I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 889
A general walked out from behind Yue Fei, and he was not wearing any armor, similar to the outfit of Wanyan Loushi below.

He opened his arms, exposing his strong chest, and his burly figure was like an iron tower.

He had just walked a few steps when several people shouted at the same time: "Ming Wang!"

Wang Yindao: "This Tartar is an unknown person, how can the king of Ming be allowed to do it himself, I am willing to kill this person."

Yue Fei fought against Fang La in Qingxi Cave, he knows how powerful these people are, especially this Wang Yin in front of him.

Fang La glanced at Wang Yin, then at Wanyan Loushi, shook her head and said, "Don't underestimate this person."

As soon as he slapped the tower, he jumped to the bottom of the city. At this time, Wu Song had gradually lost his grip. Seeing that the person coming was unusually majestic, he knew that he was the leader of the Ming Cult, so he rolled on the spot and withdrew from the battle.

Wanyan Loushi sneered, and the contemptuous laughter made Wu Song furious, and he wanted to fight back with the knife in his hand.

Suddenly a strong wind swept him up the tower. Wu Song turned his head and saw that it was Song Jiang who made the move.

Although everyone drank together every day and had friendship with each other, Wu Song didn't know that Song Jiang had such a skill.

Song Jiang said: "In the Privet camp, although there are not many people, there are quite a few generals. Brother, please be safe and don't be impatient, and watch Fang La fight with him."

Wu Song himself knew that he might not be able to hold on if the fight continued, so he didn't get angry at this time, but just stared at the battlefield.

After Fang La fell to the ground, Wanyan Loushi finally turned serious. He lifted the knife with one hand, and the back of the knife rested in the crook of the other arm.

The two did not speak, but looked at each other, and both could see the dignity of the opponent.

Fang La twisted his wristband, and his robe moved automatically without wind, bursting with energy.

Lou Shi on the opposite side flicked the knife and wiped it again, his eyes were extremely sharp, just like Hai Dongqing in the depths of Liaodong Baishan.

Fang La was not in a hurry to make a move. His Nine Suns Divine Art must be a one-hit kill, otherwise it would be difficult to fight for a long time.

But the Privet Tartar on the opposite side is different, he has a long breath, and it seems that he can fight for another three days and three nights without the slightest fatigue.

This is not a person at all, but a killing machine. It is precisely because there are so many beast-like Tartars in Privet that they can defeat the Khitan with an army of several million with one against a hundred and 5 horses.

No one would believe that the Great Song Dynasty, which was recognized as a weakness in the Six Dynasties, was actually facing the real enemy of the Central Plains.

At this time, privet was stronger than Mongolia, and Wanyan Aguda's record was even more exaggerated than Temujin.

The reason why he didn't conquer as many lands as Temujin was is because the Privet tribe is a small tribe and their number is too small.

In terms of the ability of soldiers to fight, Mongolia is not as good as privet, but this is the way of the world. High explosiveness is never as high as the upper limit of endurance. It is difficult for a race with a small population to rule a large area of ​​land for a long time.

The Six Dynasties all thought that the privets faced by the Song Dynasty were only tens of thousands of horses, far less threatening than the Mongols. The description of the Youyan battlefield was very simple, which means that standing and talking does not hurt the back.

Fang La really had foresight, so he resolutely rejected Wang Yin's request to play, because he didn't want to lose this capable man and brother.

Although people in Ming Cult respectfully call him King Ming, within Ming Cult, everyone treats each other as brothers and sisters, including King Ming.

On Fang La's fist, a ball of flames surged, and the Nine Suns Divine Art is the most masculine and powerful art in the world, and it is extremely powerful.

Wanyan Loushi felt the strength of his fist, and his eyes became more serious. He put the knife horizontally in front of him, and stepped forward with his feet walking like dragons and tigers.

In the Privet Camp, Wanyan Zonghan said with a smile: "Lou Shi is about to get serious. His sword technique is extremely fierce, but he can only make three cuts. The number of people in the world who can take him three swords can be counted on one hand." Gotta come."

Wanyan Zongqian also nodded and said: "This Lou Shi's knife is really overbearing. Last time I met an old demon who was cultivated by a thousand-year-old snow ape during hunting, he chopped it down with a single knife."

"This Song barbarian is going to be in trouble."

In the Privet formation, there was also constant laughter, they trusted Lou Shi too much.

As the number one warrior of Privet, how could he lose in a duel.

There are similarities between boxing and swordsmanship. Both of them pay attention to one-step, releasing all the power in an instant, leaving no room for oneself or the opponent.

