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Chapter 62 Go to the dead today! Lu He!

This knife suddenly rises!

Came too fast!

As fast as the wind!

A loud sound!

The sound of swords clashing!

Under the dim sky, a fire broke out!

King Chen groaned, turned over and fell off his horse!

"Quick! Get him!"

Hundreds of Zhennan troops moved quickly to encircle them all!

And the Grandmaster surnamed Lu also rushed back to help!

At this moment, King Chen fell to the ground, his hair disheveled and slightly embarrassed.

He was panting unsteadily and still had lingering fears. It was a critical moment just now, and his life depended on it in an instant.

Fortunately, although he held a high position and had lost most of his martial arts skills, he was still in the military, so he was not slow to react and drew his sword to resist.

Otherwise, that stabbing blow just now would most likely kill him.

But even though he drew his sword to resist, the assassin's sword was so fierce that it still made his right arm tremble and his mouth burst open.

Even the war horse he was riding on was shaken by the force of the shock and whined endlessly.

King Chen slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to straighten his crown, smoothed his hair, then suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "If we capture him alive, we will never let him die happily!"

——

Zhongwang Mountain.

Qianlong Villa.

Bai Qing climbed up and looked down.

"How long has it been?"

"An hour and a half."

"What I'm asking is not how long it has been since the Zhennan Army encircled this mountain." Bai Qing tilted his head slightly and said seriously: "But how long has it been since the young master entered?"

"Two quarters of an hour."

"Master, I want one hour, which is eight-quarter of an hour."

Bai Qing said in a low voice: "King Chen has not arrived yet, and the Zhennan Army has not received military orders and will not attack rashly. I hope he comes as late as possible..."

After saying that, Bai Qing took a deep breath and said: "You guys also go down and prepare. Use whatever you have. As long as it can stop the enemy, no matter how valuable it is, no matter how laborious it is, give it to me."

"Master Bai, I have asked people to boil all the oil in the kitchen. If the army attacks the mountain, pour the boiling oil down first."

"We are ordering people to seal the door, fully reinforce it, and pile all kinds of heavy objects on it."

"But these methods may not be of much use."

"As long as it is useful, no matter how useful it is, let me use it. Even if it can only delay them for a few breaths, it will at least delay them for two steps..."

Bai Qing took a deep breath and said: "Facing an army of tens of thousands, even though our martial arts are strong, we can't delay it for too long. Therefore, we can't just rely on brute force, but also use some thinking. We must use everything available and think more.

Once you think about how to resist, you must do your best.”

"In addition, in the villa, except for me who have firm beliefs and are willing to die, other guards, even stewards, servants, maids and other servants may not have such a loyal intention to die."

"You must still be on guard to avoid internal changes."

"Once there is an internal change, no matter how prepared we are, Qianlong Villa will be destroyed without any attack."

"So, not only must we defend against the Zhennan Army below, we must also defend against internal changes."

"We, a group of people, dared to kill people and loot things last time because we had no worries and were not afraid of death, so we could die. But today, you and I cannot die too quickly. Even if we are dying, we must bite their trouser legs.

, use your and my corpses to hold them back..."

Having said this, Bai Qing looked solemn, looked at everyone, and asked, "Did you hear that clearly?"

"Yes, Master Bai!"

Everyone looked solemn and responded in unison.

Bai Qing slowly exhaled. At this moment, he was also quite troubled. How should he resist in the face of tens of thousands of troops?

When King Chen comes, how should we deal with King Chen?

At least we can't let a large army attack the mountain as soon as King Chen arrives.

Once the army attacks the mountain, it will be overwhelming. How can the Qianlong Villa resist it?

No matter what, we can only delay King Chen first.

If it were the past, the young master would definitely give him tips and advice.

But for some unknown reason, the young master seemed to be in a trance before, and he did not give any careful guidance. He was only asked to defend Qianlong Villa to the death, and to guard the courtyard where the young master was at least for an hour.

