Mercenaries of the Heavens

Chapter 385 Fan Xian Challenges the Entire Upper Capital City

He said indifferently:
"It is Shen's honor to remember General Lao!"

Hearing this, Uesugi Tiger snorted coldly, then glanced at Xiao En worriedly, then turned his horse and ran back to the city.

Looking heavily at Uesugi Tiger who left, his face became gloomy, and he said to his subordinates:

"Send Sean to the prison outside the city! Watch out for Uesugi Tiger to come and rob the prison!"

With a promise, the subordinates left with some of them escorting Xiao En's prison car.

Shen Zhong changed his face again, and said to Fan Xian with a smile:
"Let Master Fan see the joke! Let's go to the city now!"

After speaking, he led Fan Xian and the others into the city.

However, from the corners of his lips that were slightly raised, he knew that he had no good intentions, and the people who greeted them would not be greeted by common people.

Sure enough, when the convoy entered the city, looking up, there were people standing on both sides of the road, looking at the Qing Dynasty Mission with hatred in their eyes.

There were whispers in the crowd, some people said that the people of Nanqing were hateful, invaded the border of Northern Qi, and had the face to come to Northern Qi to show off their might.

Someone said, don't let people from Nanqing show off in the territory of Northern Qi.

Amidst the quarrel, it was unknown who took the lead, and a cabbage flew towards Fan Xian's carriage.

Then there was a commotion, and someone cursed, "Qingguo Mission, get out of Shangjing!" '

Immediately afterwards, the crowd became noisy, shouting and cursing one after another, and countless people threw the vegetables in their hands at the Qing Dynasty Mission.

Fan Xian glanced aside, with a serious smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice:
"Master Shen, don't you care?"

Pretending to be helpless, he said:

"Lord Fan, please forgive me. The Qing Kingdom attacked Beiqi for no reason, which caused the people to seething with resentment. It's really embarrassing for the people!"

When Fan Xian heard this, he was about to refute when he heard Wang Zhi's voice coming from the carriage:
"Put up the flag of the Qing Dynasty, you go on the carriage and challenge the warriors of the Northern Qi Dynasty!"

When Fan Xian heard the words, he instantly understood what the master was thinking, and was in harmony with his own, so he immediately agreed.

Reaching out to take the Nanqing flag from Gao Da, he drew out the long sword at his waist, turned over and jumped into the carriage, and said loudly to the surrounding Northern Qi people:
"I am Fan Xian from the Nanqing Mission, yesterday, your army was defeated, and your mission went to the capital city to seek peace.

Today, I will raise the flag of Nanqing, aren't you amazing?

Come on, I'm on the roof of the car, as long as someone can knock down the flag in my hand, you will be considered amazing! "

The surrounding Northern Qi people, who were about to throw things at Fan Xian and the others, couldn't help but stop.

Seeing that none of them came out, Fan Xian continued to speak loudly:
"Why, don't you dare?

No one dared to stand up when the Northern Qi went to the capital? "

While speaking, Fan Xian's tone was contemptuous, and he looked at the surrounding Northern Qi people with sharp eyes.

This made the onlookers of the Northern Qi Dynasty furious, wishing they could rush up and tear Fan Xian to pieces.

At this time, finally a warrior in the crowd couldn't stand Fan Xian's contempt, and he parted from the crowd and shouted:

"I went to the capital in a dignified Northern Qi, how can you be a mere child of Nanqing, who can be rampant?

I, Zhao Zhelin, come to meet you! "

After speaking, he jumped up and rushed towards Fan Xian.

Watching his movements, Fan Xian knew that this person was only a fifth rank, and when he was about to jump onto the carriage, he quickly kicked him out.

The timing of Fan Xian's kick was so ingenious that the visitor couldn't resist at all, and with a 'bang', he was kicked back.

After kicking the man away, Fan Xian said again:

"If you are below the eighth rank, don't come here to show yourself! Is there anyone else coming?"

