The shouts of killing sounded immediately, and the Hu Ben Guard guarding outside started a battle with the traitors of the Five City Military Command. The sound of bowstrings, the sound of muskets firing, and the sound of weapons colliding...
It clearly reached everyone's ears.
There are rebels from afar and dream witches from afar. This situation is a desperate situation that makes the crowd even more ugly and their hearts sink to the bottom.
Fortunately, they all have rich experience in fighting people, and are used to blood and fighting, and have a firm mind.
Protect Jiang Jinluo and the governor into the inner hall.Yinluo, named Zhao, shouted, and he then pulled out the knife.
Jiang Luzhong grabbed the other party's sleeve and wanted to say something, but the Yinluo said first before he spoke:
Boss, I understand that Meng Wu is not good at close combat. As long as he is careful not to get his hair and flesh, he will not be able to use the technique of curse and killing.
Tang Yinluo grinned and said: It's Ah, boss.We can’t beat the fourth-grade warrior, but can’t the fourth-grade dream witch do it?That's too embarrassing.
The Tonggongs couldn't help feeling relieved when they saw that their boss was so confident.
Mengwu has weird and bizarre methods and is not good at head-on combat. As a Gonggong, they only know a little about this.
To the Tongluo's surprise, Jiang Luzhong didn't let go. Jinluo, who was usually like a god, could not even stand firmly, but he still grabbed the Yinluo's sleeve.
Walk!Jiang Luzhong said.
Zhao Yinluo turned around and grinned: Boss, you can't let us take the governor away.
Jiang Luzhong shook his head: You can't leave with the governor, I'm asking you to leave.
Jiang Jinluo, how can you know if you lose if you don’t fight?A Tongluo said, as if to cheer him up, and he spoke loudly.
Zhao Yinluo pulled back his sleeves and staggered Jiang Luzhong.
Tang Yinluo supported him and sighed: ...When I return to the capital, please invite us to have a drink.
In the end, the Yinluo didn't say anything and clasped his fists at Jiang Luzhong.
Zhao Yinluo raised his sword with one hand and took off the military crossbow from his waist with the other hand, pulled the trigger, and the bowstring banged, and the sharp arrow shot away.
Boom bang bang bang...
The rest were more tacitly fighting crossbow shooting.
The coroner who became a puppet roared in front of the prefect, letting crossbow arrows shoot into his body, and the tips of the arrows emerge from behind.
Death for me!
Zhao Yinluo jumped high, and flew more than ten feet wide in the sound of the cracking of the blue bricks. The standard long knife in his hand burst out with a distorted air.
puff.
The coroner puppet cut in half on the spot, dancing wildly in blood, trying hard to piece him together, but failed.
The prefect Meng Wu flexibly avoided the sword light. The sharp sword energy tore the ground and spread to the steps at the entrance of the lobby, making a loud bang.
The attacks of the other two silver gongs followed. They bent over and ran wildly, dragging out the afterimage, and cooperated with each other to kill Mengwu.
While attacking, information about the wizard system appeared in the minds of the two Yinluo.
Dafeng and the Witch God Cult occasionally have conflicts, including the fourth-grade wizard information, which is very detailed in the yamen.
A ninth-grade wizard can refine a new person into a puppet, supplemented with secret techniques to stimulate potential and burn essence and blood, allowing an ordinary person to instantly have extremely strong combat power. The more it improves, the faster the essence and blood burns until the oil is exhausted.
At the same time, the ninth-grade wizard can also stimulate the potential of his companions around him, and is also called the Blood Spirit at the cost of burning essence and blood.
The ability of the eighth-grade wizard is to curse, and the target person is cursed based on the birth date, the close objects, and the flesh and blood, and other objects as medium.Therefore, the eighth-grade wizard is called the spell master.
The advantage is that it is unpredictable and unpredictable.
The disadvantage is that it can only curse and kill the target with a lower level than one's own goal.
The title of the seventh-grade wizard is a psychic medium, able to manipulate corpses and ghosts. Whether it is Dafeng or the demon clan in the north, they have suffered a lot from the psychic medium on the battlefield.
The sixth-grade wizard is called the Gua Master. He is proficient in Gua Techniques and seeks good luck and avoids bad luck.Wizards of this realm can be described in two words: stable and greedy!
To describe it in one sentence: as stable as an old dog.
You don’t need to read the calendar when going out, you just need to calculate a hexagram to know the good or bad luck today.
The fifth-grade wizard is called Zhushen. He can summon the ancestor's war soul through rituals and possess it. If the summoned war soul is a martial artist, then Zhushen is a martial artist.
If a Taoist priest, then the sacrifice is a Taoist priest, and so on.
The limitation is that only war souls of the same level can be summoned.
The fourth-grade wizard is the realm of the prefect in front of him. The dream wizard walks in the dream and kills people invisibly.The most effective way to meet Mengwu is to not sleep.
If you don’t give him the chance to arrange a ceremony or the chance to ask for a battle soul to possess, you can win!Zhao Yinluo inspired himself in his heart.
At this time, he heard a whispering sound and turned his head suddenly to look at it. It was an ignored official. He cut his wrist and drew strange and complex array patterns on the ground with blood.
There are obscure and profound syllables in my mouth.
Zhao Yinluo's heart sank.
The next moment, a powerful aura was born from the prefect's body, and a graceful black smoke floated out from his head, and a vague figure was faintly a vague figure.
At the same time, the blades of the two silver gongs came.
The long knife cut his clothes and slashed the prefect's body, causing a harsh metal collision sound.The black smoke shook his head.
Copper and iron bones.
Who told you that the ritual must be arranged by the wizard himself?Actually, puppets can do it too.
Meng Wu, who faced the face of the prefect, sneered, raised his hand and held the necks of the two silver gongs.
With a click, the two silver gongs died instantly.
A fourth-grade warrior kills two silver gongs, isn’t it as easy as killing two ants?
Bastard!
In the lobby, there was a heart-wrenching roar, like an old beast's roar on the verge of despair.
It was the incompetent and furious Jiang Luzhong, his eyes were red and his face was distorted by anger.
The living Tongluo were so scared that they were shattered and finally realized that the silverluo had just been just boosting morale.
Wizards are indeed not good at close combat, but the fourth grade is the fourth grade, with a gap in realm.The so-called lack of good at close combat is compared to other systems of the same level.
What are you afraid of?
Zhao Yinluo shouted loudly, which shocked Tongluo and the others were shocked.
At this moment, Yin Luo, who is proficient in eating, drinking, drinking, gambling, is still raising his sword, like a warrior who is calmly dying.
There are two incense sticks of time, we have to buy two incense sticks of time for Jiang Jinluo, it is still early now.Zhao Yinluo shouted.
Noisy.
But reality is cruel. Meng Wu, disguised as a prefect, raised his hand, gathered his energy in his palm, and pressed it down with force.
Shock waves are born in the air and ripples spread.
Including Zhao Yinluo, the people beat the chest and vomited blood and flew backwards.
With just one move, the group beat people up and beat people up.
Jiang Luzhong seemed to have already understood all this. He closed his eyes and was no longer angry at this time, because everyone would soon meet in another world.
Meng Wu clenched his fist again, and the time he had asked the battle soul to possess was limited, so he did not intend to say more nonsense to Jiang Luzhong.
After all, the next step is the highlight. To control Baidi City, summon bandits, and attack various prefectures and counties, you must defeat Yunzhou before the court can react.
