Chapter seven hundred and seventy third dragon and tiger gathering
Some people were confused, some were shocked, and some were surprised and panicked.
Nowadays, most of the people in the world present on Fengyundu are people who have traveled all over the world.
Although I don’t understand what Jin dialect means, it is not too difficult to distinguish Jin dialect from Turkic dialect.
Regarding the intensive shouting on the official road and in the wilderness in the north, most people immediately recognized that these words were the language of the Jin people.
Who would come shouting the words of the Jin Kingdom at this time? There is no doubt that 70% of them are from the Jin Kingdom.
The people belonging to Mr. Liu's side immediately became excited.
Even the Kingdom of Jin has come to help. It is difficult to resolve the crisis in today's situation.
As long as we work together to kill all the ordinary masters in the imperial court, what's the problem even if these innate masters and half-step innate masters with strong martial arts are left?
They may be able to fight one against a hundred without falling behind, but what about a thousand masters? What about ten thousand masters?
The only reason Liu Dashao's men thought this way was because of the well-known complicated relationship between their master Liu Mingzhi and Queen Jin.
Even if he is not a helper, he is definitely not an enemy.
Compared with Liu Mingzhi's team, the Shadow Master, Lao Zhou and others felt their hearts sinking, and their expressions gradually became gloomy.
Because they think exactly the same as their opponents.
With the relationship between King Bingjian and the Golden Empress, these Jin people are definitely not here to help the Dalong court!
As everyone guessed, clearly identifiable white shadows flew into the battlefield, waving their weapons to help the two secret agents under Liu Mingzhi's command. The disciples of the Wu League started killing Spy Shadow's men.
Their actions showed their intentions, which greatly increased the morale of the two secret agents and the disciples of the Wu League. Three or five masters of the imperial court surrounded them and strangled them.
The saying that many ants kill an elephant is also vividly displayed at this moment.
It must be said that the 5,000 spy agents brought by the film master are all top-level three-level masters, but facing enemies several times their own, they can only fight hard and hard.
At this moment, the shadow master, who was wandering around under the killing moves of Brother Liu and his sister, no longer doubted that King Bingjian had already known about today's attack and killing at Fengyundu.
Otherwise, why would there be so many good players coming one after another, batch after batch, to Fengyundu, which no one cares about in the cold winter months?
Even the troops from the Kingdom of Jin crossed the Shanhaiguan Pass to come to the rescue. How many back-ups did King Bingjian arrange?
What makes the film owner even more suspicious is that since King Bingjian had already known that the imperial court might take action against him, why did he continue to lead 3,000 soldiers and horses to Beijing in danger?
But any normal person knows that this trip will be clouded with clouds and changes, and he will not put himself in danger.
However, instead of doing this, King Bingjian, who was smarter than normal people, did the opposite and braved the murderous intent brought by the court to the capital day and night in the wind and snow.
Is it really, as Brother Zhou said, because the Queen Mother's decree failed?
Alas, if I had known that King Bingjian had already prepared a complete plan, I would rather disobey the order and bring more spies under his command.
I thought that five thousand men and horses could guarantee that this attack would be foolproof, but I didn't expect that such a big change would happen.
If King Bingjian were allowed to escape back to northern Xinjiang, the world would be in chaos.
Naturally, Liu Mingzhi didn't know the complicated mood of the film owner at this moment, so he had a faint smile on his face.
Smelly girl, you really haven’t forgotten what dad said.
She is worthy of being my father’s little lover in his previous life and his little cotton-padded jacket in this life!
However, when Young Master Liu was happy, he was inevitably distracted by his moves. The quick-thinking and sharp-eyed Shadow Master instantly seized the opportunity and slashed diagonally towards Liu Mingzhi's neck with his sword.
The sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring gathered on the Yanling Saber, and its momentum was so powerful that it created the world.
"Brother, be careful!"
In the midst of lightning and flint, out of instinct, Liu Mingzhi blocked the sword at his vital point, turned over and withdrew from the shadow master's unstoppable sword.
There was a tooth-aching squeaking sound.
Yan Ling Dao paused slightly under the obstruction of Liu Xuan's fine steel soft sword, and then twisted the hundred-refined fine steel soft sword into several pieces and scattered them on the snow, and then all the remaining swords were chopped at the Tianjian Sword.
On top of his body, he moved downwards and tore Liu Mingzhi's already tattered dragon robe into pieces again, revealing the bright silkworm soft armor inside.
The menacing Yan Ling knife did not break through the silkworm's soft armor because of Liu Xuan's obstruction, but the strong energy on the knife knocked Liu Mingzhi away. The movement was far more dazzling than Liu Mingzhi's speed with the help of his internal strength.
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"Brother!"
Liu Xuan called out to her brother worriedly. Seeing that the shadow master wanted to continue to pursue the victory, she threw the sword hilt in her hand and took advantage of the situation to draw a soft whip and wrap it around the shadow master's waist.
The film owner's trend stopped for an instant, and he looked fiercely at the owner of the soft whip, Liu Xuan, behind him.
"Get away!"
A sword slashed directly towards the door in front of Liu Xuan.
Knowing that she couldn't resist, Liu Xuan immediately let go of the soft whip in her hand, rolled away to one side, and barely managed to avoid the Shadow Master's sharp knife.
The shadow master who lost his restraints continued to fly towards Liu Mingzhi's figure rolling on the ground.
The Shadow Master, who thought he was finally going to succeed, suddenly felt a blast of energy coming toward him.
However, the shadow master did not dodge and continued to attack Liu Mingzhi, who was lying motionless on the ground. He actually planned to withstand this overbearing blow and kill Liu Mingzhi.
However, another sharp blast of energy struck towards the Shadow Master, who had no choice but to stop his actions and fly away.
If he withstands an attack from an equally skilled opponent, he will be seriously injured but his life will not be in danger. As long as he succeeds, there is no problem in leading many of his spies to evacuate.
However, he could resist two innate auras without dodging and still remain unscathed. He was really not that conceited.
The sharp figure stopped.
The film owner's eyes swept towards the two figures in front of Liu Mingzhi, with resentment in his eyes.
"Eight-armed Arhat Huigang, Yunzhong Yanchang Kunlun, you two treasonous and bereaved dogs who surrendered to the enemy still dare to come back!
As long as you don't interfere in today's matter, I guarantee that the evil deeds you committed in Dalong in the past can be forgotten."
Dozens of steps away from the film owner, a middle-aged monk wearing a bamboo hat, a simple monk's robe, and holding a Vajra magic wand, and an old man wearing a fur coat and holding two short knives both looked back at the person lying on the bed.
Liu Mingzhi, who was panting heavily in the snow, breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to the aggrieved film owner.
"Amitabha! Huigang is polite!"
The middle-aged monk looked calm and bowed gently to the film owner.
The old swordsman glanced at the film owner angrily: "Back then, the two old friends Hai and Mao chased me for nine days and nine nights and forced me to the outside of the customs. You can just forget about it.
How generous."
"It was you who violated the contract and interfered with the court's affairs first. The court cannot be blamed for this!
Many years have passed since the past, let’s talk about it later, how about giving me some face and letting me finish the order I received first?”
"Amitabha!"
"You have a destiny on your body, and I and Brother Huigang also have a destiny on you. I'm sorry that it's hard for you to obey your destiny!"
"Then let me meet the real chapter! Thunder King, you have your hands free to kill King Bingjian."
The film owner knew that a peaceful solution was impossible, so he could only carry the Yanling knife and fly towards Renren.