Vol 2 Chapter 122: Xu 7'an's plan (1)

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When everyone was enthusiastic, Xu Qi'an suddenly took down the scroll and said, "Everyone, a few adults away. You must not intervene in the fight."
Like a bucket of cold water, poured on everyone's head.
Chen Xiao was anxious, "Master Xu, I am willing to fight with the adults, and die without regret."
The forbidden army roared: "I wish to fight with Master Xu, and die without regret."
If you are equipped with artillery and bed crossbows, I don’t mind if you help me in the battle, but with the small pistols like military crossbows, how do you fight against the big muscles of others.........Xu Qi’an has a calm face , Angered:
"This is an order!"
The imprisoned soldiers were angry and anxious, and they didn't understand why he gave such orders.
Xu Qian's spirit was tense, and he was prepared for two fourth-rank attacks. Seeing that Chen Xiao was still reluctant to follow his life, his anger surged and said viciously:
"You can only stay to die. If you don't leave, I will kill you first."
Chen Xiao understood that Master Xu insisted on letting them retreat to protect them, not wanting to watch his brothers sacrifice in vain.
With tears in his eyes, he arched his hands and said, "Master Xu, you, take care."
The imperial soldiers also realized what Xu Qi'an meant, and the circles under their eyes immediately turned red.
"Master Xu, you don't want to thank you for your great kindness. If you can escape this crisis, you will definitely repay you in the future." Dali Temple Cheng walked to Xu Qi'an and said deeply.
The two censors bowed and said, "Master Xu, take care."
You have used it all, it is rare for a clear stream like Yushi.
Chen Cat arched his head and did not speak, but the gratitude and respect in his eyes were no less than the previous two. Behind him, several catchers also arched their hands with serious expressions.
"go away."
Xu Qi'an didn't look at them and bit the scroll in his mouth again.
Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha, the two fourth-rank masters, did not stop them, and the audience left with cold eyes, their eyes fixed on Xu Qi'an.
"The qi movement is not strong, it's not a fourth-rank martial artist. But the diamond magic is very understanding."
Tang Shanjun twisted the dragon's body, examined it for a moment, and gave an opinion.
"What I bit in my mouth is a Confucian book that records spells, and his own combat power has not reached the fourth rank. Oh, when the book is always used up, kill him."
Malzaha, who was covered with black hair, sneered.
Tang Shanjun's abdomen bulged, highlighting a "ball", the ball rushed to the throat, suddenly ejected.
Suddenly, the sticky, stenchy "rain" covered Xu Qi'an for tens of meters, making him unable to avoid it.
A brilliant golden pill rises and shines, and the viscous fishy liquid touches its light, and it is slapped away without touching the slightest.
Thump thump...
At this time, Zalmuha took the opportunity to rush and charge, and his one-foot-high body slammed into Xu Qi'an, trying to seize the scroll in his mouth.
"Snapped!"
Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers, igniting the paper between his fingertips and a black hair in the page.
Zalmuha's body was rushed, as if hit by a wooden stick, he fell to his knees in pain.
Curse!
Xu Qi'an just wanted to take this opportunity to beat the falling water dog, the wind whistling in his ears, Tang Shanjun's faucet abruptly bumped.
The heaven and the earth are like a Hong Zhong Dalu, Xu Qi'an flies upside down into the mountain, falling rocks and rolling.
The next moment, he rushed out unscathed, tore off a few pages of paper, clamped it in his hand, and looked at the two fourth-rank experts coldly.
In addition to the magic book, his strongest attack is "Heaven and Earth Sword Sword", but due to his own cultivation level, it is impossible to cut through the physical defense of the fourth-rank master.
Instead, it will make oneself enter a state of weakness.
Therefore, in addition to the defense of the King Kong magical power, he did not intend to use the "Heaven and Earth", but to use the Confucian magic book to contain the enemy.
But as the two fourth ranks said, the magic book will always run out.
