Factory owner is king
Chapter 248 Flying Frost 2
Chapter 248 Flying Frost 2
Although they are in the Longmen camp, they are not qualified to wear iron and gold. Naturally, they cannot be considered brave. They can only be said to be a little stronger than those old, weak, sick and disabled who have died in the Longmen gate, which is also extremely limited.
But even so, with the mind of the crowd, with three or four hundred people surrounding only five people, how could they lose?The minds of the soldiers are so simple, a quantitative comparison can draw the conclusion of victory.
But the truth is so ironic.
Dao Yan, who counts the heaven and the earth, and the clouds do not rain, how can he be the one who will put himself in a desperate situation?He has faith, or obsession, but he understands better that only by living can there be more ways to go.He still doesn't want to go to the Western bliss after death.
It would be unrealistic to say that he still had some shocking conspiracy brewing in this gang fight with five enemies and one hundred, or that he could make the earth escape from the fire in an instant.
In this kind of situation, there is only one way to get out of the game, and he is already doing it, and that is: kill.
Killing, killing the right person, when you stand on the spot like a god and Buddha, invincible, the ants will naturally retreat.
In just one stick of incense, 43 people died at the hands of Dao Yan. They were not ordinary soldiers, they were more or less low-level officers and leaders.
The school lieutenant, the superintendent, the tenth commander, as long as there is an order to shout out, they are all the targets of Dao Yan's killing.There is no one enemy, and the death is miserable.
The bursting of the head is at least a pleasure, but the hollowness in the chest is unavoidable for a short period of torture.
For the rest, the shock of the soul brought by the visual impact is difficult to add.Fear is stacking and accumulating without the slightest decrease. When it reaches a critical point, the battle will end.
Dao Yan doesn't like to kill people, more precisely, he doesn't like to kill people by himself, the sticky and bloody touch will always bring back some unbearable memories in his heart.
Not far away, he was not alone in the siege.Li Du snatched a knife, fighting with all his might, fighting forward.There are already injuries on the body, but it still doesn't affect the performance of martial arts.
As for Zhu Gaoxu, the so-called brave general of Peiping who was full of food, drink and energy was even more powerful.
Zhu Gaoxu didn't have a knife or gun in his hand, but was alone. He was still alive when he was caught, but now he was completely dead.Tightly grasping the ankle, like a fine steel spinning top, waving it around, with blood flowing non-stop, berserk and domineering.
Compared to Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaochi is the most helpless.Even walking briskly with a plump body is strenuous, killing people?Even self-protection is reluctant.
Fortunately, his shadow will protect him faithfully.
The 17-year cicada has escaped the shell. From the image alone, it has already broken away from the human category.
His whole body was tightly covered by pitch-black and hard horniness, and even his eyes were pitch-black, with no light at all.All the attacks were dodged by him one by one, and only when the sword was pointed at his master, he would strike softly, gently, and ecstatically.
"Kill that monk first, we have a lot of people, kill him, and the rest will be easy!"
A brave shout sounded in the crowd, Dao Yan heard it, smiled, and disappeared again. . .
"Oh!"
Another rotten head, the moment he turned around, a fierce killing intent gushed out from the corpse!
"laugh!"
The sword tip exuding a wireless chill pierced through the heart, shining brightly, unwaveringly, piercing Dao Yan's chest as fast as light!
"How courageous!" With a stern voice, Dao Yan twisted his body quickly, and slapped the spine of the sword with his palm.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Oh!"
Three rings in a row.
The headless corpse was cut in two by the long sword and fell to the ground.
The monk's robe on Dao Yan's chest was also cut, and blood flowed out slowly.
Dao Yan frowned, feeling how long he hadn't experienced it, the disgusting feeling that he seemed to have forgotten.
The scene was silent, and everyone gathered their eyes to watch the invincible god and Buddha get hurt for the first time.
wounder. . .They don't know each other.But it doesn't matter, after all, it's right for one's own people.
With a slender figure and a flawless face, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground. Blood beads slowly slid down, wetting the dry earth.
Not a moment later, Shuang was still the same Shuang, spotless and cold.
"The benefactor of Nangong... is not a soldier of the Longmen, why did he block the path of the poor monk?"
Dao Yan recognized the person in front of him, it was Nangong Caiyun, the personal guard beside Xu Ruyi in Majiaji.
"The supervisor has an order to kill the second son of King Yan here." Nangong Caiyun replied coldly, and then said loudly: "I will hold this monk back, you kill those four people quickly!"
The soldiers around came to their senses and were a little suspicious of his identity, but it's still the same sentence, it's not important.
The demon monk was dragged away, so they don't have to die?After all, compared with him, the four over there still have some hope.
Well, the black monster seems to be a little more terrifying, that is. . .
