The two sides faced off, but the Yao family's cavalry was replaced by Chen Ping'an, who fell from the sky.
The sword cultivator whispered the word "Don't be anxious", and the "servant" patiently kept his temper, digging his toes into the mud, looking bored.
The middle-aged sword cultivator was dressed in plain white linen clothes. The fight was so disparate in strength that he was not stained with any blood.
The man has a handsome appearance, but his eyes are long and narrow, and his lips are thin, which makes the whole person's temperament slightly mean. He does not have a sword, but a natal flying sword, which is as long as the swordsman's sword. When he kills the enemy out of his body, if he has one,
The fire dragon was entrenched, and the sword and spear of the Yao family's cavalry came into contact with it. It was unable to block it at all, as if it was being cut into tofu by a knife.
The attendant standing next to him was a tall and pure warrior, wearing the God's Chenglu Armor, which is also commonly known as the Manna Armor on the mountain.
Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this type of military armor. He once peeled off one from the ancient Yu Kingdom's national master, and later purchased a very high-grade Broken Manna Armor from Daoxuan Mountain, which was later purchased by Lu Tai.
It has been repaired like new, but I have never had the opportunity to wear it. After all, the golden robe worn by Chen Ping'an is even more rare.
The two of them cooperated skillfully. The sword cultivator controlled the flying sword to kill the enemy. The warrior guarded the sword cultivator's side to prevent the Yao family's cavalry from slipping through the net. They fought the sword cultivator at close quarters and helped the sword cultivator to block those with crossbows or horse bows.
Arrows were fired several times in a row at tricky angles. This pure martial artist simply used his body to block the paths of those arrows. In the end, it was just a few sparks splashing on the surface of the snow-white nectar armor. This little armor pill
The loss of stored spiritual energy may not even cost a single snow coin, but the other party often has to pay the price of a fresh life.
Shanze Yexiu likes to seek wealth and wealth most of all. Whenever he encounters an opportunity, he dares to take risks. Those ancient real people's thatched cottages, immortal family mansions, and the secret realms after the cave heaven and paradise were shattered are inevitably discovered once they appear in the world.
There are wild cultivators swarming away, fighting for a magical weapon, beating both sides until their brains are flying. What are they trying to do? In order to get the pleasure of crushing others, they either rely on magical weapons to kill people, or rely on magic weapons to protect themselves.
, invulnerable to weapons and weapons, and invulnerable to spells, making opponents despair.
The sword cultivator was strolling on the battlefield, with a flying sword. Within a radius of a hundred feet, the sword light was like a rainbow, and there were bright red afterimages of flowing fireflies.
The warriors followed him like a shadow, closely protecting the middle-aged sword cultivator from all directions.
A middle-aged swordsman is just like his sword, clean and neat, without making any unnecessary moves.
But the burly warrior was different. He had a violent temperament, but he couldn't let go of his hands and feet to chase down the cavalry. The fight was not hearty enough, so every time the swordsman severely injured the Yao family's cavalry and fell off the horse, whether he was killed on the spot, or...
As long as they were on the path of the two of them, he would crush the skull with his foot, or dent the chest of the cavalry with his foot, causing the flesh and blood to be mixed together with the broken armor, which was too horrible to look at.
Someone falls from the sky?
The middle-aged Jian Xiuyan stopped the man blocking the road and asked with a smile in Yizhou's elegant language: "Is this the new offering from the Daquan Liu family?"
Tongyezhou is surrounded by many mountains and rivers. According to the fairy book, compared with Baopingzhou, it has a different pronunciation and a different custom. Therefore, the upper class people from various countries are often proficient in the elegant language of Tongyezhou, especially the officials of the Ministry of Rites.
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The burly martial artist said angrily: "Sir, what are you talking about? Just kill him directly. He is just a martial artist below the seventh level. It would be easier to kill such a young martial arts genius."
Jian Xiu smiled and said: "A big fish appeared out of thin air. Isn't it just what I wanted?"
Although Jianxiu stopped to talk to Chen Ping'an, Jianxiu's flying sword was hovering at the forefront of the escape direction of the Yao family's cavalry.
