Lord of Time!

Chapter 136 The ten directions are all destroyed, one word flies the snake

Chen Ping snapped his fingers.

Receive the sword, smash the sword, and punch out with a backhand.

He sat on the horse with his back straight, and he didn't twist his waist.

The fist was clenched, as if it was a random blow, but the wind was howling all around, the front of the fist was in front of it, and the air exploded like thunder...

The air wave roared violently, piercing through in fan-shaped ripples, completely enveloping the old man.

Immediately, Wu Changshui wanted to let go of the long sword and use it to fly back.

As soon as he was pressed by the fist wind, he felt short of breath and stared at his eyes.

Not only could he not retreat, but it was like a huge sucking black hole appeared in front of him, and his body uncontrollably rushed towards the face of the fist.

"Do not……"

He could no longer control the fear in his heart and screamed out.

Wu Changshui knew that it was because the opponent's fist was too strong and fast, causing the air in front of him to burst into nothingness, so that it collapsed inward, forming an airflow and binding the body.

If you can't break free, you can only block it hard.

If you can't stop it, you can only die.

"Boom..."

Like a hammer hitting a drum.

When the fist touched Wu Changshui's body, there was an extremely dull cracking sound.

The body of the old man floating in mid-air was already torn apart, and sprayed forward.

"At the early days of Qi Xiu, you know that I personally beheaded the blood-eyed assassin Huanxinjian in the government office, and you dare to block the way to assassinate him. I don't know who gave you the courage?"

Chen Ping sneered.

The Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall is against the Huren masters of the Northern Zhou Dynasty again.

Of course, it is impossible not to ask who are the masters on the other side.

It will not be left behind, the old servant who has followed Wu Changxing for 30 years in the prefect of Wu Tong.

Chen Ping killed the blood-eyed assassin, shattered Wu Tongzhi's plan, and even claimed the position of captain of Xuanwuwei in name, which undoubtedly stabbed Wu Changxing in the heart and gouged out another piece of flesh.

Regardless of whether the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty made a move or not, Wu Tong knew that they would definitely make a move.

It is impossible for him to lose all his "chips" little by little.

Therefore, it is reasonable to send Wu Changshui to take action.

Unexpectedly, they probably never thought about how strong Chen Ping was.

Innate and innate are different, what's more, Chen Ping was not innate before the blood-eyed assassin Huanxinjian...

It is inevitable that people will misjudge and underestimate.

They not only underestimated Chen Ping's strength, but also underestimated Chen Ping's vision.

As a result, Wu Changshui pretended to be an innocent civilian, not only did not have the effect of a surprise attack, but instead sent himself to the tiger's mouth.

After receiving a punch, he was immediately smashed to pieces.

"Good punch."

There was a cheer from the side, and there was another "crack, bang, bang" applause.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked around, and saw a middle-aged burly man pretending to be where the blood splattered here and there. He didn't pretend any more, but slowly stood up straight.

When this person bowed his waist and probed his hands to act, he couldn't see anything, but now he stood up and looked up, and he could see something extraordinary.

He is 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and round waist.

A shaggy beard fluttered like a lion's mane, his eyes were like copper bells, and his words were full of air, which made the ears of everyone around them itchy, looking very majestic.

There was also a broad-backed square-headed broadsword stuck behind his back, he took the knife in his hand, and swiped it casually twice, the whistling of the knife was dull.

"Shifang Martial Arts, Xu Baxian."

Chen Ping said coldly.

This guy is even more famous than Han Wushang, and he is the owner of Shifang Martial Arts Hall, the first of the four major martial arts halls in Xingqing Mansion.

One hand with ten square swords and Miedu palm, can be called the double master of sword and palm.

The 72 under the door have passed on all of them to become talents.

When the little blue bird flew over the Wu Mansion that day, Chen Ping had seen this person by the side of the Thirteenth Prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

At this time, as soon as he felt the aura of the other party, he felt that the energy was surging, and the evil spirit rushed to his face.

