Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight brain remnant fan Shan Xiongxin
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Nie Xiaoyu looked at King Bodo expressionlessly for a moment. She was very curious about the so-called witchcraft that King Bodo used to control people. She had previously speculated that it might be an extremely sophisticated hypnosis technique, which had developed to a very advanced level in her time. To a certain extent, it is not unusual to have a systematic theory to know, but now it seems that it is not that simple. This Patriarch Bodo seems to have practiced some kind of thaumaturgy.
Nie Xiaoyu is not a human being, so the miraculous magic that Bodo Dharma King desperately tried would not have any effect. Nie Xiaoyu looked at him for a moment, but could not see any further tricks. Finally, he looked lazily, and there was something in his eyes. An extremely obscure blue light flashed away, and two blue lights were reflected in the dark whirlpool-like eyes of Bodo Dharma King, and they also flashed away. At the same time, Bodo Dharma King's body shook, spit out a mouthful of hot blood, and passed out directly. .
At this time, Wang Junlin and Shen Guang, who had already changed their appearance slightly, came over. The martial arts heroes saw that Shen Guang and his party were dressed the same as the fifty people among Nie Xiaoyu's entourage, so they did not dare to stop them. Shen Guang walked in the front, and came up. He bowed to Nie Xiaoyu and said urgently: "To inform the leader, five thousand officers and soldiers have come outside and have surrounded this place. My subordinates have found out the news. It is a certain important minister in the court who got the news and wants to communicate with everyone." This hero of the world has robbed Bodo Dharma King of his great achievements, and most likely he wants to kill everyone here."
When all the heroes in the world heard this, their expressions changed.
"Despicable!"
"Fight with this despicable villain."
"No official is good."
"He must be a bastard from some wealthy family."
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All the heroes in the martial arts world were cursing, but the fear and panic in everyone's expressions could not be concealed. These two hundred masters of martial arts were a powerful force, but facing the 5,000-strong Sui Dynasty's capital army, which was famous for its elite soldiers and generals. , It’s still not enough. If they are really surrounded, no one, including those masters who have broken the power, will be able to escape in the end.
Taking advantage of this moment, Wang Junlin stepped forward and whispered to Nie Xiaoyu.
"Quiet! Listen to our meeting leader." Wei Ziqi shouted at the right time.
All the heroes in the world were so proud that they all shut up and looked at Nie Xiaoyu.
Nie Xiaoyu's eyes were like lightning, he quickly glanced around, pointed to a small valley about two miles to the northwest, and said: "I will find a way to make these five thousand troops retreat, and you all go and hide in that valley. Get up and don't let the officers and soldiers see you, so as not to cause trouble for you later."
Nie Xiaoyu had just established a high prestige, and now he was thinking about everyone. Even though some sect leaders thanked Nie Xiaoyu for his righteousness, told Nie Xiaoyu to be careful, and then ran away to the valley with their own people. But In the end, more than 20 young masters chose to stay and stood around Nie Xiaoyu, expressing their willingness to fight to the death for Nie Xiaoyu and expressing their desire to join the martial arts guild on the spot.
Wang Junlin was astonished, thinking that no matter what era, there is no shortage of flower protectors!
Nie Xiaoyu didn't say anything for a while. It was obviously the first time he encountered this situation, and he was probably looking up information or performing some kind of calculation similar to thinking.
Surprised, Wang Junlin winked at Nie Xiaoyu, who said expressionlessly and indifferently: "Well, you are now a member of the martial arts guild."
Even with Nie Xiaoyu's attitude, these are the rising stars in the martial arts world. Among them, there are even six stagnant masters and more than 20 young warriors. They all stood in the middle of the martial arts guild with joyful expressions, looking at Nie Xiaoyu's
The back view shows passion and fascination.
Wang Junlin saw this scene with his eyes and found that these people looked very much like the brainless star-chasing fans of later generations who would fight to the death for their idols.
At this time, they were standing on the top of the mountain and could see the dust of the cavalry galloping from a distance. After Wang Junlin looked at it, his expression became more solemn: "The ones who came are all cavalry, and they are all the elites of the Beijing army."
"How do you know that the people here are all cavalry, and they are also elites?" Suddenly, a voice with a bad tone and dissatisfaction came from behind.
Wang Junlin was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw that the person speaking was tall and tall, handsome and handsome, holding a golden-topped purple sunglass in his hand. He was one of the more than twenty young masters who had just joined the martial arts guild.
Seeing the jealousy and dissatisfaction in this man's eyes, Wang Junlin, who has been born in two generations, instantly understood what this young man was thinking. He remembered that this young man was the first to express his willingness to follow Nie Xiaoyu and join the martial arts world.
He was from the guild, and he was the one with the best temperament and good looks among the more than 20 young masters. I thought that when I came here, I noticed that Nie Xiaoyu's eyes were always on him, and I felt strong jealousy in my heart, so I couldn't help but speak.
Wang Junlin waved his hand to stop Shen Guang and Wei Ziqi who were about to scold this person, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency..."
The young man said with a proud face: "I'm going to Shan Xiongxin from Shanjiazhuang, Luzhou, Shanxi."
The surprise in Wang Junlin's eyes flashed away, and he carefully looked at the young man who claimed to be Shan Xiongxin with a strange expression, and couldn't help but said: "Shanjiazhuang? Isn't it Erxianzhuang?"
Shan Xiongxin looked stunned: "Er Xianzhuang? I haven't heard of it. You haven't answered the question I just asked."
Wang Junlin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know that Erxian Village was established by Shan Xiongxin more than ten years later when Shan Xiongxin became famous as the "Red-haired Spirit Officer" in the world and became the master of the Green Forest Road in the Central Plains. Because of Shan Jiazhuang,
Shan Xiongxin and his eldest brother Shan Xiongzhong came out of Shan Xiongxin, two talented people in the world, so people in the world called Shanjiazhuang Erxianzhuang.
Wang Junlin looked at Shan Xiongxin and thought of Pei Yuanqing. There was a strange expression in his eyes. After a moment of reflection, he said: "The army marches and gallops according to its own rules. For example, whenever the dust rises, it is the cavalry; the infantry has low dust and wide coverings.
.If the recruits are poorly trained and scattered, it is because the recruits are poorly trained and their formations are not in order. If it is an elite army, the dust will rise in strips, clear but not chaotic; if the army stops the dust, it will be a general.
The conduct of majesty and virtue; dust rising from left to right and from front to back makes people unable to follow the law."
What Wang Junlin said was told by Yu Juluo. Yu Juluo was respectfully called his master by Wang Junlin. He not only taught him sword skills and sword skills, but also taught him a lot of experience and knowledge in marching and fighting.
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When Shan Xiongxin heard this, he was immediately convinced. Only then did he realize that observing the enemy was also a skill. He cupped his fists and said, "That's it. Thank you for your advice."
Just now he looked dissatisfied, but now he looks teachable. I have to say that although Shan Xiongxin has the potential of a crazy fan, he can leave his name in history, although he is not as famous as Qin Qiong, Yuchi Jingde and other famous generals of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
He usually came to the end and died miserably, but it was enough to show that this person was extraordinary.