Prime Minister take care

Chapter 40 The fan is my destiny
Outside the four-wheeled vehicle, trees cover the area, and the battle on the high ground cannot be seen clearly for a while.

It's just faintly noticeable that the blood is overflowing and the sword light is soaring to the sky.

Yang Xian played with the Baipi Pearl in his hand.This legendary orb is said to be invulnerable to water, fire and poison when worn on the body.

After the Jisun Rebellion, he disappeared from the hands of Jisun, the Marquis of Boling, and unexpectedly appeared here.

On the high ground, an abnormality seemed to be discovered. The sword light and blood energy were separated and distinct.

"Aren't you going to fight?"

Yang Xian raised the feather fan in his hand and waved it forward.

The five hundred cavalrymen who had been waiting for a long time received the order, whipped to their feet, and hoofbeats sounded.Five hundred cavalrymen lined up on both sides of the four-wheeled vehicle and rushed towards the high ground.

Different from ordinary Changce sergeants, these five hundred cavalrymen are all descendants of the Yang family's veterans, and have received the inheritance of the military lineage since childhood.Although he was still young and strong, the blood-killing aura ignited like a real flame.All the soldiers in the army are good at forming formations. The blood-killing energy of 500 people is connected with each other. The blood-killing formation formed makes birds and beasts frightened for several miles around, and the trees break wherever they pass. There was a lot of commotion.

The blood array of the high priest is fed with flesh and blood, and is filled with filth and turbidity.The blood-killing formation in the army is different. The atmosphere in the formation is clear and vast, filled with the chilling atmosphere of autumn and winter.

When the two collided, the five hundred knights were like sharp bayonets, tearing open the filthy and turbid blood array in an instant.

Fresh air rushed in from outside the formation, and a surge of energy surged from the trapped Yi people in the formation. They fled outside the formation, trying to escape through that opening.

The blood array that had lost the Baipi Pearl had a significant reduction in both its range and blood concentration. It was even more dimmed by the impact of the blood-killing array of five hundred knights.

Seeing that the blood formation was about to break, the high priest did not continue to entangle with Lu Qingfei.Just as the five hundred cavalry were charging towards them, he and Lu Qingfei moved to both sides to avoid them.

However, neither of them left. They took a roundabout way and headed in the direction of Bai Pi Zhu.Five hundred riders broke through the bloody formation, but did not pursue the two men. Instead, they inspected the Yi people who were not dead in the formation.

"Array!"

Seeing someone approaching, Yang An shouted.

The big shield beat the ground, the spear was tilted upright, and three thousand long-range sergeants formed an airtight shield formation with the four-wheeled vehicle as the core.

"Give me back the Baipi Pearl!"

The high priest saw Yang Xian who was holding the Baipizhu, and said angrily.

Yang Xian was admiring the Baipi Pearl. Hearing the angry sound, he raised his head and saw the appearance of the high priest clearly reflected in his eyes.

"Demon?"

With a soft cry, Yang Xian did not expect that he could still see monsters in this barbarian and smoky land, nor did he expect that he was the rumored high priest.

In "Liang Dynasty", demons are a race.They are similar in body shape to humans, but there are traces of beasts in their appearance.

Human Qi refiners are divided into four major channels.But the demon clan is different. Their internal structure is completely different from that of humans, and their cultivation method is their own.

Yang Xian thought for a while, it was only four years of Yonghe, and it would still be a long time before the demon clan would dominate the grasslands and invade the Central Plains on a large scale.This high priest should be a loner.

"Prime Minister! Nearly a hundred years ago, Bolinghou Jisun sacrificed the flesh and blood of boys in an attempt to live forever because he favored evildoers. Then the court discovered that Bolinghou was plotting rebellion. A large number of troops entered Shu, and a large number of martial arts masters participated. It lasted three years, Only then did we finally put down the Jisun Rebellion. It seems that the monster in front of us has a lot to do with that riot."

Jiao An stood beside Yang Xian and said.

"Jisun? He is my most outstanding disciple!"

When the high priest heard Jiao An's words, he seemed to be recalling the past, opened his mouth, and sighed.

Yang Xian, however, acted as if he had never heard of it, and looked at the Baipi Pearl in his hand.I saw him let go of the Baipi Pearl in his hand and put the white feather fan on it.Yang Xian opened his hands like a melon, embracing the Baipi Pearl and the White Feather Fan.Two golden auras visible to the naked eye emanated from Yang Xian's hands, slowly entwining the Baipi Pearl and White Feather Fan floating in the air.