The Witch God Cult has been planning for several years, and today is the time to pick the fruits.
With one punch, the air rubbed against the air, letting out a roar, hitting the direction of the lobby.
A figure blocked the middle, it was Zhao Yinluo. He held the long sword in his hands, sank down his waist, and roared and slashed out.
This is probably the most peak of his life.
The sword energy collapsed, the long sword exploded, the magic weapon in the chest ruptured, and the terrible energy pushed Zhao Yinluo into the lobby, and the entire lobby roared.
Jiang Lu was also shocked. He crawled over in panic and hugged his dying subordinate in his arms.
The moment he touched Zhao Yinluo, Jiang Luzhong knew that Huitian was powerless, and none of his bones were intact, and the same was true for his internal organs.
Sitianjian may have a magic pill to bring about resurrection, but Yunzhou does not.
The reason why he didn't die immediately was probably the last stubbornness of the martial artist.
Zhao Yinluo has always been a very stubborn person. He always insists on his own actions and repeatedly violates Jiang Luzhong's orders, just like he was trying hard to shake off his hand.
Do you have anything else to say?Jiang Luzhong whispered.
Zhao Yinluo's blood-stained face forced a smile, covered in blood, and said intermittently: Boss, I actually have another concubine this year, I am eighteen years old, so young.
But I'm afraid you know, I didn't dare to keep it at home.You often call us to meet in a few silver meetings every year, and we should not exceed 500 taels of silver every year, and we should not exceed 10 cents for peddlers and barons at a time, and we should not exceed 3 cents for shops and restaurants at a time.
Do you know that we all laugh at you privately, and even corruption requires regulations, and you are the only one in the world.We listen to you on the surface, but in fact, we should be greedy or greedy behind our backs.Otherwise, how could I raise so many concubines... Sorry, boss, I disappoint you.
So, don’t be sad for people like us. According to the rules set by Mr. Wei, I should be dragged to Caishikou to beheaded.
Lao Tang likes to drink. If you can survive, remember to pour him two more glasses of wine every year during Qingming Festival...
Finally, the last request...I, I don't want to die in a foreign land, take me back to Beijing...
The spirit in Zhao Yinluo's pupils dissipated.
Why!Governor Zhang sighed and blamed himself: I am careless, I am careless...
What's the use of saying this now?
Jiang Luzhong said this with a smile, but the sadness in his eyes could not be hidden, and it flowed out in a surging way, turning into rolling tears.
Meng Wu walked slowly and smiled happily: To be honest, we don’t actually intend to split Yunzhou, support bandits, and hoard the army, but just a secret chess that is prepared for any trouble.It should be used when it is most needed, not now.
Although the account book problem was found with Zhou's experience, according to our plan, Yang Chuannan was just to push Yang Chuan to the death.
I didn’t expect that the Qi Party was so stupid and exposed the secret of working with us.Recruiting you.
What surprised me even more was that a mere gong could do this, which completely disrupted my plan.As a last resort, I can only attack you and occupy Yunzhou in advance.If you want to hate, hate the Tongluo named Xu. If it weren't for his bad things, you wouldn't have to die.
Now, you can take one step first, and I will pull out the gong and kill it.
As soon as he finished speaking, two strong winds suddenly came. Meng Wu raised his hand and shattered the two cold arrows.
On the wall, there was a tall and high-spirited gong, holding the magic weapon and military crossbow given by Song Qing of Si Tianjian, in his hand, but it has now become an ordinary object.
It can only ejaculate three times in its lifetime.
I, Xu Qi'an, didn't make any arrangements, and I sipped with a 'that gong'?
He had blood on his body, but it was all the blood of others, and he rushed in all the way.
After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two dead silver lords, and on the seriously injured Tongluo who could not fight again. The cynical temperament suddenly settled down.
His eyes were dark and his face was expressionless.
……
At the west gate, a silver light fell from the sky, rumbling and nailing to the city wall, broken bricks burst into pieces, and dust rose.
Wearing a soft-sized armor with a high ponytail, a scarlet cloak was strongly encouraged by her back. Li Miaozhen stood on the gun and stared at the soldiers who were bent their bows and arrows.
He said in a deep voice: Why close the city gate?
Number 3... Xu Qi'an's bitch was right. The city gate was indeed closed, but Li Miaozhen did not recklessly break the city and kill people, and personally came to the city to question.
clang... A general pulled out his sword and pointed at Li Miaozhen: Killing without mercy.
He didn't even explain and just started to do it.
Then there is nothing to say, Li Miaozhen's eyes instantly sharp.
Bengbang... In the sound of the shaking of the bow string, dozens of arrows shot towards Li Miaozhen.
She did not dodge or avoid, and with a slap of the tips, a stream of cold wind came out, wrapping around the arrows, changing their flight rules.
The arrows were rubbing against Li Miaozhen, and the archers became human stroke masters.
Clam!
The flying sword on Li Miaozhen's waist was unsheathed, turning into silver lightning whistling, wandering through the necks of the city guards, and reaping life freely.
Dada dada... The dense sound of horse hooves came, and the flying army galloped over, dust and smoke rolled.
Four centurions from the bronze and iron bone realm led the god-refining realm to kill the city head and cooperated with Li Miaozhen's flying sword to harvest the soldiers guarding the city.
Master, you haven't used the flying sword for a long time... The female ghost Su Su landed lightly on the gun rod, hugging Li Miaozhen's waist from behind.
This flying sword was a magic weapon given to Li Miaozhen by the Taoist Tianzong. It is almost not used normally, but every time it is unsheathed, it means that Li Miaozhen is in a bad mood.
I am angry.Li Miaozhen said.
Is it because the governor was assassinated?
No, it's because of a bitch.
……
Su Su frowned and wanted to speak but stopped. Has she forgotten that she was the saint of Tianzong?
The purpose of the Tianzong is so supreme that he is not happy or sad. But in the past few years, Li Miaozhen has become more and more impulsive and more jealous of evil.
He forced himself to become a female hero who was eager to be righteous.
A large part of the reason for the title of FeiYàn is that this flying sword is as light as Yàn, killing people without a shadow.Secondly, she is anxious about justice and flies wherever there is something wrong with her.
The Fei Yàn army once again showed its fierce fighting power that was invincible and quickly cleared the guards on the city. Then, a bronze-shaped warrior knocked open the city gate.
Li Miaozhen jumped up gently, fell down, then held the spear, pulled it out hard, and fell to the ground with it.
Under her leadership, the flying army entered the city.
……
Hell has no way to come to surrender.Meng Wu laughed after a brief moment of surprise.
Click!Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall, held the black gold sword that the supervisor gave him, and gritted his teeth and said: It's you who deserves to go to hell, you whore raised it.
Xu Ningyan, what are you doing?Jiang Luzhong's face changed drastically. Are you going to die? You can't save us. Let's go, leave quickly.
Can I still leave? Xu Qian said with sincerity.
He really couldn't get out because Meng Wu locked him in and was slowly clenching his fists. The black smoke above his head was slightly bulging, as if he was accumulating energy.
Ning Yan, you... Governor Zhang closed his eyes, why bother?
Xu Qi'an was not panicked at all, and communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart:
Master, help me kill this person.
master?
Damn, master, are you still here?Don't play with me.
Master, I am a horse...
The fist rushes to his face, and the wind and thunder roar in his ears.
When that was the case, a sigh spread throughout the audience: Holding the bright moon and picking the stars in your hand, there is no such person as self.
