Pei Nanwei sneered a few times, the idiot prince wants to imitate others and kill the immortals who are above the nine heavens with one sword?
Don’t be ashamed!
Shu Sha was slightly absent-minded and closed her eyes subconsciously. After seeing this sword that did not belong to this world in Emperor Wu City, she was really a little scared. As soon as the sword came out, there was no sky or ground, and only endless killing intent was filled in all directions. It was like entering the Abi Hell and falling into the netherworld. In just an instant, it killed people thousands of times.
Biting murderous intent burst out from the blade.
The next moment blood was scattered everywhere.
The two body parts fell to the ground, mixed with mud, and rolled twice.
died?
The wooden box in Princess Jing'an's hand suddenly fell to the ground, her whole body tumbling inside.
Especially that section of intestines was still moving.
Shu smiled disdainfully, is this the condescending princess?
Pei Nanwei squatted down and retched, her shoulders shaking constantly. How had she ever seen such a scene in the high-walled courtyard of the Zhongming Dingshi House?
The fat pig prince screamed and fell from his horse. More than three hundred kilograms of meat hit the ground with a muffled sound.
The prince's servant who always served him well was dead like this?
How long has it been?
Seeing another Guangling army lying in a pool of blood in front of him, the fat pig prince suddenly had an idea: run!
What's the point of having some energy?
When he returns to the palace, he will bring dozens of worshipers and hundreds of cavalry with him, and then he will come back and skin the swordsman!
As soon as Jing Zhou pointed at Pei Nanwei's back, Princess Jing'an felt a sudden sense of coolness, and the unpleasant smell and pungent fishy smell dissipated.
Pei Nanwei looked at the figure in front of him and smiled indifferently, with a complicated expression that made it difficult to tell whether he was mocking himself or something else.
The first time I heard about the reputation of this young man in purple was at Prince Jing'an's Mansion.
The water dragon drowned the yellow dragon. How many people died in Qingzhou Navy?
Is this going to change today?
I heard that Zhao Heng's son also died, and the Huanglong battleship was flooded. Although her nominal son escaped with his life, he returned to the west not long after.
After the death of Prince Jingan, the sky in Qingzhou has changed!
At this time, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, whether human or horse, they were all cut in two.
The dazzling blood stained the area red, which was shocking.
Ning Emei's hands were itching to watch, His Highness the Crown Prince was stabbing one after another, killing people with each sword, this is the man from Beiliang!
What a great truth, no bigger than the sword in the Beiliang Iron Rider!
Jing Zhou took a sip of wine and said calmly: "The shape of this sword is not similar, and the angle of the sword is very bad. If I use it again in the future, don't make people laugh? But God has learned a thing or two, so-so. ."
The old Taoist Nine Dou Mi smiled bitterly. Except for a few people in the world, who would dare to laugh at His Highness the Crown Prince's sword skills?
A flash of clear light cuts through the Vajra. In his opinion, His Highness the Crown Prince's sword skills are more than just for entering the palace!
Especially the murderous last sword, even when he looked at it, he was frightened. He could rate this sword skill as only so-so, and he was the only one in front of him who could compete with Wang Xianzhi.
In an instant, dozens of Qingqi accompanying Prince Guangling fell into a pool of blood.
Xu Fengnian took three steps at a time and pulled down the fat pig prince who had climbed up on the horse with all his strength. He said with a smile: "Zhao Bi, you want to steal a woman from me? You are very brave!"
Prince Guangling, who was so frightened that he peed his pants, shook his head hurriedly: "I won't rob him anymore, I won't rob him anymore."
The people who were watching from the sidelines dispersed.
If you look at it twice more, who can guarantee that your life will last until tomorrow?
Seeing the fat pig prince's nose bursting with tears, a trace of pleasure and ferocity flashed across the face of Shusha who was standing aside. How many Guangling women don’t hate the fat man in front of them? If it weren't for this fat man who should have gone to hell and been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, he had a father named Zhao. Shu Sha wanted to poke a few big holes in this fat man's body with a sword!