Zhu Gaoxu and Li Du's pressure suddenly increased.
"chichichi"
"Boom! Boom!"
"Fuck!"
The sword light blossoms, and the palm wind blows.The sudden finger of the Buddha is even more unpredictable.
The first sword of ten steps and one kill only left a slight wound on Dao Yan's chest. Nangong Caiyun knew very well that no matter how difficult it would be to make great achievements in the next battle, even self-protection might become a matter of life. Difficult.I just hope that this group of incompetent soldiers can gain something over there, otherwise. . .
"The donor's swordsmanship is superb, and the poor monk admires it. But it would be too arrogant to want to take the life of the poor monk based on this swordsmanship alone."
"Tch!" A sudden blast of fingering wind shot out, Nangong Caiyun dodged with difficulty, and a knife-wielding man fell to the ground inexplicably behind him.
flaw!
Dao Yan's eyes burst out with light, and he perched up, his palms linked together, grasping the heaven and the earth, covering Nangong Caiyun's whole body.
Nangong Caiyun clenched her teeth and swung her long sword repeatedly, trying to force Dao Yan away with the sharpness of the sword.
It's just that the rhythm of the battle has been controlled by the monk.
As if he had inspired his mind, for every sword strike of Nangong Caiyun, those two Buddha palms could always predict in advance, and with a light slap, the trajectory would be changed.
As a last resort, Nangong Caiyun took three steps back, but still could not break free from the vortex.
But over there, it was still impossible to attack for a long time.
"Trash." Nangong Caiyun cursed inwardly.
Before he knew it, he was only ten feet away from the gate of Daying.
Dao Yan kept attacking, and said: "The factory owner and my prince have many enmities, and he has not learned the strategy in his chest, but in terms of his methods, the poor monk really admires him, and he will definitely be a trouble for the prince in the future.
Since he entrusted you with the heavy task of assassinating the two princes today, it is obvious that he also has a lot of trust in you and relies on him as his confidant.Although the poor monk doesn't like to kill people, he does. . .
I will be very happy to kill you. "
A palm attached to Nangong Caiyun's chest, and he vomited vigorously.
"Pfft!" A mouthful of hot blood sprayed on the monk's face.
It is very inconvenient to code on the mobile phone, but I still want to thank "Fengyue. God" and "Book Friends 1403****27" for their recommendation tickets. The cat is grateful Orz
(End of this chapter)
Although they are in the Longmen camp, they are not qualified to wear iron and gold. Naturally, they cannot be considered brave. They can only be said to be a little stronger than those old, weak, sick and disabled who have died in the Longmen gate, which is also extremely limited.
But even so, with the mind of the crowd, with three or four hundred people surrounding only five people, how could they lose?The minds of the soldiers are so simple, a quantitative comparison can draw the conclusion of victory.
But the truth is so ironic.
Dao Yan, who counts the heaven and the earth, and the clouds do not rain, how can he be the one who will put himself in a desperate situation?He has faith, or obsession, but he understands better that only by living can there be more ways to go.He still doesn't want to go to the Western bliss after death.
It would be unrealistic to say that he still had some shocking conspiracy brewing in this gang fight with five enemies and one hundred, or that he could make the earth escape from the fire in an instant.
In this kind of situation, there is only one way to get out of the game, and he is already doing it, and that is: kill.
Killing, killing the right person, when you stand on the spot like a god and Buddha, invincible, the ants will naturally retreat.
In just one stick of incense, 43 people died at the hands of Dao Yan. They were not ordinary soldiers, they were more or less low-level officers and leaders.
The school lieutenant, the superintendent, the tenth commander, as long as there is an order to shout out, they are all the targets of Dao Yan's killing.There is no one enemy, and the death is miserable.
The bursting of the head is at least a pleasure, but the hollowness in the chest is unavoidable for a short period of torture.
For the rest, the shock of the soul brought by the visual impact is difficult to add.Fear is stacking and accumulating without the slightest decrease. When it reaches a critical point, the battle will end.
Dao Yan doesn't like to kill people, more precisely, he doesn't like to kill people by himself, the sticky and bloody touch will always bring back some unbearable memories in his heart.
Not far away, he was not alone in the siege.Li Du snatched a knife, fighting with all his might, fighting forward.There are already injuries on the body, but it still doesn't affect the performance of martial arts.
As for Zhu Gaoxu, the so-called brave general of Peiping who was full of food, drink and energy was even more powerful.
Zhu Gaoxu didn't have a knife or gun in his hand, but was alone. He was still alive when he was caught, but now he was completely dead.Tightly grasping the ankle, like a fine steel spinning top, waving it around, with blood flowing non-stop, berserk and domineering.
