Martial Arts: Becoming a Tyrant From Summoning a Sword Slave

At the very moment, Bai Feng's body trembled.

The palm fell on Baifeng's chest, and immediately slapped Baifeng to pieces.

However, this is just an afterimage, and Baifeng's true self has taken the opportunity to leave the range of palm power.

"Shhhhhhhhhh."

Six white phoenixes suddenly appeared in mid-air. The six white phoenixes were exactly the same, but they used different tricks.

This is the Six Illusions of Phoenix Dance, which is Baifeng's unique technique.

The principle of this trick is to use the afterimage of high-speed movement to transform into six clones to attack the enemy, which is hard to guard against.

Due to its extremely fast speed, Fengwu Liuhuan has a perfect defense, while Baifeng is waiting for a moment of rebirth in dormancy.

This move can be used not only to attack, but also to escape, no one in the world can track it down.

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Chapter 31 Wei Zhuang and Xuan Jian team up, no one in the world can't be killed (please collect, ask for flowers)

The six white phoenixes fled in six directions at the same time.

The feathers slowly falling in mid-air are what Bai Feng borrowed.

Bai Feng lightly tapped the feathers on his toes, jumped tens of feet, and quickly disappeared into the encirclement of the army.

If he misses a single hit, he will flee thousands of miles away, Bai Fengfa's assassination method has reached the essence.

"What an awesome light work!"

There was a dignified exclamation from the carriage, and then a burst of internal force sucked the roof of the carriage on the ground and covered the carriage.

From the beginning to the end, the person who shot did not leave the carriage.

"Kill all the assassins, leaving no one behind!"

Although Bai Feng escaped, the fifty snare and sword slaves did not escape, and all died in the hands of the gold and silver elders and many martial arts masters.

Their only value is to attract the attention of many masters for Baifeng.

"How? Can you tell who is sitting in the carriage?"

In the attic of the street, Chi Lian asked.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know, I'm just a dying person."

Wei Zhuang spoke lightly, his voice still cold.

Although it was just a glimpse, Wei Zhuang could judge the strength of the person in the carriage from the move he made just now.

Although strong, but limited.

Wei Zhuang was so proud that he didn't take it seriously.

Perhaps, apart from Sword Saint Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang has no one else in his eyes.

"Besides the gold and silver elders and this mysterious strong man in the team, there should be no other great masters."

Wei Zhuang ordered coldly, "Go and inform Xuan Jian that we can do something."

"Yes!"

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At the same time, the red armor army convoy.

King Rui, who was sitting in the carriage, still had lingering fears.

The moment Bai Feng appeared just now, he really had a feeling of facing death.

The man next to him said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, don't worry, with this old man around, no one can hurt His Highness in the slightest."

King Rui breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Mo just now, if there is no Mr., this king may have died in Jiuquan."

"Sir, do you know who the assassin was just now?"

Mr. Mo pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "With such lightness skills, coupled with his tricks, if the old man's guess is correct, he should be the famous White Phoenix in the world."

"White Phoenix?"

King Rui frowned. He had never heard of it before, so he looked at Mr. Mo and asked, "Where does this person come from? Do you know, sir?"

Mr. Mo nodded, "Bai Fenghuang is the killer in the quicksand organization, ranking first among the four heavenly kings of quicksand. It is said that his lightness kung fu is unique in the world, which is rare in the world."

"Seeing him today, this person's lightness kung fu is really unparalleled in the world. Even if I try my best, I can't keep him."

"It's so powerful."

King Rui was startled, a little unbelievable.

He is very clear about Mr. Mo's strength.

He also spent a huge price to recruit this person to his subordinates, and he has always treated him with courtesy.

With this person personally protecting him, King Rui is not afraid of the assassin's assassination.

Mr. Mo glanced at King Rui, cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, my lord. Although Bai Feng is very good at lightness, but with this old man around, he can't hurt your lord."

"What the lord has to do now is to find out the real culprit who ordered Quicksand to assassinate the lord."

Hearing this, King Rui smiled coldly, "Who else is the murderer, naturally it is my good nephew."

"Apart from him, who else would attack this king at this time."

"I haven't seen you for many years. This king's nephew is also very capable. His methods are ruthless and his actions are fast enough!"

"If this is the case, the prince must be careful next time."

Mr. Mo warned: "Quicksand will not give up until it achieves its goal. If this assassination fails, they will organize a second assassination immediately."

"Okay, thank you sir for your reminder."

King Rui cupped his hands, and then smiled coldly, "It's just that when I sit in the army, they won't dare to come."