Under Xu Qi'an's feet, a pattern of formation lit up, and a translucent barrier was raised.
boom!
The air radius exploded on the surface of the barrier, and the explosion was deafening. The blue bricks laid on the ground were lifted up immediately, with a terrifying momentum.
Half of the lobby of the Administrator collapsed rumblingly.
After the long tinnitus passed, Xu Qi'an heard Jiang Luzhong's roar: Yang Qianhuan, you are also in Yunzhou, why are you standing by and watching? Why didn't you take action just now?
Xu Qian suddenly looked back and saw a figure in white, standing with his hands behind his back to them.
He was not surprised by Yang Qianhuan's appearance, just wanted to say: You damn, you are finally here.
Xu Qi'an had long suspected that the sorcerer who abducted Liang Youping was a senior brother from Si Tianjian, and it was very likely that it was Yang Qianhuan.
Sure enough.
Why do I, Mr. Yang, do my whole life, need to explain to others?This sentence appeared in Yang Qianhuan's mind, but he didn't say it, sighed and explained:
I came to Yunzhou because I was responsible for my teacher's order, so I was not here just now.
The supervisor gave him the task: to be optimistic about Xu Qi'an.
Wherever Xu Qi'an is, he is wherever he is.
He was not present at the scene when several Yin Luo were killed.
I'll take you away.The patterns under Yang Qianhuan's feet spread, covering Xu Qi'an, covering Governor Zhang and others.
snort!
Meng Wu stepped on the cracked formation pattern with one foot. Yang Qianhuan, you are not qualified to save people in my hands.
Yang Qianhuan's reply was: Holding the bright moon and picking the stars in his hand, there is no such person as self.
Arrogant!Mengwu's goat's whisper trembled, as if he was angry.
Can you leave?In Xu Qi'an's ears, Yang Qianhuan's voice transmission sounded. I can only take you away. If there are too many people, the array pattern will be destroyed if it cannot be formed.
Xu Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth: You have another way to take this guy away.
There were hundreds of rebels outside.Yang Qianhuan warned.
I know.Xu Qi'an replied.
After a brief silence, Yang Qianhuan said: OK.
He stomped his feet hard, and the formation patterns spread rapidly. This time, only Meng Wu was shrouded. When he just realized it, the two disappeared from the spot.
Take it out of the city to fight.Xu Qi'an shouted to the sky.
No response was received.
Xu Qi'an brought the bodies of two Yinluo into the lobby and placed them gently at Jiang Luzhong's feet. Sorry, I'm late.
You shouldn't have come.Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice.
I came still... Xu Qi'an really wanted to play with memes, but when he said that, it turned into a bitter smile.
The Tongluo supported each other into the inner hall, meditated and breathed, and relieved the injuries.
Jiang Luzhong glanced at the surviving Tonggongs, with some relief in his eyes, but the vague sound of fighting outside had come to an end, which made him realize that everyone was not out of danger.
What's going on outside?Governor Zhang looked out of the lobby.
There are about four or five hundred rebels. When I rushed in, the Hu Ben Guard was completely damaged.
The gongs opened their eyes, their eyes were the same, filled with despair.
Forget it, forgot... Governor Zhang smiled smirked: It seems that he is doomed. I have to bear the emperor's grace and have to bear the will of Duke Wei.
What you don’t let them down, what you lose is these three dead silver gongs.Xu Qi'an glanced at him, got up and walked to the threshold.
Ning Yan, you go, with your combat power, you can get out of the back hall.Jiang Luzhong had red eyes and urged:
Genggu, hurry up, I will die here with my subordinates today.You are the one that Mr. Wei likes. You are going to die here. Mr. Wei will dig my grave.
If there is hope, as long as we hold on, we will have rescuers.Xu Qi'an had already seen the rebels in his sight and they attacked.
He looked back and bowed to Governor Zhang: Governor is a good official. Although he is full of bad things, he finally puts the people in front of him.I hate this world, but I am very happy to see a good official like you.So I don't want you to die.
He then bowed to Jiang Luzhong: Jiang Jinluo is a good superior, and Jiaofangsi is a good player. If you have the chance in the future, I will invite you to Jiaofangsi again. If you like any courtesan, just say that floating fragrance is not good.
He looked at the bodies of the three Yinluo: No matter what kind of person they were during their lifetime, at least when they died, they did not let down the word "beat" and "beat people".
Finally, he clasped his fists and raised it to the top of his head. Mr. Wei treated me as much as a mountain and treated me preferentially everywhere. When he was enjoying the benefits, he rushed to the front and hurried behind when he encountered danger.
After saying that, he closed the door to the lobby.
Jiang Luzhong was slightly moved and shouted hoarsely: Ning Yan!
A Gong trembled and murmured: No, no, he is rushing to the God Refining Realm, he can't hold on...
Governor Zhang stood up tremblingly, and the weak wind fell as soon as it blew, but he stood up strongly and bowed deeply to Xu Qi'an's back.
They couldn't see the situation outside, but in the sound of the crossbow firing, the sound of weapons colliding, and the noise of the killing, the teenager's passionate chanting came:
The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the five capital heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
……
Xu Qi'an guarded the entrance of the courtyard, with his sword on his hands, and his sword on his hands... One of the rebels came, he killed one, and two killed one pair.
In this long sword produced by the surveillance officer, the armor is as fragile as paper, not to mention flesh and blood.
At first I felt uncomfortable and was filled with fear of blood stains on my hands, but if I kill too much, I will become numb.
Among the rebels, most of them are ordinary people, and occasionally there are a few masters in the essence refining realm.For Xu Qi'an, who has a strong energy and has half his foot entered the realm of refining the spirit, there is actually not much difference.
But he couldn't stand the human sea tactics and his condition was really bad. After killing more than a dozen people in one go, Xu Qi'an gradually exhausted, his stomach was overturned, his arms were numb, and he lost consciousness.
The most troublesome thing is the crossbow. These things are intensively shot, and they cannot be withstood by a knife.
Fortunately, there was a magic weapon, gong tied to his chest, and the swords, guns, swords and crossbows could not hurt him. Xu Qi'an tried his best to catch the cold arrows flying towards the door, and the rest would be followed.
After beheading fifty people in one go, Xu Qi'an reached the first limit. His body was exhausted, his eyes were black, and his spirit was like a dry pond. He would faint in the next moment.
When he survived this limit, he was surprised to find that a new spring gushed out of the dry pond, nourishing the soul.
The surrounding scenery became clear, the soldiers' ferocious facial expressions, the bulging muscles, the trajectory drawn by waving swords... All details were accurately captured and imprinted in their minds.
...This is the realm of refining the gods, which can you see through all the gods around you?
No, it’s not yet reached its limit, and you can continue to break through.
Live toward death!
Xu Qi'an suddenly understood what Monk Shenshu meant.
The endless squeezing of the soul is itself a kind of life towards death.But it is not enough. If the soul is compared to a piece of iron embryo, an ordinary warrior will be promoted to the realm of God Refining, which is equivalent to only smashing the hammer once.
What Xu Qi'an is doing now is to repeatedly beat, temper the soul, and break through the limits on the edge of life and death again and again.
After beheading one hundred people, he faced the limit again. After forcing him, Xinquan emerged and his mental power increased rapidly again.
No, I can't hold on anymore... Stinky monk, I'll leave my life to you, don't fool me... I have a large group of girls who have figured it out in the capital...
