The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 249: New and old first
Three hundred imperial guards held the hilt of the knife at the same time, even if the previous master of the criminal ministry was repelled by the young vassal, and put on a posture of forcibly breaking into the Qin Tianjian, but these three hundred were wearing light armor and golden swords. Zhao's elite still did not immediately kill the enemy with a knife. [Full text reading]
Of course, this does not mean that the Imperial Forest Army is an embroidered pillow that cannot be used. It is not how good-tempered the Imperial Forest Army is. If you replace it with any other person standing at the door, the 300 Imperial Forest Army with secret decree would have already rushed. Go up and kill.
However, for some reason, there is no young man wearing a feudal monarch robe. After all, he is the son of the great general Xu Xiao who holds three hundred thousand northwest cavalry. He is also a martial arts master who is as famous as Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a. The momentum, I'm afraid it will surpass the other two land immortals.
Whoever draws the knife first dies first, the reason is as simple as that.
The Xing Department was enshrined by others, and the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army had no choice but to bite the bullet. This burly Ouchi master had a "Yonghuitian" imperial knife hanging around his waist.
During the reign of the first emperor, it took five years for the royal masters to forge eighteen handles one after another. The earliest three of them were all treasured in Ouchi. The first emperor only took part in hunting when he wore a golden dragon big reading armor. Hanging on one of the handles. By the end of the Yonghui period, in addition to the three commanders of the Yulin Army's chief and deputy, three handles were given. The Yonghui Tianzi No.16, 17 and 18. According to the rules, the official position of the Yulin Army will not be replaced by hereditary, but the golden sword will be " Hereditary insufficiency" means that only those three positions are qualified to wear these three knives. Gu Jiantang, the king of Shu, Chen Zhibao, the sword immortal of Tangxi, and Wu Chongxuan, who had just left for the upper dynasty of Beijing, were given a hand by the four military magisters of the Liyang dynasty. Among the eight generals of the Four Zhengs and Four Towns, apart from Wu Chongxuan, only Ma Lulang, General of Zheng Peking University, won this honor. However, the exact font size of these five "Hui Zi Knives" is unknown.
After today's son ascended the throne, he ordered the imitation of nearly five hundred new imperial swords based on the Yonghui Tianzi sword, personally named Xiangfu Daye Sword, or Daye Sword for short, and the scabbard was made of wooden golden peach skin sheath and hand guard. It is an oval iron-gold hollow plate with three movable jade dragons inside, which is vivid and vivid.
The deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army's guard took a deep breath, his tone no longer as rigid as the previous bad luck of the penalty department, and he said solemnly: "King of Northern Liang, please don't make us embarrassed."
Xu Fengnian, who stood by the knife, remained silent. Instead of pulling out the ordinary old-fashioned cold knife that was cast very early, he tapped the handle of the knife lightly.
It's like the sound of Beiliang drums.
Able to be the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army of the Liyang Zhao Family, naturally he will not be a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. This burly man smiled freely, with a bit of a spirit of eating the king’s salary and dying generously for the king. He probably knew he was going to die. He was not as old-fashioned as the emperor of the imperial palace in previous years. Looking at the northwest feudal lord in front of him, he smiled heartily and said: "Yang Dongping, No Takeshi from the old Dongyue Township, entered Beijing as a guard of the Imperial Forest Army 12 years ago. I have been away from the rivers and lakes for twelve years. For the last battle in this life, to be able to fight against the King of Northern Liang, this life is not in vain!"
After speaking his last words, Yang Dongping drew out the Yonghuitianzi No.17 imperial knife that he did not know who he would give to him after he died in battle, and said loudly: "Welcome to the enemy!"
Three hundred Xiangfu Daye Knives, neatly unsheathed.
Yang Dongping took the lead in holding a knife forward, and roared: "Leave the enemy with me!"
In an instant, 20 imperial forest troops including Yang Dongping came and culled one after another.
In addition to maintaining the thickness of the formation outside the front gate of the Qintian Supervisor, one hundred guards of the Imperial Forest Army did not move. The rest of the guards swept to the left and right wings of the battlefield between King Beiliang and Yang Dongping. Obviously, they were not only trying to stop the young princes. The way forward, even the way back has to be intercepted.
