"All officers and soldiers, listen to the order and capture the rebels for me!"
Wu Sangui shouted loudly, and the soldiers outside were immediately ready to take action.
Gui Zhong's body trembled, and he was about to take action when he suddenly stopped again. He saw a white shadow suddenly appear in the room, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Wu Sangui in the blink of an eye.
One hand was like a claw, and he gently pinched Wu Sangui's throat. With just a little force, the King of Pingxi would have his throat crushed to death immediately.
"Everyone stop it. If anyone dares to act rashly, I will kill Wu Sangui immediately!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Be careful, don't hurt the prince!"
"Who are you? Let the prince go quickly!"
Everything happened too fast. Wu Sangui was giving orders just now, but in the blink of an eye he became a prisoner.
Gui Zhong's eyes flashed, and he realized that the person who made the move was the master of Jiu Nan with outstanding lightness skills and unparalleled speed.
"Wu Sangui, why don't you let everyone like you stand down?"
Master Jiu Nan looked at Wu Sangui with sharp eyes.
As a powerful hero, Wu Sangui, even though he looked a little ugly in the face of this dangerous situation, he remained extremely calm and never panicked.
"You guys should get out first. Don't move without my order!"
Many soldiers slowly withdrew and left the Buddhist hall far away. At this time, Wu Sangui was in hand as a hostage. Naturally, these soldiers were afraid of taking action and did not dare to act rashly.
"Very good, really good. The Sansheng Temple is really busy today. The greatest rebel and traitor in history are all here."
Master Jiu Nan released his hand from Wu Sangui's throat and said calmly.
With her skills, she was not afraid that Wu Sangui would run away in this small Buddhist hall.
"Who are you? Why are you in trouble with me?"
Wu Sangui asked in a muffled voice. Today's scene changed so fast that even he was caught off guard. Everything was fine originally, and even Li Zicheng, the great enemy, was about to be eliminated by him, but suddenly a nun in white came and in the blink of an eye.
It was a great irony that he had become a prisoner and could not control his life or death, so naturally his mood was not much better.
"Hmph, who am I? Xiaobao, come and tell him who I am!"
Master Jiu Nan snorted coldly. She had a distinguished status, and when faced with people like Wu Sangui, she didn't even want to say more than a few words.
Wei Xiaobao looked excited. He took a step forward, raised his chest and raised his belly. He glanced at Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng with great aura, and then slowly spoke.
"Listen carefully, my master is Princess Changping of the Ming Dynasty!"
After saying this sentence, everyone was shocked. Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng's expressions changed greatly, and their hearts were horrified. This shock was no small matter. If the nun in white was someone else, it would be nothing. But now her identity was revealed, she turned out to be the Ming Dynasty.
Princess Changping, this is terrible.
Both Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng felt confused. They finally understood why the Jiu Nan master's attitude towards them was so bad. Speaking of which, Li Zicheng overthrew the Ming Dynasty and forced Emperor Chongzhen to hang himself on Meishan, while Wu Sangui
It was not much better. She led the Qing troops into the pass and made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty to annihilate the Ming Dynasty. To the Manchu Qing Dynasty, she was naturally a hero, but to the princess of the Ming Dynasty, she was a first-rate enemy.
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The two of them turned pale, knowing that today's matter might not be easy to handle, and one of them would die here.
"Hahaha, Princess Changping of the Ming Dynasty, I see, that's it. I, Li Zicheng, died at the hands of Princess Changping today. It can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect, and I am not happy with my retribution!" Li Zicheng smiled desolately, showing a generous and heroic spirit,
He is worthy of being a great hero in the wilderness. He has dominated the world for decades, and finally established the role of the Dashun Dynasty. He restrained his laughter and said instead: "Princess, if you kill me today, will you?"
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) Li Zicheng is convinced of all the reasons, but he still asks the princess to give me a chance. I want to kill this thief Wu Sangui with my own hands!"
