Nightwatcher

When everyone's blood was boiling, Xu Qi'an suddenly took down the scroll and said, "Everyone, escort the adults away and don't interfere in the battle."

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heads.

Chen Xiao was in a hurry, "Master Xu, I am willing to fight with you and die without regret."

The imperial guards roared: "I would like to fight with Master Xu, and die without regret."

If you are equipped with cannons and bed crossbows, I don't mind if you help me sweep the formation, but with a small pistol like a military crossbow, how can you fight against other people's big muscles? Xu Qi'an sullenly said:

"This is an order!"

The imperial guards were angry and anxious, not understanding why he gave such an order.

Xu Qi'an was tense, guarding against a sudden attack by two fourth-ranks. Seeing that Chen Xiao still refused to follow orders, he suddenly became angry and said viciously:

"If you stay, you have to die. If you don't leave, I will kill you first."

Chen Xiao understood that Lord Xu insisted on letting them retreat because he was protecting them, and he didn't want to see his brothers sacrifice in vain.

With tears in his eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Xu, you, take care."

The imperial guards also realized what Xu Qi'an meant, and their eye circles immediately turned red.

"Master Xu, I don't thank you for your kindness. If, if I can escape this crisis, I will definitely repay you in the future." Dali Temple Chancellor walked up to Xu Qi'an and bowed deeply.

The two censors bowed and bowed: "Master Xu, take care."

You have used them all, which is rare for a Qingliu like Yushi.

Catcher Chen cupped his hands and didn't speak, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the former two. Behind him, several policemen also bowed their hands with serious faces.

"get out."

Xu Qi'an didn't look at them, and bit the scroll in his mouth again.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha, the two fourth-rank masters, did not stop them, and left the spectators coldly, their eyes locked on Xu Qi'an.

"The energy fluctuations are not strong, and he is not a fourth-rank martial artist. But he is very familiar with the Vajra Divine Art."

Tang Shanjun twisted the dragon's body, inspected it for a moment, and gave his opinion.

"What he is biting is the Confucian book that records spells, and his own combat power has not reached the fourth rank. Heh, when the books are always used up, kill him."

Malzahar, who was covered in black hair, sneered.

Tang Shanjun's abdomen swelled, protruding a "ball", the ball rushed to the mouth of the throat, and suddenly sprayed out.

In an instant, the sticky and smelly "rain" covered the sky and covered Xu Qi'an's radius of tens of meters, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

A brilliant golden elixir rises up, bursting with light, and the sticky, foul-smelling liquid touches its light, and it slaps away without touching a single bit.

thump thump

At this time, Zalmuha took the opportunity to run wildly and charge, his body one foot high bumped into Xu Qi'an, trying to snatch the scroll in his mouth.

"Snapped!"

Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers, igniting the paper held between his fingertips and a black hair in the paper.

Zarmukha, who was running wildly, was stunned, as if hit on the head by a wooden club, and fell to his knees in pain.

Curse killing technique!

Just as Xu Qi'an wanted to take this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, there was a whistling wind in his ears, and Tang Shanjun's dragon head rushed towards him.

The sky and the earth sounded like a sound of torrents, Xu Qi'an flew upside down and embedded in the mountain, falling rocks rolled.

The next moment, he rushed out unscathed, tore off a few pages of paper, held them in his hands, and looked at the two fourth-rank powerhouses with cold eyes.

Apart from the magic book, his strongest attack is "Sword of Heaven and Earth", but due to his own cultivation, it is impossible to break through the physical defense of a fourth-rank master.

On the contrary, it will make yourself into a weak state.

Therefore, in addition to the defense of the Vajra Divine Art, he does not plan to use "Sword of Heaven and Earth", but uses the Confucian magic book to contain the enemy.

But as the two fourth-ranks said, magic books will always be exhausted.

And fourth-rank warriors and monster races are notoriously durable, Xu Qi'an didn't think he could kill people with magic books. Unless he uses the Confucian natal skill: what he says follows the law.

