Qi Yufeng can’t help but frown and say that if this black arrow is contaminated with strong acid and splashes on people, wouldn’t it be a disability?
It wasn’t until half an hour later that the black arrow crossbow gradually faded to the other side, and the Tsing Yi robe man saw that Zhang Ji’s strength was so long that he couldn’t help but be amazed that his hands trembled …
In a moment, I’ll see the last black arrow shot alone to Qi Yufeng. I’ll throw a sword around the arrow body. I’ll throw a long arrow at Zhou Xin’s hand and fly out into the palace wall. The water slowly drops to corrode the palace wall.
Hidden weapons, the best cat in the world, was so defeated.
Three people were silent to avoid the previous step slightly difficult to say "you …"
The Tsing Yi man shivered, "Well, now that you have practiced such martial arts, there are people in this world who can plot against you. My son will avenge you in the afterlife!"
Say and see him take out a dagger from the bosom and stab at his chest.
Zhang Ji saw that this man was determined to die, so he couldn’t help being frightened to disgrace. He quickly threw a prey hand and waved five strings to knock off the dagger, but he saw that the Tsing Yi dagger didn’t stop selling long sleeves and hit Zhang Ji’s chest with a wave of his hand.
This Tsing Yi person is actually a few masters today. This palm seems to be soft, but in fact it is very strong. It is extremely taboo to suffer from this palm. I feel a strong pressure on my chest to detain my breathing, and I am out of breath.
But at this time, Zhang Ji’s martial arts had already passed through the mystery, and this strength suddenly came and went. It didn’t take a moment for the chest pressure to suddenly disappear. He was about to capture this person, but he saw that the man’s right hand swung out and his left hand had already taken advantage of it, and the backhand palm was hitting him in the middle of the back.
These two palms are so well coordinated that even if Zhang Ji personally displays them, they may not be able to cooperate to such a subtle degree. I think he is determined to die and knows that he is committing suicide. Zhang Ji is bound to come over and stop it. It is a deliberate right-hand dagger, but a deadly move is in the left palm.
Zhang Ji felt a cold heart and felt sad when he saw the haggard old man with a dusty face and pale temples. He closed his eyes and slowly fell back and died in his palm.
Zhang Ji’s eyes closed gently, his knees softened and he knelt down to the ground for an instant. He felt as if he were ten years old again, and the whole world had died in that year.
Everything is dead.
At this time, the smoke outside the city has been set, and the dusk has come to hunt Changfeng. There are three of him in the whole courtyard as silent as death.
Qi Yufeng didn’t go in, but he also vaguely felt that there was something wrong, but it was not good to ask questions. He immediately became silent and guarded by Zhang Ji with a sword.
Good half-day Zhang Ji just wiped his eyes and nodded to Qi Yufeng and entered Yang Dao "You come in on a cool breeze".
His voice is like a heavy thunder. Although it is not very loud, Fiona Fang talked about the palace wall for a few miles, but outsiders heard it clearly. Immediately, many people in this Dadoucheng wondered that the two Taoist priests in wu-tang clan had come, but why didn’t they see the statue?
A little while later, I saw two young Taoist priests come in. Zhang Ji walked into the hall and picked up a large yellow curtain. He held the Tsing Yi figure in his hands and gave it to the breeze. The two men said, "Take this body back to Wudang Mountain for a good burial."
The cool breeze month nodded and said, "So … Little Martial Uncle, we will be leaving now." The words were also very choked up.
Zhang Ji nodded and watched them leave.
When Qi Yufeng saw this, he recalled his experience since returning home, carefully calculated it in his mind, but he also roughly understood the truth.
A good half-day Zhang Ji looked at the full moon against the cold wind before mumbling, "It was also the 15th of next month. I was equal to Butterfly Valley Alliance, and I vowed to kill the Tatars in a blink of an eye. It has been nearly ten years before you finally got here with your help."
Qi Yufeng eyes to arch two people have reached the last gate in Miyagi thick door.
Qi Yufeng said, "Self-improvement and virtue, I taught heroes to come forth in large numbers and never compromise before finally winning today."
The two men walked side by side all the way forward, blocking the thick door and crossing the Royal Garden via Tonghui River and Xixiangchi Scenic Resort Yinding Bridge, but seeing the Drum Tower, Qi Yufeng had been to Wanning Temple before, just ahead.
Two people walked across the Yinding Bridge and stopped to look at each other. They both felt that there seemed to be a murderous smell in the dark ahead.
Two people smiled and stepped out of the step, but they saw Xixiangchi Scenic Resort suddenly jump out of a person. He * * had bright hair on his head, his eyes were wide open, his face was ferocious and horrible, and his muscles kept bulging and bulging as if he were about to explode at any moment. It was the dove honour person and his two teachers and nephews who joined forces to make that freak.
Qi Yufeng laughed. "Now you still work for the Tatar emperor?"
The monk glared at Qi Yufeng and sneered, "You can’t beat … me". The accent was difficult, ugly and very vague, just like two pieces of stone rubbing against each other and making a sound.
Qi Yufeng smiled and raised his hand. "Yes, you are far stronger than me, but … what do you think this is?"
That monk looked at Qi Yufeng’s sword in his hand, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. He murmured, "Eternal … Sword."
