Lin Feng carried Du Jian, who was already drunk, and staggered into the dormitory of the city guard's mansion.
Li Jiangyao was holding the battle report he had just written in his hand. When he saw them coming in, he pulled a mat from the couch next to him and threw it on the ground: "Throw it here."
Lin Feng nodded when he saw this, and threw Du Jian onto the mat: "I drank like a dead pig, I'm exhausted."
Li Jiangyao ignored him. After thinking for a moment, he wrote again:
As mentioned before, although this battle was won by luck, there were serious worries. In short, there are three suspicious things that make it difficult for me to let go.
First, the Ghost Alliance has been hiding on the Persian border for a long time and has rarely made any moves eastwards. This time it went deep into the hinterland of Western Xinjiang and gathered troops to attack the city. This is extremely abnormal.
Secondly, the day when the bandits invaded coincided with the death of all the original troops stationed in Metasequoia, leaving the city empty of troops. Geerhan is located in a corner of Western Xinjiang, and it is not easy to seize the opportunity accurately.
Thirdly, I was in a humble position to detect spies in the city before the war. I once heard someone coming to the sea saying that "the leader of the alliance will definitely regain Che Chi". With the strength of the Ghost Alliance alone, it would be extremely difficult for this matter to succeed, so how could it be so determined to win?
I have thought about it over and over again, and I think that the horse bandits attacking the metasequoia may be closely related to the Turks, so we must be on guard. I hope that your Excellency will investigate clearly and report it to Deputy Protector Zhang.
Li Jiangyao thought about it seriously, hesitated for a moment and then continued to write:
Metasequoia is located at the heart of Western Xinjiang's trade routes, with abundant supplies, merchants gathered, and a relatively complete city defense system. Two hundred miles to the west, the city of King Chechi is located, so it is of great strategic value and is a battleground for military strategists. If the enemy invaders occupy this place, they can block the Shengtang trade route in the east and attack Chechi Wangting in the west. Once the Turkic forces intervene, there may be huge disasters. Please consider it, and send more troops to assist the tarquoia in case of unexpected events.
Li Jiangyao put down his pen and checked it carefully from beginning to end. He felt that there was nothing else to report, so he stuffed the battle report into the mailbox, sealed the lid tightly with sealing mud, stamped the letterhead, and handed it to Lin Feng: "Quickly fly to Amon and hand it over to Lord Captain!"
Lin Feng did not dare to neglect the important matter of military affairs. He quickly took the mailbox with both hands, turned around and ran out.
Li Jiangyao rubbed his sore eyes, raised his foot and kicked Du Jian, who was lying next to him. Du Jian turned over in a daze, muttering to himself: "Come on, let's make another pot, who is afraid of whom?"
"Lin Feng is right, he is really a pig." Li Jiangyao smiled helplessly, reached out to pick up the big bowl on the table, and put the already cold noodles into his mouth.
After taking a few bites, Li Jiangyao suddenly stopped using his chopsticks and looked out the window warily.
A master's keen intuition suddenly came to his mind: There is someone outside!
The next second, the Xingluo Knife was already in Li Jiangyao's hand. He jumped up from where he was and ducked outside the house.
A figure was standing quietly under the pomegranate tree in the small courtyard.
Gao Shuo is thin and wears a gray linen robe. He is actually the man he saw on the street today!
Li Jiangyao did not rush to alert the guards, but simply asked: "Who are you?"
The man in gray slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on the Xingluo Knife, and he answered the question: "What's your last name?"
Li Jiangyao realized that the other party must have recognized the magic weapon in his hand and mistakenly thought that he was his teacher He Jingming.
He snorted coldly: "You haven't answered my question yet. Trespassing on important areas of the barracks, be careful of military law enforcement!"
The man in gray seemed to be only interested in the Xingluo Knife, turning a deaf ear to Li Jiangyao's threat: "Tsk, it doesn't look too similar based on age. Are you a descendant or disciple of He Jingming? If that's the case, It’s boring.”
"What's interesting or not?" Li Jiangyao said in disbelief, "Are you crazy? I'm asking you something, answer it quickly!"
The man in gray looked at Li Jiangyao, with a captivating light in his eyes: "You asked me who I am, my name is Biro."
Biro?
Li Jiangyao was slightly startled. He felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Judging from his clothing and appearance, it was obvious that the other party was not from China, but his standard Shengtang dialect was very authentic, even with a hint of the imperial accent.
Facing this guy whose origins were unknown but seemed enigmatic, Li Jiangyao asked patiently: "This is the city guard's mansion. What do you want to do when you go to this important place at night?"
Biro looked at Li Jiangyao with great interest: "Who are you, He Jingming?"
Li Jiangyao originally didn't want to answer this question, but since the other party mentioned his master's name, he didn't need to hide it, so he responded calmly: "My master, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's just as I expected," Biro sighed softly: "I was passing by this place and saw the Xingluo Divine Weapon at first sight. I thought I would have the opportunity to learn the mastery of Shengtang's number one swordsman, but I didn't expect that I would not have such a fate. .”
Hearing the arrogance in the other party's words, Li Jiangyao couldn't help but think: Since he knows that my master's sword skills are unparalleled in the twenty-eight states of Middle-earth, but he still has the confidence to challenge me, isn't he also a master among masters?
In an instant, a thunderbolt flashed through Li Jiangyao's mind!
Biro? I go! Turkic Martial Saint Biro? !
