Yang Yu paused for a moment, until the purple gourd swallowed the fate that was about to escape, and then he let out a breath of turbidity.
The closed pores opened, huge heat spread, and the leaves that were blown by the wind withered and turned yellow.
Any grandmaster is no small matter. Even Yang Yu today would not show any slightness in his heart. In the short battle, he actually used his full strength.
"The Four Elephant Arrows of Heaven's Will that are close to the eighth level..."
Taking a stray piece of iron filings casually, Yu Fangzhou couldn't help but feel a little cautious.
Among the martial arts in the world, archery is one of the most difficult to master. There seem to be only one or two master archers approaching the eighth level in the entire Long Yuan Dao.
And this also includes Lin Qitian, the general who guards Yunzhou.
With such archery skills, if he had chosen the battlefield with mental calculation and unintentional thinking, even he might not be able to escape unscathed.
"It's just close."
After a few breaths, Yang Yu evened out his energy and blood, and his boiling blood calmed down.
The essence of superior martial arts lies in the sixth-grade and above. The seventh-grade God's Will Four Elephant Arrows only require one of the archery techniques to be mastered.
However, the eighth level Four Symbols Arrow of Heaven's Will requires the 'wind', 'rain', 'thunder', and 'electricity' to be trained to perfection, and the four forms must be combined into one 'small myriad phenomena'.
He was quite different at this time...
"The seventh level of the Overlord Fist, the Four Elephant Arrows of Heaven's Will are approaching the eighth level, and there are also sword techniques, internal training, horizontal training, and strange techniques..."
Nanshan Ba's expression was subtle.
Having practiced the 'Gunlong Fist' to great perfection, he certainly knows that practicing superior martial arts is not easy.
His talent is considered to be first-rate when compared to Long Yuan, but he has to be over sixty years old to be able to practice an excellent martial arts to the eighth level.
This kid is less than a third of his age. Even if he practiced martial arts in his mother's womb, there is no reason to practice so many martial arts to such a level, right?
Yang Yu naturally heard the surprise and temptation in the two people's voices, but he didn't care. He turned his eyes and looked at the Liansheng cultists scattered in the city:
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later. After all, we have to clean up the garbage in this city..."
"My troops are not far away and will arrive shortly. Of course, none of these rebels can escape."
Before Yu Fangzhou could say anything, Yang Yu had already jumped out.
Beng Beng Beng~
The bow was like a thunderbolt, causing a bloody storm.
"this……"
Yu Fangzhou frowned immediately.
With their status and status, how can these little minions who don’t have much blood exchange be worth their while?
"So murderous."
Nanshan Ba also looked a little strange, but after thinking about it, he moved and committed suicide towards the city.
Just after watching a grandmaster battle, he felt a little itchy.
The two of them took action one after another, and Yu Fangzhou could only shake his head helplessly and cooperate.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jia Xuyang, who had already entered the city, found it interesting, but naturally he would not take action, but he also sent a few eunuchs with him to serve him.
In this world, there are very few groups that are all proficient in martial arts.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.
For ordinary people, they cannot afford the cost of practicing martial arts, nor do they have that much time. Even in the military, they do not have this condition.
The only exception is the eunuch of Dongchang.
Almost all eunuchs in Dongchang practice martial arts.
"ah!"
"Do not kill me!"
"Fight!"
Screams came and went.
The Liansheng cultists in Maxiang Town experienced a great terror that they had never encountered in their lives. With their skills, which could only be exchanged four or five times, they faced the pursuit of the top masters among the three masters.
Xie Qi, Zhang Longfu, Wang Laodao and others who got out of the car looked at it with their eyelids twitching wildly.
Forged in a furnace and filled with true energy, a master-level warrior can be compared to a thousand armies. This thousand army does not refer to the soldiers guarding the city, but to the elites of various countries who have fought in hundreds of battles!
With this attack, even before there was time for a cup of tea, all the Liansheng believers, preachers, and even the thugs who took advantage of the situation were all killed.
The strong smell of blood cannot be dispersed by the wind.