The Wufu and Yaozu of Rank 4 were notoriously resistant, and Xu Qi'an didn't think he could kill people with magic books. Unless he uses the Confucian life skills: speak out and follow the law.
However, the sequelae of uttering the law is too great. During the dispute between heaven and man, he almost lost his soul because of "the soul is strengthened tenfold." It was Li Miaozhen who helped him reclaim his soul.
Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously does not possess the high-end and atmospheric skills of calling souls, and it is almost the same to call him to dig a grave...Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.
Therefore, the key to victory in this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.
Turning her head and looking at it, she found that the woman in the red dress was stuck in Yang Yan's gun even though she was falling in the wind everywhere. No matter how Yang Yan stabbed, she did not call, and tried to respond.
There are strengths and weaknesses among the four rank martial artists, but it will be difficult to tell the outcome for a while. This woman is not only a show, but also more resistant than imagined...Xu Qi'an felt helpless.
Without showing an anxious expression, he spit out the scroll and held it in his hand, shaking it a few times, and said with a smile: "The spells in the book are indeed limited, but it is enough to deal with you two."
As he spoke, he tore another page of paper, burnt it out, and wiped the ashes on the blade of the black gold long knife.
In an instant, the black gold long knife seemed to be given life, "shooing" and pierced through the air, flying around flexibly, attacking Jun Tang from different angles.
Dao Shu Qi Shi Qi, a Taoist priest of this realm can manipulate magical instruments, and his signature skill is flying sword.
A huge body means an advantage in terms of strength, but the corresponding drawbacks are also shown. Tang Shanjun lacks other effective means except for the shock of the air machine to impact the "flying knife".
If it is an ordinary weapon, it is not painful or itchy, but this blade is sharp and unparalleled, and it stings on the scales.
call........
Zalmuha lifted a boulder and threw it at Xu Qi'an.
Boom boom boom!
Pieces of boulders hit, Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the meteor-like boulders.
Because of the pain caused by the "flying knife", Jun Tangshan was angry and fierce. He wandered in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an, and the trees broke off, the boulders rolled down, and he became Zalmuha in disguise. Weapons.
"boom!"
After a huge rock closed the road, Jun Tangshan chased and blocked Xu Qi'an, and the huge dragon head was condescending and looked down, making a deafening noise:
"I caught you."
Baizhang's body shrank drastically, turning into a two-foot-long body with thick arms, which bound Xu Qi'an.
Taking advantage of the opponent's hands and feet tied, Tang Shanjun opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face, trying to take away or destroy the scroll.
It bit into the air, Xu Qi'an's figure disappeared abruptly, appeared 100 meters away, raised his hand, and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.
Warlock's teleportation circle.
"What system has the ability?" Tang Shanjun roared.
The cooked duck flew away like this, making it almost unable to suppress its own anger, and wanted to wreak havoc.
It's too difficult.
The book in the hands of the silver gong contains as many spells as it covers, far beyond the imagination of Jun Tangshan and Zalmuha.
A book like this is more precious than most magical artifacts.
Who is he who actually possesses such a treasure?
Because Xu Qi'an is a martial artist, although the two did not think about the identity of a Confucian Academy student, they guessed that he had another real identity.
Suddenly, the woman in the red dress who fought in the distance gave a scream, and then left Yang Yan and fled to the north.
This is a signal to evacuate.
Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha glanced at Xu Qi'an unwillingly, and evacuated with the red skirt woman.
Huh, finally left......... Xu Qi'an exhaled in relief.
If this continues, the "magic book" that Dean Zhao Shou has given him is really going to run out. Even so, he has used a quarter of it, and he feels distressed that it is hard to breathe.
"Wufu is really difficult to deal with. Unless there is a huge difference in grades, it is impossible to win or lose in a short period of time... Well, if I were a Rank 4, I might be able to become a maverick. With only one shot, either you die or I die..."
Thinking in his heart, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan, and said loudly: "Boss, follow the plan, you go to the mission, and I will save the princess."
