A yellow eagle hovering high in the sky gave a mournful cry and flew across the sky, teetering on the edge of collapse.
With another cry, blood splattered on his back, and he fell to the ground.
There was a small sparrow with claws like iron hooks driven into the eagle's back.
It's a bird catching an eagle! ?
There have always been eagles preying on finches, but today we see finches preying on eagles.
The extraordinary bird fluttered its wings and landed on the shoulder of a young man with a sword hanging on the left side of his waist, and its chirping sound was clear.
Two attendants stood beside the young man in fox fur and wolf hat. A middle-aged man was as strong as a lion, exuding scorching Qi, and his voice was like a bell: "Young Master, along the way, I have been influenced by you. I killed no less than 600 people, including countless bison, tigers, and leopards, did I have enough fun?"
On the other side is an old man wearing a brocade robe, giving people an eerie feeling. Especially those eyes, which were even more cold and vicious. When he glanced at them, the hairs all over his body stood on end, just hearing his sinister words.
"Among the top ten demons, apart from you and me, who are slaves to the young master, the other eight have not seen or killed any of them. How can we have all the fun?"
The young man sneered, with a strong smell of blood, and stretched out his hand to tease the little bird on his shoulder: "It's boring to kill demons, but it's interesting to kill Buddhist saints. It is said that the No. 1 martial arts critic has also entered Beimang. I really want to see it. How charming is this Emperor Murong Tong!"
This young master who did not take the devil seriously, wanted to kill the Buddhist saint, and was ranked first in martial arts evaluation was certainly not an ordinary person.
He is the son of Tuoba Bodhisattva, the Beimang Military God and the first person in Beimang Martial Arts, Tuoba Chun Falcon.
As for the two retinues, they were Duanboer Huihui, the sixth among the top ten demons, and Caimang Jinxiulang, the seventh, both of whom were first-level masters and had killed countless people under their command.
Duanboer, who was physically strong, sneered back and said: "Wu Ping's skills are quite good, and they are all the masters of Liyang. I have long been tired of them. If you want to deal with them, I, Duanboer, will be willing to take the lead." "
The colorful python Jinxiu Lang, whose temperament was as cold as a water snake, said: "Monk Nagarjuna is in the Buddhist Mahavakra realm. Even if he slashes eight hundred thousand swords in one go, he may not be able to hurt him. As for Emperor Murong Tong, then He is the number one martial artist who can defeat Wang Xianzhi. If he doesn’t come to trouble us, it’s time to burn incense, so don’t encourage me, my little master.”
Duanboer sneered back and said: "The three of us may not be their opponents, but as young masters, if we can just find a few Xiti, gather thousands of cavalry, and crush them back and forth in a wheel battle, sooner or later their energy will be consumed. , and finally the young master cuts off the head."
The old man who was called the "Colorful Python Jinxiu Lang" chuckled and sneered: "Not to mention Emperor Murong Tong's armor breaking through three thousand cavalry in one go, even if the old monk wanted to leave and avoided fighting, the cavalry might not be able to catch up. "
"Okay, don't argue." Tuoba Chunxiao waved his hand: "I am only at the peak of the second-level minor grandmaster, and I am still far away from the first-level Vajra realm. Forget it, Emperor Murong Tong, that is my father's opponent . As for Monk Nagarjuna, haha..." After saying that, he rubbed out a jet black iron plate.
As the son of the Beimang Military God and a genius of Shaotian, the iron plate in his hand is more than just a decoration. He can mobilize nearby Xiti troops at any time to form a cavalry force of nearly ten thousand.
Doesn’t Buddhism emphasize compassion?
With hundreds of herdsmen as a threat, if Monk Nagarjuna dared to escape, he would have hundreds of heads fall to the ground.
Hey, if hundreds of people died because of him, then the monk would have Heyan and Qilin to teach the Dharma.
"Who is the nearest Xiti nearby?" Tuoba Chun Falcon said calmly, playing with the iron sign in his hand.
The old demon in brocade robes replied with a smile: "It's Qin Cha'er from the Uighur tribe. He is in charge of 20,000 to 30,000 people. His tribe is good at leopard hunting and lion hunting."