Obviously, this person is not some martial arts instructor who only knows how to teach his disciples...

Before opening the martial arts gym, he must have waded through the sea of ​​swords and blood. There are not thousands of lives under his hands, but there are always hundreds.

"I originally thought that if we are both from the Central Plains, even if we can't fight against the enemy, we can't be a good person and not be a good person, but we want to be a barbarian dog."

No matter what the reason was, coming to intercept and block him at this time must have been ordered by the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

I just don't know why the experts from the barbarians didn't take action in person, but the local forces in Xingqing Mansion did it instead.

Could it be that they were asked to submit a vote?

Or is it that the thirteenth prince can't get away temporarily?
Being scolded by Chen Ping as a dog, Xu Baxian's expression did not change, he still grinned lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

However, sharp-eyed people can already notice that the eyeballs of this person have quietly turned red.

"Xu likes tough-talking people the most. Normally, someone like this would cut off his head and use it as a chamber pot."

Xu Baxian's voice changed, he seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and he seemed to be laughing lightly.

While dragging the knife in his hand, he stepped forward slowly, seemingly completely defenseless.

However, there was a lot of blood and evil energy around the body, and the blood light was mixed with a thick golden light, "Even Han Wushang didn't dare to push himself in front of me, how dare you not get off the horse and suffer death!"

bang...

On the long street, Xu Baxian was walking slowly, his body turned into a void, and a shadow appeared.

The bricks and stones on the site were broken, and a hole several meters wide and several meters deep suddenly collapsed.

His huge body was already swept up like a hurricane, and he was cut down with a single knife, overlapping, like infinite green mountains.

"Unfortunately, what you are practicing is not Ming Wang Jingshi Jue."

Chen Ping sighed.

He could tell that this practitioner was practicing the true energy of blood evil and the heart sutra of the Buddhist sect, the magic method of "Vatican and me are one", and he has achieved a balance between blood evil and Brahma light.

If it goes one step further, there will be no blood and evil, and the truth will be true and the magic will be complete.

Such a skill is so obvious... There is no need to ask about his background, it is Fa Xiangzong.

I heard that the Northern Ancestral Court of Faxiangzong, one of the three Buddhist sects, has sent monks and soldiers to support the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

There are also elders and direct disciples of the sect, who accompanied the guard army to attack Nanli Yujing.

Xu Baxian, who was born in the Dharma Xiangzong, even if he is a lay disciple, has already left his teacher to start a new business... At this time, it is only natural to respond to the teacher's call and bet on the barbarians.

This person came from a famous family, his cultivation has already reached the mid-innate stage, and he has three famous Buddhist sects in his hands. He asks himself that there is no one who is invincible in the world.

Between shots, the Shifang Saber in one hand can almost block Shifang.

The light of the knife flickered like green hills, both heavy and clever.

People can't avoid it, can't avoid it, they can only forcefully block it.

However, what Chen Ping is least afraid of is hard blocking...

When it comes to unparalleled divine power and tyrannical physique, who can compare with him.

"Okay, harder, harder."

When his Black Dragon Sword was out of its sheath, it was like holding a wick, it was extremely light and light, it could be picked up a little, and the sword could intercept it.

Block all the shadows of the ten square knives.

Under the impact of the huge force, the golden light on his body was like a curtain like a wave, and there were layers of ripples.

Before the saber energy penetrated into the meridians of the internal organs, it had been completely dissipated by his extremely strong and flexible muscles...

No matter how fierce Xu Ba's first attack was, to him, it was just a gentle breeze and light rain, unable to cause any damage at all.

At this time, Xu Baxian exhausted all his energy for breastfeeding.

Jumping, slashing, swirling and storming, slashing from all directions...

And Chen Ping sat on the horse, his strength did not leak out at all.