Yang Yan nodded, hesitated, and replied, "Can you?"
Xu Qi'an grinned and said: "The Confucian spells that follow the law are useless for me. I just warmed up. Don't worry, don't worry about me.
"At my current level, if I want to go, the fourth-rank martial artist can't keep me."
His King Kong magical skill, defense power even surpasses the ordinary 4th rank martial artist.
After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with the monk Shenshu in his heart, "Master, you remember that when you kill, don't destroy the soul."
The gentle voice of the monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: "The poor monk knows."
Ever since he decided to kill the northern monster clan last night, Xu Qi'an has been communicating with the gods, trying to wake him up. After repeated attempts to no avail, in anger, he shouted from the bottom of his heart:
Shenshu nmsl.
Shenshu, he woke up...
Regarding Xu Qi'an's proposal, Monk Shenshu agreed without hesitation. The essence and blood of a fourth-rank master is no different from a great tonic to the monk Shenshu.
There is no such prey on weekdays, and now the opportunity is rare in a lifetime.
Even the monk Shenshu is more urgent than Xu Qi'an. If Yang Yan hadn't been there just now, Jun Tang Shan and Zalmuha would have been a corpse.
"Perhaps there are more than three fourth-ranks, they must have helpers, otherwise it is impossible to let Chu Xianglong escape just now." Xu Qi'an said as he tore off the paper recording Wang Qi technique.
Spy on qi can sometimes be used as a tracking method.
"For the poor monk, the more the better." The gentle voice of the monk Shenshu was filled with a smile.
.............
Chu Xianglong climbed over the mountains and ran desperately with the fake princess on his back.
He is a master of the fifth rank, and he can only be regarded as an upper-middle level among the generals under the command of the king of the north. Of course, leading troops to fight must not be regarded as personal force.
Chu Xianglong's commanding ability is outstanding and he has rich experience in the battlefield. With an army of 50,000 people, Zhenbei King handed over the army to him, which was more assured than handing over to a fourth-rank martial artist.
"I took the "king concubine" to run away, and it will definitely become the target of all people, and become their primary target. When they catch up, I will throw the woman on my back out.
"After they discover that it is a fake, at most one person will be assigned to chase me, not even chase me, but gather manpower to stop the others.
"If something went wrong in the practice, I could run faster... I hope Yang Yan can hold on for a while. Xu Qi'an's diamond magic theory does not lose the fourth rank. Even if it is not easy to kill him, plus Yang Yan, it's no problem to hold for half an hour under the hands of three fourth-rank experts...
"If Xu Qi'an still has a Confucian magic book in his hand, it can still be delayed for a while, hey, there are so many of these things, it must be gone. This is not important, as long as I can delay the time, I can escape.
"I am afraid that the people in the mission will be ill-tempered, and it does not matter if they die. Anyway, they are just writing trivial characters. How can they be compared with the princess and my life? Especially Xu Qi'an, who opposes me everywhere, and there is more guilty death."
While running wildly, Chu Xianglong was thinking, suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking through the sky.
The martial artist's instinct made him need not think, the fifth-grade transformation of energy made him ignore the inertia in the running, keenly leap to the left, and flashed the attack from the air.
In the original position, a white thread-like object appeared, like a silk ball spit out by a spider.
Chu Xianglong raised his head and looked at the sky. Then, his face suddenly changed.
In the blue sky, a monster that looks like a spider but has two wings, its wings and floats in the air.
On its back, stood a man wearing tiger skin, with a tall stature, rough features, and a typical northern appearance. But unlike ordinary barbarians, he has a vertical eye on his forehead.
This person is called Sirius, the leader of the Jinmu Tribe among the 12 Barbarian Tribes.
The Jinmu Tribe is a flying cavalry among the twelve tribes of the Barbarian tribe. Every adult of the tribe raises a feather spider and is a natural scout.