However, the aftereffects of speaking the law were too great. During the battle between heaven and man, he almost lost his soul because of "the soul was ten times stronger". It was Li Miaozhen who helped him bring back his soul.

Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously doesn't have the high-end and high-end skills of summoning souls, calling him to dig a grave is almost as good as Xu Qi'an murmured in his heart.

Therefore, the key to the victory of this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.

Turning her head to take a look, she found that although the woman in the red skirt was at a disadvantage, she was able to hold on to Yang Yan's gun. No matter how Yang Yan stabbed her, she didn't scream and tried her best to deal with it.

There are strong and weak fighters among the fourth rank fighters, but it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while. This woman is not only coquettish, but also more durable than imagined. Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.

Without showing any anxious expression, he spat out the scroll and held it in his hand, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "The spells in the book are indeed limited, but they are enough to deal with the two of you."

While speaking, he tore off another page of paper, burned it up, and ashes wiped the blade of the black gold long knife.

In an instant, the black gold long knife seemed to be endowed with life, and it flew through the air with a "swoosh", flexibly coiled and danced, attacking Tang Shanjun from different angles.

The seventh grade of Taoism is food qi. Taoist priests in this realm can manipulate magic weapons, and their signature technique is flying swords.

Huge body means advantages in strength, but the corresponding disadvantages are also displayed. Apart from shocking the air mechanism to impact the "flying knife", Mr. Tangshan lacks other effective means.

If it's an ordinary weapon, it's fine, it doesn't hurt or itch, but this blade is unparalleled in sharpness, when it cuts on the scales, it hurts incomparably.

call

Zarmuha picked up a boulder and threw it at Xu Qi'an.

Boom boom boom!

Huge boulders came crashing down one after another, Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the boulders like meteors.

Because of the pain caused by the "flying knife", Mr. Tang Shan became angry and fierce. He kept wandering in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an, breaking trees one by one, and boulders rolling down. He became Zalmuha in disguise. weapons.

"boom!"

After a boulder blocked the road, Mr. Tang Shan chased and blocked Xu Qi'an. The huge faucet looked down from a height and made a deafening sound:

"Caught you."

Baizhang's body shrank dramatically, turning into a body two feet long with thick arms, entangled Xu Qi'an.

Taking advantage of the other party's hands and feet being restrained, Mr. Tang Shan opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face, intending to take away or destroy the scroll.

It took a bite, and Xu Qi'an's figure suddenly disappeared, appearing a hundred meters away, raised his hand, and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.

Warlock's teleportation circle.

"What system has the ability?" Tangshan Jun growled.

The cooked duck just flew away, making it almost unable to suppress its own anger, wanting to wreak havoc.

It's so difficult.

The tome in Yinluo's hand contains many spells and covers a wide range, far beyond the imagination of Mr. Tangshan and Zalmuha.

A tome like this is more precious than most magic tools.

What kind of character is he who possesses such a treasure?

Because Xu Qi'an was a martial artist, the two of them didn't think about his identity as a Confucian academy student, guessing that he had another layer of real identity.

Suddenly, the woman in the red dress who was fighting in the distance let out a scream, then left Yang Yan behind and fled to the north.

This is the signal to evacuate.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha glanced at Xu Qi'an unwillingly, and then evacuated with the woman in the red skirt.

Phew, Xu Qi'an let out a sigh of relief as if he had finally left.

If this continues, the "magic book" given to him by the dean Zhao Shou will really be exhausted. Even so, he has used a quarter of it, and his heartache is so painful that he can hardly breathe.

"Wufu is indeed difficult to deal with. Unless there is a huge difference in rank, it is impossible to win or lose in a short period of time. Well, if I am a fourth rank, I may be able to become a maverick martial artist. I will always only use one knife. Either you die or I die"

Thinking in his heart, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan, and said loudly: "Boss, follow the plan, you go to the mission, and I will save the princess."