Just relying on the physical body, it has already carried the boundless force, and even the power has not leaked a little, and it is transmitted to the horse below.

The black horse sneezed out of boredom and kicked a few times.

Appears to be at ease.

"The ten directions are all destroyed."

Xu Baxian's eyeballs turned redder, but his face turned dark.

There was a faint feeling in my heart.

The figure paused slightly, and the true energy suddenly exploded.

The surrounding air roared, and there was a rush of vitality, gathering on the broad-backed flat-headed knife, and the light of the knife faintly emitted a dazzling white light.

As he raised his knife to the sky, his expression suddenly became neither happy nor sad.

The knife slashed down with a bang, before the light of the knife reached the body, it was already several feet away, splitting an attic on the left into two pieces.

"This knife has some meaning."

Chen Ping turned his horse's head and charged.

When the sword light was about to fall, he had already stabbed seven or eight swords.

A ray of black light turned into a phantom and merged into the breeze, and it seemed that the sword was still drawn slowly.

In fact, the sword had already shed blood, stabbing Xu Baxian seven or eight back and forth on Xu Baxian's slashed body.

Xu Baxian's eyeballs almost popped out, and he slashed half a foot above Chen Ping's head, and then he became light and lost half of his strength.

The long knife shadow dissipated into the air with a "pop".

A light wind rolled around, and the dust was blown up.

Xu Baxian's body, which was flying in mid-air, could no longer control it, and fell to the middle of the street like a rag sack, remaining motionless.

Between the throat, between the eyebrows, the left and right chest, and the abdomen, all spurted out a fountain of blood.

Long before landing, he was exhausted and died.

Chen Ping didn't even look at this awesome big man. From the moment he uttered wild words and attacked with a knife, he was already a dead man, and there was nothing worthy of attention.

He turned his horse's head again, and held a sword flower with the black dragon sword in his hand. His whole body was loose and indescribably freehand. He turned his head and asked: "Xu Ba first, the owner of the museum has already taken a step ahead, to the Lord of Hell's place." Please say hello to An. Is Master Cheng still making a move? Don’t want to try to see if Chen has lost his reputation?”

"Don't try it, don't try it anymore, Chen Duwei's miraculous skills are astounding, and Cheng Mou is invincible, please forgive me if I offend you." A short middle-aged man who was also trembling Man, his body trembled even more.

He hastily cupped his hands, and with a majestic face, he squeezed out a smile at this moment, but there was a thunder sound under his feet, hum...

Not only did this person not draw his sword, he did not attack, but retreated ten feet away.

It's just that as soon as he landed, his body became slightly smaller, he passed through several attics, and disappeared behind many houses.

"Junior Brother, to chase or not to chase?"

Han Xiaoru had jumped back on the horse at this time.

Looking in amazement at the unreasonable movement of the master of the Fenglei Pavilion, he almost bit his own tongue.

"Who is this? He secretly hid aside and prepared to make a move. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately ran away.

Fortunately, he is still as famous as his father, so he doesn't have the iron-blooded demeanor of his predecessors. "

"What kind of iron-blooded demeanor can the seniors of the Jianghu have? To survive and live for a long time is the best demeanor."

Chen Ping glanced at the direction where Cheng Wuyuan fled.

He laughed and said: "This person is already terrified, and he absolutely dare not fight against my Hunyuan Martial Arts Academy again.

However, just to be on the safe side, you still can't let it go.

Can a monk run away, but not a temple?Ignore him for now and go to the Xuanwuwei barracks. "

With a little force on his crotch, he pulled out the horse first.

The 24 riders followed up again.

Only on both sides of the street, the corpses of more than a dozen crossbowmen and archers lay horizontally.

When Chen Ping beat Wu Changshui with one punch and stabbed Xu Baxian to death with several swords, Han Xiaoru, Zhang Gu, Zhuo Yunfei, Li Yanguang and others had already rushed back and forth, killing the crossbowman completely.