More than two hundred guards of the Imperial Forest Guards were extremely fast. For a time, outside the gate of the Qin Tianjian, a group of butterflies fluttered brilliantly, dazzling the Li Jiajia who formed in the gate, and there was even a burst of chill. Ask yourself, here In this aggressive siege, can ordinary masters really get a chance to survive?
The pioneer Yang Dongping made a dull vibration on the street every step of the way. He did not dare to jump up and smash his head. Facing the great master of the Northern Liang King, who had too much time, he was destined to be killed by a single move. In the end, even Yang Dongping, who is rather conceited, only chose the most conservative move. The knife was used as a sword, and the tip of the knife pierced the chest of the king of Beiliang, and the knife did not use its full strength, leaving three or four. The qi divider is to prepare for future troubles. In case of loss, you must flee to death if you are injured, and you must not let the King of Beiliang succeed in a single move. Although Yang Dongping has been away from the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains for more than ten years, his reputation is not obvious, but he does not dare to slacken off in a single day in the imperial palace where there are countless martial arts secrets. In the past ten years, I have resisted loneliness even more. I don’t care about the illusory name of the master Xuan. Instead, I have cultivated the Vajra realm to be extremely solid. The current knife has integrated a number of uninherited faculties, and has once accepted it. Han Shengxuan's instructions were inscribed by the former superintendent of ceremonies. This sword almost reached the realm of returning to the original state. There was no extra majestic aura, simple and unpretentious, with a restrained atmosphere.
Even if Yang Dongping didn't dare to despise the new master today, he soon discovered that he had not lived and died with the top master for many years. Once he met a figure of the Northern Liang King, a little omission would be fatal.
Yang Dongping’s original intention was that he would not be able to make a contribution with a single knife. If the opportunity is not good, he must try to pass by the King of the North Liang, or he will retreat on the spot, with the guards of the Imperial Forest behind him to help delay the battle, and he will eventually have a chance of life. , Then continue to fight again.
It's a pity that Yang Dongping didn't think that he would die because he didn't overestimate himself, but seriously underestimated his opponent.
The young man in plain clothes didn't have any attempt to stop him, and let the imperial sword of Yonghui No.17, which was iron-cut like mud, pierced his chest.
The choice at the time was the line between life and death. Yang Dongping, who thought he had the opportunity to take advantage of the five fingers, suddenly surged, and no matter how strong he was, the three jade dragons in the guard of the sword suddenly cried out loudly.
When the tip of the knife is worthy of touching the linen cloth of the young man's heart, then he can swipe through his body. Suddenly, a burst of great strength is returned from the blade.
Yang Dongping has been decisive enough to immediately give up this precious and extraordinary Yonghui imperial sword, but when the king of Beiliang had just let go, he had already stretched out his palm, and Yang Dongping felt as if he had suffered a violent siege hammer. After a collision, the figure was still slightly forward, but the entire chest was sunken in an instant, and the back protruded a large block at the same time.
Yang Dongping in the first-grade diamond realm, the deputy commander of the guards of the imperial forest army, died on the spot.
Yang Dongping’s body flew upside down and hit a guard who was waiting for the opportunity to slaughter the young lord. With unparalleled momentum, a large spatter of blood was exploded on the chest of the latter who was too late to dodge. .
Behind him, a guard tried to reach out his "seriously injured" colleague. With a click, his arm burst, and he didn't give him a chance to regret. The two men who had regressed and showed no signs of exhaustion slammed into him.
Then the three corpses flew upside down and slid out on the ground. The corpses came to a halt in front of a hundred immobile imperial forest troops. On the ground, a trace of scarlet blood was flowing.
The dead are dead, and the living are shocking.
After Yang Dongping was killed by a palm, the Yonghui Tianzi knife that was supposed to be passed to the next Yulin Army deputy commander after the war dropped out of his hand, and Xu Fengyoung gave it a flick of it casually.
The unsheathed imperial sword that was thrown high, paused for a while, and then, as if being controlled by a land sword fairy, the flying sword began.
