I am Dugufeng in the Tang Dynasty

The Sui army is about to achieve a complete victory.Yang Guang issued an order to kill all Koreans.Take no prisoners.Yang Guang personally commanded [-] cavalry, rushing across the vast grassland like a tide, and two miles to the left is the endless mountain range.The weather is myriad.The boundless sea of ​​flags, fluttering in the breeze, is very spectacular.

The army marched to Liaodong along the way, and they were showing off their might, blatantly proclaiming the strength of the Sui army.

Yang Guang sat on top of the almost bustling chariot, looked around, but saw the banners like the sea, the iron horses like the forest, and the generals shouting and embracing, suddenly full of ambition.

Next to the chariot stood his handsome flag, which was three feet high, and it was buzzing in the howling wind. The national power of the Sui Dynasty was just like this flag, full of majesty.

The elite cavalry in front gradually receded, turning into a trembling rectangle on the horizontal line of the plain, well-armored and orderly, even while marching, the formation was not chaotic at all, which was the capital of Yang Guang's suppression of the world.Yu Wenshu, Dugu Feng, Yu Wenhuaji, Dugu Sheng and other generals rode around the chariot, guarding Yang Guang in the middle like stars supporting the moon.

Yang Guang looks full of ambition, he is in the glory of life and the pinnacle of power.The emperor was furious, laying down millions of corpses, bleeding for thousands of miles, and the shame of failing to conquer the second time is about to become a thing of the past.The land of this most difficult country to conquer has been trampled under the direct finger of his whip, and under the iron hooves of countless great Sui athletes, and the destruction of the city is just around the corner.

On the eve of this upcoming victory, Yang Guang felt endless pride and satisfaction.When he was the king of Jin, his goal was to step on the throne of the emperor and wait for the highest peak of power in the Central Plains.Every progression, every widening, brings new satisfaction, but what about following?He is already the son of heaven, but he still has many unsatisfactory things. When a climber climbs the highest mountain, it is the end, and then he has to climb down, return to the ordinary and repeated daily chores, and deal with all kinds of things in the world. Troubled, wine and beauties can no longer stimulate him.The lonely peak of power only made him feel an indescribable emptiness, so he was looking for new stimulation.But the tenacious Goryeo blocked his conquest twice with a small country, which hit his smug heart, but aroused his desire to conquer, only when you conquer a stubborn opponent , you can really taste the achievement and satisfaction that is far better than the love between men and women.Right now, the most stubborn enemy is about to fall in front of him.So, what's next?Will it return to the wordless emptiness?

In Yang Guang's contemplation, the army marched forward solemnly.On the distant horizon, a figure of a city wall appeared, and Huaiyuan City was already in sight.

The leading army has already entered the city, controlling various important positions in Huaiyuan, cleaning up the traces of the war, sweeping the roads, and welcoming Yang Guang's arrival.

Three thousand forbidden soldiers with bright armor and swords like a forest, surrounded Yang Guang's jade chariot, and slowly came to the gate of the Huaiyuan City Tower. Wherever you lie on the ground, the mountain shouts long live.

On the jade chariot, Yang Guang looked down at the worshiping people.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

This overwhelming "Long live" gave Yang Guang a feeling of taking advantage of the wind and looking down on the earth and all the people.

Stronger than any other time.For a moment he almost wished his life would stay here forever.

Just then, he saw a figure.

At a time when he never wanted to see this figure.

A tall and broad figure suddenly appeared on the top of Huaiyuan city tower.No one saw how he came out, only that he suddenly stood there, as he had always stood there since ancient times.It was a man in white with long hair and shawls. He was looking at the sky. Although he couldn't see his face because he looked up, everyone could still feel his affectionate focus on the night sky from his unmoving posture.

The weapons of the imperial guards were shot one after another. Rows of archers bent their bows and set arrows at the same time. Thousands of spears pointed at the tower, and they were full of murderous intent.

Yang Guang stared at the figure standing on the tower, his eyes fell on a quaint long sword standing beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Fu Cailin!"

Fu Cailin turned his head to look at Yang Guang, and everyone saw his honor clearly. He had a face that was unusually narrow and long, and all the facial features on it were shortcomings that no one wanted to have. It seems that his forehead looks very high, his slender jaw is a little sloppy, and his curved nose bridge is unusually tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth even smaller in comparison. A head of jet-black hair draped over two shoulders harmonizes the incongruity between broad shoulders and narrow face, otherwise it would be more awkward and weird.

But it was this extremely ugly face that made everyone nervous.Figures flew around, Dugu Feng, Yu Wenshang, Dugu Sheng and other masters flew forward one after another, guarding Yang Guang.Most of these master guards who followed Yang Guang had seen Fu Cailin show off his supernatural power in the past. Among tens of thousands of troops, they felt as if they had entered a land without people. When the situation is formed, we are ready to fight.

And the elite guards of the Three Thousand Feather Forest were all trembling, as if they were facing an enemy, and they laid down a powerful formation against Fu Cailin who stood alone on the top of the tower.Countless masters swarmed out, laying a tight line of defense between Yang Guang and Fu Cailin.

The purpose of Fu Cailin's visit here does not need to be reminded, everyone knows that the target must be Yang Guang.