After killing two hundred people in one go, Xinquan did not continue to gush out because Xu Qi'an died in exhaustion.
The rapid growth of the soul has nothing to do with the body.He squeezed his soul again and again, but in fact he also squeezed his body again and again. A new spring of the soul surged out, but the body did not.
The killing god finally stopped swinging his sword and stood with his back.But the rebels did not continue to attack. They held the sword, their faces were ferocious, alert and fearful, and they were terrified of being killed.
Take a crossbow and shoot him.There was a voice in the crowd shouting loudly.
Bang... The bow string vibrated, and the crossbow arrow shot out. I don’t know if it was exhausted or the emotions were nervous. The crossbow arrow that was originally shot at the eyebrows actually turned and flew over Xu Qi'an’s scalp.
But the rebels cheered.
He died, he died...hahahaha, this doggyman finally died.
Chop him up, chop him up to avenge his brothers.
Crowd up.
But at this moment, a flying sword broke through the air, slashed around the crowd, and killed several soldiers in the front.
Immediately afterwards, four warriors, like gods and demons, broke through the wall and led a group of soldiers to kill in.
At this time, there were more than 300 rebels, but facing this amazing soldier from heaven, it was no better than leeks.Life was harvested, soldiers fell down, the strong smell of blood was disgusting.
After cleaning up the rebels, I saw an unforgettable scene.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man stood proudly, his body full of arrows and his feet were Heng Chen's corpse. He stood on the mountain of corpses, leaning on a knife.
There is no breath of life.
Li Miaozhen, wearing a scarlet cloak, stood in front of him, and her back was a little lonely.
Li Miaozhen, who was originally full of resentment and anger, had fantasized about meeting again and must teach him a lesson. At this moment, it was like a thorn in his throat.
Li Miaozhen's eyes were red: Sorry, I'm late.
Miaozhen...
A centurion came over, but his eyes were still on Xu Qi'an.
Crazy.He stood upright, his scales collided, and he clasped his fists at Xu Qi'an.
Crazy... The sound of scales colliding sounded, and more than 400 flying soldiers clasped their fists at the same time, neatly and uniformly.
They didn't even know who the teenager standing at the entrance of the courtyard was or what his name was.But they respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Go in and see if the governor is dead or alive.
Li Miaozhen's voice was a little hollow.
yes!
The centurion bypassed Xu Qi'an and ran into the courtyard.
Behind the crowd, Su Su, who was fascinating in the country, stood quietly in the corner, staring at Xu Qi'an in a daze.
Are you a fool...
……
Bang...
The centurion pushed open the door and saw the beating man sitting cross-legged all over the floor. He saw the intact Governor Zhang, who was pale.
Everyone showed despair.
The centurion was stunned and hurriedly said: Flying down the Yàn army, Li Hu, you are saved.
Flying Yàn Army?!
People looked at each other in the fight. Although they didn't understand why the Fei Yàn army appeared here, the shouts of killing outside did stop.
They were saved.
Survive in desperate situations.
Huh... Governor Zhang staggered, the tense string finally relaxed. He held the table hard and did not let himself fall.
Where is Ning Yan... Governor Zhang asked: Who is outside, where is that Tongluo?
The people who escaped from death watched the fight.
Baihu suddenly dodged a little and did not dare to look at them. They had hope in their eyes and the desire to get good news from their own mouths.
He... died in battle.
……
Governor Zhang rolled out of the lobby, walked through the courtyard, and came to Xu Qi'an.
But what he saw was a broken human figure, full of arrows and wounds, and there was no sign of life.
For no reason, the boy's last chant echoed in his ears:
The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the five capital heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
A promise is worth a thousand gold...
At this moment, the governor sank on the ground, tears streaming down.
……
Outside the city.
Rows of bed crossbows were shooting, the sound of bowstrings echoed more and more clearly, and the cannons were fired, and the rumbling sound was deafening.
Array patterns lit up under Yang Qianhuan's feet, with different functions. Sometimes the strong wind is carrying arrows to increase its penetration, or change its operating rules and pursue the enemy.
Sometimes it is called in flames to increase the power of shell explosion.Sometimes it is purely summoning heavenly thunder to kill the enemy.
I am proficient in thirty-six formations, twenty of which are attack and killing techniques. Killing you ant is just a blink of ant.Yang Qianhuan snorted coldly:
But if you take back the previous sentence...
What are you talking about?
Meng Wu, who had summoned the battle soul several times, was in a mess. Although he had unparalleled combat power, he could not reach Yang Qianhuan who had mastered the teleportation formation.
You just said, I want to save people in your hands, but it is not qualified.Man, you succeeded in arousing my anger.
So what if you take it back, so what if you don’t take it back.
If you take it back, you will keep your entire body. If you don’t take it back, it will turn into ashes.You wizards are not good at attacking and killing. The battlefield where corpses are piled up is the home field of the wizards. As for this, I have the final say.
I can't stop you if I want to leave.
Meng Wu slapped the shells in the air and slapped them into a crack. He was pushed back by the fanatical air waves, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Now that Governor Zhang and Jiang Luzhong are dead, you can only escape back to the capital in shame when the army accumulated in the mountains arrives.
Speaking of this, Meng Wu suddenly felt palpitations. He frowned and stepped back while counting his fingers.
For the hexagram master, palpitations mean a sign in the dark.
How is it possible... Meng Wu exclaimed in surprise.
He calculated the danger, and the danger came from Jiang Luzhong.But he should have died now and had no hope of life.
Before the action, he digs a hexagram, and the hexagrams show that today will be very smooth.But now, everything has changed differently.
The hexagram shows that it is a sign of great danger.
Who blocked the secret of heaven?
Boom boom boom boom...
At the end of the horizon, a figure rushed towards him. He was still in the distant horizon the moment before, and was near in front of him the next moment.
It was Jiang Luzhong with a hideous face and red eyes.
The violent aura surging like a sea of tides, indicating the master's boundless anger.
……
Station, hall.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were guarding the hall, leaving only one Tongluo on the floor to monitor the prisoner.
The two of them were placed on the table, and no one spoke, sitting silently. This atmosphere had been maintained for half an hour.
Suddenly, the two of them moved their ears together, and they heard the sound of wheels shaking, and stopped at the gate of the station.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao grabbed their swords and ran out. They saw Governor Zhang, Gonggongs, and Li Miaozhen with a high ponytail in the yard.
Their faces were engraved with sadness and silentness.
Where is Ning Yan?Where is Xu Ningyan?Song Tingfeng looked around in the crowd, but he could not see his colleagues.
Being outside.A gong whispered.
Song Tingfeng's heart skipped a beat and rushed out desperately. Then, he saw Xu Qi'an in the carriage outside the post station.
He had a robe covered his face, and Song Tingfeng could recognize him because of the unique knife.
Song Tingfeng stretched out his hand, trembling, and pulled off his robe.
Half an hour ago, I was still a lively companion, but now I have no expression and no more forever.
Song Tingfeng stood there, lowering his head, maybe five or six seconds.Suddenly, Ah... howled heart-wrenchingly.
Sacrifice... A gong walked over with tears in his eyes.
roll!Zhu Guangxiao kicked him out with one kick.
Song Tingfeng was still wailing there, I'll go to your mother's tribute, my brother is gone, you let me tribute... You give me back my brother, my brother... ÁÁÁ...
……
In the gray world, Xu Qi'an saw the small temple again, where a handsome young monk sat cross-legged.
