Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 55 The majestic son of the Marquis, what kind of energy channels have you cultivated!
"Find out the reincarnated body of the Virtuous Maiden and bring it back to Da Luo!"

A coquettish chirp sounded like the sound of a phoenix, containing the sound of rolling thunder that echoed through both sides of the official road.

The sudden sound startled the Da Luo prisoners of war and the Da Zhou sergeants who were queuing up to drink water.

Accompanied by the sound of bamboo chopsticks clinking against gold and iron, Liu Dao's figure holding a pair of knives rushed out of the wooden shed like a ghost.

Their movements were erratic, weird and strange, like petals whirling in a strong wind, but their speed was so fast that they rushed to the side of the official road in just one spin.

More than a dozen Da Zhou sergeants with long knives hanging on their waists and whips in their hands had no time to turn their heads, blood spattered and their heads flew off.

Hot blood was splashed on the face and body of the prisoner holding the water ladle, and finally dripped on the water surface in the ladle, outlining blood-colored ink paintings.

In an instant, there were screams, shouts, chains, and buckets falling to the ground.

"Form formation, resist the enemy!"

The sergeant of Da Zhou, who came back to his senses, immediately set up a bow and shot arrows under the order of the head centurion.

The two-stone ox-horn bow, stringed like a full moon, reverberates loudly, sharp arrows piercing through the air, intersecting with each other, forming a dense arrow net, trying to seal the attacking figures from the Six Paths.

However, the arrow with a strength of more than a thousand catties was lightly picked up by six warriors wearing flowery light armor with short knives, and it flew out.

The figures of the six people rushed directly into the group of prisoners of war like lightning, and moved forward like snakes. They quickly narrowed the distance with the Da Zhou soldiers. They sprinted hundreds of meters at a high speed, breathing evenly without any ups and downs.

"Congenital martial artist!"

Centurion Da Zhou frowned suddenly, his face paled in shock.

Wumai has nine realms, and has practiced Tai Chi in four realms. He is already a master among the people. He can serve as the general banner and command fifty soldiers when he joins the army.

Even in the army, if he cultivated to the top of the five realms, he can be a master of dozens of enemies, and he can be a centurion commander, and he is a middle-level officer in Da Zhou.

But in the simple food stall next to the official road, six innate martial arts rushed out at one time.

With such strength, in the Great Zhou army, he could serve as a commander and lead thousands of soldiers!
"Saint of Virtue, one of the three great saints of Huaxiao Dao Sect, it is said that she had been dissected for 15 years, but she fell into obsession in the womb. Hua Xiaodao has been searching for it all these years to no avail. Could it be that she is among these prisoners of war!"

The eyes of the centurion of the Great Zhou flickered, and with a wave of his arm, more than seventy soldiers of the Great Zhou rushed out on horseback.

Even though the mantis is holding the cart, he still straightened his spear with stern eyes, and faced Hua Xiaodao's innate master of martial arts.

"咴"

The army horse roared and charged with all its strength, with the tip of the spear wrapped in a thousand catties of strength, but Hua Xiaodao's innate master flashed the short blade, and even the horse and the man split into two, flashed out from between the horse corpse and the human corpse, and rushed to the centurion of Da Zhou. Not a drop of blood was on him.

It wasn't until the figure rushed out that the corpse of the army and horse sergeant who had been split in two had blood burst out like mist.

"Da Luo Hua Xiaodao dared to infiltrate into my Great Zhou to make waves and commit murder in Shengjing's official road. The Holy Lord was furious, and Da Luo's destruction was imminent!"

More than seventy Dazhou sergeants took only a breath, and they were all wiped out by the short blade of Hua Xiaodao's innate master, but they bought a breath of time for the officer.

Centurion Da Zhou took out a bamboo tube from his waist, and violently pulled the bamboo plug mixed with saltpeter and tinder.

Sulphurous breath shot up violently, and a flame burst into the sky from the bamboo tube, bursting out with bright white light, and the ear-piercing sound spread for hundreds of miles.

"Baili News!"

A short blade flew out from the hand of a Hua Xiaodao congenital master, and directly cut off the long arm of Dazhou Centurion, but he still took half a breath.

