In the Snow: People in Beiliang, Overwhelming People with Power

uncle?

A look of shock appeared on Jiantong Sanlu's face.

My master rarely mentioned his past.

Ever since he met his master, he really hadn't heard his master talk about his family background.

Had an intersection with this young man supporting the army, maybe his master is not the illegitimate son of some prince or noble?

Sanlu feels that he has uncovered a corner of his master's mysterious life experience.

The sword boy Sanlu who was burning with curiosity in his heart couldn't help asking:

"Master, since Sanlu followed you, it seems that the master has never seen his family.

This young man was the first.

Master, can you tell Sanlu about your family affairs? "

Seeing the appearance of Jiantong Sanlu pricking up his ears, the middle-aged man lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled relievedly and said:

"It's okay to say.

Back then, I was thrown into the sword mountain of the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

It's a hard place to find food.

Finding something to eat there is a challenge.

And it is very difficult to get out from there.

Only by understanding Jianxin can he walk out of the burial place of thousands of sword weapons without injury.

But as far as I know, not many people were able to walk out of that place, and most of them became dead bones.

At that time, I also thought that I was going to die there, and I even gave up the idea of ​​going out.

But this guy's mother, that is, my distant cousin Wu Su, suddenly appeared in front of me, and left me a delicious rice dish that I still remember so far.

This meal rekindled my hope of going out, and also gave me the motivation to keep going.

She even gave me a few words on purpose, which made me suddenly enlightened on the way of swordsmanship.

I will always remember the kindness of the meal, the kindness of saving lives, and the kindness of teaching careers.

I once promised her something, but she entered the imperial city alone because of Xu Laizi. I was outside and didn't have time to keep up with her, so that she fell into the root of the disease, and I feel guilty to this day.

So this trip to bring you to Emperor Wu City is to repay that kindness. "

It was the first time that Jiantong Sanlu heard his master mention the past, and only then did he understand how difficult it is for his master to achieve what he is today.

Is it just that my master came here to repay his kindness?

But those ten martial slaves blocking the way have already attacked the young man!

If my master doesn't make a move, I'm afraid this young man will be beaten into a pig's head, right?

You can't wait for the young man to die before your master can take action, right?

Chapter 271 Wu Su's son, is he a mortal? !

The sword boy Sanlu frowned slightly and said directly:

"Master! I didn't say you!

According to what you just said, this kindness is beyond heaven!

But right now, the young man is obviously about to lose and die. If you don't make a move, master, you will see if I will take care of you in the future! "

The middle-aged man chuckled and said:

"Don't worry, don't worry, he can deal with this small wind and wave by himself.

As Wu Su's son, he is naturally not an ordinary person.

Believe it or not you see. "

Hearing that Jiantong Sanlu looked towards the wall separating the inner and outer city, he saw one of the military slaves who was a master of marksmanship using the long spear in his hand as an arrow.

Seeing the lightning-fast iron spear stabbing at the young man, Jiantong Sanlu couldn't help but let out a low cry, clutching the old donkey's hair tightly in his hand.

Fortunately, the shot missed, but it really shocked the sword boy Sanlu into a cold sweat. He couldn't help urging again:

"Master, you can hurry up and make a move.

Even if you don't make a move, if you reveal your identity as Deng Tai'a, those martial slaves in custody will be too scared to stop you! "

Seeing the anxious look of his own sword boy, Deng Tai'a smiled and put down the bookcase on his back.

It's almost time.

Just now that Wu Nu threw the gun as a warning, and the next thing is to do it for real.

These ten martial slaves who are infinitely close to the first-rank realm are indeed not something ordinary people can deal with.

What's more, Xu Fengnian put a lot of distance between the followers behind him in order to take the lead.

If Li Chungang made a move, it would definitely attract Wang Xianzhi's interception, so it's better for him to make a move here, which can be regarded as repaying half of Wu Su's favor back then.

Thinking about this, Deng Tai'a bent down and took out a pocket sword case made of pineapple wood from the dusty bookcase.

Then Deng Tai'a lightly wiped his fingers, and pushed the sword box away, revealing twelve small swords of different lengths but all exquisite and pocket-sized.

These small swords with different colors are Deng Tai'a's killing swords!

But just when Deng Tai'a was about to flick his sword, he suddenly let out a light snort, and looked under the city wall where the situation had changed drastically.

There was an unusual sword intent erupting there.

And the source is His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang who is said to have not yet practiced martial arts!

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After Wu Nugun failed to stop him, two naked fist masters like Wang Xianzhi, who had learned the art of boxing, came out more and more, blocking the white horse that was gradually speeding up with their bodies.

