On the Dragon Eye Plain, from north to south, there was a straight line of dust flying.
When a short middle-aged man with long arms like an ape stopped, the flying sand behind him that looked like a yellow flood dragon gradually dissipated. The man raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His extraordinary aura was not like that of an ordinary person. It was because his two arms were shining with a golden light from under his plain clothes. Strands of light lingered around his arms, showing the appearance of thousands of tiny flood dragons coiling around his arms.
At the critical moment when the second battle of Liang Mang was about to start in the autumn wind, as the King of the Northern Courtyard, he quietly left and went to the northernmost part of Beimang's territory. He used an iceberg as a boat and continued to cross the sea to the north. Finally, he got what he wanted. He was supposed to go to the Western Capital Temple of the Southern Dynasty to participate in the military affairs. Even if he had been stripped of the title of the King of the Northern Courtyard, he was still the anchor of the entire Beimang Dynasty. The grassland cavalry had almost blind trust in him, just like the Liyang imperial court's trust in Gu Jiantang. No matter how bad the Guangling Road War was, and even if the West Chu's restoration reached the peak of momentum on the battlefield, as long as Gu Jiantang did not make a move, and as long as he and the two border armies did not move, then Liyang still had full confidence to deal with the West Chu rebels.
After Tuoba slowly returned to the south, he quickly sensed the majestic aura of Beiliang heading north. Tuoba originally thought that it was the young man's provocation. As a martial artist who had reached the pinnacle of the human world, he naturally would not retreat. But when he later sensed the second unique aura on the Dragon Eye Plain, Tuoba was still full of fighting spirit, but also somewhat helpless. It turned out that it was a baffling misunderstanding. Hong Jingyan had for some reason angered the young King, so much so that the latter did not hesitate to travel thousands of li to the battlefield alone. Tuoba did not mind letting Hong Jingyan do the killing for him, but he was very curious as to why Hong Jingyan, a recognized martial genius, would suddenly show signs of breaking through the threshold of Celestial Being. Therefore, Tuoba was not in a hurry to act. In Tuoba's eyes, the battle with Hsu Fengnian could happen sooner or later. It could even be said that the later the better. When the three hundred thousand Cavalry of Beiliang were wiped out and the young man was in a desperate situation, he would be able to fight with all his might without any worries. Therefore, he would save Hong Jingyan, the leader of the Rouran Cavalry, who had always been known as the second Tuoba in the grasslands, for both public and private reasons. However, this did not prevent Tuoba from making this shrewd junior suffer a little.
Too many of Beimang's top experts had died in the past two years. The Fifth Raccoon of Bingbing Mountain, the Sword Qi of the Chess and Sword Music School, Huang Qing and the Bronze Man Grandmaster, Xiao Xiang of the Princess's Grave, etc. The Emperor, who had always regarded the jianghu as the maidservants of the imperial court, was deeply worried about this. After all, no matter how worthless the maidservants of a noble courtyard were, if too many of them died and there was no one to serve tea or clean up the courtyard, outsiders would eventually feel that it did not fit the image of a noble clan.
However, this was the limit. To the Emperor, the grandmasters of the jianghu were ultimately just carps in a pond and sparrows in a cage.
Tuoba slowed down his steps and slowly headed south. However, with each step, his physique grew taller and more majestic. The golden light that appeared on his arms became even more dazzling.
Looking at the jianghu of Beimang, the number of people he viewed as his opponent could be counted on one hand. However, the Chess and Sword Music School just happened to have two of them.
