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

But at the gate of Qingyang Palace, everything is over.

The Shenxiao Sword Formation, which claims to be able to compete with first-rank masters, is almost vulnerable to a real Dazhixuan master.

Lao Huang just used his sword one, and the 36 people who presided over the sword formation were all killed on the spot. The bluestone square outside the hall was full of bloodstains.

The rest of the dozen or so Taoist priests have their hearts broken, let alone continue to form the Yuxiao Sword Formation, even if they are asked to lift their swords, they can't do it.

This old slave who looks like a groom is really scary.

The power of that sword is simply beyond human power!

Seeing this scene, Xu Fengnian laughed and said:

"Technical work, be rewarded!"

Lao Huang closed the sword case, turned around and became that ordinary groom again.

He raised a finger at Xu Fengnian with a silly smile and said:

"Master, an altar?"

Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said:

"Hey, it's missing, one hundred altars of Longyan sediment rice wine!"

Lao Huang chuckled and stepped back very satisfied.

As for Wu Shizhen, who was already standing at the gate dumbfounded at this time, he hadn't recovered from his senses at all.

He said just now that the counterfeit would definitely not be able to get out of the Divine Firmament Sword Formation without first-rank expert guards.

how?

In the blink of an eye, this counterfeit turned him into a first-rank expert?

Has his mouth been opened?

Wait, how could this counterfeit have a first-rank expert to guard it.

Could it be...he is really the number one playboy in Beiliang, Xu Fengnian?

No, no, can't it be true?

Wu Shizhen couldn't believe this terrible idea at all.

You must know that he just mocked that 'fake' with all his firepower!

Thinking that the counterfeit product might be real, Wu Shizhen's whole body began to tremble.

Offending the King of Beiliang is actually the same effect as offending the current Holy Majesty, it is a dead end!

He can only hope that the opponent is the royal family of Beimang, so he will bring a first-rank expert to guard him when he goes deep into the hinterland of Liyang!

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes sounded from the foot of the mountain.

Wu Shizhen's eyes lit up as if he had found a savior when he remembered that a group of Beiliang cavalry descended the mountain earlier.

As the Beiliang iron cavalry who have been contending against Beimang for a long time, they will definitely be merciless against these Beimang spies!

So he only needs to seek the help of Beiliang cavalry, and he will be able to keep this group of Beimang elites here.

And if this Beimang elaboration is really the status of the royal family, then he is still a great achievement!

Thinking of this, Wu Shizhen immediately turned around and shouted at the approaching white horse and white armor:

"Help! There are Beimang secret agents here!"

Chapter 101 Stop When You Meet a King?If you meet the king, you will kill!

Yuan Zuozong, who came from the foot of the mountain with Lao Mengtou and his party, naturally heard Wu Shizhen's cry for help.

This made Yuan Zuozong's heart tighten, and he immediately accelerated the speed of the horse under his crotch.

Beimang's secret work? !

How could there be Beimang secret agents haunting this Qingyang Palace?

His Royal Highness is still in the Qingyang Palace!

If His Royal Highness was assassinated by Bei Mang's spy... Yuan Zuozong couldn't imagine the consequences!

Seeing the white horse speeding up suddenly, Wu Shizhen breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Yuan Zuozong, the well-known lieutenant general of Daxuelongqi, had already heard his cries for help, and now he rushed here even more quickly to save him!

And according to what his father said, Yuan Zuozong, who was called 'White Bear', should already be a real first-rank master, plus the Snow Dragon Cavalry he led, so what if these Beimang secret workers have first-rank masters?

After all, he will die under the horseshoes of Beiliang cavalry!

Wu Shizhen, who regained confidence in his heart, suddenly hardened. He turned around and looked at Xu Fengnian, whom he regarded as a counterfeit, with a sneer and said:

"Boy, the Daxue Dragoons are on their way now, if you don't want to die, then honestly hand over the beauties around you.

In this way, I can still say a few good words in front of the big snow dragon cavalry, and I promise to make your death a little easier. "

But Wu Shizhen soon found that the impostor was not moved by his words at all, and looked at him as if he was looking at a clown.

This caused the anger in Wu Shizhen's heart to reach its peak immediately, he flicked his sleeves heavily and snorted:

"Okay, then I'll stand here and watch how you were hacked to death by that Beiliang cavalry!"

At the same time as Wu Shizhen's words fell, the horseshoe on the top of Qingcheng Mountain suddenly became bigger.

The clearly audible sound of horseshoes stepped on Wu Shizhen's heart like a drumbeat.

However, the stronger the reputation of the Beiliang iron cavalry, the more secure Wu Shizhen felt.

Because this means that these young generals in front of them can't make any waves!

But why couldn't he see the panic on the face of the person in front of him?

Could it be that the person in front of him has enough confidence to fight against that big snow dragon rider?

How can it be?

Who gave this imposter the courage?

Could it be the Northern Mang army god Tuoba Bodhisattva?