Compared to Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaochi is the most helpless.Even walking briskly with a plump body is strenuous, killing people?Even self-protection is reluctant.
Fortunately, his shadow will protect him faithfully.
The 17-year cicada has escaped the shell. From the image alone, it has already broken away from the human category.
His whole body was tightly covered by pitch-black and hard horniness, and even his eyes were pitch-black, with no light at all.All the attacks were dodged by him one by one, and only when the sword was pointed at his master, he would strike softly, gently, and ecstatically.
"Kill that monk first, we have a lot of people, kill him, and the rest will be easy!"
A brave shout sounded in the crowd, Dao Yan heard it, smiled, and disappeared again. . .
"Oh!"
Another rotten head, the moment he turned around, a fierce killing intent gushed out from the corpse!
"laugh!"
The sword tip exuding a wireless chill pierced through the heart, shining brightly, unwaveringly, piercing Dao Yan's chest as fast as light!
"How courageous!" With a stern voice, Dao Yan twisted his body quickly, and slapped the spine of the sword with his palm.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Oh!"
Three rings in a row.
The headless corpse was cut in two by the long sword and fell to the ground.
The monk's robe on Dao Yan's chest was also cut, and blood flowed out slowly.
Dao Yan frowned, feeling how long he hadn't experienced it, the disgusting feeling that he seemed to have forgotten.
The scene was silent, and everyone gathered their eyes to watch the invincible god and Buddha get hurt for the first time.
wounder. . .They don't know each other.But it doesn't matter, after all, it's right for one's own people.
With a slender figure and a flawless face, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground. Blood beads slowly slid down, wetting the dry earth.
Not a moment later, Shuang was still the same Shuang, spotless and cold.
"The benefactor of Nangong... is not a soldier of the Longmen, why did he block the path of the poor monk?"
Dao Yan recognized the person in front of him, it was Nangong Caiyun, the personal guard beside Xu Ruyi in Majiaji.
"The supervisor has an order to kill the second son of King Yan here." Nangong Caiyun replied coldly, and then said loudly: "I will hold this monk back, you kill those four people quickly!"
The soldiers around came to their senses and were a little suspicious of his identity, but it's still the same sentence, it's not important.
The demon monk was dragged away, so they don't have to die?After all, compared with him, the four over there still have some hope.
Well, the black monster seems to be a little more terrifying, that is. . .
Zhu Gaoxu and Li Du's pressure suddenly increased.
"chichichi"
"Boom! Boom!"
"Fuck!"
The sword light blossoms, and the palm wind blows.The sudden finger of the Buddha is even more unpredictable.
The first sword of ten steps and one kill only left a slight wound on Dao Yan's chest. Nangong Caiyun knew very well that no matter how difficult it would be to make great achievements in the next battle, even self-protection might become a matter of life. Difficult.I just hope that this group of incompetent soldiers can gain something over there, otherwise. . .
"The donor's swordsmanship is superb, and the poor monk admires it. But it would be too arrogant to want to take the life of the poor monk based on this swordsmanship alone."
"Tch!" A sudden blast of fingering wind shot out, Nangong Caiyun dodged with difficulty, and a knife-wielding man fell to the ground inexplicably behind him.
flaw!
Dao Yan's eyes burst out with light, and he perched up, his palms linked together, grasping the heaven and the earth, covering Nangong Caiyun's whole body.
Nangong Caiyun clenched her teeth and swung her long sword repeatedly, trying to force Dao Yan away with the sharpness of the sword.
It's just that the rhythm of the battle has been controlled by the monk.
As if he had inspired his mind, for every sword strike of Nangong Caiyun, those two Buddha palms could always predict in advance, and with a light slap, the trajectory would be changed.
As a last resort, Nangong Caiyun took three steps back, but still could not break free from the vortex.
But over there, it was still impossible to attack for a long time.
"Trash." Nangong Caiyun cursed inwardly.
Before he knew it, he was only ten feet away from the gate of Daying.
Dao Yan kept attacking, and said: "The factory owner and my prince have many enmities, and he has not learned the strategy in his chest, but in terms of his methods, the poor monk really admires him, and he will definitely be a trouble for the prince in the future.
Since he entrusted you with the heavy task of assassinating the two princes today, it is obvious that he also has a lot of trust in you and relies on him as his confidant.Although the poor monk doesn't like to kill people, he does. . .
I will be very happy to kill you. "
A palm attached to Nangong Caiyun's chest, and he vomited vigorously.
"Pfft!" A mouthful of hot blood sprayed on the monk's face.
It is very inconvenient to code on the mobile phone, but I still want to thank "Fengyue. God" and "Book Friends 1403****27" for their recommendation tickets. The cat is grateful Orz
(End of this chapter)
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