Nightwatcher Chapter 122: Xu 7’an’s plan (1)

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While everyone was enthusiastic, Xu Qi'an suddenly took down the scroll and said: "Everyone, **** a few adults away. Don't intervene in the fight."

It's like a bucket of cold water pouring over everyone's heads.

Chen Xiao is anxious, "Master Xu, I am willing to fight together with the adults, and die without regret."

The Forbidden Army roared: "I would like to fight with Lord Xu, and die without regret."

If you have artillery and bed crossbows, I don’t mind if you help me sweep the battle, but with the small pistols like military crossbows, how can you fight against the big muscles of others......... Xu Qi'an said with a calm face and angrily:

"This is a command!"

The imperialists were angry and anxious, and they didn't understand why he gave this order.

Xu Qian's spirit is tense, guarding against two fourth-rank sudden attacks. Seeing that Chen Xiao is still reluctant to die, his anger suddenly surges, and he viciously said:

"You only have to die, if you don't leave, I will kill you first now."

Chen Xiao understood that Master Xu insisted on letting them retreat to protect them, not wanting to watch the brothers sacrifice in vain.

He tears in his eyes and arches his hands: "Master Xu, you, you take care."

The Custodians also realized what Xu Qi'an meant, and their eye circles immediately turned red.

"Mrs. Xu, you don't want to thank you for your great grace. If you can escape this crisis, you will surely repay you in the future." Dali Temple Cheng walked to Xu Qi'an and said deeply.

Two censors bowed to each other: "Master Xu, take care."

You have used it all. It is rare for a clear stream like Yushi.

Chen Cat arched his head and did not speak, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the previous two. Behind him, several catchers also arched their hands with serious expressions.

"Go away."

Xu Qi'an didn't look at them, and bit the scroll in his mouth again.

The two fourth-rank masters, Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha, did not stop them. The audience left with cold eyes, their eyes fixed on Xu Qi'an.

"Qi movement is not strong, not a fourth-rank martial artist. But the diamond magic is very knowledgeable."

Tang Shanjun twisted the dragon's body, examined it for a moment, and gave an opinion.

"What I bit in my mouth is a Confucian book that records spells. I have not reached the fourth rank. Oh, when the book is used up, kill him."

Malzaha, covered in black hair, sneered.

Tang Shanjun's abdomen bulged, highlighting a "ball", the ball rushed to the throat, suddenly ejected.

In a short time, the sticky, stenchy "rain" covered the sky and covered Xu Qi'an for tens of meters, making him unable to avoid it.

A brilliant golden pill rises and shines, the viscous fishy liquid touches its light, and it is slapped away without touching the slightest.

Hmm...

At this moment, Zalmuha took the opportunity to rush and charge, and his one-foot-high body slammed into Xu Qi'an, trying to seize the scroll in his mouth.

"Pop!"

Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers, igniting the paper between his fingertips and a black hair in the page.

Zalmuha, who was running wildly, fell to the ground in pain, as if hit by a wooden stick.

Spell spell!

Xu Qi'an just wanted to take this opportunity to beat down the dog, the wind whistling in his ears, Tang Shanjun's faucet suddenly bumped.

The heavens and the earth are like a Hong Zhong Dalu, Xu Qi'an flies upside down into the mountain, falling rocks.

The next moment, he rushed out unscathed, tore off a few pages of paper, clamped it in his hand, and looked at the two fourth-rank experts coldly.

Except for the Spellbook, his strongest attack is "Slashing Heaven and Earth", but due to his own cultivation level, it is impossible to break the physical defense of the fourth-rank master.

Instead, it will make yourself weak.

Therefore, in addition to the defense of the King Kong magical skill, he does not intend to use "Heaven and Earth Slash", but uses the Confucian magic book to contain the enemy.

But as the two fourth ranks said, the magic book will always run out.

The martial arts and monsters of Rank 4 are known for their patience. Xu Qi'an doesn't think he can kill people with magic books. Unless he uses the Confucian life skills: speak out and follow the law.

However, the sequelae of uttering the law is too great. During the dispute between heaven and man, he almost lost his soul because of "the soul is strengthened tenfold". It was Li Miaozhen who helped him reclaim his soul.

Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously doesn't possess the high-end and atmospheric skills of calling souls. It's almost the same if he asks him to dig a grave... Xu Qi'an muttered.

Therefore, the key to victory in this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.

Turning her head and looking at it, she found that the woman in the red dress was stuck in Yang Yan's gun despite falling in the wind everywhere. No matter how Yang Yan stabbed, she didn't call, and she tried her best to respond.

