There was a cold and ferocious smile on the general's face, and with the momentum of his horse charging forward, he swept his pitch-black spear towards Nangong servant.
Of course, he didn't dare to use all his strength. If he really split this beauty in half, he wouldn't be able to get any benefits in front of the surly Crown Prince.
Nangong Pushe stood tall and looked at the oncoming general. He didn't show any emotion at all, but his jade hand was stroking the Xiudong knife beside his waist.
The sword is recognized as the first of the nine long, nine short and eighteen kinds of weapons. Sword practitioners are smarter and are too lazy to compete for the first of the nine shorts, so they directly give themselves the title of the King of Weapons.
The Xiudong knife is three feet and two inches long, the handle is two and a half inches long, and it weighs ten pounds and nine taels. It is exquisite and more beautiful than the other Chunlei knife with a simple shape beside the waist.
But this knife does not seek to be sharp, but goes against its course and sharpens the edge.
Uh-huh!
In an instant.
The embroidered winter knife has been drawn out.
The sword rolled up like a dragon.
Nangong servant shot a knife through the air and struck at the dark spear. The air flow swirled and became part of the sword's momentum, doubling the power of the sword.
"This bitch wants to compete with me for strength? She simply overestimates her own abilities." The general sneered, and the black snake spear in his hand danced faster and more tyrannically.
The military master who has been hanging out in the military camp all year round, eating meat and drinking wine in large quantities, is most indispensable for his strength. What's more, he also carries the power of a war horse to charge forward, making him invincible to those who stand in his way.
There was a tremor of "clang", swords and spears clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.
The general felt a huge force being used, and he almost flew off his horse. The spear shaft trembled violently, buzzing and trembling, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and blood flowed.
Another sword light struck, and the general's snake spear had no time to resist it. He could only kick his legs, turn over and dismount, and roll on the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.
Bai Ying followed closely with a wrapped sword, all of which were deadly moves.
Although this general's martial arts skills were not as good as those of Nangong Pu She, he was still experienced in hundreds of battles. As he was rolling on the ground to avoid it, the tip of his spear suddenly turned around and stabbed Nangong Pu like a poisonous snake.
This stab is fierce and fierce, and it is a military commander's trump card. At this moment, his face is ferocious, and his murderous intent must be revealed. No longer caring about the order of Prince Guangling, he wanted to poke a transparent hole out of this opponent.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Pushe didn't know what kind of movement technique he used. He dodged lightly and just in time.
He was already close to the general's side. Without waiting for the general to react, he swung his sword and slashed him down. He heard a scream, and one arm flew out covered with hot blood.
After swatting the general away with the back of his sword, Nangong Pushe looked at the pair of siblings, but couldn't help being surprised.
The younger brother stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling.
The seemingly frail sister actually jumped out and walked back and forth among a group of knights, her robe sleeves flying, and her graceful figure like flying into the sky. She grabbed a long knife in her hand and swung it casually, stirring the airflow at a rapid speed. The light of the knife was like lightning, which was not inferior to Nangong Pushe's.
The space around the girl seemed to be squeezed by hundreds of thousands of powerful forces, causing continuous air explosions and squeezing towards her.
This group of troops is not low in strength, and can even be said to be cavalry who have experienced hundreds of battles. Their bodies are uncontrollable in front of the girl, and they are constantly subjected to suction and repulsion. Their original strength of 100% can only be used at 60% to 70%.
Murong Wuzhu swung his sword casually, and the sword carried strange and unpredictable power. Coupled with the strange sucking force, the knights fell off their horses one by one.
Not long after, except for the two knights who immediately fled on horseback when they saw something was wrong, the others were all knocked to the ground by Murong Wuzhu.
Although Murong Wuzhu mostly used the back of his sword to attack, a very corrosive energy invaded the knights' bodies and roamed freely, causing their blood to surge, causing them to spurt out a mouthful of blood and collapse to the ground.
"Brother, do you think my sister is powerful?" Murong Wuzhu's smile fell slowly like a piece of flying catkins, with a bright red on his dimples.
"He has a heroic appearance and unparalleled martial arts skills." Yu Liancheng smiled and praised without hesitation. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to gently support Murong Wuzhu's arm, sending out his true energy continuously.
After all, this was Murong Wuzhu's first time fighting against someone, and they were also a group of fierce cavalry, so he went all out every time he made a move and did not dare to relax at all. By the time the fight ended, the true energy had been exhausted. If it weren't for Yu Liancheng's support, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Hey, let's get ready to leave. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, otherwise the army may be mobilized later." Nangong Pushe said.
In this world, although martial arts masters are strong, there are almost no enemies with ten thousand people, and even enemies with thousands of people are very few.
