Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 512 The Political Council: The Red Dust Refining the Heart (8)

Monk Yuanjue faced up to the difficulties and used eighteen moves to subdue demons, entangled Zhan Changfeng, and Zhan Changfeng was more than able to advance and retreat. The sword in his hand was like a startled dragon, sometimes as mighty as thunder, sometimes indulgently, without killing intent, but killing everywhere. Bureau.

After a few strokes, Zhan Changfeng slashed on the subduing magic pestle with Zhan Changfeng sword and pressed down, Yuanjue held the body of the pestle with both hands, the gap between the tip of his nose and the tip of the sword was three inches.

While Zhan Changfeng was concentrating, she suddenly stabbed a sword diagonally, her eyes narrowed, and when she turned around to avoid it, the sword in her hand followed the momentum and slashed across the magic pestle, and the sparks were about to cut into Yuanjue's hand holding one end.

Yuanjue was shocked, Zhan Changfeng picked up the sword while he was letting go, and the subduing magic pestle spun around her sword body, clanging and blocking five or six flying swords from unknown sources.

With a flick of Zhan Changfeng's sword, the Subduing Demon Pestle flew out, and the momentum of piercing through the sky and breaking the clouds was intercepted halfway. When he looked carefully, there was actually a person standing there.

This person is dressed in white and has black hair, a silver chain around his slender waist, and a bit of cinnabar red dust. His appearance is clear and meaningful, and he can't hide the high cold. He is like a lonely bird flying by in the late autumn sunset, stunning and far away.

This is Xuanyin Shaogong, a martial arts wizard who is rare in the world and can be compared with Zhan Changfeng - Sui Qinghan.

"I still don't know where you went, so you were hiding and watching." Zhan Changfeng raised the corners of his lips, with a bit of frivolous evil, "Does it look good?"

Of course Zhan Changfeng is good-looking, unlike Yi Changsheng who is calm and unobtrusive, she is more showy and willful, as if one is meditating in the sky and the other is playing in the world.

Those who play in the world are obviously cold, but they want to take the common people into their wings.Sui Qinghan always felt that Dagan Prince was a bit split?

And the one in front of her was obviously the one she was familiar with.

"The word good-looking is for people." Sui Qinghan gave him a cool look, and unsheathed the sword at his waist.

The Xuanyin Palace has the Taixuan Sutra in the Heavenly Book. It does not teach swordsmanship, but Sui Qinghan is good at using swords. Her swordsmanship is half of the ethereal Taixuan Sutra, and half of Sui Qinghan's heaviness. The loneliness and silence seem to be accumulated for countless years. years.

After three years, Zhan Changfeng fought against Sui Qinghan again, and was surprised to find that the girl who had left because of loss had the strength to fight her again, and he felt happy.

Swords, lights, and swords criss-crossed in this space, leaving no chance for others to approach, and within a hundred steps, they were the only ones fighting with their swords.

Seeing her unguarded smile, Sui Qinghan wondered, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhan Changfeng was very happy, "My way is not alone."

I am not alone
Sui Qinghan recited these four words silently, couldn't help being moved, and quickly calmed down, "You talk a lot."

After speaking, a sword is stronger than a sword.

When the two swords intersected, Zhan Changfeng smiled treacherously, "Someone seems to be impatient."

After all, this is not a personal battle. According to Yu Mingtang, killing or injuring the prince may turn the whole situation around, but how can the people who are entrusted with important tasks just watch? It's just that she has to come closer after the thousands of troops How difficult.

Fortunately, the one hundred and eight warrior monks of the Ancient Taoist Temple resisted meat, and the disciples of Xuanyin Palace shone from the side, and forcibly opened a way for them. A swordsman with a face like red dates, a chivalrous man with a sense of loyalty, and a Qi training man in a Taoist robe The warrior, together with the sense of fate to lower the magic pestle with heavy palms, joined forces to attack Zhan Changfeng.

The guards around Zhan Changfeng were not vegetarian either, they unleashed swords, spears, swords and halberds in an overwhelming force.

It was the first time for Yuanjue to recruit the famous dragon and wolf iron cavalry, and he was secretly startled by his strength, his strength was fierce and fierce, his strength was fearless of life and death, his strength was like thunder and fire, and everyone's cultivation base was terrifyingly high, mutual The tacit understanding between them was so good that they stopped everyone easily.