Yang Yan nodded, hesitated, and responded, "Can you?"

Xu Qi'an grinned and said: "I haven't used the Confucianism's magic tricks yet, I was just warming up, don't worry, boss, don't worry about me.

"With my current level, if I want to leave, a fourth-rank martial artist can't keep me."

His vajra skills and defensive power even surpassed that of an ordinary fourth-rank martial artist.

After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart, "Master, remember when you kill someone, don't destroy the primordial spirit."

The gentle voice of the monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: "The poor monk knows."

Ever since he decided to fight against the Northern Monster Clan last night, Xu Qi'an has been communicating with Shenshu, trying to wake him up, but after repeated attempts to no avail, he shouted from the bottom of his heart in anger:

God special nmsl.

god he woke up

For Xu Qi'an's proposal, Monk Shenshu agreed without hesitation. For monk Shenshu, the blood essence of a fourth-grade master is no different from a great tonic.

There is no such prey on weekdays, and now the opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Even the monk Shenshu was more urgent than Xu Qi'an, if Yang Yan hadn't been there just now, Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha would have been mummified corpses.

"Maybe there are more than three fourth-ranks, they must have helpers, otherwise it would be impossible for Chu Xianglong to escape just now." Xu Qi'an said while tearing off the paper recording the qi-watching technique.

Sneaking into the sky can sometimes be used as a tracking method.

"For the poor monk, the more the better." There was a smile in the gentle voice of the monk Shenshu.

Chu Xianglong ran across mountains and ridges, carrying the fake princess on his back.

He is a master of the fifth grade of energy, and among the generals under King Zhenbei's command, he can only be regarded as an upper-middle level. Of course, leading troops to fight must not be based on personal force.

Chu Xianglong's commanding ability is outstanding and he has rich experience in the battlefield. With an army of 50,000 people, King Zhenbei is more at ease in entrusting the army to him than entrusting it to a fourth-rank martial artist.

"If I escape with the "Concubine", I will definitely become the target of public criticism and become their primary target. When they catch up, I will throw the woman on my back out.

"After they find out that it is fake, at most one person will be assigned to hunt me down, and they will not even hunt down me, but will gather manpower to block the rest.

"If it wasn't for something wrong with my practice, I can run faster. I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while. Xu Qi'an's Vajra Divine Art is not inferior to the fourth-rank in defense. There is no problem with holding it under the hands of the victim for half an hour

"If Xu Qi'an still has the Confucian magic book in his hand, and he can delay it for a while, hey, there are so many of these things, it must be gone. It doesn't matter, as long as I can delay time, I can escape.

"I'm afraid that the members of the mission may be more or less ill, and it doesn't matter if they die. Anyway, they are just insignificant people. How can they be compared with the princess and my life? Especially Xu Qi'an, who opposes me everywhere, and his death is more than justified."

Chu Xianglong, who was running wildly while thinking, suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The instinctive intuition of the warrior made him not need to think, and the miraculous power of Wupin Huajin made him ignore the inertia of running, and sharply jumped to the left, dodging the attack from the air.

Where it was originally standing, a white thread-like object appeared, like a silk ball spit out by a spider.

Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked at the sky, and then his expression suddenly changed.

In the blue sky, a monster that looks like a spider but has two wings flaps its wings and floats in the air.

On its back stood a man wearing a tiger skin, with a tall figure and rough features, a typical appearance of a northerner. But unlike ordinary barbarians, he has a vertical eye on his forehead.

This person is called Sirius, the leader of the Jinmu tribe among the twelve tribes of the barbarians.

The Jinmu tribe is the flying cavalry among the twelve tribes of the barbarians. Every adult tribe has a feathered spider, which is a natural scout.

In the battle with the barbarians, Kanekibe has always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison. As we all know, before the fourth rank, martial artists cannot fly in the air.

And even the fourth rank can only fly in the air for a short time, and the flying height is limited.

