Lord of Time!

Chapter 288: The end of the young master, the birth of the pagoda

"Save, save, young master..."

Not far away, the captain of the guard, Yunteng, was stabbed three times, and his body was bleeding like a fountain. He was breathing out more than he was taking in.

He widened his copper eyes, tried hard to look in the direction of the three cavalry, and roared with all his last strength.

"Very loyal."

Chen Ping shook his head.

Could it be that they are aliens from outside the world and have no sense of belonging at all? Even those who originally belonged to this team should have left the team long ago.

What kind of drama about a messy young master being hunted down?
Is this young master who treats his subordinates like nothing worth following him desperately?

Han Xiaoru recalled the previous scene of Xiao Mingyue being pushed out of the carriage, her eyes slightly cold: "What's the point of trying to save someone? We can be considered generous if we didn't help our opponent."

Ji Mingyue smiled and said: "It's a rescue, but it's not about saving people, it's about saving something."

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she stabbed to death the last cavalryman who roared and rushed over. She reined in her horse and stood still, slightly enlightened: "The young master who fled to the country, the unpopular young master, is actually nothing worthy of attention, let alone Not to mention the crazy pursuit of cavalry. Unless he has something extremely important, such as speed..."

"exactly."

Chen Ping looked back and saw another cavalry chasing after him in the distance.

The speed of arrival is slightly slower, but the number of people is also larger.

It was so dark that there seemed to be no end in sight.

A preliminary estimate shows that there are about three to five thousand riders.

To chase down so many dozen guards and dozens of civilians, and to send out such elite cavalry, there are too many soldiers and no place to use them, right?
"So, the young master must die, but the young master will not die."

Chen Ping said this.

Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue were stunned for a moment, then understood immediately.

"Yes, the young master who does not regard his subordinates as human beings must die, but of course the young master with the treasure must live."

Otherwise, under what name did the three of them go to Chu State, and how did they play out the revenge of the young master's wandering.

As for why it was confirmed that Mr. Zheng Dongyuan had treasures on him, it was obvious.

Even the weak civilian husbands can follow faster than rabbits. This is actually unreasonable. Excluding the reason why these people are all gifted, there is only one truth.

That is, they received blessings.

Chen Ping, who has controlled the Mosasaur Seal for such a long time, has an extremely deep understanding of this tone.

The reason why he has been able to defeat many with less and dominate others with less every time he has fought since he started his army is because his soldiers are indeed elite enough and he is also brave enough.

The ability of Mosasaur Seal to support everyone is also indispensable.

Just think about it, the morale of your own soldiers is improved, the strength and speed are improved, and the physical strength is improved, while the enemy is all depressed and has no fighting spirit...

What will happen if a fight like this ends?

As long as the difference in strength is not too great, it would be difficult to lose.

And the Young Master of the Yan Kingdom obviously had a similar treasure in his hands.

The advantage of blessing is speed.

Moreover, the extent of the increase is astonishing.

But he was so immortal that although he didn't forget to bless all the civilian husbands, he missed Chen Ping, three people and one horse.

His heart can be punished.

This is the right way to take death.

This was because they had lost face before and wanted to make these three people unable to run, trapped in the siege of the pursuers, and died on the spot.

That kid is not too old, but his thoughts are very sinister and vicious, and he will be punished severely.

But completely unaware of such actions.

Not only did they not trick Chen Ping and the others to death, but they themselves were killed.

Although Chen Ping and the other three were few in number, the formation formed by the three talents was still exquisite and powerful. With Chen Ping as the front and Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue as the wings, they killed more than ten cavalrymen who turned to attack. Slowly, but unswervingly, he killed in the direction where Mr. Dongyuan escaped.

There is no enemy on the way.

Starlight loomed in the sky and fell, shining on the three people, giving off a silvery light. Not only could the three people gather their strength, they could move around at will and attack in all directions.

It is even blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and its attack power directly increases several times.

Although they have the physical qualities of ordinary people, if you really treat them as ordinary people when taking action, you simply have no eyes.

"Haha, I, Shen Tuhong, have finally come out on top, and I'm looking forward to becoming a marquis."

When Chen Ping and the others hurriedly hurried, they cut their way through a thousand cavalrymen like a knife cutting through butter, and arrived not far from Master Dongyuan's carriage.

I saw a burly man in armor with a frighteningly thick waist and neck. He was catching Mr. Dongyuan in his hands like a chicken. Moreover, without any mercy, he broke the young man's arm with a click. Hands and feet.

"The general ascends the throne and becomes the king. I, Shen Tu... huh?"

Shen Tuhong was still about to say something proudly, when he realized that Chen Ping and the other two men had cut through the team without staining their clothes and appeared in front of him.