Looking at the Prince of Beiliang who had never slowed down and even accelerated his impact, the corners of the mouths of the two boxing masters showed bloodthirsty smiles.

Want to use the impact of the horse to rush past their obstacles?

It's a good idea, but for their martial arts masters who are proficient in boxing, there is a trick called four or two strokes!

In other words, the faster the horse rushes, the more damage it will suffer next!

After the two looked at each other, they immediately understood what was in each other's mind, and then they put on a posture, ready to let the ignorant Beiliang Shizi see what would happen if he didn't obey the rules in Wudi City!

If you don't follow the rules, you should feed the fish!

But in the next second, a flash of sword light flashed from the waist of His Highness the Prince of Beiliang.

The two boxing masters stared blankly at the blood lines that suddenly appeared on their bodies and remained silent for a long time.

His Royal Highness doesn't talk about Wude!

He broke the situation with a sword in advance!

The two people who had just flashed this idea in their minds suddenly felt dizzy, the picture in front of them became lower and lower, and then their eyes went black, and they were no longer conscious.

After seeing His Highness the Prince of Beiliang defeating the duo of boxing masters neatly, the remaining eight martial slaves instantly realized a key message.

That is, His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang is already in the realm of first rank!

He is also the swordsman with the highest lethality!

Such a young first-rank master!

Looking at the world, only the young sword god Li Chungang in the Spring and Autumn Period has this speed, right? !

Shocked in their hearts, they immediately realized that it would be difficult for them to stop His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang!

No matter how close they are to the first-rank realm, they are also second-rank!

And the gap between the first rank and the second rank is like heaven and earth!

This can be seen from the fact that the luthier Wu Nu ignored the ten of them!

Even if they refused to accept it, it was only psychological. If they really wanted to fight to the death with that luthier and martial slave, they would definitely be the ones who would die in the end!

Then do they still want to stop His Highness the Northern Liang Shizi with their lives?

Or should it be handed over to the other two martial slaves who have entered the first-rank realm to solve it?

Just when they were hesitating, Xu Fengnian had already lifted the reins, and the horse jumped high, passing over the heads of the eight people.

Looking at the volleying belly of the horse, the gun was holding the spear in one hand, ready to move.

He felt that if he stabbed upwards at this time, he would definitely gain something!

His Royal Highness, the Prince of Beiliang, is too arrogant!

But in the next second, the gun that met the icy eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang felt chills all over his body.

A warning sounded in his heart, and he had a kind of enlightenment rising from his heart.

The horse may be injured if the spear is stabbed, but he will definitely die if he shoots it!

With awareness, Gun Yi can only watch the great opportunity slip away from him.

Then following Xu Fengnian was the white torrent.

Looking at this white torrent, how can the eight martial slaves who have been shattered by Xu Fengnian's own breakthrough to stop it?

They can't even stop one person, how can they stop ten thousand people?

Seeing this scene, the sword boy Sanlu immediately yelled, "Okay! '

Then he turned his head to look at Deng Tai'a and said:

"Master, you are right, this young man is indeed the son of your benefactor Wu Su!

He is so good!

Sir, when will you introduce him to me?

I always feel that following him seems to be more promising than following you. "

Deng Tai'a froze, silently closed the pocket sword case and said with a wry smile:

"Although he is Wu Su's son, his current state is indeed somewhat beyond my expectation.

In my opinion, the sword intent he erupted just now has reached the realm of a first-class master in the world.

In Emperor Wudi's city, probably only a few disciples of the old man Wang can stop him.

These ten martial slaves, heh, if they dare to block, then there will be a few more corpses in Emperor Wu's city today. "

Sword boy Sanlu nodded, and when he was about to express his approval, he suddenly screamed and said:

"Master, that's not right, the luthier and chess player are also martial slaves, right?

But it seems that they don't want to let them go? "

Deng Tai'a squinted his eyes slightly, and he could see the clue from the movement of the violinist and chess player.

"It's natural. They are all first-rank masters. If they quit without being touched, then the martial arts for a lifetime will come to an end."

"what?!

Master, do you mean that two of the martial slaves have already been promoted to the first-rank realm?

Isn't this two against one?

It's not about martial arts!

Didn't the young son suffer a loss?

Master, why don't you think about making a move?

Two against two, that's fair! "

Hearing the cautious suggestion of the sword boy Sanlu, Deng Tai'a nodded and put his finger on the hilt of a pocket sword.

As long as the situation is not good, he will use the sword.

However, since Xu Fengnian is so confident, he should be able to handle the current situation, right?