Sword comes

The two sides confronted each other, but the iron cavalry of the Yao family was replaced by Chen Pingan who fell from the sky.

Jianxiu said softly the word "no hurry", and the "retinue" held his temper patiently, twiddling the mud with his toes, feeling bored.

The middle-aged sword cultivator was dressed in plain white linen, and a fight of disparity in strength made him not stained with any blood.

The man has a handsome appearance, but his eyes are narrow and long, and his lips are thin, which makes his temperament slightly mean.He doesn't have a saber, a natal flying sword, which is as long as a swordsman's saber, when he comes out to kill the enemy, if there is a fire dragon entrenched, the Yao family cavalry's saber and gun can't stop it at all when it touches it, as if Knife cut tofu.

The entourage standing beside him was a burly and pure martial artist, wearing the Shenren Chenglu Armor, which is commonly known as the Ganlu Armor on the mountain.

Chen Pingan is no stranger to this kind of armored pills from military strategists. He once stripped off one from the ancient Yu country's national teacher, and later bought another broken Ganlu armor with a high rank in the inverted mountain. It was repaired as new, but I never had the chance to wear it. After all, the golden wine robe on Chen Pingan's body was even more rare.

The two cooperated skillfully, the sword repairer controlled the flying sword of his own destiny to kill the enemy, and the martial artist stood by Jian Xiu's side to prevent Yao's iron cavalry from slipping through the net, to fight the sword repairer in close quarters, and to help the sword repairer to block the arrows from crossbows or horse bows Arrows, arrows came in several times, with tricky angles, this pure martial artist simply blocked the routes of those arrows with his body, and in the end it was just a little spark splashed on the surface of the snow-white nectar armor. I'm afraid it doesn't cost a single snowflake to lose the spirit energy, but the other party often has to pay the price of a fresh life.

Shan Zeyexiu likes wealth and wealth most in danger, and dares to take risks whenever he encounters an opportunity. Those ancient real people who are suddenly found and excavated, fairy family mansions, and secret realms that have been broken and broken, once they appear in the world, they will inevitably You Yexiu swarmed away, in order to fight for a magic weapon, the brains of both sides were splashed, and the reason was not to get the pleasure of crushing others, either relying on the magic weapon to kill people, or relying on the magic weapon to protect the body, Invulnerable to swords and guns, invulnerable to spells, making opponents despair.

Jianxiu strolled on the battlefield, with a flying sword, within a radius of a hundred feet, the sword light was like a rainbow, and there were afterimages of bright red fireflies.

The warrior followed like a shadow, closely guarding all directions of the middle-aged sword cultivator.

The middle-aged sword cultivator is like his sword, straightforward and sharp, without any superfluous actions.

But that burly martial artist is different, he has a violent temperament, and he can't let go of his hands and feet to chase and kill the iron cavalry. As long as they were on the route of the two of them, his head would be crushed with one foot, or the chest of the cavalry would be dented with one foot, and the blurred flesh and broken armor would be mixed together, which was horrible.

man fell from the sky

The middle-aged man with sword-cultivating eyes stopped in his tracks, and asked with a smile in Yizhou's elegant words: "It's the new offering of Daquan Liu."

Tongye Continent has many mountains and rivers. According to the fairy book, compared with Aquarius Continent, the sound is different for ten miles, and the customs are different for hundreds of miles.Therefore, the upper-class people in various countries are often proficient in Tongyezhou's elegant words, especially the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The burly martial artist said angrily: "What are you doing with these words, sir, just kill him directly, but he is a martial artist below the seventh level, such a young martial arts genius, it is more fun to kill."

Jianxiu smiled and said, "Isn't it just what I want to have an extra big fish out of thin air?"

Although Jianxiu stopped to talk to Chen Pingan, Jianxiu's flying sword was hovering at the forefront of Yao's cavalry's escape direction.

In this pursuit, apart from the surprise attack by the two of them earlier that killed the monk accompanying the Yao family’s iron cavalry in a thrilling manner, the sword cultivator has been using flying swords to kill the outermost Yao family’s iron cavalry first, and the first to break through the encirclement will die first. That's the way he plays.

