Chapter 765: Meeting in Wind and Cloud (Monthly Ticket)

Style: Historical Author: A small wormWords: 3013Update Time: 24/01/11 19:35:32
Gorgeous fireworks exploded in the night sky, briefly dimming the bright moonlight.

When the last flame disappeared from the sky, figures slowly appeared around Fengyundu, all dressed in black like a human wall.

They gathered together like an army and gathered towards Fengyun Ferry in a hurry. Liu Mingzhi took a quick glance and had an idea in his mind.

There are nearly four to five thousand people, and I don’t know if they are all the people brought by the shadow master.

The name of the spy movie is truly worthy of its name.

No wonder even the old man who holds Liu Yedi is afraid.

The appearance of four to five thousand real spy agents caused a slight uproar among the people around Liu Mingzhi.

I thought that our troops were already outnumbered, but I didn't expect that the imperial court would have a back-up ambush.

Liu Mingzhi took a deep breath and nodded slightly to Qinglong and Lingyang.

The two responded, each took out a bamboo tube from their sleeves, and pulled it toward the sky like Liu Mingzhi did before.

Two purple buds bloomed in the air.

After a while, there were chaotic footsteps on the official road behind.

The delicate beauty Suzaku flew all the way, followed by thousands of gray-robed men who joined Liu Mingzhi's phalanx.

"Suzaku meets the young master!"

"No gift!"

Following Suzaku, the sound of messy footsteps and the crunching sound of snow came again, and more than a thousand white-cloaked men and horses also joined the phalanx one after another.

The three men in bamboo hats stayed behind Ling Yang and saluted Liu Mingzhi.

"The sun, moon and stars meet you, Master."

"No gift!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The shadow master not far away looked at the men and horses who appeared again, and his old eyes under the black robe finally revealed a surprised light.

With tens of thousands of dead soldiers, I thought that only Liu Zhian, a master who was not short of money, could pile up a willow leaf with money. Today, I actually saw a second unknown force.

They are all dead soldiers who were piled up at the cost of money. I wonder if these dead soldiers recruited by King Bingjian are better than those who are recruited by Liu Yedi, whom I have recruited?

A showdown between money and heritage unfolded at Fengyundu, the junction of the north and south of Dalong.

"Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Lord Ling, Sun Moon Star, Granny Hua... Granny Qin, we are all at the half-step innate realm.

I won’t hide it from you. The Shadow Master, the Two-Day King, the Twelve Guardians, and Old Zhou, the general manager, are all masters of the innate realm. "

Looking at everyone's slightly stunned eyes, Liu Mingzhi sighed.

“We don’t have any talent here, and there is no chance of winning in a head-on battle against the innate masters known as land gods.

The only way to win is through numbers. We will each have ten brothers at the eighth and ninth levels later. We will fight against these innate masters at all costs and gain opportunities for our brothers from the two divisions to deal with these spies.

Regarding the Thirty-six Tiangang and the Seventy-two Earth Demons, if you meet the half-step innate masters in Spy Shadow, you can decide on your own how many people will fight their masters.

Let the brothers who are ordinary experts deal with the remaining troops.

There is one last thing.

If... I die in Fengyundu, don't fight to the death with them, find a way to escape and pass the news to Yun'er, she knows what to do. "

Qinglong and the others hadn't persuaded them yet, but Liu Mingzhi's eyes narrowed.

"This is an order."

Everyone hesitated for a moment and nodded blankly, except Suzaku who kept shaking his head.

"no."

Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and stroked Suzaku's hair.

"If there is no fate in this life, Liu Mingzhi will renew our love in the next life."

"Master, you promised me..."

"Qie'er, Master, I underestimated Spy Shadow!"

The film owner didn't know what Liu Mingzhi was muttering to the subordinates around him, so he followed the principle of delay and change, and immediately raised his hand to pass the order.

"The spy obeys the order and leaves no one behind!"

Nearly five thousand spy agents immediately rushed towards Liu Mingzhi with a variety of weapons.

"Two envoys of wind and thunder, twelve guardians, capture the king first before capturing the thief.

Using King Side by Side as bait, kill the rebels who want to be rescued first.

We must not let the news of what happened today leak out and take action. "

"yes!"

"Brother Zhou, it's time for me to open my eyes to this evil palm of yours!"

Lao Zhou nodded with a wry smile and followed a group of cloaked men towards the front to attack.

"Brothers, I won't say any more gossip. Come out and let's have a drink together."

"Got the order!"

"kill!"

