After gritting her teeth and spitting out three words, Guan Yanmei stood in front of Zuo Ding's body, filled with hatred.
This is not because of mutual kinship, but because he knows that the Prince of Zhongshan is very valued by the King of Tang. When King Zhongshan grows old, Zuo Ding will naturally inherit the throne of Zhongshan. His talents and abilities will be held hostage by the King of Tang.
A vital link in the Six Kingdoms of the North.
Because he had learned from the "Five Kings Rebellion" that had lasted for decades, the King of Tang could not guarantee that he would be able to sit in the Jinluan Palace in Tianjing during his lifetime and be a lonely man. He also had to consider his posthumous affairs.
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But now Zuo Ding is dead! Zuo Ding, who was drinking happily together two hours ago, has turned into a cold corpse!
Guan Yanmei was very frightened and couldn't accept it. Moreover, he was worried that this incident would leave a bad impression on him with the King of Tang.
This is not an unfounded worry. Although he is the brother-in-law of the Tang Dynasty, the Guan family took the initiative to distance themselves from the Tang Dynasty in the past ten years in order to avoid suspicion. Besides, the brother-in-law of the Tian family can compete with the brother-in-law of the ordinary family.
Is it the same?
As soon as you enter the palace gate, you are as deep as the sea. From then on, your family becomes "passers-by". There was never a state head in the Zhou Dynasty, as the uncle of the state said.
"Zhu Shuai, Elder Lu..."
Ji Yun was even more frightened. His eyes were full of hesitation, as if Zuo Ding was now him, he would be the next moment.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. Once the end is imminent, I will never let you have the slightest mistake." Zhu Biao expected that it might be unsafe during this trip, but he never expected that the danger would come so unexpectedly. At that moment, he said solemnly
Ji Yun made this promise.
One nail at a time! He's never going to break his promise.
Because Ji Yun is now the Northern Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty.
No matter how impatient he is with Ji Yun himself, he will definitely ensure the safety of the 'big man'.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. As long as Marshal Zhu and I are here, even if the gods are here, I will never get close to you without permission."
Lu Liang followed Zhu Biao closely and made a promise.
But the two people looked at each other, and they both saw the caution and caution in the other's eyes.
Can the assassin set such a big fire in the army, alone or as a group? Both Zhu Biao and Lu Liang tended to the latter.
In their eyes, the masters who set fire may not be as powerful as the innate masters who committed assassinations, but their skills were still fresh when they were walking between the army and the camp as if they were in a deserted area.
With such a group of people hiding in the dark, you don't even know if this is their full strength. It is not an easy task to take precautions and completely guarantee Ji Yun's safety.
Two hours later, the Northern Han Dynasty’s ‘mission’ went from being a warmly welcomed object in Zhongshan Kingdom to being ignored by no one.
The crown prince of Zhongshan died, and the matter became serious. Not only did the fifty thousand elites of the Zhongshan Kingdom receive a blow, but also what would happen to the generals among them. People were panic-stricken. The Northern Han Dynasty envoy who was the cause of the incident, people
Needless to say if you hate dogs.
On the morning of the third day, Zuo Geying, the king of Zhongshan, rushed over. But he did not even see Ji Yun. He only sent Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites to inform the people of the Northern Han Dynasty to go south quickly. He was not at all prepared to follow the Northern Han Dynasty.
The enthusiasm and closeness of the delegation as they traveled south together.
Ji Yun went south obediently. He would feel uncomfortable staying here any longer.
Zhu Biao was still the vanguard, but what followed behind him became the 300-trap camp and the 1,000-forbidden army. As for where the remaining 500-trap camp went, it was clear even without explaining.
Six hundred personal attendants and five hundred trapped troops surrounded Ji Yun's king. Lu Liang even relieved his responsibility of commanding the personal attendants and stayed by Ji Yun's side, never leaving.
"It's weird, it's weird! The small Northern Han Dynasty actually has the strongest army in the world. The number is a bit small, but the combat power is not inferior to the Yulin Guards of Tianjing."
Wearing a black cloak, his head and body were covered under black cotton cloth. Elder Zuo looked at Li Yixiao who was standing aside and asked: "Is there really no power behind Zhu Biao? How did he get into this trap?"
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"As far as I know, apart from the mysterious inheritance of Zhu Biao, there is really no external support behind him. All the personnel in this trap camp are elites carefully selected by the Hedong Army, but according to people's investigation, these elites
Before the soldiers were organized into the trapped camp, they were only of low-level strength.
