Lord of Time!

Chapter 291 If you don’t surrender, you will die. I am invincible.

The leader was a man with a green beard and heavy eyes, about nine feet tall, riding a tall horse as black as ink, without a trace of mottled color. He was holding a crescent euphorbia in his hand, with a sharp blade.

"The rotten ship has three thousand nails, and it can actually fight its way out of the valley. Young Master Dou has some abilities, but that's the end of it."

The heavy-eyed man rode his horse slowly, pressing down on him like a mountain.

Facing Han Xiaoru's rapid charging action, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and the big halberd in his hand bounced up with a "whoosh", drawing a strange route and blocking him in front of him.

This halberd slashed and slashed backwards, in an understatement, as if it were carrying a straw. It seemed to have little power. However, the deafening sound of the halberd blade breaking through the wind told everyone that the opponent's attack was extremely powerful. It must not be hardwired.

If it were anyone else, they would naturally avoid the real situation and attack the weak, and use their strength to exert force, but Han Xiaoru was different.

Seeing the coming of this halberd, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

With a slight scolding, he held the spear in one hand and turned the spear into a sword, like cutting or stabbing. He targeted the Central Plains with one move. With a series of blows, he had parried the edge of the halberd blade and stabbed Chongtong's neck and throat.

The spear rushed forward, creating numerous shadows, and the air exploded.

Whether it is strength or speed, she has reached the peak of her current physical strength.

"Good martial arts."

The crescent euphorbia slashed out by the big man with double eyes was slightly retracted, dancing into a circle, turning around to defend himself, the horse under his crotch jumped back a few steps, his body was shaking violently, his upper body leaned back sharply, his green beard was lowered under his chin, Half of it was cut off by the edge of the spear.

But Han Xiaoru suffered a big loss in a duel for the first time.

The clash of spears and halberds caused a circle of ripples to form. At the same time, her figure could no longer sit firmly on the horse's back. She flew back more than ten feet and fell upside down.

I only felt that my right arm was swollen and numb, and blood oozed from the tiger's mouth where I was holding the spear.

"Good strength."

After Han Xiaoru felt the other party's power, not only was she not disappointed, but she became even more excited.

She knew that her junior brother's previous guess was absolutely correct.

The people of Chu State should be blessed by a layer of Babel Tower. Otherwise, in this world with neither qi and blood power nor inner qi energy, this person's power cannot be so strong.

Han Xiaoru has trained his muscles and bones, and has practiced the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique since he was a child. His use of physical strength can be said to be extremely wonderful.

Even if she is an opponent with a higher realm and stronger strength and speed, she has never fought before. She is a natural fighting prodigy.

They can often come back from adversity.

And, get a breakthrough.

This is determined by the individual's character and fighting spirit.

At this time, when they met face to face, they found that their own strength had been crushed for a long time, and the opponent's strength was at least three times stronger than his own body.

In other words, the opponent's strength should have reached two to three thousand kilograms.

If it were in the original world, this level of power would really be nothing. It could be directly suppressed by just practicing the Silver Body Realm.

However, there is no soil for extraordinary power to survive in this world, and the human body has its limits.

Under such circumstances, it would be abnormal for the opponent's strength to triple its original strength.

Moreover, this person is not only well versed in battlefield martial arts, but also has a small and exquisite halberd technique, which is extremely powerful.

Compared with the Yan Kingdom's pursuers, generals like Shen Tuhong and Sun Yao who had appeared before were many times more powerful.

Is this kind of person an unknown person?
He should be a famous hero in the opposition, and he should be a famous general in the government.

"Dong Chongming, a cruel tiger with heavy eyes, Shanhailou dared to prevent my sister and brother from entering Chu. Is this what Emperor Qing meant?"

The eldest princess Zheng Dongli said sadly: "Or was it my great aunt who personally gave the order?"

Yan State and Chu State have been closely related by marriage for generations, and they are well aware of some celebrities in the two countries.

As the eldest princess of the Yan Kingdom, Zheng Dongli was also very famous in her daily life. She was not a demented literary lady or aristocratic daughter who hid in the boudoir and only knew how to apply makeup and recite poems.

Not only did she know a lot about the affairs of the imperial court, but she also knew nothing about the political and military situation of other countries. When she saw the person coming, she recognized him at a glance.

At this moment, she even forgot about the danger around her, and her heart was filled with grief, anger and disbelief.

After traveling thousands of miles to the Chu Kingdom, if I am so unpopular with others, where else in the world can I find a home?How could revenge be possible.

Hope is something that seems invisible, but once lost, it can completely destroy a person's will.

People can no longer find a reason to live.

"You got the wrong person."

Dong Chongming's expression was cold and his eyes were indifferent. Although he was surprised that the team that was moving forward unhurt was not hurt by the big rocks and rain of arrows, he was not too worried in his heart.

