Ye Gong, is Ye Gong the one who likes dragons? I remember that the King of Chu did not appoint Confucius in the end, and he died of illness soon.
So, is this Duanmu Shuliang trying to show off his power? Or is he not getting the relevant information yet?
Zhao Qing glanced at the pockmarked young man beside him. He had already walked away a few steps and was selling fruits to other spectators. From time to time he looked towards the distant conflict.
However, in any case, Duanmu Shuliang's introduction of Chu's name at the beginning does sound quite credible, but placing it after Lu and Wei is not so convincing. Peng Chu
I probably won’t believe it, but will be angered by his threats.
"It is extremely ridiculous to use the names of the King of Chu and the King of Yue to suppress me. Small countries abandon people as if they are useless, but big countries regard them as virtuous. Is there such a false thing in the world? How dare an old thief deceive me?"<
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Sure enough, Peng Zhi, who was riding on the horse, was furious. Before he could finish his words, he waved his long sword in his hand, and a light red air blade flew towards Duanmu Shuliang, seeming to cut him in two.
With a loud shout, Duanmu Shuliang held the copper scale with both hands and jumped into the air. He counted the points in the air and stopped the air blade flying towards him. Then he kicked and stepped in the air and turned around him in the air.
In the direction of the direction, the scale beam stabbed straight at Peng Zhi, who was on horseback.
The part of the air blade that was not blocked continued to cut into the street ground, turning up a piece of soil and debris on the ground, leaving a half-foot deep mark.
"Very good, you and I will have a showdown here. If you win, I can give you the Soul Revealing Pearl as a gift. If I win, what will you give as compensation?" Duanmu Shuliang's old voice rang in the air. "Good kung fu!" Peng Zhi didn't answer, just praised aloud, and blocked with his horizontal blade. The weapons of both sides collided, sparks flew, and a huge sound echoed throughout the street.
Duanmu Shuliang received the blow in mid-air and used the force to rise into the air, maintaining a condescending position.
The war horse under Peng Zhi struggled to move backwards several steps, and his hind legs bent, threatening to break his legs. Several soldiers on the side quickly supported the horse's legs, and only then did the force of the blow disappear. p>
Zhao Qing could clearly see from a distance that Peng Zhi and Duanmu Shuliang should both be in the realm of energy transformation, and they were quite accomplished. In terms of pure strength, they were even better than Yuan Gong, who had ten thousand kilograms.
The above huge power.
Of course, this is because the male ape is smaller in size. If there is a real fight, the male ape has advantages in flexibility and moves. Although he suffers a disadvantage in terms of weapons, he may not be weaker than the two of them.
If it were him, he should have a good chance of winning against them with the help of Haocao Zijian, a magical weapon.
In addition, the war horses under Peng Zhi should have the blood of monsters, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the strength of 10,000 kilograms.
Realizing that his mount could not withstand the battle between the two sides, Peng Zhi cursed secretly. This was something he had not expected. If he dismounted and fought, the long sword was not conducive to foot combat, but there was a possibility of losing to the opponent.
Thinking of this, Peng Zhi let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand pecked and cut towards Duanmu Shuliang like a violent storm, arcing and turning into an afterimage.
This is a clever method of using force without exerting force. Relying on the advantage of the length of the weapon, use fast to fight slow, so as to avoid excessive force on yourself and damage to the mount.
There are many similarities with my moves. At the same time, the use of the length of the weapon also contains martial arts principles that are simple on the surface but are actually very profound.
In the distance, Zhao Qing looked at the swift and unparalleled confrontation between the two, and couldn't help but gesture with his left and right hands, which was quite enlightening.
In addition, she felt quite speechless as to the cause of the conflict between the two people, and at the same time she felt that there was really no solution.
Although both parties have their reasons, forced buying and selling is undoubtedly unreasonable. However, for such a matter, I still can't act with righteous anger and get into trouble.
Duanmu Shuliang stretched out his tall and thin body, and his blue robes puffed up like wings. With the force of the Pengzhu Changge spurting out from below, they collided and bounced up again and again, flying in the air without falling, and even flew higher and higher.
High.
As his figure floated higher and higher, the force of the copper scale in his hand became stronger and stronger. A series of short stick moves of "beating, knocking, dialing, and pressing" were swayed out, turning as desired, directly pressing against Peng
The legs of the comb mount trembled.
The fight between the two became tighter and tighter, and the waves of fighting could not help but spread outward, reaching seven or eight feet away, forcing the caravan to guard, the soldiers to station their weapons, and the ordinary people watching to retreat one after another.
Suddenly, several soldiers standing at the front of the team leaned down, taking care to avoid the aftermath of Peng Chu and Duanmu Shuliang's fight, and rushed towards the caravan's vehicles, as fast as galloping horses.
Several skilled caravan guards intervened, and the bronze swords pierced the soldier's body, but were blocked by the tough armor.
The soldiers hooked and pulled with their short swords, and several long swords broke immediately. They were the elite of Peng Zhi's men. At least they had the realm of Yin Jin, Shen Jing and Zhen Zhen. They had experienced related training on sword thrusts on weekdays, plus
He was well equipped and easily defeated the blocking guards.
The two soldiers stayed behind to block the caravan guards who were rushing forward. The remaining few people went straight to the convoy and began to search the goods inside one by one.
One after another, the soldiers took out the large wooden boxes from the car, placed them on the ground and opened them.
A large amount of gold and silver, pieces of exquisite jade wrapped in velvet, lacquerware with dazzling patterns, a dozen crystal clear ivory...
Whether it was the soldiers nearby or the onlookers watching in the distance, they were all attracted by it. Only when they checked the twelfth carriage did they find the goods worth tens of thousands.
Accompanied by Duanmu Shuliang's angry scolding in the air, a soldier stretched out his arm with an expression of surprise and reached towards the curtain of the thirteenth carriage.
Suddenly, a sneer was heard, and a dark green sword tip penetrated his solid armor and came out from his back.
Blood-red flowers bloomed on the soldier's chest and back, and blood trickled down. He lost all strength and slowly fell to his knees on the ground, instantly losing his breath.
There is no doubt that there is a warrior hidden in the car. He suddenly takes action and pierces the soldier's heart with a sword.
This person was ruthless and decisive, showing no mercy. Not far away, Zhao Qing, Peng Zhi, the pock-marked young man and others who were watching the progress of the matter were all taken aback.
And at this moment, suddenly, a light blue air mass flew from the distance, passing between the car curtains and the corpses of the soldiers. It moved so fast that it actually caused a strong wind.
Accompanied by the late roaring sound that broke through the air, the curtain covering the front of the car floated high, and a delicate bronze dagger was revealed under the curtain, with bright red bloodstains covering the surface of the blade.
Five slender fingers as white as jade gently pressed on the hilt of the sword, creating a beautiful and picturesque scene. Although only half of the palm was exposed, one could already see the grace of her peerless beauty.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Duanmu Shuliang, who was fighting fiercely with Peng Zhi, roared in fright and anger: "Sword Master Hongshang, Wu Zixu's secret guard!"