The eleventh is finally here.
Whether it is a careful layout or an unintentional willow insertion, the saddest character of the top ten masters has stepped on the most correct time and the most appropriate place, and almost immediately choked Xu Fengnian's death hole, Li Chungang wants to fight with Wu Liuding, who carries the Suwang sword, each representing the new and old kendo leaders on the rivers and lakes, and they will definitely not be able to get out in three moves and two styles.
Wei Shuyang and Lu Qiantang have all gone to the reeds, and it is an unpredictable bloody battle, that is, it is possible to die to the death, at this time, Xu Fengnian is only left with the dead blue bird, as well as Ning Emei and the hundred light horses behind him, Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the eager halberd Ning Emei, no need to ask, the Beiliang fierce general who held the iron halberd nodded, raised one hand, thirty light horses fan-shaped, thirty crossbows pointed directly at the master who had been famous in the rivers and lakes, Undoubtedly, it is another old feud contest between iron-blooded soldiers and martial arts people, there is a halberd Ning Emei to resist, Xu Fengnian did not look at the eleventh for the time being, but stared intently at the old sword god who swept away, not that he despised Wang Mingyin, but the peak life and death battle between masters, destined to be extremely clever in moves, Li Chungang or Wu Liuding, they are all sword masters, maybe any shot, it is more exquisite than the moves he picked out from the secret book, it is a good thing to take a look at it and remember a silhouette, which can benefit him immensely, Xu Fengnian couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "It's really tense." ” Li Chungang lifted his sword and left, Wu Liuding faced this famous kendo senior, not only was he not afraid, he smiled heartily and freely, twisted with one hand, the bamboo pole rotated and flew forward from his shoulder, and he rushed forward in a green shirt, holding one end of the bamboo pole, which was the same as on the river, and then used bamboo as a sword, and the other end of the bamboo pole suddenly inserted into the road, and shouted softly, "Get up" That time he had a dragon lord over the river and lifted the boat, this time it was a hard pry from the dirt road to pry up a large piece of heavy soil, smashed to Li Chungang, bent bamboo to lift the dust that covered the sky, the bamboo pole turned back on the shoulder, a foot slammed on the ground, stepped out of a big pit, the feet suddenly splashed countless dust, the bamboo pole that should have been brittle on the spot was bent by his hands to press a moving arc, both hands pressed a twist, the big rod like a full moon bow, bounced into the air, the dust in the bullet, injected a sharp sword qi into it.
Li Chungang, who was swept through the air, sneered, and slashed away with a sword as usual, smashing the dust that was obscuring the eyes, and at the same time smashed the sword qi contained in it in one go The dust in the sky was all around, and the dirt mixed with abundant sword qi pierced countless potholes after landing, and on the empty official road where the two were two hundred steps apart, the sword qi flew chaotically, and dozens of horizontal and vertical ravines appeared, and Princess Jing'an was dumbfounded, if she stayed on the spot, wouldn't it be as Xu Fengnian said, she was really dismantled and ended up with a dead corpse, and the power of a sword was light, breaking the air and tearing the earth, it was so terrifying and invincible Princess Pei had no impression of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but now she saw it with her own eyes, and she knew that it was terrible.
She turned her head sideways and secretly looked at Xu Fengnian, but she didn't see the clue in his eyes, and she couldn't tell whether he was confident or depressed.
Li Chungang's sword is like a long rainbow, the white light is dazzling, and it falls in front of Wu Liuding in the dust, this sword is blocked by the bamboo pole sword qi and dust, as if it is not weak, the bamboo pole returns to Wu Liuding's toes in his hand a little, and retreats sharply, and in a moment, the old sword god slashes down, wrapped in unparalleled sword intent, and stabs the foothold of the Wu family's sword crown out of a deep pit, and Wu Liuding in the green shirt laughs softly: "What a sword immortal kneels."