The ambush on the mountain peaks on both sides is just harassment.

Can't deal with too powerful masters.

It is not too strange for Young Master Yan to travel with experts accompanying him.

If you really want to succeed in this trip, you have to rely on the company around you.

His eyes were fixed on a petite shadow next to the carriage for a long time, watching the cold light flashing slightly in the other person's hand. Whether it was a big stone or a rain of arrows, they were all deflected unconsciously, and they could no longer hurt anyone.I know that if I do it alone, I may be in vain.

"Brother Li, General Gu, please take action if you can help me."

Dong Chongming asked carefully.

"Don't worry, General Dong. This will be easy."

As he spoke, two people rode out from among the dozens of horses behind Dong Chongming.

One person is wearing a long robe, looking elegant, with a long sword and silk ribbons flying in the wind on his back. Sitting on a horse, he feels like he is flying.

When he rode out of the queue, he still gave the impression of a Confucian scholar who had read poetry and books. Ten feet forward, the aura on his body became as intense as the blazing sun. He drew his sword in his hand, jumped up on the horse, and the sword gleamed. Reflecting the sun, it emits a dazzling light, and amid the buzzing sound, people follow the sword, with the sword in mind. On the path forward, grass branches and soil fly and crack, and it has already stabbed Han Xiaoru in front of him.

The sword moves lightly.

When this man struck, he was not nimble at all. It was like a wild boar rushing towards him. The sword was so powerful and sharp that it hurt the person's face.

At the same time as he drew his sword, Dong Chongming also let out a long laugh. The black horse man stood up on his crotch, and ran quickly like a tiger or a bear. He rushed to the right side of Han Xiaoru in a few steps, swung his halberd horizontally, and suppressed the bursting air. , silently, he slashed to Han Xiaoru’s waist.

At the same time, another short and thin man in armor took off a large bow that was as tall as two people from the horseback, raised the bow to look at the moon, nocked an arrow on the string, and let out a haha, An arrow shot out.

collapse……

The bow is like thunder.

when the sound sounds.

The tip of the arrow had already reached Han Xiaoru's chest.

Drag out a long light tail.

"Senior brother..."

Han Xiaoru was dumbfounded.

How could she have imagined that several people on the other side were so shameless and would besiege them as soon as they said they were besieging them.

Military generals, swordsmen, and sharp archers attacked from three sides. They didn't even say hello, and they were extremely ruthless.

Unfortunately, he couldn't use any of his martial arts skills. The energy and blood power gained from the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique, as well as the thunder power gained from the Shenxiao Thunder Control Sutra, were completely missing.

At this time, apart from some swordsmanship skills, there was no more ability worth relying on.

If other people in the world encountered this situation, they would naturally become stronger and fight to the death.One good thing about Han Xiaoru is that she always wins every battle and has extremely keen intuition, because she can often find the most suitable method to deal with the most dangerous situations.

At this moment, the most suitable way is of course not to fight hard.

Let’s not say whether we can survive or not.

Why bother if you're covered in blood?

The most suitable thing at this time is of course to ask the junior brother to take action.

There is nothing to lose face, there is nothing to be polite about, my junior brother.

The arrow was about to touch the armor. Han Xiaoru tried her best to turn her body sideways to avoid the vital point of her heart, and heard a soft ding in her ears.

Then he saw the big black iron arrow miraculously shooting straight into the sky and into the clouds, not even a black spot could be seen.

The wind blew in front of me, and there seemed to be a shadow of a sword appearing, but there seemed to be nothing there.

The sword edge, which was piercing like the blazing sun, was retracted as if it was electrocuted. The long-robed Confucian scholar left faster than when he came. He touched the ground with his toes and flew up upside down, but a stream of energy spurted out from his chest. Blood fountain.

But at some point, he had been hit by a sword. In shock, he no longer cared about killing people and just wanted to run away far away.

And the shadow of the halberd that swept across and whizzed like a mountain struck a bronze three-foot sword with a pop, as if it was slashed into a swamp, with all its strength exhausted and unable to advance any further.

Even the heavy-eyed Brutal Tiger and the black horse under his crotch seemed to have stepped into the mud, sunk deeply, and fell forward.

"Let me tell you, the martial arts you usually learn should not be strong and powerful. If you encounter special circumstances, you will be in a dilemma."

In front of Han Xiaoru, at some point, a young master with a delicate and handsome face appeared in a brocade robe.

With a smile on his face and a bronze sword in his hand, he felt indescribably relaxed and happy.

It doesn't look like there is any threat at all.

However, whether it was Dong Chongming, the swordsman in white robes, or the general with the nine-stone divine bow, they all looked like ghosts. One of them was concentrating on the arrow, another was holding his chest and panting, and the other was riding a horse with a horizontal halberd, his pupils shrunk...

