Fu Canglu

Chapter 641 The Tiger in the South ([-])

"The war has already begun, Yi Xiao. I want to ask you a question, will Holy Island intervene in this war?"

"I hope not. But it is impossible for the Northern Wei Dynasty to surrender to Qi Liang." Yi Xiao looked at the girl in the yellow shirt in front of him, and said with a smile, "You can't possibly come here to persuade me to bow to the Northern Wei Dynasty. I think you also know the answer. Take ten thousand steps back, if you have any questions, you can ask me from your heart. Why bother to come here in person?"

"I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Xiaotao, the son in a wheelchair, raised his head and looked at Yi Xiao, "I heard the sound of war breaking out in Qijiang, when are you going to intervene?"

Yi Xiao turned her head and glanced at the mountains of the holy island, "Qingli's magic circle is on my body. As the crown prince of Qiliang, at the moment when the war started, even if I was thousands of miles away, I would I am ready to join the war at any time. But... I do not represent Holy Island."

"I understand."

Young master Xiaotao gritted his teeth, and said seriously: "I helped you in Yincheng, I'm not coercing you, I want to ask you to let Qi Liang let Ning Fengxiu go."

In the war between the North and the South, the two sides of the Qijiang River were the first to bear the brunt. The battle of crossing the river had already broken out, and Ning Fengxiu, the king of Sirius who guarded the gate for the Northern Wei Dynasty, was an uncle who treated him well since childhood.

Young master Xiaotao is very clear that the direction of this war cannot be changed by himself.

No matter how you look at it, the Northern Wei Dynasty has come to an end.

But she wanted to save Ning Fengxiu's life.

"The Nanhai disciples have already gone to the battlefield to pick him up?"

Yi Xiao squinted his eyes, guessed the action that young master Xiaotao would take, and said softly: "This is actually a violation of the regulations. I have been holding down the invitation to fight on the Holy Island for the past few days, just to prevent the appearance of the great practitioner. , breaking the iron law that everyone has tacitly agreed to over the years."

Then he laughed softly: "Qi Liang launched a war against the Northern Wei Dynasty, just hoping that the world will be truly peaceful, not based on massacres. If Ning Fengxiu can escape from that dragon boat, then let him escape. gone."

Even if the Sirius King with the white horse and silver spear is lonely and brave, what kind of waves can he make if he is thrown among thousands of people?
After all, just a lone wolf.

The sky is spinning, and the wind is howling.

The heavy halberd hit the shoulder with a "swish", and the white shirt was smashed to pieces long ago. The flesh and blood were like diamond glass. Even so, it was still stabbed heavily. The big gun swung back and forth, provoking two heads. Fengxiu's footsteps were slightly wrong, and he raised his gun and threw it out
The long spear shot out, over the heads of the crowd of armored soldiers, nailed through the beam with a "bang", trembling back and forth!

The middle-aged man bent down, broke through the straw sandals, and rushed out like a cheetah. He grabbed a shield casually and resisted the bombardment of the crossbow arrows that were close at hand. Falling to one side, taking advantage of the momentum to roll around, the ten fingers that contained huge energy grabbed the deck of the ship fiercely, scratched and grabbed the entire huge iron sheet, and then set off a series of steel decks like a carpet, and the flames splashed everywhere , the armored soldier staggered to and fro, this figure rushed out of the completely destroyed formation.

No one ever thought that Ning Fengxiu's combat power was so strong, and his killing intent was so fierce!
He swept out of the crowd and slapped the bottom of the long spear piercing the girder half of his body with his palm. As the girder collapsed, the cheetah-like middle-aged warrior ran up gloomy. The big gun flew forward wantonly with a single shot, and the middle-aged warrior just rushed forward with the gun.

Ten feet, five feet!
The scholar was right in front of him, and instead of running away, he turned around and looked at him calmly.

He held the Qiliang Zijin Tiger Talisman in his hand, and if there was an accident on the dragon boat that even Wang Luo couldn't control, then Yi Shaoran would rush over from the battlefield.

Ning Fengxiu stopped in an instant, and the hairs all over his body stood up. Finally, he stopped with his gun in his hand, and smashed a series of iron sheets with his toes. Sparks splashed, and the tip of the gun was stretched out, scraping through the void, and making an extremely violent explosion
The long spear pierced into a mass of green flames.

On the entire dragon boat, a pair of cyan pupils suddenly opened!

Yi Shaoran!
Ning Fengxiu retracted the gun and handed it out again, a wolf howled from the tip of the gun, and the vitality of the Bailiangmu gun condensed, like a lone wolf rushing, and finally gathered, turned into thunder, and exploded amidst the ear-piercing sound of the gun tips colliding!
The body of the middle-aged warrior was brought back by the huge force. He glanced back at the armor tide advancing layer by layer. His face was still determined. He held the gun with both hands and handed it out again!

The flames burned bigger and bigger, and finally a green armor rushed out of the flames, eyebrows and beards were boiling like a blazing fire, and thousands of phantoms of the "Six Secret Teachings" gathered behind them like a big sun, colliding with Ning Fengxiu Together!
The whole dragon boat trembled, and with this as the boundary, there were two rays of light, the sword light was as fierce as the sun, and the gun light was as fast as thunder, and then there was a momentary blankness.