Xu Fengnian patted Zhao Bi's face with the back of his knife and said: "I heard that you, this damn fat guy, besides always thinking about Xu Fengnian's maid in Wutong Garden, you also want to be a toad and miss the two princesses of Beiliang? Just because you have it?" A father who is as fat as a pig? I will not look at your urine to see how you are like a pig. Not even a dog in Beiliang will look down on you, and even a sow will despise you!"
Ning Emei couldn't help but laugh. His Highness's mouth still sounded so heart-wrenching.
Shu Sha and Pei Nanwei looked at each other coldly.
Wei Shuyang, an old Taoist in gray, had a slightly solemn expression. When he saw the purple-robed Sword Immortal beside him looking southeast, he couldn't help but ask, "I dare to ask you, sir, but what's wrong?"
Jingzhou said calmly: "Some people are coming, quite a few."
Zhao Bi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be his grandson, his eyes lit up, he was the leader of Dayanji!
When the elite bodyguards arrive, the men will be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs, while the women will be captured and taken back to the palace. Once they are moist enough, they will let the grandson of the turtle kneel on the ground while Kai Tian'en, the Crown Prince of Guangling, plays for a few more days and practices his martial arts. , not moist enough, there are many hairpins in the Guangling Palace, and the game of swallowing hairpins is waiting behind!
Xu Fengnian looked at Jingzhou, frowned and asked, "A lot?"
Jing Zhou spat out two words: "Three thousand."
Princess Jing'an, who was fortunate enough to have seen the cavalry running in a line outside Xiangfan City, crushing everything like a wave, looked miserable. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of the purple figure in front of her with a blank face, which made her feel a little more at ease.
Even Shu Sha, who had killed countless people for Beiliang, felt his heart tremble when he heard this number.
Not to mention three thousand, even three hundred cavalry can crush her once.
It is true that an army sergeant and a single horse are not looked down upon by people in the world, but if there is a general in charge, dozens of cavalry can form a military formation and massacre people in the world easily. When Feng Ziying faced Fu General Hong Jia, Ning Emei, a rough man whom she thought had no brains, was able to cut off an arm of Fu General Hong Jia. However, when she, Yang Qingfeng, and Lu Qiantang faced off against Shui Jia, they were unable to do so. Forced to do nothing.
Even though the new sword god next to him has terrifyingly high kung fu and can turn the river back with one strike of his sword, if thousands of lives are taken from him, even the sword emperor will have to use up all his qi, so why not return to the west with hatred?
"The Sword Comes"
Moreover, the charge of the iron cavalry is like a rushing waterfall and does not stop for a moment. Even a land god will be exhausted as long as he is entangled.
"Can you beat me?" Xu Fengnian asked uncertainly.
The Sword Emperor of Western Shu fought to the death of thousands of knights with all his strength, which is already a legend in the world.
Facing thousands of cavalry, His Highness the Crown Prince was unsure. It would be no problem if he was a mountain ghost alone. He could still escape if he couldn't defeat him. It would be harder to protect his group than to kill thousands of cavalry.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince glanced coldly at Princess Jing'an, who didn't know any kung fu. This glance made Pei Nanwei's heart fall into the ice cave.
She had no doubt that if she really came to the point of escaping, the cruel Prince of Beiliang would leave her behind.
Pei Nanwei smiled sadly, it turned out that the prince was as ruthless as paper.
Jing Zhou looked ahead and said calmly: "Three thousand in front, and thousands more behind."
Xu Fengnian asked: "Is the wind tight?"
It's obviously not the style of the Prince of Northern Liang to risk one's life and show one's prestige. If you are not in a situation where you must die, fighting to the death is not stupid, it's stupid!
You still have the green hills, but are you still worried about not having firewood?
Zhao Piao was overjoyed.
