Poverty

Chapter 693 Chuzhou City!Eight hundred demon soldiers!Difficulty is imminent!Murong Zhen!
Chuzhou.

This place is the big city of Beifeng County, which is located near the border and has [-] soldiers.

It is guarded by Xu Dian, the righteous son of Zhenbei Hou.

At this time, a person came from afar. It was a handsome young lieutenant with a standard saber on his waist and a crossbow on his back. His body was stained with blood.

He flew over in the dark night, and there were guards on the city wall of Chuzhou. When they saw someone approaching, they immediately raised their swords to warn, and shouted coldly, "Who is it!"

The handsome young lieutenant threw a token on top of the city tower with a very precise force.

His voice was loud and loud: "Baima Camp Captain Hong Qing, quickly open the city gate, I have something important to report!"

The general guarding the city immediately ordered someone to open the city gate after receiving the token and checking that it was correct.

This White Horse Camp is full of dead soldiers who are loyal to the Xu family and possess strange skills.

Hong Qing is good at swordsmanship and lightness kungfu, he comes and goes like the wind, and has developed sword energy.

Taking advantage of the firelight, he also saw Hong Qing clearly.

This Hong Qing is quite well-known in the Baima camp, he is the second son of the Hong family in Beifeng County, a dude
Later, for some reason, he entered the White Horse Camp for a woman.

After many life and death to build military exploits,

His story is also the talk of the soldiers in Chuzhou City after dinner.

Hong Qing flew over and rushed to the camp.

A burly middle-aged general met him.

"Brother Qing, what's going on? Where are the others?"

The middle-aged military general named Zhu Meng was the head general of the White Horse Camp. He was a horse thief in his early years, but he was favored by Xu Dian and joined the White Horse Camp.

Practicing martial arts all over the body, he is also a first-class master in the arena.

"It's not good! The wizard Wang Yuanshu of the King's Court of the Golden Tent came out with a team of demon soldiers, half human, half beast, with infinite strength. The brothers are all folded inside, and there will be actions tomorrow at the latest."

Zhu Meng frowned deeply: "Monster soldier?"

"Those people are terrible. I don't know how they were refined. Even muskets, crossbows, and arrows can't hurt them at all, and sword energy can't hurt their fur.

Daoist Liang used Taoism, but he tried his best, but only injured one demon soldier, but there were 800 demon soldiers in that team! "

Hong Qing said in a deep voice.

Zhu Meng's face was serious.

This Daoist Lianghu is a Maoshan disciple, proficient in Taoism, and many unjust ghosts on the battlefield, or some strange methods of the enemy, can be deciphered in his hands.

Even with such a strong strength, he couldn't even deal with a demon soldier. The opponent's strength was really terrifying.

"If you are found, I'm afraid it won't be until tomorrow, and I'm afraid we will seize the camp tonight."

Zhu Meng said in a deep voice.

He hurried to the camp to report to guard Xu Dian.

Xu Dian is a Confucian general who is not good at martial arts. He is a disciple of the great Confucian King Jingqing.
After understanding the situation, Xu Dian made a decisive decision and immediately ordered people to block the city gate.

"Send someone to ask Zen Master Baoqing to come out."

Xu Dian ordered.

"No, the poor monk has arrived."

A middle-aged monk came out in response, wearing cassock, holding a Zen stick, and a pair of eyes shining in the dark night.

Zen Master Baoqing is a master in the later stage of Yinshen, he has cultivated the Vajra Dharma, and he is the number one master in Chuzhou City.

After hearing this, he frowned.

"Using living people to refine monster soldiers is against the peace of heaven. I am afraid that more than ten times as many people will die because of this."

"Wang Yuanshu deserves to die."

Zen Master Baoqing said in a deep voice.

"Wang Yuanshu is also a decent disciple of a famous school, but he is willing to be obscene, treason for glory,

Now that he has trained another [-] demon soldiers, if he had the chance, he would personally kill this person! "Xu Dian said in a deep voice.