In the battle with the barbarians, the Jinmube has always been the most troublesome existence for the northern garrison. As everyone knows, before the fourth rank, Wufu could not fly in the air.
And even for Rank 4, it can only fly into the air for a short time, and the flight altitude is limited.
However, the real reason for Chu Xianglong’s face changed dramatically, not because he was surprised that the enemy had a fourth rank, but because there were filaments hanging from the protruding fangs of the feather spiders. The end of each filament was a blanket Handmaid bound by silk thread.
The real princess is among them.
Chu Xianglong thought that the mussels were fighting against each other, and the fisherman was profiting. In fact, it was the mantis who caught the cicada and the oriole.
Sirius took off the hard bow on his back, drew a feather arrow, and pulled the string. The huge hard bow instantly bends into a full moon.
Beng.... In the trembling of the strings, the arrows turned into streamers, Chu Xianglong's teeth bit his heart, lifted the woman on his shoulders, and regarded her as a shield.
puff!
The arrow turned suddenly and sank into the soil around him, avoiding the princess.
Beng Beng Beng...
The Sirius with vertical eyes in the center of the eyebrows kept his bow, shot straight or turned, attacking Chu Xianglong from all angles, but as long as he was cruel to block the princess, the arrow would automatically avoid it.
Chu Xianglong lowered his head and ran wildly, without looking at it, only using the warrior's instinct for crisis to catch arrows.
The ground kept blasting deep holes, which were caused by arrows falling around. Occasionally, a flying arrow broke through the shield of the princess, and shot at him, only to make Chu Xianglong stagger slightly.
However, strong anxiety surged in Chu Xianglong's heart.
"Sirius is a fourth-rank, with "intention" in the arrows. At most ten arrows, my copper and iron bones will break. If two arrows are accidentally shot at the same position at the same time, three arrows will break me. defense........"
How to do how to do........
The development of the situation is out of control, and the real princess has become a turtle in the urn, so he can't escape, because the enemy will no longer divide his forces to hunt down the fled maids, and instead go all out to besie him.
Suddenly, Chu Xianglong saw that the dense forest in front was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, like snow.
Looking closely, it is actually a bunch of spider silk. These spider silks are not toxic, but they have strong adhesion.
If he broke into it regardless, he would be covered with spider silk and his actions would become stagnant.
Sirius deliberately drove me here. He had already made a trap...and his thoughts flickered, Chu Xianglong discovered that there was a plain on the left and a mountain on the right. He immediately chose the mountain.
Ignoring inertia, turning to the left, trying to escape into the mountains.
The best way to deal with Feiqi is to hide in the dense forest and avoid watching.
At this time, Takeo's dangerous intuition made him catch the arrow that Sirius had predicted, and without thinking, he avoided it with a horizontal jump.
Ding...puff...Two different noises, one arrow shot at Chu Xianglong's heart and broke, and the second arrow followed and shot at the same position.
The second arrow penetrated the back heart.
"Ho ho..."
Chu Xianglong is not dead, there is still a trace of life.
Sirius Control made the feather spider land, walked in front of Chu Xianglong, looked at him, and said lightly: "Good luck, the two arrows were not aimed at you just now, but you ran into it yourself.
"Don't trust Takeo's intuition too much. It can only catch malicious attacks, and only for a moment. In this moment, if there is another attack, it cannot give an early warning."
"You designed all this..." Chu Xianglong stared at him firmly, his face full of unwillingness.
"Isn't it justified by the hunter to arrange traps?" Sirius's tone was cold and uncomfortable.
He lifted the "Wang Fei" who was trembling with fright, returned to Yu Spider's side, and put her together with the other servant girls.
Then he stood beside Yu Spider, stroking its back, and waited silently.
After a quarter of an hour, the woman in the red skirt, the giant Zalmuha, and the humanoid Tang Shanjun came together, and the three people's feet blasted and propelled them to fly through the air.
The three settled not far away.
"You look embarrassed, the three of them didn't kill Yang Yan together?" Sirius said blankly.