Thousands of Kui-backed troops can be killed even by gods!
Crown Prince Guangling was still imagining how to punish these untouchables who dared to make a fool of themselves, when suddenly he felt a heartbreaking pain.
Xu Fengnian cut off two ounces of meat from the belly of the fat pig prince with one knife, and said with a smile: "Zhao Bi, this prince is the prince of Beiliang that you admire most. Are you surprised?"
Zhao Fei was peeing all over the place, and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.
Xu Fengnian held down the struggling fat man with one hand and said, "Cut a few more kilograms of meat from this fat pig and let's withdraw."
Jingzhou joked: "After thousands of troops, there are more than a dozen worshipers accompanying you. Zhao Yi, the old boy, is a bastard who eats weights. He is determined to kill you. I'm afraid that you will be targeted as soon as you enter the Guangling territory." As long as I kill you, a rebel from Beiliang, what if Xu Xiao lives another twenty years? Without his descendants Yanmian, the Xu family's 300,000 cavalry will fall apart sooner or later."
As soon as these words came out, Jiudou Mi Laodao and Ning Emei were all moved.
How dare this King of Guangling actually kill the Crown Prince of Northern Liang?
Even in Qingzhou, King Jingan only used assassination.
The crime of mobilizing an army to kill the vassal prince's son in a fair and just manner is difficult to defend. Even if King Jingan is the younger brother of the same mother on the dragon throne, he will inevitably bear the heinous crime.
A hint of violence flashed across the twisted face of the fat pig prince Zhao Fei.
What about Xu Fengnian?
Just waiting for the Guangling army to attack, he, Zhao Bi, was going to cut off the flesh of the Northern Liang Crown Prince one by one!
Ning Emei knelt on the ground with a plop, crossed his arms with his left hand across his chest, solemnly performed a Northern Liang military salute, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Emei is staying with Fengziying to leave the queen, and I would like to ask the young master to take the prince to leave first!"
The decisive voice of the man holding the halberd made Pei Nanwei's expression extremely complicated. He recalled the carefree life when he was young, the splendor of the palace when he first entered the palace, the cold face of the princess, and the cold face of the princess. In the absurd farce outside Xiangfan City, his face gradually became like a bleak snow-white reed in autumn.
As a princess, has she ever really been a princess for a day? ,
Your life is not your own.
Facing the King of Jingan Zhao Heng who despised her, and the stepson Zhao Xun who was spying on her, she lived a cautious life, not daring to violate the rules in the slightest, so as not to attract Zhao Heng's suspicion and thunderous wrath.
Zhao Heng insulted her in mild cases and slapped her in severe cases. In the end, he simply sent her to the wealthy and lustful Prince of Beiliang, whose reputation as a playboy spread throughout the world.
Originally, she had some illusions about Zhao Heng. The whole Qingzhou knew that Zhao Heng loved her the most. Every time he discussed matters with others, he would bring her with him. When he thought about it, Pei Nanwei realized that Zhao Heng Rather than favoring her, he is clearly pushing her to the most dangerous place. Once someone wants to attack Qingzhou, the first thing that comes to mind is her "weakness".
There is no deep affection, it is just a big show.
Her life is like duckweed on the water.
Xu Fengnian frowned and said nothing, thinking about this vassal king who could sleep on the same bed as the one on the dragon throne. The king of Guangling, Zhao Yi, was ugly, bloated and dark. He and Chu Lushan of Beiliang were known as the two fatties in the north and the south. They were both jackals with a world-famous reputation for murdering people. They were also the most lustful. In the Spring and Autumn Period, this vassal king took possession of the queen and princess of the subjugated country. There are the most concubines.
This fat pig did not hesitate to bear Beiliang's wrath, but also wanted to kill Xu Fengnian. The love between Guangling King Zhao Yi and the man on the dragon throne was really deep!