"That's fine. One of you is a traitor and the other is a traitor. Neither of you are good people. I will agree to your request!"
Master Jiu Nan pondered for a moment, then agreed directly and walked out of the Buddhist hall.
Outside the Buddhist hall, a group of soldiers gathered together from a distance. Pairs of eyes kept looking over here. When they saw Master Jiu Nan and others coming out, they were about to take action when they suddenly saw the figure of Wu Sangui and immediately stopped.
Now that we are down, we must not act rashly at this time. One bad move will hurt Wu Sangui. Which of these subordinates can bear such a responsibility?
In the open space in front of the Buddhist hall, Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui stood opposite each other, each holding a sword in their hands, looking at each other murderously.
"Uncle Master!"
Gui Zhong came to Master Jiu Nan and called out softly.
"Zhong'er, take a good look at these two thieves. You must let them die here today. My great revenge will be done today."
Master Jiu Nan's tone was gloomy. Even though she had been a monk for decades, how could she let go of these two former enemies so easily? Gui Zhong understood this very well.
"Well, I'm afraid this matter won't be easy. This is Yunnan after all. Wu Sangui has worked hard for so many years and his power is very important. We have to act according to the opportunity."
Gui Zhong is not so optimistic. After such a long time, I believe that the Pingxi Palace has received the news. I am afraid that a large group of people will arrive soon. With Wu Sangui as a hostage, their own lives are not in danger. But to say
It will not be easy to kill Wu Sangui. Once Wu Sangui dies, his soldiers will explode immediately. When the time comes, thousands of troops will gather. Even with Gui Zhong's current martial arts, it will not be easy to leave.
things, not to mention there are so many burdens around me.
When Master Jiu Nan heard this, his heart moved and he hesitated a little. His face immediately became very ugly, but he did not act rashly.
On the other side, Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng faced off for a moment. They both shouted almost at the same time and rushed toward each other.
Wu Sangui, the two men, was holding a steel knife. The light of the knife was like rain, and a silvery cold light swept out, overflowing with murderous intent and awe-inspiring momentum.
Gui Zhong nodded secretly after seeing this. Wu Sangui's martial arts may not be very good, but he has been on the battlefield for half his life, and every move is a killing technique that has been honed over thousands of times. With a steel knife in his hand, it's just that the fierce murderous aura is not something ordinary people can resist.
But it can be regarded as some methods.
And Li Zicheng was even more powerful. He was born with amazing powers. At this moment, he waved an iron Zen staff in his hand, making a whining sound, as ferocious and ferocious as a black dragon, rolling with energy.
In an instant, the two of them were fighting together. There was a loud bang, and the Zen staff in Li Zicheng's hand was so powerful that he hit it directly on his head.
Wu Sangui's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was gleaming. The long knife in his hand was cut out from the side, and it struck the Zen staff four or five times in a row. Moreover, every time the knife in his hand was cut out, it avoided the sharp edge of Li Zicheng's Zen staff, so
As soon as he came, the strength of the stick was released by him, and with a bang, the stick hit the ground hard. The open space was paved with hard blue bricks, and a big hole was made.
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"Li Zicheng, take your life!"
When Wu Sangui saw that Li Zicheng had exhausted all his moves, he immediately shouted loudly, stepped out one after another, and arrived at Li Zicheng's side in the blink of an eye. With a flash of light, the sword swiped towards Li Zicheng's neck with a swish sound. The sword was sharp and cruel, as fast as lightning.
Ah, an exclamation came from the door of the Buddhist hall. It was Chen Yuanyuan. Tears were streaming from his eyes, his face was stained, and his graceful body was trembling slightly.
The two men fighting in the field were of great significance to Chen Yuanyuan. Both Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui had a fate with her. Needless to say, Li Zicheng and A Ke were both his children, and Wu Sangui was his current husband.