As for why as soon as they were incorporated into the trapped camp, their strength increased by leaps and bounds, approaching or even surpassing the second-rate, outsiders have no way of knowing. Even the soldiers in the trapped camp were confused and confused."
"Secret medicine? Secret book? Or some other means?" Elder Zuo muttered to himself.
"There are internal skills, mental methods and equipment secrets. But they are very common. It is impossible for them to quickly form combat power."
"Elder, why should you think too highly of a junior like him? No matter what his secrets are, if he is captured, our family will deal with him and tell him everything about the process of keeping him and calling him a prisoner."
Next to Li Yixiao, a man in his forties said roughly.
This made Li Yixiao roll his eyes in his heart - What an idiot! Is Zhu Biao so easy to catch? If so, the barbarians wouldn't have caught him long ago, and they still have to wait for him to live till now.
However, this big man's head doesn't turn very much, but his kung fu is quite strong. With his horizontal training, no one in the entire Nine Curved Sword Sect can be his opponent.
"That's true. This man is too powerful on the battlefield..."
During the three days of delay, Ji Yun's request was to rush all the way out of the Zhongshan Kingdom. But Zhu Biao's expression was not at all happy, he was stroking a jadeite in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.
I folded in my little sister's precious pair of green-feathered hummingbirds. If he knew where the person was, he would kill them all.
"It's okay. At least we know that we are indeed being watched."
The innate masters all have a premonition of the six senses, just like the perception in Zhu Biao's status bar. It is impossible to avoid disaster and seek good fortune, but a bad premonition will vaguely arise. It's like a 'whim'!
In the past few days, Zhu Biao and Lu Liang had vaguely felt a sense of danger, as if there was always a line of sight staring at them. The death of the Emerald-feathered Hummingbird proved this, they were really being targeted.
"Luring the snake out of its hole?"
For a group of secret enemies, these four words are the best response plan. If Zhu Biao was the target, he would use them without hesitation.
"Safety comes first. To alert others—"
Therefore, Lu Liang rejected it without hesitation.
Zhu Biao nodded understandingly. Ji Yun was just an ordinary person who knew a little bit about kung fu. He was too fragile for an innate martial arts master. Even the collision of two master-level masters with splashing internal energy could kill him.
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However, there must be grass to beat to scare the snake. Now here, where can Zhu Biao go to beat the grass?
"It's better to wait and see."
Turning over and returning to the front team, Zhu Biao could feel the fierce murderous aura of Song Yingzhu and Song Yannan from so far away. The Nether Sect could have a master-level master appear in Beiyu so quickly. It seemed that the only way to use it was because their people were already in Beiyu
Yu' this answer to explain.
And in this case, the Nether Sect's master of magic who did what Jiang Qingyan and his group did is naturally the most suspect.
The father and daughter of the Song family have been tensing up every day these past few days. Their right hands almost never leave the hilt of the sword, and their whole bodies are filled with murderous aura. There are few people within a three-foot radius of the horse.
"How about it?"
Seeing Zhu Biao coming back, they both asked at the same time.
"Keep waiting."
Zhu Biao's answer made the two of them very impatient. Zhu Biao went on to explain: "It's only a few days away. We have entered the territory of Northern Xinjiang. Here are the four major mountains of Dongshi Mountain, Dalin Temple, Prajna Temple and Xuanqing Temple."
With a famous family, the space for activities of the Nether Cult is naturally much smaller.
In addition, with the escort of the Tang Army, the closer we get to Peiping, the smaller the chance of the Netherworld Sect will be. They will not open their eyes to see us safe."
As for the conflict between the Nether Sect and the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Biao had already inquired about it clearly through Guan Yanmei. This is how he learned that in addition to the Yin Hun Zhenjun, the Tang Palace also used ruthless tactics to kill the Nether Sect's 'Crown Prince' by one person.
Tu Bo, the leader of the five ghost kings out of thousands of people and the leader of the top ten Dharma protectors, was killed.
It would be a shame if the Nether Sect, with its astonishing strength, tried every means to retaliate against such an unsolvable mortal grudge.
More than 20,000 Tang army infantry and cavalry protected the Northern Han troops, and their speed was still very fast. The Tang army also understood the situation, and the general leading it was even more anxious than Zhu Biao.
What a hot potato! If he were to be attacked during his escort, his head would not be saved, and he would die unjustly.
However, what was supposed to come came back.
The army stopped and camped by the river. After a meal, more than 300 people fell down. Although they were all soldiers of the Tang army, this incident shocked Zhu Biao, Lu Liang and even everyone on the Northern Han Dynasty.
