course, leading troops to fight must not be regarded as personal force.
Chu Xianglong has outstanding command ability and rich experience on the battlefield.The King of Zhenbei gave him the army to an army of 50,000 people, which was much more at ease than to a fourth-rank warrior.
If I escape with the princess, it will definitely become the target of public criticism and the primary target of their pursuit.When they catch up, I will throw the woman on my back out.
When they found out that it was fake, at most one person would be assigned to chase me, and they would not even chase me, but gathered manpower to intercept the rest of the people.
If it weren't for the fault of practicing, I could run faster... I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while. Xu Qi'an's Vajra Magical Art theory is not inferior to the fourth-grade defense. Even if it is not easy to kill him, plus Yang Yan, there is no problem with holding on to the third and fourth-grade strong men for half an hour...
If Xu Qi'an had a Confucian magic book in his hand, he could have delayed it for a while. Hey, how could there be so many of this thing? It would definitely be gone.This doesn't matter. As long as I can delay time, I can escape.
I'm afraid the people in the mission are in danger, and it doesn't matter if they die. Anyway, they are just insignificant characters. How can they compare with the princess and my life?Especially Xu Qi'an, who is against me everywhere, is worthy of death.
Chu Xianglong, who was running wildly while thinking about it, suddenly heard the sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The instinctive intuition of the warrior made him not need to think. The magic of the fifth-grade transformation of energy made him ignore the inertia in running, and keenly jumped to the left, flashing an attack from the air.
At the original position, a white linear object appeared, like a ball of silk spit out by a spider.
Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked into the sky. Then, his face suddenly changed.
In the blue sky, a monster that looks like a spider but has wings, flapping its wings and floating in the air.
On its back was a man in tiger skin, with a tall figure and rough facial features, and a typical northerner appearance.But unlike ordinary barbarians, he had a vertical eye on his forehead.
This person is called Tianlang, the leader of the Jinmu tribe of the twelve barbarian tribes.
The Kaneki tribe is a flying cavalry among the twelve tribes of the barbarian tribes. Every adult tribe keeps a feather spider, who is a natural scout.
In the battle with the barbarians, the Kanekibu has always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison.As we all know, before the fourth grade, warriors could not take the air.
Even the fourth grade can only temporarily protect the air and have limited flight altitude.
However, the real reason why Chu Xianglong's face changed drastically was not that he was surprised that the enemy had a fourth-grade enemy, but that there were thin threads hanging on the protruding fangs of the spider. At the end of each thin thread was a maid tied by silk threads.
The real princess is also among them.
Chu Xianglong thought that the river clams were fighting, and the fisherman benefited, but in fact, the other side was the mantis stalking the cicada oriole behind.
Tianlang took off the hard bow on his back, pulled out a feather arrow, and pulled the string. The huge hard bow instantly turned into a full moon.
Collapse... In the tremor of the zither strings, the arrow turned into a flowing light. Chu Xianglong's teeth bit his heart and stretched his head, lifting the woman on his shoulders up, treating her as a shield.
puff!
The arrow suddenly turned and sank into the soil around him, avoiding the princess.
Collapse...
The Tianlang with vertical eyes on his eyebrows kept drawing his bow, shooting straight or turning, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles, but as long as he was cruel to block the princess, the arrows would automatically avoid it.
Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly, without looking at it, and only used the warrior's instinct for crisis to capture the arrows.
The ground kept exploding deep pits, which was caused by arrows falling around.Occasionally, an arrow broke through the Princess' shield and shot him, which only made Chu Xianglong stagger slightly.
But Chu Xianglong felt a strong anxiety in his heart.
Tianlang is a fourth-grade, with the arrows carrying "intention". At most ten arrows, my copper and iron bones will be broken. If two arrows are accidentally shot in one position at the same time, three arrows can break my defense...
What to do...
The development of the situation is out of control, and the real princess has become a turtle in the jar, so he cannot escape, because the enemy will no longer divide the troops to pursue the fleeing maids, and instead surround him with all his might.
Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw a layer of white frost in the dense forest ahead, as if covered with snow.
If you look closely, it is actually a bunch of spider silk.These spider silks are not toxic, but have strong stickiness.
If he broke into it regardless of the consequences, his body would be covered with spider silk and his actions would become stagnant.
Tianlang deliberately drove me here, and he had already made a trap... As the thought flashed, Chu Xianglong found that there was a plain on the left and a mountain on the right, so he immediately chose the mountain.
Ignoring inertia, turning to the left, trying to escape into the mountains.