The imperial sword first wiped the neck of an imperial guard of the forest army. In the next instant, it penetrated the shoulder of the colleague beside him. Cut it off with a knife.
A large arc revolved around Xu Fengnian.
After all, the Yulin Army is a well-known master in Ouchi. On the arc of the "Yonghui Seventeen", there are many people who have made swords or saved their lives or intercepted them, but without exception, as long as the sword is released, there will be no The lord's Yonghui Seventeen were all unscathed, but the Xiangfu Daye Knife in the hands of the other guards broke on the spot.
Not seeing Xu Fengnian's actions, Yonghui Seventeen began to draw a second arc with a larger range.
At the same time, in the first big circle around Xu Fengnian, all the sabers of the guards of the Imperial Forest Army who died before they had time to shoot, also began to leave the ground, fly into the air, and join the arc trajectory.
On the second arc that was farther away from Xu Fengnian's figure, the harsh sound of the Daye Knife bursting and breaking, and corpses fell to the ground.
More than one hundred and sixty guards from the Imperial Forest Army who were still alive were forced to stand outside the arc, seeming to surround the Northern Liang King, who had not yet really made a sword, but was actually a young feudal king. One piece of clothing can't be grasped.
When Xu Fengnian began to lift his foot forward, the arc that was visible but traceable in a quick step, suddenly appeared a rippling change, occasionally jumped off the arc, and then returned to the arc after obliterating a certain guard Trajectory.
Twenty or so guards who were caught off guard were killed immediately.
I don't know who was the first to shout "Break the formation together", and the guard house of the Imperial Forest Army outside the circle forgotten to start hacking at that arc.
A breath, ordinary people may not even notice it. As for the ordinary martial artist who entered the room in the martial arts school, his breath is still like raindrops dripping down the eaves, and it disappears when it touches the ground. But the master of martial arts, his breath is as long as a river. From a very early time when Ren Gaoting was established, there was a saying that the body was eight hundred li in an instant.
Masters of similar strength are confronted with the enemy, to a large extent, it is the "single-stroke battle". Whoever has a longer breath can often be invincible, and whoever takes a shorter breath can catch it faster. A fleeting opportunity, so I live and you die.
No matter what the remaining Yulin Army, they found that they could no longer allow the young prince to continue to comfortably "make it in one go."
Xu Fengnian continued to move forward, ignoring the efforts of the Yulin Army's guards to break through the formation, turning his head and looking at Xu Yanbing who was holding the instant gun, the latter smiled and nodded.
Xu Yanbing's accompany this time is not to help kill people, or even help Xu Fengnian to block the iron armored heavy cavalry at both ends of the street.
These people will be handed over to Xu Fengnian, who has reached a new level in Xia Mawei Posthouse, to solve it himself.
Before Xu Fengnian entered the Qintian Prison, he involved two people and two formations.
Xu Fengnian is in Tai'an City today this year.
Like Wang Xianzhi standing in Wudi City in his later years!
This state of mind has something to do with the level of martial arts cultivation, but at the same time it has little to do with it.
But whether there is such a state of mind, which in turn has an impact on the cultivation base, before Xu Fengnian, at the last moment of Xia Mawei, really achieved a veritable one-man battle between two people, in fact, it has explained everything.
At that time.
Cao Changqing, Luoyang, Wu Jian, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and others did it intentionally.
Deng Tai'a, Chen Zhibao, Yu Groom, Chai Qingshan and others did it unintentionally.
On the empty street, Xu Yanbing took a light breath, shaking the gun in his hand.
This man who has been seriously neglected in the Liyang Dynasty and the Central Plains Rivers and Lakes, a middle-aged martial artist who has almost never heard of walking out of the Northern Liang jurisdiction and who has not many outstanding achievements against the enemy, looks up Qin Tianjian’s Tongtiantai, "Chen Zhibao, Xie Guanying, who will come first? Or together?!"
In the Tongtiantai, Xie Guanying said helplessly: "The two of us, you can fight, you don't want to shoot, you can run, I can't run temporarily, what should I do? I have a headache."