What do you say about these three people and three horses?

Even the act of killing was so devoid of fireworks.

Swords and spears are released, like the wind blowing willows, in an understatement.

It seems that it is not very fast, nor does it have too complicated and mysterious skills.

However, the cavalry under his command just couldn't stop him.

It seemed that he was automatically ramming his throat into the edge of the opponent's weapon.

Of course, not everyone is like this. There are also some cavalrymen who have powerful moves, are fierce and crazy, and will attack even if they are desperate, handing their weapons in.

As a result, it was useless.

Whether it's a knife, a spear, a gun, an ax, or even a bow and arrow.

As long as they enter the circle of silver light, all weapons will be tilted and unloaded, unable to hit the target.

The three opponents formed a formation in a circle, as if they had become a slippery hedgehog.

When attacking, it is pervasive; when defending, it is impenetrable.

'Where did this fierce man come from? Why didn't he protect Young Master Dongyuan? '

Just looking at it, Shen Tuhong laughed loudly, and suddenly stopped, as if someone had stuck his neck and he could no longer laugh.

There were only three people in front of him, but he seemed to see thousands of troops and a sea of ​​blood.

Not only did he discover this strange scene, the more than a thousand cavalrymen who were killed discovered the power and strangeness of the three people in front of him one step earlier than him.

At this time, they were just riding around the three of them, circling around like a revolving lantern, shouting for attack from seven or eight feet away, but they didn't dare to come near.

"A mere three people, a mere three people, regard me as a thousand elite knights as if they were nothing. With such a person beside me, they actually..."

Shen Tuhong's eyes suddenly became very strange.

Looking down at Mr. Dongyuan in his hand, he didn't know how to express the damn feeling in his heart.

As long as he knows how to win over one or two, who can hurt him even half a hair in this battle?

However, at this time, the opponent's young master is already in hand, the battle has been fought, and the outcome is clear, so there is no need to worry too much.

"help me……"

Young Master Dongyuan was so regretful that his intestines were turning green, tears and runny nose were all flowing out, and his face was full of pity.

But Chen Ping didn't pity him at all.

Instead, he smiled and shook his head: "If I were you, first of all, I would not call for help or remind the opponent to kill. Instead, I would increase the speed of the three of us first."

Although they were separated by more than ten feet, they were face to face.

But he can’t fly.

Speaking of which, this body actually has no extraordinary performance.

As for the other party, I don't know why, but both the shooting speed and the movement speed are slightly faster than the three of them.Especially Shen Tuhong, with his big head and thick neck, he was either a general or a cook.

This man was obviously not a cook, but a rather powerful general, with a murderous aura about him. You could tell without looking at him that he had been through countless battles in bloody battlefields and had experienced hundreds of battles.

I'll bring ghosts to save you.

Chen Ping was a little amused, but also a little disappointed that this boy was about to die and couldn't distinguish the seriousness.

Because, with his sharp five senses, he had long discovered that although Mr. Dongyuan appeared to be crying and begging in pain, with big bubbles coming out of his nose, in fact, there was a trace of resentment deep in his eyes, especially when he looked at Ji Mingyue. His eyes were full of malice.

Probably.

I've been in such a miserable state, but you didn't get hurt at all, and you're still so powerful and majestic?
Even the enemies respect him.

Is there any reason for this.

Of course there is no natural law.

The muscles on Shen Tuhong's body surged like running water, exerting force silently, and with a click, he broke Master Dongyuan's neck. This was worthy of being a fierce general who aspired to become a prince, with both ambition and strength, and also, Quite decisive.

Seeing that the situation was unstoppable, he immediately gave up his position.

If you can’t capture them alive, it’s better to be dead.

At least, if you can get a thousand pieces of gold, and Jane is in the emperor's heart, that's not far behind.

Therefore, Mr. Dongyuan was killed directly.

Now, even if you want to save people, you can't.

Such a rough figure could have such a delicate mind, and Chen Ping couldn't help but look at him.

Just listen to Shen Tuhong say again: "Little brother, you three are so capable, why should you fight against the general for a dead man? It is better to shake hands and make peace between good birds and wood. In the future, it will be better to be a high-ranking official. Compared with now, , wouldn’t it be a hundred times better?”

Never doubt a veteran's sense of crisis.

In Shen Tuhong's eyes, with these three people in front of each other, even with thousands of cavalry guarding him, he didn't feel safe at all.

The two women just paid it back.

One person is domineering and powerful, giving people a feeling of being invincible.

One person is as elegant as a fairy and unpredictable, but the two of them together are not as thrilling as the young man who is riding a horse in front and sitting leisurely.

