Martial Arts: Becoming a Tyrant From Summoning a Sword Slave

Although the sharp arrow in his hand was different from the sharp arrow used by the Golden Fire Cavalry, he recognized at a glance that it was the standard feather arrow of the Apocalypse Army.

After Shangguanlin ascended the throne, Tianqi's weapons underwent several reforms.

Today's Apocalypse elite includes Golden Fire Cavalry, Hundred Battles Armored Soldiers, Wei Wuzu, Huwei Army, Forbidden Army, and City Guard Army.

The armor-piercing arrows are all made of thirty-thirty wrought iron, plus Master Xu's cast iron technique...

One shot is enough to penetrate the enemy's armor within a hundred steps.

The defenders of other state capitals used sharp arrows made of twenty wrought iron, which were different from armor-piercing arrows.

And what he is holding in his hand now is the military standard feather arrow.

Judging from this alone, the dark and suspicious clouds in Moyun Temple are inseparable from the Jizhou army.

As a soldier, the first priority should be to protect the country and protect the people.

Now the army in Jizhou is abducting and selling women, taking people into captivity and looting.

This is undoubtedly corrupting the law and order of the court and the dignity of the army.

If this matter is spread, how will the people view the Apocalypse Army?

The consequences can be imagined.

And this was the most intolerable thing for the emperor Shangguan Lin.

Just as he was thinking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the front of the passage.

Looking up, dozens of monks rushed over with swords.

As soon as they saw Shangguanlin and the others, they directly attacked without saying a word. "Thieves, it really is you!"

When Liu Ze saw the monk appearing, he was furious and stepped forward with a sword.

The strength of these monks was only second or third rate, and they were all beheaded by Liu Ze one by one in a short time. "A group of idiots, get out of the way for me!" Suddenly a roar sounded.

A black shadow flew from behind the monk.

With a bang, sparks flew everywhere.

Someone slashed at Liu Ze's sword, sending him flying.

Shangguan Lin gestured with his eyes, and Ge Niefei stepped forward to save him.

Then with a backhand sword, the future man was split into four pieces with a knife.

A mere innate master can only do his best in the dark corners and gutters.

When you meet a real master, you are just an ant. "Thank you sir."

5.4 Liu Ze fell to the ground with lingering fears.

If Gai Nie hadn't come to the rescue just now.

When the man made the second move, Liu Ze's soul had already returned to Jiuquan. "Need not!"

Gai Nie left a sentence, and his body turned into a sword light and disappeared.

With a clang, the sword light flew away.

The villains standing in front of them fell down at the same time.

Everyone's death was exactly the same, except for a bloodstain on the throat.

Just like that, the three of Shangguanlin killed all the people blocking the way and rushed through the passage.

After the passage of the secret room, there is a huge space.

With just one glance, Shangguan Lin's killing intent was already boiling.

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Chapter 231 The second generation of power, the second generation of rich (third update, please subscribe)

At the end of the secret room passage, there is a huge space.

With just one glance, Shangguan Lin's killing intent was already boiling.

The rotunda is like a huge prison cell, where prisoners are kept in cages.

The prisoners were all women with disheveled hair and dull eyes.

Shangguanlin's conjecture was indeed correct, what Moyun Temple was doing was abducting and selling women.

Seeing the three of Shangguanlin rushing in, some women in the cage immediately started calling for help. "Help, please help me, my lord." "Save us, save us quickly."

Seeing this scene, Liu Ze was also shocked and furious.

No one expected that the Moyun Temple, which has always been full of incense and known as the pure place of Buddhism, would be so dirty inside.

In addition to the women locked in the prison, there are also a group of monks guarding the women outside the cell.

The moment he saw Shangguan Lin, he drew his sword and rushed towards him.

Shangguan Lin's eyes turned cold, and his two fingers joined together to form sword fingers, and suddenly slashed across the void. "Clang!"

A beam of sword light flew through the void, cutting off the heads of all the monks.

Seeing Shangguan Lin brutally killing people, many women screamed in fear, but many showed expressions of resentment. "Save people!"

With an order, Ge Nie drew his sword and swept across.

With one sword, all 16 of the iron locks in all the cells were split. "It's still not safe here."

Shangguan Lin looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "If you believe me, you can wait here first." "Thank you for your kindness, my lord." "Thank you, my lord."

"My son's kindness in saving my life will never be forgotten by this little girl."

After escaping from birth, all the captured women wept with joy and knelt down in front of Shangguan Lin to thank him.Shangguan Lin said: "How long have you been locked up here?" "Seven days."