Master... Xu Qi'an said sadly and angrily: I seem to be dead. I want to greet the women in your family. I wonder if it is convenient?
It clearly reached everyone's ears.
There are rebels from afar and dream witches from afar. This situation is a desperate situation that makes the crowd even more ugly and their hearts sink to the bottom.
Fortunately, they all have rich experience in fighting people, and are used to blood and fighting, and have a firm mind.
Protect Jiang Jinluo and the governor into the inner hall.Yinluo, named Zhao, shouted, and he then pulled out the knife.
Jiang Luzhong grabbed the other party's sleeve and wanted to say something, but the Yinluo said first before he spoke:
Boss, I understand that Meng Wu is not good at close combat. As long as he is careful not to get his hair and flesh, he will not be able to use the technique of curse and killing.
Tang Yinluo grinned and said: It's Ah, boss.We can’t beat the fourth-grade warrior, but can’t the fourth-grade dream witch do it?That's too embarrassing.
The Tonggongs couldn't help feeling relieved when they saw that their boss was so confident.
Mengwu has weird and bizarre methods and is not good at head-on combat. As a Gonggong, they only know a little about this.
To the Tongluo's surprise, Jiang Luzhong didn't let go. Jinluo, who was usually like a god, could not even stand firmly, but he still grabbed the Yinluo's sleeve.
Walk!Jiang Luzhong said.
Zhao Yinluo turned around and grinned: Boss, you can't let us take the governor away.
Jiang Luzhong shook his head: You can't leave with the governor, I'm asking you to leave.
Jiang Jinluo, how can you know if you lose if you don’t fight?A Tongluo said, as if to cheer him up, and he spoke loudly.
Zhao Yinluo pulled back his sleeves and staggered Jiang Luzhong.
Tang Yinluo supported him and sighed: ...When I return to the capital, please invite us to have a drink.
In the end, the Yinluo didn't say anything and clasped his fists at Jiang Luzhong.
Zhao Yinluo raised his sword with one hand and took off the military crossbow from his waist with the other hand, pulled the trigger, and the bowstring banged, and the sharp arrow shot away.
Boom bang bang bang...
The rest were more tacitly fighting crossbow shooting.
The coroner who became a puppet roared in front of the prefect, letting crossbow arrows shoot into his body, and the tips of the arrows emerge from behind.
Death for me!
Zhao Yinluo jumped high, and flew more than ten feet wide in the sound of the cracking of the blue bricks. The standard long knife in his hand burst out with a distorted air.
puff.
The coroner puppet cut in half on the spot, dancing wildly in blood, trying hard to piece him together, but failed.
The prefect Meng Wu flexibly avoided the sword light. The sharp sword energy tore the ground and spread to the steps at the entrance of the lobby, making a loud bang.
The attacks of the other two silver gongs followed. They bent over and ran wildly, dragging out the afterimage, and cooperated with each other to kill Mengwu.
While attacking, information about the wizard system appeared in the minds of the two Yinluo.
Dafeng and the Witch God Cult occasionally have conflicts, including the fourth-grade wizard information, which is very detailed in the yamen.
A ninth-grade wizard can refine a new person into a puppet, supplemented with secret techniques to stimulate potential and burn essence and blood, allowing an ordinary person to instantly have extremely strong combat power. The more it improves, the faster the essence and blood burns until the oil is exhausted.
At the same time, the ninth-grade wizard can also stimulate the potential of his companions around him, and is also called the Blood Spirit at the cost of burning essence and blood.
The ability of the eighth-grade wizard is to curse, and the target person is cursed based on the birth date, the close objects, and the flesh and blood, and other objects as medium.Therefore, the eighth-grade wizard is called the spell master.
The advantage is that it is unpredictable and unpredictable.
The disadvantage is that it can only curse and kill the target with a lower level than one's own goal.
The title of the seventh-grade wizard is a psychic medium, able to manipulate corpses and ghosts. Whether it is Dafeng or the demon clan in the north, they have suffered a lot from the psychic medium on the battlefield.
The sixth-grade wizard is called the Gua Master. He is proficient in Gua Techniques and seeks good luck and avoids bad luck.Wizards of this realm can be described in two words: stable and greedy!
To describe it in one sentence: as stable as an old dog.
You don’t need to read the calendar when going out, you just need to calculate a hexagram to know the good or bad luck today.
The fifth-grade wizard is called Zhushen. He can summon the ancestor's war soul through rituals and possess it. If the summoned war soul is a martial artist, then Zhushen is a martial artist.
If a Taoist priest, then the sacrifice is a Taoist priest, and so on.
The limitation is that only war souls of the same level can be summoned.
The fourth-grade wizard is the realm of the prefect in front of him. The dream wizard walks in the dream and kills people invisibly.The most effective way to meet Mengwu is to not sleep.
If you don’t give him the chance to arrange a ceremony or the chance to ask for a battle soul to possess, you can win!Zhao Yinluo inspired himself in his heart.
At this time, he heard a whispering sound and turned his head suddenly to look at it. It was an ignored official. He cut his wrist and drew strange and complex array patterns on the ground with blood.
There are obscure and profound syllables in my mouth.
Zhao Yinluo's heart sank.
The next moment, a powerful aura was born from the prefect's body, and a graceful black smoke floated out from his head, and a vague figure was faintly a vague figure.
At the same time, the blades of the two silver gongs came.
The long knife cut his clothes and slashed the prefect's body, causing a harsh metal collision sound.The black smoke shook his head.
Copper and iron bones.
Who told you that the ritual must be arranged by the wizard himself?Actually, puppets can do it too.
Meng Wu, who faced the face of the prefect, sneered, raised his hand and held the necks of the two silver gongs.
With a click, the two silver gongs died instantly.
A fourth-grade warrior kills two silver gongs, isn’t it as easy as killing two ants?
Bastard!
In the lobby, there was a heart-wrenching roar, like an old beast's roar on the verge of despair.
It was the incompetent and furious Jiang Luzhong, his eyes were red and his face was distorted by anger.
The living Tongluo were so scared that they were shattered and finally realized that the silverluo had just been just boosting morale.
Wizards are indeed not good at close combat, but the fourth grade is the fourth grade, with a gap in realm.The so-called lack of good at close combat is compared to other systems of the same level.
What are you afraid of?
Zhao Yinluo shouted loudly, which shocked Tongluo and the others were shocked.
At this moment, Yin Luo, who is proficient in eating, drinking, drinking, gambling, is still raising his sword, like a warrior who is calmly dying.
There are two incense sticks of time, we have to buy two incense sticks of time for Jiang Jinluo, it is still early now.Zhao Yinluo shouted.
Noisy.
But reality is cruel. Meng Wu, disguised as a prefect, raised his hand, gathered his energy in his palm, and pressed it down with force.
Shock waves are born in the air and ripples spread.
Including Zhao Yinluo, the people beat the chest and vomited blood and flew backwards.
With just one move, the group beat people up and beat people up.
Jiang Luzhong seemed to have already understood all this. He closed his eyes and was no longer angry at this time, because everyone would soon meet in another world.
Meng Wu clenched his fist again, and the time he had asked the battle soul to possess was limited, so he did not intend to say more nonsense to Jiang Luzhong.
After all, the next step is the highlight. To control Baidi City, summon bandits, and attack various prefectures and counties, you must defeat Yunzhou before the court can react.
The Witch God Cult has been planning for several years, and today is the time to pick the fruits.