"This guy really doesn't have the slightest bit of a master's demeanor..."
Xie Qi murmured to himself, his teeth sore.
"What is the demeanor of a grandmaster? Don't say grandmaster, so what if you are a great master? Shouldn't you eat, drink, poop and sleep?"
The big boss came downstairs carrying a jug and glass. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but sneer:
"Do you have to squat when you poop?"
"you……"
Xie Qi was completely speechless, but he couldn't refute.
Not far away, Wang Laodao also twitched his face and waved his sleeves in displeasure:
"vulgar!"
The big boss smiles and says nothing. If eating, drinking, sleeping and eating is vulgar, what can be considered elegant?
But unexpectedly, a voice came and answered his question seriously:
"Squatting down, indeed."
"who?!"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Xie Qi was startled. Facing his big boss, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
Xie Qi turned around suddenly and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Silently, a group of hundreds of silver-armored cavalry arrived outside the city gate. The person who replied to the big boss was a general who was more than eight feet tall.
He was riding a flaming dragon horse, holding a bloody spear in his hand, and walked forward slowly. In his perception, it was as if the sky was falling towards him.
Huge fear grasped his heart like a physical palm, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
'Sure enough, it's 'signed'!'
Xie Qi was a little dizzy. Even the most ignorant people in the Baizhou martial arts world knew what this meant.
General of Lanshan Pass, General of Baizhou, Fang Zhenghao!
How could a rebellion in a small county town attract such a big shot?!
"Fang Zhenghao!"
When he saw the person coming, the boss's heart skipped a beat.
How could he not think of what Xie Qi wanted?
only……
'Could it be that I only draw fortunes when I go out to tell fortunes?'
There was a murmur in his heart.
Not far away, Zhang Longfu, Wang Laodao and others turned pale, especially the former, who had been hunted for several months and was almost in a state of panic.
"Not only the Grand Master, but also the Martial Saint have to squat."
Fang Zhenghao turned over and dismounted, swept across the messy ground, and his eyes fell on Jia Xuyang:
"What do you call this father-in-law?"
"Our family name is Jia."
Jia Xuyang raised his hand and said softly:
"It is said that Qingzhou's military force is superior to Longyuan's. Looking at it now, General Fang is even better! It must have only been a few hours since the beacon was lit. It is really difficult for the general."
There was sarcasm in his tone.
It is not unusual for border guards to show self-respect to the bandits, especially in recent years, many so-called rebellions have been deliberately carried out by these border generals.
First, it is to avoid being evacuated from the station.
Secondly, countering rebellion is meritorious service.
However, there are probably only a few people in the world who dare to collude with the Liansheng Cult so openly.
Involuntarily, he felt cautious in his heart.
"Fang learned the news and came at starry night, but he was still a step too late..."
Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly and ignored the old eunuch. His eyes turned and fell on Zhang Longfu, who was trembling a little:
"Your Majesty, shall we go back?"
The look in his eyes seemed to be of great weight. Not to mention Zhang Longfu, even Wang Laodao could not resist it. Even though he had thousands of words to say, he could not utter even a single word.
It wasn't until the sound came from the city that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Going back where?"
Before his voice was neither high nor low, Yang Yu, who seemed to be stained by the smell of blood and looked a little colder, came slowly over.
Beside him was Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba who looked serious.
"Fang Zhenghao!"
Yu Fangzhou's expression darkened, but he glanced at Yang Yu from the corner of his eye.
At this time, he realized why this person insisted on taking care of the Liansheng cultists first. If he wanted to take action before he missed it, he would probably not have time.
"General Fang, long time no see."
Nanshan Ba's tone was low.
"Brother Yu and Brother Fang have been separated for twenty years, and it seems that they have not made much progress. It seems that Daocheng is too comfortable."
Casually inserting the spear on the ground, Fang Zhenghao looked at the three of them with interest.
"As someone who has experienced the difficulty of the entrance, don't you know?"
