Facing the sudden punch from the King of Han, the master did not dare to neglect and hurriedly raised his long sword and stabbed straight at him!
The moment the fists and swords met, King Han's fist suddenly turned into a shadow, and Feixian's sword pierced the air! The next moment, King Han changed his fist into a palm, and struck the spine of the sword with one palm!
The master's martial arts skills were obviously much higher than those of Deng Xiaoxian. In a flash of lightning, the long sword turned and the spine of the sword turned into a sharp blade, slashing at the palm of the King of Han!
The King of Han had no choice but to change his moves again, changing his palms into claws and grabbing the sword again!
At this time, another master with a long sword came to kill him. His sword moves were even faster than the previous swordsman, and he stabbed the King of Han directly in the cheek!
The King of Han waved his other hand and started fighting with the second swordsman with one hand!
At this time, two more masters came, one holding a sword and the other holding a stick, and they took the King of Han's vest directly!
Almost at the same time, the fifth and sixth masters came, still one holding a sword and the other holding a stick, and they struck directly at the chest of the King of Han!
The King of Han finally couldn't sit upright on his horse. A great roc spread its wings and leaped high from the horse. It kicked out its two long legs in the air like an iron whip, drew a sharp circle, and drove the six masters at once.
retreat!
However, a look of shock and anger suddenly appeared on King Han's face!
Because he saw that the last two masters did not attack him, but attacked his giant horse!
Although the giant horse was also a heterogeneous species, it was no match for the top masters! It sensed the danger, screamed, raised its four hooves, and kicked the master in front of it. However, a person rushed from behind and chopped off the horse's head with a knife.
The horse's blood spurted out violently, and the giant horse's head was missing!
The horse's head flew in the air, and a pair of frightened horse eyes looked at its master, as if he couldn't figure out why so many powerful characters suddenly appeared!
"Bastard!" Seeing the death of his favorite horse, the King of Han roared angrily and attacked an enemy with an iron fist. This was the emperor's mount during the Northern Expedition. Because of his outstanding military exploits, he was given a ride after the war! The King of Han always loved him.
More than his life! He immediately flew into a rage and wanted to tear these guys into pieces!
The master couldn't resist, so he quickly took two steps back, and the rest of the men took action to stop the King of Han!
The king of Han kicked the two masters away with a flying kick, and landed on the ground with a bang. He danced a pair of iron fists and fought fiercely with eight masters. It was more than a hundred rounds in the lightning and flint room!
Every punch of the King of Han carried the sound of wind and thunder, and every kick cracked open monuments and cracked rocks! But the opponent was too strong. Every time he tried to attack someone with all his strength, six or seven people came at him from behind and from the side.
He had to protect himself first, and had to watch his enemies escape again and again! The two sides actually ended up in a draw!
While fighting fiercely with all his strength, the King of Han felt suspicious at the same time - because he was too familiar with the Kung Fu of these masters!
This is also the reason why the King of Han can still think wildly under the siege of eight masters who are only one step away from him! Because he has learned the tricks of these people before, so he can anticipate the enemy's opportunities and avert danger!
Especially the four masters who used sticks, their moves were clearly from the same lineage as his fists and kicks. There was even a masked man among them, which gave him a strong feeling of déjà vu! Just like the person who had been practicing martial arts with him since childhood!
‘But, how could he appear here?!’ King Han couldn’t figure it out at all! When his thoughts were confused, King Han’s fists and kicks involuntarily slowed down, and he was hit hard in the back by a stick!
King Han couldn't help but swayed. He reached out angrily to grab the iron rod and pulled the man in front of him. Then he was hit with a sword on his shoulder. He slapped the man on the chest with his hand and pulled it off at the same time.
He took off the opponent's mask!
Amidst the rain of blood, a familiar face appeared in front of King Han!
"The heart is far away!" When he saw the man who was hit by the palm and vomited blood, King Han couldn't help but exclaimed, and he was stunned!
How can such a mistake be tolerated when masters compete with each other?! The long swords and iron rods of several masters directly hit the key point of the King of Han!
"My lord, be careful!" There was a long roar, and a gray figure shot out. The long sword flew out from his hand, blocking the fatal blow for King Han!
The King of Han himself also came to his senses, picked up Xin Yuan who could no longer move, and blocked the three iron bars in front of him. The three iron bars immediately stopped the attack!
At this time, there were two long swords behind him, and they were already within an inch of King Han. It was inevitable to avoid them! However, King Han let out a loud roar, and his body turned into a shadow!
‘Puff!’ The two swords penetrated the body, but were only inserted into King Han’s sides? King Han barely avoided the vital point at the moment of life and death!
Zhu Gaoxu watched coldly as the two long swords pierced his body, as if the body was not his at all! He swung out two palms at the same time, hitting the chests of the two masters behind him, and they vomited blood and flew away...
King Han had two long swords stuck in his body, and half of his body was stained red with blood, but he still stood there motionless, staring at the remaining five masters with contempt!
At this time, the person who blocked the sword for him was also standing beside the King of Han. Who was it if it wasn't Wei Wuque?!
