Zhang Yong's face was sinking like water. He never knew when such two evildoers appeared in the Jianghu. One was extremely brave. The first rank is not far behind, and the other one cuts one rank even more. The most shocking thing is that these two people are so young, they can even be called young!

Hearing Fang Wei's long laugh, he stretched out his hand to hold a spear, and slammed his whole body into the arms of the second-rank who was holding the spear.

Fang Wei acted as if he hadn't seen it, his speed increased instead of decreasing, panic flashed in Erpin's eyes, he wanted to dodge sideways when he made a mistake, but where was the time?With a muffled sound, Fang Wei slammed into Erpin's chest hard, and Erpin flew backwards with a puff, and was unable to get up for a while after landing.

Feeling the force coming from behind, Fang Wei laughed, and taking advantage of the momentary gap in the encirclement, he raised his knife and slashed at a third-rank warrior beside him, blood spattered immediately, and the third-rank warrior collapsed to the ground.

Sure enough, he saw it well. Just now, the second rank seemed brave, but in fact he was the one who was most afraid of death. Just now, he clearly had the opportunity to hurt both himself and himself. Unfortunately, at the last moment, he flinched, and the palm he slapped on his back was weak , but to bring him a little painless injury... use this little injury in exchange for a chance to hurt the enemy and break the game, it's worth it!

Fang Wei tipped his toes, and rushed towards another target. It was clearly a situation where many second and third ranks were besieging and killing a second rank. Three products.

Zhang Yong waved his hands without saying a word, and three people rushed out from behind, stepped forward to stabilize the battle situation, he glanced at Fang Mo who was still leaning against the wall watching the excitement, as if he hadn't noticed Fang Mo at all, and whispered: "Let's go!"

After taking a few steps back, he turned around and was about to fly away, but his whole body froze, staring at the lazy boy who fell in front of everyone, he said in a deep voice, "Who are you guys? What do you want to do?"

Fang Mo looked at the long sword in his hand, smiled and didn't answer, but the battlefield on the other side seemed to cooperate tacitly, and there was a shrill scream under Fang Wei's sword.

What are we here for?Killer!

Fang Mo made a wrong step and stepped forward, pointing forward with his long sword.

In the next moment, the boy's figure disappeared in front of everyone, leaving only the shadow of the sword all over the sky.

There were more than 20 people around Zhang Yong, each of them was hit by at least three or more sword shadows, and everyone couldn't help but feel that the young man was attacking him with all his strength. Thinking of the death of the old man just now, how dare he Not going all out to deal with it?All of a sudden, all kinds of weapons waved together to protect the whole body.

In an instant, the shadows of swords and swords dissipated, and everyone who successfully survived this attack unscathed heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly realized that something was wrong and turned around in horror, and saw Zhang Yong's powerless body on the ground, and was shocked out of his wits: "General!"

"General!"

"Kill him and avenge the general!"

"..."

Still without saying a word, the young man casually stabbed the throat of the unlucky third-rank who was closest to him with his sword, then drew his sword and wiped it at the rushing second-rank... When the third-rank body collapsed to the ground, the second-rank's throat spattered with blood.

The young man turned his sword back and dodged a flying claw. The long sword lifted the iron chain on the flying claw, and the flying claw swirled, and the iron chain wrapped around the long sword immediately. Nostalgic let go, and punched the hilt of the sword, and at the same time the sharp knife with the ear of a cow flew out.

The master of Flying Claw was staggered by this punch, and before he could stand still, a knife handle grew out of thin air on his neck.

The iron chain, which had lost the control of its master, loosened, and the boy did not catch his long sword, but kicked it on the hilt again. back into his hands.

From the time the boy showed up and drew his sword until now, in the blink of an eye, there were several corpses on the ground, including the general Zhang Long who they needed to risk their lives to protect.At this moment, the young man stopped with his sword in his hand again, and the surrounding attacks also stagnated. No one dared to rush forward, and everyone's eyes showed a bit of despair.