The best way to deal with the flying cavalry is to hide in the dense forest and avoid gaze.
At this time, the martial artist's dangerous intuition made him capture the arrow predicted by Tianlang, and without thinking, he jumped horizontally to avoid it.
Ding...Puff... Two different sounds, one arrow shot into Chu Xianglong's back heart, breaking, and the second arrow followed closely behind, shooting in the same position.
The second arrow penetrated the back of the heart.
Hoho...
Chu Xianglong was not dead, but he still had a trace of vitality.
Tianlang made the spider land, walked to Chu Xianglong, looked at him, and said lightly: Good luck, those two arrows just now were not targeting you, you bumped into it yourself.
Don’t trust the martial artist’s intuition too much. It can only capture malicious attacks, and only for a moment. In this moment, if there is another attack, it cannot give an early warning.
All of this was designed by you... Chu Xianglong stared at him tightly, his face full of reluctance.
Isn’t it natural for hunters to set up traps?Tianlang's tone was cold and he was not proud at all.
He carried the princess who was so scared that she was trembling all over, returned to the spider's side, and put her and other maids together.
Then he stood beside the spider, stroked its back, and waited silently.
After a quarter of an hour, a woman in a red dress, a giant Zarmuha, and Tang Shanjun who turned into a human form came together. The three of them burst into pieces, pushing them to fly in the air.
The three settled not far away.
You look very embarrassed, but the three of them join forces to kill Yang Yan?Tianlang spoke expressionlessly.
His eyes paused on the woman in the red dress for a moment, and then swept across the waists of the three people, without Yang Yan's head.
I fell into trouble, and there was a tough guy in the mission.Hongling explained with a gloomy face.
A tough guy?Tianlang frowned.
My injury was stabbed by Yang Yan, and the two of them were entangled.Hongling snorted.
Tianlang looked at Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha for questioning.
A silver gong, whose strength is nothing, is protected by the Buddhist Vajra magical power, seems to be a monk.Zarmuha said.
He had a Confucian book that recorded magic in various systems, which was extremely difficult to deal with. The two of us joined forces to fail to subdue them.Tang Shanjun in a black robe has a feminine temperament and a cold and ruthless vertical pupil.
Tianlang nodded and did not take his heart. He turned to the hooded princess and said: This is fake, it really should be among these maids.
Hong Ling lifted the fake princess's hat and showed a pretty face. The fake princess's face turned pale, her eyes were filled with huge fear, and her shoulders were trembling.
Sigh...
Hongling spit out her long, forked tongue, licked the fake princess' cheeks, and said with a smile: Tell me who the real princess is.
Her voice was soft, but she was not very standard in Dasheng Mandarin.
Me, I don't know...
The fake princess was trembling, her pretty face faded, and she stuttered: I am the maid serving the princess, the real, the real princess is not here.
The woman in the red dress sighed, "I am very dissatisfied with this answer, so I will give you a kiss."
She lowered her head and took the fake princess' lips, and kissed her fiercely in front of the three males.
The fake princess' eyes suddenly rounded and her limbs twitched violently, as if she had encountered something extremely painful.Her cheeks quickly shriveled, and her flesh melted, turning into a skinny and boned mummy.
The woman in the red dress sighed in satisfaction, and her face was radiant.
Seeing this scene, the maids tied by spider webs had no blood on their faces, some trembled like spasms, and some collapsed and cried, fearing that the next one would be their turn.
The princess was also among them. She stared at the tragic death of her close maid. She was sad and sad, and she felt a little envious.
Because she knew what the outcome she would face, and if she fell into the hands of the barbarians, death might be a luxury.
No one can save me, no one can save me under the hands of four northern powerful men, unless the Huai King comes in person... the princess thought tremblingly.
Finally, he came to this point. When he left Beijing, he was worried, including the fear of seeing the King of Zhenbei, as well as the confusion and concern about the future.
Until that day when she saw Xiao Yinluo on the deck, she suddenly felt much more at ease and felt that the road would be smooth sailing.
This feeling is very strange. In the final analysis, it is probably because the boy's record is really strong, which makes her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.
Then the official boat encountered a hiding in Liushitan, and worries became reality, and her heart suddenly became thrust.
This is why not long ago, I carefully tested Xu Qi'an and asked him if he would abandon the princess.
At that time, for the first time, she had a weak woman and what was it like to rely on a man?
His answer was disappointing.
Now, the princess has no hope. In Dafeng, there are only a handful of people who can rescue her from four fourth-rank warriors alone. No, there is probably only one Zhenbei King.