Jingzhou glanced at Ning Emei, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile: "Back then, when Xu Xiao rode his horse across the rivers and lakes, he crushed dozens of martial arts sects in the north and south of the country. Everyone in the world thought that a martial artist was nothing more than this and was useless in front of the cavalry."
"Really?"
"When the emperor is angry, he can lay down millions of corpses, but when a warrior is angry, he can only splatter three feet of blood? When martial arts warriors have reached the state of enlightenment, although they cannot kill millions with one sword, they can kill a few thousand horsemen in just a snap of their fingers!"
The old Taoist Jiudou Mi felt dazed after hearing this.
When you entered the world at a young age, wasn't it because you had so much pride in your belly?
Walking with the sword, the world is free, how happy it is!
So what if there is a mountain blocking the road ahead?
I'll kill him with one sword!
Xu Fengnian raised the knife and cut off another two ounces of meat from the fat pig prince in the blink of an eye. He laughed loudly and said: "Then kill the mother first! In that case, let's make a fuss in Guangling and see if Zhao Yi, a local snake, can suppress him." Stay here, you dragon crossing the river!"
Ning Emei was startled, then stood up from the ground, holding the euphorbia tightly, and the blood was surging in his body.
Since the prince doesn't want to retreat, let's just let go and kill him once!
Zhao Fei’s crotch was soaked.
These people are crazy, all crazy!
A warrior wants to fight against thousands of troops?
Xu Fengnian slashed the fat pig prince again and asked with a smile: "Does it hurt?"
Zhao Bi foamed at the mouth and fainted.
Shu Sha, who was extremely disgusted with the fat pig prince, raised his head and asked: "Your Majesty, should the Crown Prince Guangling be killed or kept?"
Three hundred kilograms of meat lay on the ground pretending to be unconscious, and my heart trembled.
Xu Fengnian said loudly: "When a man is born in this world, he should lift a three-foot sword to cut away all the injustice in his heart, and cut out a star that hangs across the plain and wide the field!"
"The Crown Prince of Guangling has such a great reputation. Zhao Yi dares to kill this Crown Prince. How dare this Crown Prince dare not kill your son!"
Jingzhou laughed and said, "This sounds quite pleasant to the ears. Killing one is a crime, but killing Wan is a hero. Now that I have practiced swordsmanship, I have to kill people to live up to the courage of these hundreds of soldiers! If you don't dare to kill people, you will be hesitant." , you might as well stop practicing swordsmanship and go back to Beiliang to be your Prince Rouge!"
The fat pig prince could no longer care about pretending to be dead, and he didn't know where he got the strength. He turned over and got up from the ground, running forward as fast as he could.
Crazy, all crazy!
who is he?
He, Zhao Bi, is one of the most noble princes in the world!
If you kill him, Xu Xiao will still have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die!
Beiliang will also suffer endless revenge from Guangling!
"Damn fat man, you run pretty fast. No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than my prince's sword?" Xu Fengnian drew the sword and put it away, finishing in one go.
The blade cuts through, and the blood is three feet low!
A huge head flew up and landed on the ground, its eyes full of unwillingness.
He clearly saw a black stream coming from the ground, which was the leader in black armor.
Veterans Wei Shuyang and Ning Emei were guarding Xu Fengnian on the left and right.
The billowing smoke and dust rushed from a distance, and its momentum was no less powerful than the waves on the Guangling River.
Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes into a thin line and asked, "You in front of me and me behind?"
Jing Zhou was very embarrassed and said: "Your poor knife skills, you can't even hold half a cup of tea if you get involved."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince waved his sword and said in dissatisfaction: "The old sword god told me that I haven't used the two-sleeved green snake yet."
Jing Zhou laughed twice and soared up: "Today, I will help rectify the names of thousands of warriors in the world. On top of the celestial phenomena, killing thousands of riders is just a matter of leisure. The nine sword masters in the Wu Family Sword Tomb are still far away from the celestial phenomena!"
"How many people can a warrior kill in anger?"