This young man killed the first rank with one sword, the general with one sword, the third rank with one sword, and the second rank with one sword... An understatement, casually smeared.

It's not that they have never seen a master, but they have never seen a master who kills so quickly.Such killing, they can't even achieve the purpose of consuming his internal energy.

How to fight this kind of fight?

"what!"

A desperate scream came from another battlefield. They recognized that it was the voice of their former colleagues, but they couldn't feel compassion, because they themselves might not be able to make any sound even before they died.

They are not people who are afraid of death, but they don't want to die like this, and they don't want to be wiped out of life silently.

"Go together!"

I don't know who shouted, but the first one who answered him was the sword in the young man's hand. As if the young man who had been standing still had been reminded by him, he walked in front of him in a flash, and wiped the sword across the young man. The throat of a third-rank expert, and then the long sword pointed at the nearest target again, only to hear the man let out a cry of collapse, he didn't even care about defense, he just turned around like an ordinary person and ran away on two legs .

The young man stared at his back in astonishment, and forgot to chase him for a moment, and the others retreated a few steps in unison.

On the battlefield over there, Fang Wei let out a long cry, forcing several people to jump up and land beside Fang Mo. He stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and the internal energy poured into the young man like a trickle, but he said with a light smile: " Zhang Yong is dead, do you want to fight again?"

The tall boy had a few bloodstains on his body, and his breathing was a little short. Obviously, he was not completely unharmed in the battle just now, but his eyes were extremely bright.

The phrase "do you want to fight again", but I don't know who I said it to.

Fang Mo said lightly, "Whispering!"

With a wave of the long sword, he took half a step forward, but the opponent in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Fang Mo looked at the two messenger soldiers at the intersection, whose faces were as pale as death, but they never ran away. Instead, they held the steel knives tightly in their hands, and said, "When I'm free, I don't kill ordinary soldiers, but I don't necessarily kill them when I'm busy." I can take care of it. I hope you don’t meet me on the battlefield.”

Fang Wei chopped off Zhang Yong's head with one knife, hit Fang Mo on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Although the two messengers still didn't back down, they didn't step forward to die either. They stood by the side of the road with complicated expressions and watched the two pass by them with their heads in their hands, and headed for the north gate. They walked faster and faster, and disappeared in an instant. not see.

Dozens of rescued soldiers finally rushed into the intersection, but what they saw was corpses all over the ground. After seeing clearly the headless corpse in heavy armor in the middle, their legs became weak, and they knelt down with a plop: "General!"

-

At the north gate, the sound of killing is strong at this moment.

YangMeng, who was dressed in a Dachang military uniform, was already red-eyed. He reached out and grabbed the stabbing spear, pushed it hard, and pierced two Chang soldiers with the spear. At the same time, another wound appeared on his right arm. With a fierce backhand, he cut down the Chang Bing who was bullying him, and more Chang Bing rushed in front of him.So he took a deep breath and swung the knife again.

Behind him, the tall man exerted all his strength to resist the city gate, turning a blind eye to the attacking swords, spears, swords and halberds behind him.

A hard body bumped into his back, and although he left almost immediately, he had already heard a low muffled groan coming from behind him, and hurriedly said, "Boss?"

YangMeng gritted his teeth and said, "It's still alive!"

"Snatch!"

There was an ear-piercing whistling sound, YangMeng stretched out his hand to grab it in a hurry, but he couldn't grab it firmly, the sharp arrow drew a bloodstain on his palm, and pierced into the tall man's vest.

The big tall man spit out a mouthful of blood foam with a "poof", his body shook, a huge force came from the city gate, and pushed the people who were standing against the city gate half a step away. Seeing that the city gate was about to close and bolt, Yang Meng hurriedly Stretching out a hand against the city gate, the tall man was already covered in blood, roared angrily, everyone worked together, and pushed the city gate back abruptly...

Here, it is just a corner of the North Gate Battlefield. The Rebel Army, the Chang Bing Army, and the Chang Sha Army wearing Chang Bing costumes form a melee. Although the Rebel Army and the Chang Sha Army temporarily occupied the city gate, they are being overwhelmed by countless Chang Bing soldiers coming from all directions. ...