The armor worn by the old man is no different from that of the surrounding cavalry. It should be the light armor of the frontier army of the Daquan Dynasty. He covered his abdomen, and there was blood between his fingers. Although the situation was bleak, the old man always looked calm, without any cowardice .Even though the elite under his command protected him and suffered heavy casualties, he was a good boy, and he did not return home triumphantly, or even died in a vigorous battle at the border, but died in this kind of dirty temple party struggle.

There was guilt and sadness deep in the old man's eyes, but nothing showed on his face.

After decades of military career, he was used to life and death, and he was kind to a general and did not command soldiers. This veteran general with power on the southern border was exceptionally calm.

There were more than a hundred iron cavalry from the Yao family, protecting the old man with all their might, and they didn't feel timid because of the strength of the assassin.

The Yao family ruled the army with strict laws and regulations.

For example, the children of the Yao family, regardless of their descendants, were already familiar with arching horses when they were young. After the age of 15, they all had to join the army. They all started as low-level scouts.

As a result, the story of the Yao family's widow spread across several countries.

Chen Ping didn't turn around to look at the cavalry army, but asked the old general a strange question, "The general's surname Yao Zushang is related to the Yao family of the Dali Dynasty in the north of Aquarius Island."

The old man frowned, "The Dali Dynasty has never heard of it."

The old general hesitated for a while, "However, the ancestors of the Yao family in Daquan did come from Aquarius Continent, but the ancestors kept secret about it. When they ordered someone to write a family tree, they only mentioned the origin of the dragon kiln and some of the customs of their hometown. Human favors. And it is clearly stated that future generations are not allowed to go to Aquarius Continent to find their ancestors and visit their ancestors."

Chen Pingan asked again: "Did the general's ancestors mention any street names, or a big willow tree with lush shade?"

Although the old man really wanted to nod his head, maybe he could get in touch with this strange person, maybe he could win a chance of life, but his upright and upright character couldn't help him to act like this. : "I didn't say anything about streets and alleys, and there were no willow trees. I just said that the pagoda tree in my hometown tastes good. It has been passed down from generation to generation. In the courtyard of my Daquan Yao family's ancestral house, there is a thousand-year-old pagoda tree planted."

Only then did Chen Pingan turn his head, smiled and nodded at the old man, "Understood."

The old man became more and more puzzled, what did you understand, kid?

Jianxiu seemed to be waiting for some news, and the corner of his eyes was always erratic, as if he got the answer he wanted, he joked: "You two are chatting, let's get down to business before the chat is over."

Chen Ping put both hands on the hilts of Chixin and Tingxue, and asked: "Someone pays for murder and kills you, and you collect money to eliminate disasters for others?"

The middle-aged sword repairer said helplessly, "You talk a lot."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's not common, you just happened to meet."

Among the iron cavalry of the Yao family, there is a young cavalry pawn who looks somewhat similar to the old general. Look at the fierce swordsman who kills people like cutting wheat, and then look at the young man in a white robe with clean sleeves. The army's brain is a bit insufficient.

A young general who was separated from the old general by two generations finally had a chance to catch his breath and talk to his lord. Before, he could only escape all the way, and he was really embarrassed to see all the robes died under the flying sword. Unbearable, this young hero who reached the age of the crown had a blood groove cut on his face by the sword cultivator's flying sword, and his skin was torn apart. Xiuzhan's flying sword supernatural power shouldn't have made us send out a signal to Third Master and Jiuniang."

The old man kept staring at the ranger's back, and when he heard the question from his cronies, he sneered and said, "We are not only one of the targets, but also a decoy."

The young cavalry general is obviously a direct descendant of the Yao family's iron cavalry. He knows the inside story of many frontier troops and the court, so he said cautiously: "Then the court secretly seconded most of our monks in the army to participate in the battle between Lord Jinhuang's mansion and the water god of Songzhen Lake."