When Wanyan Loushi slashed down with his saber, there was a whistling sound in the air, and two wind knives emerged from it, rolling up dust all over the sky, with astonishing power.

As the blade fell, both sides were pressed by energy, and even the ground became a little shorter.And below the blade is the center of all the vortexes, condensing all the power of this blade.

Fang La was right there, and he gave a loud shout without any intention of avoiding it.

The veins on his forehead popped up, he took a lunge forward, his arm was burning with flames, and he swung his fist to meet the killing blow.

After the two sides collided, a circle of air waves quickly swayed, and the surrounding air seemed to be a Wanjun meteorite crashing into the sea. The city walls of Youzhou were impacted by this energy, shaking like an earthquake.

Inside and outside the arena, the air seemed to freeze, only the floating dust and smoke was swearing that the scene just now was not an illusion.

After waiting like this for a long time, both sides watched nervously. When the dust slowly cleared, the two stood in the center of the field.

Wanyan Loushi still raised his knife in a slashing gesture, while Fang La threw his fist to meet them. They were still competing, and neither of them could defeat the other.

Seeing that it was meaningless to continue this stalemate, Fang La released his fist, stepped back, and retreated voluntarily.

Wanyan Zonghan clapped his hands and said: "He's finished, Lou Shi's next knife is coming!"

Coincidentally, everyone in the Ming Cult on the city tower clapped their hands and applauded: "How could he survive the second punch of King Ming!"

Fang La didn't pause at all, nor dragged his feet. The next moment, his figure flashed, and he suddenly came to Wanyan Loushi. One arm made a "cracking" sound and made a thick circle, and raised a fist towards the opponent's head. Boom up.

The latter had been on guard for a long time, and the big knife even spun half a circle above his head, and slashed at Fang La with precision.

There was a muffled sound of "bang".

Like the muffled thunder that exploded above the nine heavens, it was not loud, but extremely shocking.

No one thought that the two people's paths were so similar. This time, they were both a little reluctant. They separated soon after contact. Lou Shi was panting heavily while leaning on a knife, and Fang La was not much better.

At this moment, the people watching the battle on both sides lost their smiles. They were shocked by the intensity of the battle. Both of them showed super strength.

Wanyan Zonghan looked at Aguda, who shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly.

Wanyan Loushi is the direct descendant of Wanyan Zonghan, unlike other privet generals who were all from the privet family, Wanyan Loushi is a child of an ordinary family.

It is entirely due to his super talent that he can get to where he is today, and there is still some chance.

Even the shaman himself said that this child has an unlimited future.

Wanyan Zonghan knew that if he was allowed to continue fighting, he might die.

The members of the Ming Cult on the tower were about to jump off immediately, how could they not see that the Privet Tartar on the opposite side had the strength to kill King Ming.

If the fight continues, the best result is that both sides will suffer.

The two people on the battlefield were fully focused, and there was no room for distraction.

Their third moves are all ready to go, if they really hit it, the consequences will be disastrous.

At this time, Wanyan Aguda and Yue Fei suddenly waved at the same time.

The sound of Ming Jin sounded on both sides at the same time, and both sides were about to withdraw their troops and stop fighting.

Everyone in Mingjiao and Wanyan Zonghan breathed a sigh of relief, while others felt a little regretful.

This kind of duel, maybe there is no chance to watch it again in this life.

The two returned to the camp separately, and the third move was not used, which was also a blessing for both parties.

Otherwise, no one knows what will happen to such a collision without Li Yu present.

If Li Yu was there, it would be different. Together with Fang La, he could easily kill Yan Loushi instantly.

After all, as long as he is present, Fang La can let go of his hands and feet, and even hit the fourth and fifth punches.

After the troops were withdrawn, Yue Fei's face became even more serious. He sighed and said, "This battle is even more difficult than imagined."

Da Song wore the hat of being the weakest of the six dynasties, but had to face Temujin and Wanyan Aguda at the same time. Fortunately, with the help of Datang, a strong enemy was assigned.

But the battle was fought in the territory of the Song Dynasty, and it was necessary to divide the troops, food, and horses to deal with it.

The future is bleak and there is darkness. To be a light in this dark night, you must burn yourself.

Yue Fei looked around, but his will became more determined. Suffering has never hit a person like him.

Only a knife from the back will make him fall, but fortunately, no one in the court will backstab him now.

Her Majesty the Empress gave him full trust and support. Liu Bowen was sitting in Bianliang. Although he thought he was not as good as Li Shanchang, Zhuge Liang, and Xun Yu, he was not bad at handling logistics.
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Li Yu was very honest for a few days after forcing to death one of the Ten Fang Tianzun, the Taimiao Zhiji Tianzun.