And he was in the north at this time.
It sounded like the delegation was fine. They couldn't do anything to Qi'an. He actually forced two fourth-rank men to retreat... The princess's eyes were filled with tears, and she was a little comforted.
Deputy General Chu, why don’t you tell me who is the princess?Hongling carried the dying Chu Xianglong and threw him in front of the maids.
Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed across the maids and grinned: Who told you that the princess is here?The princess didn't leave Beijing at all, you were trapped.
The princess felt sad and sad in her heart. Although this deputy general hated her, she was indeed loyal to King Huai.
Tang Shanjun said gloomyly: Then I will eat all these women.
Eat, eat quickly!
Chu Xianglong gasped and sneered.
The princess's heart sank. Chu Xianglong wanted her to die. Even if it was destroyed, the things that King Huai could not get could not fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.
He lied.
The voice came from the dense forest, and everyone turned their heads to look at it. A young man in white walked out, stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile.
You're here just right.
Giant Zarmuha said in a muffled voice: Use your qi-seeking technique to see who is the princess?
Not visible.The warlock in white shook his head.
A magic weapon to shield the breath?Tianlang thought about something.
Think about it with your mind, the princess is so beautiful, how can these vulgar fans compare to?She must have carried a magic weapon to shield the breath.
The white-clothed warlock raised his chin, as if he was disdainful of the IQs of the barbarians and demon masters present, and said sneeringly:
If you think about it with your not-so-smart mind, stripping away their clothes and jewelry, wouldn’t you know who is the princess?
Good idea!Hongling giggled:
You warlocks are all so arrogant that it’s annoying, but I like your idea very much.Tsk tsk, it is rumored that the princess is the number one beauty in Dafeng, and she is elegant and luxurious. I want to see if she strips her clothes and see how noble she can be, and see what the difference is between her and us vulgar fans.
The princess bit her lips tightly and her eyes looked desperate.
At this time, another laugh came from the distance, responding to the woman in red dress:
Probably, is it the difference between one inlaid with diamonds and the other inlaid with glass?
Who... Hongling, Tianlang and others looked back and saw a young man wearing a sable hat and a knife with a hip standing dozens of feet away in the grass.
When did he appear?
The moment he saw Xu Qi'an, the princess's black and moist eyes suddenly lit up, an unprecedented light, like a star.
But in the next moment, it turns into anxiety and worry.
What did he do? Will he die?
It turned out to be you.
Hongling looked at him in surprise, then glanced around and said: Where is Yang Yan, where is Yang Yan hidden?You two are really not afraid of death and dare to fall into the trap.
Who is he?Tianlang frowned.
It is the silver gong I just mentioned. It has a low cultivation level, but it is extremely difficult to deal with because of Confucian books.Tang Shanjun's vertical pupils were cold and his tone was cold.
The Tianlang with vertical eyes on his eyebrows sneered: Confucian books are good things, and with it, they can play a miraculous effect when facing the enemy.
The giant Marzaha nodded. He and Tang Shanjun had the deepest understanding of this and were more greedy.
Hongling raised her hand, raised her three white fingers, licked her lips, and smiled: Deal with him within three breaths, and she would not give him a chance to cast spells.Otherwise, even if we grab the Confucian book, we wouldn't be able to score enough.
Tang Shanjun sneered: Whoever beheads will get half of the pages of the book.
The giants Marzaha, Tianlang and Hongling nodded slowly, no problem.
Tang Shanjun added sinisterly: I don’t know if there are any magical magic in the book or wizards who raise ghosts. I want to cultivate him into a ghost and take him with him torture him so that he will never be reborn.
This kid just now embarrassed him.
The four masters seemed to be watching the prey, and they were rare and desirable prey.
Don't worry, let me see what's weird about him first.The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: If you dare to fight here alone, you will definitely have some support.Perhaps, this is just a clone.
After saying that, he used the qi-looking technique and examined Xu Qi'an.
Listening to the conversation between the experts in the north, the princess was furious and screamed: Xu Qi'an, you ignorant boy, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut...
Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.
The white-clothed warlock raised his hands and covered his eyes, and wisps of blood emerged from his fingers.
The princess looked at the white-clothed warlock blankly, wondering what he had encountered.
Escape, run away quickly, take me, take me to escape... The white-clothed warlock used all his strength to squeeze out this sentence from his teeth.
Hongling, Tang Shanjun, Tianlang and Zarmuha, the four masters changed their faces.
It was like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's heads.
