Chapter 640: There is a broken gun in the north to guard the sky
The night was eerie, with dim starlight shining down from the sky. The mottled snow on the earth reflected the starlight, and the rays of light turned into bunches of starlight that criss-crossed. Occasionally, a few dog barks could be heard.
, several figures soon appeared, and then several more figures disappeared behind the houses on the street. They held cold blades in their hands, and their faces were even more ferocious.
The roaring sound sounded, and the loud sound alerted the Khitan soldiers patrolling on the city wall. Immediately, the well-trained Khitan soldiers rushed towards the city tower like hungry wolves. The eyes of the young man in blue shirt were filled with tears.
With a ruthless light, the edgeless iron sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and several Khitan soldiers had already arrived in front of him. Several spears were stabbing at the body of the blue-shirted young man with a terrifying chill.
Ye Yinfeng shook the edgeless iron sword in his hand, and all the spears he thrust were cut off by the iron sword. His footwork slipped, and he shuttled between the Khitan soldiers like a gust of wind.
Suddenly, there was a dull sound, and the Khitan soldiers fell down quickly. As the sound of fighting spread, dozens more Khitan soldiers swarmed over, their hands raised like a cold wind.
The machete rushed towards me.
The iron swords in their hands danced lightly. The Khitan soldiers only looked at a blurry blue shadow in front of their eyes. They raised their scimitars and struck hard at the blue figure. However, the scimitar they struck with all their strength was
When they regained their balance, they twisted the scimitar in their hands, and the young man in blue shirt had already unleashed a burst of sword light. As soon as the scimitars in the hands of several Khitan soldiers touched the rising swords
The shadow made a soft and crisp sound, and the scimitar broke in response.
It was difficult to hide the shock in their hearts. When they were stunned, they felt another flash of blue shadow in front of their eyes, and a sword light filled the air in their sight. Then their bodies fell down one after another like a line cutting.
They died on the ground. The first floor of Khitan soldiers was easily eliminated by Ye Yinfeng, but dozens of Khitan soldiers surrounded them again. They did not pay any attention to the corpses of their colleagues at their feet, and the scimitars in their hands condensed more.
Because of the fierce aura, he struck at Ye Yinfeng.
A blue shadow shuttled among the Khitan soldiers like a ghost. The edgeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand was a bit sharper than the peerless sword. His figure was like the wind, and he stepped on the Seven Stars Chasing the Moon footwork, condensed
The true energy poured into the iron sword endlessly. Wherever he went, a Khitan soldier fell down with his head tilted up. As his figure flashed, there was a surge of hot blood in the sky.
As he left, the rich scent of blood made the cold night pungent with blood.
As if a gust of wind was blowing by, Ye Yinfeng's figure was proud and upright, a cold light shone in his eyes. Under his feet were the corpses of dozens of Khitan soldiers, and the billowing blood filled the air wantonly. His whole body was filled with blood.
The skirt of his clothes was stained red with little blood stains, and his calm and calm posture made the Khitan soldiers who wanted to encircle them again feel endless terror. He stood in front of the door of the small room with vital points, and he
Like the immovable and peerless God of War, no one can pass in front of him.
A centurion had a fierce look in his eyes. He waved his hand, and several Khitan soldiers rushed out from behind him. What they held in their hands was a larger-than-normal weapon.
The strong bow was drawn like a full moon, and the sharp arrows were filled with bloodthirsty and fierceness, making people feel chilled in their hearts after seeing it. This kind of strong bow is mainly aimed at martial arts cultivators, and one person is not enough.
To pull this bow apart, it requires the cooperation of two people. This kind of crossbow is also a common crossbow in various countries, and it is designed to deal with those martial arts practitioners who are extremely powerful.
The Khitan centurion waved his hand, and immediately several arrows shot towards Ye Yinfeng with a whistling sound. The agitated arrow energy condensed the chilly color of the night, and there was a touch of soul killing flowing on the tip of the arrow.
With a soul-stirring aura, the long arrow dragged an afterimage in the air and arrived in front of Ye Yinfeng in an instant. With a pair of ferocious eyes filled with scarlet blood, the Khitan soldiers retreated after firing a round of arrows.
Go down, and then replace them with several new Khitan archers.
Ye Yinfeng waved the iron sword in his hand like the wind, and the sound of "clang" could be heard endlessly, and the arrows also landed one after another, and the young man in blue shirt had a majestic aura flowing around him. He fled at a very fast speed.
Arriving in front of the group of Khitan archers, he shook the iron sword in his hand, and sword flowers bloomed in front of the eyes of the Khitan soldiers. The first one to bear the brunt was the Khitan centurion, a sword flower.
Shrouded from in front of him, a streak of plasma splashed out.
Suddenly, a wailing sound sounded, and Ye Yinfeng turned his figure again. His figure was like flowing clouds, and his blue-shirted figure was like the messenger of hell, taking away one life wherever he went. And those Khitans
The soldiers were obviously shocked, and they could not hide the horrified look in their eyes. The boy was so young, but his attack was fatal with a sword, without any sloppiness at all.
Ling Tianyun rushed out of the hut. He immediately smelled the pungent smell of blood. His face changed slightly. When he saw the scene in front of him, the slightly changed face also relaxed. That
His pair of star-like eyes shone brightly, and the sword in his hand flashed, charging towards the frightened Khitan soldiers like a cheetah. That majestic body seemed to contain endless power, and the sword
The wind stirred up Chen Xiong's strength, a spatula light burst out from the sword, and Lingtian's body like the God of War stood proudly on the city wall.
A thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded, and an earth-shaking momentum arose from outside the city gate. The first ones to bear the brunt were two burly men, whose eyes were shining in all directions. The ones under them were even more extraordinary.