However, the real reason for Chu Xianglong's face change was not that he was surprised that the enemy still had a fourth rank, but that there were filaments hanging from the protruding fangs of the feather spider, and at the end of each filament was a A handmaid bound in silk.

The real princess is also among them.

Chu Xianglong thought that the fisherman would benefit from the competition between the mussels and rivers, but in fact the opponent was the praying mantis catching the cicada and the oriole.

Sirius took off the hard bow on his back, pulled out a feathered arrow, and pulled the string, the huge hard bow instantly bent into a full moon.

Amidst the vibrating sound of the collapsing strings, the arrows turned into streamers of light. Chu Xianglong gritted his teeth and raised the woman on his shoulders, using her as a shield.

puff!

The arrow suddenly turned and sank into the soil around him, avoiding the princess.

crash crash

The Sirius with vertical eyes between his brows kept drawing his bow, and the arrows were either straight or turned, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles, but as long as he was cruel to block the princess, the arrows would automatically avoid it.

Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly, not using his eyes to see, but using a warrior's instinct to catch the arrow.

The ground continuously exploded deep pits, which were caused by arrows falling around him. Occasionally, a flying arrow broke through the shield of the princess and shot at him, which only made Chu Xianglong stagger slightly.

But Chu Xianglong felt intense anxiety in his heart.

"Sirius is the fourth rank, and the arrows carry "intelligence". At most ten arrows, my copper skin and iron bones will be broken. defense"

How to do how to do

The development of the situation is out of control, and the real princess has become a turtle in the urn, so he can't escape, because the enemy will no longer divide their troops to hunt down the fleeing maidservants, and turn to surround and kill him with all their strength.

Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw that the dense forest in front of him was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, like snow.

If you look closely, it is actually a bunch of spider silk. These spider silks are non-toxic, but have strong stickiness.

If he broke into it recklessly, his body would definitely be covered with spider silk, and his movements would become sluggish.

Sirius drove me to this side on purpose, he had already prepared a trap. When thoughts flashed, Chu Xianglong found that the left side was the plain and the right side was the mountain range, so he immediately chose the mountain range.

Ignoring inertia, he turned to the left, trying to escape into the mountains.

The best way to deal with flying cavalry is to hide in the dense forest and avoid being watched.

At this time, Wu Fu's dangerous instinct made him catch the arrow predicted by Sirius, and without thinking, he jumped sideways to avoid it.

There were two different sounds, one arrow hit Chu Xianglong's back heart and broke, and the second arrow followed closely behind and shot at the same position.

The second arrow pierced the back of the heart.

"ho ho"

Chu Xianglong is not dead, there is still a glimmer of life.

Sky Wolf controlled the feathered spider to land, walked up to Chu Xianglong, looked at him, and said indifferently: "You are lucky, the two arrows just now were not aimed at you, but you hit them yourself.

"Don't trust Wufu's intuition too much. It can only capture malicious attacks, and only for a moment. At this moment, if there is another attack, it cannot give an early warning."

"All of this was designed by you." Chu Xianglong stared at him firmly, with a face full of unwillingness.

"Isn't it natural for hunters to set traps?" Sirius said indifferently, without any complacency.

He picked up the trembling "Wangfei", returned to Feather Spider, and put her together with other maidservants.

Then he stood beside the feathered spider, stroked its back, and waited silently.

After a quarter of an hour, the woman in the red skirt, the giant Zalmuha, and Tang Shanjun in human form came together, and the three people's soles exploded, propelling them to fly through the sky.

The three settled down not far away.

"You look very embarrassed, the three of them joined forces and didn't kill Yang Yan?" Sirius said expressionlessly.

His gaze paused for a moment on the woman in the red dress, then swept over the waists of the three of them, but Yang Yan's head was not there.

"I stumbled, there is a stubble in the mission." Hong Ling explained with a gloomy face.

"Hard stubble?" Sirius frowned.