Everyone knew that this trip was dangerous, so it was a face-to-face confrontation with the forces of the Hu people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Although his complexion was relaxed at this time, he was still in the mood to make a joke.

However, the heart is heavy, and there is no room for weakness in the shot.

It's just that the cavalry team of more than [-] people has a sense of murderous intent.

Running along the road, pedestrians retreated, and the people were terrified.

……

"Good thief, you actually treat my Xuanwuwei's thousands of troops as nothing, you really don't know how to live or die."

In the camp, Zhang Lianshan slapped the long mahogany table with his palm, and with a muffled bang, the table collapsed into powder.

Cups and plates fell, fell and shattered.

"Pei Zitong, a sour Confucian scholar who knows a lot of chicken feathers, actually thought of leaving the post of general, it's really whimsical.

He thought it was in Hedong, the Pei family only came with such a small amount of manpower, and it was extremely ridiculous to want to snatch food from the tiger's mouth. "

Zhang Lianshan is short and stocky, with thick arms like thighs, bulging waist and abdomen, rough skin and thick flesh, and his body develops horizontally, like a wild boar.

His neck is basically invisible, his broad face is full of knife marks, and he speaks with bared teeth, looking menacing.

Especially when he got angry, he roared like a beast, very scary.

So much so that in the camp, the other commanders did not dare to speak.

I was afraid that he would get angry, touch his bad head, and get angry.

"Huang Shen, you that Divine Bow Battalion is the most important thing this time.

The Hunyuan Martial Arts Gym has now annexed the Changkong Martial Arts Gym, and the number of people is very large. This is why they dare to intervene in the Xingqing Mansion. If they really rush in, they may suffer damage.

The best way is to use the rain of arrows to suppress it first, and then form a horizontal push to tear down the martial arts hall for me. "

"Yes, Lord Captain, the five hundred men under my command are all well-equipped, with strong bows and crossbows in hand.

Those rookies in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall who have never seen blood will definitely not be able to stop the rain of arrows, this time I will make the first effort. "

"Le Shui, you lead [-] cavalry and gather energy to form an array.

That Chen Ping's strength is not weak, and should not be underestimated.

Especially Han Wushang, the owner of the Hunyuan Martial Art Museum, who can kill Gao Yue, this man's Hunyuan Golden Body Technique is by no means easy..."

Zhang Lianshan turned his head and looked at the tall, fair-faced young man standing beside him, his expression softened a little.

This is his younger brother, but he looks different from himself. He inherited his mother's appearance. He looks very gentle and has a relatively weak temper. He can only be brought by his side to teach him from time to time.

With ear-to-ear and face-to-face orders, you can be alone in the future and enjoy the wealth and splendor.

"Don't worry, these days, I have been concentrating on rehearsing the Snake Formation, and now I'm doing my best.

The eight hundred iron cavalry gather their strength together, and the military spirit gathers on the elder brother. Even if the elder brother encounters the top of the list, he can still suppress him head-on.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the army entered the city, and with the military spirit possessed, it was easy to overthrow the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall.

Not to mention just a Han Wushang, even if all the elders and disciples of Hunyuan Mountain go down the mountain, they will not be able to stop the military might. "

"very good……"

Zhang Lianshan also laughed out loud when he heard his younger brother Zhang Leshui's remarks.

Taking another look at the infantry commander Hu Yong, he felt a little unhappy.

As the commander of the infantry, this man has a dull head, he moves every now and then, and he is extremely dull.

If it wasn't because he was very good at training soldiers and trained Xuanwu infantry to be brave and fearless, he would have been replaced early on.

Wouldn't it be good to change to someone else in the position?

Now, this team of pawns is so strong that they can form a three-talent formation.

However, it's so frustrating to be unable to return to one's own body after the military spirit has been cultivated.

I have to find a way to take this formation from him.

At that time, riding back to the stream, the military spirit will be unified, and your own strength will be much stronger.