In the face of a well-trained army, even if you are of the highest rank, you can only avoid its edge, otherwise you will be looking for death.
For example, the original Sword Emperor of Western Shu guarded the city gate with one sword.
In that battle, the Sword Emperor of Western Shu killed 800 Jingqi within three sticks of incense, but still died of exhaustion. After his death, the horse's hooves trampled him into flesh, and General Chu Lushan planted a flag on the corpse.
Nangong Pushe thought that he was no match for the Sword Emperor of Xishu, and it would take a lot of effort and exhaustion to deal with the well-trained Baiqi. What's more, this is the territory of King Guangling, and thousands or ten thousand cavalry can be mobilized at any time.
No matter how powerful you are and your cultivation is unparalleled, if you face a tidal wave of cavalry charges, won't you just end up being crushed into a pulp?
Yu Liancheng looked not far away: "You want to leave, but others may not want to let you go."
Just listen to the thunderous sound of horse hooves, dust is flying, and hundreds of horses are galloping.
This Baiqi came on horseback, and regardless of the people watching the tide along the way, they were in front of the three of them in the blink of an eye.
A horse with a light golden mane ran at the front, panting heavily, spitting out white saliva, and drops of sweat rolling down like blood.
This is a famous bloody horse in the Liyang Dynasty, and it can only hold up to a hundred horses.
About twenty horses were seized from the palace, and half of them were taken away by the dignitaries of the capital and the emperor's relatives. Very few fell outside the capital. Those who can ride on a sweaty horse will have an extremely prominent status no matter where they are placed.
And with the sweaty BMW's outstanding foot strength, the short sprint shouldn't be so difficult. But the weight of the man on the horse is really scary. He is bloated and fat. From a distance, he looks like a mountain of meat. Even the delicate and exquisite clothes can't cover the trembling fat. It's no wonder that the sweaty horse is like this. .
"What a beauty, what a beauty. It's worth my while to come all the way here."
The person on the horse is none other than Zhao Bi, the crown prince of Guangling.
His eyes were not originally small, but they were squeezed into a line by the pile of fat.
At this time, his eyes were open like green beans, shining with greedy and excited light, and he had forgotten to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeves. It was a pity that he was wearing expensive clothes produced by Suzhou Gonggong.
Every time this notorious master holds a large gathering, he will definitely place many outposts who are specifically responsible for looking for beautiful ladies, so that he can always come back with a full load.
Especially this time, Zhao Bi was particularly satisfied.
There is such a similar-looking Bingdilian in the world. God really treats me well.
And the beauty in white robe with peerless grace and carrying two swords at her waist made him even more satisfied. Such a female horse only feels happy when conquered. Just looking at the slender and strong waist, one can guess how pleasurable it is on the bed.
Zhao Bi's mouth was watering and he tsked: "Ladies, come to my prince's bowl quickly. My prince loves beauties the most. I will eat slowly and take my time."
"You go first, I will stop you for a while."
Nangong Pushe sent a message to Yuliancheng and Murong Wuzhu.
He put his jade hand on the knife again, his expression solemn. The eyes in her peach blossom eyes were flowing, staring at a rare-to-find BMW behind Zhao Bi. Immediately sitting on it was an old man in gray with a withered face.
The old man was thin and withered, as if he could be blown over by a gust of wind. But when the horse was galloping earlier, the body seemed to be rooted to the horse's back.
At this time, a pair of old eyes showed a knife-like edge, and the whole person gave Nangong Pu a sense of danger. Being able to protect the crown prince, he is indeed an incredible master.
As for Baiqi, although he is powerful, he is not the Sword Emperor of Xishu who wants to die. He only needs to stop the old man in gray for a moment, and then use his body skills to escape.
"Why are you leaving? Isn't the tide watching not over yet?" Murong Wuzhu's pretty face showed doubts.
Nangong Pushe twitched the corner of his mouth and told Prince Guangling and others to know his thoughts, which would inevitably lead to another trouble.
Of course, he didn't panic much. If it was a last resort, he would just leave on his own.
As for the two siblings, although they talked happily, in the end it was just a chance meeting. The best thing to do is to wait until one day when your martial arts is perfected and you become the best in the world, then you can avenge them.
"Haha, you three beauties, don't leave. Since you want to watch the tide, it's better to follow my son to Dayanji's Master Reading Platform, where the view is the best. Then return to the palace, and I promise to let you enjoy all the glory and wealth in the world. Of course, the premise is that you have to serve me well."
Zhao Piao looked at the three people with increasingly hot eyes, and began to think of several new tricks that he had just thought of but not implemented. As he spoke, he habitually inserted a finger deep inside, and the last few words he said were unclear.