There are strengths and weaknesses among the four rank martial artists, but it will be difficult to tell the outcome for a while. This woman is not only a show, but also more resistant than imagined... Xu Qi'an felt helpless.

He did not show an anxious expression, spit out the scroll, held it in his hand, flicked it a few times, and smiled: "The spells in the book are indeed limited, but it is enough to deal with you two."

While speaking, he tore another page of paper, burned out, and wiped the ashes on the blade of the black gold long knife.

In an instant, the black gold long knife seemed to be given life, "shoo" and went away, flying around flexibly, attacking Jun Tang from different angles.

Seventh-rank Taoist qi, a Taoist priest of this realm can manipulate magic weapons, and his signature skill is flying sword.

Huge body means strength in terms of strength, but the corresponding drawbacks are also shown. Tang Shanjun lacks other effective means besides shocking the air machine to attack the "flying knife".

If it's an ordinary weapon, it doesn't hurt or itchy, but this blade is sharp and unparalleled, and it stings on the scales.

Huh........

Zalmuha lifted a boulder and threw it at Xu Qi'an.

Boom boom boom!

One after another, huge stones hit, Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the meteor-like boulders.

Tang Shanjun, because of the pain caused by the "flying knife", became angry and fierce. He wandered in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an. The trees broke off, and the boulders rolled down. Ermuha's weapons.

"Boom!"

After a huge rock closed the road, Tang Shanjun chased and blocked Xu Qi'an, and the huge dragon head was condescending and looked down, making a deafening noise:

"I caught you."

Baizhang's body shrank drastically, turning into a two-foot-long body with thick arms, which bound Xu Qi'an around.

Tang Shanjun opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face while the opponent's hands and feet were bound, trying to take away or destroy the scroll.

It bit into the air, Xu Qi'an's figure disappeared abruptly, appeared 100 meters away, raised his hand, and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.

Warlock’s teleportation circle.

"What system has the ability?" Tang Shanjun roared.

The cooked duck just flew away, making it almost unable to suppress its own anger and wanting to wreak havoc.

Too difficult.

The book in the hands of the silver gong contains as many spells as it covers, far beyond the imagination of Jun Tangshan and Zalmuha.

A book like this is more precious than most magical artifacts.

Who is he who has such a treasure?

Because Xu Qi'an is a martial artist, although the two did not think about the identity of a Confucian Academy student, they guessed that he had another real identity.

Suddenly, the woman in the red dress who fought in the distance gave a scream, and then left Yang Yan and fled to the north.

This is a signal to evacuate.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha glanced at Xu Qi'an unwillingly, and evacuated with the red skirt woman.

Huh, finally left.........Xu Qi'an exhaled in relief.

If this continues, the "magic book" that Dean Zhao Shou has given him is really going to run out. Even so, he has used a quarter of it, and he feels distressed to breathe.

"Wufu is really difficult to deal with. Unless there is a huge difference in grade, it is impossible to win or lose in a short period of time.........Well, if I were a fourth grade, I might be able to become an independent man Takeo, there will always be only one shot, either you die or I die..."

Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan, and said loudly: "Boss, follow the plan, you go to the mission, and I will save the princess."

Yang Yan nodded, hesitated, and responded: "Can you?"

Xu Qi'an grinned and said: "The Confucian spells that follow the law are useless for me. I just warmed up just now. Don't worry about me.

"At my current level, if I want to go, the fourth-rank martial arts can't keep me."

His King Kong magical skill, defense power even surpasses the ordinary 4th rank martial artist.

After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with the godly monk in his heart, "Master, when you remember to kill, don't destroy the soul."

The gentle voice of the monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: "The poor monk knows."

Since last night’s decision to kill the northern monster clan, Xu Qi’an has been communicating with the gods, trying to wake him up. After repeated attempts to no avail, in anger, he shouted from the bottom of his heart:

The gods nmsl.

Shenshu he woke up...

For Xu Qi'an's proposal, Monk Shenshu agreed in one go without hesitation. The essence and blood of a fourth-rank master is no different from a great tonic to the monk Shenshu.

There is no such prey on weekdays, and now the opportunity is rare in a lifetime.

Even Monk Shenshu is more urgent than Xu Qi'an. Had Yang Yan not been there just now, Jun Tangshan and Zalmuha would have been a corpse.

"Perhaps there are more than three fourth-ranks, they definitely have helpers, otherwise it is impossible to let Chu Xianglong escape just now." Xu Qi'an said, tearing off the paper recording Wang Qi technique.

Spying on qi can sometimes be used as a tracking method.

"For the poor monk, the more is the better." The gentle voice of the monk **** was with a smile.

.............

