Fantastical, started with Beiliang, signed with Zhao Gao

In the summer calendar 721, Beiliang, early September.

King Ming went to Beijing alone under the order, and the 20 new troops who supported the Northern Expedition also came to Beiliang under the leadership of Longwu General Bei Minghu.

What everyone didn't expect was that he didn't lead people to go north, but surrounded Beiliang City with an army of 20. Anyone who wanted to leave the city was humiliated and beaten by him, and then thrown back into the city.

And Bei Minghu was also confronting Shangguan Wan'er at the top of the city at this time. That's right, Shangguan Wan'er was in charge of the overall situation in Beiliang.

Xia Xian and other high-level officials have all gone to the Youzu Plain outside Beiliang to deal with the refugees who escaped from the big merchants.

Even Sima Cuo's Ruishi Battalion was transferred, and now in Beiliang, except for a small number of Jinyiwei, only Luo Yi's eighteen cavalry divisions remained.

"I don't know General Beiming, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you deceived my lord to show off in front of me, a girl like me?" Shangguan Wan'er on the city wall looked at Beiminghu with cold eyes and said, not at all. Not timid because of being surrounded by 20 troops.

Since Shangguan Wan'er took over the intelligence department, her majesty has become more and more powerful. Although she is still as approachable as before, no one dares to look directly at the aura of calmness and prestige on her body.

"The princess was joking. This general was ordered to go north to fight. I heard that there were spies from the You clan who fled to Beiliang City. I brought people here in a hurry for the safety of the princess. Since the princess won't let my people go in, I just I can send people to guard here, and when I search it, I will withdraw my troops and leave." Bei Minghu looked at Shangguan Wan'er and said coldly.

"Put your mother's bullshit, isn't it that our lord has finished all your family's dog legs, you, the master, finally had a chance to show off your power, so you ran out to pretend to be a tiger, and you are all meat eaters. Let's make gestures," Luo Yi said, looking at Beiminghu with a sneer.

He just can't understand this kind of people, people who are not strong, not good-looking, and like to pretend, if they see this kind of thing and don't scold him, they will be sorry for his eyes.

"Slave dog, since you want to die, I won't keep you anymore, get out and die." Bei Mingyuan sternly yelled at Luo Yi.

"Princess, Luo Yi asks to fight." Luo Yi lowered his head and bowed to Shangguan Wan'er and asked.

"I heard that he has an eighth-rank cultivation, are you sure?" Shangguan Wan'er frowned and asked softly.

"Miracle doctor Bian once said that even though the great masters can rely on banned drugs to help them grow, those who rely entirely on banned drugs like them can only be counted as half of the eighth rank. My seventh rank is enough." Luo Luo Said with bloodthirsty face.

After reliving two lives, he has not been blocked at the door of his house, and now he is an exception. If he does not teach them a lesson, no one will dare to come over them in the future.

"Be careful," Shangguan Wan'er told Luo Yi, although Luo Yi belongs to the second echelon in Beiliang, his position in Xia Xian's heart is not low.

"Princess, don't worry, wait until I slap him twice to see if he dares to speak out." Luo Yi pulled out his scimitar and jumped down towards the city. The moment he landed, his toes exerted force, and he flew towards the Northern Dark Tiger like a cannonball. .

"So courageous" Bei Minghu saw this, his eyes were red, he took off the spear from his horse and stabbed Luo Yi who was flying up into the air.

Just as Beiminghu was overjoyed, he immediately pierced Luo Yi, Luo Yi flipped in the air, rolled down the spear, and slashed at Beiminghu's face, regardless of whether he would kill him or not.

"Bang" Bei Minghu dropped his spear and rolled aside from the horse. Although he was in a state of distress, he was not injured, but his beloved horse was not so lucky, and it was directly split into two halves.

"Bring it..." Beiminghu became furious, snatched a soldier's spear beside him and stabbed at Luo Yi with a ferocious face.

After the two fought back and forth for several rounds, Luo took a shot from Beiminghu with a shoulder, and chopped Beiminghu away with a single blow.

"Uncle Feng, kill him!" Bei Minghu raised his blood-soaked face and roared resentfully.

"Damn it..." the eighth-rank master who has been protecting Beiminghu saw his young master's disfigurement, his heart trembled, and he immediately drew his sword and slashed at Luo Yi with a murderous expression on his face. If he didn't kill Luo Yi today, he would be considered an eighth-rank grandmaster , and it is difficult to escape the punishment of the Beiming family. When he thinks of the punishment of the Beiming family, the murderous intent in his eyes is even more intense.

"Kill" Facing a real eighth-rank master who is truly cultivating, Luo Yi knew that he was invincible, and without the slightest fear, he drew his sword and slashed away with a fierce face. They also have to give three points of courtesy.

"Dang, Dang, Dang" the swords collided quickly, the swords had disappeared, only the sparks from the violent collision of the swords could be seen, even Luo Yi, who was used to seeing life and death, had a dignified face, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Because he knew that as long as he showed his flaws, he would have no chance, and the opponent would not give him a way out.

And the eighth-rank grandmaster who was fighting Luo Yiyi was even more dignified than Luo Yi, because he felt threatened from the seventh-rank grandmaster who was one rank lower than him, a threat between life and death.

With a sound of "Dang", Luo Yi was defeated by the eighth-rank grandmaster, the scimitar broke in half, and flew out, and the eighth-rank grandmaster immediately showed a sneer, and cut Luo Yi's head with a sword.

Luo Yi closed his eyes tightly, thinking of Xia Xian, the brothers of Yanyun Shibaqi, the subordinates of Shibaqisi, the white-haired Zhao Gao, and everything in Beiliang. He opened it suddenly, his eyes were as calm as water, and the broken knife in his hand stabbed viciously at the heart of that eighth-rank master, even if he died, he would have to pull a back.

"Shua..." Luo Yi's face was immediately stained with blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell down calmly.

"I'm not here, you've stepped back, Luo Yi" A tough, clear, warm and not rough voice sounded in Luo Yi's ear.

Luo Yi's body trembled, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the eighth-rank grandmaster who was shot through the arm by an arrow and then pierced by his broken knife in the heart, still vomiting blood and convulsing.

Turning his head to look, he saw a young man in silver armor, with a bow on his back and a spear in his hand, walking towards him.

Luo Yi's fierce and cold eyes were filled with tears immediately, he propped up his body, half-kneeled on the ground to salute the visitor, and shouted hoarsely, "Luo Yi, I have seen the general".