Chen Xiao was very anxious, Lord Xu, I am willing to fight with you, and die without regrets.
The imperial guards roared: I would like to fight with Lord Xu and die without regrets.
If you have equipment cannons and crossbows, I don't mind you help me snatch the formation, but relying solely on small pistols like military crossbows, how can you fight against other people's big muscles... Xu Qi'an looked calm and said angrily:
This is the order!
The imperial guards were angry and anxious, not understanding why he issued such an order.
Xu Qi'an was nervous and was guarding against two fourth-rank attacks. Seeing that Chen Xiao still refused to obey, he suddenly became angry and said viciously:
If you stay, you can only die. If you don’t leave, I will kill you first.
Chen Xiao understood that Lord Xu insisted on letting them retreat because he was protecting them and did not want to see his brothers sacrifice in vain.
He burst into tears and bowed: Mr. Xu, take care of yourself.
The imperial guards also understood Xu Qi'an's meaning, and their eyes immediately turned red.
Lord Xu, I will never thank you for your kindness. If this official can escape this crisis, I will definitely repay you in the future.The Dali Temple Chief walked to Xu Qi'an and bowed deeply.
The two censors bowed and said, "Mr. Xu, take care of yourself."
You have used it all, and it is rare for a clear stream like the censor.
Captain Chen bowed his hand and said nothing, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the previous two.Behind him, several constables also bowed with serious expressions.
Get out.
Xu Qian didn't read them and bit the book in his mouth again.
The two fourth-grade masters, Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha, did not stop them. The audience left coldly, and their eyes were fixed on Xu Qi'an.
The qi movement is not strong, and it is not a fourth-grade martial artist.But I know the Vajra magical power very well.
Tang Shanjun twisted the dragon's body, looked at it for a moment, and gave his opinion.
What I bite in my mouth was a Confucian book that recorded magic. Its combat power was not up to the fourth grade. Haha, there was always a time when the books were used up, kill him.
Marzaha, who was covered in black hair, sneered.
Tang Shanjun's abdomen was raised, highlighting a ball, which rushed to his throat and squirted out suddenly.
In an instant, the viscous and fishy rain covered the sky and covered Xu Qi'an for dozens of meters, making him unable to hide.
A brilliant golden elixir rose and shone with light. The viscous and fishy liquid touched its light, and it was all slapped without any touch.
Thumb...
At this time, Zarmuha took the opportunity to run wildly and charge, and his body, which was ten feet high, collided with Xu Qi'an, and he wanted to take the book in his mouth.
Bang!
Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers and ignited the paper clamped with his fingertips and a black hair in the page.
Zarmuha, who was running wildly, paused, as if he was hit by a wooden stick, and fell to the ground in pain.
Curse and killing technique!
Xu Qian was about to take this opportunity to beat the dog in the water. The wind whistled in his ears, and Tang Shanjun's dragon head came violently.
The world was like a loud bell, and Xu Qi'an flew backwards into the mountain, falling rocks rolling.
The next moment, he rushed out without any injuries, tore off a few pages of paper, put them in his hands, and looked at the two fourth-grade strong men coldly.
In addition to magic books, his strongest attack was "Slaying the Heaven and Earth", but due to his own cultivation, it is impossible to break the physical defense of the fourth-grade master.
Instead, it will put yourself in a weak state.
Therefore, in addition to the defense of the Vajra magic, he did not intend to use "Slaying the Heaven and Earth", but instead used Confucian magic books to restrain the enemy.
But as the two fourth graders said, magic books will always be exhausted.
The fourth-grade martial artists and demons are famous for their hard work. Xu Qi'an does not think that he can kill people by relying on magic books.Unless he uses Confucian natal skills: speak according to the law.
However, the sequelae of saying the Dharma Sui was too great. During the battle between heaven and man, his soul was almost gone because of his tenfold increase in his soul. It was Li Miaozhen who helped him regain his soul.
Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously does not have the high-end, atmospheric and high-end skills of summoning souls. It is almost the same to call him to dig a grave... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.
Therefore, the key to winning and losing this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.
He turned his head and looked at it, and found that although the woman in the red dress was at a disadvantage, she held on in Yang Yan's gun. No matter how Yang Yan poked it, she didn't scream and tried her best to deal with it.
There are strong and weak warriors among the fourth-grade warriors, but it will be difficult to decide the winner for a while. This woman is not only sexy, but also more durable than she imagined... Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.
He did not show an anxious expression, spit out the book and held it in his hand, swung it a few times, and smiled and said: The magic in the book is indeed limited, but it is enough to deal with you two.