"Boss..." The tall man said in a hoarse voice, "I can't stand it anymore...why don't they come here...you guys...you're all dead..."

YangMeng's eyes also showed a bit of grief and indignation. Although he is a second-rank master, but the second-rank with exhausted internal energy is only slightly stronger than ordinary people in this chaotic battlefield, and it is not as good as a natural A tall man with great power.

He is not afraid of death, they are not afraid of death, but they are not willing to die like this worthless.

YangMeng's eyes were a little wet, but he said in his mouth: "Here we come! He's coming! Big man, hold on, hold on..."

The big man lost focus in his eyes, and murmured, "Are you here... I'm here... Yes, I'm sorry... Boss... Boss... I..."

The body slides softly along the city gate.

"Big one!"

YangMeng let out a mournful cry, ignored the long spear piercing his vest, and pressed himself against the city gate that was coming back.

With a hissing roar, he forcibly mobilized a little zhenqi from his already exhausted meridians, and under a violent slam, the city gate was slammed back half a foot by him.

There was no joy on YangMeng's face, this was just his last struggle, he gritted his teeth against the city gate, and waited for the long spear protruding from his chest behind him, he only hoped that his comrades could support him for a while...

He also wanted to ask: Why didn't they come, why didn't they come...

However, the expected severe pain did not come. Someone fell lightly beside him, stretched out his hand to hold the barrel of the gun, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear fell completely into his hand.

At this moment, the pressure on the city gate was suddenly lightened, and they were completely pushed open.

Fang Wei turned around from outside the city gate and said, "I told you earlier that our brothers are masters!"

YangMeng stared blankly at him, then turned to Fang Mo, who was holding a long spear upside down beside him, pointing down a few Changbing soldiers, and said with a wry smile: "You...why bother to send you to death..."

Although this child is not weak in his hands, he obviously has not undergone any bloody fights with real swords and guns, and he is unwilling to hurt anyone on the battlefield. Such a person, no matter how good his martial arts is, how can he survive on the battlefield? down?

He didn't want to accuse him, but just sighed, such a child shouldn't stay here.

Fang Mo kept attacking in his hands, and replied in his mouth: "I told you that we are masters!"

YangMeng was about to speak, but Fang Wei suddenly shook his hand and threw something. He casually grabbed a long spear and threw it out. The size of that human head... no, it was a human head... nailed that human head deep into the gate of the city, saying : "Read it with me!"

When Yang Meng was slightly stunned, he heard Fang Wei shout: "It's not good, General Zhang is dead, and the rebels have come in!"

YangMeng was the first to react, and shouted in panic: "The rebels have come in, General Zhang's head has been hung on the city gate!"

There are also several second-rank guards guarding the city gate, who are wrestling with people. Hearing this, he is shocked and can't help but look up at the city gate. At this moment, several horsemen come from the city on flying horses, shouting: "Not good!" It's gone! General Zhang was killed!"

All of a sudden, the originally orderly soldiers in Chang'an were in chaos. Looking at the head of the city gate, they yelled: "General Zhang is dead! General Zhang is dead!"

"The rebels are coming in!"

The sound of panic spread like a plague throughout the entire city.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly, and the sound of horseshoes outside the city gradually became deafening from inaudible...

-

As the sun rose in the morning, the two were still sitting on the roof of the restaurant. Hearing the sound of the rebels beating the gong loudly to appease the people on the street, Fang Wei said angrily, "Who would have thought that tens of thousands of defenders would actually Then collapse without a fight, let those bastards take advantage of the boss..."

Fang Mo said: "No matter how strict you are in running the army, the hearts of the people will eventually affect the hearts of the soldiers. How can these soldiers who have come out of the common people be willing to work hard for him if the king loses the hearts of the people? Such a result is both the most normal and the best. .”

Fang Wei said "hmm" and didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, Fang Wei sighed and said, "If we had gone earlier, maybe they wouldn't have died so many people."