With one punch, the air rubbed against the air, letting out a roar, hitting the direction of the lobby.
A figure blocked the middle, it was Zhao Yinluo. He held the long sword in his hands, sank down his waist, and roared and slashed out.
This is probably the most peak of his life.
The sword energy collapsed, the long sword exploded, the magic weapon in the chest ruptured, and the terrible energy pushed Zhao Yinluo into the lobby, and the entire lobby roared.
Jiang Lu was also shocked. He crawled over in panic and hugged his dying subordinate in his arms.
The moment he touched Zhao Yinluo, Jiang Luzhong knew that Huitian was powerless, and none of his bones were intact, and the same was true for his internal organs.
Sitianjian may have a magic pill to bring about resurrection, but Yunzhou does not.
The reason why he didn't die immediately was probably the last stubbornness of the martial artist.
Zhao Yinluo has always been a very stubborn person. He always insists on his own actions and repeatedly violates Jiang Luzhong's orders, just like he was trying hard to shake off his hand.
Do you have anything else to say?Jiang Luzhong whispered.
Zhao Yinluo's blood-stained face forced a smile, covered in blood, and said intermittently: Boss, I actually have another concubine this year, I am eighteen years old, so young.
But I'm afraid you know, I didn't dare to keep it at home.You often call us to meet in a few silver meetings every year, and we should not exceed 500 taels of silver every year, and we should not exceed 10 cents for peddlers and barons at a time, and we should not exceed 3 cents for shops and restaurants at a time.
Do you know that we all laugh at you privately, and even corruption requires regulations, and you are the only one in the world.We listen to you on the surface, but in fact, we should be greedy or greedy behind our backs.Otherwise, how could I raise so many concubines... Sorry, boss, I disappoint you.
So, don’t be sad for people like us. According to the rules set by Mr. Wei, I should be dragged to Caishikou to beheaded.
Lao Tang likes to drink. If you can survive, remember to pour him two more glasses of wine every year during Qingming Festival...
Finally, the last request...I, I don't want to die in a foreign land, take me back to Beijing...
The spirit in Zhao Yinluo's pupils dissipated.
Why!Governor Zhang sighed and blamed himself: I am careless, I am careless...
What's the use of saying this now?
Jiang Luzhong said this with a smile, but the sadness in his eyes could not be hidden, and it flowed out in a surging way, turning into rolling tears.
Meng Wu walked slowly and smiled happily: To be honest, we don’t actually intend to split Yunzhou, support bandits, and hoard the army, but just a secret chess that is prepared for any trouble.It should be used when it is most needed, not now.
Although the account book problem was found with Zhou's experience, according to our plan, Yang Chuannan was just to push Yang Chuan to the death.
I didn’t expect that the Qi Party was so stupid and exposed the secret of working with us.Recruiting you.
What surprised me even more was that a mere gong could do this, which completely disrupted my plan.As a last resort, I can only attack you and occupy Yunzhou in advance.If you want to hate, hate the Tongluo named Xu. If it weren't for his bad things, you wouldn't have to die.
Now, you can take one step first, and I will pull out the gong and kill it.
As soon as he finished speaking, two strong winds suddenly came. Meng Wu raised his hand and shattered the two cold arrows.
On the wall, there was a tall and high-spirited gong, holding the magic weapon and military crossbow given by Song Qing of Si Tianjian, in his hand, but it has now become an ordinary object.
It can only ejaculate three times in its lifetime.
I, Xu Qi'an, didn't make any arrangements, and I sipped with a 'that gong'?
He had blood on his body, but it was all the blood of others, and he rushed in all the way.
After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two dead silver lords, and on the seriously injured Tongluo who could not fight again. The cynical temperament suddenly settled down.
His eyes were dark and his face was expressionless.
……
At the west gate, a silver light fell from the sky, rumbling and nailing to the city wall, broken bricks burst into pieces, and dust rose.
Wearing a soft-sized armor with a high ponytail, a scarlet cloak was strongly encouraged by her back. Li Miaozhen stood on the gun and stared at the soldiers who were bent their bows and arrows.
He said in a deep voice: Why close the city gate?
Number 3... Xu Qi'an's bitch was right. The city gate was indeed closed, but Li Miaozhen did not recklessly break the city and kill people, and personally came to the city to question.
clang... A general pulled out his sword and pointed at Li Miaozhen: Killing without mercy.
He didn't even explain and just started to do it.
Then there is nothing to say, Li Miaozhen's eyes instantly sharp.
Bengbang... In the sound of the shaking of the bow string, dozens of arrows shot towards Li Miaozhen.
She did not dodge or avoid, and with a slap of the tips, a stream of cold wind came out, wrapping around the arrows, changing their flight rules.
The arrows were rubbing against Li Miaozhen, and the archers became human stroke masters.
Clam!
The flying sword on Li Miaozhen's waist was unsheathed, turning into silver lightning whistling, wandering through the necks of the city guards, and reaping life freely.
Dada dada... The dense sound of horse hooves came, and the flying army galloped over, dust and smoke rolled.
Four centurions from the bronze and iron bone realm led the god-refining realm to kill the city head and cooperated with Li Miaozhen's flying sword to harvest the soldiers guarding the city.
Master, you haven't used the flying sword for a long time... The female ghost Su Su landed lightly on the gun rod, hugging Li Miaozhen's waist from behind.
This flying sword was a magic weapon given to Li Miaozhen by the Taoist Tianzong. It is almost not used normally, but every time it is unsheathed, it means that Li Miaozhen is in a bad mood.
I am angry.Li Miaozhen said.
Is it because the governor was assassinated?
No, it's because of a bitch.
……
Su Su frowned and wanted to speak but stopped. Has she forgotten that she was the saint of Tianzong?
The purpose of the Tianzong is so supreme that he is not happy or sad. But in the past few years, Li Miaozhen has become more and more impulsive and more jealous of evil.
He forced himself to become a female hero who was eager to be righteous.
A large part of the reason for the title of FeiYàn is that this flying sword is as light as Yàn, killing people without a shadow.Secondly, she is anxious about justice and flies wherever there is something wrong with her.
The Fei Yàn army once again showed its fierce fighting power that was invincible and quickly cleared the guards on the city. Then, a bronze-shaped warrior knocked open the city gate.
Li Miaozhen jumped up gently, fell down, then held the spear, pulled it out hard, and fell to the ground with it.
Under her leadership, the flying army entered the city.
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Hell has no way to come to surrender.Meng Wu laughed after a brief moment of surprise.
Click!Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall, held the black gold sword that the supervisor gave him, and gritted his teeth and said: It's you who deserves to go to hell, you whore raised it.
Xu Ningyan, what are you doing?Jiang Luzhong's face changed drastically. Are you going to die? You can't save us. Let's go, leave quickly.
Can I still leave? Xu Qian said with sincerity.
He really couldn't get out because Meng Wu locked him in and was slowly clenching his fists. The black smoke above his head was slightly bulging, as if he was accumulating energy.
Ning Yan, you... Governor Zhang closed his eyes, why bother?
Xu Qi'an was not panicked at all, and communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart:
Master, help me kill this person.
master?
Damn, master, are you still here?Don't play with me.
Master, I am a horse...
The fist rushes to his face, and the wind and thunder roar in his ears.
When that was the case, a sigh spread throughout the audience: Holding the bright moon and picking the stars in your hand, there is no such person as self.
Under Xu Qi'an's feet, a pattern of formation lit up, and a translucent barrier was raised.
boom!