But without Young Master’s guidance, how can we keep this hour?

Bai Qing had a headache due to distress and rubbed his forehead.

Little did he know that the young master was going through the pain of being reborn.

Before he was able to come out and give orders and explain the whole story, he had already used the Feng Shui pattern of Qianlong Villa to suppress the power of the divine stone and barely stabilize his chaotic spirit.

But it can only be suspended for a moment.

At this moment, Zhuang Ming was almost unconscious.

——

At the foot of Zhongwang Mountain.

Zhennan Army.

"My lord, you have already set off three-quarters of an hour ago. Logically speaking, you are already here."

The commander of the Zhennan Army frowned and said, "Why haven't you seen any traces yet?"

A deputy general next to him responded: "I think there is something delayed in Fengcheng. May I ask my subordinates to go and investigate and see why the prince is so late?"

"Forget it, don't let the prince mistakenly think that we are urging you, which will offend the prince."

"My subordinate understands."

——

Outside Fengcheng.

The light of the knife flashed.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, making a long roar.

Bang!

Grandmaster Lu stretched out his hand and hit the blade.

The visitor grunted and backed away.

The elite troops of the Zhennan Army immediately came forward to meet him, armed with swords and spears.

"Don't be careless. Although this person comes here alone, his martial arts attainments are extremely high and he is almost a master."

Grandmaster Lu hurriedly shouted loudly, showing a solemn expression.

During the fight just now, he slapped the blade with his palm.

If it were an ordinary warrior, the weapon would have been thrown away long ago, and the tiger's mouth would burst open.

However, the opponent still held the handle of the knife firmly, and just took a few steps back to relieve his strength.

This force-relieving skill alone is far superior to ordinary warriors.

What's more, when the two were fighting each other, he also felt that the opponent's energy and blood, the skill of using the sword, and the ferocious momentum accumulated in his heart had almost reached the extreme. There was only a trace left before he could unite them all and gather momentum.

Success, enter the realm of master.

"Almost a master, but not a master after all."

The visitor laughed at himself, held the sword tightly, looked at the elites who were approaching, but looked at King Chen, and sighed: "If I were a master, with just one strike, I should cut off your sword and split you into pieces.

Two pieces, or even, you have no chance to draw the sword at all... I overestimated myself, and also underestimated the prince."

He exhaled, with a slight hesitation, looked at the grandmaster surnamed Lu, and said slowly: "Are you the strong master who restrained Master Qianyang? One of the five great masters in the north, Lu Xin?"

Grandmaster Lu nodded slowly and said, "Exactly."

The visitor laughed at himself and said: "I thought that even if the assassination failed, at least half of your troops could be killed and buried with me, but I didn't know that King Chen was so afraid of death that he asked you, a martial arts master, to always accompany him..."

He sighed, and then said: "Speaking of which, the masters of powerful masters have always been unparalleled masters throughout the ages. But now in the Dongsheng Dynasty, martial arts are prosperous and there are many masters. But today's masters have also lost the supreme martial arts master."

He is so arrogant that he will inevitably serve the imperial court."

The Grandmaster surnamed Lu said calmly: "I am working for the imperial court, while Qianyang, Yin and Ming are just businessmen with money and mundane things. Isn't it even more ridiculous?"

The visitor calmly said: "Your Majesty is wrong. In the early years, before the young master became successful, the two of you have already served the young master. It is for loyalty and righteousness, not gold and silver. I serve the young master, first for martial arts, and now, for kindness and righteousness." , for the sake of faith…”

The grandmaster surnamed Lu looked solemn and asked: "Who are you? There are only ten grandmasters in the world today. With your achievements, if you don't come to seek death today, before the spring of next year, there will be a tenth grandmaster in the world!"

The visitor looked calm and said: "If I betray my faith and linger on my last breath, what will happen even if I become a master?"
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