In this generation of the Chess and Sword Music School, two heroes had appeared. The famous poet Huang Baozhuang had become the white-clothed demon Luo Yang for some reason. In the end, she betrayed the grasslands and went south to the Central Plains of Liyang. It was rumored that she had been caught a glimpse of in Tai 'an City. During the battle between Hsu Fengnian, Cao Changqing, and Đồng Thái for the peak, she did not make a move. Originally, the poet Hong Jingyan was only ranked in the fourth class. However, even with the Taiping Magistrate as the Imperial Tutor of Beimang and the help of the Crown Prince's wife, Hangu, in the court, Hong Jingyan, who commanded the Rouran Cavalry, was still unable to defeat Dong Zhuo and missed the opportunity to become the Great King of the Southern Courtyard. During the battle of Hulukou, this person led his army to avoid the vanguard of Beiliang's heavy cavalry. He abandoned General Yang Yuanzan's main army and fled north alone. As a result, the Beiliang cavalry successfully formed a pincer attack from the north and south. This even caused this grandmaster's reputation to hit rock bottom on the grasslands. At the same time, he also lost the favor of that old woman. In the second expedition to the south, he was only able to assist the Imperial Tutor Murong Baoding as a deputy general.
Hong Jingyan retreated sixty miles away and did not retreat any further.
If he retreated any further, he would encounter Tuoba. Although Hong Jingyan had the intention of letting this Beimang's God of War make Hsu Fengnian retreat in the face of difficulties, forcing the young vassal king's state of mind to be covered in dust, if Hsu Fengnian really did not fear Tuoba and Hong Jingyan retreated to Tuoba's side to seek protection, then he would have shot himself in the foot. It was not easy for him to cross the threshold of Celestial Being and it was highly likely that he would be forced to withdraw from the mysterious realm of Celestial Being Perception. Moreover, when Hsu Fengnian faced Wang Xianzhi who rushed to Beiliang in the past, even though he knew that he was no match for him, he still chose to fight to the death and not retreat, using that old monster as a whetstone. In the end, his state of martial arts reached perfection. How could Hong Jingyan not hope to use Hsu Fengnian, who was said to be invincible in the world today, as a stepping stone?
Moreover, today he was no match for Hsu Fengnian, so he could retreat again. Tuoba's appearance in the Dragon Eye Plain was his biggest escape route. As long as he stabilized his state of Celestial Being, Hong Jingyan believed that there would be a day when he would be able to reach the level of the Four Great Grandmasters. Moreover, that day would definitely not come too late. At that time, he would first kill Hsu Fengnian and then kill the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái. He would then lead hundreds of thousands of Steel Cavalry under his command to break through Tai 'an City, cross the Guangling River, and stop his warhorses at the coast of the Southern Sea. There was nothing more satisfying in life than this!
After Hong Jingyan stopped, he calmly waited for Hsu Fengnian. Instead, his aura was like a rainbow.
This was the first time in the history of the Chess and Sword Music School that he was so eager to fight with his full strength against someone.
Just as Hong Jingyan's aura reached its peak, thunder once again exploded in his ears. This time, it was not Hsu Fengnian, but Tuoba, who seemed to have intended to watch for a moment. "Hong Jingyan! Retreat another 30 miles! "
Hong Jingyan lost his composure in that instant. His intuition told him that Bodhisattva Tuoba's admonition was not a threat and that he should retreat quickly. However, his rationality made this extremely arrogant grandmaster of martial arts feel that he could not retreat.
Suddenly, Tuoba, who was sprinting madly towards the south, let out an angry roar. "Idiot! The state of mind can be lost and then returned. Do you have two lives?! "
In Hong Jingyan's field of vision, a speck of light lit up, like a firefly flickering in the summer night sky several zhang away.
However, just as Hong Jingyan discovered that the firefly had suddenly turned into the radiance of the moon, it was already too late to dodge.
It was actually Hsu Fengnian's spear that had arrived before his body. The spear was thrown out, like a white rainbow piercing through the yellow sand of the desert.
This simple spear was so swift and violent that it far exceeded Hong Jingyan's imagination. As a result, Hong Jingyan's mind spun rapidly, making all kinds of calculations. In the end, he sadly realized that other than taking the blow head-on, there was no other way.
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