Sword of Coming

When the powerful and short martial arts master tiptoed, he flew away.

Han Jingxin said to the man holding a long spear: "Please also ask General Xu to help Hu Han hold down the formation to prevent him from capsizing in the ditch. After all, he is a monk on the mountain. It is best for us to be careful."

The burly general who was not wearing armor nodded slightly, clamped his horse's belly, and rode forward slowly.

After leaving Beijing, this young and strong military general from the border border did not carry any iron armor at all, only the ancestral horse in his hand.

He didn't like what the prince Han Jingxin did, but he didn't feel disgusted with it. Although Han Jingxin had a surly temperament, was obsessed with fishing, and liked to kill indiscriminately, his brain was really good. On the other hand, the bookish Prince His Highness , is a good man. In fact, being a Taiping Emperor will be a good thing for the people of Shihao Kingdom, but in troubled times, he is destined to have little future. It just so happens that we are in troubled times now, and it is not just the chaos of several countries, but the entire Aquarius Continent. Everything was in chaos, and at this juncture, of course he wanted the good birds to choose a tree to rest on, even if the wood had long grown crooked.

After Hu Han and General Xu's two confidants left one after another, Han Jingxin was actually not too concerned about the battlefield over there and continued to chat with Mr. Zeng next to him.

Let’s talk about the current chaos in central Aquarius Continent.

Han Jing kept repeating one sentence here and there, without any logic.

But Mr. Zeng didn't have the slightest bit of contempt.

The skinny monkey-like short man swept off his horse and did not fly towards them directly. Instead, he landed lightly on the snow, as if taking a walk, and walked towards the three riders.

Ma Duyi was inevitably a little nervous and said softly: "Here he comes."

After all, he is a powerful retinue of His Highness the Prince, and he seems to be a martial arts master who is good at hand-to-hand combat. He is a Qi practitioner under the Earth Immortal. Once he gets close, who will not bite off a layer of it from a pure martial artist like a mad dog? Skin. This is the consensus of the monks on the mountain and the people below. No matter how much Ma Duyi believed in Mr. Chen next to him, he was still uneasy, and Zeng Ye didn't even dare to breathe. Regarding Mr. Chen, he had only heard about all the deeds and feats that happened in Shujian Lake and had never seen it with his own eyes. The tall young man who had brushed the fallen snow off his body from time to time was already covered in hot sweat and could not notice the slightest chill from the wind and snow.

Chen Pingan turned over and dismounted, shook some snowflakes off his shoulders, and rolled up his cuffs.

Walking towards the face of the martial arts master who had defeated all the unrivaled opponents in the Shihao Kingdom, he walked slowly as well.

There is no tense atmosphere at all, but rather like two friends reunited after a long separation.

Ma Duyi only hates that her soul is unstable. The fox-skin talisman is not only her place of refuge, but also a kind of constraint. She was a monk in the cave realm after all...

Just thinking that his Dongfu realm cultivation seemed to be unable to help Mr. Chen tonight, which made Ma Duyi a little discouraged.

A woman's mind is as flexible as a river.

Zeng Ye asked timidly: "Miss Ma, Mr. Chen will be fine, right?"

Ma Duyi turned to look at the tall and naive young man and said angrily: "Do you hope that something will happen? And then you can turn the tide?"

Zeng Ye was deflated and choked.

The 40-year-old swordsman seemed to be inspired by this. While observing the movement ahead, he said slowly: "The front line of the Dali Barbarians is stretched too long. As long as the Zhu Ying Dynasty grits its teeth and survives for another year, it will block the enemy at the gate of the country." In addition, they successfully stopped the two cavalry armies under Su Gaoshan and Cao Pang of the Great Li and prevented them from rushing into the hinterland in one go. This battle will be fought. The cavalry of the Great Li have been going smoothly for too long. If the situation changes next, it may be possible. Just in the blink of an eye. Whether the Zhu Ying Dynasty can win this battle, in fact, the key is not itself, but how long the several vassal states can delay. As long as all the vigor of the two armies of Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping are destroyed, the Great Li We can only plunder the surrounding vassals of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, and then withdraw our troops to the north."

Han Jingxin joked: "If I didn't know Mr. Zeng's life experience clearly, I would have doubted whether Mr. Zeng was a lobbyist for the Zhu Ying Dynasty."

The middle-aged swordsman smiled bitterly and said: "I am just a swordsman who knows some inferior swordsmanship skills. I am just a person from the Jianghu. I have always been the most despised kind of pure martial artist by the sword cultivators in the mountains. When I was young, I traveled for the first time. Zhu Ying Dynasty, I dare not carry my sword and go out. Now that I think about it, this embarrassing incident can be described as a great shame and humiliation. I should have thought that the Zhu Ying Dynasty would be trampled to pieces by Da Li's horses, and I should not have encouraged Your Highness to go to Zhu Ying's capital to lie dormant. In a few years, when the situation becomes clear, I will return to Shihao Kingdom to tidy up the mountains and rivers. If I hadn’t been trusted by the Queen, I don’t know where I would be making a living now.”

Han Jingxin suddenly said something that was thousands of miles away from the topic, "It is said that the Great Li State Master has no plans left, but together with our Shihao Kingdom, several major Zhu Ying vassals can be said to be stubbornly resisting. It seems that the Great Li Spy The infiltration of vassal states like ours has been a failure. Our Shihao Kingdom only has a border soldier, the Huang family, so we still feel that there is an opportunity. We are not willing to be a local emperor who eats sand and smells horse manure on the border. I want to I wanted to make a big gamble, so I decided to take refuge with Su Gaoshan, my brother of the wise king."