Chen Zhibao said indifferently: "There are two large formations in the Qintian Prison. The Dragon Tiger Mountain is used to imprison Xu Yan soldiers."
Xie Guanying sighed, "Although there are more than sixty Fang Yuxi from various countries in the Spring and Autumn Period, whether there is Sheng Gong personally sitting in the town, the impact is not great, but if there is no Longhushan formation to reduce Xu Fengnian's strength, the effect is really heavenly. The difference. The most important thing is that you are not willing to make a move..."
Chen Zhibao interrupted the ambitious scholar's words, "You should know that Xu Feng came here to do something I would do in the future. I just stand here and I have given you a lot. It saves face. If you want to take the opportunity to let Liyangbei cool off and burn your jade and stone, then do it by your ability."
Xie Guanying laughed at himself: "I know, I know, we are working with tigers for skin, I know Xie Guanying."
At this time, Jin Xin'an, who had been the leader of the Northland Qiqi training for 20 years, suddenly ran into the Tongtiantai with a panic expression on his face.
Xie Guanying frowned, quickly pinched his fingers in his sleeves, and muttered to himself: "It's not surprising that Shenggong Yan left Beijing suddenly, but other than that, what are the major variables?" /
Jin Xinan's face was pale and tragically said: "Mr. Xie, I just went to the Xiku in person, only to find that Sheng Gong Yan had taken away the Great Seal of Confucian luck from the central side at some unknown time."
Xie Guanying was stunned at first, then laughed, shaking his sleeves, raising his eyes to look out to the south, and exuberantly said: "Shenggong Yan, Shenggong Yan, do you really think that such a rebellious act can stop me Xie Guanying? It's just self-defeating, you guys! These scholars who study hard to read books!"
On the post road, a middle-aged Confucian scholar and a small book boy were sitting in the carriage on a simple carriage from north to south.
The little book boy looked at the uneasy husband who was fidgeting, and couldn’t think of anything under the world that would make his husband feel uneasy. The little book boy finally couldn’t help but curiously asked: "Sir, what's the matter?"
Without waiting for her husband to give the answer, the little book boy thought he had found the answer, and grinned: "Mr. Isn't it possible that the husband is not satisfied with the water and soil in the capital, and he has eaten his stomach?"
The middle-aged Confucian lay a small wooden box on his knees. After hearing the kid's joking, he remained calm.
The little book boy was worried, and asked with a bitter face: "Sir, are you worrying about major events in the world? Can I share my worries for your husband?"
Soon the little book boy sighed heavily: "I definitely can't. I don't even have fame now."
The middle-aged Confucian smiled and said: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Ability is the next step, and morality is in the heart, before ability."
Little Shutong's complexion still doesn't improve. "After reading so many sage books with my husband, I know these truths naturally."
The Confucian smiled and said: "This time you have to accompany me to Beijing. After all, you are not thinking about lazy homework and reading to your husband!"
The little book boy said aloud, and began to read aloud the ten family mottos summed up by Mr.'s life's painstaking efforts.
Mr's family motto is the "family motto" of all scholars in the world.
The sound of books inside and outside the carriage.
Middle-aged Confucian scholars began to close their eyes and concentrate, as a scholar, listening to the sound of reading.
"Seeing the virtuous and thinking together ~ IndoMTL.com~ Seeing the bad and self-examination.
"Do not do to others what you do not want."
"My day and my body are three times..."
When the little book boy read the last sentence of the ten chapters, "Seniors must not be honourable, and there is a long way to go."
The middle-aged Confucian followed silently, "Senior scholars must have a long way to go." Then he suddenly opened his eyes and patted the boy's shoulder. His eyes were firm and he slowly said, "Because of the long way to go. As a scholar of my generation, there is one more thing to remember: Hony is a must!"
The little book boy went inside without knowing, and nodded vigorously when he knew.
It is the middle-aged Confucian scholar of contemporary Yan Sheng Gong, who smiled and opened the box.
Empty.
Shenggong Yan whispered: "Xu Fengnian, with you Beiliang fighting in the front, I will be Hongyi behind in the Central Plains!"
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