The Warrior Who Crosses the Heavens

Daoguang swept across like a cross!

The Prince Teng saw a blade whistling, and seemed to be devouring himself completely in the jungle of blades, and the boundless fear of death rose in his heart.

Jia Enhou, you want to take my life!

The next moment, a few jingling clangs, brought the prince Teng back from reality to his anger.

Seeing a few hidden weapons under my feet, there was no surprise in my heart.

Dao Guang whistled past him like a pianlian, bringing a cold wind that made him chill.

The master spurred Mercedes and turned his sword into a sky-sword. He would kill all the hidden killers on the spot, but there was no one enemy!

Powerful, it's too powerful!

Looking at the magnificent and invincible style of the grandfather, the prince was in a very complicated mood, his face looked unpredictable, and his heart suddenly felt unwilling.

He is the Beijing Camp Jiedushi!

It is the new leader of the four families!

Why at this moment, the master has become the focus of everyone?

Is that an extraordinary martial art?

Even if martial arts is no matter how strong it is, it is only a martial arts after all.

Thinking of this, Prince Teng's heart was filled with an inexplicable pleasurable feeling, and even most of the bad cards just dissipated. When he looked at the grandeur's grandeur, he was no longer unwilling.

"What are you doing, rushing forward with Lao Tzu!"

The grandfather can't stop the knife, hidden in the dark or the exposed killer. Their strength is naturally a master in ordinary people, but the grandfather is not fart.

Regardless of the eyesight, the speed of the shot, or the control of the shot strength, the grand master of Dandanfeng reached the limit that the human body can reach.

Each blade slashed, regardless of the speed and strength, and the control of the strength, is a little stronger than the attack target, and this little gap is enough to kill the opponent in seconds.

The huge gap in the realm reflects the complete crushing of strength.

Wherever the horse passes, Daoguang is like a crossbow, each knife can take the life of a killer, as easy as killing a chicken and killing a dog.

But after all, the grandfather is only one person, and he doesn't want to expose all his strength, just showing the means of energy is enough to deter the audience.

The rest of the killers saw the master so powerful, dozens of hidden weapons whistling like raindrops, all of them failed in front of the wall composed of Daoguang, and immediately extinguished their desperate efforts with the master.

The grandfather rushed forward, and for a moment he could not find the killer in the area attacked by the sword, and he greeted the dying Beijing camp generals and asked them to cooperate with the battle.

The army is the place to worship the strongest. The strength shown by the grand master is comparable to the legendary general in the mouth of the storyteller. He immediately convinced the surrounding Beijing camp generals. After he was greeted, he immediately followed him. Even the guards of several princes Teng temporarily defected.

With the cooperation of the Beijing camp soldiers, the grandfather took the lead and was invincible in one hand. All the killers encountered were cut down and then taken by the sergeant.

In this way, the grand master brought a ticket to the more and more Beijing camp generals, and Zema walked around the killer village. The sword was invincible to the invincible, and he personally beheaded and killed sixty killers. There are also thirty killers.

After half a day, the fierce shouting and killing gradually weakened, and the killer who dared to shoot boldly was either chopped down by the master or besieged to death by a large number of Beijing camp generals.

At this point, the killer village has completely fallen into the hands of the Beijing camp generals!

But Wang Teng and his generals were not happy at all. The loss of this attack on the killer village was too great.

Four hundred people were killed directly, and more than three hundred were seriously injured. The 3,000 cavalry they brought lost almost a third of their manpower.

If it were n’t for the hinterland of Gyeonggi, or the battlefield where the enemy outside the country coughed, I'm afraid that the three thousand Beijing camp cavalrymen had collapsed.

That's it. At this time, the Beijing camp generals also had low morale, and there was not much joy in victory.

All the generals knew that if it wasn't for the grandfather's sudden shot, he would be invincible, and he would kill all the killers or the captives in the village.

The strength of those killers, all the soldiers see in their eyes, compared to the strongest general in the army may be inferior, but once the assassination of the machine, even the Jingying Jieduo Prince Wang Teng almost overturned, let alone Said the remaining generals.

No matter how old the master's sword was, the nearly as many as ten assassins who had been assassinated had already died. The loss in Beijing Camp was not small this time.

The 3,000 cavalry dispatched this time was the most powerful force in the Beijing camp. As a result, in a village composed of thieves, they encountered a bloodshed, and even killed dozens of brave generals. This loss Really not small.

After the situation was completely stable, the grandfather drew his sword.