Leisurely speaking, the bamboo pole has not been stagnant at all, bringing out a large circle, sweeping towards the head of the old sword god, whistling into the wind, hunting, the old sword god sneered, how dare the erector descendant in front of the old man to the bamboo pole on the sword in the hand of the long sword arrogance soared, that is, the vulgar can see the sword tip of the green mang, the so-called sword qi, the realm of wisdom, is to let the sword give birth to a heroic spirit that communicates with heaven and earth, the world only said that the husband should mention the three-foot Qingfeng to kill people and break the enemy, do you really think it is just a three-foot copper and iron sword body The one-armed Li Chungang was still an understatement after falling on the road.
Wu Liuding no longer avoided its edge this time, and the bamboo pole did not change its trajectory, and still swept thousands of troops.
The sword moves of the two are nothing more than one horizontal and one vertical.
Li Chungang's hand Qingfeng and Wu Liuding's bamboo pole collided hard, making an unreasonable sonorous sound and piercing the eardrum.
Poor Princess Pei covered her ears and screamed, but it was in vain, almost vomiting blood, Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, walked in front of her, and invisibly blocked the breath ripples caused by this collision for her.
After Li Chungang's sword in his hand came into contact with the bamboo pole, it was not bounced off, but like the bow of the boat taught Xu Fengnian sword trick sword gang, he instantly flicked the bamboo pole sixteen times, and the tip of the sword was only one inch long The green mang burst to three inches, and others only saw the green sword qi in the old sword god's hand dancing wildly, and then Wu Liuding's bamboo pole bent again and again, and finally couldn't bear the abuse of the old sword god's sword qi as if there was no end, and it slammed, the bamboo pole was just an ordinary bamboo pole after all, The bamboo pole is broken into two, the latter holds half of each hand, retreats and retreats, floats out twenty steps, Li Chungang deceives himself for twenty steps, the sword blade never leaves Wu Liuding's chest, the tip of the sword is half a zhang away, and the sword qi is like a green snake spitting letters, but it is only one foot away Wu Liuding finally no longer holds big, one-handed bamboo pole into two-handed sword, Wu family sword mound is known for its sword moves are unparalleled in the world, he can walk out of the mound as a sword crown, undoubtedly has the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the bamboo pole does not give birth to a trace of sword energy, only known for the unpredictable tricks, is against Li Chungang, a kendo master who stepped on the threshold of the sword immortal, is still a sword hegemon, and he is indomitable.
Li Chungang frowned and let go again, smiled slightly, for some reason he took away the green mangs on the sword, the sword gang was no more, just sword moves against sword moves, strolling leisurely, seeing the moves, the two fought close to each other, dazzling, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't know whether they waved a hundred swords or a thousand swords.
There are eight kinds of crossbows in the Liyang Dynasty, except for the four crossbows launched by the foot force, the remaining four, the cardinal crossbow in the North Liang Iron Rider is the most lethal, and it can not lose the yellow stirrup crossbow, so this kind of Beiliang system bow and crossbow is called "Kaishan", and the Beiliang knife is equally famous, since it dares to call the mountain, the strength can be described as amazing, thirty crossbow salvos, buzzing through the air, but the eleventh Wang Mingyin is just not afraid to move forward, stretching out a hand, pointing at the air in front of him, The first wave of arrow rain fell to the ground, after a wave of rain was splashed, the beads came, the second wave of arrow rain suddenly came, Wang Mingyin, who looked old-fashioned, no longer pointed at the country with one finger, his hands clenched into fists, his clothes bulged, and he actually put on a brutal posture to resist the bow and crossbow, and several waves of arrow rain were violently bounced away by the qi machine that he wandered outside the body, and they were obliquely inserted into the ground, and for a time Wang Mingyin was covered with arrows behind him, and he walked straight to the thirty horses unharmed.
A crossbow can be called a crossbow only if it is angry.
But the farmer didn't move, and he blocked the crossbow momentum that continued to splash ink on his head.
He said that he would borrow the head of His Royal Highness the Prince. will do what it says.
Yuan Meng, the captain of the Fengzi Battalion, contracted his pupils, stared at the unknown person from the rivers and lakes, pulled the reins of his horse, and killed him with a knife.
Beiliang light cavalry was familiar with it, and the fan-shaped twenty people on both sides of Yuan Meng opened their crossbows again, and the remaining ten people behind him followed the captain and rushed with his sword.