Chu Xianglong climbed over the mountains and ran desperately with the fake princess on his back.

He is a master of the fifth rank, and among the generals under the command of Zhenbei King, he can only be regarded as an upper-middle level. Of course, leading troops to fight must not be regarded as personal force.

Chu Xianglong's commanding ability is outstanding and he has rich experience in the battlefield. With an army of 50,000 people, Zhenbei King handed over the army to him, which was more assured than handing over to a fourth-rank martial artist.

"I took the "king concubine" to run away, and I will definitely become the target of all people, and become their primary target. When they catch up, I will throw the woman on my back out.

"When they find out that it is fake, they will have at most one person to chase me, not even chase me, but gather people to stop the others.

"If something went wrong in the practice, I would be able to run faster...I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while. Xu Qi'an's diamond magic theory does not lose the fourth rank, even if it is not easy to kill him. With Yang Yan, it’s no problem to hold for half an hour under the hands of three fourth-rank experts.......

"If Xu Qi'an still has a Confucian magic book in his hand, it can still be delayed for a while, hey, there are so many of these things, it must be gone. This is not important, as long as I can delay the time, I can escape.

"The people in the mission may be more ill-tempered, and it doesn't matter if they die. Anyway, they are just writing trivial characters. How can they be compared with the princess and my life? Especially Xu Qi'an, who opposes me everywhere, and there is more guilty death."

Chu Xianglong, who was thinking about running wildly, suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking through the sky.

Martial artist's instinct made him need not think, and the five-stage transformation of energy made him ignore the inertia in the running, keenly leaping to the left side, and flashing the attack from the air.

In the original standing position, a white thread-like object appeared, like a silk ball spit out by a spider.

Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked at the sky. Then, his face suddenly changed.

In the blue sky, a monster that looks like a spider but has two wings on its sides **** its wings and floats in the air.

On its back, stood a man wearing tiger skin, with a tall stature, rough features, and a typical northern appearance. But unlike ordinary barbarians, he has a vertical eye on his forehead.

This person is called Sirius, the leader of the Jinmu Tribe among the 12 Barbarian Tribes.

The Jinmu Tribe is a flying cavalry among the twelve tribes of the Barbarian tribe. Every adult of the tribe has a feather spider and is a natural scout.

In the battle with the barbarians, the Jinmube has always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison. As everyone knows, before the fourth rank, Wufu could not fly in the air.

Even at Rank 4, it can only fly into the air for a short period of time, and the flight altitude is limited.

However, the real reason for Chu Xianglong’s face changed dramatically, not because he was surprised that the enemy had a fourth rank, but because there were filaments hanging on the protruding fangs of the feather spiders. The end of each filament was She is a maid bound by silk threads.

The real princess is among them.

Chu Xianglong thinks that the mussels are fighting against each other and the fisherman is profiting. In fact, the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole.

Sirius took off the hard bow on his back, drew a feather arrow, pulled the string, and the huge hard bow instantly bends into a full moon.

Beng.... With the trembling of the strings, the arrows turned into streamers, Chu Xianglong's teeth bit his heart, and he lifted the woman on his shoulders, treating her as a shield.

Puff!

The arrow turned suddenly and sank into the dirt around him, avoiding the princess.

Beng Beng Beng...

The Sirius with vertical eyes in the center of the eyebrows kept his bow, shot straight or turned, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles, but as long as he was cruel to block the princess, the arrow would automatically avoid it.

Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly, without looking at him, only using the warrior's instinct for crisis to catch arrows.

The ground keeps blasting deep holes, which are caused by arrows falling around. Occasionally, a flying arrow broke through the shield of the princess, and shot at him, only to make Chu Xianglong stagger a little.

But Chu Xianglong felt strong anxiety in his heart.

"Sirius is a fourth rank. The arrows carry "intention". At most ten arrows, my copper and iron bones will break. If two arrows are accidentally shot at the same position at the same time, three arrows will be It can break my defense..."

What to do what to do...

The development of the situation is out of control, and the real princess has become a turtle in the urn, so he can't escape, because the enemy will no longer divide his forces to hunt down the fled maids, and instead will go all out to besie him.

Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw that the dense forest ahead was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, like snow.

Looking closely, it's actually a bunch of spider silk. These spider silks are not toxic, but they have strong adhesion.

If he breaks into it regardless, he will be covered with spider silk and his actions will become stagnant.

Sirius deliberately drove me here. He had already made a trap...and with his thoughts flickering, Chu Xianglong found that the left side was a plain, and the right side was a mountain range. He immediately chose Mountains.

Ignoring inertia, turned to the left and tried to escape into the mountains.

