Within the Mohist family, the division of factions has already taken shape.
Some people followed Qing'er and followed Bai Song, and got along with the court in a gentler way.
The other group of people still chose the old path, and Ren followed Mr. Mo to seek revenge.
When they met again three years later, there seemed to be no affection between them as they had been in the past, and they both went all out without relaxing at all.
The three masters of the Mo family were dispatched, and at the same time, there was the sound of neat footsteps outside the royal court.
Soon, a Turkic team rushed in and surrounded Bai Song, Fu Yun and others. A young man walked out of the crowd and stared at Bai Song with a smile: "Is this General Bai?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Fushun, Prince of Tuyuhun Khan. General Bai is very majestic on the frontline battlefield, and easily defeated the first warrior of our Turkic grassland. I came here today because I want to see General Bai's style. I don't know if you are against me."
Can a guard still be so majestic?"
While he was talking, a person slowly walked out from the side of the young prince. Bai Song frowned slightly when he saw him.
Bai Song didn't know his name, but he knew that this person was the last of the five great sword guards of the Mohist family.
It turns out that the four major sword guards except Sword Thirteen are all here.
In an instant, Bai Song's pressure increased again.
You must know that any one of these four can face Jian Shisan alone. Now that the four of them appeared at the same time, Bai Song could not find a master who could compete with him.
The prince was very proud and asked Bai Song: "General Bai, why are you so silent today? You can only show your majesty on the battlefield that day."
Bai Song frowned: "Have you seen me on the battlefield?"
"That's right. Xiao Wang happened to have seen General Bai in the army."
"My... my son... you... why are you like this?" Fu Yun was heavily poisoned and lay on the ground staring outside the hall.
Fu Shun saw his father inside looking puzzled, with only contempt and disdain on his face.
"Master Axe, the Tuyuhun Khanate is too frustrated in your hands. A person as indecisive as you is not worthy of becoming the Tuyuhun Khan. The new crown prince has already cooperated with us, and this war cannot end so easily."
"We...we have already killed too many people...continue to fight...the Tuyuhun Khanate will be doomed."
"A woman's benevolence, how can a defeat in a battle shake her determination? I have long seen that you are not suitable to lead the whole clan, or is it that the new Tang Crown Prince has a sharp eye and knows how to cooperate with Xiao Wang."
The other party had already explained everything. Bai Song frowned and looked back at the dying Fu Yun on the ground.
I thought to myself that this person is really a loser. He didn't even notice that such a young man appeared behind him. He even said that the people from New Tang Dynasty had already left!
Bai Song sneered and looked at Fu Yun: "As expected of the king's filial son, if you don't mind, how about I help you kill him when the fight breaks out?"
Bai Song's words were addressed to Fu Yun. Fu Yun looked at his son, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and nodded.
The situation was very unfavorable to Bai Song.
He didn't have many people in the first place, and several of them were poisoned. It was good if they could save their lives, but there was no fighting power at all.
The enemy came well prepared, and there was no telling how many soldiers were waiting outside the royal court. Now he could still rely on the strength of just a few people to face an enemy that was a hundred times his size.
But the real threat is the four sword guards.
Bai Song asked Jian Shisan in a low voice: "How many of your former brothers can you deal with?"
"two."
Bai Song asked Long Shanshan again: "How many can you deal with?"
Long Shanshan was a little embarrassed: "Half of it..."
"Half..." Bai Song swallowed, "This... I can also deal with half of it."
"What do you say about the remaining one?" Long Shanshan asked again.
Jian Shisan replied: "Don't worry about the remaining one, he wants to protect that prince."
"So, isn't it impossible for the three of us to deal with the other three?"
A trace of excitement flashed in Bai Song's eyes.
"We can only cope with it reluctantly. Over time, changes will inevitably occur."
"We still have to find a way to break the situation." Bai Song muttered and looked at Fu Shun who was not far away. "Looking at it now, if the last sword guard can be forced to take action, then the prince will have no guards around him."
Bai Song was quietly discussing the battle plan with the two of them. Unexpectedly, a burst of true energy came over. Long Shanshan's expression changed and he held his sword in front of Bai Song.
The true energy hit the back of the knife, and Long Shanshan flew up upside down and collided with Bai Song. A huge thrust took the two of them flying five or six meters together, and finally hit the wall with a bang.
A deep mark was left on the wall of the temple.
Bai Song took a breath and almost fainted.
Only at this moment did I realize that I was still far behind when competing with real masters.
The battlefield experience in the past few days was mainly a test of blood and state of mind, which made him somewhat blindly confident.
Long Shanshan looked back at Bai Song and asked in a low voice: "Can you hold on?"
Bai Song took a breath and nodded: "No problem."
Now was not the time to give in. When I turned around to see Jian Shisan, the two of them were already fighting alone, fighting fiercely in mid-air in the royal court.
He even left two reminders between the battles between the two half-step masters: "Ada's swordsmanship is based on the sword. In his early years, he practiced swordsmanship for ten years and learned the sword from the sword. There is a shadow of the sword in the swordsmanship. Don't be fooled by the appearance.
The killing moves are all in the chopping technique. The sword is divided into yin and yang. The yin side is the back of the blade, which is a false move, and the yang side is the blade, which is a real move. See through the false and the real, and with the combined strength of the two of you, you can fight."
During the battle, the three of them looked up to the sky and watched Jian Shisan fighting with the two. At this moment, the sky was turbulent and the air waves were rolling. In an instant, there was no trace of anyone. Only the occasional true energy fell on various buildings.
Bricks and rubble are flying.
Ada frowned and looked at Bai Song, then asked in a low voice: "Jian Shisan and Young Master have known each other for several years. Are they practicing swordsmanship every day?"
"Why are you asking?" Bai Song was not as relaxed as the other person when facing this person.
"Over the past few years, Jian Shisan's cultivation has improved a lot, which was unimaginable before."
"I've never seen him practice swordsmanship!" Bai Song was a little impatient, "Why are you talking nonsense? If you have the guts, just show off."
Ah laughed and drew his sword.
Bai Song had never seen Ah Da draw a sword, and his sword was an ordinary wooden sword.
"I never thought that one day I would see the young master standing in front of me. I remember when we were in Youzhou, we thought that the young master was just one of the thousands of mortals in the world. Only Mr. Mo valued the young master very much. Looking at the young master today,
I have to admire Mr. Mo's vision for his achievements. It's a pity that he fell into the wrong sect."
"There's so much nonsense, why are you pretending to be a boss!"
Bai Song drew his sword and slashed, and the true energy turned into the shadow of the sword and fell from the sky.
This is Bai Song's only Qi-gathering sword. It is simple and crude, but powerful.
Since then, no one has been able to confront him head-on.
But at this moment, I saw the Adamu sword flip over, and a cold light flashed in the air, instantly breaking the sword shadow, and the powerful sword disappeared into the air.