Chapter 56: Go to the first step of the 50th move, and the King of Beiliang entered the palace
He kept wiping it down, choking and saying gentlely: “Auntie is beautiful, but I don’t cry.”
Aside the stone steps, there were a hundred white horses following, and the people and horses were silent. The Northern Sword exudes a cold atmosphere of the battlefield in the dusk and twilight.
The leader general Ning Emei was wearing dark armor and holding the iron halberd of Wuliangbu, which weighed almost a hundred pounds. The black horse, black armor, black halberd, formed a sharp contrast with the one hundred white horses and light cavalry, which was suffocating.
In front of Qingyang Palace is the thirty-six-person Shenxiao Sword Formation, with the man and sword in one, and the thirty-six swords pointing to everyone, shining brightly. The middle is mixed with the bodies of the Taoist priests who are Lu, Shu and Yang and the vertical and vertical Taoist priests. A drop of warm and passionate blood dripped from the tip of the Chixia sword in Lu Qiantang’s hand. Shu Xi was adjusting his breathing, under the pressure of the qi between the sword formation and the light cavalry. Yang Qingfeng stretched out his snow-white fingers and gently wiped away the scarlet blood on his left cheek. He stood in the densest place of the body, intentionally or unintentionally.
Wu Shizhen was stunned. He still has eight or nine points to win when he uses the Shenxiao Sword Formation to deal with the three people who broke Yuxiao. The young master of Beiliang who rode a horse and wore a good sword was not guilty of death. But ignoring the Duke and the Marquis dismounted the stone tablet and rode into the square is a death sentence. Killing eighteen recorded Taoist priests in one go is a death sentence in this dynasty that emphasizes Huang-Lao Taoism and neglects Buddhism. So even if the Yuxiao sword formation was completely destroyed, he set up Shenxiao without hesitation. All he wanted was to take down the brave descendants of the Beiliang generals and school, and kill them first and then report them. Yongzhou would definitely agree. He was not afraid of being stuck in the capital. Maybe even the scholars of Yongzhou who had prejudice against the Qingyang Palace would applaud. Who would care about him, Wu Shizhen privately possessed several women
But the scene in front of him was beyond Wu Shizhen’s imagination. One hundred cavalry rushed into Qingyang Palace with murderous aura. This was to make a big move, and the commander pointed out that Qingyang Palace was not a simple crime. It was a casual crime to rush the army and dispatch troops privately, which was clearly to destroy the nine clans!
Don’t say this is second only to rebellion. If the Shenxiao Sword Formation cannot withstand the battle between more than a hundred light cavalry and General Dajiu and three martial artists on the field, Wu Shizhen wants to know what he can do.
His father Wu Ling, who practiced alchemy but did not practice martial arts, always believed that using force to prove the great way is the lowest evil path.
On that Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Qi Xuanjian was said to be the power of an immortal with both hands. Have you ever heard that the real person of Qi Da threatened to be the best in the world?
So if the sword formation is unfortunately broken again, my father, the alchemy that is only a moustache, is obviously unreliable, and he will have to work hard to become the real god of Qingyang Palace and his nominal mother. But the question is whether the ugly monster is willing to take action?
The young master of Beiliang is disrespectful to Qingchengshan’s words. What would she do? She is just a crazy woman who often punches and kicks them and their father and son!
Wu Shizhen even doubted how he could live to this day. This Shenxiao Sword Formation was realized by her in seclusion, and the “Shenxiao Spirit” relied on by Qingyang Palace to become famous.She wrote a small part of the treasure scriptures.
There is only an isolated bell tower behind the front door hall, without a drum tower, which seems a bit contrary to the principle of harmony between yin and yang of the Taoist sect. The bell tower is towering, but there is no giant bell hanging. There are only some debris piled up on the top pavilion. At this time, a Taoist priest who was about 30 years old was standing at the window, wearing a purple-clothed Taoist robe, standing tall like a green pine, with a faint green air flowing on his face, and a feeling of being out of the world like a Taoist god. His divine light was refreshing and embarrassing, making people forget the world when they saw it.
He was looking at the dangerous confrontation in the square in front of the palace, his sinister eyes were completely opposite to Xiaoyao’s air. He only heard him say, “This little girl raised Shenxiao Sword Formation is defeated and died, and it just happened to save some food for my Qingyang Palace. The incense is bleak, and he can raise a pig and slaughter and eat meat, but these guys are living gluttons that can only enter and go. Relying on the woman riding on my head to shit and pee, he really thinks he is the old man!”
Bang!
A white ponytail whisk made a red mark on his face.
A cold voice sounded in his ears, “Wu Lingsu, don’t forget who gave you this shit, Qingcheng King, you are not the emperor who opened his mouth, it’s me!”
The Qingshan Palace Master Wu Lingsu
The Qingcheng King, who was slapped by the whisk, did not turn his head and didn’t change his color, and sneered: “Zhao Yutai, if I had thought I would meet you when I was young, I wouldn’t go to refine a fart pill, but learn swords. With my talent and understanding, you wouldn’t be my opponent.”
The voice from Wu Lingsu’s side was still cold, “You only have one mouth and some skills. Apart from this, you have any waste that can be used to be afraid of death and pain and can only stop doing anything. I can eat, hold and practice swordsmanship and believe this, I might as well believe that you have an affair with Empress Zheng.”
Wu Lingsu said lightly: “People can beat around, but they cannot speak around.”
