The east of the Iron Gate Pass is conducive to the impact of the cavalry, and it is naturally a good place for people to die.
Two hundred light cavalry against eight hundred light cavalry, two hundred royal forest army did not fear.
Unlike a few years ago, the children of the powerful in the capital mixed into this royal army to hold a golden job, after Zhang Julu took power, he personally read the royal forest military register, as long as it was with the children and grandchildren of the ministers and generals, all the children and grandchildren were expelled from the imperial forest army in one day, and the military camp was half empty that day, and many of the generals who entered the army with real skills were no exception, which made Zhang Julu very unpopular on the side of the Beijing official generals, and several Spring and Autumn meritorious veterans scolded when they met, One of the old generals who lived on the same street simply blocked the door and questioned the purple-haired and blue-eyed man, and asked Shoufu how Lord Shoufu, with his grandson's combat strength, could not be worthy of this ordinary armor of the Imperial Forest Army Zhang Shoufu went out of the door, and said lightly Your grandson does have the ability, but your great-grandson will definitely not have this ability in the future, and the official just closed the door twenty years in advance.
At that time, the old general, who was still in an important position, didn't figure out the crooked truth of the crepe, but fortunately, he didn't dare to be rude to the head of the dynasty, but he just made up his mind not to get along with each other, and the two families who had a harmonious relationship even delayed a happy family affair.
The old general stepped down from the position of second in command of the military department many years later, and only then did he take the initiative to come to the door to apologize.
The black-clothed young man crossed the Fengzi Battalion Captain Yuan Meng and the Blue Bird, and faced a middle-aged martial artist who swept out of the cavalry formation, the imperial guard wore a knife but did not use a knife, and after twisting his arms with both hands for Xu Longxiang, the originally thick arms suddenly dried up with flesh and blood, and turned into shocking skin and bones.
Xu Longxiang was still violently exerted by him, just kicked out, and the middle-aged guards who were hiding all the way to the prince Zhao Kai were originally intent on exchanging a life for a life, tearing off Xu Longxiang's arms and then resisting a kick through his chest, but when his arms instantly swelled and strengthened like a big bowl's amazing force, the young man still did not move, the guard immediately let go, pressed the young man's toes with both hands, and the whole person took advantage of the force to rise into the air, dodging the fatal blow, the man from the hidden door of the rivers and lakes crossed his feet and collided, such as climbing a ladder, he was fast, Xu Longxiang reached out faster, holding an ankle, Pull the whole person down, raise a knee hit, after entering the palace, the man who has been immersed in secrets for many years elbowed, is still hit by the young man's knee in the abdomen, the sturdy body floats backwards, fortunately the cavalry behind him is exquisite, all to the emergency bypass, the man grasps the ground with five fingers of one hand like a hook, and draws a gully several feet long on the ground, before stopping the defeated body, the abdomen is overturned, the corner of the mouth is oozing blood, the man stands up, and there is a little fear in his eyes.
Since scholars can sell their talents to the emperor's family, many top reckless men are naturally willing to sell them to the imperial court with their martial arts, unlike the Beiliang Xu family, who have no officials and no power, as long as they have the ability to serve in the palace in the capital, they are really wild people and officials.
This golden knife guard who was given yellow by the Son of Heaven because of his outstanding martial arts, is a leader in his success, once returned to his hometown to visit relatives, when the sect was overwhelmed by the county guard and the general's joint bullet, and so he returned to his hometown with brocade and brocade, it was the world turned upside down, the snobbish county guard asked an elderly man in the county to write a plaque, and personally sent someone to send someone to the sect to hang, and he was originally limited by the rules of the palace, and did not plan to worry about anything with the county guard, after that, he took a disciple of a master uncle in the gang to the capital, Luckily became the second Golden Sword Guard.
The middle-aged golden sword guard slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and together with many other colleagues, he surrounded and killed the black-clothed young man.
The man meditated in his heart, even if he died here today, he would be worthy of the sect.
Xu Longxiang strode in a straight line, his eyes always staring at the woman in a white robe.
The blue bird rode the first to fall into battle, and the gun in his hand swept away the stabbing shot of the enemy rider on the opposite side, his wrist shook slightly, and the procrastination technique and arc marksmanship stabbed the fierce rider who thought that the end of the round was a shot.
The arc gun returned, and the blue bird swept the body of the royal cavalry in an instant, sweeping it into two.
She didn't blindly fight, she only killed one of the horsemen and then stopped using it, and even if the Kings cavalry stopped her for a moment, she only galloped towards the carriage.
When the first wave of people brushed their bodies, more than 30 corpses rolled down on the ground.
Like two blades cutting flesh from each other.
The two wounds continued to tear and expand rapidly.
Yuan Meng singled out an enemy horseman, and the body of the Imperial Forest Army with his armor stabbed in a bloody hole was picked into the air.
There are also cavalrymen with the strength of a battle twisting their bodies in the air, trying to land and stand firm before drawing their swords and fighting again.
It's a pity that before he landed, he was slashed by a white horse servant with a knife.
Yuan Meng laughed: "Hong ruthless, this head has rewarded you."
Go back and don't knock on the door again, please have a good rub with Captain Yuan."
Hong Shuwen, who was expressionless, muttered softly: "Let Lao Tzu be a deputy lieutenant and invite you to drink flower wine." ” Yuan Meng has good ears, even if he is trampling on the war horse, he still hears it clearly, and scolds with a smile: "Let your mother's fart wait until you have killed enough ten people and then mention this stubble to Lao Tzu."