The best way to deal with Feiqi is to hide in the dense forest and avoid watching.

At this time, Takeo's dangerous intuition made him catch the arrow that Sirius had predicted, and without thinking about it, he avoided it with a horizontal jump.

Ding...puff...Two different noises, one arrow hit Chu Xianglong's heart and broke, and the second arrow followed and shot at the same position.

The second arrow penetrated the back heart.

"Ho ho..."

Chu Xianglong is not dead, there is still a bit of life.

Sirius Control made the feather spider land, walked in front of Chu Xianglong, looked at him, and said lightly: "Good luck, the two arrows just now were not aimed at you, but you hit it yourself.

"Don't trust Takeo's intuition too much. It can only catch malicious attacks, and only for a moment. In this moment, if there is another attack, it cannot give an early warning."

"You designed all this..." Chu Xianglong stared at him firmly, his face full of unwillingness.

"Isn't it just natural for hunters to set up traps." Sirius's tone was cold and uncomfortable.

He lifted the "Wang Hao" who was trembling with fright, returned to Yu Spider's side, and put her with the other maidservants.

Then stood beside the feather spider, stroked its back, and waited silently.

A quarter of an hour later, the woman in the red skirt, the giant Zalmuha, and the humanoid Tang Shanjun came together, and the three people’s feet blasted their feet and propelled them to fly through the air.

The three settled not far away.

"You look embarrassed, and the three of you didn't kill Yang Yan by teaming up?" Sirius said blankly.

His gaze paused for a moment on the woman in the red dress, then swept across the waists of the three of them, without Yang Yan's head.

"Something happened, there is a stubble in the mission." Hong Ling explained with a gloomy expression.

"Stubble?" Sirius frowned.

"My injury was caused by Yang Yan, and the two of them were entangled." Hong Ling hummed.

Sirius cast questioning glances towards Jun Tangshan and Zalmuha.

"A silver gong, its own strength is not a big deal, but it has the body of Buddhism Vajrayana, it seems to be a monk." Zalmuha said.

"He has a Confucian book that records the spells of various major systems. It is extremely difficult. The two of us have not been able to subdue it." Tang Shanjun, who wears a black robe, has a feminine temperament, and his vertical pupils are cold and merciless.

Sirius nodded, didn't think about it, turned to the hooded princess, and said, "This is a fake, it really should be among these maids."

Hongling lifted off the hat of the fake princess, revealing a delicate face. The fake princess turned pale, her eyes flashed with great fear, and her shoulders trembled.

"Shoot..."

Hong Ling's small mouth, spit out a long, forked tongue, licked the cheek of the fake princess, and smiled and said: "Tell me who the real princess is."

She has a soft voice, but she is not standard in Mandarin.

"I, I don't know..."

The fake princess shivered, her pretty face faded and she stammered: "I am a maid serving the princess. The real, real princess is not here."

The woman in the red dress sighed, "I am very dissatisfied with this answer, so I will give you a kiss."

She lowered her head and held the fake princess's lips, and kissed her intensely in front of the three males.

The false princess' eyes suddenly rounded, her limbs twitched violently, and she seemed to have suffered an extremely painful thing. Her cheeks quickly dried up, her flesh and blood melted into a skinny corpse.

The woman in the red dress sighed with satisfaction, her face radiant.

Seeing this scene, the maidservants who were bound by the spider webs were bloodless, some trembled like convulsions, some broke down and cried, fearing that it would be their turn next.

The princess was also among them. She stared at the tragic death of the close maid, sorrowful and sad, and she was a little envious.

Because she knows what the outcome she will face, falling into the hands of the barbarians, death may be a luxury.

No one can save me, no one can save me under the hands of the four northern powerhouses, unless Duke Huai comes in person.........The princess thought tremblingly.

I have finally come to this point. When I left Beijing, I was worried. There were both the fear of seeing the king of Zhenbei, and the confusion and worry about the road ahead.

Until seeing the small silver gong on the deck that day, she suddenly felt a lot more settled, and only felt that the journey would be smooth sailing.

This feeling is very strange. In the final analysis, it is probably that the kid's record is really sturdy, which makes her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.

Then the official ship fell down on Liushi Beach, and her worries became a reality, and her heart suddenly picked up.

Not long ago, Xu Qi'an was carefully tested and asked if he would abandon the princess.

At that time, she had a weak female stream for the first time, and she was attached to a man's feelings.

His answer was disappointing.

By now, the princess has no hope. In Dafeng, there are only a handful of people who can single-handedly rescue her from the four martial artists of the fourth rank. No, there is probably only one of Zhenbei Wang.

And he is now in the north.

