Bad guy, the new life of the dark star

Chapter 77
In front of Bianzhou city.

The towering city wall, made of stone, is majestic and majestic, like a natural barrier, protecting the people and civilization in the city.Above the city gate, a mighty flag was hung, fluttering in the wind, exuding a murderous aura.

In front of the city gate, the bluestone road is uneven, with towering ancient trees, small bridges and flowing water, just like a picture scroll, which makes people linger and forget to return.

In front of Bianzhou City, war drums are beating, banners are fluttering, the army array is like a mountain, and iron cavalry are galloping.Under the mighty army, the enemy could only flee in fear.

Wearing a white Confucian uniform and a Confucian crown, his appearance is very resolute, with thick eyebrows protruding from his broad forehead, and firm gazes shining in deep eye sockets.The bridge of his nose was straight and straight, and there was almost no trace of excess fat on his face, making him look very powerful.The jaw is square and strong, and a thick beard is clenched.

This man was tall and tall, riding a tall horse, watching the Bianzhou City and the Liang Army formation in the distance.

Tongwenguan, Li Sizhao.

Just before, he received a message from his eldest brother Li Siyuan, asking him to help the orphan Li Tang who came out of the mountain with his adopted son Zhang Zifan. Li Sizhao knew his elder brother's intention after a little thought.

In this game of chess in the world, those who are qualified to be pawns have to try their best to ensure that they will not become abandoned pawns.He hasn't been in the Tongwen Museum for many years, it seems that the foster father puts a lot of pressure on the elder brother.

But looking at the Bianzhou City in front of him, Li Sizhao really made a mistake. There is no other reason. Li Xingyun has already entered. Should he enter or not?
That was Bianzhou City, Daliang's base camp, the Xuanming sect and Daliang's army probably had already laid a net in the city at this moment.

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Sizhao chose from his heart to wait when he saw the Bianzhou City surrounded like an iron barrel.

……

Daliang Palace, in the dark, in front of a palace.

Fake Li heard that he was badly handsome, and his eyes lit up. Immediately, he threw away the hat on his head, took off the cloak behind him, and then, using his internal force, rushed towards Uncle Yang who was dressed in white.

He lunged forward like a tiger, and his body approached the opponent quickly like a bolt of lightning. The air in his palms was billowing, and he swung his fists violently, hitting Uncle Yang in front of him with several moves like a storm.

False Li's punch met Yang Shuzi's palm, and the surging air created a gust of wind after the aftermath.

Uncle Yang made a move, fists and feet intersected, and after receiving several moves, he jumped away. He looked at the fake Li who was dressed in black and showed no face, and asked with some doubts, "You actually know Tiangang Jue?"

That's right, the technique used by the man in black just now is Yuan Tiangang's Tiangang Jue!

He always thought that Bad Shuai would only teach Li Xingyun the terrifying skill of Tiangang Jue.

"There are still many things that Master Taishi doesn't know!" Fake Li's hoarse voice came from behind his black mask, and then he rushed towards Uncle Yang.

Seeing this, Uncle Yang flew behind him, and when Fake Li saw this, the corners of his mouth behind the mask were slightly raised, and he bullied him.

Uncle Yang tapped the beam behind him with his foot, made a sword with the index finger and middle finger in his hand, and there was a flash of sword light in his palm, and he went straight to fake Li.

"Jinghong!" Fake Li recognized Uncle Yang's move, and was shocked immediately, but it was too late to retreat at this moment, so he used Tiangang Jue with all his strength, and accepted Uncle Yang's dangerous move.

The two clashed internally, and after only a moment, Fake Li was forced back a few steps by Uncle Yang's move.

But only a few steps back.

Although Uncle Yang's move was dangerous, he used it hastily. Fake Li has practiced with Yuan Tiangang for many years, and his skill has reached the mid-level position. Being able to force Fake Li back with his low-level skill shows that Uncle Yang has cultivated well.

Uncle Yang stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and grabbed the fake Li's face. Although the fake Li was in a slump, he reacted quickly and avoided Uncle Yang's move, but the mask and bandage on his face were grabbed by Uncle Yang pull down.

Uncle Yang also ran towards the mask on his face.

He always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the person in front of him.

After all, the fake Li Gongli was above Uncle Yang, so he just took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, and raised his head again.

Seeing this, Uncle Yang turned pale with shock and said, "How could you!"

There was also a bit of shock in the beautiful eyes of the surrendered minister.

Taking advantage of his loss of consciousness, Fake Li tapped several Huayang needles on various acupuncture points on Uncle Yang's chest, instantly immobilizing him.

Fake Li originally wanted to make another move, but after much deliberation, he finally gave up.

Now it's best for the commander-in-chief to do what he says.

He put on his mask again, came to Yuan Tiangang, and knelt down on one knee.

"Take it down." Yuan Tiangang's hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

A few unscrupulous people wearing Xuanmingjiao costumes jumped out from nowhere in an instant and took down Uncle Yang.

As a bad person, he bewitches the prison with slanderous words, what a traitor!
Yuan Tiangang walked slowly to Fake Li, didn't speak, but stopped.

Fake Li trembled slightly all over his body, and he couldn't help lowering his head even lower.

"I've been teaching you for 17 years, but after all, can't you beat Li Chunfeng's hexagram?" Yuan Tiangang said, and his voice without emotion came into False Li's ears.

The surrendered minister widened his beautiful eyes, carefully eating the melon in front of him.She seems to have heard something terrible.

"You, can you become the real Li Xingyun?" Yuan Tiangang's hoarse voice reached the ears of the fake Li and the surrender.

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang's hoarse voice was like the sound of nature to False Li.

"I, I can, Marshal, I can definitely." Fake Li looked at Yuan Tiangang in front of him, his eyes were full of determination, and he said firmly.

"Why do you think you can!" Yuan Tiangang looked at the fake Li in front of him and asked without emotion.

"Marshal, you have taught me for 17 years. I am confident. As long as you give me time, I will not be weaker than anyone in this world!" False Li looked at Yuan Tiangang in front of him, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

"This commander will give you a chance. No matter what, in the end, I only want the emperor who has the blood of Li Tang's royal family." After Yuan Tiangang said, he walked slowly into the distance with his hands behind his back.

"Li Tang's royal family...blood." Fake Li didn't react for a while, and was a little dazed.

"Crying Blood Record!" The surrender murmured and said.

As soon as Yuan Tiangang finished speaking, she reacted.

"Take him there." Yuan Tiangang said, not knowing who he was speaking to.

An unscrupulous person jumped off the beam, came to the fake Li, and said, "Please follow me."

'Seeing the dragon in the field, the tiger roaring in the sky. 'Yuan Tiangang was thinking slightly in his heart, thinking about the hexagrams laid down a few days ago.

The surrendered minister flashed and came to Yuan Tiangang's side.

False Li looked at the bad person who was walking away like a distance at the moment, and followed him with a heartbroken heart.

(End of this chapter)