The saber first swept across the neck of a palace guard, and in the next moment, it pierced through the shoulder of his colleague beside him. It entered the left shoulder and came out the right shoulder. A nearby guard who had jumped high with his saber was cut in half by the saber.
It formed a large arc around Hsu Fengnian.
After all, this group of palace guards was one of the few experts in the palace. In the arc of "Yong Hui 17", there was no lack of people who used their sabers to save their lives or intercept. However, without exception, as long as they used their sabers, the temporarily ownerless Yong Hui 17 was unscathed. However, the Daye Sabers in the hands of the other guards shattered on the spot.
Without seeing Hsu Fengnian move, Yong Hui 17 began to draw a second arc with a larger range.
At the same time, in the first big circle around Hsu Fengnian, the sabers of all the palace guards who died in battle before they could use their sabers also began to leave the ground and fly into the air, joining the arc.
In the second arc, which was even farther away from Hsu Fengnian's body, there was an ear-piercing sound of the Daye Saber exploding and breaking, and corpses kept falling to the ground.
The more than 160 palace guards who were still alive were forced to stand outside the arc. It seemed that they were surrounding the King of Beiliang, who had not really used his saber yet. In fact, they could not even catch the corner of the young king's clothes.
When Hsu Fengnian began to move forward, the arc that was visible but traceable suddenly rippled and changed. Occasionally, it would jump out of the arc and kill a certain guard before returning to the arc.
More than 20 guards who were caught off guard were killed immediately.
After someone shouted, "Break the array together!", the palace guards outside the circle began to slash at the arc with no regard for their lives.
Ordinary people would not be able to detect a breath. For an ordinary martial artist who had reached a high level in martial arts, a single breath was like a raindrop falling on the roof, disappearing as soon as it touched the ground. However, a martial arts grandmaster's breath was as long as a river. Ever since he personally created the division of martial artists into the first grade and the fourth realm, there was a saying that his body could travel eight hundred miles in an instant.
When experts of similar strength fought against each other, it was mostly a "battle of Qi". Whoever had a longer breath would often be in an invincible position, and whoever had a shorter breath would be able to seize the fleeting opportunity faster, thus resulting in life and death for the other party.
No matter what, the rest of the imperial guards found that they could not let the young king continue to "finish everything in one go" comfortably.
Hsu Fengnian continued forward, ignoring the imperial guards who were trying their best to break the formation. He turned his head and looked at Xu Yanbing, who was holding the Instant Spear. The latter smiled and nodded.
Xu Yanbing's accompanying this time was not to help kill people, and was not even to help Hsu Fengnian block the armored cavalry at the two ends of the street.
These people would all be left to Hsu Fengnian, who had reached a new level in the Mawei Post Station, to deal with himself.
But before Hsu Fengnian entered the Imperial Astronomer, he would hold back two people and two formations.
Hsu Fengnian was today in Great Peace City.
Just like when Wang Xianzhi was standing in Martial Emperor City!
This kind of state of mind was related to the level of martial cultivation, but at the same time, it was not very related.
But whether or not one had this kind of state of mind, it would have an effect on one's cultivation. Previously, Hsu Fengnian had truly managed to fight one against two people at the last moment of Mawei. This had already explained everything.
At the time.
Cao Changqing, Luo Yang, Wu Jian, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and the others had done it intentionally.
Đồng Thái, Chen Zhibao, Yu Groom, Chai Qingshan and the others had done it unintentionally.
— — —
On the empty street, Xu Yanbing lightly inhaled, the shaft of the spear in his hand trembling.
This man who had always been seriously neglected in the Liyang Dynasty and the Jianghu of the Central Plains, a middle-aged martial artist who had never been heard of, who had never left Beiliang's territory, and who did not have many illustrious battle records, raised his head to look at the Heavenly Connecting Platform of the Imperial Astronomer. "Chen Zhibao, Xie Guanying, who will come first? Or together?! "
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On the Heavenly Connecting Platform, Xie Guanying said helplessly, "Of the two of us, the one who can fight, you are not willing to act, the one who can run, I can't run right now. What should I do? My head hurts. "
Chen Zhibao said indifferently, "There are two big arrays in the Imperial Astronomer, the one on Dragon Tiger Mountain can be used to imprison Xu Yanbing."
