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Chapter 863: A fierce fight in the teahouse (1)

The soldiers holding bows and arrows did not pursue them on the courtyard walls and roofs.

Nearly ten black robes were left in the courtyard.

From beginning to end, these men in black robes had no chance to throw the sky thunder.

A general of Xixia walked into the hospital, lifted the facial scarves from the bodies on the ground one by one, frowned slightly, "Go to report to the emperor with me."

The strength of these men in black robe was a little beyond his imagination.

Is there such a little strength in Shuzhong?

But he didn't know that these men in black were shot to death just now, and his actions at this moment were completely in the eyes of the four old men hiding in the darkness.

The four old men arrived while the black robe were still groping deep into the mansion, but they never showed up.

Shock the snake.

They wanted to deliberately startle the snake out before they could start.

Yue Peng and Li Wangyuan's request to you into the trap is undoubtedly a clever plan, but at this time it is much worse than Qin Han's shocking snakes.

General Mo Jia of Xixia led more than a dozen personal guards out of the mansion and went outside the teahouse at the intersection of the main street.

Knock on the door.

The door slightly opened the gap.

The general, who seemed to be about thirty years old, pushed the door and walked in. Inside, Yue Peng, Li Wangyuan, Kumano, Heliancheng and others were all there, as well as a group of masters from Xixia and Wudingtang.

Li Wangyuan looked at the general and said, "Has the people in Shu started?"

Then he glanced at Yue Peng a little.

Because this plan to ask you to get into trouble was proposed by Yue Peng.

The young general bowed and replied, "Go back to the emperor, there are assassins in Shu who have entered the mansion. But..."

Li Wangyuan frowned slightly, "Just what?"

The general continued: "There are about twenty assassins entering the mansion, and their cultivation is not outstanding. Just two waves of arrow rains have lost nearly half of them. The rest have also run away."

"broken!"

Li Wangyuan was still suspicious, but Yue Peng was already exclaiming.

Zhongsun Qifu looked at the young general with helpless face and sighed softly: "The real masters in Shu are probably here with you."

"Ha ha!"

As he finished speaking, a laugh suddenly sounded outside the house, "It seems that you are not stupid."

The door of the teahouse was pushed open again.

Outside the house, there were more than ten soldiers' bodies.

Before they could even make a shout, they were captured by the artistic conception of the four old men, and then they all died under the sword in an instant.

Even those war horses suddenly ran away at this moment.

The four old men walked into the teahouse with a strong wind.

The blood on the sword fell to the ground at this time.

Li Wangyuan quietly held the handle of the two swords at his waist, with a serious expression.

These four old men were all covered in robes, which was true martial arts realm, which made him feel extremely stressed.

Before, the army was in war during the day, and their morale was low and exhausted. Except for the soldiers who were ambushing the mansion, the rest of the soldiers were all sleeping in the military camp.

At this time, he was really uneasy in his heart when faced with four powerful people in the Zhenwu realm, without a large army to help.

Even Kumano and the two powerful Zhenwu masters of the First Pintang who failed to hijack Zhao Bing in Guangxi, their faces were not good-looking.

They are all just early-stage masters of Zhenwu. At this time, they sense that the cultivation of these four old men is afraid that they are not inferior to them.

Yue Peng held the silver spear in his hand, and also looked at the four old men holding swords. He looked at the sword in their hands and said in a deep voice: "Are you people from the Pojun Academy?"

The four ancient swords have the same style, antique flavor, and even the patterns are the same. Except for Pojun Academy, he doesn't do what he wants.

Among the four old men, the only one with thick eyebrows chuckled, "Silver gun and silver armor, it seems that you are Yue Peng, the commander of the Song Tiankui Army."

Then he looked at Li Wangyuan wearing golden armor, "Are you the Emperor of Xixia?"

He also said to himself, "This time, it will save a lot of trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Yue Peng, with afterimages appearing behind him.

"Arrogant!"

The ignored Kumano shouted softly, and her blue-white face looked even more ferocious.

After all, he was also a dignified Miao King and a powerful man in the Zhenwu realm. This time he was ignored, he was really angry in his heart.

The zombie Cai Vaiwu moved with him.

Kumano deliberately slowed down two points, allowing Cai Vaisu to test the depth of the old man with thick eyebrows first.

However, with just one sword, Cai Vaisu actually threw it out, and a wound about two fingers wide appeared on his chest, which was extremely deep, and the dark bones inside could be seen.

"Corpsy method?"

The old man with thick eyebrows flew over his robe, and the sword waterfall was pouring towards Kumano, and he muttered a little.

The other three old men holding swords also faced the two masters of the Zhenwu Realm of the First Class Hall and dozens of worshippers of the Tingchao Mansion.

The sword energy is scattered.

The four old men not only have good sword intent, but also amazing sword skills.

The Pojun Academy has stood for hundreds of years and its swordsmanship has reached its peak. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the leader of the world.

Two masters of the First Pintang Zhenwu Realm were at a disadvantage without any surprise.

Compared with these old men from Pojun Academy, their swordsmanship can only be considered vulgar.

And Kumano was also at a disadvantage.

After only a few dozen moves, I was forced to use poison powder to hinder the thick-browed old man, so I was able to persevere.

Yue Peng, Li Wangyuan and others were all surprised.

It was probably not until this time that they realized that there was such a big gap between the powerful people in the Zhenwu realm.

This is probably why people in the martial arts world pursue internal energy cultivation while also pursuing the top martial arts secrets in the martial arts world.

The internal energy cultivation is like a weapon in your hand.

If the Zhenwu Realm is a Shenlong Gun, the Shangyuan Realm is a sword.

Sword technique is a simple fighting technique.

Those with profound swordsmanship are adults, while those with poor swordsmanship are children.

Just imagine, can a child holding a Shenlong gun have been able to fight an adult who holds a sword, but can fight an adult who also holds a Shenlong gun but has more accurate marksmanship?

With the same internal energy cultivation, swordsmanship is undoubtedly extremely important.

The four old men in the Pojun Academy had actually not had the internal energy cultivation level in the middle of Zhenwu. However, now they seemed to be much stronger than Kumano and the two first-grade worshipers.

Yue Peng gritted his teeth, looked at Kumano who was in a disadvantage, and Cai Vaisu, who rushed up again but was still slashed away by a sword, and was ready to rush up with a gun.

He knew that he would not be a match for the True Martial Realm, but he could no longer stand by and watch.

If they continue to fight like this, Kumano may not be able to hold on for long. At that time, they will only be slaughtered by these old men from the Pojun Academy.

And just as he was pulling his legs, Yue Yue rushed up with the priests of Wuding Hall.

Xiao Zheng Jian Jian did not show any trace in the slightly dim light.

The old man with thick eyebrows just chuckled when he saw this.
Chapter completed!