"Okay, let's go to Quncha'er's place to rest today."
As soon as he said these words, he saw more than a dozen horses galloping towards him from a distance. Not long after, they rushed in front of the three of them. They all turned over and dismounted. The leader saluted and clasped his fists and said, "I dare to ask, but Master Tuoba, I am prepared." Let’s have a nice dinner with wine, and invite the young master to the banquet to welcome the young master.”
The young master was not surprised: "Is your Xidi Captcha'er?"
"It's Master Qin Cha'er."
"Ha, he is a good dog leg, leading the way."
…
As expected, Qin Cha'er, who was praised as a "good dog leg" by Tuoba Chun Falcon, had already prepared a banquet in the tent for him.
"Here you are, sit down." However, this "good bitch" didn't seem to be flattering, and his attitude was even almost arrogant. He just waved casually.
Of course, this can only be regarded as common courtesy.
But for people like Tuoba Chunxiao, it would be extremely rude not to kneel down and lick the soles of his feet for the first time they meet.
Tuoba Chun Falcon raised his brows, and there was a hint of murderous intent.
Duanbo'er Huihui was a truly good dog leg, and he immediately understood Tuoba Chun Falcon's intentions.
He took a step forward and scolded: "How dare you be rude in front of the young prince."
Suddenly, a fierce murderous intention poured out.
This person is from the Qiang ethnic group and has been involved in hunting since he was a child. When I was young, I met the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu by chance and was taught the secrets of marksmanship. He once fought with a big owl who had long been famous in the magic way. He was killed with two spears. He became famous in one battle. He was known as the Dragon's Back and Bear's Shoulder. He was the leading fighting master in the grassland. The Sixth Demon The reputation of being the leader was gained step by step, stepping on the corpses of countless masters.
At this time, the murderous intention was released, and the guards on the side couldn't help but retreat, their whole bodies were cold.
However, Qin Cha'er seemed to have just a breeze blowing on his face. He clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I was rude, so I will punish myself with a drink."
So he raised his glass and drank it all.
Tuanboer frowned and was about to kill someone.
Tuoba Chun Falcon waved his hand to stop him, and narrowed his eyes at the unexpectedly bold Xi Ti: "It seems you have something to say?"
"Yes, the young master is indeed smart." Quncha'er nodded with a smile: "Sit down first and talk while eating."
Tuoba Chun Falcon was not afraid of Qin Cha'er's premeditated mischief. He sat down and poured himself a glass of Beimang's liquor: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Qin Chaer smiled and said: "Master Tuoba is a dragon and a phoenix among people, the future military god of Beimang. Do you want to make a big splash during this trip? It will cause a sensation in the whole Beimang."
"A big deal?" Tuoba Chunyan raised his eyebrows, vaguely guessing in his mind.
"That's right." Quncha'er said with a smile: "Recently, two great masters from the Central Plains have entered Beimang. One is the master of two Zen temples, the monk Shijia Nagarjuna who is one of the top thirteen in the Spring and Autumn Period. The other is the number one in martial arts evaluation. He is unparalleled in magnificence. Emperor Murong Tong of Hua Qingcheng. It just so happens that I know the route of these two people."
Tuoba Chun Falcon's eyes flashed sharply: "What do you mean?"
"Haha." Quncha'er took a sip of wine, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed and said: "I think the young master has a military order from Lord Tuoba. He just needs to summon a few nearby soldiers to gather thousands of iron cavalry. . Even if we can’t kill them, we must let them flee and ruin their reputation. As for the young master, he naturally wants to be famous all over the world. Young master, what do you think of this suggestion?”
The words are plain, but they seem to be highly inspiring, stirring people's inner thoughts.
Tuoba Chun Falcon had already intended to take action, but now his breathing was even more rapid. He stared at the opponent with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle: "Tell me, what do you want?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask for something from the young master. These are all trivial matters. Young master, do you want to do it or not?"
Tuoba Chun Falcon thought for a moment, then placed the black iron token on the table with a "pop" sound, filled with murderous intent.
"Done!!"
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