He shrank in Xiazhou City, staying at home every day, just directing his subordinates to arrange some defensive formations.

In the previous battle, because of Jia Baoyu's attack, both Datang and Mongolia suffered heavy losses, and the two sides had a truce for many days.

During this rare quiet day, Li Yu was not idle, he sent someone to Bianliang Zhengjingmen, and called some of his apprentices.

A large group of monster races, also led by San Counselor, came to Xiazhou to join the battle.

The courtyard where Li Yu lived used to belong to a rich family. He was found out at the beginning of the war to send information to the Mongols, and he even sent a large amount of contraband outside the Great Wall.

This kind of behavior is not uncommon at the border. Many businessmen do this business because the profits are too great.

Despite the risk of beheading and exterminating the family, there are still people who want to bet that they will not be discovered.

In fact, it is difficult to hide such a person, because your profits are too large, which can easily cause the jealousy of your subordinates.

He feels that he has done everything, and the money has been earned by you, so it will definitely be unbalanced.After a long time, he will come up with other ideas, such as killing you and taking your property.

This kind of thinking is like a disease, once it appears, it is difficult to heal itself, and it will only get worse.

One day, they will bring the boss to the road of eternal doom.

If someone thinks that his subordinates are loyal and will never betray him, then he is even more naive.

Using benefits to torture loyalty, those who can survive are rare.

At this time, the monster army had not arrived, nor did the disciples. Li Yu was teaching Lin Daiyu how to practice in the courtyard.

It is rare for this little girl to work so hard, and Li Yu is also very attentive in teaching. It is a kind of enjoyment to teach smart people. Soon Li Yu discovered that Lin Daiyu was actually very smart.

When the sky in the back mountain was dark and the sun had almost completely sunk into the distant sea, Lin Daiyu's Taoist robe shook, and the surrounding leaves were blown away.Her handsome little face looked so serious, and she looked very cute.

Li Yu smiled and nodded frequently.

Pan Jinlian made a habit of tidying up her hut and Li Yu's room whenever she went to a house.

Leaving aside her disastrous figure and appearance, Pan Jinlian is actually a living person, very suitable to be a daughter-in-law.Of course, the premise is that you can hold her down.

She pulled her hair up and tied it into a ponytail for easy work.

A tassel was simply tied on the slender waist. Although the Taoist robe was loose, it was still swollen by the buttocks and breasts.With a slender neck, skin like white porcelain, delicate and small jaw, a straight nose, eyebrows like willow shoots, and eyes full of spring water, she is charming and charming.

She had just wiped the two vases spotless, when she looked up, she saw Li Yu smiling with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Lin Daiyu's rapid progress, Li Yu said with a smile, "Since you have learned so quickly, I will teach you another trick. When dealing with Wang Xifeng, you can give her a fatal blow by surprise."

"What's the trick!" Lin Daiyu asked excitedly.

Li Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Use poison!"

"Poisoning?" Lin Daiyu hesitated, "Isn't that too dishonorable?"

"Taoism is not divided into light and darkness, only people have it." Li Yu said: "As long as it is used to deal with bad people, no matter how insidious Taoism is, it is good. If it is used to deal with good people, even the most upright Taoism is evil."

Lin Daiyu nodded with a vague understanding. She was still too young and spoiled since she was a child, so she didn't quite understand Li Yu's words.

But Pan Jinlian thought it was true.

How could Xiao Daiyu understand the dangers in the world, Pan Jinlian shook her head, and continued to put flowers in the vase.

Li Yu said: "The poisonous attack in our school was inspired after I witnessed a robbery."

What he was talking about was the time Wu Yong used poison to overthrow Yang Zhi in Huangnigang. Since then, Li Yu has used poison almost a hundred times, and has never failed.

He used the Green Wood Technique to hide the poison in the plants, few people could detect it.

He waited until the enemy breathed in the poisonous gas before casting spells. At this time, the poisonous gas had already entered the body and could not be dispelled.

Lin Daiyu has a wood-type spiritual root, which is the most suitable for cultivating this, and she will travel the world in the future, which is also a good way to protect herself.

After all, it is very dangerous for a girl like her to walk outside.

This world is not peaceful at all, the ghost market underground in Bianliang is the best proof.

Li Yu flipped his palm, and after a white light flashed, a large number of bottles and jars appeared on the ground.

"Okay, let's learn to recognize poison today!"

(End of this chapter)