The spiritual ponytail whisk slapped Wu Lingsu again. Now both cheeks are fair, and no one has to laugh at each other.
A snow-white spear falcon, which also came from Liaodong, rushed straight to Xu Fengnian. But it is not the six-year-old phoenix with the nickname Xiaobai. It is slightly inferior to the spirit, but it is also a treasure among the Qingbai Luan.
Xu Fengnian used the embroidered winter knife sheath as a falcon stand, and the huge spear and falcon fell, but the embroidered winter knife did not tremble at all. Wu Shizhen was stunned when he couldn’t practice swords but watched the sword formation running too much.
Xu Fengnian reached out and touched the head of the spear falcon, and took off a small bamboo tube tied to his claws. It is written by Li Yishan, a national scholar. After reading it, Xu Fengnian looked calm, raised Xiudong, and flapped his wings and left. Xu Fengnian put Xidong down, turned his horse’s head, walked slowly towards Ning Emei, and said softly: “Return to the steps
The big halberd of Ning Emei, whose face was shrouded in the black armor, did not question any doubts, and made a gesture to close the knife. One hundred light cavalry put their own standard Northern Swords back into the sheath, turned around and left the square, the horse’s hooves were light but consistent.
Although this white horse has never really produced a knife, it will not be said of the result, but its momentumBut the upper part is already firmly better than the sword formation.
This is the benefit of the great pillar country trampling on the world. Whether it is a single-handed dragon and snake or a sectarian sect in the world, they all have a kind of innate awe of the Northern Liang cavalry, who are as fierce and cold-blooded as fighting under horses.
Wu Shizhen’s heart fell to the ground, but he still did not dare to easily remove the Shenxiao Sword Formation. God knew if it was the conspiracy of the Northern Liang madman.
Xu Fengnian turned over and dismounted and walked towards the sword formation in front of the main hall.
Lu, Yang and Shu immediately protected him, ignoring the thirty-six Qinggang Swords of the Sword Formation, and headed straight forward. The Taoist priests with swordsmanship were at a loss and looked back at the temporary backbone Wu Shizhen.
Wu Shizhen was unable to get off the tiger, and it was not human inside and outside. When Lu Qiantang was only ten steps away from the sword formation, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, “Retreat the formation!”
On the bell tower, the whisk woman, who was called Zhao Yutai by the King of Qingcheng, sighed, “What a pity.”
Wu Lingsu frowned and said, “As long as you don’t take action, this sword formation will not be defeated. What’s the pity?”
The whisk woman turned around and left.
Wu Lingsu has been a couple with her for more than ten years. She rarely looks at her hideous and evil face. She occasionally glances at her strong back that is not inferior to her. Most of her achievements today are attributed to her. She is the work of being able to enter the palace and be named a king. Wu Lingsu never guessed her thoughts, only knew that she was a female crown who had been reborn from the world with a sword. Usually, she used the white ponytail whisk as a sword. She was in danger several times, but she saved herself. The Shenxiao Sword Formation came from her. On a Mid-Autumn Festival night, she saw her practicing sword on the iron chain bridge between Qingyang and Tianzun’s peaks. An ancient sword shocked ghosts and gods. Even the strong wind on the top of the mountain was slashed by her sword. Wu Lingsu is also a knowledgeable Taoist priest, but he has never seen such a powerful woman with a strong sword. I have heard of a princess of Beiliang who was said to have died of illness, and a strange woman named Wu who had a secret connection with the Wu family’s sword tomb.
The King of Qingcheng, Wu Lingsu, thinks it is really good to be able to share the same surname as her. Although Wu Lingsu was beaten and scolded by the woman with a ponytail for more than ten years, she was not afraid of her at all, let alone had some respect. The two were grasshoppers on the same line.
Unfortunately, Wu Lingsu has not thought about what she really wants. But she can be determined that if she lacks herself, she will not be able to do anything about her grass snake’s gray line and veins that are thousands of miles away. Wu Lingsu racked her brains to search for clues in the early years, but later she gave up. She was in her fifties. She would no longer take a unique approach to realize the way of heaven by practicing the dual cultivation of the alchemy tripod. How to fight the face of Longhu Mountain in Xiandu, she would benefit her and not harm her.
Wu Lingsu is not a fool who is worried about nothing. On the contrary, if he was not too smart, how could he be valued by the Dragon and Tiger Master Wu Lingsu in this life? He was only afraid of a woman, that is the Empress Zhao Zhi in the palace; he only admired a woman, that is the Princess of Beiliang with the same surname.
Rumor has it that she would not hesitate to share with Wu for the sake of Xu Xiao, who was still a young lieutenant in Jinzhou back then.The family’s sword tomb broke, and the white horse rode alone to Liaodong. For the sake of General Xu Xiao, white clothes beat the war drum. When she went to Beiliang on the Qingniu Road, she was even more at ease to take care of her husband and children, and she was getting farther and farther away from the supreme sword path that was originally in her pocket.
Wu Lingsu finally came back to his senses, spitting out a mouthful, and said angrily: “I asked me to watch the slaughter in the capital. What can I see! My hands and feet were tied up by Zhao Yutai, and I couldn’t even get down the mountain. The same king of a different surname, compared to Xu Xiao, I’m a big shot! Zhao Yutai, one day I’ll force me to get angry, and I’ll tell you if I enter the palace again!”