While speaking, he tore off another page of paper and burned it out, and the ashes were wiping the blade of the black gold sword.
In an instant, the black gold sword seemed to be given life, and Xiū broke through the air, coiled around and flew flexibly, attacking Tang Shanjun from different angles.
The seventh grade of Taoist art is a Taoist priest who can control magic weapons, and his signature skill is the flying sword.
A huge body means an advantage in terms of strength, but the corresponding disadvantages are also shown. In addition to shocking the flying knife, Tangshanjun lacks other effective means.
If it were an ordinary weapon, it would be fine, but the blade was extremely sharp and slashed on the scales, and it hurt so much.
call……
Zarmuha lifted a huge rock and threw it at Xu Qi'an.
Boom boom boom boom!
Huge rocks hit him, and Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the huge rocks like meteorites.
Tang Shanjun was full of anger because of the pain caused by the flying knife. He kept wandering in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an. Trees broke one by one, and huge rocks rolled down, becoming Zarmuha's weapon in disguise.
boom!
After a huge rock blocked the road, Tang Shanjun chased and blocked Xu Qi'an. The huge dragon head looked down from a high place, making deafening sounds:
Catch you.
Baizhang's body contracted violently, turning into two feet long and thick with arms, tying Xu Qi'an.
Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was bound by his hands and feet, Tang Shanjun opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face, trying to take away or destroy the book.
It bit the air, and Xu Qi'an's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared a hundred meters away. He raised his hand and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.
The sorcerer's teleportation array.
What system has the capabilities?Tang Shanjun roared.
The cooked duck flew away like this, making it almost unable to suppress its anger and wanted to destroy it vigorously.
Too difficult to deal with.
The books in the Silver Luo hand, which contains so many magical spells and covers a wide range of imaginations, is far beyond the imagination of Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha.
A book like this is more precious than most magical instruments.
Who is he who possesses such a treasure?
Because Xu Qi'an was a martial artist, the two did not think about the identity of a student of the Confucian Academy, and guessed that he had another real identity.
Suddenly, the woman in a red dress who was fighting in the distance let out a sharp roar, then left Yang Yan and ran away to the north.
This is a signal of evacuation.
Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha looked at Xu Qi'an unwillingly and evacuated with the woman in red dress.
Huh, finally left... Xu Qi'an felt relieved and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
If this continues, the magic book given to him by Dean Zhao Shou will be exhausted. Even so, he has used up a quarter of it, so distressed that he can't breathe.
It is really difficult for a martial artist to deal with. Unless the grades are huge, it is impossible to decide the winner in the short term... Well, if I were a fourth-grade, I might be able to become a maverick martial artist, and I will only shoot one knife forever, either you die or I die...
Thinking to himself, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan and sang: Boss, act as planned. Go to the mission and I will save the princess.
Yang Yan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and responded: Can you?
Xu Qi'an grinned and said: I'm not using the magic that Confucianism speaks the Dharma yet. I just warmed up just now. Don't worry, boss, don't worry.
With my current level, if I want to leave, the fourth-rank warrior can't keep me.
His Vajra magic power has even greater defense than that of an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist.
After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart, Master, remember to kill someone, don't destroy the soul.
The gentle voice of Monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: I know.
Since last night's decision to fight the Northern Demon Clan, Xu Qi'an has been communicating with Shen Shu and trying to awaken him. After repeated attempts, he failed. In anger, he shouted in his heart:
Shenshu NMSL.
Shenshu woke up...
Monk Shenshu agreed to Xu Qi'an's proposal with no hesitation.The essence and blood of the fourth-grade master is tantamount to the great tonic for Monk Shenshu.
There is no such prey on weekdays, and the opportunity is now a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Even Monk Shenshu was more urgent than Xu Qi'an. If Yang Yan hadn't been present just now, Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha would have been a mummy.
Perhaps there are more than three and fourth-rank people, and they must have helpers, otherwise it would be impossible for Chu Xianglong to escape just now.Xu Qi'an said as he tore off the paper recording the Qi-seeking technique.
Sometimes, peeking at the energy can also be used as a means of tracking.
For me, the more the better.There was a smile in Monk Shenshu's gentle voice.
……
Chu Xianglong crossed mountains and ridges, running for the desperate run with a fake princess on his back.
He is a master of the fifth-grade Huajin, and among the generals under the command of the King of Zhenbei, he can only be considered to be of medium or upper level.Of course, leading troops to fight must not be regarded as personal force.