As soon as Fan Xian finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from above his head:

"Fan Xian is resting like crazy, I, Xia Jiuzheng, will meet you when I come!"

At the end of the sound, a profusely jumped down from the nearby attic, slashing at Fan Xian with two knives in a swift and violent manner.

At this time, there was a voice of discussion among the crowd of onlookers:
'ah!It was Xia Jiuzheng, an eighth-rank master, and finally a master came! '

Fan Xian cast a glance at the person who came, and he could tell from his aura that he was an eighth-rank expert, and he was also concentrating on preparing for the battle, waiting for him to attack.

When the visitor was about to get close to Fan Xian, the two knives in his hands swung rapidly, and they slashed at Fan Xian's right hand holding the sword and the left hand holding the flagpole.

Fan Xian didn't dare to be negligent, he raised the long sword in his hand one by one, and double strokes with one sword, blocking his downward slash with two swords.

Xia Jiu was in mid-air, and Fan Xian blocked it with two swords.

However, the body fell on the roof of the carriage, and the two of them didn't talk nonsense. In a short while, they just fought back and forth.

Fan Xian supported the flag with one hand and the sword with the other. He unfolded the sword formula and quickly attacked Xia Jiuzheng's wrist and chest where the sword was held.

Xia Jiuzheng tried his best to resist, but he still complained in his heart, thinking:
This Fan Xian was only rank nine, but his swordsmanship was extremely sharp, as if every move was to attack his own weakness.

Originally thought that even if he lost the enemy, he would have a chance to cut down the Nanqing flag, but who knew that Fan Xian would be so powerful!
Not to mention looking for an opportunity to cut off the flag, even if it is difficult to receive his attack, it seems that today is going to be embarrassing!

Sure enough, after Xia Jiuzheng took five or six moves with difficulty, Fan Xian stabbed the wrist holding the saber with a sword.

Then, he was kicked in the chest by Fan Xian, and his body flew upside down from the roof of the carriage, flying about ten meters away, and hit the ground with a 'bang'.

Although Xia Jiuzheng was slightly injured, it was not serious. He got up from the ground, blushed and left the crowd, as if fleeing.

Fan Xian stood calmly on the roof of the car and continued:

"Anyone else?"

At this time, the crowd stepped aside one after another, revealing a man with a long sword on his shoulder.

There was an exclamation from the crowd:
"Ah! What Taoist is here!
He is the master of Cheng Jushu, a seventh-rank master, and he heard that Cheng Jushu died in Nanqing. Did he come to seek revenge from Nanqing people?

Now that Nanqing man will be defeated!Very good! "

When Fan Xian heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He Daoren was the bribed Northern Qi Anzi mentioned by Chen Pingping.

Then, Taoist He looked at Fan Xian and said:

"Cheng Jushu's skills are not as good as others, so he died in Nanqing is his own fault.

I am not seeking revenge for him today.

But you really shouldn't underestimate me from the Northern Qi Dynasty and provoke the entire Shangjing City!

No way, I am a Taoist, so I will take action and teach you a lesson! "

After Taoist He finished speaking, he drew out his long sword fiercely. With his body 20 meters away, he jumped up and rushed towards Fan Xian on the top of the carriage.

Fan Xian looked dignified and put on a stance, ready to face He Taoist.

In the blink of an eye, Taoist He flew close to the roof of the carriage, stabbing Fan Xian's left hand holding the flagpole with his sword.

Fan Xian was not polite, he unfolded the sword formula, and did not parry or withdraw.

It's just that the sword style is unfolded, and the second strike is the first to stab He Daoren, the right wrist vein door that is swung with the sword.

Such a Taoist He, who was in mid-air, remained calm in the face of danger. When his sword style changed, he abruptly changed his sword move, and blocked Fan Xian's sword with a 'clang' sound.

At the same time, the body also fell on the roof of the carriage.

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