Chapter 91 Taiping Taoist walking in the north wind! Filled with firelight, filling the sky! The Taoist flew away with his flying sword. The sword was three feet long, and his Qi was three feet long. The six-foot sword moved within a square inch.
No matter how strong, brave, and murderous a horse bandit is, anyone who touches it will die! There were hundreds of horse bandits riding, and there were more than eighty in an instant.
The leader of the horse bandit in the realm of no confusion said tremblingly: "Who the hell is this?"
The leader of the horse bandits, who had been fighting in the wilderness for many years and accumulated a large fortune, was hired by the nobleman this time.
He thought it was just to rob some food and scare the disciples of Mochiyuan, but he never thought of it.
Unexpectedly, this kind of fate-knowing method, although the cultivation base is insignificant, can be used for thousands of miles, and I have never read the book about taking people's heads, and I have bragged about it to everyone.
But when the leader of the horse bandits really saw this method of taking people's heads with a sword, he was still frightened to pieces.
The horse bandits gathered on the hill scattered and fled in all directions, trying to escape from this place of death.
A man with two legs cannot outrun a horse with four legs, but a horse with four legs cannot outrun the Taoist's flying sword!
The sword qi crisscrossed the sword, there was the sound of the sword, trembling like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring, under the dark and bright sky.
The heads of the horse bandits all fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground in the snow. The horses without their masters, limited by the instincts from the living beings, still ran wildly. Hundreds of horse bandits were trampled to death under the hooves of the mad horses. .
Next to the grain truck team, the Taoist Yan Jun Xiaoweijian showed such mysterious supernatural powers, and shouted excitedly: "Everyone, you have made great achievements, and you are here today, and follow me to kill!"
Two hundred cavalry soldiers of the Yan army rushed towards the horse bandits who had been defeated by the Taoist alone.
The State of Yan was defeated by the State of Tang several times, but it is still quite good at fighting against the wind.
The setting sun is like blood, and the horse bandits are running away! Sensing the fire talisman that was about to dissipate completely, Chen Xuan flicked his fingers and said, "If it wants to dissipate, why not burn up its sins?"
"Here comes the strong wind!"
The glowing fire that was about to go out suddenly rose sharply, and the fire talisman took advantage of the strong wind and burned towards the hill.
The snow in winter melted completely in the fire, and the corpses of those horse bandits were burned in the fire.
The three-finger-wide yellow cloth tied to Chen Xuan's left arm fluttered in the wind, and the strong wind filled his sleeves, as if he were an immortal from the sky walking on the wasteland.
Then the fire shot up into the sky. Chen Xuan turned around and recited: "There is no way for good or bad luck, only people bring it upon themselves."
The voice of the Taoist voice echoed in the wasteland, the beautiful sword that was not stained with blood but was stained with more than two hundred horse bandits fell into the palm of Chen Xuan.
The students in Mochiyuan looked at Chen Xuan with awe in their eyes. Even their teacher, Wang Shusheng, might not be able to match such a mysterious method.
However, at this time, the temple guard cavalry wearing talisman armor gradually rose up and dispersed the Yan troops who were chasing the horse bandits.
The Yan army, which had the lowest status among the coalition forces, naturally did not dare to compete with the temple cavalry for credit, so they had no choice but to leave.
It's just that the temple cavalry didn't dare to let the neighing of the horses under their feet disturb the Taoist walking in the whistling wind.
Chen Xuan tore off the yellow cloth tied to his left arm and sent it into the howling north wind.
The three-finger-wide yellow cloth was facing the howling north wind, and was carried far away by the howling north wind.
The embarrassed Yan Jun cavalry responded to the grain cart and gave up the easily obtained military exploits.
The students in Mochiyuan were also indignant when they saw this. The temple cavalry was so eager to take credit. Could it be that the temple just ignored the previous one?
Tmall Girl said: "The temple cavalry has robbed you, and you are waiting for the credit for chasing down the horse bandits. Are you just going to retreat like this?"
Captain Yan glanced at Tmall Girl and said, "What can we do if we don't retreat? The temple has always been like this."
If you dare to rob the temple today, you will become a sinner in collusion with the remnants of the Demon Sect in the future.
The temple cavalry acts on behalf of the temple. The temple is Haotian's spokesperson in the human world. If Master Haotian doesn't care about it, who can? The students in Mochiyuan were silent. The White Tower could still make it difficult for them, but what about the temple? Mo Shanshan walked up to Chen Xuan, gave a salute, and said: "Thank you Mr. Chen for your rescue. If Mr. Chen hadn't walked with the sword, I'm afraid the front team of transporting grain would have suffered heavy casualties."
"After that half of the talisman, I have exhausted my mind and can't cast the talisman."
The half magic talisman was her limit. If she was in the realm of knowing her fate, why would she let Mr. Chen take risks alone?
Chen Xuan received Mo Shanshan's gift, and said: "It should be like this, the temple cavalry came to help, and the danger of the rear team should be relieved."
"The place where the affected herdsmen live in the Golden Tent Royal Court is coming soon, let's stop here temporarily tonight!"
At the end of the Youshi period, the soldiers of Yan State unloaded their tents from their vehicles and began to set up camp.
The boys and girls in Mochiyuan also took off the grain bags from the grain truck and began to make fire to make rice. - The rear team transporting food!
Shu Cheng, the general of Tang Zhengxi, personally led his cavalry to come to the rescue and rescued the thirteenth gentleman of the academy at that critical moment.
The cavalry army of Tang Zhengxi Army marched in formation, waiting in strict formation to guard against the practitioners hidden among the horse bandits.
The one from Tianshu, the Great Nian Master Zhao Xiu of Dongxuan Realm, looked at the retreating horse bandits and said, "General Shu Cheng, this matter should have been reported to the South Gate Monastery to check the identity of the Talisman Master."
"But Mr. Thirteen Ning Que can't remember that person's appearance, so what should we do?"
That was a Talisman Master who was in the realm of Dongxuan. His method of applying Talisman was so mysterious that he didn't look like someone without a master.
Moreover, Mr. Thirteen of the Academy saw the appearance of the talisman master, but he was very curious. Mr. Thirteen of the Academy, since he had the talisman written by Master Yan Se, why not use it at this critical moment?
Several students from the academy lost their lives here, and most of the others were seriously injured.
Shu Cheng, who was wearing armor, looked at the temple cavalry watching from a distance and said, "Perhaps these horse bandits came here just for Mr. Thirteen Ning Que."
"Although Master Qu Ni is arrogant, he does not dare to send practitioners of the Dongxuan realm to attack and kill the academy disciples under the nose of the vice president of Tianyuan Academy."
"Bold and reckless, but not daring to kill, this is Baita Quni."
Zhao Xiu nodded slightly and said: "But how should we investigate this matter? Your Majesty will definitely ask about the old incident in the first year of Tianqi. It is not necessarily wrong."
In the first year of the Apocalypse, the throne of the empire changed. His Majesty first went out to conquer the wasteland and Buchen.
Later, he patrolled Qinghe County and suppressed the old and young who had existed for nearly a thousand years.
It was at that time that General Xuanwei executed everyone in his family. Both the academy and the south gate were sitting back and watching the tragedy of annihilating the entire family.
That is the great horror of the coming night!
Shu Cheng looked at the completely burnt grain truck not far away, and said, "Brother Zhao, what are you talking about!"
"Ning Que, the Thirteenth Mister of the Academy, can only be Ning Que, the Thirteenth Mister of the Academy!"
"There must not be a remnant of collaborating with the enemy and treason in the academy, who is the master's direct disciple."
(End of this chapter)