"My wound was stabbed by Yang Yan, and the two of them were entangled." Hong Ling snorted.

Sirius cast a questioning look towards Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha.

"A silver gong, its own strength is nothing, but it is protected by the Buddhist Vajra magic power, it seems to be a monk." Zalmuha said.

"He has a Confucian book that records the spells of various systems, which is extremely difficult to deal with. The two of us joined forces and failed to subdue it." Tang Shanjun wearing a black robe has a feminine temperament and his vertical pupils are cold and ruthless.

Sirius nodded, didn't take it to heart, turned to look at the hooded princess, and said: "This is fake, it really should be among these maidservants."

Hong Ling lifted off the veil of the fake princess, revealing a delicate face. The face of this fake princess was pale, with great fear shining in her eyes, and her shoulders trembling.

"Squeaky"

From Hongling's small mouth, a long, forked tongue spit out, licked the cheek of the fake princess, and said with a smile: "Tell me, who is the real princess."

Her voice is soft and charming, but what Da Fengguan said is not standard.

"I, I don't know"

The fake princess was trembling, the blood on her pretty face faded, and she stammered: "I am the maidservant serving the princess, the real, the real princess is not here."

The woman in the red dress sighed, "I'm not satisfied with this answer, so I'll reward you with a kiss."

She lowered her head to hold the lips of the fake princess, and kissed her fiercely in front of the three males.

The eyes of the fake princess suddenly rounded, and her limbs twitched violently, as if she had encountered something extremely painful. Her cheeks shriveled quickly, and her flesh and blood melted away, turning into a skinny mummy.

The woman in the red dress let out a long sigh of satisfaction, her face glowing.

Seeing this scene, the maidservants bound by the spider web turned pale, some trembled convulsively, some collapsed and cried, fearing that it would be their turn next.

The concubine was also among them. She stared blankly at the tragic death of her maidservant, feeling a little envious in her heart while grieving.

Because she knew what the end she was going to face, falling into the hands of the barbarians, death might be a luxury.

No one can save me, no one can save me under the hands of the four strong men from the north, unless Duke Huai comes to see the princess in person, thinking tremblingly.

Finally, I have come to this point. When I left Beijing, I was worried, not only the fear of seeing King Zhenbei, but also the confusion and worry about the way ahead.

Until that day when she saw Xiao Yinluo on the deck, she suddenly felt much more at ease, and felt that the journey would be smooth sailing anyway.

This feeling is very strange. In the final analysis, it is probably because the kid's record is really strong, which makes her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.

Then the official ship was ambushed at Liushitan, and her worry became a reality, and her heart suddenly jumped.

Not long ago, Xu Qi'an was cautiously tested and asked if he would abandon the princess.

At that time, it was the first time she had a weak girl, what kind of mood was she attached to a man.

His answer was disappointing.

Up to now, the princess has given up any hope. In Dafeng, there are only a handful of people who can single-handedly rescue her from the four fourth-rank warriors, no, probably only King Zhenbei.

And he was in the north at this time.

It sounds like the mission seems to be all right, they couldn't do anything about Xu Qi'an, he, he actually forced back two fourth-rank concubines with tears in his eyes, and he felt a little bit of comfort in his heart.

"Vice General Chu, why don't you tell me who is the princess?" Hong Ling carried the dying Chu Xianglong and threw him in front of the maidservants.

Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed over the maidservants, and he grinned: "Who told you that the princess is here? The princess never left Beijing at all, you have been tricked."

The sorrow of the death of the rabbit and the fox surged in the princess's heart. Although this lieutenant general hated him, he was indeed loyal to Duke Huai.

Tang Shanjun said gloomyly: "Then I will eat all these women."

"Eat, eat quickly!"

Chu Xianglong panted heavily and sneered.

The concubine's heart sank, Chu Xianglong wanted her to die, and what Duke Huai could not get, even if destroyed, could not fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.