The old general sighed with emotion in a low voice: "This can be regarded as the conspiracy of the people behind the scenes. It can not only drain the energy of the enemy in the south, but also lay the groundwork for our attack. This is definitely not something that Fanlu Ma can do." "

Chen Pingan turned his head and asked, "Dare to ask Old General Yao why he was hunted down by these two people?"

The old man smiled and said, "Maybe it's a grievance on the battlefield."

This conspiracy involves some secret affairs and scandals in the Daquan court, of course the old man is unwilling to say more.

The frontier army of the Yao family has always been loyal to the Liu family emperors of all dynasties, and stayed away from temple disputes. Whoever becomes the emperor will obey his orders and will not get involved in any disturbances.

But in the last ten years, there has been a helpless accident.

According to the family rules of the ancestors, Yao's daughters are not allowed to marry wealthy families, but only intermarry with local gentry.

But the old man's young daughter fell in love at first sight with a young man who had traveled to this border.It was supposed to be a good thing to get married and become a pair of enviable couples.It's just that the old man abided by the family rules at the time and didn't agree with this matter. His daughter was worthy of being a woman of the Yao family, so he silently endured the lovesickness and wrote a letter of severance to that person. He never thought that the first-class son of the Daquan Dynasty He actually came to the border again. On a snowy day, the eldest son of the dignified officials knelt outside Yao's ancestral hall for a day and a night. Everyone in Yao's family was very moved. In the end, there was really no reason to break up the pair of mandarin ducks. He agreed to his daughter's marriage with him, but none of the old man's generation went to Beijing to attend the wedding banquet, and his daughter went back to her natal home once after that.

The old man has never had any correspondence with the in-laws who are of great power and are in charge of the promotion of officials in the world.

But even if it is so "unfriendly", it is still impossible to get rid of the fact that the woman's surname is Yao.

It was just an exception. Ten years later, it brought the hidden danger of the family's destruction.

First of all, last year’s old general’s in-laws, who were in-laws of the minister, were secretly instigated by Fanlu Ma, the arch-enemy of the temple, to impeach the officials, and the official minister was severely reprimanded by the Emperor, who was furious by Long Yan, so frightened him that when he returned home, , I immediately started writing, and hurriedly wrote a letter, with bleak words, "weak and old, still not as good as a child, with only three or two teeth left, and I have no relationship with fresh characters for a long time", and asked to return to his hometown.

His Majesty the Emperor forbade it, but Lao Shangshu's reputation in the official office fell to the bottom.

It's just that this time, apart from the deep-rooted party disputes, the real trouble is that the crown prince is involved, and there are many more unruly foreigners in the capital, who are important in the temple and add fuel to the flames.What's interesting is that the three princes are all outstanding and have their own specialties. They are undoubtedly the candidates for the prince in any dynasty in Daquan.

The ups and downs of officials in the capital,

The generals in the frontier ran east and west, making people dizzy.

Even the iron cavalry of the Yao family who were far away on the southern border couldn't stay out of the matter. The undercurrent of the Daquan Dynasty in recent years has been surging, and one can imagine the danger.

The sword cultivators fight only for a moment.

The Flying Sword of Fate that hovered around the periphery of the Yao family's iron cavalry swept past the middle of the cavalry. Fortunately, the middle-aged sword cultivator chose the fastest route with no obstacles on the road in order to pursue extreme speed. To pierce several heads.

Chen Pingan pushed the sword out of its sheath, put his fingers together to make a sword formula, and controlled Dou Zizhi, the magic sword that cost his family, Chi Xin, to resist the sword repair flying sword that came swiftly from behind.

The middle-aged Jianxiu's heart sank. The young uninvited guest is not only a sword master, but the saber can block his natal flying sword "Dengzhu". The sharp edge of the saber, the so-called magic weapon in the rivers and lakes, can't stand the blow of Fei Jiandengzhu at all, but the saber doesn't seem to have even a gap.

The burly servant gloated a little, "Sir, are you still in a hurry?"

The middle-aged sword cultivator didn't get angry, and said with a smile: "Try this person's depth, just play with him for a while, I have the ability to protect myself."