"I was arrested half a month ago."

"I was arrested today."

"One month, I have been imprisoned for a month."

Some women cried, speaking for varying lengths of time.

The longest person has been imprisoned for more than a month.

The shortest one was just caught today.

"Brother Liu, brother Ling and Song Ziyuan are not here." "And if I'm not wrong."

"Needless to say, Brother Lin, I know what you're going to say."

Liu Ze is not a fool either, he has roughly analyzed all the signs he saw along the way.

Moyun Temple is in the business of abducting and selling women, and will not arrest men.

It is understandable why Liu Wanjun was arrested for disguising herself as a man.

But Song Ziyuan and his party should not be the target no matter what.

If they are not victims, they can only be murderers.

The garrison of Jizhou colluded with Moyun Temple, and Song Ziyuan was the son of Song Jinhui, the general of the garrison of Jizhou.

If explained in this way, everything would make sense.

After thinking about everything, Liu Ze didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and rushed directly to the only entrance.

There is no other way out of this space than where it came from and that entrance.

One cell was brightly lit with torches hanging on the wall.

Liu Wanjun woke up from a coma and found herself in a prison cell. "Is anyone there?" "Is anyone there?"

She walked to the cell door and shouted, but no one answered.

The cell was chained and she could no longer escape.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.

Liu Wanjun retreated quickly, shrinking into a corner.

Now, only leaning against the wall can give her a sense of security.

Liu Wanjun stared intently at the outside of the cell, and several figures appeared from the darkness.

The next moment, her eyes widened.

It was because the person who appeared in her eyes was something she never expected.

"Song Ziyuan?!!"

"Zhao Chen! Xu Qing! Zhang Wei!"

"Why are you here?!!"

After a moment of astonishment, Liu Wanjun woke up immediately, "You guys brought me here!" Liu Wanjun asked in a hissing voice with a face full of shock and anger. "That's right."

Song Ziyuan smiled coldly.

At this moment, he was covered with a dark atmosphere, which was completely different from his polite and polite demeanor during the day.

Not only that, but the three people behind him no longer had the bookish look of a scholar, only evil smiles on their faces. "What do you want to do?"

Liu Wanjun said in fear: "If you dare to arrest me, my brother will not let you go." "And my father, my father will not let you go." "Hahahaha."

Song Ziyuan and the others laughed wildly. "Where do you think this is?"

"They will never find you, and they will never know that I caught you!" Song Ziyuan took out the key, opened the iron lock and entered the cell.

Unlike Liu Ze, Liu Wanjun has learned martial arts.Other than him, Zhao Chen, Xu Qing, and Zhang Wei stayed outside the cell instead of entering. "Liu Wanjun, this young master has been looking at you for a long time, but you are ignorant and pretend to be noble." Song Ziyuan approached Liu Wanjun with a smile, his face a bit ferocious. "Since you are ignorant, don't blame this young master for using force!" "This young master has been thinking about this day for a long time!" After finishing speaking, Song Ziyuan rushed towards Liu Wanjun.

She has only learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

Song Ziyuan is different. He is the son of a general and has practiced martial arts since he was a child.

Although the aptitude is not good, plus he is usually lazy and slippery, his level is not high.

But it is easy to subdue Liu Wanjun, a little girl.

With just one move, Liu Wanjun was captured and pressed against the wall.

"Liu Wanjun, after today, you will be my young master's man!"

"Hahahaha!" Song Ziyuan laughed wildly.

On the other hand, Liu Wanjun was trembling all over, crying and full of despair at the same time.

Tear it!

The clothes on Liu Wanjun's arms were torn, revealing her white and tender skin.

Seeing this, Song Ziyuan became even crazier.

At this moment, a roar came. "stop!"

Accompanied by the roar, several figures broke through the air from the darkness and smashed hard on the cell.

When it landed, the muscles and bones roared together.

Several monks had broken tendons and fractures, and their meridians burst and died.

Song Ziyuan was taken aback for a moment, and turned around quickly.

Zhao Chen, Xu Qing, and Zhang Wei were also frightened by the sudden scene.

Looking at the three corpses on the ground, the three were a little scared.

Clang!

A beam of sword light pierced the darkness, and flew towards Song Ziyuan in the prison at lightning speed.

Zhao Chen, Xu Qing, and Zhang Wei are also on the path that the long sword must pass.

The three of them are playboys who have no power to restrain a chicken, and they can only watch helplessly when they see the deadly long sword flying towards them.

At the very moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out, blocking the long sword with a sword.