His gaze paused for a moment on the woman in the red dress, then swept across the waists of the three of them, without Yang Yan's head.
"Something happened, there is a hard stubble in the mission." Hong Ling explained with a gloomy face.
"Stubble?" Sirius frowned.
"My injury was caused by Yang Yan, and the two of them were entangled." Hong Ling hummed.
Sirius looked at Tangshan Jun and Zalmuha, questioning.
"A silver gong, its own strength is not a big deal, but it has the body of Buddhism vajra, it seems to be a monk." Zalmuha said.
"He has a Confucian book that records the spells of various major systems. It is extremely difficult. The two of us failed to subdue it." Tang Shanjun, who wears a black robe, has a feminine temperament, and his vertical pupils are cold and merciless.
Sirius nodded, did not go to his heart, turned to look at the hooded princess, and said: "This is a fake, it really should be among these maids."
Hongling lifted off the hat of the fake princess, revealing a delicate face, the fake princess turned pale, her eyes flashed with great fear, and her shoulders trembled.
"Stopping..."
In Hongling's small mouth, he spit out a long, forked tongue, licked the fake princess's cheek, and said with a smile: "Tell me who the real princess is."
She has a soft voice, but she is not standard in Mandarin.
"I, I don't know..."
The fake princess shivered, her pretty face faded, and she stammered: "I am a maid serving the princess. The real, real princess is not here."
The woman in the red dress sighed, "I'm very dissatisfied with this answer. I will give you a kiss."
She lowered her head and held the lips of the fake princess, and kissed her fiercely in front of the three males.
The false princess' eyes suddenly rounded, her limbs twitched violently, and she seemed to have suffered an extremely painful thing. Her cheeks quickly dried up, her flesh and blood melted into a skinny corpse.
The woman in the red dress sighed with satisfaction, her face radiant.
Seeing this scene, the maidservants who were bound by the cobwebs were bloodless, some trembled like convulsions, some broke down and cried, fearing that it would be their turn next.
The princess was also among them. She stared at the tragic death of the close maid, and felt a little envious in her heart.
Because she knows what the outcome she will face, falling into the hands of the barbarians, death may be a luxury.
No one can save me, no one can save me under the hands of the four northern powerhouses, unless Duke Huai comes in person.........The princess thought tremblingly.
I finally got to this point. When I left Beijing, I was worried. There were both the fear of seeing the King of Zhenbei, and the confusion and worry about the road ahead.
Until she saw the small silver gong on the deck that day, she suddenly felt a lot more settled, just feeling that the journey would be smooth sailing.
This feeling is very strange. In the final analysis, it is probably that the kid's record is really sturdy and makes her feel safe from the bottom of her heart.
Then, when the official ship fell down on Liushi Beach, her worries became a reality, and her heart suddenly shook.
Only not long ago, Xu Qi'an was cautiously tested and asked if he would abandon the princess.
At that time, for the first time, she had a weak female stream, and she was attached to the feeling of a man.
His answer was disappointing.
By now, the princess had no hope. In Dafeng, there were only a handful of people who could single-handedly rescue her from the four martial artists of the fourth rank. No, probably only the King of the North.
And he is in the north at this time.
It sounded that the mission seemed unharmed, and they couldn't help Xu Qi'an...... The princess' eyes were full of tears, and she felt a little comfort in her heart.
"Vice General Chu, why don't you come and tell me who is the princess?" Hong Ling carried Chu Xianglong, who was dying, and threw him in front of the maids.
Chu Xianglong's eyes flashed across the maidservants, grinning: "Who told you that the princess was here? The princess did not leave Beijing at all, you are in the middle."
The princess's heart was filled with the sadness of the rabbit and the fox. Although this lieutenant hated him, he was indeed loyal to Duke Huai.
Jun Tang Shan said gloomily: "Then I will eat all these women."
"Eat, eat quickly!"
Chu Xianglong panted heavily and sneered.