“so good”

The pure martial artist in the nectar armor laughed ferociously, stepped on a pothole, rushed forward, and punched the young man five or six feet away.

With one hand behind Chen Ping's back, he tucked into his sleeves, and while driving Chixin to resist Jianxiu's flying sword again and again, he raised his arm and faced the fist with his palm.

Grab with five fingers.

The fist gang was crushed directly by Chen Pingan.

The burly servant laughed loudly, but he didn't look panicked at all. It was just a tentative punch, and the power of five successes was not enough. "Sir, the way is not too shallow, but how deep is it?"

The man in snow-white armor let out a soft shout, and suddenly accelerated forward. In the blink of an eye, he was a few steps away from Chen Ping's body. He swung his arm with his right hand. , The entire right shoulder of the burly man was shining with snow-white brilliance.

slam.

Still blocked the man's punch with the palm of his hand.

There was a hint of puzzlement in the assassin's eyes, the young man in front of him remained motionless.

Although he was puzzled, he did not delay the fierce knee kick that raised his foot. Wufu fighting, especially the battle of masters, while the thoughts are changing rapidly, every shot must be instinctive, even faster than "hearts and thoughts", This is the real entry into the room.

The hand behind Chen Ping's back left the sleeve, and lightly patted the knee of the white-armored servant in front of him, making him lean forward, and then elbowed the man's chest.

The burly warrior wearing the manna armor of the god man was thrown backwards by an elbow.

It's just that Chen Pingan still held that punch in the palm of his hand, so he was pulled back, and Chen Pingan punched the nectar armor outside the man's mouth.

The burly man flew upside down and fell to the ground tens of feet away.

It's just that he was in the military armor pill, and the injury was very light, but the qi in the body was more concussed, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corner of the mouth.

The palm slapped the ground, and the man stood up again, spat out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, grinned left and right, and complained: "Sir, is this bastard a swordsman, or a foreign boxing master who cultivates his body?"

The middle-aged sword repairer stood behind him, smiling playfully, "You don't allow a martial arts genius to have both?"

The man took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Wei Xian on the top of the hill, his mood was no longer relaxed, and he said to Jianxiu: "Then this kid really deserves to die. Sir, have you played enough, let's not ditch This guy didn't come alone."

Jianxiu nodded, "The love between Daquan Liu and Yao Laoer should be just like this. If this is the case, then we can start to set up the net."

Jianxiu whistled extremely sharply.

A moment later, Jianxiu's figure rushed to one side, and with a wave of his hand, the natal flying sword no longer entangled the young swordsman. Feijian returned to the orifice to warm up.

After the martial artist in manna armor was taken aback for a moment, he followed the sword cultivator and fled away without saying a word.

Although Chen Pingan didn't know why the two assassins left, he did not stop them.

The Yao family iron cavalry who survived the catastrophe were even more kept in the dark, looking at each other in blank dismay.

The old general weighed things up, got off his horse, and gave an order to the young cavalry general who was supporting him: "Send a team of scouts out to investigate the situation, and the rest rest on the spot."

The five frontier scouts rode their horses and swam in all directions like casting a net.

Chen Pingan walked slowly towards Wei Xian and Pei Qian.

Old General Yao hesitated to speak, but finally he still didn't make a sound. He wanted to say thank you, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he pulled his abdominal wound, so he had to shut up, but facing the direction of the young man, he clasped his fists far away, which was regarded as a silent thank you. .

The opponent was able to act righteously and stop the two assassins who were sure to win by himself, which was considered as humane and righteous, and the old man didn't have the cheek to ask for an inch.

After half a stick of incense, a cavalry troop galloped up. Apart from dozens of blood-covered Yao family frontier soldiers, there were more than twenty unfamiliar faces. A scholar is a majestic martial arts master. These people are surrounded by stars and closely guard a man in a brocade robe. This man is about 30 years old and has a face like a crown of jade. He is obviously the master of these masters.