It sounds like the mission seemed unharmed. They couldn't help but Xu Qi'an... The princess' eyes were filled with tears, and she felt a little comfort in her heart.

"Vice General Chu, why don't you come and tell me, who is the princess?" Hong Ling carried the dying Chu Xianglong, and threw him in front of the maids.

Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed across the maidservants, grinning: "Who told you that the princess was here? The princess did not leave Beijing at all, you are in the middle."

The sorrow and sadness of the rabbit and the fox surged in the heart of the princess. Although this lieutenant hated him, he was indeed loyal to Duke Huai.

Tang Shanjun said gloomily: "Then I will eat all these women."

"Eat, eat quickly!"

Chu Xianglong panted heavily and sneered.

The princess's heart sank, Chu Xianglong wanted her to die, and what King Huai couldn't get, even if it were destroyed, could not fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.

"He lied."

The voice came from the dense forest, everyone turned their heads and looked, and a young man in white came out, standing with his hands holding hands, smiling faintly.

"You just came here."

"Giant" Zalmuha said with an urn: "Use your aura to see, who is the princess?"

"I can't see it." The white warlock shook his head.

"A magic weapon that shields the breath?" Sirius thought thoughtfully.

"Use your brains to think about it, the princess is so beautiful that she can compare with these vulgar fans? She must have carried a magic weapon to shield her breath."

The white warlock raised his chin, seeming to be disdainful of the IQ of the barbarians and monsters present, and chuckled:

"Use your not-so-smart brains to think about it. If you strip their clothes and jewelry, don’t you know who the princess is."

"Good idea!" Hong Ling giggled and said:

"You warlocks are all arrogant and annoying, but I like your idea very much. Tsk tsk, it is rumored that the princess is the first beauty of the Dafeng, graceful and luxurious, I would like to see, strip her clothes and watch her How noble can be, look at the difference between her and our vulgar fans."

The princess bit her lips tightly, her eyes desperate.

At this time, there was another laughter in the distance, responding to the woman in the red skirt:

"Probably, the difference between a diamond and glass?"

Who.... Hongling, Sirius and others suddenly looked back, and saw a young man wearing a mink hat and a long sword at the waist standing dozens of meters away in the grass.

When did he show up?

The moment I saw Xu Qi'an, the princess's dark and moist eyes suddenly lit up, an unprecedented light, like a star.

But in the next moment, it turned into anxiety and worry.

What is he here to do and die?

"It turned out to be you."

Hong Ling looked at him suspiciously, then glanced around, Yan Ran said: "Where is Yang Yan, where is Yang Yan hiding? You two are really not afraid of death, and you dare to throw yourself into the net."

"Who is he." Sirius frowned.

"It's the silver gong just mentioned. It's not high in cultivation, but it's extremely difficult due to the Confucian scrolls." Tang Shanjun's eyes were cold and his tone was cold.

Sirius with vertical eyes on his brows chuckled: "The Confucian scroll is a good thing. With it, it can play a miraculous effect when responding to the enemy~ IndoMTL.com~ The giant Malzaha nodded. He and Jun Tangshan understand this The deepest, greed is heavier.

Hong Ling raised his hand, raised three white fingers, licked his lips, and smiled: "Solve him within three breaths and don't give him a chance to cast spells. Otherwise, even if we grab the Confucian scroll, Not enough points."

Tang Shanjun sneered and said: "Whoever beheaded will get half of the book page."

The giants Malzaha, Sirius and Hongling nodded slowly, "No problem."

Tang Shanjun added gloomily: "I don't know if there are Dao Sects or wizards raising ghosts in the book. I want to develop him into a ghost and bring him to torture him so that he will never live beyond life."

This kid embarrassed him just now.

The four masters seem to be watching their prey, and they are rare and favorite prey.

"Don't worry, let me first see what weirdness is on him." The white warlock smiled: "If you dare to kill here alone, you must rely on it. Maybe, this is just a clone."

After speaking, he performed the vision technique and looked at Xu Qi'an.

Listening to the conversation of the masters in the north, the princess shook her heart and screamed: "Xu Qi'an, you don't know the heights of the world, you bastard, you get out..."

Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.

The sorcerer in white raised his hands, covered his eyes, and wisps of blood pour out between his fingers.

The princess looked at the white warlock blankly, wondering what happened to him.

"Escape, run away, take, take me to escape..." The white warlock exhausted his strength, squeezing this sentence from his teeth.

Hongling, Tangshanjun, Sirius, and Zalmuha, the faces of the four masters changed drastically.

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PS: Thanks to the leader of "MySw" for the reward. There are more plays in this chapter, plus the number of words, so the update is late.