An army of 20 is King Rui's confidence.

King Rui knew the abilities of Jianghu masters, but he didn't think anyone could take his life among the 20 troops.

Seeing King Rui's confident appearance, Mr. Mo didn't say much, just closed his eyes and rested his mind.

However, his mood could not calm down for a long time.

One thing he didn't tell Wang Rui, is that Bai Feng is not the strongest killer in Quicksand.

He despised Bai Feng, but Wei Zhuang, the lord of quicksand, made him very afraid.

In the Jianghu, Wei Zhuang's name is enough to make people frightened. How many famous people have been beheaded by a demon sword.

There was another point that also made him suspicious.

As far as Mr. Mo knows, the killers in Quicksand are all elites, although each one is extraordinary, the total number is very small.

Today, there are fifty other killers acting together with Bai Feng.

From his eyes, it can be seen that these 50 people are all there to cover Bai Feng.

It was just a cover operation, and a total of fifty innate masters were sent to die.

Such a handwriting, quicksand can't get it out.

He can only think of one organization that can do this kind of thing, and that is the trap.

In Jianghu, Luowang and Quicksand are equally famous, and they are both fearsome killer organizations.

Thinking that Quicksand and Luowang might join forces to assassinate King Rui, Mr. Mo felt a sense of pressure in his heart.

And another name that also made him afraid also appeared in his mind at this time, Black and White Xuanjian.

With Wei Zhuang alone, he would be very difficult to deal with.

If adding black and white Xuanjian, the result can be imagined.

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Chapter 32 Meng Tian Meng Yi Became the Pioneer, Leading the Army to Raid the Camp (Please collect, please ask for flowers)

For a moment, Mr. Mo felt a sense of retreat, but it disappeared quickly.

In fact, the reward that King Rui promised to give him was too generous, which made him unable to give up.

The wages of avarice is death.

Even a peerless master at the pinnacle of a grand master can't stop the desire in his heart.

Furthermore, Mr. Mo also has his own plan in mind.

If he really can't stop Wei Zhuang and Xuan Jian at that time, at worst, he can run away by himself.

Although he couldn't beat the two together, he had no problem escaping.

Anyway, Mr. Mo has left a way out for himself.

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Wang Jian led the army out of Pingzhou, and ordered Meng Tian to lead 2 people as the left forward, and Meng Yi to lead 2 people as the right forward, to advance first.

And he himself led the remaining 14 troops into Ganzhou.

(15 from Huwei Camp, plus 18 from Pingzhou Army, Wang Jian now has [-] troops.)

King Rui never expected that Wang Jian's vanguard army was already approaching while he was still rectifying his troops.

It was really because the secret letter from the imperial city came too late, which made him lose the opportunity.

Meng Tian and Meng Yi cleared the way ahead, cleared the way for the army behind, and finally camped in Panshan.

At this time, King Rui's army was stationed between Ganzhou and Panshan.

King Rui's vanguard camp is only twenty miles away from Meng Tian's camp.

At this moment, neither party knew of each other's existence.

But Meng Tian and Meng Yi have already sent out scouts to explore the way and investigate the military situation.

On the other hand, on King Rui's side, he thought that there was no enemy army ahead, so he didn't send out scouts.

In the Tianqi army camp, Meng Tian and Meng Yi sat opposite each other, studying the terrain and discussing the military situation.

"Report!!!"

A scout walked into the tent quickly, and reported respectfully, "Report to the general, we found King Rui's vanguard camp [-] miles ahead."

"what!!!"

Meng Tian Meng Yi was startled, and his eyes quickly swept to the map of the marching map.

"It's Fulongpo!"

The two found the target location on the map at the same time.

Meng Tian looked back at the scouts, and asked solemnly: "Can you find out how many enemy troops are there? Who is the leading general?"

"Back to the general, the leading general doesn't know, but the small man has carefully counted the troops."

The scout said respectfully: "The enemy camp was burying pots and making food at that time, and the number was about [-]."

"Three thousand? That's 3 people."

One pot makes rice for ten people, and three thousand wisps of cooking smoke equals 3 people.

"Brother, what did you think of?"

Meng Yi looked at Meng Tian and asked quietly.

Meng Tian's eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother has a plan, I wonder if brother Yi can guess it?"

Meng Yi smiled faintly, "Elder brother doesn't need to test me, what elder brother can think of, younger brother can naturally think of too."

Looking at the detailed explanation of Fulongpo's terrain on the map, the two had already thought of the same battle plan.