Before Li Jiangyao could react, Bi Luo said calmly: "Since you are He Jingming's disciple, you must have some means, so why not try the Xingluo Knife on you first. You are considered a junior, I'll give you ten moves. Come on, take action."
"Show me, you big-headed devil!" Li Jiangyao said depressedly: "You and I are strangers, so I can't do this! Get out of here as far away as you can, or you won't get the good news!"
Facing Li Jiangyao's rude words, Biro did not disobey him at all: "You are so scheming. You tried to anger me before you even took action. It's a pity that your moral skills are still shallow and your methods are not very clever."
He shook his robe sleeves casually: "Since you don't accept my kindness, then don't blame me for being rude."
After saying that, Biro's figure swayed, and he swept across a distance of more than ten feet like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Li Jiangyao. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and struck towards Li Jiangyao's head with his fingers spread out.
Li Jiangyao never expected that the opponent would hit him whenever he asked, and that his attack would be a fatal move. He immediately did not dare to neglect, and quickly gathered his consciousness to deal with it seriously.
However, what surprised him was that in the past, as long as he had a thought, the rhythm of the people or things around him would immediately slow down, allowing him to do whatever he wanted without any danger.
But tonight this skill didn't work.
Biro's movements showed no signs of slowing down, and he was still grabbing at him extremely quickly. Li Jiangyao was startled. Based on his subconscious reaction, he quickly stepped back and dodged. At the same time, he drew out the Xingluo sword and blocked upwards.
Biro laughed upon seeing this, then turned around lightly, came to Li Jiangyao's right side, and punched out of thin air. The fierce punch hit Li Jiangyao hard on the ribs from a distance of half a foot, almost causing him to vomit blood on the spot.
Li Jiangyao was in great pain and kept retreating. But before he could catch his breath, Biro came forward again. A pair of iron palms flew up and down, and his moves never left Li Jiangyao's vitals. While fighting back, he said: "Slow down." Oh, it’s too slow!”
Li Jiangyao was almost angered to death by him. He couldn't help but burst into anger. His mind and spiritual sense were activated several times more powerfully than before.
With the change in the intensity of his thoughts, Biro's movements were finally not as fast as lightning in his eyes. Li Jiangyao saw the opportunity and pulled out three sword flowers one after another, which was able to seal the opponent's iron attack. Palm.
Biro showed a hint of joy and said with satisfaction: "Well, this sounds like something to say. Come again, faster!"
With the words, he raised his skill from 10% to 30%, and his palm technique immediately turned into a storm, suddenly sweeping towards Li Jiangyao.
The balance of power, which lasted for less than half a minute, was instantly broken by Biro. Li Jiangyao was once again unable to see clearly the opponent's moves, and then received two heavy slaps. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, he was also very clear in his heart that Biro was trying to explore the entrance of the Xingluo Sword Technique, and he did not use all his strength at all. Otherwise, just these two palms would be enough to kill him.
At the critical moment of life and death, Li Jiangyao quickly got rid of distracting thoughts and once again boosted his thoughts. At the same time, he secretly activated the internal skills taught by He Jingming and poured endless killing intent into the blade of the Xingluo Knife.
The blade rises and the stars fall!
In an instant, a bright star seemed to fly down from the Milky Way and suddenly flashed in front of the two of them.
Biro immediately realized that the situation was dangerous. Just before the starlight touched his body, a pair of palms sealed a shield and retreated at the same time.
With a bang, the starlight and the air shield collided together, making a muffled sound.
"Wonderful!" Biro put his hands behind his back and said with a smart smile: "The move just now must be the famous 'Galaxy Fall'. It is indeed extraordinary. If your master had used it, it would have been even more powerful."
"If my master were here, you would be a dead person now!" Li Jiangyao cursed angrily while secretly adjusting his inner breath to heal his wounds.
Biro still looked at ease: "That's not necessarily the case. Xinghe Zhiluo wins because of its extremely high critical strike intensity, but for people with good agility, the threat is not great. As for He Jingming's ability to kill him To what extent it can be achieved, I still have to try it myself to know. But..."
He paused for a moment, and then looked at Li Jiangyao curiously: "But you are so weird."
Li Jiangyao raised his hand and raised his knife, pointing at Biro from a distance: "Stop talking nonsense, come back when you have the ability!"
"You can't beat me. If I fight again, you will only die." Biro shook his head disdainfully: "To be honest, I did have an idea to take your life first, and then go to your master with the Xingluo Knife. . But the weirdness about you made me temporarily change my mind."
Li Jiangyao was a little confused: "It's so mysterious, what's weird about me?"
Bi Luo stared at Li Jiangyao and said calmly: "The foundation of Xingluo Dao's cultivation is the word 'fast'. Normally, if a martial artist wants to be fast, they rely on internal force. But you are completely different. If I read it correctly, your internal strength cultivation focuses on power explosion, and you don't put much effort in speed. The reason why you can master the Xingluo Sword Technique is purely based on the 'Instant Eye' 'Such talent is very rare."
"Instant pupil?" Li Jiangyao couldn't help but be stunned, vaguely feeling that the other party was talking about his own special function.
Biro smiled and said: "Boy, God may be lucky or unlucky to give you such a gift. I will come back to you after I finish handling the business. Don't let me down again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Biro jumped up several feet from the spot, then spun around and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
Almost at the same time, a dozen scout guards broke into the courtyard and asked doubtfully: "Sir, is that strange muffled sound just now coming from you? What happened?"
Li Jiangyao slowly put the knife back into its sheath: "It's okay, I'm just practicing, you don't have to be nervous."