Wu Shizhen glanced over Xu Fengnian's entourage, but he still didn't see the appearance of Tuoba Bodhisattva, the legendary Northern Mang army god.

Just as Wu Shizhen was muttering in his heart, countless Beiliang cavalrymen with crossbows and knives had already come from the stone steps with whips under the twilight.

The big snow dragons in white clothes and white armor lined up in a line on the square, just like the tide of Guangling River on August [-]th!

Weiwei Beiliang, the cavalry is invincible!

Let him kill this arrogant impostor!

But in the next second, these Daxue Dragon Riders who came with fierce momentum suddenly stopped in front of the counterfeit. One by one, they got off their horses and held Beiliang Saber upside down, kneeling on one knee and saying in unison:

"See Your Royal Highness!"

See Your Royal Highness?

His Royal Highness? !

Which royal highness?

Could it be His Royal Highness the son of Beiliang? !

Realizing this terrible possibility, Wu Shizhen's pupils suddenly shrank into pinhole-like shapes.

At this moment, his mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

He couldn't think about anything else.

All that echoed in his mind was this sentence, see His Royal Highness...

There are not many people in the world who are matched with the words "His Royal Highness Shangshizi", and there is one who is closest to Yongzhou.

That is His Royal Highness Xu, the eldest son of Beiliang!phoenix!Year!

So the guy in front of him is not the fake he thought he was at all, but the real owner!

From the beginning to the end, Xu Fengnian never thought of hiding his identity, but he was always unwilling to believe it.

After all, how could His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang travel without Beiliang cavalry guards?

Although Wu Shizhen's heart was shaken after seeing that first-grade master.

But there is also a possibility that the visitors from Beimang are there.

It is possible that the other party is His Royal Highness Xu Fengnian, the son of Northern Liang, but it is unlikely.

It's just that this terrible idea buried deep in Wu Shizhen's heart was finally confirmed by these big snow dragon riders!

That young man is Xu Fengnian, His Royal Highness Xu Fengnian, Prince of Beiliang!

This can be regarded as a stone hammer.

And not only did he severely offend Xu Fengnian, His Royal Highness the Prince of Northern Liang, but he even tried to kill Xu Fengnian!

This is an unforgivable capital crime!

It's over, it's over, it's all over!

Wu Shizhen collapsed powerlessly in front of the gate of Qingyang Palace, staring blankly at the cumulus clouds that were dyed red by the dusk.

This is probably the last time he saw this beautiful sunset.

Yuan Zuozong glanced at Wu Shizhen who was lying on the ground, then turned his head to Xu Fengnian and asked:

"Your Highness, I just heard someone call Bei Mang Xi Zuo, is it true?"

Xu Feng smiled young and said:

"Brother Yuan San, do you think there is anyone who would dare to easily provoke trouble after knowing that there are a full number of Daxue Dragonriders here?

Even if it is the Northern Mang army god Tuoba Bodhisattva, or the Northern Mang national master Qilin real person, or even Empress Murong is here, as long as they hear that there is a big snow dragon riding on the mountain.

Then this mountain is a restricted area that they cannot set foot on. "

Although Xu Fengnian spoke calmly, there was unquestionable confidence in his tone.

And Yuan Zuozong also didn't think there was anything wrong with what His Royal Highness said.

In front of Daxue Longqi, let alone a master of martial arts, a human emperor, even an immortal who came to this world that day would have to stay away from Daxue Longqi!

Otherwise, they will soon understand what is Beiliang iron cavalry and what is Daxue dragon cavalry!

Then Yuan Zuozong said softly:

"His Royal Highness, what about Wu Shizhen?"

Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes, and looked up at a snow-white gyrfalcon also from Liaodong flying in the sky.

Then he replied calmly:

"Kill it."

"Yes!"

Yuan Zuozong pulled out the Beiliang saber, and then retracted the Beiliang saber.

Wu Shizhen's big head rolled slowly from the white jade steps of Qingyang Palace, leaving a mottled bloodstain.

And at this moment, the Qingbai Luan hovering over Xu Fengnian's head landed on the falcon stand made by Xu Fengnian with the scabbard of Shentu.

Xu Fengnian reached out and touched Qingbailuan's head affectionately, then gently removed a small bamboo tube tied to the claw, and took out the secret letter inside.

Not surprisingly, it was indeed the handwriting of Li Yishan, a scholar of the state.

It says [Stop if you meet the king, don't kill if you can. 】

Seeing the familiar handwriting, Xu Fengnian murmured:

"Master, Shu Fengnian can't do this."

After Xu Fengnian crumpled the secret letter in his hand and threw it on the ground, he looked calmly at the 30-year-old Taoist priest who came out of Qingyang Palace.

This person was wearing a purple Taoist gown, and he was as tall and straight as a green pine. There was a faint layer of green air flowing on his face, and there was a sense of Taoist god floating in the dust.

This person is the owner of Qingyang Palace, Qingcheng King Wu Lingsu!

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