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no one in this world who can truly make a plan. Only by accurately predicting the general trend, and then every step is in line with the purpose of judging the situation, is the right way."

Han Jingxin said with a face full of sincerity and sincerity: "Mr. Zeng, I'd like to thank you."

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly frowned and said nothing, staring at the battlefield about forty paces away, which was about to break out.

Hu Han and the young monk wearing a blue cotton robe had already stopped.

The general riding behind Hu Han, surnamed Xu, was holding a long spear and had stopped moving forward.

Han Jingxin asked doubtfully: "Is that young man seeking death? Instead of retreating, he relied on the magic of the Immortal family to implicate Hu Han, and then sacrificed several powerful life objects. Instead, he took the initiative to step forward? Is he going to surrender? Offering that with both hands. A fox-skin beauty? It seems that the bones of the immortal master on the mountain are not much heavier than those of the common people at the bottom of the mountain. With such a master in the stall, that sexy ghost is considered a bad person. Isn’t this a heartless bastard like me? , something that can only be done?”

The middle-aged swordsman did not echo Han Jingxin's last "witty" words, and looked a little more solemn, "Everything is wrong. This man is indeed a monk. He has the spiritual energy flowing from the two heavens and the earth, or he is a cultivator." Because it is too shallow, only the lower five realms, so the spiritual energy flow is dark and stagnant, or it is hidden deeply, reaching the height of the Sea Viewing Realm or even the Dragon Gate Realm monks, so even I can't see through it. If it is an unexpected pure martial artist , the fist intention has reached the state of nature, but I have been observing the subtle signs of this person dismounting and walking. The pace is relatively steady, but the unique 'meaning' in our martial arts... is very loose, it is simply nothing. A layman who is helped by the Master to lead the way. However, regardless of these two possibilities, I can be sure of one thing. That young man has absolutely no intention of getting along with us."

Han Jingxin put his hands together, rubbed the jade pendant in his palms, and said with a smile: "Could he be a fool who is not afraid of tigers when he is a newborn calf? He is used to showing off his authority on the mountain or in the areas around the master's sect, and he didn't even notice Hu Han's horrible?"

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head, "It doesn't look like that."

Mr. Zeng quickly changed his statement and shook his head again, "No."

Han Jingxin was bored and exhaled again and again, exhaling large clouds of white mist. "Let's not make any guesses. Whether that guy is a mule or a horse, it will be clear after Hu Han punches him."

Han Jingxin lowered his voice and said with a chuckle: "Hu Han is really going to hit a hard wall. It's not a bad thing. Hu Han might be really grateful for my two rewards. This is something that is quite difficult to achieve. "

The middle-aged swordsman laughed dumbly and nodded slightly.

Some of Han Jingxin's words revealed his true nature, which really made others convinced.

This prince, who has not yet become a vassal, is already able to control the unruly Hu Han and the arrogant General Xu, not just because of his status.

It would be strange to see someone struggling to carry a burden. Han Jingxin was just looking at the excitement, but General Xu, who had stopped his horse and held his horse, was calm in his heart.

Only Hu Han was in the game. He was gearing up and excited from the beginning. He was getting closer and closer to the young man. Compared with Mr. Zeng who was watching the game from far behind, Hu Han was more intuitive.

Until the two sides stopped, they were no more than five steps apart.

Hu Han actually felt a sense of crisis, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. He glanced at the bamboo knife and ancient sword hanging on the side of the opponent's waist, "Boy, are you also a pure martial artist?"

As a result, the young man in a green cotton robe nodded and asked, "A coincidence or not?"

Hu Han said with a smile: "What a coincidence, what a coincidence. Since everyone is a member of the Jianghu, I can't help but talk about the morality of the Jianghu. Let's discuss it. You and the young man can just leave and stay." How about that fox-skinned female ghost?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Hu Han shifted his gaze and once again looked at the depth of the footprints in the snow behind Chen Pingan.

Ordinary people can't see the difference, but as a martial artist of the Seventh Realm, Hu Han naturally has excellent eyesight and can see in detail. From the moment the young man dismounted from the horse to the ground, and then walked here, he walked in different shades, high and low.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't look, you can't see the truth. When I traveled alone for the second time, I took the Xianjia ferry. I already knew how to hide the depth of my steps and the speed of my breathing, which is harmful to others. You must have a heart and be on guard against others, so after you practice boxing more and more, the habit becomes natural, and maybe I don’t even notice it sometimes.”

Hu Han was stunned for a moment, then said: "Little brother, you are still a master!"

Chen Ping'an neither admitted nor denied, "Are you a Golden Body martial artist? But your foundation is beaten to pieces, almost like paper."

Hu Han chuckled, "Little brother, what you said is so hurtful. Be careful, if I get upset, I will pull out your tongue by the roots."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's my fault. In the past six months, I've dealt with too many dead people and I'm used to chatting more. In fact, I didn't do this when I only wanted to fight against others."

Hu Han suddenly said: "No wonder, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As a senior in the world, my little brother and I are exactly the opposite. I like chatting with people the most..."

"Killing on the side!"