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Chapter 2007 Wind and Cloud Crossing Attack and Kill ([-])

The silk and bamboo are melodious, and the zither is harmonious.

Fengyundu, which was full of chilling atmosphere, suddenly heard the qin, pipa, qin, chime, flute and various instruments mixed together, not only did not appear chaotic at all, but it was a refreshing melody.

Thousands of soldiers and horses subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, wondering why the sound of drum music echoed on Fengyundu at this time.

Liu Mingzhi's soldiers and horses were curious about the source of the sound, but they didn't know that the expressions of the enemies not far away who had just gone through a fight became tense.

Some people standing at the front are especially obvious. They instinctively put their weapons in front of them to protect their vitals, and cautiously searched for the source of the drum music.

The melodious notes suddenly rushed up, and the source of the sound was also elusive.

It seems that there are voices coming from all directions and everywhere, disturbing people's minds.

Of the five men in black cloaks standing beside Lao Zhou, one of them was a small and thin man in black cloak who raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of miniature old eyes under the cloak, looking around in a little surprise at the surrounding environment.

"Unexpectedly, there are still talents who understand the sound art under the command of the King of Side by Side. Could it be that the Twelve Flying Immortals of Dunhuang have never been seen in the rivers and lakes since they appeared in Jiangnan?"

As soon as the man in the cloak finished speaking, a tall man in the cloak beside him snorted coldly, and leaped away dozens of steps away.

"Hmph, noisy! Twelve little girls are also against the Gan court, and they should be punished."

Dozens of steps away, the cloaked man didn't even stop, leaving an afterimage in the distance, and appeared in front of the black man in the blink of an eye.

The thin cloaked man raised his eyes and glanced at the cloaked man who leaped away and chuckled lightly.

"It seems that Chen Ying was irritated by these twelve juniors, in case there is any change, Mao Ying, please go and help."

"Ok!"

The person called Mao Ying by the thin man also disappeared in the same place erratically, and appeared beside the tall Chen Ying in the blink of an eye.

"Fifth, the boss told you to be careful, don't make mistakes."

"Don't worry about it!"

The surrounding notes became noisy again, faintly piercing, and the faces of the men and horses in black clothes standing at the front had turned red unnaturally.

"Roar!"

In Muran, a sound like a lion's roar echoed in the sky and the earth, and spread towards the surroundings.

The deep sound similar to the roar of a lion spread directly towards Liu Mingzhi, causing the mounts of the soldiers under his command to twitch their horseshoes uneasily.

Liu Mingzhi was even more lucky with one hand, tightly clutching the hilt of the sword with the other, looking solemnly at the man in the cloak who was leaning over dozens of steps away.

The source of the sound seemed to come from him.

Liu Mingzhi's heart tightened. Could it be that this is a miraculous skill similar to the lion's roar skill in the novels of his previous life?
"Roar!"

There was another depressing roar that filled the air, and the musical notes that echoed between the heavens and the earth paused briefly, and then sounded again.

It's just that compared with the previous notes, the sound of the sound again is obviously a little less confident.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, little girl."

Chen Ying snorted coldly, and the cloak automatically puffed up as if it was inflated without wind.

"Haha!"

The roar of a lion before suddenly turned into the sound of hundreds of soldiers roaring together. To the ears of Liu Mingzhi and others, it turned out to be a sound more powerful than the roar of artillery.

The reverberating musical symbols stopped abruptly, and twelve figures fluttering like immortals fell from the center of Liu Mingzhi and Chen Ying, and musical instruments were scattered all over the ground.

Liu Mingzhi hurriedly ran towards the twelve shadows in silk feather robes.

"Yuxiao, Qingdi, Zisheng. Are you all okay?"

Twelve beautiful figures all looked at Liu Mingzhi, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was immediately clearly exposed in Liu Mingzhi's eyes.

Stumbling to his feet, Twelve Flying Immortals picked up the musical instrument on the ground, and watched in horror as the cloaked man who was dozens of steps away retreated towards First Young Master Liu.

"Young master, be careful, the innate realm."

Hearing this, Liu Mingzhi also subconsciously glanced at the cloaked man Chen Ying. He had already noticed that this person was not simple, but he did not expect that he would be an innate master with profound skills.

You are a congenital master from the very beginning, are congenital masters so worthless?
Or the 600-year heritage of the royal family is really strong enough that innate masters can emerge endlessly.