"He lied."

The voice came from the dense forest, and everyone turned their heads to look. A young man in white came out, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly.

"You came just in time."

"Giant" Zarmukha said in a low voice: "Use your qi-watching technique to see, who is the princess?"

"I can't see it." The warlock in white shook his head.

"A magic weapon that shields the breath?" Sirius was thoughtful.

"Think about it with your brains, how can these vulgar fans compare to the stunning beauty of the princess? She must have carried a magic weapon to shield the breath."

The warlock in white raised his chin, as if disdainful of the IQ of the barbarian and demon masters present, and said with a smile:

"Think about it with your not-so-smart minds, strip off their clothes and jewelry, and you will know who the princess is."

"Good idea!" Hong Ling giggled and said:

"You warlocks are all arrogant and disgusting, but I like your idea very much. Tsk tsk, it is rumored that the princess is the number one beauty in Dafeng, graceful and luxurious, I would like to see, strip her naked, and see what she can do Noble, let's see the difference between her and us vulgar fans."

The princess bit her lips tightly, her eyes desperate.

At this time, another laugh came from a distance, responding to the woman in the red dress:

"Probably, it's the difference between one with diamonds and one with glass?"

Who are Hong Ling, Sirius and the others? Suddenly they turned their heads and saw a young man wearing a mink hat and a long knife in his waist and hips standing in the bushes tens of feet away.

when did he show up?

The moment she saw Xu Qi'an, the princess's dark and moist eyes suddenly lit up with unprecedented light, like stars.

But in the next moment, it turns into anxiety and worry.

What is he here for, to die?

"So it was you."

Hong Ling looked at him suspiciously, then glanced around, and said sweetly: "Where is Yang Yan, where is Yang Yan hiding? You two are really not afraid of death, and you dare to throw yourself into the net."

"Who is he?" Sirius frowned.

"It's the silver gong I mentioned just now. It doesn't have a high level of cultivation, but it is extremely difficult to deal with with the help of Confucian books." Tang Shanjun's pupils were cold, and his tone was cold.

The sky wolf with vertical eyes between his brows smiled and said, "Confucian scrolls are good things. With them, they can play a miraculous effect against the enemy."

The giant Malzaha nodded. He and Mr. Tang Shan had the deepest understanding of this, and their greed was even heavier.

Hong Ling raised her hand, raised three white and tender fingers, licked her lips, and said with a smile: "Deal with him within three breaths, and don't give him a chance to cast spells. Otherwise, even if we grab the Confucian scroll, it won't be enough." .”

Mr. Tang Shan sneered and said, "Whoever beheads will get half of the book."

The giants Malzahar, Sirius, and Hongling nodded slowly, "No problem."

Mr. Tang Shan added sadly: "I don't know if there is any Taoist or wizard's magic to raise ghosts in the scroll. I want to make him into a ghost and torture him with me, so that he will never be reborn forever."

This kid just embarrassed him.

The four masters seemed to be looking at their prey, and it was a rare and desirable prey.

"Don't worry, I'll see what's weird about him first." The warlock in white smiled and said, "If you dare to fight here alone, you must have something to rely on. Perhaps, this is just a clone."

After finishing speaking, he performed the Zhan Wang Qi Technique and looked at Xu Qi'an.

Listening to the conversation of the northern masters, the princess's heart shuddered, and she screamed: "Xu Qi'an, you bastard, you bastard, get out!"

Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.

The warlock in white raised his hands and covered his eyes, and strands of blood oozed from between his fingers.

The princess looked blankly at the warlock in white, not knowing what happened to him.

"Run, run, take, take me to escape together" the white-clothed warlock squeezed out the words through his teeth with all his strength.

Hong Ling, Tang Shanjun, Sirius, and Zalmuha, the faces of the four masters changed drastically.

PS: Thanks to the leader of "MySw" for the reward. There are more scenes in this chapter, and the number of words is too large, so the update is late.