"Hey, they are all famous and wealthy people, hiding their heads and tails here, bullying others, how can they be heroes?" Wei Wuque tapped his toes, and the long sword on the ground jumped into his hand. Wei Wuque's long sword was in his hand.
He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Come on, let's continue fighting!"
Behind Wei Wuque, the black armored cavalry had also arrived with a bang, raising their crossbows and shooting at the five people who were still standing on the opposite side!
The five people used their swords to knock away the crossbow arrows that hit them. They all knew that the chance to kill Zhu Gaoxu was gone. The leading monk looked at the swordsman with the highest martial arts skills. The swordsman nodded, and the five people helped their injured companion.
After a few ups and downs, he quickly left the battlefield.
Wei Wuque did not pursue him because he knew that the King of Han was seriously injured and could no longer pursue him. As for letting Mr. Wei chase him by himself, he was not tired of living yet... Any one of them could drink enough for him, let alone six more.
pot……
The black armor cavalry did not dare to pursue them. Their number was only a hundred. When they saw that the prince had been stabbed three times and six times, and his whole body was covered in blood, he could not care about the enemy. He quickly protected Zhu Gaoxu in the center!
"My lord, are you okay?" Wei Wuque shook the sword and put it into his waist.
Zhu Gaoxu clenched his teeth and could not speak. He glanced at Wei Wuque angrily. The meaning was obvious, I will stab you twice to see if you are okay!
Wei Wuque chuckled, lowered his head to check Zhu Gaoxu's wounds and said, "Fortunately, it didn't hurt any vital parts. My lord, please bear with me and I'll help you pull out the sword."
Zhu Gaoxu raised his hand, motioning for Wei Wuque to get out of the way, and then he actually held the hilts of the two long swords with both hands!
"..." Wei Wuque looked at Zhu Gaoxu in shock and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, wait a minute, the student has good anesthetics here!"
Zhu Gaojiu snorted, sprayed out two clouds of white air from his nostrils, and ignored Wei Wuque at all. Everyone stared at him in stunned silence with his teeth clenched, his face ferocious, hissing, and then he suddenly pulled two long swords from his ribs with both hands.
Take the time out!
The long sword came off the body, Zhu Gaoxu's eyes widened, two streams of blood spurted out, and the muscles all over his body trembled uncontrollably for a moment! Then His Highness the King of Han gave a loud shout, tightened the muscles in his chest, and the bleeding from the wound stopped immediately.
Seven, eight, eight...
Everyone stood motionless, looking at Zhu Gaoxu like a god, their hearts twisting into a ball. It was completely unimaginable that humans could have such endurance!
It was Wei Wuque who came to his senses first and cried out: "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and bandage the prince!"
Only then did the black-armored cavalry wake up from their dreams and come quickly to help the King of Han treat his wounds!
Suddenly, the Xuanjia cavalry all roared together: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The sound spread far away and could be heard miles away!
Zhu Gaoxu was unmoved. He sat on a stone with his arms open and allowed his men to bandage his wounds. However, he held the two swords stained with his blood in his hands and was lost in thought.
"Isn't this Wudang Niubi's sword?" Wei Wuque stood next to Zhu Gaoxu, looking at the two simple swords, his brows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and he said in surprise: "How could a direct disciple of Sun Biyun be related to the White Lotus Sect?
People are mixed together?!"
"Hmph..." Zhu Gaoxu snorted coldly, and said slowly with a dark face: "You haven't seen yet, Yao Guangxiao's direct disciple is also mixed with the people of the White Lotus Sect..."
"What?!" Wei Wuque's eyes widened, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind. When he rushed towards him, he seemed to have seen an assassin being turbaned by the King of Han. Although Wei Wuque could not do anything about Yao Guangxiao's disciples,
, but he also felt that he had seen that face there before... When the King of Han said this, he suddenly remembered that it was by the prince's side!
Before coming to Shandong, Wei Wuque had secretly spied on the prince, and saw that the prince was always accompanied by several master monks, so he gave up the idea of assassinating him. One of the monks was the one he saw today!
"How could this happen?!" King Han stabbed the two swords on the ground, rubbed his head and said in confusion: "Why are they here? Could it be that the big explosion in Qingshou Temple didn't kill anyone?
Yao Guangxiao! The old monk came to Shandong to rebel again!" As he said this, King Han was shocked by himself. He patted his thigh and said, "That must be the case! Otherwise, how could the White Lotus Sect have such divine help? It must be the old monk who is behind it!"
"You're talking about the old monk. The loess is buried up to your neck. How come you still don't change your ways?!" King Han was frightened by his own reasoning. He looked at Wei Wuque depressedly and said, "How can we possibly outplay him?
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"Haha, please don't scare yourself, Your Majesty." Wei Wuque shook his head, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he suppressed his excitement and said, "Student thinks that your guess is only half right..."
"What do you mean?!" King Han frowned and looked at Wei Wuque.
"The person who is causing trouble in the dark is definitely related to Yao Guangxiao!" Wei Wuque said quietly: "But it must not be Yao Guangxiao, but Yao Guangxiao's disciple!"
"Say," King Han stared at Wei Wuque and said in a trembling voice, "It's him?!" For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net