These two men are now fighting to the death, which is naturally very cruel to Chen Yuanyuan.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) Seeing that Li Zicheng was about to be wiped off his neck by Wu Sangui, life and death were about to happen in an instant, the old monk suddenly roared, the sound was like thunder, and the billowing sound waves came out, which was frightening.
With this loud roar, Wu Sangui felt his head buzzing, and the speed of the steel knife in his hand immediately slowed down a bit. This tremor was enough for Li Zicheng to react. He shrank, balled up, and jumped.
, immediately escaped from the shroud of the sword light, and at the same time gave a fierce shout, raised the Zen staff in his hand again, and with the roar of the wind, a black shadow turned across the sky, blocked the waist and smashed towards Wu Sangui.
If this move were to hit, with Li Zicheng's magical power, Wu Sangui would not be spared, and his lumbar spine would be broken and broken in two on the spot.
"Wu Sangui, eat my stick!"
After the move was made, Li Zicheng's roar came out.
In an instant, the situation changed. Wu Sangui missed the target and immediately put himself in danger.
What a good Wu Sangui, he was indeed a figure who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Seeing that the stick was about to hit him, he snorted coldly and jumped into the air. A fierce wind passed by his feet. Was it right?
He could fall on him, and at the same time, with his leap, he immediately jumped forward, directly shortening the distance between him and Li Zicheng, slashed out with his sword, and slashed Huashan with another move.
Li Zicheng's eyes moved, he raised his Zen staff, and with a bang, he stopped the knife head on. His hands were slightly numb, and he was secretly shocked.
"It seems that your skills have not faded over the years. Even this can't kill you!"
Li Zicheng snorted angrily, very unwillingly.
"Haha, I have spent my whole life as a soldier. How could I have neglected my skills? Today is the day of your death!"
Wu Sangui laughed loudly, his momentum became more and more fierce, and he swung the steel knife in his hand repeatedly, each move was fierce and decisive, simple and direct, although it did not look good, but the murderous intent in it was chilling.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them rolled around and fought dozens of moves, but they were unable to do anything to each other. Their breaths became thicker. After all, these two were warriors on the battlefield and had no knowledge of internal martial arts. After fighting for dozens of rounds, their strength began to slow down.
Slowly decaying.
Suddenly Wu Sangui groaned, and was swept by Li Zicheng's Zen staff on his shoulder. Although he avoided a lot of force, it still caused pain to his bones. At the same time, Li Zicheng did not get an advantage, and was hit in the calf by a knife, which immediately caused blood.
The flow doesn't stop.
After dozens of rounds, the two were both injured.
They each snorted coldly and were about to continue fighting. Suddenly, a white shadow flashed and Master Jiu Nan appeared beside Wu Sangui and captured him directly.
"Princess!"
Li Zicheng glared and was about to say something, but he felt something was wrong and kept silent.
Sure enough, in less than a moment, there was a roar outside Sansheng Temple, and a large group of soldiers and horses rushed in.
"Your Majesty!"
"Bold thief, let the prince go immediately, otherwise no one will be able to leave alive today!"
A middle-aged man wearing official uniform, holding a long sword, and leading a group of soldiers came in. Seeing Wu Sangui being captured by Master Jiu Nan, he shouted sharply on the spot.
"Hmph, it turns out to be Mr. Xia. Haven't you seen that King Pingxi is in our hands? Release A Ke quickly, or we will kill King Pingxi immediately!"
When Wei Xiaobao saw this, he walked out quickly and scolded him loudly.
"Humph, it turns out to be Sir Wei. Sir, please look behind me. If there is anything wrong with the prince, all these people will be buried with him!"
The person who spoke was Wu Sangui's son-in-law Xia Guozhuo.
"Master Wei!"
Shouts came one after another. Among the soldiers behind Xia Guozhuo, many people were tied up with five-flowered flowers and were seriously injured. Wei Xiaobao took a closer look and saw that in addition to A Ke, there were also a group of people from Prince Mu's Mansion. Mu Jian Sheng,