nine coffins

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 The Coffin of Nan Wang in the Town
Seeing Mo Long's attack, Amu couldn't help secretly praising him, the deputy commander of the Black Eagle Battalion of the Imperial Army of the Northern Kingdom was really extraordinary.

This palm is like a mountain pressing down on the top, calm and dignified, full of power, quite like everyone else.

But Amu is not an ordinary person, and Amu's kung fu does not talk about style and momentum, but only about killing intent.

No matter what moves or means, the most important thing is to put the opponent to death.Therefore, Amu's moves are often surprising and winning, the moves are fierce, and every move is sure to hit.

With a movement of his body, Amu stepped aside, his left hand was still clawed, and went straight to Mo Long's throat.

When Mo Long saw it, he snorted coldly, he was not the soldier just now, and he was already prepared.

He turned sideways to receive the move, and one hand became like an eagle's claw, and went straight to Amu's wrist.

Claw to claw is also considered wonderful.If he catches this move, Amu will definitely lose.

But how could Amu let him grab it, and changed his form with one hand, turning it into a capture technique, and buckled Mo Long's wrist.At the same time, he raised his right hand and slashed Mo Long's neck.

"Huh?" Mo Long didn't expect Amu to change his moves so quickly, and the moves were weird and deadly.

Molong dodged again, the two of them were like lightning, and it was ten rounds in a blink of an eye.

Molong's moves are calm and majestic, standing like a mountain.Amu's tricks are weird and tricky, ruthless and ruthless.

After ten rounds, both of them had plans for a quick battle.

Mo Long felt that he would lose his dignity as a leader of the Black Eagle Battalion fighting with a young man for too long, while Amu was irritated by the fight and thought there was no need to waste any more time.

At this moment, Mo Long stepped forward and shouted loudly.The punch at Amu was fierce, and the air flow was swirling, like a dragon or a tiger.

"Dragon Tiger Fist!" Someone from the soldiers behind exclaimed in surprise, they didn't expect the Commander to use a stunt that is not easily used.

The dragon and tiger boxing breaks mountains and cracks rocks, and the strong wind hurts the enemy. It is a powerful and invincible boxing technique.

"Good boxing!" Amu couldn't help but praise loudly.

But all praises, Amu's subordinates didn't stop, they saw him turn sideways quickly, dodging Mo Long's fist.Then one hand formed a claw again, still grabbing Mo Long's throat.

With a sneer on his face, Mo Long turned around sharply, dodging the fatal blow, and then hit Amu's chest again with his fist between his fists.

In this way, even though Amu was able to grab Mo Long's shoulder, he was bound to be seriously injured by Mo Long, so he had to turn around to save himself.

However, a sneer appeared at the corner of Amu's mouth, and he didn't dodge or evade. Instead of taking back his hand grabbing Mo Long, he turned sideways suddenly, and slammed half of his back against Mo Long's fist wind.

Such a weird way of fighting surprised Mo Long. Didn't he bump into the Dragon and Tiger Fist?If you fight for a serious injury, you will lose your own arm, this kid is cruel enough.

But at this moment, Mo Long could no longer withdraw his moves, he could only grit his teeth, and exerted his Dragon Tiger Fist to the extreme, there was the faint sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring in the wind of the fist.

Dragon and Tiger Fist is a unique skill in boxing, one punch has the power to break gold and open stone, and Mo Long's punch can break even stones.Amu's body is flesh and blood, even if he is not dead, he will be seriously injured with broken bones and tendons.

"Boom——" the dragon and tiger fist hit Amu's back, and the shaving wind blew up. Mo Long's and Amu's long hair flew up, and several pieces of broken wood not far away were blown away.

I thought that Amu would fly out like a kite with a broken string after being hit by the dragon and tiger fist, but I didn't expect that Amu didn't move at all.

However, Amu also grinned in pain, but it was not because of the force of the dragon and tiger fist, but because it touched the wound where Wang Jue whipped him.

"Huh?" Mo Long's expression changed suddenly.

But it was too late, in the blink of an eye, Amu's claws had arrived.

"Crack!" Amu's hand grabbed Mo Long's arm like a steel hook.

"Ah!" Mo Long snorted.As soon as Amu screamed, his left arm was broken by Amu.

"Get lost!" Amu yelled, shook his hand, and threw Mo Long out of Wang's house.

"Wow—" This time, there was a lot of noise, far better than the sound when Amu killed the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom just now.

"The commander of the imperial army has been defeated?"

"Yes, it was thrown out by Amu!"

"This Amu is too powerful. However, this time can stab Lou Zi!"

The people in the town talked a lot, and they finally got to know the real Amu today, and some people couldn't help but gasp when they thought of the usual playfulness with Amu.

"Commander! Command!"

Mo Long was thrown out, and was immediately supported by someone. Fortunately, Amu didn't intend to take his life, but only suffered a minor injury to his arm.

