Infinite: The Yue Family Army starts the game and kills Wanyan Gou

Chapter 17: Half a stick pointed towards the sky, broken with one blow
Mi Cangqiong felt an extremely strong sense of crisis coming from behind him.

The hairs all over his body stood on end, as if an electric current was gushing out from his tailbone, tingling all over his body when he blinked.

When the sound reached his ears, Mi Cangqiong had only one feeling.

——What a profound skill!
This kind of internal strength is not inferior to that of master Zhang Hou, or even surpasses it!

Facing such a strong person, his "Wind Blade and Frost Sword" will never have any effect.

Mi Cangqiong made up his mind and turned around quickly.

The sword is useless, he still has a stick!

A stick in the sky!
His eyes were wide open, furious, his face became more ferocious like a demon, and he thrust out his middle finger furiously.

Mi Cangqiong is still young now and his skills are not yet pure. He cannot compare to Zhang Hou, the master of Jingjing Hall, let alone Wei Sanqing, the founder of Zizi Sect.

This move was derived from the "Thousand One" stick technique, but he had only practiced half of it, and could only be called "Chaotian Half Stick" or "Five Hundred One".

Even so, this unique move that combines five hundred styles of "Wind Blade and Frost Sword" is still stunning and dangerous enough.

Still deadly enough!
Looking at the world, there is probably only one warrior in the world who can escape with his life when faced with this move.

The visitor raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"You still take the initiative?"

His tone was very doubtful, just like a lion seeing a lamb baring its teeth at him. His first reaction was not to eat it immediately, but to be sincerely surprised.

——How dare you?

Mi Cangqiong roared even louder.

The aura of death surged out violently, filling the limbs, and even the beard, hair, eyes, and skin were stained with a dead yellow color.

This life-killing blow hurts yourself first before it hurts anyone.

Precisely because he hurt himself, the stick moves became more fierce, crazier, fiercer, and crazier.

Although he was not directly facing the power of this move, Yue Yun, who was the closest, felt a strong premonition of death - if he attacks with this move, I will die.

He could also sense that Mi Cangqiong's move was already in the desperate category.

If you can't fight for other people's lives, fight for your own!

This is completely a warrior's stress instinct.

In the original work, Mi Cangqiong was given the name "Youqiao" by the emperor precisely because he always had a way to solve various problems.

until now.

Father-in-law Mi Youqiao, who always prided himself on his wisdom and tricks, finally understood one thing:

Not every problem has a solution.

Like, now!

The person raised his hand and grabbed Mi Cangqiong's wrist with just one click.

Mi Cangqiong's stick technique turned the smoldering, resentful and ferocious spirit in his chest into an evil dragon that could overwhelm the river.

The visitor was like a divine Buddha who was high in the ninth level of the sky. He knocked this evil dragon to dust with a flip of his hand, peeled off its skin, and cramped its tendons, so that it could no longer fly in the clouds, ride in the mist, and make waves.

Mi Cangqiong's eyes were horrified.

Only then did everyone see his face clearly.

It was Ye Hengzhou who was heading north.

Ye Hengzhou pressed hard again.

There was a bang.

A white wave of air exploded around Mi Cangqiong, and the strong impact caused him to fly up, smashing a wall of horses before he could stop himself.

The people watching this fight were dazzled.

No one expected that Ye Hengzhou would clean up the menacing messenger eunuch in just a few ups and downs.

The generals did not expect that the pioneer officer holding the flag was actually alive!

Mi Cangqiong struggled to get up, his robe was torn, and his skin was as cracked as broken porcelain. Even so, he still took out a piece of bright yellow silk stained with blood from his arms.

Shaking away the silk cloth, Mi Cangqiong shouted sharply:

"You are disobeying the decree, are you really going to commit rebellion?!"

This servant of the emperor is no longer calm and calm.

He lowered his eyebrows and respectfully raised the imperial edict as if he were worshiping a shrine. It seems that it is not a piece of cloth, but the supreme authority in the world. It is hard to imagine that a person whose limbs were mutilated by imperial power would become the most loyal supporter of this power.

The most ironic thing is that he actually uses this power to persecute more people.

Ye Hengzhou only thought it was sad and ridiculous.

Although he was seriously injured, Ke Mi Cangqiong returned to his arrogant and arrogant appearance.