Fu Cailin opened his long, sunken eyes with drooping eyelids, and many people couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.Fu Cailin's facial features, which were originally cramped and improperly proportioned due to the gathering, suddenly turned into a man with curled up limbs stretching his limbs, and the whole face immediately transformed into a shape with great personality. Although the nose is still the same, The mouth is still the same, the eyes are still slender and long, the forehead is too high and the chin is facing forward, but now it is not ugly anymore when put together. It makes people feel that the boundary between extremely beautiful and extremely ugly can not only be blurred, but can even be crossed.And the biggest contributor to this effect must be a pair of eyes that are as agile as gods in the eye sockets, like the brightest stars in the night sky, embedded in the long eyes that are just right, seamless.A face that was originally extremely ugly suddenly revealed a strange charm.

Fu Cailin seemed suitable for coming to life at this time, his eyes fell on Yang Guang's face separated by a heavy human wall, and he said lightly: "Gaoli Fu Cailin, come here to borrow the head of the Sui Emperor." His deep voice was like a long Like the wind, it was sent to the ear drums of everyone in the audience.

Sitting on the jade chariot, Yang Guang looked at Fu Cailin who was far away from his accompanying master, and saw his eyes sweeping towards him, and his heart skipped a beat.Fu Cailin's sharp eyes were completely unaffected by the distance, looking directly at his face, eyes, and heart.

Yang Guang had a feeling that Fu Cailin could see through it at a glance, that any tricks and tricks were useless at this moment, and he even felt that Fu Cailin's powerful spiritual power was covering him, just like fate, making people irresistible.

When Yang Guang showed Fu Cailin his whole body was cold, although there were three thousand soldiers under the sun, hundreds of masters, and regiments of guards, he felt like a naked person, the kind of helplessness exposed in front of a hungry tiger. No way, Fu Cailin is more powerful than he imagined.

He slowly drew out the long sword next to the jade chariot, gripping the hilt tightly.He took another look at Dugu Feng who rode his horse and stood beside the jade chariot, dressed in white, and was extremely conspicuous surrounded by the bright light of the iron armor. Mu Ran found that Dugu Feng and Fu Cailin gave him a very similar feeling. Pianran peerless, can't help but feel at ease, although there is no "evil king" guard this time, but there is still a current "sword god" side, but I don't know if this current sword god can bring him victory?As the most noble and invincible figure in the Central Plains, this is the first time he encounters something he is not sure about.

"Kill him!" Yang Guangmeng waved his sword and ordered.Tens of thousands of arrows were fired from the formation of the imperial army, and the sky was full of arrows, shooting straight at Fu Cailin. The dense rain of arrows was like black clouds, covering even the sun.

Fu Cailin moved, his figure was graceful and beautiful, just like the most beautiful dance in the world, the elegant long sword that was originally resting beside him flew up automatically as if spiritually, drawing a strange straight line in the air, matching Fu Cailin's The body shape is like two intersecting straight lines, meeting together just before the arrows reach the body, full of endless mysteries and mysteries.

Fu Cailin united his sword with his body and flew down into the sky.The arrow came to five feet in front of him, and automatically avoided his body as if spiritually. The strong wind brought by the lasing arrow raised the corners of his clothes and slightly raised the black hair on his head. His long hair and wide sleeves flutter in the wind, walking in a courtyard among thousands of arrows, making him look like a celestial being descended into the world.

Seeing this scene, the masters who were waiting in the ground couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat. The strong bows and arrows carried by the imperial army couldn't penetrate into his protective qi, and he used his wonderful kung fu to release them all. How amazing it is Everyone present asked themselves in the same situation, whether they can get out of the body is a problem, and it is absolutely impossible to behave so easily and naturally.

Fu Cailin came to the east with a sword, passed the rain of arrows in a blink of an eye, and Yu Shi flew towards Yang Guang's jade chariot non-stop.The masters accompanying him yelled angrily, and jumped into the air to intercept them.

Fu Cailin began to fight hand-to-hand with the armor masters who came from the sky.Fu Cailin's world-renowned Yi sword came out of its sheath, but it was strange that it didn't bring out the slightest bit of energy.Yi Jian glowed with a green and bright light, and he had drawn moving lines that surpassed the beauty of the world and possessed the truth of heaven and earth. However, the master who intercepted in the air seemed to be looking for death, and took the initiative to bump into the moving edge of Yi Jian.

"Plop!" "Plop" "Plop"...

With just one breath, the throats of more than a dozen masters who vacated to intercept Fu Cailin were splashed with blood, and they fell from the air weakly, hitting the ground, and there were dozens of muffled sounds of heavy objects landing on the ground.

However, the death of these people is not without value. Fu Cailin's true energy was exhausted, and he had no choice but to fall from the sky to the ground.The masters who had been waiting for the battle swarmed up, and various types of weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, battles, spears, and axes, crazily attacked Fu Cailin from all directions, and the murderous aura filled the audience.

But Fu Cailin is like a towering mountain in a storm, even the strongest wind can't shake him at all.He advanced quickly in the enemy's formation, and all those who tried to stop him were killed on the spot, and no one could slow down his pace by half a minute. His sword skills are simple and incomparably graceful, and each sword is like heaven and earth. The most beautiful arc in the world, it is also an illusion of happiness to live and die under that beauty.

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