Hong Shuwen twisted the Beiliang knife in his hand and turned into an inverted onion type, bent down to dodge a shot, and with the help of the momentum of the war horse under his crotch rushing forward, the cool knife slid rapidly along the barrel of the gun, cutting off the arm of the enemy rider with a knife, and then cut off half of his head by the famous ruthless man of this Fengzi battalion.
The horses are still running, but the man is dead.
Hong Shuwen, who still had a Beiliang knife left on his waist, said indifferently: "Two of them." ” Wang Chong, who was rushing forward, glanced at a white horse servant who died in front of him, and gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, a red cloud floated over everyone's heads and fell outside the iron gate.
Before a cavalryman of the Royal Forest Army landed and died, he could vaguely see the scene of the Warring States Division in the distance driving a flying sword, and when he closed his eyes, he cursed weakly: "the eighteenth generation of your ancestors, don't you all say that the prince of Beiliang will only spend the moon to bully the girls?"
Xu Fengnian has seen Lei Chi twice.
Emperor Wu's Thunder Chi Sword Formation outside the city of Deng Tai'a killed the celestial Zhao Xuansu.
The thunder pool in the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor of Great Qin was cracked by the demon Luoyang sword.
One into one broken.
Xu Fengnian had his own flying sword to make a thunder pool.
He once told Xu Beitong that in the thunder pool within a few zhang of a few zhang, it was easy for a flying sword to kill people, and there was absolutely no water.
The sick black-clothed old monk didn't pay attention to the words about revenge of the young prince of Beiliang at first, a martial artist with sluggish qi in his body, not to mention him Yang Taisui, I'm afraid that even a second-grade master can make you Xu Fengnian unable to eat and walk around, but when the horse rushed, the sword qi poured like a river bursting the embankment, and he was a little surprised.
Yang Taisui has been away from palace disputes all these years, walking the rivers and lakes, with his rich city government and experience, some fragments of words in the martial arts can squeeze out the water and smoke, and deduce the inside story that is not too far from the truth.
It's just that he originally expected Xu Fengnian, who had Wang Chonglou as a gift from the Rhubarb Court, that his internal strength should not be so withered, and his sword qi should not be so fierce.
Yang Taisui waved his sleeves lightly again and again.
Twelve flying swords bounce and jump each time.
Xu Fengnian stopped his horse ten zhang away, holding down Chunlei and Chunqiu with both hands.
Be quiet, silent, silent.
This is where the flying sword of the Wu family with a perfect sword fetus lies, and where the mind goes, it is where the sword goes.
What's more, these twelve flying swords have already condensed the lifelong efforts of the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a, even if the Ruyi sword fetus was erased by him before giving the sword, the twelve flying swords themselves have already been mellow and transparent.
"Returning to the Sect."
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The black-clothed old monk smiled and spat out two words.
One hand is erected in a palm on the chest, and the other sleeve is rolled up, and the six flying swords are rolled into the cuffs in one go.
The big sleeves are rolled up like a bulging bag.
Tai'a in the remaining six flying swords stabbed at Yang Taisui's eyebrows.
The old monk raised his hand and patted it, sticking to Tai'a, his figure seemed to be walking slowly, but this palm was sticking to the four flying swords including Tai'a in the air.
The other two bamboo horse peach blossoms hit the old monk's back one after another, but the robe shook like a stone lake water, and the bamboo horse peach blossoms returned in vain, and gave Yang Taisui a double sword with four fingers in the palm of his hand.
The twelve swords are all in the sleeves and hands of the old monk.
Yang Taisui looked at the young man sitting on the horse and said softly, "Can Your Highness just retreat?"
Xu Fengnian tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's still early."
You're not dead. ” Reach out and flick your fingers in the air in front of you.
The six swords were still imprisoned by the fingers of the palm of the old monk in black, but the six swords in his sleeve had already broken out of his sleeve.
Yang Taisui sighed and muttered to himself: "Knock your finger to cut off immortality" The Tao is not the exclusive possession of the Daomen, and the three religions have been struggling to find their own Dao.
And Confucianism is not the same as Confucianism, which set many rules and drew rules and regulations after the sage Zhang.
If it weren't for the fact that he owed a favor that had to be repaid, Cao Changqing would really like to talk to this white-clothed soldier saint about the difference between them.
Cao Changqing's entry into the Confucian saint is attributed to the ruins of the West Barrier, to the sentence of Her Royal Highness the princess that the rise and fall are the suffering of the people, and to the scholarly spirit that still exists after the destruction of the country in Western Chu.
He was very curious about why Chen Zhibao was able to jump over the celestial phenomenon and go straight to the land immortals.
In fact, with Chen Zhibao's outstanding talent, after following the martial arts realm step by step into the celestial realm, and then becoming a land immortal as a Confucian saint, such a Confucian saint who has both the three sects of saints and the martial arts path, I am afraid that he really has only one way to admit defeat.
The current Chen Zhibao is in a very unprecedented and mysterious situation, neither a pseudo-realm immortal, nor Wang Xianzhi's transcendent world with his strength.
It's a pity.
It would be nice to wait another ten years.
However, one thing a big official can be sure of is that Chen Zhibao's quiet entry into the saint has a lot to do with the death of the holy monk Nagarjuna of the two Zen temples.
After Cao Changqing sighed, he reached out and grabbed it.
Instead of Xu Weixiong, he said the word "edict" that was too late to speak.
A purple thunderbolt was snatched by him from above the Nine Heavens.
The reason why Cao Changqing is known as the leader of the heavenly phenomena is naturally his great charm.
After Chen Zhibao confronted Cao Changqing before, he gently dismounted, patted the war horse, and let it get out of the way.
Look up and watch the thunder land.
Suddenly plunged the deep purple plum wine into the earth.
Cao Changqing smiled slightly, and said the word "edict" again, this time with his palms facing down.
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