Fu Canglu

Chapter 78

Almost at the same time as the Xiguan feudal prince and Cao Zhixuan recited the first sound silently.

The roar of Sirius sounded in my ears
A sword intent fell instantly, and an afterimage of a sky blue robe came into view.

The Xiguan feudal king looked calm, smiled lightly, took a step back, and thrust out the barrel of the gun in his hand, pointing it out and then retracting it like a spark.

Xiguanbai is made of Beiyuan Baimu, which is one of the best in the world. It has excellent toughness. The gun shaft bends like a big bow, collapses like thunder, bends and straightens in an instant.

The long sword that was head-to-head with Xiguan Bai burst into a loud cry, and Sirius King Ning Feng held the sword with one hand in his sleeve, and inserted the sword body upside down into the ground, stopping the trembling of the sword body as if it was collapsing.

Then the man in the white robe still took a step forward with one hand, and pointed out the tip of the spear again. Ning Fengxiu's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand was lifted upside down, and he took the second shot with incomparable strength.

A sky-blue robe flew upside down by a single shot, and his figure retreated a few feet, barely stopping his retreat.

Ning Fengxiu looked at the long sword that came out of his hand and picked up a spear. The white robe turned the tip of the spear silently, and the long sword was inserted back to his feet again.

"Very strong."

Ning Fengxiu's wrist was a little numb, and he gave the two-word comment with a blank face.

"You have to wait for sixteen breaths." The Great Feudal King of Xiguan said with a blank expression on his face, "I'm not going to just wait for a mere ninth-rank Sirius King."

Cao Zhixuan was still smiling.

"Yan Xiaoqi should be hunted down by Yuan Zhongcheng and Qigong Nangong Banruo at this time." Xiguan Dafan Wang smiled and said: "Even if it can break the space barrier, at least there must be a stick of incense time."

"Why do you call yourself king?" Cao Zhixuan raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"Even if you take my head, what's the use of you enforcing Fengting?" He was a little puzzled, looking at the tepid white robe.

Li Qing didn't speak.

He was counting the remaining time of sixteen breaths.

There are still ten breaths.

Cao Zhixuan spoke faster, and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the surname of the Northern Wei Dynasty is Cao, whether you surround Fengting or directly attack Luoyang, you can't mobilize your whole body."

Prince Xiguan frowned slightly.

"I asked you to wait for sixteen breaths to let those two hide." Cao Zhixuan said with a smile, "A few days ago, I already guessed your countermeasure, even if Xiaoqi is not around, Fengxiu can protect me well .”

"You mean, without the soldier talismans of Dongguan and Beiguan, I can't win over the Northern Wei Dynasty?" Li Qing paused, "The sixteen breaths used to save one's life, that's all you want to talk about?"

Cao Zhixuan smiled.

Then that smile became extremely dry and froze on his face.

Two figures slowly climbed to the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

The rooftop on the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion is extremely vast.

At this moment, the two old men chose to wear armor and swords, and boarded here at the same time.

They are a vassal.

It represents the attitude of one pass.

The prince of Xiguan smiled and nodded, as a greeting to the two princes who each supported one side.

King Huxiao and King Quanyang, the two generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty who are nearly seventy years old, are now wearing heavy armor, layers of iron armor for close protection, and what they hold in their hands is the king's banner soldier amulet of the famous north and east gates.

Cao Zhixuan looked at the Prince of Xiguan and remained silent.

Ning Fengxiu's right hand was still shaking.

The two vassal kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty who held their respective fief soldier talismans were silent.

Li Qing laughed softly, and Xi Guanbai retracted three feet in his hand.

Immediately no murderous intent.

He asked a question a little funny, breaking the deadlock.

"Did you ever imagine that such a day would come?"

Cao Zhixuan looked at the iron armor of the Sixteen Character Battalion that had already approached the city.

He sighed and said, "I thought about it, but I didn't think about it."

The two old men looked at the young emperor with complicated expressions, and silently walked behind the one in Xiguan.