In this pursuit, in addition to the two men working together to sneak attack and kill the monk accompanying the Yao family's cavalry in a thrilling manner, the sword cultivator has been using flying swords since then to kill the outermost Yao family's cavalry first, and the one who breaks through first will die first.
These are the rules of his game.
The armor worn by the old man was no different from that of the surrounding cavalry. They should all 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 and not at all depressed or cowardly.
.Even though the elite men under his command protected him and suffered heavy casualties, the good man did not return home triumphantly, or even died in a grand battle at the border, but died in this 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 service, he was used to seeing life and death, and he was too kind to lead a military force. This veteran general with great power on the southern border was extremely calm.
There were more than a hundred Yao family cavalry left, guarding the old man to the death, and did not feel timid because of the assassin's strength.
The Yao family governed the army with strict laws.
For example, the children of the Yao family, regardless of their direct concubines, are already familiar with bows and horses when they are young. After the age of fifteen, they must join the army and start from the bottom as scouts. Countless men of the Yao family died in border wars.
So much so that the story of Yao's widow spread throughout several countries.
Chen Ping'an did not turn around and look at the cavalry army, but asked the old general a strange question, "The general's surname is Yao? Is his ancestor related to the Yao family of the Great Li Dynasty in the north of Aquarius Continent?"
The old man frowned and said, "Dali Dynasty? I've never heard of it."
The old general hesitated for a moment, "However, my ancestors of Daquan Yao family did come from Aquarius Continent, but where exactly, the ancestors were very secretive about it. When they ordered people to write the family tree, they only mentioned the word origin of Longyao and some customs of their hometown.
It is a favor. And it is expressly stated that future generations are not allowed to go to Aquarius Continent to search for their ancestors."
Chen Ping'an asked again: "Did the general's ancestors mention the name of any street or alley, or... a big willow tree with lush shade?"
Although the old man wanted to nod, maybe he could establish a relationship with this weirdo, and maybe win a chance of survival, but his upright and upright character couldn't help but act like this. Moreover, when it comes to the place of origin of his ancestors, there is no way for future generations to mess around. He said in a deep voice
: "I didn't say anything about the streets or willow trees. I just said that the locust trees in my hometown are delicious. It has been passed down from generation to generation. There is a thousand-year-old locust tree planted in the courtyard of my ancestral home of the Yao family in Daquan."
Chen Pingan then turned his head, smiled and nodded to the old man, "I understand."
The old man became more and more confused, what on earth did you child understand?
The sword cultivator seemed to be waiting for some news, and the corner of his eye kept wandering. As if he got the answer he wanted, he joked: "Have you finished chatting with each other? After chatting, let's get down to business."
Chen Pingan pressed his hands on the hilts of the Chixin sword and the hilt of the Tingxue sword, and asked: "Is someone paying someone to pay someone to kill someone? You are paying people to help them eliminate disasters?"
The middle-aged swordsman said helplessly: "You talk a lot."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's not common, you just happened to meet it."
Among the Yao family's cavalry, there is a young cavalryman who looks somewhat similar to the old general. Look at the fierce swordsman who kills people like wheat, and then look at the young man in a white robe with cool sleeves.
Jun's brain is a bit exhausted.
A young general who was separated by two generations from the old general finally had a chance to take a breath and say a few words to his lord. Previously, he could only flee all the way. It was really embarrassing to watch a noble general die under a flying sword.
It was unbearable that this young general in his prime had a blood groove cut on his face by the flying sword of Sword Master, and his skin and flesh were torn apart. It was very miserable, but the young man didn't care at all and just asked softly: "General, with that evil sword
The flying sword magical power that Xiu Zhan revealed should not allow us to send out signals to Third Master and Jiuniang."
The old man kept staring at the back of the ranger. After hearing the questions from his cronies, he sneered: "We are not only one of the targets, but also the bait."
The young cavalry commander was obviously a direct descendant of the Yao family's cavalry, and knew many inside stories about the frontier army and the imperial court. He said cautiously: "Then the imperial court secretly seconded most of our military monks to participate in the dispute between the King of Jinhuang Mansion and the Water God of Pine Needle Lake?"