"Damn it, let's make a quick decision and leave before Da Zhou's reinforcements arrive!"

Hua Xiaodao's congenital master flashed in front of Centurion Da Zhou, and slapped the latter's chest with great force, his chest was sunken with light armor, and his broken heart broke through the skin like a ball of fleshy mud, and flew out from behind, leaving a slap The size of the void.

"bell bell"

Three small colorful bells carved with intricate and mysterious patterns flew out of the wooden shed lightly, looking for wandering like a guiding light above the frightened and huddled group of prisoners of war.

"Look for the saint, kill the living!"

The rest of the Hua Xiao Dao masters shouted and rushed into the screaming and fleeing prisoners of war. Under the guidance of the bell, they were like death gods who harvested life.

While looking for, while slaughtering.

Wherever he passed, severed limbs flew in all directions, and blood spattered.

The strong smell of blood filled the air in an instant, covering up the smell of rice and wine wafting from both sides of the official road.

"Humiliate my Huaxiao Daozong, the old man will die!"

In the wooden shed, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and dressed as a businessman flicked her jade hands, and two bamboo chopsticks shot out like arrows, stabbing straight at the old man Tu, a horse slave holding a chicken leg.

"Xuan Xin, let's go!"

Jiang Li's eyes were slightly focused, and at the moment when the square-faced man performed the Dao method, he had already realized the subtlety and danger of the situation.

The knife was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, and the scales shone in all directions, like a dragon in the world. Jiang Li swung the knife to smash the bamboo chopsticks that were shot, but pollen-like powder burst out from the chopsticks, covering Jiang Li and the three of them. Diffuse.

"what!"

Jiang Li was startled suddenly, he didn't expect the woman to be so insidious at all, and it was too late to escape, even though he closed his mouth and nose for a moment, there was still a wisp of strange fragrance wafting in.

In an instant, Jiang Li felt dizzy for a while, as if all the strength in his body had dissipated, his muscles were limp and his bones were weak.

The Chilian Dragon Scale Sword fell to the ground, and Jiang Li and the others fell on their backs.

"Hey, my son, I forgot to tell you, Hua Xiaodao's mother-in-law and aunt are also good at using poison. This is how the slave was in the past. Falling into a flower fan can make a martial artist who refines his body lose all his strength, even if he is in the ten thousand state. When I meet a great master like him, I also hate him!"

Old Man Tu fell beside Jiang Li, with a naive smile, "The most hateful thing is that this kind of drug only affects the body, but it doesn't damage the mind and senses. It's a luxury to die happily!"

"You two are the heirs of Marquis Zhenwu?"

The woman wearing a bamboo hat came to the three of them with light steps, and reached out to pick up the red refined dragon scale sword that fell at Jiang Li's feet. During the movement, her veil fluttered, revealing half of her alluring face.

The woman flicked her jade finger lightly, the treasured sword made the sound of a dragon's chant, the blade trembled slightly, and the light and shadow of the dragon scales in the wooden shed shook.

"Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Zhenwu, is worthy of being the number one martial artist in the world. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy will have the strength of a martial artist in the Taiji realm. I will give you more than ten years. When the 27th body is fully grown, the blood is strong, and you He is a great master of the ten thousand husband state and the martial arts state, I don't know how many good men in my family will die in your hands!"

Harvesting the treasured sword, the corner of the woman's mouth curled up proudly, but she looked at Jiang Li with an unusually cold look, showing murderous intentions, "Don't worry, I won't kill you now, you are the heir of Marquis Zhenwu, how many times will you get up?" Some role, help us leave Da Zhou!"

The woman smiled contemptuously, and walked towards the outside of the wooden shed, but before she could turn around, Jiang Li, who had been limp on the ground like mud, suddenly jumped up, and the palm of his hand was like a knife, hitting the woman's neck directly.

The woman's skill is extraordinary, and her strength is not inferior to Jiang Li's, but her neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. If she is unprepared, she can't withstand Jiang Li's knife. past.

"Young Master of the Hou's Mansion, why have you cultivated your energy channels!"

The old man Tu lying on the ground, his eyes wide open like copper bells, looked incredible.

(End of this chapter)