"Qinglong, White Tiger......According to my arrangements."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the spy shadow masters who had taken the lead and rushed over. He held up the Heavenly Sword and called to the masters around him to attack.

If there are many ants biting the elephant to death, it is not that I have no chance of winning.

Before taking action, Liu Mingzhi glanced behind him subconsciously, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, a group of martial arts masters started fighting, shocking the eyes of thousands of soldiers behind them.

The words "Gods and Demons Dance" couldn't help but come to mind.

It is rare to see masters on weekdays, but today's storm crossing can be said to be as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river.

Liu Mingzhi omitted the first eight moves of the Nine-Style Sword Song, and with a stunning display, he led ten masters of the eighth and ninth grades to attack one of the Shadow Guardians.

I thought that even if we couldn't gain the upper hand, we would still be equally matched.

However, Liu Mingzhi's mind couldn't help but sink as he watched the Shadow Protector move around and master every killing move with ease.

Is that mysterious and mysterious innate realm really so terrifying?

When Liu Mingzhi was slightly distracted, the sound of piercing the sky was heard, and a shining sword shadow was slashing towards the battlefield.

The great movement made Liu Mingzhi, the twelve shadow guardians of the Xiantian Realm, and the two kings of Fenglei feel a little frightened, and subconsciously flew away.

Snow bursts, hard clods of soil fly, and dust flies.

A ravine about ten feet long lay between the gaps between a group of masters, which was heart-stopping.

At the end of the ravine, a simple sword stood straight there, and the gap on the blade told everyone about its glorious achievements.

A group of spies furrowed their brows and glanced around, wondering who was interfering at this time.

With such power, they can do it easily as they are in the innate realm.

But it also consumes a lot of internal energy.

It's such a killer move, what kind of existence is it?

Could it be that he is King Bingjian's back-up man again?

Liu Mingzhi had the same idea as many of the masters of Spy Shadow, thinking that this was the backhand of Spy Shadow's arrangement.

Of the four great kings of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, only the second king of wind and thunder has come. The owner of this simple sword is most likely the handiwork of the two great kings of spy, shadow, rain and lightning.

It's just that the look of this simple knife seems familiar.

"Hahahaha...Brother Liu, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but I still remember him as my brother."

Listening to the familiar and unrestrained voice echoing in the air, Liu Mingzhi pondered for a moment and his face lit up.

"But Brother Sandao?"

"Brother Liu has a good memory, Liu Sandao is polite."

The words seemed to come from the sky, and a figure appeared in the sky. The body-protecting Gang Qi surged around the body and slowly fell towards the handle of the Pu Dao.

The figure of the visitor clicked on the handle of the knife, revealing a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life.

After a faint glance at the fighting masters around him, Liu Sandao fixed his gaze on Liu Mingzhi.

"Brother Liu, how are you these days?"

Liu Mingzhi looked even happier when he saw Liu Sandao's body-protecting energy surging around him like those spy guardians.

"Brother San Dao, have you broken into the innate realm?"

"It's just a fluke. You are like masters and disciples, and you are also brothers. When I know that Brother Liu is in trouble, why don't you come to help me? Not only is my brother here, but also the other one from the past..."

"You talk a lot!"

There was another sound of breaking through the air, and a shadow covered the sky above Fengyundu, slowly getting smaller.

There was a loud bang, earth-shattering.

An ancient sarcophagus was about a foot deep into the ground, lying across the battlefield.

Compared to Liu Sandao who descended from the sky, the visitor was much more low-key.

You can't see any coquettish and dazzling movements on the person's part, but the distance of a hundred steps is only a short distance to the person coming.

The four shadow guardians Zi, Chou, Mao and Yin were fighting with the masters led by Qinglong and Granny Hua. They were suddenly knocked out of the way by the intruder.

An afterimage gradually condensed on the sarcophagus deep underground. A man in a purple robe with protective aura lingering around him looked at Liu Mingzhi's shocked reaction with neither sadness nor happiness.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the familiar face of the visitor, excited and shocked!

"Song...Brother Song?"

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes...of course, what do you want to drink?"

"A glass of wine that can make you famous in the world."

Song finally retracted his gaze at Liu Mingzhi's surprised and stunned reaction, raised his eyes and glanced at the twelve shadow guardians around him, slowly raised his hands and made a fist.

“I’ve met all of you seniors.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, I would like to bid you farewell today.

When I die, you will be buried with me. "

"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for thirteen years, but the murderous intention of Donor Song is still the same as before!

not good! not good! "