The two horses rushed under the city gate and stopped. Then they waved their hands. In an instant, the roar of horse hooves rushed from behind them toward the wide-open city gate.
Guo Huaian's eyes flashed with determination. He had been struck by a Khitan warrior on the back. The sharp scimitar cut a gash in the skirt of his back, and he could be clearly seen.
There was a dazzling scarlet wound on his back, and a trace of hot blood was flowing out of the wound. But he ignored it and punched away the Khitan warrior who had succeeded in the sneak attack. With a majestic momentum, he punched and palmed those Khitan warriors.
The Khitan warriors holding scimitars flew away one by one. However, his body was also covered with scars. Those Khitan warriors were carefully trained by Wanyan Wudi, the best master in the world. Not to mention their martial arts level, their actual combat ability was even more extraordinary.
A martial arts practitioner of the same level as ordinary people.
His eyes were filled with fierce fighting spirit. All the clothes on Guo Huaian's upper body were destroyed, but there was no trace of malaise on his body. Instead, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. There was even more fortitude on his handsome and strong face.
With an unstubborn expression, even though he was alone in the Governor's Mansion, even though he was in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, even if he was ambushed on all sides, there was still no fear on his face.
"If the Han people are like this, how can there be any place for us Khitans in this world? Guo Cunyi gave birth to a good son. This young commander of the Guiyi Army is indeed well-deserved and admirable." Xiao Dongping's eyes did not conceal anything.
His own admiration for Guo Huaian was reflected in the joyful look in his eyes. He did not hide anything in front of the Khitan prince. Anyone would have admiration for such a heroic young hero.
But Xiao Shihan's face was a little pale. He was also a young talent. In front of Guo Huaian, he found that he was nothing. Except for a powerful father, he was nothing except his identity. He couldn't help but feel that he was nothing.
Some are jealous of Guo Huaian. Why does everyone admire him? Not only his father admires him, but even the Khitan prince Yelu Changsheng also admires him immensely.
Guo Huaian looked at Yelu Changsheng, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a hint of disdain emerged on his face. Although his body was stained with blood, the aura flowing around him was rising again and again. His provocative gaze was undisguised.
The force fell on Yelu Changsheng, and his resolute face was as fierce as a tiger, especially his exposed upper body, and the convex muscles contained infinite power like a piece of iron.
Yelu Changsheng's face looked extremely ugly. He didn't expect that the third group of elite guards he sent out would all fall under Guo Huaian's iron fist. Looking at the other party's provocative eyes, he only felt that there was something wrong with his face.
A burst of burning heat came over him, but he remained unmoved. He knew that he had already fallen into the inferior position in the first confrontation with Guo Huaian. If he let go of everything and fought to the death with Guo Huaian, then his prestige would be
Will rise to another level in the Khitan Kingdom. He knows why he is not as good as Yelu Zongheng, but he knows that there is no use regretting it.
"Whoever kills Guo Huaian will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, and will be promoted to a first-class bodyguard." Yelu Changsheng cast a ruthless look in his eyes, and he said to all the Khitan guards present. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from the crowd.
Several Khitan warriors rushed out. Their eyes revealed a faint light like wolves, and the weapons in their hands emits a bloodthirsty and vicious aura, as if Guo Huaian is an inescapable prey in their eyes.
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No one expected that a person slowly walked out of the crowd. There was an aura of decadence on that person's face, but no one knew that that person was holding an ordinary spear in his hand. It was a one-man weapon.
It was a tall spear. Although the body of the spear was completely black and emitting a faint light, the tip of the spear was stained with rust. The man held the spear and walked slowly towards Guo Huaian. The man fell on Guo Huaian first.
in front of you.
"Luo Lie, how could it be them? Does he really think that he will have such good luck? With his ability, he wants to kill Guo Huaian. It is simply fantastic." "How could it be that kid? He actually wants to
You're really trying to get promoted and get rich by trying to grab credit." "Isn't this the chief cook of Na Luo? Why did he go up there? Did he not want his life? Alas, he really went up to seek death."
When everyone saw Luo Lie walking up to Guo Huaian with a rusty spear, doubts appeared on their faces. Many people who knew Luo Lie couldn't help but started talking. Not even those in the Khitan military camp.
Centurion, even the governor Xiao Dongping and the prince Yelu Changsheng had incredible expressions on their faces. They knew Luo Lie very well. If they didn't know Luo Lie too well, how could they use Luo Lie to introduce Guo Huaian to the governor.
Come to the mansion.
For this cowardly Han centurion, his colleagues in the Khitan military camp disdained him, and the prince Yelu Changsheng did not even notice this person. If Guo Huaian hadn't kidnapped him and sneaked into the Khitan military camp, they and Luo Lie
There was no interaction at all, so of course they found out Luo Lie's family background clearly. Luo Lie was just an ordinary family whose ancestors had settled in Shuozhou.
There was also a hint of doubt in Guo Huaian's eyes. He didn't understand why Luo Lie was walking towards him at this time. Based on his understanding of Luo Lie, this Han Chinese with a weak nature should hide in the crowd.
. But he seemed to see something different in Luo Lie's eyes. That feeling shocked him. He felt that there seemed to be some qualitative changes in Luo Lie's temperament when he raised the gun.
With the appearance of Luo Lie, the Khitan guards who were about to move stopped. Their eyes were filled with confusion and disdain. They did not bother to appear at the same time as this Han centurion. They had their dignity, and the Han people were in their eyes.
They are like untouchables here, and of course they also know that with Luo Lie's strength, he is basically going to die.
"It has been more than twenty years, and I must have forgotten a sentence at the border gate." A complicated look flashed in Luo Lie's eyes, "If a person is not returned if he cuts off a gun, he will die in Heaven's Gate, and there is a broken gun guarding Heaven's Gate in the north.