"He's refining weapons!"

Lu Qingfei, who had been silent all the time, said slowly.He did not expect that Shu Prime Minister Yang Xian, who was several years younger than him, was actually proficient in the art of weapon refining.

The high priest's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly: "Lu's boy, you and I join forces. Before he has finished refining, we join forces to break into the formation and recapture the Baipi Pearl."

"The descendants of the Lu family will not associate with evil spirits!" Lu Qingfei stood aside and refused clearly.

The high priest roared, his voice full of depression and unwillingness.Seeing the Baipi Pearl and the white feather fan gradually becoming one, the high priest finally no longer hesitated.He couldn't watch his efforts of nearly a hundred years go up in smoke.

With a loud howl, a green light overflowed from the high priest's body, surrounding his body as if his soul had escaped from the body.

"This is not the witchcraft of the prairie barbarians!"

Yang An was guarding Yang Xian. He saw the high priest rushing into the shield formation like a mad beast, leaping left and right, and for a moment he was unrivaled in power.

But, is this shield formation easy to break through?Even though the high priest's strength increased ten times, he was still like a cow in mud and fell into the sea of ​​people, losing his direction for a while.

"The most dangerous thing is that kid."

Lu Qingfei saw the high priest breaking into the formation, causing chaos in the Changce Army's formation.He stepped lightly, and the figure disappeared in place.

When the green light flashed in the sky, Lu Qingfei's movements were elegant and he went straight to Yang Xian's four-wheeled vehicle, hoping to seize the Baipi Pearl.

"it's here!"

Yang An shouted loudly, pulled out his spear and stabbed it into the air.Lu Qingfei saw the spear coming straight towards him, and was unable to defend himself in the air for a while. He hurriedly dodged, but was shot again by Chinese crossbowmen.

Lu Qingfei's body was unstable and he fell into the shield formation of the front army. Like the high priest, he fell into a sea of ​​people.

"howl!"

Although the high priest's body was like iron and gold, he could not withstand the spear's armor.In the shield formation, dozens of spears stabbed at each time.The cold tip of the spear penetrated the green soul barrier and penetrated the flesh.

The pain made the high priest tremble and scream, but it also made him even more crazy.By the time he fought his way through the former army's shield formation despite being seriously injured, more than a dozen gun heads were already stuck on his body.

The brown hair is low, and the blood and energy are both declining.Mottled with blood, the description is terrifying.However, the high priest's blood-stained eyes were still staring at Yang Xian, and the murderous intent in his body was sharpened and even stronger than before.

"Disperse!"

Yang An waved his hand, and the Chinese army's crossbow array dispersed, opening a path between the high priest and the four-wheel workshop.

Seeing that Yang Xian was about to finish refining the weapon, the high priest rushed towards Yang Xian regardless of his injuries.

Yang An and Yang Gui glanced at each other, then left the ground and attacked the high priest from left to right.The spear in his hand was shot out in the air, and its armor-piercing power was a hundred times greater than that of the sergeant in front.

puff!

The two spears penetrated the high priest's body accurately, breaking through the air and cracking the earth, pinning him to the ground.

Yang An and Yang Gui fell from the sky, and the high priest could no longer move forward.

Yang Xian finished refining the weapon.The handle of the white-feathered feather fan is now embedded with hundreds of beads, as if it were made from nature.This rough skill may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of an expert in weapon refining, but what is really important is not the skill itself.

"Is that Yang Xian?"

Lu Qingfei was still in the formation, but the high priest stepped into the gate of hell.

"Don't be complacent. The greatest king of our clan will come to this land sooner or later. Just wait to die!"

The high priest used his last bit of strength, and the green soul barrier around him came out of his body, and with a vicious whistle, he came straight towards Yang Xian.

"A curse to kill?"

Yang Xian waved the white feather fan lightly in his hand, and the breeze blew slightly, and the green evil spirit was blown away before it could get close.

The high priest closed his eyes reluctantly. Lu Qingfei, who was in the formation, saw that the situation was not right. He tapped his feet lightly and broke away from the shield formation. He fled towards the distance with injuries all over his body.

(End of this chapter)