Chapter 643: Drinking blood and driving horses to roar in the cold wind three
"Kill these two without mercy!" Yelu Changsheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted at the two people standing side by side. As soon as he finished speaking, several people rushed from his side.
The figures are Khitan warriors with endless blood in their bodies. Their eyes are filled with ferocious and terrifying gazes, and their rough faces have a somewhat rugged aura. The scimitars in their hands are like a sword.
Like a crescent moon, it is emitting a faint luster, just like the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, so similar.
Guo Huaian's eyes were focused, and the aura around his body was raised. A strong and powerful aura surged out from his body, and he stood majestic. That majestic body was filled with a heart-wrenching aura.
With heroic aura, he is like a king dominating the world, he is like a peerless god of war, he is the master of this dark night. The aura lingering around him rolls out, and his face as strong and angular as the sun is full of determination.
decisive.
Several Khitan warriors were fierce, with no concealment of the fierceness in their eyes. They surrounded Guo Huaian and Luo Lie, and the scimitars in their hands condensed layers of heart-stopping light. As a result,
The most outstanding bodyguards in the Khitan Kingdom, their own martial arts level is not bad. What's more, under the guidance of the Khitan Grand Master Wanyan Wudi, their martial arts strength has reached a higher level. They have killed countless enemies, and their bodies have long been
It was stained with the blood of countless people, and they were extremely familiar with this kind of fighting.
Guo Huaian took a big step forward, his aura rising to the extreme. His tiger eyes were as bright as a sharp blade, shooting out in all directions. There was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Yelü Chang
Sheng, no wonder you are not as good as Yelu Zongheng, you may be hiding behind those dead soldiers. It really disappoints Guo. No matter what happens tonight, you are no longer qualified to compete with Guo."
"Guo Huaian, don't talk so shamelessly here. At least you can leave here alive before talking. Let you see the iron-blooded pride of my Khitan man, so that you know that we Khitan people are the real masters of this world. You Han people are not only good at reciting poems, but also elegant.
, why are you still doing it? Tonight, the Shuozhou Rebel Army should end. I have given you a chance, but if you don’t cherish it, then don’t blame me for being rude. As for whether I am not as good as my fourth son,
That's not something you, Guo Huaian, can judge, because the dead are not qualified to judge the living winner."
"Kill!!" Yelu Changsheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted at the Khitan warriors who were surrounding Guo Huaian and Luo Lie with their swords raised. His handsome face became a bit grim because of the endless hostility flowing around him.
He became ferocious. Because the last thing he wanted to hear was that others were comparing him to Yelu Zongheng. No matter what, he had indeed been living in the shadow of Zongheng. Even though he was the Khitan prince, he knew that Yelu Zongheng had no respect for this prince.
There is simply no interest at all.
No one knows the pain in Yelu Changsheng's heart, and no one knows that this is his reverse scale, which is why he is so angry. He raised his slightly cold eyes, under the endless night,
There was a fierce look, and a sky-shaking fireworks rose in his heart. Everyone in the Khitan knew that he was not as good as Yelu Zongheng, and he also knew in his heart that for so many years he had thought of hiding his power and biding his time, allowing Yelu Zongheng's reputation to rise, but in his heart
He was also secretly angry, sooner or later one day he, Yelu Changsheng, would be the number one young hero in the Khitan Kingdom, and the most outstanding one among all the princes.
"Young Marshal Guo, let Mr. Luo take the lead, so that everyone in the world knows that Duanqianmen is still there, and the loyalty of Duanqianmen is still there." Luo Lie's whole body surged with an aura that was as violent as Han's, that aura of decadence.
They had all been wiped out a long time ago. At this time, it was the unique wealthy man who stood alone at the desolate sky gate. With a gun in his hand, even with thousands of troops and horses, it was difficult for him to take a step forward. No one would be brave enough to stand in front of a gate with ten thousand men.
This is clearly reflected in his body.
Luo Lie raised his spear, and the cold breath was biting and cold on the tip of the spear. He swept the spear, and the spear was like a dragon, and the surging energy rippled from his body.
He opened it, and rushed towards the Khitan warriors who were charging forward like ripples with their swords. His eyes were focused, and a solemn and rough pride arose spontaneously. He raised the gun and shook it, and several spears were fired.
The flowers looked particularly dazzling under the vast darkness of night.
A Khitan warrior slashed with his sword, and he came towards him like a spin, followed closely by another rugged Khitan warrior. His body was close to the Khitan warrior's side.
The scimitar slashed and stabbed towards Luo Lie. The two of them cooperated in an incomparable tacit understanding. The cold light glowing from the scimitar was a bit brighter than the arcing moon above the night sky, and it was even more intense with blood.
The breath spreads and opens.
Four or five Khitan warriors headed towards Luo Lie, and there were several Khitan warriors with cold light in their eyes, and the scimitars in their hands were also chilling. They swarmed towards Guo Huaian on all sides, and they swung their swords.
He went all out, leaving no spare strength, and saw several swords of light shrouding the two people standing side by side. For a moment, the powerful sword winds surged out like invincible swords.
Like, Guo Huaian and Luo Lie were criss-crossing their bodies.
Luo Lie's face turned solemn. He flicked his spear, and the gun shadows swept towards everyone around him. The gun shadows were like flowers spitting out of a snake's mouth, and the rolling gun shadows were like dragons roaring and tigers roaring. Those Khitan warriors who came to bully him.
They felt their hands sink, followed by a series of lightning flashes, and their hands were hit by a huge momentum, and then their bodies were knocked away by this huge momentum. They were even more horrified, they didn't
Thinking that in just the first round, they had already been knocked away.
