Chapter 855 Who can resist in twenty years? (Part 2)
The future...
Yang Yu closed his eyes and stood quietly.
This is not the first time Wang Muzhi has said the same thing.
For the first time, he had just made a name for himself in Longyuandao. He could accept that he would not be part of the future without him.
In fact, he didn't even care about Wang Muzhi's words at that time.
The second time, he had already conquered the northwest. Even though it was of great importance, he asked himself whether there would be any news about the future.
At that time, he already believed Wang Muzhi's words, but he felt that it might be the fate of the alien visitor who had obscured the secret.
But later, he thought about it, maybe his secret was not in the calculation, but there would be no trace of him in the future.
And this is the third time...
At this moment, he was standing at the top of the world. Looking around at that time, there were only a few people who could stand up to him.
If there is no trace of his existence in the future...
"The future is uncertain, but there are traces of all the connections. Based on your current practice and the current weight of the Northwest Path, if there is really no trace, it can only mean..."
Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly, but his eyes fell on the center of the previous collision between the two, avoiding Taikoo's sharp words.
"He is deliberately showing weakness..."
"Showing weakness?"
Yang Yu shook his head:
"Brother, with your current practice, there are not many people in the world who can beat you, but you have not yet reached the peak.
You do not understand."
Wang Mu's dual-wielding skills of immortality and martial arts, using the technique of splitting light and turning shadows into sixty-four combined attacks, even he did not dare to underestimate.
But in the end, neither he, nor the Ten Capital Masters, nor the Martial Saint, has reached the end and cannot reach the threshold of the limit.
Therefore, he would suspect Lu Chen of showing weakness, but Yang Yu knew very well that Lu Chen might be hiding something.
But showing weakness?
does not exist!
However, Wang Muzhi's words still touched his heart.
"Twenty years..."
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"In the winter of the nineteenth year of the Northwest Calendar, the war broke out again. Qin Lihu, the general of the Northwest Road, led more than 300,000 troops. In the winter of the same year, he killed Chuang Wang Li Chuang and launched a massive attack on Ding'an Road.
In the spring of the following year, we went to seven prefectures in Yanzhou. Before autumn, we had decided on the location of thirteen prefectures in one prefecture, and our troops were directed to Andao City.
In the winter of the same year, Li Chuang's general Chen Rong organized all the armies to join forces and counterattack with an army of more than 400,000 people. The two sides met in the Fengdeng Plain...
One battle, peace and stability!
"In the spring of the 21st year of the Northwest Calendar, Qin Lihu abandoned his 300,000-strong army and led thousands of red-blooded horses down to Dongyang alone. He cooperated with the officials in Wanxiang Mountain to instigate a rebellion. Within half a year, all the cities fled...
The roads and railways of East Vietnam were flowing across the river, and the forces were consolidated without any competition. In the autumn of the following year, all the prefectures in Dongyang and the two prefectures fell under the command of Northwest, and the remaining prefectures were unable to resist..."
"His military situation seems to have been greatly improved, and the power of the red-blooded army seems to be no less than that of the Black Armor Elite Cavalry of the past..."
…
In the grand hall, a middle-aged scribe loudly reported the urgent reports one after another. As the voice echoed, there was a dead silence in the hall with dozens of people.
Destroy everything!
In just over four years, Ding'an and Dongyang were about to fall. This is too terrifying.
You must know that although the territory of these two roads is not as large as that of the northwest, it is not small. Ordinary people may not be able to complete it even if they rush their horses...
Are all those cities just waiting for the wind to fall?
After a long, long time, someone whispered:
"Is this tiger so powerful? Why didn't I see it back then..."
No one responded or echoed.
As early as twenty years ago, the Northwest Road had already attracted the attention of the world, and everyone present knew the information of many high-level officials in it.
How could they not know what Qin Lihu was like?
An outstanding person who lived on the streets when he was young and became a great master with just a copy of a popular book.
Except for Zhang Xuanyi's kind
Who, other than a donkey, would send such a treasure to prison?
only……
In this world, Qin Lihu is not the only one who can lead troops. Under Li Chuang's command, there are many fierce generals who fought in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Dongyang Road.
How is it that he can look down on him and no one can stop him wherever he passes?
It’s just that the person behind it is too terrifying!
The world's first martial artist who rides on a goshawk that travels eighty thousand miles a day, and possesses the best archery skills in the world...
Such a freak, which great master or martial saint would dare to get into trouble?
"Although that tiger is ferocious, how can he alone conquer two six states, more than seventy prefectures, and hundreds of counties in four years?
Why should he know that no one in the world knows him?"
A tall old man was sitting in the front row. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh:
"Second uncle, he is so confused! Yang Yu clearly knows his ambition, but he still wants to teach him about his domination of fists and military situation.
In that month, I'm afraid the mantle will be passed on to that traitor!"
Rebel!
When he said this, the old man slapped his thigh with hatred.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The Linlong King, whose temples were stained with frost, slapped the table heavily and glared angrily:
"Lao Jiu, you are too presumptuous!"
The old man shook his body, but still held on:
"Where did I say I was wrong? If my second uncle had killed that traitor with one strike back then, would An be in danger today?!"
"roll!"
Linlong King was furious, raised his hand and punched the old man out of the front hall. The old man coughed up blood and still refused to accept it, but was held down by everyone in the hall.
"Second uncle, he can do nothing wrong, and you, Zhang Qingming, don't deserve to say it!"