The concubine's heart sank. Chu Xianglong wanted her to die. Even if King Huai couldn't get something, it couldn't fall into the hands of the northern barbarians.
"He lied."
The voice came from the dense forest, everyone turned their heads and looked, a young man in white came out, standing with his hands holding hands, smiling faintly.
"You came just right."
"Giant" Zalmuha said with an urn: "Use your aura to see, who is the princess?"
"Can't see." The white warlock shook his head.
"A magic weapon that shields the breath?" Sirius thought thoughtfully.
"Use your brains to think about it, the princess is so beautiful that she can be compared to these vulgar fans? She must have carried a magic weapon to shield her breath."
The white warlock raised his chin, seemingly disdainful of the IQ of the barbarians and monsters masters present, and chuckled:
"Use your not-so-smart minds to think about it, strip their clothes and jewelry, don't you know who the princess is."
"Good idea!" Hong Ling giggled and said:
"All of you warlocks are arrogant and annoying, but I like your idea very much. Tsk tsk, it is rumored that the princess is the first beauty of Dafeng, graceful and luxurious. I would like to see, strip her clothes and see what she can do Noble, look at the difference between her and our vulgar fans."
The princess bit her lips tightly, her eyes desperate.
At this time, another laughter came from a distance, responding to the woman in the red skirt:
"Probably, the difference between a diamond and a glass?"
Who... Hong Ling, Sirius and others suddenly looked back, and saw a young man wearing a mink hat and a long knife at the waist and hips standing dozens of meters away among the grass.
When did he show up?
The moment he saw Xu Qi'an, the princess's dark and moist eyes suddenly lit up, an unprecedented light, like a star.
But in the next moment, it turned into anxiety and worry.
What is he here to do to die?
"So it's you."
Hongling looked at him suspiciously, then glanced around, Yan Ran said: "Where is Yang Yan, where is Yang Yan hiding? You two are really not afraid of death, and you dare to snare yourself."
"Who is he?" Sirius frowned.
"It's the silver gong just mentioned. It's not high in cultivation, but it's extremely difficult due to the Confucian scrolls." Tang Shanjun's eyes were cold and his tone was cold.
The Sirius with vertical eyes on his brows chuckled: "The Confucian scroll is a good thing. With it, it can play a miraculous effect when responding to the enemy~EbookFREE.me~ The giant Marzaha nodded. He and Tangshan Jun have the deepest experience. , Greed is also heavier.
Hong Ling raised his hand, raised three white fingers, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Resolve him within three breaths, and don't give him a chance to cast spells. Otherwise, even if we grab the Confucian scroll, it won't be enough. ."
Tang Shanjun sneered and said, "Whoever beheads will get half of the page."
The giants Malzaha, Sirius, and Hong Ling nodded slowly, "No problem."
Tang Shanjun added gloomily: "I don't know if there is a Taoist or wizard-raising ghost in the book. I want to develop him into a ghost and bring him to torture, so that he will never live beyond life."
This kid embarrassed him just now.
The four masters seemed to be watching the prey, and they were rare and favorite prey.
"Don't worry, let me first see what weirdness is in him." The white warlock smiled: "If you dare to kill here alone, you must rely on it. Perhaps, this is just a clone."
After speaking, he performed the vision technique and looked at Xu Qi'an.
Listening to the conversations of the masters in the north, the princess shook her heart and screamed: "Xu Qi'an, you guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky, you bastard, you get out..."
Her voice was suddenly interrupted by a scream.
The white warlock raised his hands, covered his eyes, and wisps of blood pour out from between his fingers.
The princess looked at the white warlock blankly, wondering what happened to him.
"Escape, run away, take, take me to escape..." The white warlock exhausted his strength, squeezing these words from his teeth.
The complexions of the four masters of Hongling, Tangshanjun, Sirius, and Zalmuha changed drastically.
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PS: Thanks to the leader of "MySw" for the reward. There are more plays in this chapter, plus the number of words, so the update is late.