Qi Yufeng nodded, "It is precisely because China’s Huabang is thousands of times stronger than your Tianzhu country and is highly respected all over the world. It is because I have come to China since ancient times, and princes will plant and abuse the people. Naturally, there will be heroes who will change the dynasty because of the way of heaven. This is the reason why Changxing is not prosperous."
"The weak and weak in the Song Dynasty was won by Mengyuan for a while, and the Temple of Heaven overthrew the country and floated, but after all, the etiquette chapter of the cycle of heaven will eventually return, and now this day has arrived!" (The pie is falling, good activities, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Note ~ point/WeChat official account (WeChat adds friends, WeChat official account enters dd) to participate immediately! Everyone has a prize. Note dd WeChat WeChat official account now! )
Chapter one hundred and twelve Jiangshan seeks
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Qi Yufeng said that the monk’s skill was strong before the sword was thrown into the attack, but where was Qi Yufeng’s opponent in fencing? Immediately, he went back and flashed a few times, but when he saw Qi Yufeng’s long sword, he saw that it had hit his mind before he waited for him to calm down.
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Six eyes looked at each other for a long time without saying anything. Qi Yufeng looked at him for a long time and nodded, "You commit suicide."
The young man looked up and his eyes were full of bloodshot and growled, "I’m unwilling … heart! I have occupied Qi Yufeng at the right time and place. Are you here to stir this game? "
Qi Yufeng a slight smile "flattery aliens also deserve to say unwilling? You are the queen of the Song Dynasty, and there is cowardice and cruelty in your roots to protect the people. You killed Li Gang and Yue Fei. And you won a throne and even a woman who loves you can betray her country. How can you hand it over to someone like you? "
Zhao Zhichun roared, "Either I die or you die today!" Say a wave of his sword and go straight ahead.
Zhang Ji sighed and turned back half a body position. Qi Yufeng’s body shape was like a cloud of light in the sword, and the two men immediately fought together
It was a big battle, and when Zhao Zhichun was unwilling to fall, a full moon had already climbed the sky and the whole Dadoucheng was scattered.
When they continued to walk into Wanning Temple next to the Drum Tower, they saw Yuan Shundi sitting in a chair with a dagger in his wrist. The blood on the next table had already drained, and the three-foot white silk face wrote in thick ink, "I am satisfied and I will go."
Qi Yufeng nodded his head. "This person is a person who can afford it."
Zhang Ji looked up at the sky and sighed, "Finally … the regime has changed."
After passing through the gate, the two men returned to the front of the heroes in the outer city for a long time, staring at them all in bloody clothes and collecting dust. Zhou Dian asked, "Done?"
Zhang Ji nodded. "Since then, Yuan Ting’s downfall has returned to my Han people."
Zhou Dian was stunned for a long time before he realized, "So my Han grandson can finally be spared the humiliation of the Tatars?"
Qi Yufeng said, "Never again."
The rest of the people from all walks of life were silent for a long time before a shout broke out in the crowd, and then the sound was broadcast to all the soldiers and civilian workers, who were beaming and laughing without fatigue.
But after a moment of laughter, someone began to cry in a low voice, and the cry grew louder and louder. People in the teaching field did not shed tears, and the century-old humiliation of Chinese children finally ended on this day.
Peng Yingyu sighed "since ancient times to force manpower.
Leng Qian suddenly reported to Zhang Ji and asked, "Is it as good as two Zhu Yuanzhang eyeing up today?"
Zhang Ji didn’t answer, but he looked at Qi Yufeng Qi Yufeng and frowned for a long time. He was about to speak, but he heard a woman reply, "Zhu Yuanzhang is dead."
When they heard this, they couldn’t help but be frightened. They all looked at the man’s position but saw what a woman was in the dark.
Immediately, everyone celebrated for a long time, and after midnight, they dispersed, leaving nothing but a sigh and Qi Yufeng pacing towards a hut.
Zhang Ji greeted a woman outside and cried. A woman walked out of the room and the wind suddenly felt that she was shining at the moment, but seeing that this woman was beautiful and beautiful, her skin was tender and her skin was red in white, and she was really beautiful and could not be stared at.
Zhang Ji was a little embarrassed to introduce Qi Yufeng, "This is Zhao Min."
Qi Yufeng still couldn’t guess that this stunning beauty was Zhang Ji’s dusty companion, and the princess of Zhao Min was greeted immediately.
Zhao Min let them into the house and lit an oil lamp. Qi Yufeng and Zhang Ji sat at the kang table and Zhao Min sat on the floor chair and asked softly, "Is the Yuan Dynasty dead?"
Zhang Ji nods "hmm"
Zhao Min annoys and then says, "It’s all right to die." Then he goes out and carries two dishes and an altar of wine.
Zhang Ji smashed the jar and poured it into a bowl. He pointed it at Qi Yufeng primly and said, "This bowl of wine is my respect for your six-year career, which overthrew the tyranny of Mongolian Yuan and gave me a Lang Lang Gan Kun."
Has Qi Yufeng been slightly zheng for six years? Immediately, he didn’t drink, which is a positive color way. "If Zhang Daxia reorganized the church alliance, millions of angels and heavenly heroes fell in love, how can I have this glass of wine today?"
Both of them put their hands on the edge of the wine bowl to outdo each other. After a long time, they found that two people were half a catty, even though Zhang was a little jealous, but they couldn’t stand Qi Yufeng in this crispy wine bowl.
Immediately, the two men smiled and gulped back their strength.