More than three hundred, this number is put here in the Northern Han Dynasty, and one-seventeenth is removed at once. Zhu Biao's current men are only eight hundred in total. Although the warriors trapped in the camp are powerful, their anti-virus skills are comparable to ordinary soldiers.
No difference.
"Fortunately, we have strict discipline, otherwise this would have fallen on us."
Zhu Biao, who was still calm even in the midst of a large-scale battle with hundreds of thousands of people, his heart really beat a few times when he heard the news. Just because the people at his hand were so precious to the trapped camp, he
The burden on my body is the 'big man'.
"Strict military discipline again. Check the entire army and the whole camp. Don't let the servants and palace slaves go. Check them one by one."
The poisoning was not caused by the water source, but went directly into the cooker. This was naturally because outsiders had sneaked into the army. The Tang Army's infantry and cavalry amounted to more than 20,000. Military discipline was not lax, but it was not like the Northern Han Dynasty.
Tighten the string in your mind all the time.
Zhu Biao did not go to the scene immediately, but immediately purged his own army. Then he announced a new military discipline. No one was allowed to act alone. In each department, unless they were responsible for military affairs, they were not allowed to leave the team.
To put it in plain English, it means monitoring each other and keeping each other within their sight. The other thing is to be wary of strangers.
The team paused at the waterside for a full day and two nights. After Tang Jun filtered everything from top to bottom, the team started again.
Didn't the people of the Netherworld Sect wait for an opportunity during this day and two nights?
No. They knew very well that the closer they were to Peiping, the harder it would be for them to get it. But they didn't find a chance.
Eight hundred soldiers trapped in the camp, six hundred palace attendants, and three thousand elite imperial guards guarded the entire royal tent watertight. Teams of parading masters appeared from time to time, making the Han camp's already perfect defense become impregnable.
Elder Zuo discovered that even he, who was the best in Qinggong, could not sneak into the brightly lit Han camp at night. Then there was no need for others to think about it.
After spending the first night outside the camp, Elder Zuo led a group of masters and retreated decisively.
"If you want to take down the King of Han, you must first get rid of Zhu Biao. Otherwise..." With Zhu Biao around, Elder Zuo really couldn't find any chance.
"Li Yixiao, can you do it..."
Elder Zuo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, shot out two sharp flashes of light, turned his head, and stared at Li Yixiao like a sword.
"The elder wants me to reveal my identity?"
"No, it's just to bring out Zhu Biao." Elder Zuo shook his head in denial. "I know that your relationship with him is very complicated. Jiang Qingyan is dead. For the sake of the Jiuqu Sword Sect, he shouldn't be indifferent. I
All you need to do is lead him out, and then everything will be a secret."
His right hand stretched out in front of Li Yixiao's eyes and held me tightly. Elder Zuo's meaning was very clear. As long as Zhu Biao followed him out, he would not be able to go back. He was full of confidence!
"Huh? You don't believe me?"
"Elder Zuo is naturally powerful, and everyone here is also a top-notch master. But... Zhu Biao is really different from the ordinary. There are so many miracles and incredible things in his rise.
He can win a battle that is obviously losing but winless. Forgive me, but I'm really afraid that I won't be able to keep him by then."
"Hei Bai Wuchang, you should also come out and meet the newcomers."
Elder Zuo did not get angry, but smiled and said this.
Black and white are impermanent?
Li Yixiao almost jumped up. In the past few days since he joined the Nether Sect, he has already known the upper-level architectural structure of the Nether Sect. Elder Zuo is a judge and the third person of the Nether Sect. Then this black and white impermanence is the thirteenth member of the Nether Sect.
Among the senior officials, excluding the Emperor of Netherworld, the Ghost King of Fengdu [Tu Bo], and the fourth and fifth person below the left and right judges.
Moreover, these two people must still be innate martial arts masters.
The Nether Sect suddenly gathered three innate martial arts masters, which has become a legend in Beiyu!
"Li Yixiao takes orders——"
Three martial arts masters stood in front of them, and Li Yixiao's face turned red due to the surging blood in his body.
The rugged man's favorite weapon is a knife. He is also famous for his heavy swords in the Central Plains. But that does not mean that he is not good at boxing and kicking. This set of Overlord Fist is a set of powerful boxing techniques that he is accustomed to. The boxing is domineering and powerful.