"I cut this kid—" The big black man untied the giant ax from his body just now, and was about to rush in.

There are still a few people who will follow desperately.

When Amu saw him, he raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said to Yu'er, "Yu'er, go back to the house! Brother wants to kill!"

Then he stood proudly in the courtyard, looking at those northern soldiers coldly, without any fear.

"Don't move anyone!" At this moment, Mo Long's face turned blue and he gritted his teeth and shouted.All the soldiers stood on the spot for a while.

Amu looked at Mo Long coldly, his whole body filled with murderous aura.

Molong's arm was broken, his forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't say a word.He also looked at Amu coldly, then glanced at his subordinates again, and said, "Mo has lost, so let's pay the preface! Call back!"

"Commander! Commander!" All the soldiers were excited, their eyes were bloodshot, they only wanted revenge, so how could they leave.

"What? I broke my arm, so you will disobey my military order? Anyone who disobeys my general's order will be executed!" Mo Long shouted.

"Subordinates dare not!" Seeing that Mo Long was really angry, all the soldiers quickly bowed their heads and stood up, not daring to move rashly.

"Get on the horse! Withdraw the troops!" Mo Long's voice was unquestionable, and he was the first to jump on the horse.

After all, the Black Eagle Battalion is well-trained, and Mo Long is also well-known. The rest of the soldiers glared at Amu fiercely, wanting to cut Amu, but none of them dared not get on their horses.

When you come, you are like a dragon and a tiger, but when you go, you are ashamed.

No one would have thought that the Black Eagle Battalion of the Imperial Guards of the Northern Kingdom would not even enter the Wang family's gate in Liuzhen.

The people in Liuzhen were talking a lot, and the Wang family in Liuzhen was afraid that what happened today would shake the North Kingdom again.

"Commander, look!" The Black Eagle soldier was about to leave when a soldier suddenly pointed to the northwest.

I saw dust and smoke billowing on the official road in the distance, fearing that more than a hundred people would come here at lightning speed.

"White Tiger Camp?" A soldier with sharp eyes shouted first.

"My lord! The lord of Zhennan is here!" Someone shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers including Mo Long were all refreshed.

The Murong clan of the Northern Kingdom is a branch of the Great Murong Dynasty of the Northern Wilderness, which has ruled the Northern Kingdom for 800 years. The current ruler, Murong Zhen, is benevolent and peaceful.

Murong Tong, the king of Zhennan, is the younger brother of Murong Zhen, a man of great talent and strategy, commanding millions of soldiers, famous in the northern kingdom, powerful in the northern wilderness, even in the great Murong dynasty of the northern wilderness.

This time Molong begged for the coffin under the order of King Zhennan, but he never expected that King Zhennan would come to Liuzhen in person.

While talking, the hundred or so riders approached.The old street of Liu Town is not very spacious, but the hundred or so riders actually divided into two rows, and filed in without any disorder. They all stood on their backs and neighed, full of vigor, and stood in front of Liu Wang's house together.

The leader was wearing a black dragon robe, with curly beard and blue eyes, eyebrows drawn into the temples, with the imposing manner of a dragon, not angry but majestic.

It was Murong Tong, the Southern King of Beiguo Town.

"See King Jia Qiantui!" The Black Eagle soldiers headed by Mo Long hurriedly got off their horses and half-kneeled on the ground to pay respects.

"The king is a thousand years old?" When did the people in Liuzhen see the king.

He hurriedly knelt down, and then the others realized that they knelt down in a crowd, and everyone shouted "Thousands! Thousands!", and the sound moved Liu Zhen.

Only Amu was facing the door in the courtyard, standing upright like a dragon, neither kneeling nor worshiping.

At this time, two Liuzhen officials knelt out of the crowd, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said it was a capital crime.In fact, Liu Town is not big, just now there was so much movement in the Wang family, they came earlier, but they didn't show up, thinking they could avoid trouble.

But at this time, the king of Zhennan came personally, and they dared not hide. If they were investigated, they would lose their heads for the crime of dereliction of duty.They have never seen Zhennan King, but the black dragon robe is the only one in the northern kingdom. The Zhennan King is famous far and wide, even surpassing the emperor, how dare they hide.

But Murong Tong, King of Zhennan, just waved his hands to signal them to get up, without even speaking to them, and at the same time told all the people to get up.

"Your subordinate is incompetent and insults the king's order!" Mo Long bowed his head deeply and pleaded guilty.

Murong Tong glanced at Mo Long, then at the other Black Eagle soldiers, seeing the dead and wounded, he understood in his heart.

"Commander Mo, it's not your fault. Asking you to wait for the coffin is indeed an insult to the immortal! You wait to stand aside and wait for the king to ask for the coffin himself!"

The expressions of the soldiers of the Black Eagle Battalion, who were a little annoyed just now, changed immediately when these words came out.