Xie Guanying sighed, "Although there are more than sixty imperial jade seals in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the influence of Duke Yansheng's presence is not big, but without the big array on Dragon Tiger Mountain to reduce Hsu Fengnian's strength, the effect will be very different. The most important thing is that you are not willing to act … "
Chen Zhibao interrupted the words of the ambitious scholar. "You should know that Xu Fengnian came here to do something that I would have done in the future. I'm just standing here, and that's already giving you a lot of face. If you want to take the opportunity to destroy Beiliang's fate, then do it with your own ability. "
Xie Guanying said self-mockingly, "I know, I know. Our cooperation is like asking a tiger for its skin. I, Xie Guanying, know it in my heart."
At this time, Jin Xinan, who had been the leader of the Qi cultivators in the north for twenty years, suddenly ran into the Tongtian Platform, looking anxious.
Xie Guanying frowned, his fingers quickly pinched in his sleeves, and said to himself, "It is not strange that Duke Yansheng suddenly left the capital, but other than that, what other big changes can there be?"
Jin Xinan's face was pale, and he said sadly, "Mister Xie, I just went to the Imperial Treasury and found that Duke Yansheng had taken away the central seal that symbolizes the fate of the Confucian School."
Xie Guanying was stunned at first, then he laughed, his sleeves shook, looked to the south, and said in high spirits, "Duke Yansheng, Duke Yansheng, do you really think that by doing such a rebellious thing, you can stop me, Xie Guanying? You are just trying to be clever and make a fool of yourself! You're just a bunch of stubborn scholars! "
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On the post road, in a simple carriage from the north to the south, a middle-aged Confucian scholar and a little attendant were sitting in the carriage.
The little attendant looked at his teacher who was fidgety for the first time, and could not think of anything in the world that could make his teacher feel uneasy. Finally, the little attendant could not help but ask curiously, "Mister, what's wrong?"
Before the teacher could give an answer, the little attendant thought that he had found the answer, and he grinned, "Could it be that you are not acclimatized to the capital and have a stomachache?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar had a small wooden box with simple carvings on his knees. After hearing the little attendant's teasing, he remained calm.
The little attendant was worried, and he asked with a bitter face, "Mister, are you worried about the world's affairs? Can I share your worries? "
Soon, the little attendant sighed heavily and said, "Of course not, I don't even have scholarly honors now."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said, "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Whether or not one has the ability is secondary, whether or not one has morals in one's heart, it comes before one's ability. "
The little attendant's face still did not look better, "I have read so many sages with you, of course I know these principles."
The Confucian scholar smiled and said, "This time you have to accompany me to the capital. In the end, you want to slack off on your homework and study for me!"
The little attendant said "oh" and began to read aloud the Ten Family Precepts that the teacher had summed up with his life's efforts.
The teacher's family precepts were the "family precepts" of all the scholars in the world.
Inside and outside the carriage, the sound of reading was loud.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar began to close his eyes and concentrate. A scholar listened to the sound of reading.
"When you see a virtuous person, you should follow him. When you see a virtuous person, you should reflect on yourself.
"Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself.
"I reflect on myself three times a day …"
When the little attendant read the last sentence of the Ten Precepts, "A scholar must be resolute. The burden is heavy, and the road is long."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar followed and said, "A scholar must be resolute. The burden is heavy, and the road is long." Then he suddenly opened his eyes and patted the little attendant's shoulder. His eyes were firm, and he slowly said, "Because the burden is heavy and the road is long, we scholars should remember one thing more: A scholar must be resolute!"
The little attendant did not know the inside story, but he nodded hard.
It was the middle-aged Confucian scholar of the current Duke Yansheng. He smiled and opened the box.
It was empty.
The Duke Yansheng said softly, "Hsu Fengnian, with you, Beiliang, fighting to the death in front, the Central Plains will be resolute behind!"
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