Chu Xianglong has outstanding command ability and rich experience on the battlefield.The King of Zhenbei gave him the army to an army of 50,000 people, which was much more at ease than to a fourth-rank warrior.
If I escape with the princess, it will definitely become the target of public criticism and the primary target of their pursuit.When they catch up, I will throw the woman on my back out.
When they found out that it was fake, at most one person would be assigned to chase me, and they would not even chase me, but gathered manpower to intercept the rest of the people.
If it weren't for the fault of practicing, I could run faster... I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while. Xu Qi'an's Vajra Magical Art theory is not inferior to the fourth-grade defense. Even if it is not easy to kill him, plus Yang Yan, there is no problem with holding on to the third and fourth-grade strong men for half an hour...
If Xu Qi'an had a Confucian magic book in his hand, he could have delayed it for a while. Hey, how could there be so many of this thing? It would definitely be gone.This doesn't matter. As long as I can delay time, I can escape.
I'm afraid the people in the mission are in danger, and it doesn't matter if they die. Anyway, they are just insignificant characters. How can they compare with the princess and my life?Especially Xu Qi'an, who is against me everywhere, is worthy of death.
Chu Xianglong, who was running wildly while thinking about it, suddenly heard the sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The instinctive intuition of the warrior made him not need to think. The magic of the fifth-grade transformation of energy made him ignore the inertia in running, and keenly jumped to the left, flashing an attack from the air.
At the original position, a white linear object appeared, like a ball of silk spit out by a spider.
Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked into the sky. Then, his face suddenly changed.
In the blue sky, a monster that looks like a spider but has wings, flapping its wings and floating in the air.
On its back was a man in tiger skin, with a tall figure and rough facial features, and a typical northerner appearance.But unlike ordinary barbarians, he had a vertical eye on his forehead.
This person is called Tianlang, the leader of the Jinmu tribe of the twelve barbarian tribes.
The Kaneki tribe is a flying cavalry among the twelve tribes of the barbarian tribes. Every adult tribe keeps a feather spider, who is a natural scout.
In the battle with the barbarians, the Kanekibu has always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison.As we all know, before the fourth grade, warriors could not take the air.
Even the fourth grade can only temporarily protect the air and have limited flight altitude.
However, the real reason why Chu Xianglong's face changed drastically was not that he was surprised that the enemy had a fourth-grade enemy, but that there were thin threads hanging on the protruding fangs of the spider. At the end of each thin thread was a maid tied by silk threads.
The real princess is also among them.
Chu Xianglong thought that the river clams were fighting, and the fisherman benefited, but in fact, the other side was the mantis stalking the cicada oriole behind.
Tianlang took off the hard bow on his back, pulled out a feather arrow, and pulled the string. The huge hard bow instantly turned into a full moon.
Collapse... In the tremor of the zither strings, the arrow turned into a flowing light. Chu Xianglong's teeth bit his heart and stretched his head, lifting the woman on his shoulders up, treating her as a shield.
puff!
The arrow suddenly turned and sank into the soil around him, avoiding the princess.
Collapse...
The Tianlang with vertical eyes on his eyebrows kept drawing his bow, shooting straight or turning, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles, but as long as he was cruel to block the princess, the arrows would automatically avoid it.
Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly, without looking at it, and only used the warrior's instinct for crisis to capture the arrows.
The ground kept exploding deep pits, which was caused by arrows falling around.Occasionally, an arrow broke through the Princess' shield and shot him, which only made Chu Xianglong stagger slightly.
But Chu Xianglong felt a strong anxiety in his heart.
Tianlang is a fourth-grade, with the arrows carrying "intention". At most ten arrows, my copper and iron bones will be broken. If two arrows are accidentally shot in one position at the same time, three arrows can break my defense...
What to do...
The development of the situation is out of control, and the real princess has become a turtle in the jar, so he cannot escape, because the enemy will no longer divide the troops to pursue the fleeing maids, and instead surround him with all his might.
Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw a layer of white frost in the dense forest ahead, as if covered with snow.
If you look closely, it is actually a bunch of spider silk.These spider silks are not toxic, but have strong stickiness.
If he broke into it regardless of the consequences, his body would be covered with spider silk and his actions would become stagnant.
Tianlang deliberately drove me here, and he had already made a trap... As the thought flashed, Chu Xianglong found that there was a plain on the left and a mountain on the right, so he immediately chose the mountain.
Ignoring inertia, turning to the left, trying to escape into the mountains.