Linlong King had a stern look on his face, swept across all the ministers in the hall, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't say that we haven't reached the city yet. Even if I die on the battlefield, if anyone dares to insult the old prince, I will turn into a ghost and drag him down!"
"It's easy for you to die in battle, but what about the inheritance of your ancestors? From Taizu to Taizong to this day, my Zhang family's inheritance of more than 400 years will be surrendered to that mud-legged guy?!"
Zhang Qingming was detained in the hall by everyone, but he refused to accept it, coughing up blood and struggling:
"Brother, do it! As soon as Dongyang is lost, Qin Lihu will immediately attack the city! I have invited the Sword Master to come here.
There are also all the famous masters in the martial arts, kill Qin Lihu first, and then kill the traitor Yang Yu, and return the Zhang family to me!"
"you dare!"
Linlong King suddenly changed his expression:
"No wonder my second uncle demoted you out of the city back then. You were so hopelessly stupid! The Northwest King is as good today as my second uncle was then. Are you worthy of ambush him?!"
Linlong King was almost mad to death, and with a backhand palm, he drove away the people who were trying to stop him, and lifted the man up:
"Beast, what else have you done?"
"Haha, what did you do?!"...
Zhang Qingming laughed and grabbed Linlong King's arm:
"When you go to the northwest to pay homage to your second uncle, I have already convinced the elders in the clan and everyone in the hall!"
"What?!"
When Linlong King turned around in shock, many masters in the hall had already jumped up one after another, grabbing their arms or pulling their legs and feet.
In just a few breaths, Linlong King was pinned to the ground.
"How dare you make trouble?!"
Linlong King was frightened and struggled in anger, but he heard a cold rebuke.
"When it comes to seniority, I am your uncle!"
Dozens of old people also entered the courtyard, including some very old clan elders.
"You want to usurp power!"
Seeing these people, King Linlong calmed down.
"Wrong! I and others just don't want your ancestors' inheritance to be ruined by you!"
The old man walking at the front had white beard and hair, and his face was wrinkled. He needed help from several people to walk, but his voice was very bright:
"Zhang Qingqi, you are only average among your peers. You can reach a big position only because of Zhang Xuanba's support.
If it's a prosperous age, that's all.
Dao is barely enough, but now that the world is in chaos, you can’t do it..."
"stupid……"
Linlong King sighed, he no longer struggled:
"Do you know why my second uncle chose me among my father's many heirs to inherit the Linlong throne?"
The old man didn't take it seriously and turned around to leave, but Zhang Qingming turned around and said, "Why? It's just because you are the boss!"
"No, it's because I know how to advance and retreat, know gains and losses, know what not to do, and also know how to retreat and settle for the next best thing..."
Linlong King sighed softly:
"Since ancient times, how can there be an immortal dynasty? I, the Zhang family, have inherited the grace of Taizu and have enjoyed the world for more than four hundred years. Isn't it enough?"
"Asshole!"
Hearing these words, the hall suddenly fell silent. I never expected that these words would actually come from the mouth of the Linlong King.
The old man's expression suddenly changed and he struck him down with a heavy crutch:
"On behalf of Taizu, I will beat you to death, you unworthy descendant!"
Snapped!
The crutch broke, and the old man and the others fell out one after another. A spear, which was as thick as an ink and as thick as a goose egg, was inserted in front of several people at some point.
"Overlord Spear, Dragon!"
Seeing this gun, everyone inside and outside the hall changed their expressions and subconsciously took a few steps back.
And in the corner that no one noticed, a young man with disheveled silver-white hair was pouring himself a drink:
"The old man is right, in this world, the only person who is really hard is if you are hard! The majestic Linlong King is not just being pinned to the ground, he is pinned to the ground..."
"Yilong!"
The old man staggered a few steps, still in shock, and shouted loudly:
"Brother Mu, please show up and capture this beast for me!"
"Stop shouting."
Youlong lazily picked out his ears:
"You, Taoist Master Mu Jian Sheng, are here just for the sake of your Zhang family? Without the old man, you, Linlong Zhang family, are nothing!"
"Little beast..."
The old man scolded angrily and was immediately slapped to the ground.
laugh!
Youlong pulled out his spear, and in front of the hall, Mu Qingliu stood with his sword in his hand, looking to the east:
"he came!"
"coming……"
The tired look on Yulong's face also disappeared, and his expression became rare and solemn.
"who?"
All the Linlong masters inside and outside the hall were confused at first, and then were shocked.
How many people are there in this world who can make top masters like Mu Qingliu and Youlong feel like they are facing formidable enemies?
Buzz~
All the old men in the hall felt the breeze blowing, while Mu Qingliu, Youlong and even the great masters were shocked.
In a daze, I felt an indescribable heat wave rising from a very far distance, coming slowly,
Like a great sun patrolling the snowy sky...
With this momentum, if I hadn’t known who was coming, I would have thought it was the old man who had faked the corpse..."
Youlong subconsciously touched his numb scalp and retreated behind Mu Qingliu without leaving a trace.
The latter's eyelids trembled and he spoke:
"Since you're here, why not show up?"
Phew~
It was as if the snow in the sky suddenly fell into the yard, and was evaporated by the hot heat and turned into water vapor. In the hazy mist,
A mysterious suit slowly emerged.
Before anyone arrived, there was already silence inside and outside the courtyard.