Taiping Inn

It was already nearing April, the days were getting longer and the dawns were earlier.

The gates of Langya Prefecture opened at the beginning of the Chen hour and closed at the end of the Shen hour. Although there were soldiers guarding and checking, pedestrians were not prohibited from passing through. Only when officials of the third rank or above entered or left, other people would be temporarily prohibited from entering or leaving, and the ban would be lifted after the official carriage and guards passed by.

At three quarters after the Chen hour, the soldiers of the governor's office at the front gate began to evacuate people in and out, and the governor and the provincial governor also brought their subordinates to welcome them here. When the people saw this posture, they knew that the governor had returned.

About half an hour later, a group of horses approached with a cloud of dust not far away. Qin Daofang's new guard commander led 400 horses in front, followed by the governor's carriage surrounded by people, followed by another 400 horses, and then the carriages of several clerks of the governor's office, and behind them was a large group of infantry responsible for the rear guard.

When they arrived at the front gate, the commander of the personal guards and all the personal guards dismounted.

Then the governor's carriage slowly stopped, and two attendants helped Qin Daofang down from the carriage. His leg injury had not yet healed. With the help of his attendants, he limped over.

The governor smiled and accompanied Qin Daofang to the sedan chair, and personally opened the curtain of the sedan chair. Qin Daofang lowered his head and got in. The sedan chair was immediately lifted up and walked towards the city gate. Then the personal guards of the governor's office followed closely and walked into the city gate.

At this time, in a dense forest about five miles outside the city, nearly a thousand cavalrymen stopped and hid in the dense forest.

The leader was none other than Tang Wenbo, the second-in-command of the Baiyang headquarters of the Qingyang Cult. He was no longer dressed like a young man, but was wearing a bright silver armor. He sat on a snow-white jade lion. This horse was a famous horse from the Western Regions. It was snow-white from head to toe, without any other colors. It was said to be able to travel a thousand miles a day, and was the best among horses.

The three brothers of the Tang family, General Tang Zhou of Heaven had no children, General Tang Han of Humanity had not married yet and was still alone, and only General Tang Qin of Earth had a son, Tang Wenbo. Therefore, Tang Wenbo was very important in the Qingyang Cult. No matter which headquarters they were from, they had to give this young man some face. There were even rumors in the Qingyang Cult that the three headquarters of the Qingyang Cult would work together in the future, and the three generals would be regarded as the three founders of the religion, and this young man Tang would be the first generation of the future leader.

Because of this, Tang Wenbo could calmly dispatch the troops of Qingyang and Baiyang. At this time, the nearly 1,000 cavalrymen were the elite of Qingyang Sect. They were certainly not enough to attack the city, but as long as they entered the city, they would be invincible.

Sitting on his horse, Tang Wenbo had already begun to imagine the scene of attacking the city. As long as he took down Langya Mansion and captured Qin Daofang, the overall situation of Qizhou would be in his hands. By then, his father would be crowned as a king, and he would be the crown prince. After contacting his uncle and third uncle, several states would be in his hands.

As for Qin Daofang, he would certainly not hurt his life, but send him back to the Qin family in Liaodong. In this way, the dignified "Heavenly Sword" Qin Qing would have no reason to intervene and provoke trouble.

While thinking about these, suddenly a black-armored knight with murderous aura came from outside the forest, shuttled through the forest as if walking on flat ground, and then suddenly stopped not far from Tang Wenbo. The warhorse neighed, stood up, and turned around on the spot.

Then the knight turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee and reported: "My lord, there is a man outside the forest. He seems to be a master. He is not a good person."

Tang Wenbo frowned and said to his left and right: "Go and kill him. Do it cleanly and don't cause trouble."

There were two masters of the Xiantian realm on Tang Wenbo's left and right. After responding to the order, although they were wearing armor, they still flew up from the horse's back, stepped on the trunks in the forest and jumped lightly, and flew out of the forest.

Tang Wenbo raised his head and looked up through the gaps between the branches and leaves. The sunlight cut into pieces by the leaves and branches fell down, illuminating the dust in the air, and then fell to the ground, turning into pieces of golden flares.