He puffed out his chest and scanned his surroundings with his peripheral vision.

It seems that his trust in this imperial edict is even greater than his own martial arts.

This is indeed the case. As early as the year he entered the palace, Mi Cangqiong knew that in front of the imperial power, the force he was proud of was nothing.
Not to mention him, even his master Zhang Tianai, in order to turn the title "Huaiyin Zhanghou" into reality, had to kowtow to that person and even flatter him to the extreme.

Because of this, Mi Cangqiong never believed that anyone in this world would dare to disregard the emperor's authority.

Sure enough, after seeing this imperial edict, even the most adept and brave generals of the Beiwei Army, who could remain calm even when facing a sharp sword, and who would not flinch even if they were outnumbered, could not help but retreat and shrink back. .

Then, everyone knelt down reluctantly, but most of them knelt on one knee.

Even though they were extremely dissatisfied with the emperor in their hearts, when they truly faced this imperial decree that symbolized the imperial power "as if I were here in person", the generals were still somewhat in awe.

After all, they are fighting men who eat the emperor's food and lead the army's pay, so how can they disrespect the emperor?
When the emperor is angry and lays down millions of corpses, who is not afraid and who is not afraid?
Even Yue Yun, who had a fight with Mi Cangqiong, was no exception. Beating the eunuch and calling Qing Jun to his side, but not kneeling when he saw the imperial edict, was contempt of imperial power and treason.

Although it seems to be the same thing, they are completely two concepts and two properties.

So he got down on one knee too.

——But not Ye Hengzhou.

He didn't even bother to look at the imperial edict. He just picked his ears with his hands and replied casually:

"Who is Zhao Gou who is worthy of being called a saint and can issue decrees?"

"you!"

The young eunuch's face suddenly turned red as blood.

It seemed that the person being scolded was not the emperor, but Mi Cangqiong's own parents. He roared, and immediately rushed forward regardless of his injuries, and died together with Ye Hengzhou.

Ye Hengzhou just waved his sleeves to sweep out a ball of energy and knocked him away.

The young man couldn't help but mutter:

"He is your father, are you protecting him like this?"

Sure enough, some people are just fucking bitches.

Looking down at the sleeve robe with a hole in it, Ye Hengzhou was a little surprised and shook his head again.

"A stick in the sky does have some skills. It's a pity that it's not Zhang Hou, let alone Wei Sanqing."

Although in the timeline of "Speaking of Heroes", Mi Cangqiong killed Zhang Sanba, the leader of Tianji, fought against Shen Guanqi, and fought against Fang's giants with his superior "one stick to the sky", and his record was outstanding, and he was firmly at the top of the world.

But at this time, Mi Cangqiong is not the Mi Youqiao who has experienced countless hardships. With his current attainments and skills, he is still far from being able to hurt Ye Hengzhou.

If Ye Hengzhou hadn't wanted to see the legendary "Qian Yi" who could compete with "Qian Yi" and be equal to the "stunning shot" and the "stick to the sky" comparable to the "Sad Little Arrow", Mi Cangqiong would have been hit even on the corner of his clothes. Less than.

Yue Yun, who was watching, couldn't help but said:
"Brother Ye, after all, he is a messenger here to deliver the message. Is this..."

Ye Hengzhou waved his hand.

"Imperial edict? Approval! Zhao Gou is willing to be a good son to Wanyan Jue, so let him fulfill his filial piety. Is it because of such a thing that we should stop being human and become dogs?"

He spat and sneered:
"Fuck it."

Although the generals heard these rebellious words many times, they still couldn't help but hold their foreheads in their hands.

But even though they didn't agree verbally, deep in their hearts, they all felt an unprecedented sense of resonance.

What Zhao Gou did has chilled the hearts of people all over the world.

They threw their heads and blood along the way and sacrificed so many brothers before they reached the north bank of the Yellow River.

Now, with just a piece of paper and a book, you want us to return to Lin'an and hand over the vast north and countless sons of the Han family to others? !

How can such an emperor be worthy of allegiance?

After talking about the unlucky things, Ye Hengzhou looked at the generals and smiled sincerely at those familiar faces.

He opened his arms and stepped forward with a big smile.

"Brothers, I'm back!"

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(End of this chapter)