Fang Mo lowered his head and stroked the sharp knife on his waist, and said, "If Zhang Yong hadn't been killed first, even with the two of us, we wouldn't be able to hold the city gate." If the incoming enemies do not retreat, there is only one way to die.

"Yes!" Fang Wei sighed lightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If the big man knows that you used the knife he gave you to kill a first-rank minion of the imperial court, he will be so happy that he can't sleep... He died It is not a pity that the people of this city have been spared from the flames of war, if he is alive in heaven, he will also smile at Jiuquan."

Even so, I couldn't help but see the appearance of the big tall man sweating profusely and writing vigorously, thinking of his phrase "hey, how do you write a donkey's donkey", and thinking of the words "father of a horse with one head" as big as a baby's fist , Thinking of how mournful he looked after having no meat to eat...then his eyes gradually turned red.

Seeing Fang Mo's eyes gradually appear watery, Fang Wei felt even more uncomfortable. He patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, brat, when did you become a first-class?"

Fang Mo came back to his senses, glanced at him angrily, and said, "Whether I am a first-class product, don't you know?"

The classification of grades is based on the level of "realm", because it is difficult to distinguish the strength of moves, so the invisible and intangible word "realm" is more reflected in the breakthrough of internal strength, between different grades, the amount and strength of internal strength Weakness is like a world of difference.

To make an analogy that is not very appropriate, if the third-grade true qi is like qi, the second-grade true qi is like water, and the first-grade true qi is mercury, and once you reach the realm of a master, it is rumored that you can unite heaven and man, and use the power of heaven and earth for your own use , but no one has ever personally confirmed this.

In order to break through the existing level, one needs both understanding and opportunity, experience and polishing, and accumulation of background. Fang Mo was only a third-rank half a month ago, and now Fang Mo has entered the second-rank not long ago, so no matter how high his talent is, he has not accumulated , how can he advance to the first rank in a short time?

It's just that he had to infuse Feng Yi's internal energy twice to understand a little bit about the nature of the first-grade zhenqi. After listening to Fang Wei's words before the battle, he realized that they had a high chance of encountering the first-rank. Let yourself be able to use a move of first-class strength.

Don't look at him killing one rank with one move, it seems to be an understatement, and the scenery is infinite, but he didn't know that he was exhausted when he landed, if someone gave him a light palm at that time, he would die.

How could Fang Wei not know this?If he didn't know, how could he try to draw these people's attention to himself?How could it be possible that as soon as he saw him in a battle group, he immediately came to join him at the expense of injury, and the first thing he did was to infuse him with internal strength?

Fang Wei chuckled. Although he didn't know how Fang Mo managed to kill that first-ranker with one move, he knew his brother. He was lazy, but he was not lazy regardless of the occasion. Standing on the sidelines with a bullish look, there is only one possibility: bluffing.

He said again: "Don't play so scary next time, okay?"

Fang Mo hummed: "The first time they took advantage of their lack of defense, they were forced to kill, so that the next assassination will be easier to succeed."

This time, the two of them seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, if they continue to fight, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose. He was forced to make a move after recovering a little internal strength.Not to mention Fang Wei, he is indeed better than everyone in the field alone, but if it continues, he must be the one who is consumed to death.

Fang Wei stretched his waist and said, "Do you think the restaurant below will be open today? I'm a little hungry, and I don't know if there is breakfast for sale. By the way, we haven't been to a restaurant for a long time, so I treat you today?

He whispered again: "Hey, isn't that General Yang? They don't take good care of their wounds, what are they doing there?"

Fang Mo heard the sound and looked, and saw two groups of people standing at the gate of the General's Mansion. Although there were only about twenty people, they were in a state of distress, almost everyone was injured, while they were heavily armored and energetic.

The leader of the latter was a 27-year-old young man with a calm demeanor. From their point of view, YangMeng was pointing at the young man's nose and scolding angrily. meaning.

Fang Mo and Fang Wei glanced at each other and floated up at the same time. After a few ups and downs, they landed silently behind the Changsha Army's team.

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