The best way to deal with the flying cavalry is to hide in the dense forest and avoid gaze.
At this time, the martial artist's dangerous intuition made him capture the arrow predicted by Tianlang, and without thinking, he jumped horizontally to avoid it.
Ding...Puff... Two different sounds, one arrow shot into Chu Xianglong's back heart, breaking, and the second arrow followed closely behind, shooting in the same position.
The second arrow penetrated the back of the heart.
Hoho...
Chu Xianglong was not dead, but he still had a trace of vitality.
Tianlang made the spider land, walked to Chu Xianglong, looked at him, and said lightly: Good luck, those two arrows just now were not targeting you, you bumped into it yourself.
Don’t trust the martial artist’s intuition too much. It can only capture malicious attacks, and only for a moment. In this moment, if there is another attack, it cannot give an early warning.
All of this was designed by you... Chu Xianglong stared at him tightly, his face full of reluctance.
Isn’t it natural for hunters to set up traps?Tianlang's tone was cold and he was not proud at all.
He carried the princess who was so scared that she was trembling all over, returned to the spider's side, and put her and other maids together.
Then he stood beside the spider, stroked its back, and waited silently.
After a quarter of an hour, a woman in a red dress, a giant Zarmuha, and Tang Shanjun who turned into a human form came together. The three of them burst into pieces, pushing them to fly in the air.
The three settled not far away.
You look very embarrassed, but the three of them join forces to kill Yang Yan?Tianlang spoke expressionlessly.
His eyes paused on the woman in the red dress for a moment, and then swept across the waists of the three people, without Yang Yan's head.
I fell into trouble, and there was a tough guy in the mission.Hongling explained with a gloomy face.
A tough guy?Tianlang frowned.
My injury was stabbed by Yang Yan, and the two of them were entangled.Hongling snorted.
Tianlang looked at Tang Shanjun and Zarmuha for questioning.
A silver gong, whose strength is nothing, is protected by the Buddhist Vajra magical power, seems to be a monk.Zarmuha said.
He had a Confucian book that recorded magic in various systems, which was extremely difficult to deal with. The two of us joined forces to fail to subdue them.Tang Shanjun in a black robe has a feminine temperament and a cold and ruthless vertical pupil.
Tianlang nodded and did not take his heart. He turned to the hooded princess and said: This is fake, it really should be among these maids.
Hong Ling lifted the fake princess's hat and showed a pretty face. The fake princess's face turned pale, her eyes were filled with huge fear, and her shoulders were trembling.
Sigh...
Hongling spit out her long, forked tongue, licked the fake princess' cheeks, and said with a smile: Tell me who the real princess is.
Her voice was soft, but she was not very standard in Dasheng Mandarin.
Me, I don't know...
The fake princess was trembling, her pretty face faded, and she stuttered: I am the maid serving the princess, the real, the real princess is not here.
The woman in the red dress sighed, "I am very dissatisfied with this answer, so I will give you a kiss."
She lowered her head and took the fake princess' lips, and kissed her fiercely in front of the three males.
The fake princess' eyes suddenly rounded and her limbs twitched violently, as if she had encountered something extremely painful.Her cheeks quickly shriveled, and her flesh melted, turning into a skinny and boned mummy.
The woman in the red dress sighed in satisfaction, and her face was radiant.
Seeing this scene, the maids tied by spider webs had no blood on their faces, some trembled like spasms, and some collapsed and cried, fearing that the next one would be their turn.
The princess was also among them. She stared at the tragic death of her close maid. She was sad and sad, and she felt a little envious.
Because she knew what the outcome she would face, and if she fell into the hands of the barbarians, death might be a luxury.
No one can save me, no one can save me under the hands of four northern powerful men, unless the Huai King comes in person... the princess thought tremblingly.
Finally, he came to this point. When he left Beijing, he was worried, including the fear of seeing the King of Zhenbei, as well as the confusion and concern about the future.
Until that day when she saw Xiao Yinluo on the deck, she suddenly felt much more at ease and felt that the road would be smooth sailing.
This feeling is very strange. In the final analysis, it is probably because the boy's record is really strong, which makes her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.
Then the official boat encountered a hiding in Liushitan, and worries became reality, and her heart suddenly became thrust.
This is why not long ago, I carefully tested Xu Qi'an and asked him if he would abandon the princess.
At that time, for the first time, she had a weak woman and what was it like to rely on a man?
His answer was disappointing.
Now, the princess has no hope. In Dafeng, there are only a handful of people who can rescue her from four fourth-rank warriors alone. No, there is probably only one Zhenbei King.