Where did the prince come from? There are so many warriors!
Just as he was thinking, Yuanjue's vision dimmed, and a majestic man appeared in front of him. The cold and hard black armor made him look like an indestructible iron tower.

Yuanjue didn't think much about it, and swung the magic pestle vigorously away. This wave was like breaking rocks and clouds, but he saw that the man didn't move, and just said, "Brother Yu."

Fang Yu, this is his common name before he became a monk. The only one who can call him Yu brother is Yuan Jue, who hastily withdrew his momentum, and the rest of his strength was constricted in his chest. A familiar look appeared on the hard face, "Why is the benefactor here?"

Yuanjue was quite surprised, or frightened.

This is his brother Fang Zuo, who was originally worshiped at Wuhuzhuang, Yunzhou, in the east. Since the war in the east, the martial arts in that side has been gradually withdrawn, but after Yuanjue's secret investigation, it was said that he had withdrawn and closed the door to recuperate, but in fact it was gone. trace.

Yuanjue once thought that they were all ruined by the prince's poisonous hands, and all schools of martial arts were also taken away to create this army of dragons and wolves.

But now, Fang Chiu appeared in front of him as a dragon wolf cavalry!

Fang Chiu grinned, seeming to enjoy Yuanjue's surprise, "Hahaha, come, come, come, we haven't seen each other for many years, let's make gestures."

After speaking, he danced the two axes and spared no effort to attack Yuanjue. Yuanjue was full of doubts, shock, and surprise, and soon all his emotions were gone, and he fully dealt with Fang Chiu's attack.

Zhan Changfeng and Sui Qinghan couldn't do anything to each other. At their level, it was very difficult to hurt each other unless they fought to the death.The main reason is that Sui Qinghan kept attacking and Zhan Changfeng refused to accept his moves.

Sui Qinghan felt bored, "Where's your sword!"

"My sword is naturally there, but if you want it to really come out of its sheath, you have to answer me a question first."

"Ascension Road."

"." Zhan Changfeng reflected on what she was answering after pondering carefully, and smiled, "I'm not asking you this. If you want to know why you helped Ming Tang, you can just find a few people to torture you."

Zhan Changfeng said calmly, "However, I am very happy for your confession. Our friendship for many years has not been in vain."

Sui Qinghan's sword paused, and Leng Yue was wrinkled by the sudden rain and wind, "A life-or-death friendship?"

One sentence plainly expressed the sarcasm he couldn't bear, but Zhan Changfeng nodded, "That's right."

How did this man become the undead god of war that was sung by word of mouth?

Sui Qinghan was forced to take a breath of depression, he just wanted to kill this guy quickly and go back to his small building to practice.

While fighting fiercely with her, Zhan Changfeng asked casually, "Have you, Xuanyin, thought about taking refuge in me?"

She didn't deliberately keep it down, the people around her could have heard it, and everyone felt like shit, it's fine to poach the wall, even poaching her own deadly enemy, she is still not human.

Sui Qinghan understood the deep meaning behind these words, and Qingjuan's eyes flicked across her face, "So confident?"

"I don't know anything else, but it's impossible for you to expect Xu Wei to win first." Zhan Changfeng slashed his sword, and his figure swept back, "We are fighting, Young Palace Master, it is doomed. not important."

The charge sounded suddenly, and the situation had changed unknowingly.

On Zhan Changfeng's independent chariot, a sword pierced through the chest of the Qi trainer, and the man's hand was just halfway through.

This robe is too obvious, she was indeed caught off guard by these inexplicable Qi trainers, but as she said, grab a few more, study and study, and anyone who doesn't want to understand can figure it out.

His eyes swept over those who worked for Mingtang, "Maybe Mingtang's only chance is to kill me, but unfortunately, you can't kill me."

Sui Qinghan looked back at the battlefield and saw that the gate of Zherong City was not broken, but there was smoke in the city, and several signal bombs shot up into the sky, turning into a pattern of interlaced spears, axes and axes - that was the military flag belonging to the Dagan Prince!

The dragon wolf cavalry is in the city!
How did they get in there!
The frontline battlefield was stunned by this turn of events. Mingtang's morale declined again and again, or he was defeated and fled or surrendered. Then I changed the flags!
The trend of Ming Tang is gone!
(End of this chapter)