Chapter 1000 The Eight Grandmasters died outside the city, and the Beimang Army was killed and injured.
The Prince Yelu Hongcai, wearing golden armor, looked gloomy. The previous magnificent light pillar that symbolized the majesty of the Heavenly Way fell from the sky and fell in front of His Royal Highness the clearing ground. Yelu Hongcai never expected that under such terrifying suppression, the young vassal king of Liyang could still escape without turning into powder. This was tantamount to slapping the prince’s prince, and he did not forget to say a reply. Although Yelu Hongcai had to endure dormant due to the situation over the past ten years and had to survive a considerable cunning, at the peak of his life where he was almost the most proud and fulfilled, he felt that the entire Central Plains was already a sensitive moment. King Xinliang took over the way of heaven with his own strength, causing Yelu Hongcai, who had an army of 400,000, to surge in a strong sense of anger, which was engraved in his heart with one knife.
The most feared comparison between people and affairs in the world is the most important thing, such as beauties, famous generals, power and wealth.
Before Yelu Hongcai met Xu Fengnian, the news about the man who slaughtered the eldest son was almost called out in recent years. For Xu Fengnian, who successfully squeezed away Chen Zhibao and eventually inherited the inheritance, Yelu Hongcai actually responded to a complex feeling of sympathy and mutual appreciation in his heart. This led to the Beimang Princess who was pseudonym Fan Bainu sneaking into Liangzhou and actively conveying his kindness to the young vassal kings.
Yelu Hongcai glanced at the cavalry in the distance. She gathered with the four or five episodes of Qi Jian Yuefu, probably discussing how to block the Central Plains masters. There was no gentleness in Yelu Hongcai’s eyes when he looked at her. Even though she had been sleeping with him for more than ten years, she was just maintaining a respectful respect for her face. She suddenly turned her head and looked at her, and Yelu Hongcai instantly squeezed out a gentle smile. She nodded at him, then turned to continue discussing with others.
After Yelu Hongcai withdrew her gaze, his face quickly became cold. When the guards of Qi Xue quietly came to him, Yelu Hongcai’s gentle face this time came from the heart. In such a huge grassland, the only one rider who can say some intimate words in the end is the only one rider around you. Unlike the sweat-blooded BMW that Yelu Hongcai rode, the escort’s mount was a snow-white tall horse, emitting a kind of oily luster similar to the beautiful jade of mutton fat. The young cavalryman had a slightly larger helmet on his head, covering his eyebrows, revealing most of his extremely feminine and handsome face. Yelu Hongcai looked at him carefully keeping a distance from him, his eyes showed unconcealed love, and he laughed softly, “It’s okay to get closer.”
The young cavalry narrowed his natural and charming narrow eyes, looked at the battlefield in the south, and slowly said, “It’s arrogance when we came to the North Horse, and sang until the south wind was dead. The first half of the sentence was in line with the scene, but the second half was not the case.”
Prince Beimang, who was not familiar with the poems and even disdained the art of art, couldn’t help but ask curiously, “How can I explain the allusions in it?”
The close entourage, who was given the title of Qi Xue Guard, rolled his eyes boldly and said angrily: “Even if you conquer the Central Plains in the future, with your knowledge, how can you deal with the future remnants of Liyang in the future?”
Yelu Hongcai laughed loudly, suddenly lowered his voice and said, “Isn’t you there?”
The young cavalryman curled his lips and saw the dazzling bright purple clothes in the distance, and said, “It’s time for a woman to live to be as good as her.”
Yelu Hongcai followed the gaze of his entourage and saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng fighting with Deng Mao, and said disapprovingly: “No matter how high the martial arts skills are, how can you, together with Xu Fengnian, win the eighteen martial arts masters outside the North City, and face our grassland iron cavalry, you will still be unable to escape death. The best outcome of this Daxueping martial arts leader is to die under Deng Mao’s broken spear, either by the rushing of the iron cavalry, otherwise, if you survive on the battlefield, it will only be worse than death. With her identity and appearance, once you become a prisoner and destroy your cultivation, let alone Beiting, you may even be strong and powerful in the Xijing Temple, you will have to spend thousands of taels of gold to buy her.”