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Zhu Biao jumped up, his momentum like a crane soaring into the sky, and his body circled in the air, like a dexterous bird, circling in the air, carrying the force of wind and thunder to widen the distance between him and the old man in black cloak.
, and then dived and struck directly at the charging big man.
He also faced the enemy with his bare hands, without pulling out the sharp sword from his waist. He moved the air with his hands and feet, and let out a scream of "Woo" in mid-air.
The big man stayed still, assuming a hard-on stance, but when the strong wind hit him, he suddenly sat back slightly, took half a step diagonally with his feet, and raised his fist with a fist, like a green peak rising straight up, smashing into the sky.
Clenched a fist, ready to go.
Zhu Biao was not surprised. Although the big man below was practicing external martial arts, his strength had reached perfection. From the outside back to the inside, he was only one step away from being innate. Then treat him like Qian Bao back then.
You are a rude man, but you are asking for trouble.
The man fell down like a spiral, avoiding the punches, turning over and kicking the big man's shoulders with his feet, revealing his almost unparalleled lightness in the world.
At the same time, Zhu Biao's body was bent in the air, he bent down, lowered his head, tightened his abdomen, opened his mouth and shouted fiercely at the big man.
Tiger roars and thunder sounds!
This sonic skill, which is no less than a lion's roar, has been exchanged by Zhu Biao for a long time. Although he doesn't use it much, he practices it very diligently. Now it has reached the state of great success.
As soon as he drank, the big man felt like a thunder exploded in his ears, and the sound of thunder went straight into his mind. Although his strength had reached perfection, he still couldn't help but be confused.
Zhu Biao had already held his breath again and blew it out suddenly. The coldness was as cold as an ice cave in Jiuyuan, spraying directly into the big man's face. At the same time, his feet were sucked and stuck to the big man's fist. After his fist failed, he hurriedly stretched out to parry.
on the arms.
The whole person suddenly folded in the air like a soft noodle, the upper body arched downward, the arms were intertwined, and the forearms were like two knives slashing off the big man's neck.
"So brave——"
A loud shouting and explosion sounded beside Zhu Biao, coming from the woods beside the road. Hei Wuchang rushed out like a demon leopard, with the black mourning stick in his hand, and struck Zhu Biao mercilessly with the force of wind and thunder.
The waist and abdomen are curved into an arch.
With three fingers to pinch the snails - everyone in the Nether Sect, who was very confident in their mentality, never expected that Zhu Biao's subordinates would be so spicy. In the blink of an eye, they were about to lose a high-end combat force.
Hei Wuchang, who was originally lurking in the woods to cut off Zhu Biao's retreat, could no longer lurk.
The most disgusting thing about Zhu Biao is the "quiet breath" technique, which is too threatening when used by masters. But in this world where martial arts flourishes, assassins are a profession that has been passed down from ancient times. The targets of assassination include not only high-ranking officials but also high-ranking officials.
There are dignitaries, experts in the world, and even innate masters.
Therefore, this method of hiding martial arts by keeping one's breath quiet is not generally developed. Hei Wuchang, who jumped out, is obviously also immersed in this aspect.
"Innate Grandmaster?!"
Zhu Biao's heart trembled. He didn't want to go out with Li Yixiao and bump into two grand masters. When did these innate masters become everywhere?
With a cold snort, he kept slashing with his left arm, and quickly struck out with the 'Dragon Swinging Tail' with his right hand.
"Good move——"
Hei Wuchang praised in his heart, Zhu Biao's flip of the hand was really wonderful. His palm hit the mourning stick, and the two of them hit it head-on.
At the same time, Zhu Biao's left arm also struck heavily on the shoulder blade of the big man beneath him.
The big man was awakened by Hei Wuchang's "How brave" and finally escaped with his life.
The man's nature is like fire. His fists and heavy swords move vertically and horizontally. He is strong and powerful, and his moves are powerful and domineering. There are few martial arts warriors in the world. He did not retreat even after receiving a heavy blow on the shoulder. He turned over his hand and pulled out the sword from his back.
A series of quick slashes in one breath. Still full of momentum!
The square area where the three people fought was filled with energy, either as fierce as a storm or as solemn as Mount Tai.
Zhu Biao became more and more energetic as he fought. It had been a while since he had fought so happily. Although he was not as ecstatic as a martial arts idiot, gradually, there was a sense of joy in his fists and feet.
The momentum of catharsis is like a raging fire or soju, making the blood of a hero boil.
The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, one hitting two, the palms are like the waves of the sea, surging incessantly, fierce and unparalleled, and unparalleled in tyranny. (To be continued)