He clearly looked like a gentle and handsome young man, even ten feet away from him, but Shen Tuhong felt that he was like a dragon with fangs and claws. The flying dragon was in the sky, looking down at its prey...

The power was like a mountain or a sea, pressing down on him, causing his heart to beat wildly and his vest to sweat like pulp.

If not, he would have killed Mr. Dongyuan without saying a word.Let the other party lose the reason to take action.

Because, he is extremely sure that if one of them is not good, not only will he not be able to achieve success, but he will not be able to retain the other party, and there is a high possibility that he will die from it.

This intuition has saved him countless times.

This time, naturally, there will be no exception.

"Leave the body behind and don't move things. If you retreat within a stone's throw, I will let you go."

Chen Ping's expression remained calm and he just said calmly.

This is not a condition, but an order.

Of course Shen Tuhong understood.

His pupils shrank to tiny needles, and he deliberately wanted not to listen, and wanted to mobilize his army to besiege again, but found that he finally couldn't muster the courage and could not make this decision.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Just follow what the young master said."

After he finished speaking, he didn't say much. He just waved his hand with a sullen face and ordered the cavalry surrounding him to retreat back.

In the blink of an eye, he had already cleared the way. He had retreated from the place where he could shoot an arrow, without even raising his sword or gun, and the arrow left the string.

"What's the trouble?"

Chen Ping didn't care whether Shen Tuhong went back on his words. After he withdrew, he formed an army to attack again.

He expected that the other party would not dare.

That's a really smart guy.

No matter what era or world we are in, we cannot deny that there are always smart people in the world.

Moreover, one cannot judge whether a person is talented based on his appearance.

Just like this General Shentu, he has the heart of a tiger and the heart of a fox, but he is a talented person.

However, whether he is a talent or not actually has little to do with him. At least, with his current status, he is definitely not enough to attract the other party.

The best way is to stay apart and not interfere with each other.

If you don't come to kill me, I won't kill you.

Compared to Shen Tuhong, this young master Dongyuan was much more miserable.

Make one mistake after another, and everything will be lost.

Going back to the first moment, Mr. Dongyuan decided in one thought that his ending would not be too happy.

He may not even realize that he once held a trump card.

Not only does he have the big and small kings, he also has four twos.

No matter how you play this hand, you can't lose.

But he happened to lose. Who can blame him? It can only be said that character determines destiny, and God's will cannot be compared with people's hearts.

Chen Ping had just arrived, and he didn't even know what he was going to do this time. It didn't matter who he was helping or not.

He even wondered if the Tower of Babel had let him in, staged a show of supporting a dragon to ascend to the sky, helping the young master Dongyuan to wander and seek revenge, and then turn defeat into victory, pull up an army, sweep across Liuhe, and unify the world.

Then gather the military and civilian power of the whole country to complete a certain rescue mission.

But all salvation is nothing more than saving people and saving the world.

In fact, it is not too difficult to guess what the purpose of the information transmitted into the mind from the Tower of Babel is.

It's just that there is too little information, and some things have not surfaced yet, so it is not clear.

Chen Ping fumbled with Master Dongyuan's brocade clothes and found something that felt very nice on his left waist.

It was an item wrapped in yellow cloth, about the size of an egg.

When I took it out and took a look, what I saw was a trapezoidal octagonal object, showing the warm color of topaz, and it was heavy in hand.

"Tower of Babel!"

Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue's eyes flashed in recognition at the same time.

This is of course the Tower of Babel.

Although it is only one layer.

But the four door openings, the hanging necklaces and copper bells, and even the strange cloud patterns painted on the corners are very familiar. I had seen them not long ago.

"It turns out that the secret of acceleration is here."

Although Chen Ping couldn't use his huge soul power, the essence was still there. He put this layer of pagoda between his eyebrows and after a little induction, he understood how to use it.

A trace of mental power touched his core, and with a thought, he felt that his body was hollow, from the skin to the bones, and even to the cellular level deep in the bone marrow, there was a hint of coolness at the same time, as if a wind was blowing.

The body becomes extremely light and agile.

The strangest thing was that, holding this pagoda in his hand, he felt that this ordinary body was actually undergoing some kind of change, subtly and silently, tending to some kind of perfect transformation.

In a blink of an eye, Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue were also surprised to see Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue jumping into the air, spanning seven to eight feet in one step, and their speed was more than twice as fast.

"Bless speed, transform the body, it's like some kind of magical power. You can also designate a person, what a baby, but why is there only one level?"

As the saying goes, once you reach Long and look towards Shu, Chen Ping knew what he should do next.

At the same time, I also understood the purpose of the Tower of Babel.

I also understood why the Yan State general sent a large army to pursue the young master Dongyuan.

(End of this chapter)