The Northern Liang Army attaches great importance to the horse politics first, not to mention how the heavy armor iron cavalry is strong, that is, the horses matched by the light cavalry are far from being comparable to the cavalry outside the Northern Liang, not to mention that the Fengzi Battalion is the descendant of the Beiliang Army, and the horses are all heavy varieties, seven feet high, weighing more than 2,000 catties.
Pei Nanwei didn't know much about the Spring and Autumn War, but hearsay said that the Northern Liang cavalry was invincible, and now he couldn't help but be a little dizzy when he saw the momentum of the ten horses, ten people and ten horses were already like this, and the 300,000 iron horsemen under the command of the King of Beiliang were so arrogant that the horses stepped on the six countries back then But the next scene made Princess Pei's eyes widen, the strong man who looked like a farmer sprinted towards the ten horses, brushed away the rain of arrows shot from both sides of the fan with both hands, strode up, and ran up stiffly against the first lieutenant Yuan Meng's tall head and the horse slammed together, Princess Jing'an expected that the cruel picture of the farmer's blood splashing three feet did not appear, but the wooden man hit the mountain and broke the neck of the war horse, knocking Yuan Meng out with the people and the horse, Yuan Meng didn't even have time to chop it down, the man then accelerated his pace, and his feet stepped on the ground like a roar, Without losing the sound of the horses' hooves, he spread out his hands, propped himself on the two horses, and suddenly exerted his strength, suspended the two horses and four hooves behind Yuan Meng in the air, and threw them out horizontally Pei Nanwei, who was born in a wealthy family and was raised in a golden jade cage by King Jing'an, opened his mouth slightly, and his face was unbelievable, there was such a powerful martial artist in the world The three war horses were thrown away by this crop man in one go, and the two Beiliang knives on his side finally took the opportunity to cut them, and the man who pulled out the mountains and rivers was as heavy as water, and his hands held the most cutting-edge standard cold knife in the world, just twisting it, and he curled it up.
"Come down."
Hearing him say two words calmly, the two brave light horsemen were torn off their horses and thrown out by him.
The man stopped sharply when he was the first of his horses, and his hooves were raised high and he stepped on them heavily His futon-sized hands retracted in a flash, high above his head, grasped the horse's hooves, and with a cold snort, tore the horse alive How much strength does it take to tear a war horse alive under the momentum of the habitual surname The light cavalry of the Fengzi Battalion, which had no mount, fell, and happened to be smashed in the chest by a crop man's punch, and the armor exploded together with the chest, killing him on the spot, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
The next few riders were easily thrown out by this brave wuzi, and none of them were spared.
Pei Nanwei couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and subconsciously glanced at Beiliang Shizi who was standing in front of him, his back was still upright, and he moved, and finally could see some of the edges and corners of his side face, but he couldn't see the expected panic, which made Pei Nanwei very disappointed, the man was unstoppable, and said that he wanted to borrow his head, is this Xu Fengnian really not afraid at all Pei Nanwei looked at the battlefield again, and only one face, His Royal Highness's personal guard and cavalry lost several places, but what shocked Princess Pei even more was that in such a cruel situation, The rest of the Fengzi battalion light cavalry is still as tall as His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, turning a blind eye to the bloody scenes, especially the burly military general holding a halberd, shrouded in a heavy black armor, even with armor and iron halberd, how to say that there are more than 400 catties, in the face of defeat, just riding on a horse, immovable, such a terrible iron-hearted princess Pei has a heart, is the Beiliang soldiers so ruthless The halberd Ning Emei raised his arm and held the halberd, the tip of the halberd pointed to the eleventh Wang Mingyin, and ten of the twenty horsemen still silently raised the crossbow, and the ten horsemen continued to sprint.
Behind the man, there were no dead light horsemen among the first ten horsemen, and the lightly wounded remounted their horses and lined up, while the seriously wounded sat on the ground and picked up their bows and crossbows.
Faintly forming a pincer momentum.
Beiliang has no choice but to fight to the death against the enemy.
Princess Jing'an looked at the ten horsemen who rode forward at the expense of their surnames, and when she heard Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, talk about it, she didn't understand the coldness in his words, and she finally understood the meaning of this sentence.