The air radius exploded on the surface of the barrier, and the explosion was deafening. The blue bricks laid on the ground were lifted up immediately, with a terrifying momentum.
Half of the lobby of the Administrator collapsed rumblingly.
After the long tinnitus passed, Xu Qi'an heard Jiang Luzhong's roar: Yang Qianhuan, you are also in Yunzhou, why are you standing by and watching? Why didn't you take action just now?
Xu Qian suddenly looked back and saw a figure in white, standing with his hands behind his back to them.
He was not surprised by Yang Qianhuan's appearance, just wanted to say: You damn, you are finally here.
Xu Qi'an had long suspected that the sorcerer who abducted Liang Youping was a senior brother from Si Tianjian, and it was very likely that it was Yang Qianhuan.
Sure enough.
Why do I, Mr. Yang, do my whole life, need to explain to others?This sentence appeared in Yang Qianhuan's mind, but he didn't say it, sighed and explained:
I came to Yunzhou because I was responsible for my teacher's order, so I was not here just now.
The supervisor gave him the task: to be optimistic about Xu Qi'an.
Wherever Xu Qi'an is, he is wherever he is.
He was not present at the scene when several Yin Luo were killed.
I'll take you away.The patterns under Yang Qianhuan's feet spread, covering Xu Qi'an, covering Governor Zhang and others.
snort!
Meng Wu stepped on the cracked formation pattern with one foot. Yang Qianhuan, you are not qualified to save people in my hands.
Yang Qianhuan's reply was: Holding the bright moon and picking the stars in his hand, there is no such person as self.
Arrogant!Mengwu's goat's whisper trembled, as if he was angry.
Can you leave?In Xu Qi'an's ears, Yang Qianhuan's voice transmission sounded. I can only take you away. If there are too many people, the array pattern will be destroyed if it cannot be formed.
Xu Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth: You have another way to take this guy away.
There were hundreds of rebels outside.Yang Qianhuan warned.
I know.Xu Qi'an replied.
After a brief silence, Yang Qianhuan said: OK.
He stomped his feet hard, and the formation patterns spread rapidly. This time, only Meng Wu was shrouded. When he just realized it, the two disappeared from the spot.
Take it out of the city to fight.Xu Qi'an shouted to the sky.
No response was received.
Xu Qi'an brought the bodies of two Yinluo into the lobby and placed them gently at Jiang Luzhong's feet. Sorry, I'm late.
You shouldn't have come.Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice.
I came still... Xu Qi'an really wanted to play with memes, but when he said that, it turned into a bitter smile.
The Tongluo supported each other into the inner hall, meditated and breathed, and relieved the injuries.
Jiang Luzhong glanced at the surviving Tonggongs, with some relief in his eyes, but the vague sound of fighting outside had come to an end, which made him realize that everyone was not out of danger.
What's going on outside?Governor Zhang looked out of the lobby.
There are about four or five hundred rebels. When I rushed in, the Hu Ben Guard was completely damaged.
The gongs opened their eyes, their eyes were the same, filled with despair.
Forget it, forgot... Governor Zhang smiled smirked: It seems that he is doomed. I have to bear the emperor's grace and have to bear the will of Duke Wei.
What you don’t let them down, what you lose is these three dead silver gongs.Xu Qi'an glanced at him, got up and walked to the threshold.
Ning Yan, you go, with your combat power, you can get out of the back hall.Jiang Luzhong had red eyes and urged:
Genggu, hurry up, I will die here with my subordinates today.You are the one that Mr. Wei likes. You are going to die here. Mr. Wei will dig my grave.
If there is hope, as long as we hold on, we will have rescuers.Xu Qi'an had already seen the rebels in his sight and they attacked.
He looked back and bowed to Governor Zhang: Governor is a good official. Although he is full of bad things, he finally puts the people in front of him.I hate this world, but I am very happy to see a good official like you.So I don't want you to die.
He then bowed to Jiang Luzhong: Jiang Jinluo is a good superior, and Jiaofangsi is a good player. If you have the chance in the future, I will invite you to Jiaofangsi again. If you like any courtesan, just say that floating fragrance is not good.
He looked at the bodies of the three Yinluo: No matter what kind of person they were during their lifetime, at least when they died, they did not let down the word "beat" and "beat people".
Finally, he clasped his fists and raised it to the top of his head. Mr. Wei treated me as much as a mountain and treated me preferentially everywhere. When he was enjoying the benefits, he rushed to the front and hurried behind when he encountered danger.
After saying that, he closed the door to the lobby.
Jiang Luzhong was slightly moved and shouted hoarsely: Ning Yan!
A Gong trembled and murmured: No, no, he is rushing to the God Refining Realm, he can't hold on...
Governor Zhang stood up tremblingly, and the weak wind fell as soon as it blew, but he stood up strongly and bowed deeply to Xu Qi'an's back.
They couldn't see the situation outside, but in the sound of the crossbow firing, the sound of weapons colliding, and the noise of the killing, the teenager's passionate chanting came:
The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the five capital heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
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Xu Qi'an guarded the entrance of the courtyard, with his sword on his hands, and his sword on his hands... One of the rebels came, he killed one, and two killed one pair.
In this long sword produced by the surveillance officer, the armor is as fragile as paper, not to mention flesh and blood.
At first I felt uncomfortable and was filled with fear of blood stains on my hands, but if I kill too much, I will become numb.
Among the rebels, most of them are ordinary people, and occasionally there are a few masters in the essence refining realm.For Xu Qi'an, who has a strong energy and has half his foot entered the realm of refining the spirit, there is actually not much difference.
But he couldn't stand the human sea tactics and his condition was really bad. After killing more than a dozen people in one go, Xu Qi'an gradually exhausted, his stomach was overturned, his arms were numb, and he lost consciousness.
The most troublesome thing is the crossbow. These things are intensively shot, and they cannot be withstood by a knife.
Fortunately, there was a magic weapon, gong tied to his chest, and the swords, guns, swords and crossbows could not hurt him. Xu Qi'an tried his best to catch the cold arrows flying towards the door, and the rest would be followed.
After beheading fifty people in one go, Xu Qi'an reached the first limit. His body was exhausted, his eyes were black, and his spirit was like a dry pond. He would faint in the next moment.
When he survived this limit, he was surprised to find that a new spring gushed out of the dry pond, nourishing the soul.
The surrounding scenery became clear, the soldiers' ferocious facial expressions, the bulging muscles, the trajectory drawn by waving swords... All details were accurately captured and imprinted in their minds.
...This is the realm of refining the gods, which can you see through all the gods around you?
No, it’s not yet reached its limit, and you can continue to break through.
Live toward death!
Xu Qi'an suddenly understood what Monk Shenshu meant.
The endless squeezing of the soul is itself a kind of life towards death.But it is not enough. If the soul is compared to a piece of iron embryo, an ordinary warrior will be promoted to the realm of God Refining, which is equivalent to only smashing the hammer once.
What Xu Qi'an is doing now is to repeatedly beat, temper the soul, and break through the limits on the edge of life and death again and again.
After beheading one hundred people, he faced the limit again. After forcing him, Xinquan emerged and his mental power increased rapidly again.
No, I can't hold on anymore... Stinky monk, I'll leave my life to you, don't fool me... I have a large group of girls who have figured it out in the capital...
After killing two hundred people in one go, Xinquan did not continue to gush out because Xu Qi'an died in exhaustion.
