Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 183 [Death of King Jing'an] (Addition )
The wind rises and falls, and the smoke curls up.

On the official road, there are potholes in a bad shape, and the stumps left by the burning reeds are everywhere.

The light rain pattered, and although the fire was slowly extinguished, many places were still burning.

Bodies are also burning.

The weapon is stuck in the soil, swearing its indomitableness, but unfortunately the master has died in battle.

The battle flags are crooked, many of them have been ignited by flames, and the handwriting pattern is also unclear.

A silent and murderous air filled the world.

This is the battlefield after the Great War.

Xu Qianqiu ordered Shu Shu to carefully put away the three talismans and the red armor, and put them on the carriage.

Walking to Wang Mingyin's corpse, squatting down, looking at the finger-sized bloody hole between the eyebrows, he said coldly:
"I have no grievances or enmities with you, but if a murderer is killed, I can only blame you for being inferior to others. On the road to Huangquan, go all the way."

One of the top ten masters in the world fell in this reed marsh battle, and died.

In terms of realm martial arts, Wang Mingyin is still above Wu Liuding, unfortunately, he is too proud.

Before he fought with all his strength, he died under his fingers.

Therefore, the battle between the two is not as exciting as the battle between Li Chungang and Wu Liuding.

Since then, the position of the top ten masters in the world has been vacant, and in the rivers and lakes, it is unknown what kind of bloody storm will be caused.

The generation of warriors, for the sake of fame and fortune, is eager to move, even if it is a life-and-death struggle, they have to rank one, two, three, and compete to see who is better.

The soft golden sword looked pretty good, but unfortunately, it was broken every inch of it and it was extremely difficult to restore it.

Walking to the side of the carriage, he stretched out his hand to lightly touch the center of Jade Bird's eyebrows, it has gradually stabilized, and it is estimated that he will wake up in a short time, so he is finally relieved.

Turn around and roll their names respectively, Shu Xiu, Lu Qiantang, and Yang Qingfeng.

The three of them stepped forward, puzzled in their hearts, not knowing why His Royal Highness was so solemn, and there was a bit of fear and awe in their expressions.

Xu Qianqiu looked at the three of them one by one, and said: "From now on, the three of you will follow the second son Xu Fengnian around, only obey his orders, and do your best to help him sit on the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned, and they all turned to look at the second son Xu Fengnian.

On the side, Xu Fengnian's heart shook, and he said softly:
"Brother, is this wrong?
The three of them are bodyguards specially selected by Xu Xiao for you. They have their own strengths in martial arts level, and they are one of the few masters even in the Jianghu.

Now you give people to me, what do you do yourself? "

Xu Qianqiu smiled, didn't take it seriously, and said: "There are assassins who are capable of killing me, and they can't stop them."

The three followers smiled awkwardly, it was true.

"See Second Young Master!"

Since it was Xu Qianqiu's order, the three of them naturally did not dare to disobey. At that moment, Qi Qi clasped his fists and saluted Xu Fengnian.

If it were in the past, the three of them might be somewhat reluctant, but after today's battle, their understanding of the world's number one dude has greatly changed.

While he was still wondering about the goal of the martial arts leader, the ground trembled again.

Several people's expressions suddenly changed!

The people present, except for that old sword god Li, have no combat power to speak of.

If another troops charged, even Li Chungang who was present would not escape death.

Senhan sword halberd, black heavy armor.

It's Qingzhou heavy cavalry!

And there are quite a few.

Although it is less than , it is better than .

Supported by heavy armor, the leader is a man wearing a big yellow python robe.

Beside him, a majestic and fierce general was wearing the mid-autumn armor, holding a silver-white pear blossom gun in his hand, with red tassels, majestic and majestic.

The general said a few words to the man in the boa robe, and came riding alone.

Xu Qianqiu frowned slightly, without further ado, stretched out his hand, and a dilapidated spear flew from the ground, holding it in his hand, turned on his horse, and charged forward with the gun.

A hundred steps away, the military commander seemed to feel the killing intent, suppressed the intention of underestimating the enemy in his heart, calmed down, and responded with all his strength.

In his opinion, one shot can kill the white-clothed boy and take him off the horse.

If it hadn't been for King Jing'an's order not to kill anyone, he would have taught this Northern Liang son a lesson.

If it weren't for the protection of an expert around him, how could this young master be still alive in such a tragic battlefield.

Fifty steps!
Twenty steps!
The military commander saw that this guy was coming more fiercely, and he had no intention of talking to him at all. He felt resentful and didn't know what was good or bad!
With a flick of the wrist, Hongtao spun, and the spear stabbed out.

Don't take his life, but it won't affect the removal of an arm!
The silver-white long spear pulled out a beautiful spear flower in the air, attracting applause from the heavily armored cavalry behind him.

Finally meet.

moment!

In the hands of the young man in white, there are many phantoms of the dilapidated spear, and the phantoms are overwhelming.

Suddenly proud, the phantom returned to one place, and the lightning stabbed.

The two riders passed each other.

The dilapidated spear pierced through the thick armor, pierced through the chest, flew away with one shot, and penetrated far into the ground of the reeds.

The spear was inserted into the ground, and the corpse hung upside down.

Beckoning, fetching objects from the air, a long spear flew over again.

Pointing the spear in his hand at the dragon mang man, he said sternly: "Uncle Jing'an, such a big show is just to send my nephew thousands of miles away, it really is a deep feeling."

A white horse, a white robe, holding a spear, can talk and laugh freely in front of thousands of horses and horses. Such a boldness has attracted the attention of all Qingzhou cavalry.

Looking at the corpse hanging upside down on the broken spear, my heart trembles!

That general was one of the top three brave fighters in Xiangfan City, and he was shot to death in a single encounter. One can imagine the shock.

When going out today, King Jing'an was wearing a dragon-yellow python robe with five claws in Jiangya sea water, which was noble in color.

Compared with the blue and white two-color python robe medicine, it is one level higher.

As far as the python robe alone is concerned, it is half a rank higher than King Guangling.

He slowly raised his hand, and the three thousand cavalry stomped heavily, shouting in unison, resounding through the sky.

With a gesture forward, the word "kill" blurted out.

When King Jing'an came here, from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of talking to Xu Qianqiu.

It's not necessary.

A secret message came from the palace to ambush Xu Qianqiu in Luweidang, only success is allowed and failure is not allowed.

Ignoring the more than corpses around him, in this man's heart, nothing is more important than King Jing'an's succession at this moment.

Looking at Xu Qianqiu, it was like looking at a dead person, and calmly said:
"The Dragon King of Qingzhou colluded with the prince of Beiliang and led an army of . He wanted to raise troops to rebel, but he was surrounded by me in the reed marsh, and wiped out all of them. Put down the rebellion, kill!"

In Xiangfan City, there is tenderness and tenderness, testing each other, and at this moment, the tricks are full of blood.

King Jing'an, who had been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for more than ten years, finally showed his true colors at this moment, and the uncontrollable hostility in his heart exploded, as fierce as before, without any reduction.

When the word kill fell, it stopped abruptly.

Everything seems to freeze at this moment.

A dagger pierced through the chest.

King Jing'an's eyes widened, and he turned to look at the person beside him in disbelief.

That is his most trusted and only trusted confidant, how is this possible...

How can it be!

"You, what are you..." Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The scar-faced general in black heavy armor pulled out the dagger abruptly, and stabbed it hard three more times.

Blood spurted out.

(End of this chapter)