"Okay, junior brother, next, I will practice how you tell me."

Han Xiaoru was also slightly embarrassed.

This time, she almost fell into trouble. If it weren't for the life-saving "Shouting Junior Brother Dafa", her long-standing reputation would have been ruined.

Obviously they have the same body and physique, and the junior brother also blessed himself with that pagoda, but why is his performance so different from that of his junior brother? ,

Where is the problem.

At this time, Han Xiaoru suspected that she was a fool.

Ji Mingyue covered her mouth and snickered from the side, thinking that from time to time, Sister Xiaoru would foolishly compete with the seventh brother in terms of combat strength. In the past, she always felt that the reason why she could not beat the seventh brother was because of her cultivation level. I was too low, and I thought I was taking a strong and domineering approach, but in fact I was not wrong at all.

I'm dumbfounded now.

Ji Mingyue won't compete.

After all, I am still a human being, how can I compare myself to a monster?

Ever since she was a beggar, the little girl felt that Brother Qi would one day become the most powerful person in the world.

No one can match his.

"Those are [Three Yang Sword] Li Yunke and Sky-shattering Arrow Gu Xihe. They are two of the top masters in Chunan's rivers and lakes. They were taken under the command of Shanhailou to suppress the rivers and lakes. They have advanced cultivation and are brave and difficult to defeat."

When he said the last few words, Zheng Dongli's face turned red, thinking that this rumor was not accurate at all. Who could see that these two people were so brave and invincible?

It was obvious that he was vulnerable.

The arrows that were shot, let alone hitting people, just let people pick the arrows away, so what else would they hit? It was not a threat at all.

The Sanyang Sword is even more funny. With one strike of the sword, the opponent didn't get a single hair hurt, but he was hit by the sword, and he was so scared that he retreated like a rabbit.

It makes people laugh like a frightened bird.

Even the leader of the Shanhai Tower, the best master in the Chu army who could make a child stop crying, was unable to advance or retreat. He couldn't make two moves, he looked hesitant and didn't dare to take action.

This thought just passed through my heart. Zheng Dongli is the eldest princess after all. Although she is not a good martial artist, she is not an inexperienced person.

She knows very well that there is no such thing as a dishonest person under a great reputation.

What's more, the illustrious reputation gained by fighting in the arena and temples is even more untrue.

These three people are actually not bragging, but they are truly the best in the world.

Therefore, the reason why their performance is so unbearable is not because they are too weak, but because someone is indeed too strong, so strong that it is completely unimaginable.

Seeing that face that was so familiar to his bones, Zheng Dongli felt sad and proud at the same time, with mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't help but think: "It would be great if he was really my brother Dongyuan."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, smiled, and affirmed and responded to the eldest princess's reminder.

This woman is not completely useless.

Turning to look at the three masters who were waiting, Chen Ping sighed: "Throw down your weapons, kneel down and surrender, and I will spare your life."

In his eyes, all bandits, court generals, and celebrities are nothing more than enemies.

A dead enemy is the best enemy.

The reason why he is not worried and the opponent's counterattack is successful is because Chen Ping believes that no one is better suited to the harshest environment than himself when it comes to fighting at the limits of the ordinary human body.

In his previous life, in the Age of Ending Law, he was able to fight miraculous battles against guns and cannons, not to mention that now he has experienced countless evolutions.

Under the same realm, I am invincible.

Chen Ping has this confidence.

What's more, he also got a layer of pagoda-blessed speed.

Under such circumstances, he could not imagine any possibility of losing.

Even if there are ten times more enemies.

"You are not Mr. Zheng Dongyuan of Yan Kingdom."

Dong Chongming said in a deep voice.

"Yes, you guessed it right, so what?"

Chen Ping slowly unsheathed his sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground, locking Dong Chongming with murderous intent.

With double eyes and unparalleled power, this person seems to be an enemy of thousands of people. It is best if he can be taken under his command and charged into battle. If he refuses to surrender, there is no regrets.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated..."

Dong Chongming snorted coldly and swung his halberd slightly, his evil aura rising to the sky.

As soon as the word "humiliation" came out of his mouth, he suddenly heard a pleasant sound of wind. It was the sound of a whistle made by blood squeezing and breaking apart the body.

The strength in his body receded like a tide, and he felt his eyes darkening, and he felt a little unsteady while sitting on the horse.

Terrified, he looked down and found that his throat was like a fountain, with blood surging like an arrow.

"You and I……"

Dong Chongming looked up at Chen Ping in disbelief, then fell off his horse on one side, splashing some dust.

Until he died from the sword, he didn't see Chen Ping take action. He only vaguely felt that the green sword in the opponent's hand seemed to have moved, but also seemed not to move.

(End of this chapter)