The young cavalryman’s face was dark and gloomy, and he sighed: “If there was indeed that day, the moment Xuanyuan Qingfeng lost his martial arts skills, she would have died. It was like a general, minister and minister in the temple. As long as he lost his official hat, he would be removed from his backbone.”
Yelu Hongcai didn’t believe that Xuanyuan Qingfeng could pose a threat to him. The old god said, “The beauties in the world are like the aquatic plants on our grasslands every year, and there are still another crop next year. Although Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s appearance is indeed rare, in the future, one grassland and the Central Plains, and after careful searching, many peerless beauties can be found. To be honest, the women who finally entered the rouge review in the past have all had prominent identities. It is difficult for women from ordinary origins to be on the list. So, in the final analysis, the men who hold authority in the world like women’s faces, but they prefer the clothes on women, such as…”
The young cavalryman glanced at the Princess Beimang who met with the two stern festivals at some time, and sneered: “For example, she”
Yelu Hongcai half-jokingly said, “It’s just her. You may only be able to become the queen in the future and be able to enter the next Rouge Review.”
Then Yelu Hongcai was silent for a moment, turned his head seriously, “You are different, you are different from her, and you are different from them.”
The cavalryman did not turn around and looked at Yelu Hongcai after hearing this, but after raising his head slightly, he said arrogantly: “Of course!”
There was a prophecy in Jianzhou in the southeastern territory of Liyang that was widely circulated, but as the dust of the storm in Guniu Dagang was settled, the ripples had long disappeared.
“One female and one male, the female is beautiful, the male is beautiful, the country is beautiful, and both fly into Wutong Palace.”
The Beimang Middle Road Infantry Array was cut off in half by two white robes, Luoyang and Xu Ying echoed left and right, each time,The number of infantrymen behind him was not more than 300.
The sword-eating ancestor who was left with only one arm stood behind the two female masters. Within twenty feet of radius, the sword energy was like a rainbow, flowing unsteadily. Those who intruded without permission were like themselves and died on the spot.
Not only that, Sui Xigu, who had white clothes and snow-fed eyebrows, twisted a long eyebrows with his fingers and silently said, “Get up and face up.”
The remaining flying swords that were landed outside the city of Jubei by the young vassal king. More than two thousand intact long swords rose one after another, one by one, with long swords flying into the air, connecting head and tail, landing in front of Sui Xigu in sequence, and penetrated directly into the ground. More than a thousand swords were in a row, totaling two rows, neatly arranged on the open space before the ancestor of the sword.
Use sword formation to form a step formation.
Sui Xiegu closed his eyes, smiled, and murmured to himself: “The mainstay of the river, the middle of the river is protruding, the flood is rolling, and the vast spring is vast.”
Sui Xiegu took a deep breath suddenly, and nearly two thousand broken flying swords fell behind the old man in turn, but these long swords did not penetrate into the ground, but stopped in the air, like a sword formation forming a crossbow formation.
Finally, Sui Xiegu took a breath again, and suddenly, the tall and burly old man’s body burst into bright white lights around.
Sui Xigu, which had eaten countless famous swords in the world, scattered the sword energy that had accumulated for a hundred years into two large formations. Each flying sword was infused with a sharp sword energy. In an instant, it was like a spiritual connection and spirituality. Whether it was a erect sword in the step formation or a crossbow formation horizontal sword, the four thousand swords in the two large formations were trembling and wailing at the same time.
The old man murmured, “Li Chungang, you broke two thousand six armors with one sword in Guangling River. I, Sui Xiegu, don’t want to lose to you…”
The old man who had exchanged his arms with the Chunqiu sword armor, passed away with a smile.