Unable to support them all, Liu Mingzhi held Yu Xiao and Zi Sheng, who were the most injured, under his arms, and slowly retreated towards the back.

"My lord, let's catch him with nothing. Since we're here, we won't give him a chance to resist."

Mao Ying, who was next to Chen Ying, suddenly spoke, the words that made Liu Mingzhi abandon his weapons and surrender.

Liu Mingzhi glanced at Maoying gloomyly.

"It's true that a congenital master has profound skills, but if you want to capture this king without a fight, your Excellency must look down on me, Liu Mingzhi, too.

Who will kill the deer is still unknown.

Don't talk too much. "

Mao Ying shook her head lightly: "Ignorance, since the prince still wants to fight to the death, I will offend you."

Before the voice of the word offending fell, Mao Ying disappeared in place.

When the cold light suddenly appeared, Liu Mingzhi instinctively pushed Yuxiao and the two girls behind him, and slashed across with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

The roar of Jin Ge clashing scattered away, even with the torches shining, people around couldn't see where the figures of the two men appeared, only the sound of Jin Ge clashing echoed around.

Within a few breaths, the two erratic figures emerged clearly. Liu Mingzhi held the Heavenly Sword and took more than ten steps back, while Mao Ying stood calmly in the distance, holding a sword with a cold light. , the dagger stained with bright red blood was sent under the cloak.

Liu Mingzhi subconsciously touched the wound on his cheek with a terrified expression.

If he hadn't been fighting on the battlefield for many years, he already had a mysterious evasion instinct, and the dagger in the cloaked man's hand ten steps away would have cut his throat.

Looking in shock at the calm Mao Ying not far away, Liu Mingzhi's throat felt a little dry.

If he felt good about himself, the dagger-wielding cloaked man was probably a natural master again.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been crushed and beaten from the very beginning of the fight. Apart from passively fighting back, he would have no counterattack power at all.

In less than half an hour, two innate masters appeared successively.

Is this the power of Spy Shadow?
No wonder the old man kept it secret, and some were reluctant to mention it.

Regardless of his own injuries, Twelve Flying Immortals hugged the instrument in his arms again, and protected Liu Mingzhi behind him with layers of protection.

The twelve beauties who were weak in stature showed their last strength.

The slender fingers moved again, and the cherry lips parted slightly.

The notes echoed again, but a scalp-numbing roar of a lion sounded again.

Twelve Flying Immortals, who had just started to do something, let out a muffled snort, spewed a mouthful of blood, and fell limply around Liu Mingzhi.

Mao Ying shook his head lightly and raised his hand.

"kill!"

Mao Ying's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The black men and horses and the men in bamboo hats and coir raincoats immediately waved the weapons in their hands, and surrounded the soldiers and horses on Liu Mingzhi's side with dazzling lightness.

Sun Mingfeng and the others immediately changed countenance, and hastily waved the command flag in their hands.

"Protect the king!"

"Come on, brothers, let's fight to the death!"

However, they haven't waited for them to wave their whips and urge their mounts.

A series of gray shadows leaped towards the rear of the army formation. Although there were no horses, these figures were faster than galloping horses.

There are three or four thousand people one after another, men, women, old and young, which have exceeded the strength of three thousand soldiers and horses.

Just like the two wings of three thousand soldiers and horses outflanking, these men in gray robes also divided into two groups, and went towards the men and horses in black robes and the man in bamboo hat and coir raincoat respectively.

A confrontation different from that on the battlefield was displayed in the eyes of thousands of soldiers and horses.

The swords clashed, and the strong wind raged.

There seemed to be a heavy snowfall in the clear night sky.

One by one, figures like ghosts rushed to kill the land of Fengyundu.

Looking at Liu Mingzhi who was a dozen steps away, although Sun Mingfeng and the others couldn't figure out the identities of these thousands of reinforcements, they still conveyed their generals calmly in the face of danger.

"The whole army obeys the order and sets up the torches!"

In a moment, thousands of torches sizzled and burned, illuminating Fengyundu like daytime.

Only then did they see what a real fight was.

It can be said to be a real trick to kill, and the style sees blood.

Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the secret agent concerned who had finally lurked over.

Bending down to help the Twelve Flying Immortals back up slowly, their eyes never left Maoying's position.

(End of this chapter)