"You are so rude, and we didn't talk to you." Murong Wuzhu glared at Zhao Bi with his beautiful eyes flowing. Then he whispered in Yu Liancheng's ear: "Brother, this man is so fat, and for such a big man, he is still sucking his fingers. There must be something wrong with his brain."
"Sister, don't judge people by their appearance. Just because you see someone as fat as a pig eating their fingers, you can't think that someone is childish and a stupid pig." Yu Liancheng also lowered his voice.
"I don't, I just think he is fat, not a stupid pig." Murong Wuzhu said aggrievedly.
"Even if you didn't say that, you thought so in your heart."
"Humph, don't think that sister doesn't know, you think so too."
Although the two of them lowered their voices, everyone present was a person with sharp ears and eyes, and there were many experts among them. Naturally, they could hear clearly at this moment.
There was a strange look on their faces, and they looked vaguely at the Crown Prince Zhao Bi.
"It's really interesting." Now that things have happened, Nangong Pushe finds it interesting. A crescent-like smile appears at the corner of his mouth, and his peach blossom eyes sparkle.
Zhao Bi was a little surprised at the looks from around him, but after the old man in gray clothes whispered in his ear, his fat face immediately changed color and became full of anger.
His vicious eyes glanced at the siblings Yu Liancheng and Murong Wuzhu. He gritted his teeth and bit out blood from the fingers that he had put into his mouth, without realizing it.
"You fat pig, what are you looking at? If you look at it again, you'll dig out your eyes." Yu Liancheng glanced at Zhao Bi, turned to Murong Wuzhu, and said with a smile: "Sister, you have to be a quality person. You can’t judge people by their appearance, let alone curse people casually.”
"What about you? You just cursed." Murong Wuzhu blinked his beautiful eyes.
"I have no quality." Yu Liancheng shrugged, looking very free and easy: "Besides, that dead fat pig is not a human being, so it is clearly not a curse."
These words were not lowered, and even spread around with a strange power. They immediately caused a lot of discussion among the onlookers, and they didn't even have time to watch the rising tide.
"Okay, okay." Zhao Bi laughed angrily, but his fat face made people feel chilly.
The old man in gray clothes shook his head. There was no one in Guangling who would not be frightened when he saw this prince. Even high-ranking families can only be trampled under their feet and allowed to be ravaged.
And once he offended this prince, he would use his vicious methods to make even the old world feel chilled by him.
I remember that a few years ago, a pair of immortal couples who were highly praised by the world swam to Guangling River. At first, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not bring many followers, so he suffered a small loss. He immediately returned home and brought a dozen guests and three hundred cavalry generals with him. The dog man and woman were blocked at the border. First they had a live sex scene in front of the hero, then they skinned her husband in front of the heroine. Finally, the spear strung them together and made love. A pair of desperate mandarin ducks.
"Mr. Wu, please capture them, especially the pair of Bingtilians. Don't hurt their lives." Zhao Bi looked at his siblings, his tone was cold and vicious, and he said almost word for word: "I want to skin them." Come down and be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts.”
"Yes, His Royal Highness." The old man in gray dismounted his horse and walked towards Yu Liancheng sister and brother step by step. His steps were neither fast nor slow, and his bearing was as grand as a master's.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't treat me like a decoration."
Nangong Pushe shook his head and stood in front of the old man in gray. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not abandon the two siblings.
"Little girl, why are you doing this?" The old man in gray sighed, but his robes started to swell.
"Hey, old man, why are you..." Nangong Pushe also sneered: "Why are you treating others like a dog?"
"And it's still a dead dog." Yu Liancheng sighed softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
I saw the eyes of the young man in black flashing, a ray of sword energy condensed on his fingertips, and it shot out with a snap of his fingers.
The sword energy was as fast as lightning, with a gloomy sound of wind and thunder in the air, and it hit the old man in gray in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the old man in gray clothes felt that his whole body was enveloped by the sword energy, a chill hit his face, and the soul of the dead suddenly emerged. But before he could dodge, his head was shattered by the sword light and turned into a headless corpse that fell to the sky.
Nangong Pushe's pupils couldn't help but shrink. Although he had vaguely guessed the identity and cultivation of the young man in black, he never expected it to be so shocking.
Although the gray-clothed old man's energy was not fully revealed, he was at least a second-grade young master, and he died so easily.
"You want to skin me and my sister, and cut them into pieces?"
Yu Liancheng walked slowly towards Zhao Bi, with a smile on his face, but a hint of evil spirit: "Unfortunately, you don't have this ability."
Zhao Bi frowned, reined in his horse and took two steps back. He waved his hand and ordered the more than 300 riders behind him: "Come on, get on all of them. Kill him and trample him into a pulp."
Boom! !
More than three hundred knights rushed towards Yulian City, with a fierce momentum, like dragons and tigers, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky.
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