Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

But after just meeting each other, Lin Mang burst out from the crowd.

There was a smear of blood on the blade.

Those killers stood still in place, as if they had been frozen.

After rushing for three steps, the bodies of the dozens of quack killers behind him split into two.

Bloody rain!

Lin Mang stepped on the mountain of corpses and killed them with a knife.

His robe had already been stained red with blood, and blood dripped from under the hem.

The face is full of coldness.

At this moment, if someone looked down from a height, they would find that Lin Mang's figure dragged a long phantom in the rain.

"All Worlds"

The golden pure yang qi illuminated the night sky.

In a flash!

Lin Mang's figure quickly approached Marquis Wu Qing, and the lingering saber aura rushed towards his face.

The coercion of death lingers in his heart like a nightmare.

Marquis Wu Qing was no longer as calm as before.

A trace of fear lurks in his eyes.

However, with his arrogance, he was not allowed to ask for mercy.

Ordinary Jianghu people would beg for mercy, but he is Wu Qinghou of the Ming Dynasty, and he has been aloof since he was a child, so how could he beg for mercy from an ant.

Winner and loser!

Marquis Wu Qing said coldly: "This Marquis will wait for you."

The embroidered spring knife quickly zoomed in on Tong Kong, Marquis of Wuqing.

The shining blade cut down domineeringly.

Marquis Wu Qing reached out to meet the attack, and at the moment of the collision, sparks flew everywhere, and the only remaining arm rang out again.

The knife qi tore his arm.

The silver celestial silk gloves were torn little by little, and the white bone stubble pierced the flesh and blood.

Suddenly.

"stop!"

Amidst the rain, an arrow with a icy cold light suddenly shot out.

There seemed to be flames burning in the front of the arrow, like a bolide falling from the sky.

This arrow came extremely abruptly, even without warning.

The arrow seems to have crossed the space, which is the embodiment of the extreme speed.

However, Lin Mang practiced the Falun Dafa, and his spirit was far beyond ordinary people.

Lin Mang's expression froze, and he slashed with his backhand, and the blade slashed at the front of the arrow.

"Chong!"

Suddenly there was a roar of gold and iron colliding.

The air waves vented to the surroundings.

The arrow made of cold iron was separated bit by bit by this knife.

But this arrow also forced Lin Mang to take a step back.

"broken!"

Anger appeared on Lin Mang's face, and terrifying power surged between his arms.

"laugh!"

The tail feathers lost by the arrow were separated and slid to the sides.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, like an earthquake.

In the darkness, a black torrent rushed forward.

The pitch-black armor stomach almost merged with the darkness.

Everyone in armor!

The war horse under him is even more fully armored.

The horse lance dragged by one hand was rippling with icy cold light.

Heavy cavalry!

This used to be a nightmare for martial artists.

In the era of cold weapons, heavy cavalry has always played a very important role.

Today's Ming Dynasty's heavy cavalry is composed of tall and wide Houtian realm warriors.

Let's do our best!

Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry charged and once crushed the master of the rivers and lakes.

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Wu Qinghou's face.

Lin Mang glanced at him, then stepped on the ground suddenly, and a terrifying power gathered on the blade.

Magic knife!

The majestic sword intent melted under this sword.

The vitality of heaven and earth gathers.

Although he does not have the power of a master, he has the intention of a master.

Saber intent and true energy converge!

"presumptuous!"

In the darkness, there was a roar like thunder.

A bloody spear pierced from the darkness!

Lin Mang ignored it at all.

"Pfft!"

Xiuchun knife slashed across, splashing warm blood.

The slight smile on Wu Qinghou's face froze.

His eyes widened angrily!

The head rolled down in the rain of blood!

Lin Mang stepped on Wu Qinghou's head, his robe rustling in the cold wind.

The Xiuchun knife in his hand was dripping with blood.

He stared at the stabbing spear without any intention of firing a knife.

Chapter 119 Killing one is also killing, it is better to kill a pair

"boom!"

The ground in the distance shattered, blasting out a giant crater several feet deep.

After all, the shot was never stabbed.

The torrent came rushing.

Three hundred heavy cavalry stood quietly, silent, only the sound of majestic rain.

The atmosphere gradually chilled.

A red flame horse with a height of two meters walked out slowly.

On the horseback, the figure covered in black armor uttered an angry reprimand: "You are so courageous, you dare to kill Wu Qinghou, come and take him down."

Li Wensong's eyes were filled with boundless anger.

His chest was burning with anger!

Damn!

Just take a step slower.

If those damn Mingjiao thieves hadn't stopped him, he would have arrived long ago.

This kid is even more damned!

"Marquis Wuqing?" Lin Mang looked at the person coming, sneered, and said coldly: "See clearly, this is not Marquis Wuqing, but a member of the White Lotus Sect, and these members of the White Lotus Sect are all under his command people!"

"When did the members of the White Lotus Sect become my Marquis of Daming!"

"If I remember correctly, Marquis Wuqing is still under decree to restrain his feet, right?"

Lin Mang's momentum gradually increased.

The last words sounded like a bell, deafening.

It is a fact that Marquis Wuqing colluded with the White Lotus Sect to defy the imperial decree.

If he was alive, these things would be washed away by the downpour, not many people would really care about a dead Jinyiwei Qianhu.

But if he is alive, the charges against Wu Qinghou will never be washed away.

Even if everyone knows that he killed Wu Qinghou, no one can kill him for this crime.

He is Jin Yiwei!

Son of Heaven pro-army!

Attacking and killing Jin Yiwei is a serious crime, and such a thing cannot be put on the face of it.

Internal struggles can occur in Jinyiwei, but Jinyiwei cannot die at the hands of others.

That was slapping the emperor in the face.

It made all Jin Yiwei chill.

As an emperor, if he can't even keep his subordinates, how can he convince others in the future.

Not to mention the knife in his hand - Jin Yiwei.

Wu Qinghou died, but he didn't die either.

From the moment he said that he came as a Jianghu person, he understood.

It was not Marquis Wuqing who died here today, but a man from the Jianghu. The real Marquis Wuqing is still under confinement.

Maybe Marquis Wu Qing, who said this at the beginning, never thought that he would really die here.

Presumably after many days, the news that Wu Qinghou contracted a vicious disease and passed away will come out from Wuqinghou's mansion.

Li Wensong's face darkened, and there was a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes.

What a sharp-toothed boy!

I underestimated him!

He knows what Eldest Brother has done, when he left Beijing, he persuaded him, but why Eldest Brother insisted on leaving Beijing, now Yin and Yang are separated.

Li Wensong tugged on the reins, and said coldly, "Lin Qianhu, this matter is not over!"

As Lin Mang said, the crimes on the eldest brother cannot be washed away.

The top priority now is to return to Beijing as soon as possible to minimize the loss and prevent those civil servants from getting worse.