She asked in a trembling voice, "Can your light horse stop it?"
Xu Fengnian didn't make a sound, staring intently at Li Chungang and Wu Liuding's current top kendo battle, sweat was already oozing from his forehead, what he could do now was to memorize by rote, and write down all the swordsmanship that could be seen through by himself, which was ten million times more consuming than reciting the Go formula, the old sword god abandoned the sword gang, and Wu Liuding purely only used swordsmanship to swordsmanship, the sword moves of both sides were perfect, and the old man did not have the idea of letting him watch the battle, and he couldn't waste this kindness The Wu family sword mound walked a sheep intestine path, Abandon the ethereal sword intent, and seek a sword to make a move that no one can solve, it is rumored that everyone in the mound is as withered as a ghost, among which there are many people who challenge the mastery of swordsmanship who are imprisoned by the Wu family, and can only feed the sword to the descendants of the Wu family for the rest of their lives.
On the road, although Wu Liuding's two bamboo swords are getting shorter and shorter, his moves are becoming more and more domineering and violent, as the so-called one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, even if Wu Liuding is more and more at a disadvantage in the situation, he can use the bamboo sword to fight the old sword god with the name of the enemy without defeat, which is enough to be proud.
Xu Fengnian slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and muttered to himself that Princess Pei was confused behind him: "Technical work, be rewarded" When Princess Pei saw that the second group of light horsemen was destroyed by the men who stepped all the way, and the halberd generals who were as immobile as a mountain were finally about to start charging and fighting, she couldn't help but ask worriedly: "If you can't even stop this general, what should you do?"
It's a pity that Xu Fengnian still ignored it.
Princess Jing'an raised her hand in anger and was about to beat the back of His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang, this was a subconscious action, but before she could make a move, she was hit in the abdomen by the embroidered winter scabbard, she suddenly squatted on the ground with a pale face, her body curled up, abnormal colic, her eyes were already full of tears, and she almost thought she was going to die.
Xu Fengnian, who didn't pity the jade at all, squinted at the reeds, and still ignored the halberd Ning Emei who went out in person.
The blue bird said softly: "If Ning Emei is defeated, the slave will ask for a weapon." ” Xu Fengnian asked curiously: "What is it?"
The blue bird looked complicated, bowed his head and said, "Instant gun." ” Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Where did I get this famous weapon embroidered by the Spear Immortal King back then." ” Bluebird looked at the carriage and said calmly, "It has been hidden in the axle. ” Xu Fengnian was surprised and said: "Blue Bird, you tell the truth, what is the relationship between you and Wang Xiu?"
The blue bird said softly: "He is my father, and he killed my mother." ” Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart, hesitated, and said: "Ning Emei is defeated and defeated, I don't think that he and a hundred light horsemen can completely exhaust Wang Mingyin, and when the time comes, when the eleventh strength in the world is exhausted, you will make another move." ” Princess Pei, who was squatting on the ground and holding her belly with her hands, raised her head and gritted her teeth: "Xu Fengnian, you are not afraid of the death of this hundred people" Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at Princess Jing'an, who could no longer maintain her graceful state, and said calmly: "What do you know?"
Pei Nanwei, who could only talk to Xu Fengnian by looking up, smiled nervously and said: "I know what, what is the difference between you, the prince of Beiliang and Zhao Xun, the prince of Jing'an, are not the same, and you only know how to let the people who are inferior to ants in your eyes go to death in vain, I will watch you how you kneel to the reckless man and beg for mercy when the time comes."
"Then you can wait."
Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the battle between Wu Liuding in the green shirt and the old sword god in sheepskin, not surprisingly, Li Chungang's good temper was about to run out, and the next thing was a real hearty battle.
The blue bird stared at Pei Nanwei.
One is a humble slave, and the other is a princess who is extremely glorious and rich.
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At that moment, it was the blue bird who looked at Pei Nanwei condescendingly, and the latter was creepy and silent.
Princess Pei watched as the murderous servant girl walked towards the carriage, bent down and pulled out an axle, which shattered in her hand, revealing a scarlet spear all over.
Gun name instant: