Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

"Shut up!" Uncle Zhan suddenly snorted coldly, causing everyone present to shut up obediently, only to see him nodding towards Luo Xingyan: "You also lead a team, remember, at least three months is the only term." Full."

Luo Xingyan nodded, not saying much.

Although it was beyond expectation, but it was just a few trivial things, so naturally he didn't take it to heart. Uncle Zhan then asked the generals about their military strength, and finally ordered with a solemn expression: "Recently, the spies in the city have received news that there will be changes in the barbarians. From now on, all ministries must train strictly, equip their armaments, and be on standby at any time!"

Everyone shuddered in their hearts, and suddenly agreed...

The ice sheet is thousands of miles away, and not a single blade of grass grows.

Suddenly, a resounding cry of an eagle came from high above the sky, and a black spot in the distance grew in size at an astonishing speed. Stand on the armguard.

It is an unusually majestic and sharp falcon.

"My lord, there is a barbarian cavalry team approaching three miles to the southeast. They should be the scouts of the other party." A moment later, the sergeant manipulating the falcon reported to the person beside him.

"How many people are there?" Wu Feng was wearing leather armor and riding a black steed. Around him, there were several soldiers in leather armor of the same model, who had just finished their break and were packing their bags and preparing to set off.

"There are about twenty people."

"It should be aimed at us." Wu Feng's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he suddenly ordered, "Everyone is ready to fight."

Most of this team are veterans of the Patrol Corps, with rich combat experience, and they were ready in just a short while, with their palms constantly holding weapons, ready for battle.

Just a moment later, barbarians were already visible in the distance. These barbarian soldiers were generally taller than their own, with strange patterns painted on their faces. Their mounts were gray wolves with long hair. After Wu Feng and the others whistled and rushed over.

A barbarian who rushed to the front was still bare-chested in such a cold place, showing a strong body covered with scars, holding an unusually sharp bone knife in his hand, and a string of different shapes around his neck. This kind of costume has always belonged to the most elite warrior class in the barbarians.

"Follow me!" Wu Feng kicked the stirrup vigorously with both feet, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string. Behind him, a group of cavalry pierced in like a sharp knife.

With a "clang" sound, the two-handed giant sword with a wide handle was unsheathed, and the giant sword passed through the air, and there was a roar of a tiger. Take a beautiful arc across the opponent's neck.

The Tiger Roaring Sword, this divine weapon once again showed its style on the battlefield after being silent in the treasury for a long time.

The head of the samurai still flew up with a ferocious expression. Wu Feng continued to ride his horse and galloped wildly. He opened and closed the big sword in his right hand. All the opponents were not one-on-one. They were either shocked by the sword or the power carried by the sword. He flew out and fell to the ground with only convulsions left.

The handover battle ended quickly. With one side equipped with extraordinary combat power, the barbarian cavalry was quickly strangled to nothing. The corpses of huge wolves mixed with the blood of the barbarians soaked the ground under the ice sheet, leaving behind dark trails. Red mottled.

Chapter 110 Tianxiang Building

"My lord, it has been confirmed that the other party is the cavalry team of the Assamese Ministry." A soldier rode to Wu Feng's side and looked at Wu Feng with a slightly respectful gaze.

Wu Feng alone killed more than half of the barbarian soldiers, and there were no casualties on his side.

This was an almost impossible record in the past. Because the Assam Army is the closest to Huquan Pass, there are often conflicts on weekdays, and both sides have casualties. In a week, the number of Assamese cavalry teams that died in their hands has reached three, with a number of more than forty people.

In the extremely harsh environment of the Northland, forty athletes who can ride wolves are equivalent to the entire force of some small tribes. Even a medium-sized tribe like the Assam tribe is a painful loss. The cavalry team we met today Maybe it's not because he has the idea of ​​wanting revenge.

It's a pity that in the face of Wu Feng's extremely formidable force, this cavalry team finally collapsed here.

In the army, the strong are most likely to be respected. Wu Feng quickly subdued these soldiers with his own strength. In other words, it was their luck to be under such an officer.

"Clean up the battlefield and prepare to return to the camp." Wandering in the wasteland day and night, supplies are almost exhausted, and the opponent's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. It is time to return to the city to rest.

With Wu Feng's order, everyone cut off the barbarian's scalp, got on their horses, and left the place quickly.

A moment later, another barbarian cavalry team galloped to this place. The barbarian man at the head saw the corpses all over the ground and then scrambled and jumped off the wolf beast. He hugged the corpse of his tribe, his eyes turned red, and he raised his head and howled like a wolf. Same roar!

"My lord, we have gained a lot this time, and there must be a lot of rewards when we go back to the city. The brothers together bought you a drink, and by the way, enjoy the dance of the barbarian women from the Lhasa tribe." On the way back to the city, a man with a childish face The breathless young knight urged his horse to catch up with Wu Feng and said.

In Huquanguan, all heroes are judged by their military exploits, and the head of each barbarian soldier is worth a hundred taels of silver, which is a huge sum of money even in the bitter cold of the Northland, and this group of people went out with Wu Feng, which is considered a small fortune.

Wu Feng smiled slightly, "Thank you brothers for me, Wu will definitely go."

The young knight's face was pleasantly surprised. During this time together, they also saw that with the ability of this officer, he would not stay in this mere position for a long time, and once the other party was promoted, how could the group of them express their closeness? Chance.

Different from disciples born in major sects like Wu Feng, ordinary soldiers are mostly born in the north, and some are even mixed blood of locals and barbarians. Whether it is their own strength or background, it is extremely difficult for them to be promoted. The strong are their choices.

Several hours later, the tall and majestic city wall was already faintly visible in the distance. After a while, the inspection team came to the city wall, and after being confirmed by the city guards as the inspection army, they entered through a side door on the side.

Suddenly, Wu Fengxin looked at the tower on one side with a feeling, and met a cold gaze, but it was Ge Yong, the Yinfeng knife. This person was wearing a black armor of the city guard. Obviously, he did not expect that Wu Feng would be so keen in the crowd. Spotting him in the middle, he quickly looked away with a guilty conscience.

I don't know why, every time he faces this child, he has a feeling of trepidation, that feeling is like the despair when he faced the dire wolf alone when he was young, and his life and death were completely in the hands of the other party!

For the first time, he considered whether it was worth a little friendship from before, whether it was worth being an enemy of this man who made him feel afraid.

Wu Feng didn't know that Ge Yong's mental journey changed suddenly with just a simple glance.

His usual practice is: if the opponent sticks out his claws, he will cut off the claws. If the opponent shows his sharp teeth, he will never eat with his teeth for the rest of his life!

No one knows that hidden under Wu Feng's indifferent and harmless appearance is the iron-blooded tyrant as the dictator of the Beidou plane.

If you want to say something, the team members who followed him not long ago but were completely impressed felt the deepest. He has an aura that makes people involuntarily obey and follow him.

Entering the city, Wu Feng was surrounded by everyone and went to the combat preparation department. The scalps of more than forty barbarian elites caused a new round of amazement. In the period when there was no large-scale battle, they were able to wipe out the barbarian cavalry many times without any casualties. This already shows extraordinary strength. For this reason, the ten people under Wu Feng's command showed off their might.

……

As one of the best restaurants in Huquan Pass, Tianxiang Restaurant is divided into upper, middle and lower floors.

To be able to open such a luxurious restaurant in such a remote and desolate place in the Northland, the power behind it is absolutely amazing. The moment Wu Feng entered the restaurant, he seemed to be back in the hinterland city of Qi. The warm heating almost made people forget the outside world completely. Howling wind.

Even the lower and middle floors of the restaurant are full of carved beams and painted buildings, with elegant shapes and red lacquer and green plants dotted among them. The third floor is the VIP room, and casual guests do not accept reservations at all.

Surrounded by a group of people, Wu Feng came down to one of the five big tables on the second floor near the street. Just as he sat down, a soldier next to him shouted loudly for the second and second graders to serve tea. Fun in town.

Their performance at this table was not outstanding, and the entire lobby on the second floor was crowded with all kinds of people. Compared with the reserved and introverted Qi people in the inland area, the people from the Northland seemed more enthusiastic and bold, and the drinks were lively.

Wu Feng also got a lot of useful information from their chats. The military power of Huquanguan is mainly composed of the military and sects. The two have infiltrated and cooperated with each other for decades. The martial arts masters and the army's elite soldiers repelled the attacks of the barbarian tribes led by the barbarian blood warriors time and time again.

According to the news from the spies who went deep into the wilderness, the situation of the barbarians in the northern wilderness is very bad this year. A large number of livestock died of various extreme weather. Within these two months.

This is also the root cause of frequent encounters with the enemy recently.

"My lord's martial arts are unrivaled in the world. Brothers are fortunate to be supported by an adult to save this humble life. Come! Brothers, toast your lord!" Naturally, the people sitting around did not forget the main purpose of today, and stood up to toast one after another.

Ever since he practiced Ripple Immortal Dao, Wu Feng found that his resistance to negative effects has greatly increased. There is a kind of ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk at the wine table.

The group was drunk, when suddenly there was a loud noise upstairs, a figure smashed through the wooden door and shot down from the third floor, knocked over a square table next door, and was splashed all over his head by the bowl of wine, vegetables and soup on the table. Face.

Suddenly, the whole bustling second floor suddenly calmed down, and immediately yelled and shouted one after another, obviously feeling that there was something lively to watch.

Chapter 110

"Qiu Mingzi, don't bully people too much!" The man got up from the ground with a grunt, his face was full of shame and anger, but he didn't dare to go forward as if he was afraid.

A figure of a young swordsman appeared at the railing on the third floor. This man was dressed in a white robe with cloud patterns and a jade crown on his head. He had a handsome appearance and a pair of slender eyes. A long sword with a dark blue blade.

"Huang Haoran, you still haven't made any progress after such a long time." Qiu Mingzi showed disdain, "It's a pity that I made a special trip for you. I didn't expect you to be unable to take my three moves."

Huang Haoran's face was extremely ugly, and he was crying secretly in his heart. Originally, he just got together with a few colleagues, but unexpectedly met Qiu Mingzi's old enemy. Terrible, one person and one sword all suppressed several people on his own side.

"Brother Huang, it seems that you have encountered some trouble." The sudden voice sounded like heaven in Huang Haoran's ears, and when he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure, "Brother Wu, when did you come back?"

"Just finished the mission and returned to the city." Wu Feng nodded, walked to Huang Haoran's side, raised his head slightly, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, "Is your Excellency Qiu Mingzi?"

Qiu Mingzi always maintained the best posture for drawing the sword. Hearing this, he glanced at Wu Feng calmly: "Huang Haoran asked for reinforcements, this is really in line with your style." The last sentence was addressed to Huang Haoran.

"Brother Wu, I leave everything to you." Huang Haoran whispered to Wu Feng, and then said to Qiu Mingzi with a calm expression, "Qiu Mingzi, I am not as good as you in terms of martial arts, but how dare you fight this brother Wu Feng?" Make an appointment to have a competition, and it will definitely leave you with unforgettable memories.”

Qiu Mingzi let out three long laughs, which made the porcelain bowl on the table tremble, and everyone else was moved. This child's voice was not high-pitched, but it made people's ear drums tingle, showing his impressive cultivation.

Those who know the origin of this person are even more astonished. In such a scene, it is obvious that Qiu Mingzi has practiced Qiushui Xinjue to the extreme state of femininity, and he is only one step away from breaking through the barrier of cathode and yang, and stepping into the top of the younger generation Expert category.

The laughter stopped.

The white clothes on Qiu Mingzi's body were windless and active, exuding a sudden murderous intent: "It is better to hit the sun than choose the day, and come to understand your brilliant move today."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Mingzi jumped down from Zhang Xu away, and the momentum of the sword carried straight down and turned into dozens of piercing sword energy, which was shot out first.

"Something." The moment Qiu Mingzi made a move, Wu Feng's eyes suddenly flashed, he took half a step forward to block Huang Haoran, and slashed the air with his palm!

"Clang!" There seemed to be a crisp sound of gold and iron clanging in the air, dozens of sword qi were blown apart by the force of the palm, and the overwhelming sword qi was swept away by a pair of fleshy palms, which could no longer cause any lethality.

All of a sudden, a silvery sword light filled the sky like a silver glow, lingering in the autumn water, pierced lightly at a mysterious and mysterious angle, making others feel extremely weird and contradictory. It seemed to be on the left side, but it ran to the right side in an instant, but if If you catch the right side, you will definitely not escape the end of being pierced on the left side.

What's even more frightening is the owner of this sword light, Qiu Mingzi with a sneer on his face. His swordsmanship is the best at taking the lead. Once he falls into the rhythm of his swordsmanship, he will be drawn into it involuntarily. In the sword posture, it is absolutely difficult to escape.

It gradually shrinks like a spider web, allowing the prey to fall under the mouthparts of the predator step by step.

However, at the next moment, a large sword with a wide handle appeared out of thin air, just blocking the path that the long sword must pass through. As soon as the two came into contact, a powerful force was transmitted instantly, and Qiu Mingzi was shocked all over. Unable to maintain it, he quickly withdrew and flew back.

The calm and unhurried look on his face could no longer be maintained, and he said in amazement: "Top human magic weapon!"

The crowd was even more stunned.

I saw Wu Feng holding an unusually ferocious and gorgeous broad-handled epee in his right hand, which was longer than ordinary battlefield swords. The handle was a lifelike tiger's head biting the hilt, made of cold iron. The sword exudes a cold air.

Just by looking at its appearance, you can tell that this sword is not ordinary. Even Qiu Mingzi's sword of human god and sword is not enough.

Magical weapons are rare, and every magical weapon has a specific source, not to mention this magical weapon is cold and dense, with its own frost effect, it looks like the top of the human magic weapon.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Without any desire to explain, Wu Feng's mouth showed a ferocious look, and he leaped to the sky above Qiu Mingzi in a flash, and the epee with both hands violently slammed down!

Qiu Mingzi snorted coldly, the sword energy converged on the sword body, and blue light burst out, piercing the air with one blow!

clang!

There was a loud brass-like noise at the scene, and Qiu Mingzi groaned, breaking through the roof tiles and flying out.

A big hole was opened on the roof, and everyone in the arena looked at each other. Could it be that simple?

"Of course, no!" Wu Feng's eyes seemed to be able to see through the roof tiles, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Qi machine sensed that Mid-Autumn Mingzi's aura did not fall but rose, and the next moment, an astonishing sword intent rose above, and all the sword wearers in the field were shocked to find that the sword in the sheath "trembled" by itself.

The sword has a spirit. The swordsman practices the sword day after day, observes the way of all things in the world, and then can unite with the sword spirit in his hand to comprehend the true meaning of the sword, which is called the sword intent.

"Sword Intent·Autumn Rain Without Trace!"

Like the autumn rain falling one after another, the sword energy turned into streamer and walked quickly in the room, and suddenly stabbed towards the center.

The goal is impressively, Wu Feng!

Wu Feng let out a long laugh, the muscles on his arms suddenly vibrated at an astonishing frequency, his body spun around at a high speed centered on his toes, and the Tiger Roaring Sword formed a silver storm of blades and collided with the sword energy quickly.

Clank bang bang bang bang bang bang...

For a while, the sound of iron and steel clashing was endless, and the sword energy overflowing from the fight between the two shot wildly, cutting smooth incisions on the ground of the nearby tables and chairs. The farther away the better.

Clang!

The sword light faded suddenly, but at the next moment, those who had a certain level of cultivation felt a thrilling feeling. This feeling was like dancing on the edge of a blade, and there was a terrible danger of falling on the spot anytime, anywhere.

"On top!"