Luo Lie shouted loudly, took a big step, and the spear in his hand trembled slightly. The spear head was like dragon shadows biting the sky, heading towards the group of Khitan warriors who were repulsed. The spears flew up and down, and the spear shadows flew up and down.
They surged from all directions, but the body in the center of the gun shadow remained motionless. The expressions of the Khitan warriors also began to change. Behind them was the Khitan prince. As soon as they retreated, they retreated to the prince's body.
forward.
Raising the sword and swiping it again, the Khitan warriors gathered all the energy in their bodies. Their bodies were gathered together, vertical or scattered. A long sword with a handle shaped like a crescent moon rolled up a series of bursts of energy that seemed to collapse.
The scimitars in the hands of several figures made trembling sounds. Their faces showed an extremely solemn look. With a rainbow-like momentum, they once again launched an attack on the rough man standing with his gun raised. They
Like a vicious wolf, it keeps biting the prey tightly.
Except for the solemn look on Luo Lie's face, there was no emotion in his eyes. He raised the spear, and the gun suddenly turned into a curved arc. He grabbed it with both hands, and his right hand was under the gun head.
Three feet away, and the left hand was at the end of the spear. With a slight movement of his hands, the arc of the spear became more curved. Then, he released his left hand, and the spear came with a string of sharp arrows.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, heading towards the shadows of several knives. And with a slight twist of his right hand, the spear turned into several sharp swords. Layers of gun shadows appeared around him with him as the center.
Like a blooming flower.
"Bang, bang, bang." Several dull sounds sounded, and several figures retreated slumped. The gun shadows all hit the scimitars in their hands, and their hands holding the swords were struck like lightning.
A domineering and powerful force surged from their tiger's mouth and went straight to their chests. The powerful and domineering Qi force tore apart all the Qi in their chests, leaving
The atmosphere around them suddenly became sluggish.
"Puff, puff!" Several Khitan warriors felt a surge of blood in their chests. They could no longer suppress the sweet smell that rushed into their throats, and spit out a stream of blood arrows from their mouths. The energy was like a sharp handle.
Like a sharp blade, it cut all the energy in their bodies, and all their internal energy turned into nothing at that moment. Naturally, they could not hide the look of fear in their eyes, but they still ended up with a sense of loss and grief.
.
The ferocity in Yelu Changsheng's eyes did not diminish. He did not expect that the centurion he had ignored could be so powerful. However, he did not show any disappointment. He waved to the crowd and suddenly shouted
Miserable screams resounded through the night sky. However, a mysterious man in black clothes and robes appeared among the crowd. This group of people held a spear as dark as paint, and the spear gave off a terrifying aura.
Stabbed into the chests of the defeated Khitan warriors.
"If you fail, you will be punished. Death is the best relief for you." Yelu Changsheng said with cold eyes towards the Khitan warriors who fell softly to the ground. For these failed Khitan warriors, he did not
There is no regret. For him, these Khitan warriors who have lost their inner strength are just a group of trash, and he does not need trash to work for him. And killing these Khitan warriors seems to be a waste for him.
Everything is so casual and natural, like a homely meal.
Four men in black robes slowly walked out from behind Yelu Changsheng. They also held a spear in their hands. The spear was slightly longer than an ordinary spear, and the barrel of the spear was also made of iron.
The stick and the head of the gun were condensed with a horrifying sheen of blood. With the appearance of the four people, the dark night seemed to become more dull, which made people feel a little short of breath and made people feel a little unavoidable.
shock.
"Unexpectedly, even Wanyan Wudi's bodyguards were brought here. Don't forget that Wanyan Wudi once studied in my Broken Gun Sect. Speaking of which, he is still a half-disciple of the Broken Gun Sect. When you meet someone who is useful,
The ancestors of the gun don't know etiquette. Could it be that this is what Wanyan Wudi taught you?" Seeing the four men in black robes appear, Luo Lie grinned and said disdainfully. But his heart was filled with excitement.
He was extremely vigilant, and the martial arts skills of the four men in black robes were not inferior to him at all. It should be said that they were all powerful enemies.
Guo Huaian was also slightly shocked. The four men in black robes holding spears gave him a sense of danger. Although he could not feel any fluctuations of true energy from their bodies, he knew that there was a powerful and majestic energy.
The machine was hidden in the bodies of those four people. What made his heart palpitate even more was that the blood evil aura on those four people was extremely strong, and the blood on their hands seemed to be countless.
"The remnant of the Duanqiang Sect, if the Great Imperial Master hadn't been so soft-hearted at that time, you, the remnant of the Duanqiang Sect, would not have been able to live to this day. But you have spoken so rudely. If I had known this, the Great Imperial Master would not have had to be so soft-hearted.
Now, you, a remnant of the Broken Gun Sect, don’t have to jump up to now." One of the men with a thin face said gloomily. There was no luster on his withered face, as if he was a dead corpse.
face.
"Who wouldn't tell lies? Although the Duanqian Sect has become a thing of the past, Wanyan Wudi has not denied that he has learned skills from the Duanqian Sect. Although you are Wanyan Wudi's bodyguards, you naturally know how to respect teachers.
Tao, but I really don’t know how Wanyan Wudi taught you." Guo Huaian saw that Luo Lie was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't help but sneered. He really didn't know much about the Broken Gun Sect, and he also looked at that
Several men in black robes were very unhappy and couldn't help but retort.
"Don't you Han people have a saying that those who master come first? The martial arts level of the great national master has long surpassed that of everyone in Duanqiang Sect at that time, including the master of the sect. What is the term "study skills"? At best, it is just mutual learning.
, and you are even more shameless in talking about it, are you worthy of Duanqianmen?" The black-robed man's tone was disdainful, and his sarcastic gaze fell directly on Luo Lie, and the reputation of Duanqianmen was in his hands.