"Master Jia is good at martial arts, it is a pity not to come to the army to play!"

Immediately, the captain of the Beijing Camp came up to express his gratitude. His eyes had been staring at the big sword with a small weight, and he was sighed with wonder.

"Heirloom martial arts are nothing!"

The grandfather smiled and said politely: "The masters in the army are like clouds, but there are not a few who are better than some. It is better not to show ugliness with such a little trick!"

In this battle, the grandfather killed him vividly and had a clear understanding of his strength at this time.

As long as you don't meet the two masters of Dao Buddha, or the strongest hidden power of the Royal Family, his strength at this time can completely take the world by storm.

Of course, this is only the case when encountering normal humans. If you accidentally run into some spiritual event, things will really be hard to say.

"Sure enough, it is a goalkeeper!"

The captain admired, and couldn't hide the envy in his eyes.

It is a pity that the master has such a good skill, but it is because he has no way to join the army because of his family.

When it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

The prince was as dark as a black face, came over under the close protection of his guard, and saw the grandfather's eyes brighten, and laughed: "Enhou has a good skill, thanks to the former life-saving grace!"

"You're welcome!"

The grandfather waved his hand and smiled, "If something really happens, our few in Beijing will really be completely marginalized!"

This is very meaningful!

The prince moved slightly, and his heart seemed to understand why Master Tong, a prefecture in Zhizhou, was always dangling around, but this one really thought so, and it was hard to say anything else.

"Sir, the last thieves are all retired into the yard here!"

Without waiting for Wang Teng to continue to ponder on the intentions of the grand master, a Beijing camp general came to the horse to sue: "It seems to be the leader of the thief!"

"Is it?"

The Prince Teng followed the guidelines and saw a yard surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, and a sneer appeared on his face, commanding: "Let the brethren work harder and seize the leader of the thief to reap the reward!"

I just hadn't waited for the soldiers in Jingying to do anything. The yard suddenly burst into flames, rolled up the turquoise and black pungent smoke, and the surrounding soldiers suddenly felt depressed and abruptly fell into the ground, and the foam on the corner of the mouth was very white It's almost gone.

"No, the smoke is poisonous, everyone spreads out quickly and hides from the wind!"

Seeing that the Beijing camp surrounding the courtyard fell into pieces, the master sucked a little smoke, his face suddenly shouted, and at the same time he took the reins of the horse under the prince's seat and ran directly to the upper edge of the other side of the courtyard. Then let go.

With the reminder of the grand master, the Beijing camp generals who had been around the hospitalized residents smashed away, one after another, scared and frightened. They never expected that the thief leader had such a vicious trick.

"Heartbroken, a bunch of heartbroken assholes!"

The prince was so angry that he saw a few dozen soldiers who had just been poisoned, but felt his mouth full of bitterness and depression and almost vomited blood.

This bastard's **** killer, the means turned out to be so vicious, watching the billowing smoke rising from the raging fire, feeling cold and cold.

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"Fortunately, this poisonous smoke must be inhaled in large quantities to cause death, and then it is unthinkable!"

The old man quilted his eyes and looked at the poisonous blue and black smoke column coldly: "But still have to listen to the outsiders, don't stand directly in the downwind, lest there be any accident!"

The prince had a somber look, and hurriedly drew his men to pass the order on guard, staring at the burning yard, and resentfully said, "The cheap thief leader, or they have to be ridiculed!"

"They're afraid they might run away!"

The old man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of something in a hurry and reminded the prince: "Let the soldiers outside the village guard the ditch, and no one is allowed to leave!"

"Enhou, you mean ..."

Prince Teng's face changed, his voice was dumb, and his complexion could not be described with ugliness.

"Be careful not to make a big mistake, let people watch the fire here, don't let the house next to it be lit too!"

The old man turned his horse and ran away toward the village, but his voice was clearly transmitted to the prince's ear: "You can't relax your vigilance outside, no one knows if there is any authenticity underground!"

It turned out that he was really guessed. Soon after, a patrol sergeant reported that he found a deep pit containing only one person under a haystack on a field raft outside the village.

They sent people into the deep pit to investigate, but came out of the yard cellar that had been burned to white ground by the fire.

It seems that the killer leader has indeed fled!

"Check, check me hard!"

The prince was violently throbbing at the news, and his heart was cold. If he couldn't catch the killer leader this time, it would be difficult to explain to him today.

However, the result of a strict investigation was nothing ...