Wang Luo's shoulders were no longer able to use his strength. He gritted his teeth, and relying on his extraordinary senses, he rushed out in a certain direction and hit Qi Shu's body accurately. Things are easily exposed.

The two figures smashed together and fell on the deck.

Qi Shu's face was pale, his hands supported Wang Luo's shoulders, his eyes were in a trance, his whole body seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, several ribs were broken, his chest was tight, and he could hardly breathe.

After recovering his eyesight, he blinked hard, trying to figure out what happened.

What came into view was the great general Wang Luo who was "bending" in front of him, covered in blood, with one hand pressing on his abdomen, and the other hand tremblingly dragging his armpit.

This is the only fulcrum between himself and him.

Then looking down, a spear point pierced his abdomen, nailing him to the deck, and his whole body was almost perpendicular to the river.

At this moment, Qi Shu just realized that there was an inexplicable huge pulling force pulling him.

He just glanced at it, and his face turned pale.

The whole dragon boat was broken into two pieces, and the section he was in was tilted high. I don't know how many soldiers fell into the river. The white Liangmu gun body nailed into the deck allowed Wang Luo to hold him back.

The river flowers splashed everywhere, dipping into the blood red of the river surface.

Yi Shaoran rushed back from the front line. Qi Liang paid a heavy price.

Those who can push themselves to this point must be killed.

He kept sinking in Jiang's heart, and he held all his breath.

It was pitch black.

Ning Fengxiu closed his eyes when the blazing light exploded. Even so, the pain in his brain was still extremely painful. His muscles were trembling, and the blood was faintly visible on the skin, but fortunately, the person opposite Qi Liang's number one general, took the shot hard, and his current situation is not much better than his own.

Throwing the spear at the last moment was entirely based on his own intuition.

If this shot stabs Qi Shu to death, then it is a blessing from God, if it fails, then there is no other way.

At this moment, he ran again and handed out his carbine. Whether he could kill Qi Shu or not is another matter. If he was entangled by Yi Shaoran
The battle of crossing the river has broken out.

Qi Liang's first landing city must be Sirius City.

If the 20 people in the city are breached, the Northern Wei Dynasty will open a huge gap. Under the threat of the Battle of Rejecting the West and the Nanguan Landing, the Great Wei will be attacked by the enemy.
Ning Fengxiu opened his eyes suddenly, and confirmed that he was not caught by the first general of Qiliang.

Being underwater is an excellent escape route.

He didn't use his vitality, and floated up slowly, and silently embraced a crossbowman. After twisting his head, he calmly removed the light armor of the crossbowman, put it on himself, and swam towards the river bank.

The login process was smoother than I imagined.

Ning Fengxiu took a deep breath, and he floated up to the surface of the water without a sound. Until this moment, he finally saw how tragic the long line of war broke out on the river bank.

The flames soaring into the sky, the sound of drums, the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of horses roaring, filled with smoke and dust, and the sails of the dragon boat swayed in the fog of the river.

Ning Fengxiu's lips were a little dry, he suddenly felt a little dazed, he turned his head like a log, trying to identify the direction.

What is the direction of Sirius King City.
Hundreds of thousands of people are involved in this war, so what can I do?
Among the soaring shouts of killing, there are familiar sounds of horseshoes and hoarse shouts.

"Lord"

Ning Fengxiu turned his head slightly bewildered, and saw the snow-white wolf cavalry rushing out in the wind of fire in the distance, fighting desperately around the river line, only twenty or thirty cavalry were left, one black and one white The big robe fluttered in the blazing heat, and drank along the river bank.

Is it wolf riding?

The rushing wolf rider did not see himself.

But they saw the blazing light that had just burst out.

And the dragon boat that broke in two.

It wasn't until this moment that Ning Fengxiu realized in his mind that this war still needs him, the wolf rider needs his master, and the king's city also needs it. He refuses to defend the city to resist Qi Liang. There are millions of people in the southern region of the Great Wei Dynasty. There are 20 creatures in Sirius King City.

He wants to survive.

Return to Sirius King City alive, and then appease the army's morale and regain their strength.

He endured the severe pain all over his body, and the cracked light armor was shattered by his vitality while running. The wolf rider was delighted to find the prince who was running against the crowd.

Meng Qi couldn't hide the ecstasy in his eyes, he got off his horse head-on, and wrapped up Ning Feng's sleeve, which he had tried so hard, with one hand.

"Wolf rider, retreat!"

The rough voice conveyed in the chaotic battlefield, and the joy of reuniting the wolf rider with its master did not take more than one breath.

The white horse under Ning Fengxiu rushed out like a sharp arrow.

But its four hooves had already been cut off, and after rushing out, it fell heavily and slid on the ground. Ning Fengxiu fell off the horse and fell into the smoke and dust. The green light pierced Meng Qi's chest and pierced out from behind. The eight-foot man clenched the tip of the sword with both hands, and slid on the ground against the huge force.

Smoke and dust scattered.

The green armor finally tried his best, but he didn't directly kill the black robe with a single sword.

There was blood in the throat of the broad black robe, his eyes widened to the maximum, fixedly staring at the blue armor in front of him holding a sword.

The hoarse voice sounded again!
"Wolf rider. Withdraw!"

(End of this chapter)