"Hu Yong, you lead the infantry and follow, to prevent the disciples of the Hunyuan Martial Arts School from dispersing and fleeing.

This time, he wanted to kill them all. "

"Lieutenant Zhang, all [-] infantry have entered the city, the army formation cannot be spread out, it can only be a mass of scattered sand, and may not have much combat power."

Hu Yong hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.

No matter how wide the Peiyuan Street in front of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall is, if you lead [-] cavalry to form a snake formation, and I lead [-] infantry forward, what kind of formation is there?

It's not bad if you can hang from the back and watch from a distance. If you really meet a master and can't form an army, wouldn't you be sent to death?

"According to orders!"

Zhang Lianshan's voice was slightly cold.

Eyeballs narrowed, it seemed that if the other party said no more than half a word, he was about to kill someone.

"Yes."

Hu Yong smiled wryly and agreed.

If you die, you will die. In his position, he seeks his own government. As the commander of the Xuanwuwei infantry, he is under the control of the Xuanwuwei captain. These days are really aggrieved.

Not only did they not fight the barbarian bandits, they all went to suppress the common people.

Is that a rebel?
They were ordinary refugees who were hunted down by barbarians and could not survive natural and man-made disasters.

If these people kill too many, will it hurt Tianhe?

Thinking this way in his heart, he didn't say anything more.

"Report..."

A messenger at the entrance of the tent hurried in, half-kneeling at the door, and hurriedly said: "Chen Ping rode 25, left the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, and ran all the way...

Kill Yindian Feishuang Wu Changshui along the way, kill Xu Baxian of Shifang Wuguan, break through the defense of the north gate, and have already rushed to Xuanwu camp. "

"what?"

Zhang Lianshan suddenly stood up.

The knife marks on his face were extraordinarily bright red, his eyes shot fiercely, and he said through gritted teeth: "Wu Changshui is so unpredictable in daily life, he is such a waste.

The same goes for Xu Baxian, whose great reputation is also vulnerable.

Tell me about the situation at that time in detail... Needless to say, beat the drums and gather soldiers.

Since Chen Ping was able to kill Xu Baxian and Wu Changshui, his strength must not be trivial, and they cannot be allowed to rush into the camp. "

As a general, you can be confident, but not arrogant.

Expect the enemy to be lenient, use troops as if walking on thin ice, inquire in detail, and deal with them seriously.

Although Zhang Lianshan has a fierce temperament, he is cruel and cruel.

However, he was able to keep Xuanwuwei firmly in his hands. Even when King Jinghai was at his most powerful, he did not give up his military power.

It can be seen from this that he is a qualified leader.

At this time, I heard the enemy's situation.

At the first moment, military orders were issued again and again.

Even if the opponent is attacked by more than [-] people, they dare not be careless.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.

My [-]-strong army has formed a large formation, let's see how you fight with more than [-] cavalry?
A sinister smile flashed across Zhang Tieshan's eyes, and he put on his armor and mounted his horse.

With a wave of his hand, the banner behind him was waving, and there were five hundred cavalry following him rumblingly, and the smoke and dust billowed, forming a formation of flying snakes.

The army formation swayed from head to to tail, waist and abdomen twisted, blood aura soared to the sky, condensed into a misty cloud of smoke and shrouded it.

A ferocious military spirit appeared from somewhere.

Sitting on the horse, Zhang Lianshan raised his gun and roared, his body like a wild boar, rattled and exploded, and his figure swelled by more than [-]%.

His skin was blood red, his blood was soaring to the sky, and there was a blaze of light around his body.

At this time, Zhang Lianshan not only felt that there was an endless force in his body, but also his mind was extremely clear, and his five senses were also sharper...

Looking up, the mountain stretches far away, and a group of cavalry is rushing forward.

The leading knight, with a black sword and green robe, has a face as sharp as a knife, and is murderous.

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