Chapter 133: Ah Qi of Yulin Temple
The figure covered in blood was quickly obscured by the heavy snow, but the innate masters of the Ghost King Gate all knew who the figure who grabbed the head was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seventeen Taibao!
Maybe in normal times, Xu Yan, the seventeenth Taibao, gives people the feeling of being kind and honest, but after all, he has revealed the innate true qi of the four veins, a congenital martial artist of the four veins, no matter how honest and kind, if he really wants to work hard, it is also a terrifying existence.
At least the congenital below the three veins, no one is an opponent.
For the first time, the masters of the Ghost King Gate saw the power of the Seventeenth Taibao's all-out attack, and Xu Yan's fight was not only amazing, but also terrifying.
The enemy is not an ordinary person, but a fierce barbarian iron horseman, who can be the first to lead the charge, and can also kill the leader of this cavalry, just this courage, it is not ordinary people can have.
The vague figure covered by the heavy snow didn't look strong, but everyone, including Zhuo Shaoyu, felt extremely shocked.
It's not that Xu Yan shows great strength, but his crazy appearance.
Could it be that he has a deep hatred with the barbarians?
Many people from the Ghost King Sect had this kind of doubt in their hearts, but they were soon awakened by Zhuo Shaoyu's order.
"Out of town!"
Zhuo Shaoyu was so hateful that his teeth itched, he didn't look at Xu Yan much, and rushed out of the city with the only remaining more than 100 subordinates, and the scattered war horses around him were also collected by the people of the Ghost King Gate.
The barbarians who appeared in Changyi City would definitely not have only one team of men and horses, if they walked on foot, they would encounter hundreds of iron horsemen, and the Ghost King Gate would have to be wiped out.
This time in a sudden encounter, the Ghost King Gate did win, but the victory was very miserable, more than 300 innate warriors died in Changyi City, and five Taibao also slept here, and the Ghost King Gate could be described as a heavy casualty this time.
Killing some ordinary disciples is nothing, and dying more than three hundred innate martial artists is definitely a huge loss for the Ghost King Sect.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Zhuo Shaoyu rushed to the direction of the city gate first, originally he wanted to be angry with Xu Yan, but he was more desperate than others, and he also beheaded a leader of the barbarians, which made Zhuo Shaoyu helpless, he couldn't say anything, let alone scold, and he didn't believe that Xu Yan really wanted to pull the eighteenth Taibao to die.
Did you drag others to death, and you rushed the fastest?
After finding a war horse, Xu Yan left Changyi City with the people of the Ghost King Gate, the human head was always caught in his hand, and there was heavy snow all around, and he couldn't see the distance clearly, and naturally no one could see the coldness in his eyes.
Outside the city, Xu Yan restrained his war horse and looked back at the burning city.
The heavy snow in the sky could not cover the smoke rising into the sky, and the sky above Changyi City seemed to be reflected red by the firelight, and the people and even the warriors who lived in this town would probably all become corpses by tomorrow.
"Is this the troubled times......"
Whispering softly, Xu Yan's delicate eyebrows were always tightly frowned, he was just an innate martial artist, he couldn't stop that group of murderous barbarians, in the face of this kind of human catastrophe, he was even more powerless, but he found the source of this war.
"Ah Qi...... Yulin Temple!"
In a low cold voice, Xu Yan whipped off the war horse fiercely, and the war horse that sat down sighed and cried, and then galloped away, following the people and horses of the Ghost King Gate away from the war-torn Changyi City.
The reason why he took the head of the barbarian leader was because Xu Yan had found a better way to make the Eighteen Taibao and the barbarians die together.
The head of the barbarian leader looked hideous and terrifying, his eyes bulged out of his sockets, and the black lines on his face were mixed with bloodstains, like a demon, even if it was a head, it looked very scary, but this head, Xu Yan had seen it once not long ago.
If you erase the black lines on the face of the barbarian head, this face is the tall monk who bumped into Yang Yi with firewood in Yulin Temple at that time, Ah Qi!
Xu Yan has the ability to never forget, Ah Qi, who he only saw not long ago, even if his face was painted like a ghost, others couldn't recognize it, Xu Yan recognized it at a glance.
Ever since he saw Ah Qi, a monk from Yulin Temple, appear in Changyi City, especially when he saw the strange totem spreading out of the black lines on the other party's face, Xu Yan had concluded one thing.
The abbot of Yulin Temple, Wuzhi Monk, must have a deep connection with the barbarians.
Because the head and face of Wuzhi also have that mysterious totem imprint, but others can't see it.
Ah Qi, who followed behind the unwise monk, since he was a barbarian leader, it was conceivable that the identity of the unwise old monk must not be low among the barbarians, so that even if Xu Yan found the biggest barbarian spy lurking in the depths of Qi Kingdom, and this barbarian spy might be able to achieve Xu Yan's wish.
Pit all the Taibao of the Ghost King Gate!
Galloping all the way, the remaining masters of the Ghost King Gate completely stayed away from Changyi City, Zhuo Shaoyu muttered on the road for a long time, and finally made a decision to lead the team to Changyi Ridge.
The army of Qi in ambush in Changyi Ridge is still waiting stupidly to besiege and kill the barbarians, and the people have already rounded into Changyi City to burn and plunder, if the news is not notified to the army as soon as possible, after Changyi City is slaughtered, the group of barbarians will inevitably flee without a trace, and the next one to suffer will not know which town it is.
The mobility of the cavalry is too strong, especially the barbarian cavalry, Zhuo Shaoyu is not stupid, he knows the seriousness of this incident, and when the news reaches the imperial city of Qi, the emperor will definitely be furious.
Daqi, who has millions of soldiers, was slaughtered by someone in this way, and the royal face is not left at all.
In less than half a day's effort, the Taibao finally arrived at Changyi Ridge, and the border army generals who still planned to encircle the enemy heard that Changyi City had been slaughtered, and their faces turned blue with fright, and they couldn't help but say that they had some troops to go out to fight, and tens of thousands of troops rushed straight to the direction of Changyi City.
Under this battle, not only did more than 300 congenital masters die, but the remaining 100 people were basically injured, Zhuo Shaoyu issued an order to evacuate, and rushed back to the general rudder of Guiwangmen with his subordinates and Taibao.
On the way, no one spoke to the Taibao who gradually regained their calm, losing so many innate masters at one time, the door master would definitely be furious after going back, as long as he thought about Zhuo Tianying's angry appearance, except for Zhuo Shaoyu, even the second Taibao Yang Ge felt that his scalp was numb.
Xu Yan followed behind the Taibao, the head of the barbarian had been frozen hard, no longer bleeding, and was hung on the saddle by him, with the rush of the war horse, the head also rose and fell, and the innate masters next to him turned pale one by one.
People who seized the spoils of war said to take some swords, and the most inconvenient to turn over some valuable things, this one is good, with a human head, like a treasure, the hard human head is constantly pounding on the saddle, making a dangdang crisp sound.
"Old Seventeen, what are you doing with the barbarian's head, throw it away as soon as possible. ā
Yang Ge was impatient to hear the sound of human heads hitting the saddle, and said with a calm face.
"You can't throw it, second brother, although I've only met it twice, it's an acquaintance, isn't it, the head of an acquaintance, I have to find a place to bury it. ā
Xu Yan grinned, after he said this, all the Taibao were stunned.