Yu Fangzhou was indifferent and silent, but Nanshan Ba couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"That's true. It's just that the two of them have been mastering everything for more than twenty years, but they still can't make a breakthrough. Think about it, the chance is not great."
It seems that because he met an old friend, or maybe he had a deeper meaning, Fang Zhenghao's words became rarer.
After hearing this, the expressions on Yu Fangzhou's and Yu Fangzhou's faces became even more ugly. It was a lifelong pain for them not to be able to penetrate the profound entrance.
"Ha~"
Fang Zhenghao's eyes finally fell on Yang Yu:
"With such martial arts at such a young age, it's no wonder that Wei Zhengxian couldn't bear to kill you and let you go. It's no wonder that you can inflict serious injuries with fierce blood."
His voice was neither high nor low, but in everyone's ears, it was like the friction of gold and iron, harsh and sharp.
No matter who it was, anyone who made eye contact with him would tremble, as if they were struck by thunder, and their calm glances would be much scarier than the secret witnessing skills in the martial arts world.
Only Yang Yu seemed unaware.
The entrance is clear, and the essence, energy and spirit are integrated and blended. The great master warrior has mastered the "moment". When walking, sitting and lying down, he seems to be connected with the void around him.
For ordinary warriors, not to mention fighting, just pressing the momentum is enough to defeat the enemy without fighting, just like the legendary "dragon power".
Comparable to Zhang Xuanba, King of Zhao of Xifu, who killed him dozens or hundreds of times in the illusion of Liuji Mountain, he was like a breeze blowing on his face.
This made Fang Zhenghao a little surprised, and he couldn't help but feel a love for talents.
If such a person surrenders to him, he will definitely be his right-hand man in the future...
"Sister, Brother Yang."
Seeing Yang Yu and others, Zhang Longfu felt a little relieved.
"Colluding with the Liansheng Cult is a taboo in the country. General Fang doesn't even care about it. It seems he has made up his mind to rebel."
Glancing at Yan Xi, who was still cold, Yang Yu's heart brightened.
It was quite a coincidence that when we passed by, we happened to encounter the Liansheng Cult insurrection.
Therefore, he always kept an eye on it, and Goshawk and Black Dog had already discovered the traces of the Baizhou soldiers.
"After all, he was born in Jin Yiwei and has a sharp tongue. When we met for the first time, he tried to frame him and frame him. He wanted to kill Fang from the Nine Clan..."
Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly, but there was only coldness in his eyes:
"The old prince has been in coma for many years, and the prince is weak and has been usurped by others. Fang's heart can be judged by the sun and the moon. How can you allow you to slander him here?"
"A hypocrite is worse than a real villain! A great general in a state behaves like this. Wei Zhengxian is ten times stronger than you, but he is as famous as you. It's really ridiculous."
Such courage?!
Not to mention Zhang Longfu, the big boss, Yu Fangzhou and others couldn't help but change their expressions, as if they didn't expect Yang Yu to have such courage.
Xie Qi even took a breath of cold air, and his scalp felt a little numb.
Jia Xuyang's eyes flashed with excitement, and he was amazed in his heart.
"No wonder you dare to challenge Nie Wendong in the street. You are so brave!"
The smile disappeared from Fang Zhenghao's face. He raised his hand lightly, and the blood-red spear came out of the ground like a living thing and fell into his palm:
"Fang's spear is made of phoenix blood stone mixed with thousand-forged black iron. It can break both gang and energy, but it is the sharpest..."
call!
call!
It seems that the four seasons are changing, and early autumn turns into midwinter.
The fierce cold current rolled in, and the dust that had not settled inside and outside the long street was flying again.
In Fangzhou, Nanshan Ba's expression changed. Before he could speak, he heard the clear sound of a sword and turned to look.
But he saw Yang Yu pressing the knife with five fingers, cold light flowing out, and his hair and eyebrows were raised:
"My sword is not bad at all!"
Six thousand words is finished, good night everyone. I will go home tomorrow for the 15th and leave the child with his grandma. After that, I should be able to resume the nine thousand words update, maybe?