"Immortal? King Zhennan wants to ask for the coffin himself?"

Mo Long's expression did not change, he thanked him, and led his subordinates to stand aside to treat the wound.

Zhennan Wang Murong Tong got off his horse from the saddle. He was over ten feet tall and walked like a dragon and a tiger, and he arrived at the gate of Wang's house.

At this time, Amu was standing in the courtyard, just standing far away from him, even with the prestige of the king of Beiguo Zhennan, he couldn't beat Amu by half.

Murong Tong didn't take it seriously, but clasped his fist at Amu and said loudly:

"Murong Tong of the Northern Kingdom, please inform me that I have something important to see Senior Wang Jue!"

The identity of the King of the South of Beiguo, and his tone of voice, made everyone's expressions change suddenly.

What kind of character is this Wang Jue, who can make Beiguo Zhennan King condescend and call him a senior.

Not only other people like this, but even Amu's complexion changed, he thought that there would be big troubles when the King of Zhennan came.

But at this moment, the King of Zhennan's words were sincere and his face was respectful, which did not seem to be fake.Although he knew that Master was absolutely extraordinary, he did not expect Master to have such power without leaving Liu Zhen.

The King of Zhennan is definitely not comparable to Molong's generation. It can be said that apart from the Lord of the Northern Kingdom, the King of Zhennan is the number one figure in the Northern Kingdom.

Murong Tong didn't use power to overwhelm others, and Amu didn't want to go too far, so he bowed and said indifferently: "My lord, please! My royal family only makes nine coffins every year, and I won't do one more coffin. If it's about coffins, the lord will still Please go back!"

Zhennan Wang Murongtong heard Amu's words, and there was no displeasure on his face. Instead, he said with a smile: "The rules of the Wang family, I have heard a little bit. 'If you force ten coffins, you will be punished by heaven', I am not afraid of heaven's punishment, but I don’t want to make old man Wang Jue angry. As long as old man Wang Jue is not angry, how about this king willing to be punished by heaven?”

In order to ask for a coffin, would you like to be punished by God?Who is this asking for a coffin for?Could it be that the leader of the Northern Kingdom is not successful?

But Ning would be punished by the heavens and not want Wang Jue to be angry, which shocked everyone even more.

But Amu was unmoved, and said resolutely: "Even the prince is invincible and can take the punishment from heaven. The tenth coffin, the Wang family will never do it!"

"Eh?" Murong Tong couldn't help but smiled wryly, sighed, and said, "Since this is the case, this king will never dare to force it. However, I would like to ask my little brother to pass on a message. If you can't ask for a coffin, then this king is willing to do everything. I wonder if it is possible for the old man to help me restore a coffin?"

A Mu was taken aback, frowned and said, "Repair the coffin?"

"Just repair a coffin, nothing else!" Murong Tong clasped his fists again.

As soon as A Mu frowned, this Murong Tong condescended to face him, his words were ignorant, and he begged repeatedly, now repairing the coffin in a roundabout way, bypassing the rules of the royal family, it is much more difficult to deal with than that Mo Long.

Seeing that Amu frowned and said nothing, what kind of person Murong Tong is, this is what he wanted.

"This king knows that what he is asking for is too much, and the Wang family will have difficulties, but I still hope that my little brother will be considerate, and ask senior Wang Jue to help repair the coffin! This king is willing to wait for an answer outside the door, and will never dare to break the rules of the Wang family." Said. Seeing that Zhennan Wang really stopped talking, he stood by the side of Wang's house with his hands down.

The majestic Beiguo Zhennan Wang lowered his hands to the door to ask for a coffin, like a doorman, there was a moment of silence inside and outside the Wang's house.

At this time, Mo Long took a breath of air, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that he was only competing with Amu alone. If he really led troops into Wang's house and caused trouble, judging from his current posture, it would not be a problem of his arm being broken, but a problem of ten thousand. A head is gone.

Amu secretly said that this king of Zhennan was very scheming, he used retreat as his advance, and said a few words, taking advantage of the condescension of his king of Zhennan, his words were impeccable, and he actually took full advantage of his reasoning.

If he did this, if the Wang family refused flatly, it would be too unkind, and even the people of Liu Town would complain about the Wang family.After all, the people of Liuzhen are from the Northland, and after all, they are actually citizens of the Northland.

It is indeed extremely clever to exert pressure with people's hearts.

At this time, the entire Liu Town seemed to be quiet, and everyone was waiting to see how the Wang family made a decision.

Amu didn't say a word, Murong didn't move, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour.

It was terribly quiet, and it seemed that the heavy breathing of many people could be heard.

"Worthy of being the king of Zhennan in the Northern Kingdom of the famous Murong Dynasty, his methods are really extraordinary!" At this moment, an old voice broke the dead silence.

(End of this chapter)