The rapid growth of the soul has nothing to do with the body.He squeezed his soul again and again, but in fact he also squeezed his body again and again. A new spring of the soul surged out, but the body did not.
The killing god finally stopped swinging his sword and stood with his back.But the rebels did not continue to attack. They held the sword, their faces were ferocious, alert and fearful, and they were terrified of being killed.
Take a crossbow and shoot him.There was a voice in the crowd shouting loudly.
Bang... The bow string vibrated, and the crossbow arrow shot out. I don’t know if it was exhausted or the emotions were nervous. The crossbow arrow that was originally shot at the eyebrows actually turned and flew over Xu Qi'an’s scalp.
But the rebels cheered.
He died, he died...hahahaha, this doggyman finally died.
Chop him up, chop him up to avenge his brothers.
Crowd up.
But at this moment, a flying sword broke through the air, slashed around the crowd, and killed several soldiers in the front.
Immediately afterwards, four warriors, like gods and demons, broke through the wall and led a group of soldiers to kill in.
At this time, there were more than 300 rebels, but facing this amazing soldier from heaven, it was no better than leeks.Life was harvested, soldiers fell down, the strong smell of blood was disgusting.
After cleaning up the rebels, I saw an unforgettable scene.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man stood proudly, his body full of arrows and his feet were Heng Chen's corpse. He stood on the mountain of corpses, leaning on a knife.
There is no breath of life.
Li Miaozhen, wearing a scarlet cloak, stood in front of him, and her back was a little lonely.
Li Miaozhen, who was originally full of resentment and anger, had fantasized about meeting again and must teach him a lesson. At this moment, it was like a thorn in his throat.
Li Miaozhen's eyes were red: Sorry, I'm late.
Miaozhen...
A centurion came over, but his eyes were still on Xu Qi'an.
Crazy.He stood upright, his scales collided, and he clasped his fists at Xu Qi'an.
Crazy... The sound of scales colliding sounded, and more than 400 flying soldiers clasped their fists at the same time, neatly and uniformly.
They didn't even know who the teenager standing at the entrance of the courtyard was or what his name was.But they respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Go in and see if the governor is dead or alive.
Li Miaozhen's voice was a little hollow.
yes!
The centurion bypassed Xu Qi'an and ran into the courtyard.
Behind the crowd, Su Su, who was fascinating in the country, stood quietly in the corner, staring at Xu Qi'an in a daze.
Are you a fool...
……
Bang...
The centurion pushed open the door and saw the beating man sitting cross-legged all over the floor. He saw the intact Governor Zhang, who was pale.
Everyone showed despair.
The centurion was stunned and hurriedly said: Flying down the Yàn army, Li Hu, you are saved.
Flying Yàn Army?!
People looked at each other in the fight. Although they didn't understand why the Fei Yàn army appeared here, the shouts of killing outside did stop.
They were saved.
Survive in desperate situations.
Huh... Governor Zhang staggered, the tense string finally relaxed. He held the table hard and did not let himself fall.
Where is Ning Yan... Governor Zhang asked: Who is outside, where is that Tongluo?
The people who escaped from death watched the fight.
Baihu suddenly dodged a little and did not dare to look at them. They had hope in their eyes and the desire to get good news from their own mouths.
He... died in battle.
……
Governor Zhang rolled out of the lobby, walked through the courtyard, and came to Xu Qi'an.
But what he saw was a broken human figure, full of arrows and wounds, and there was no sign of life.
For no reason, the boy's last chant echoed in his ears:
The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the five capital heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
A promise is worth a thousand gold...
At this moment, the governor sank on the ground, tears streaming down.
……
Outside the city.
Rows of bed crossbows were shooting, the sound of bowstrings echoed more and more clearly, and the cannons were fired, and the rumbling sound was deafening.
Array patterns lit up under Yang Qianhuan's feet, with different functions. Sometimes the strong wind is carrying arrows to increase its penetration, or change its operating rules and pursue the enemy.
Sometimes it is called in flames to increase the power of shell explosion.Sometimes it is purely summoning heavenly thunder to kill the enemy.
I am proficient in thirty-six formations, twenty of which are attack and killing techniques. Killing you ant is just a blink of ant.Yang Qianhuan snorted coldly:
But if you take back the previous sentence...
What are you talking about?
Meng Wu, who had summoned the battle soul several times, was in a mess. Although he had unparalleled combat power, he could not reach Yang Qianhuan who had mastered the teleportation formation.
You just said, I want to save people in your hands, but it is not qualified.Man, you succeeded in arousing my anger.
So what if you take it back, so what if you don’t take it back.
If you take it back, you will keep your entire body. If you don’t take it back, it will turn into ashes.You wizards are not good at attacking and killing. The battlefield where corpses are piled up is the home field of the wizards. As for this, I have the final say.
I can't stop you if I want to leave.
Meng Wu slapped the shells in the air and slapped them into a crack. He was pushed back by the fanatical air waves, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Now that Governor Zhang and Jiang Luzhong are dead, you can only escape back to the capital in shame when the army accumulated in the mountains arrives.
Speaking of this, Meng Wu suddenly felt palpitations. He frowned and stepped back while counting his fingers.
For the hexagram master, palpitations mean a sign in the dark.
How is it possible... Meng Wu exclaimed in surprise.
He calculated the danger, and the danger came from Jiang Luzhong.But he should have died now and had no hope of life.
Before the action, he digs a hexagram, and the hexagrams show that today will be very smooth.But now, everything has changed differently.
The hexagram shows that it is a sign of great danger.
Who blocked the secret of heaven?
Boom boom boom boom...
At the end of the horizon, a figure rushed towards him. He was still in the distant horizon the moment before, and was near in front of him the next moment.
It was Jiang Luzhong with a hideous face and red eyes.
The violent aura surging like a sea of tides, indicating the master's boundless anger.
……
Station, hall.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were guarding the hall, leaving only one Tongluo on the floor to monitor the prisoner.
The two of them were placed on the table, and no one spoke, sitting silently. This atmosphere had been maintained for half an hour.
Suddenly, the two of them moved their ears together, and they heard the sound of wheels shaking, and stopped at the gate of the station.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao grabbed their swords and ran out. They saw Governor Zhang, Gonggongs, and Li Miaozhen with a high ponytail in the yard.
Their faces were engraved with sadness and silentness.
Where is Ning Yan?Where is Xu Ningyan?Song Tingfeng looked around in the crowd, but he could not see his colleagues.
Being outside.A gong whispered.
Song Tingfeng's heart skipped a beat and rushed out desperately. Then, he saw Xu Qi'an in the carriage outside the post station.
He had a robe covered his face, and Song Tingfeng could recognize him because of the unique knife.
Song Tingfeng stretched out his hand, trembling, and pulled off his robe.
Half an hour ago, I was still a lively companion, but now I have no expression and no more forever.
Song Tingfeng stood there, lowering his head, maybe five or six seconds.Suddenly, Ah... howled heart-wrenchingly.
Sacrifice... A gong walked over with tears in his eyes.
roll!Zhu Guangxiao kicked him out with one kick.
Song Tingfeng was still wailing there, I'll go to your mother's tribute, my brother is gone, you let me tribute... You give me back my brother, my brother... ÁÁÁ...
……
In the gray world, Xu Qi'an saw the small temple again, where a handsome young monk sat cross-legged.
Master... Xu Qi'an said sadly and angrily: I seem to be dead. I want to greet the women in your family. I wonder if it is convenient?
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