And he was in the north at this time.
It sounded like the delegation was fine. They couldn't do anything to Qi'an. He actually forced two fourth-rank men to retreat... The princess's eyes were filled with tears, and she was a little comforted.
Deputy General Chu, why don’t you tell me who is the princess?Hongling carried the dying Chu Xianglong and threw him in front of the maids.
Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed across the maids and grinned: Who told you that the princess is here?The princess didn't leave Beijing at all, you were trapped.
The princess felt sad and sad in her heart. Although this deputy general hated her, she was indeed loyal to King Huai.
Tang Shanjun said gloomyly: Then I will eat all these women.
Eat, eat quickly!
Chu Xianglong gasped and sneered.
The princess's heart sank. Chu Xianglong wanted her to die. Even if it was destroyed, the things that King Huai could not get could not fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.
He lied.
The voice came from the dense forest, and everyone turned their heads to look at it. A young man in white walked out, stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile.
You're here just right.
Giant Zarmuha said in a muffled voice: Use your qi-seeking technique to see who is the princess?
Not visible.The warlock in white shook his head.
A magic weapon to shield the breath?Tianlang thought about something.
Think about it with your mind, the princess is so beautiful, how can these vulgar fans compare to?She must have carried a magic weapon to shield the breath.
The white-clothed warlock raised his chin, as if he was disdainful of the IQs of the barbarians and demon masters present, and said sneeringly:
If you think about it with your not-so-smart mind, stripping away their clothes and jewelry, wouldn’t you know who is the princess?
Good idea!Hongling giggled:
You warlocks are all so arrogant that it’s annoying, but I like your idea very much.Tsk tsk, it is rumored that the princess is the number one beauty in Dafeng, and she is elegant and luxurious. I want to see if she strips her clothes and see how noble she can be, and see what the difference is between her and us vulgar fans.
The princess bit her lips tightly and her eyes looked desperate.
At this time, another laugh came from the distance, responding to the woman in red dress:
Probably, is it the difference between one inlaid with diamonds and the other inlaid with glass?
Who... Hongling, Tianlang and others looked back and saw a young man wearing a sable hat and a knife with a hip standing dozens of feet away in the grass.
When did he appear?
The moment he saw Xu Qi'an, the princess's black and moist eyes suddenly lit up, an unprecedented light, like a star.
But in the next moment, it turns into anxiety and worry.
What did he do? Will he die?
It turned out to be you.
Hongling looked at him in surprise, then glanced around and said: Where is Yang Yan, where is Yang Yan hidden?You two are really not afraid of death and dare to fall into the trap.
Who is he?Tianlang frowned.
It is the silver gong I just mentioned. It has a low cultivation level, but it is extremely difficult to deal with because of Confucian books.Tang Shanjun's vertical pupils were cold and his tone was cold.
The Tianlang with vertical eyes on his eyebrows sneered: Confucian books are good things, and with it, they can play a miraculous effect when facing the enemy.
The giant Marzaha nodded. He and Tang Shanjun had the deepest understanding of this and were more greedy.
Hongling raised her hand, raised her three white fingers, licked her lips, and smiled: Deal with him within three breaths, and she would not give him a chance to cast spells.Otherwise, even if we grab the Confucian book, we wouldn't be able to score enough.
Tang Shanjun sneered: Whoever beheads will get half of the pages of the book.
The giants Marzaha, Tianlang and Hongling nodded slowly, no problem.
Tang Shanjun added sinisterly: I don’t know if there are any magical magic in the book or wizards who raise ghosts. I want to cultivate him into a ghost and take him with him torture him so that he will never be reborn.
This kid just now embarrassed him.
The four masters seemed to be watching the prey, and they were rare and desirable prey.
Don't worry, let me see what's weird about him first.The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: If you dare to fight here alone, you will definitely have some support.Perhaps, this is just a clone.
After saying that, he used the qi-looking technique and examined Xu Qi'an.
Listening to the conversation between the experts in the north, the princess was furious and screamed: Xu Qi'an, you ignorant boy, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut, you are a slut...
Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.
The white-clothed warlock raised his hands and covered his eyes, and wisps of blood emerged from his fingers.
The princess looked at the white-clothed warlock blankly, wondering what he had encountered.
Escape, run away quickly, take me, take me to escape... The white-clothed warlock used all his strength to squeeze out this sentence from his teeth.
Hongling, Tang Shanjun, Tianlang and Zarmuha, the four masters changed their faces.
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