Ning Fengxiu silently looked at these two old men whose military achievements in the Spring and Autumn Period were enough to rank among the top ten in the mainland general list.

The reason why the Northern Wei Dynasty was able to become the final victor of the Eight Great Kingdoms is that King Huxiao and King Quanyang used to be known as military gods on the battlefield. It is famous all over the world.

It's a pity that the world was flat in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

There will be no more wars.

After all, the two gods of war could not withstand the years. After fighting on horseback, one day they could finally look back at the mountains of fame and honor behind them.

Looking back, no more turmoil, no more fighting.

Iron blood and killing intent are just the souls of the dead under the gunpoint of the past.

They are standing here, holding a soldier talisman.

The four passes of the Northern Wei Dynasty, except the Yongnan Gate known as the Sirius of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The three levels are all on the opposite side of the emperor.

"Sealing the king is only for one life."

King Inuyang's face was covered by armor, only a pair of cloudy eyes could be seen.

King Hu Xiao recalled not long ago, when the four of them entered Fengting together in a chariot.

What Ning Fengxiu said.

"Please watch a good show."

It was indeed a good show.

Counting all the events before and after his life, it is impossible to calculate that this will happen after all.

He silently looked at the young Sirius King.

The light is a little too much, but fortunately it will be broken today.

That Xiguan eagle's methods were too tough, and he couldn't tolerate others not giving in.

"The two help me, it should be hereditary."

The Great Feudal King of Xiguan chuckled, seeing the concerns of the two old men.

At the end of the year, there is no desire or desire.

Being able to make up his mind to hold a military talisman appeared here as the last straw that overwhelmed Wei Huang Cao Zhixuan.

All he asked for was nothing more than a promise to himself.

The Great Feudal Lord of Xiguan looked at Cao Zhixuan again.

"This is the sixteen breaths you want?"

The tone was a little mocking.

Dead end.

From any point of view, it is incomprehensible.

Cao Zhixuan was silent, his eyes turned into the distance.

The Great Feudal King of Xiguan frowned.

The black armor there is like a tide, only a few hundred meters away from the gate of Fengting city.

The pupils of Sirius King Ning Fengxiu shrank slightly.

Hei Jia stopped moving forward.

Murderous!
In the boundless crowd, in the surging blackness like ink.

There are three feet of blank space.

Dressed in plain white light clothes, he walked close to the ground with a terrifying speed that was jaw-dropping.

Within three feet, the twist of the sword cannot be reversed, and the armor will disintegrate by itself.

"I want sixteen breaths." Cao Zhixuan smiled.

He laughed at himself, "Guess, can this young man named Li Changge kill your sixteen-character battalion?"

The white-robed feudal lord of Xiguan didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the plain white light clothes.

He didn't start killing, even though he was surrounded by countless layers of black armor and pointed at by countless murderous auras that could shake people's hearts, he just moved forward in silence.

The line of the road is extremely straight, straighter than a sword.

There was a sharp white light between his brows, and a bone sword was slowly raised from between his brows.

His figure paused slightly.

The bone sword was taken off by him, and his wrist shook slightly.

That bone sword is like a flying knife in an instant!
The pupils of the prince of Xiguan, who was several miles away, shrank slightly, subconsciously mentioned Xiguan Bai, and the tip of his spear suddenly raised.

The bone sword came fiercely, and collided with the tip of Li Qing's spear in a terrifying manner.

The ear-piercing sound starts and then goes off.

The white-robed Great Feudal King had no expression on his face.

Xiguanbai's amber jade-white spear tip was unscathed.

But the gun fell slightly.

There is a person standing on the Xiguan Bai.

The man pointed the gun with one foot, and carried a jug of wine with a smile.

With long hair like ink, which was picked up by a white cool tree, the man had a handsome face, raised his brows slightly, and asked with a smile.

"This is Fengting City?"

Without waiting for an answer, he smiled and took a sip of wine.

"Finally here."

(End of this chapter)