At the same time, two Xiantian Realm masters had already come to the outside of the forest and met the young man dressed as an ordinary rich man.

Xiantian Realm is different from Xiantian Realm. Not to mention the two realms of "Kunlun" and "Yuxu", whether there are treasures in hand is also closely related to whether the method learned is superior. At the beginning, Hu Liang was able to split the water with a knife and cause the two warships to collide. In addition to his own Xiantian Realm being unusual, it was also closely related to the "Grand Master" in his hand.

These two Xiantian Realm masters are naturally not comparable to Hu Liang, let alone Li Xuandu.

One of them was less thoughtful and calculated, and did not notice that his companion was quietly lagging behind him by half a body. He fought with Li Xuandu first, but just a face-to-face encounter, and he did not even see how Li Xuandu attacked. He only felt a pain in his chest and fell backwards. Li Xuandu's "Wuji Jin" directly injured his ventricle. He was dying and could not survive.

The other man was shocked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. He could only bite the bullet and draw his sword like drizzling pear blossoms. Each sword stabbed at Li Xuandu's vital points, back and forth, dazzling people, and dozens of swords were stabbed in an instant. It was just a pity that every time the tip of the sword was an inch away from Li Xuandu's body, it was blocked by Li Xuandu's body-protecting aura and could not move forward any further, so these dozens of swords were in vain. Then, he was hit in the chest by Li Xuandu's "Splitting Palm" palm wind, and his lungs were immediately injured. Fortunately, he had been prepared and protected his heart meridians, so his life was not in danger, but he also coughed up blood, which was extremely terrifying.

The instant defeat of the two innate masters made the Qingyang Cavalry in the forest feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Immediately, a knight went to report to Tang Wenbo who was deep in the forest. Tang Wenbo frowned and was about to order the cavalry to rush out of the forest where they were hiding, but Li Xuandu had already entered the forest.

The dense forest was an excellent hiding place, but it also became the biggest limitation at this time. Cavalry is a sharp weapon on the battlefield. Its greatest function is to charge in formation, but there are so many trees in the forest that even if there are gaps, they can only ride slowly on horseback, or ride fast on horseback. It is impossible to charge in a large scale in an organized manner. At the same time, many trees also limit the use of bows and crossbows, which makes nearly a thousand elite cavalry tied up and unable to display their skills.

On the other hand, Li Xuandu found this place to be his greatest convenience. The forest could stop the cavalry, but it could not stop him.

Li Xuandu was seen shuttling through the forest like a fish. Wherever he passed, someone would fall off his horse in response, either dead or injured.

In just a few breaths, more than ten people fell off their horses.

Although more than ten people are nothing compared to nearly a thousand people, if Li Xuandu continues to kill like this, the morale of the army will be dispersed.

Next to Tang Wenbo was a thin old man with two rat whiskers. He was wearing a robe from the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, but his appearance was ugly and his eyebrows and eyes were shifty. He couldn't support the style of the robe, which seemed a little empty and even more wretched.

The old man twisted a strand of beard and said, "Sir, this man wants to block us in the forest with his own people so that he can slowly eat us away. In my opinion, we can't get entangled with him for too long. We should let the brothers rush out of the forest first regardless of casualties. It will take at most a quarter of an hour. How many people can he kill in this time?"

Tang Wenbo nodded and waved his hand and said, "Charge."

The large group of cavalry lurking in the forest began to move out slowly. In an instant, Li Xuandu turned into a reef facing the tide. Although he could stand still, he could not stop all the tides.

However, Li Xuandu had expected this. He stretched out his hand to dodge a knight's spear, raised his arm, and then took a step forward and threw the iron spear in his hand.

There was a "whoosh" sound that pierced the eardrums. The iron spear cut through the sky. Wherever the spear tip went, layers of ripples of energy were rippling, and it instantly penetrated several large trees and pointed directly at Tang Wenbo, who was wearing very distinctive armor and riding a horse.