The old general sighed in a low voice: "This can be regarded as a conspiracy of the people behind the scenes. It will not only deplete the enemy in the south, but also lay the groundwork for our attack this time. This is definitely not something that Fanlu Ma can do."
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Chen Pingan turned around and asked: "May I ask General Yao why he was chased by these two people?"
The old man smiled and said: "Maybe it's a grudge on the battlefield."
This conspiracy involves some secret scandals in the Daquan court, and of course the old man does not want to say more.
The Yao family's border troops have always been loyal to the Liu emperors of the past dynasties and stayed away from temple disputes. They would obey whoever became the emperor and would not get involved in any disturbances.
But in the past ten years, an inevitable accident has occurred.
According to the ancestral rules of the family, the Yao family's women were not allowed to marry into wealthy families, but only to intermarry with local gentry.
But the old man's young daughter fell in love at first sight with a young man who traveled to the border. The man was also good in character, talented and knowledgeable, and the two of them fought side by side and experienced life and death. It should have been a good thing to tie the knot and become a couple.
An enviable couple. However, the old man abided by the family rules at the time and did not agree with the matter. His daughter was worthy of being a daughter of the Yao family, so he silently endured this lovesickness and wrote a letter of renunciation to the man, never thinking about it.
The son of the first-class family of the famous Daquan Dynasty actually came to the border again. On a snowy day, the eldest son of the official Tianguan of the Ministry of Civil Affairs knelt outside the Yao family's ancestral hall for a day and a night. Everyone in the Yao family was moved. In the end, they were really sad.
Because of the reason to break up the couple, the old man agreed to his daughter's marriage to him. However, no one in the old man's generation went to Beijing to attend the wedding banquet. After that, his daughter also returned to her parents' home once.
There was never any correspondence between the old man and the in-laws who held a high position and were in charge of the advancement of officials all over the world.
But even though he was so "unkind", he still couldn't get rid of the fact that the woman's surname was Yao.
It was just an exception. Ten years later, it brought about the hidden danger of the family's destruction.
First, last year's old general's in-laws, the Shangshu, were secretly instigated by the temple's nemesis, the Fanlu Ma family, to impeach the officials. The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was angered by Long Yan, His Majesty the Emperor, and gave him a severe reprimand, which frightened him when he returned home.
, he immediately started writing and hurriedly submitted a letter with desolate words, "The body is weak and old, still inferior to a child. There are only three or two teeth left, and the word 'fresh' has not been associated with it for a long time." He took the initiative to ask to retire and return to his hometown.
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His Majesty the Emperor did not allow it, but the old Shangshu's popularity in the Libu Yamen fell to the bottom.
It's just that this time, apart from the deep-rooted party disputes, the real trouble involves the prince. There are many unruly outsiders in the capital, who are in important positions in the temple and are adding fuel to the flames. What's interesting is that the three princes are all outstanding.
Each has his or her own strengths, and in any dynasty in Daquan, he would be the undoubted candidate for the crown prince.
The ups and downs of officials in the capital and the transfers of border generals here and there make people dizzy.
Even the Yao family's cavalry far away on the southern border could not stay out of the situation. The undercurrents of the Daquan Dynasty in recent years have been surging, and one can imagine the dangers involved.
The fight between sword cultivators lasted only a moment.
The natal flying sword hovering outside the Yao family's cavalry passed through the middle of the cavalry. Fortunately, in order to pursue the ultimate speed, the middle-aged swordsman chose the fastest route without obstacles on the road. Otherwise, I am afraid that this sword would have failed again.
It would take several heads to be pierced.
Chen Ping'an pushed the sword out of its sheath, put his fingers together to make a sword gesture, and controlled Dou Zizhi's magic sword, Infatuated Heart, which cost all his family's wealth, to resist the sword repair flying sword coming from behind.
The middle-aged swordsman's heart sank. The young uninvited guest was not only a swordsman, but the sword could actually block his own flying sword "Lengzhu"? Could it be that it was a hidden magic weapon? Otherwise,
The sharp edge of Dengzhu, the so-called magic weapon in the world, could not withstand a blow from the flying sword Dengzhu, but the sword did not seem to have even a chip.
To be continued...