He is not a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, but a Confucian disciple who kills enemies with a word of demons.

"By the way, Hong Qing said that there is a strange man in the enemy's barracks. He has four arms and can't see his face clearly, but he seems to be dressed as a Central Plains man." Zhu Meng said.

When Xu Dian and Zen Master Baoqing heard the words, their expressions suddenly became solemn.

"It's Murong Zhen, a master of the Murong clan." Zen Master Baoqing said solemnly.

"Murong Zhen is here, I'm afraid other masters in the Wang court will also rush over." Xu Dian said slowly.

This Murong Zhen is the top expert in the royal court of Saibei.

There is the blood of a great demon in his body, he can not die by beheading, and his power is infinite.

Even Zen Master Baoqing may not be his opponent.

Once Zen Master Baoqing is entangled and the enemy has a few more masters, the city of Chuzhou will be in crisis tonight.

Xu Dian ordered the whole city to be on guard, and at the same time ordered people to ask for help.

This time, the Royal Court of Saibei seems to be making a big move, which should not be underestimated.

On the tower, Xu Dian, Zen Master Baoqing, and several generals stood on it.

Xu Dian looked stern.

Zen Master Baoqing looked far away: "If the eight hundred demon soldiers are really as strong as Hong Qing said, tonight may be a catastrophe."

He knew Liang Hu's strength, the peak of Qi training.

If he can only deal with one demon soldier, and he is entangled by this Murong Zhen, Chuzhou City will be in danger!

With such a big move by the Royal Court of Northern Saibei tonight, I am afraid that the people of Chuzhou City will not be spared, and the entire Chuzhou City will be reduced to scorched earth.

The appearance of Murong Zhen and the hidden masters of Saibei Wangting made the hearts of Xu Dian and Zen Master Baoqing heavy.

Zen Master Baoqing's body was full of Buddha's light, and he looked into the distance.

After a long silence, he slowly looked away.

"Master, how are you?" Xu Dian asked from the side.

"Here we come." Zen Master Baoqing said in a deep voice.

He has Buddhist supernatural powers, and he sensed a soaring demon energy from afar.

Even with his peak Yinshen cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little startled.

……

Outside Chuzhou City,

on a plain,
brilliance flashes,

A figure emerged.

This is a young man carrying a flower basket.

There is a sword box behind the young man, and an ancient sword hangs on his waist.
The appearance is unremarkable, and it belongs to the kind that will be ignored at a glance in the crowd.

In a flash of light, the young man turned into a handsome young Taoist priest,

The facial features are sharp and angular, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there is an aura of exiled immortals.

"Where is this?" Li Yanchu was stunned for a moment, looking at the surrounding plain.

He is quite familiar with the vicinity of Weicheng, but he is a little unfamiliar with such a plain.

"Sure enough, every cave has a bit of a hole, and I was expelled, and I was sent to such a place at random?"

Li Yanchu was a little thankful that he didn't wait outside the paradise.

Otherwise, if I foolishly wait for others to come out, I am afraid that no one will be seen by then.

He glanced at the flower basket in his hand, lifted the cloth on it and found a smear of brilliance blocking it.

He immediately poured his mana into his eyes and looked over, and the brilliance slowly dissipated.

At first glance, Li Yan saw that there was nothing in the flower basket.

But on closer inspection, there seemed to be something the size of a bean inside.

He looked intently and found that Douzi was actually a living person!
It was Mrs. Sun whom he had met before!
"What kind of magic is this?"

Li Yanchu frowned.

He had heard of the art of turning beans into soldiers, but this supernatural spell seemed to be pushed backwards.

Before he had time to examine it carefully, there was a sharp sound of piercing the air.

He looked up and saw a black spear!
Clang!
He drew out the ancient sword at his waist and cut off the spear with one sword. The spear was completely split by him from the middle, which was extremely neat.

"who?!"

There was a cold shout, Li Yanchu looked intently, and found a large group of people rushing towards him.

The leader was a burly man with five spears standing behind his back, baring his teeth and claws.

(End of this chapter)