The old man was approaching the frontier army of Yao's family, the man waved his hand, and soon the cavalry parted, the man rode out alone, came first, reined in the reins, stopped, and said with a loud smile: "Old General Yao, luckily I didn't come too late. "

The old general was about to get up to answer, but the man had already got off his horse and swung his whip vigorously, "The old general is injured, so you don't need to be polite."

The old man still insisted on getting up to greet him.

He quickened his pace, led his horse straight to the old man, and said in a soft voice: "Yao's misfortune, in the final analysis, was caused by me and Li Xiling. Since I happened to be at the border this time, I have no reason to stand by. I hope the old general understands. If it wasn't an emergency, I would never show up."

The old general changed the subject, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, with a body as rich as gold, can't be easily involved in danger."

The man smiled and said: "General Yao is the general who conquers the South, and I am a second-rank senior official in Daquan. I have been born and died for decades, so I am worthless."

The old man smiled wryly, "Your Highness"

The man waved his hand and said with a smile: "I've come here, I've done what I've done. I've also heard General Yao's lesson. Can I go home now? These assassins may not have backhands."

The old general smiled helplessly, and said, "It's all up to His Highness."

The man suddenly pointed the horsewhip in his hand at the opposite hillside, "Who are those people?"

The old man explained: "If they didn't procrastinate, I wouldn't be able to make it this far. Your Highness doesn't need to think about some of the demeanor of a Mohist ranger. If we meet by chance, we don't need to add superfluous things."

The man nodded.

He suddenly slapped his head, quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, pulled out the stopper, the fragrance immediately filled the air, poured out a dark green pill in the palm of his hand, and handed it to the old man, "This is the secret healing medicine treasured in the palace. The old general can just swallow it."

The old man did not doubt that he was there, thanked His Royal Highness, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it without hesitation.

The man smiled even more, and he helped the old man himself, and walked towards a carriage he brought.

At the top of the hill, Chen Pingan watched them leave.

He took out the Bingjiajia pill and handed it to Wei Xian, who didn't immediately take it over.

Chen Pingan explained: "This is Jiawan, a military strategist named Shenren Chenglu Jia. Infused with true energy, you can wear armor on your body. It is similar to the previous martial artist. It can resist swords and spells by itself. Piercing through armor, or hitting a certain place repeatedly, generally speaking, before the aura is exhausted, it is a talisman. It is very effective against the sword cultivator's natal flying sword."

The rank of a pill is often directly related to the amount of spiritual energy stored.

So there are roughly three types, which are jokingly called Shuipujia, Pondjia, and Dahujia by the mountains.

Shenren Chenglu Armor ranks third, and almost all of them look like Shuiwa Armor, but the one sold in Daoxuanshan Ganoderma Zhai is very special, and it is very likely to be an ancestor armour, that is, the earliest wave of nectar. Armor, carefully crafted by a military master, can be described as a noble son from a poor family.

Wei Xian pushed Chen Ping'an's hand back, and said with a smile, "You won't be rewarded for not having meritorious deeds. I'll make meritorious deeds later, and it won't be too late to get it."

Chen Ping put it away with a smile.

Pei Qian said expectantly, "If he doesn't want it, send it to me."

Chen Pingan ignored her at all.

Afterwards, the route of the three of them was not in the same direction as the Yao family's iron cavalry, and they rushed to the border town that was vaguely visible.

On the way, Wei Xian rarely said a few words.

He asked three questions in one breath.

"Young master wants to be that moral saint and seek immortality"

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing, shook his head with a smile and said, "Of course not."

If he really had this ambition, Chen Ping'an would have recognized Wen Sheng and old scholar as his husband.Especially the trip to Tongyezhou made Chen Pingan more determined.

Wei Xian asked again, "The young master wants to gain power and fight for hegemony?"

Chen Pingan laughed dumbfounded, and pointed to himself, "It's just me"

Wei Xian finally asked, "That is to be alone, to prove Taoism and live forever."

Chen Pingan asked back: "Why are you asking this?"

Wei Xian kept silent.

Chen Pingan didn't want to say anything more, so the three of them remained silent.