No one thought that the sun was still in the sky during the day, but at night it was full of dark clouds, rolling thunder shook the sky, and lightning shuttled like electric dragons in the dark night. The air was suddenly filled with a depressing aura, and Jinyang City seemed to be shrouded in these hideous electric dragons.

Looking at the dark night sky, Zhao Kuangyin was in his tent, and beside him was still the Mr. Feng who had never shown up. The candles in the tent flickered and swayed, and the night breeze blew in through the cracks in the tent, and a strange atmosphere appeared in the tent.

"Lord, I'm afraid there will be a heavy rain in this weather tonight, but this Jinyang City is difficult to capture, so it's really not good to drag on like this." Mr. Feng, who was dressed in a bookish atmosphere, said solemnly to Zhao Kuangyin, the gray cloth robe was hunting and undulating with the swaying of the candle flame, and the image of a generation of military advisors with hidden names and hidden merits came into being.

"I don't know what the general does, but this Jinyang City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and today you have also seen that my Great Zhou army lost troops and lost generals, although it did not affect morale, but in the long run, it will inevitably have a great impact on my Great Zhou, and the consequences are unimaginable. I don't know what Feng Xianke's clever plan is. Zhao Kuangyin's face was also extremely dignified, and he also had a headache for this difficult Jinyang City, but there was nothing he could do.

"It's not that there is no plan, it's just whether the Lord is willing to give it up." Mr. Nafeng's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he waved the shrouded robe on his body and said slowly to Zhao Kuangyin. There was a sly glint in his eyes, but it was hard to guess what was in his mind from the expression that he had spoken.

"Oh, Mr. Feng has any plan, you might as well talk about it, that Tianjing Guan's big victory also lost to Mr. 's clever plan. But this Jinyang City is not Tianjingguan, if Mr. really has a clever plan, he might as well say it, and when he captures Jinyang City, he will be able to guarantee that he will ask the eldest brother for the first class credit for you. When Zhao Kuangyin heard this, his face suddenly showed a look of joy, and he hurriedly said to Mr. Nafeng.

"Lord, if you want to capture this Jinyang City, you can only make an idea from this Jinyang City. The third brother of the lord, Major General Ling, should still be in Jinyang City, as long as he contacts Major General Ling, this matter will definitely be solved. But General Ling Shao is also bound to take huge risks, if he succeeds best, if he fails, he will definitely die. Therefore, the subordinates have said whether the Lord is willing to give up. Mr. Nafeng's eyes showed a strange light, but his face looked at Zhao Kuangyin and said.

"No, taking the life of the third brother to gamble on a Jinyang City would not have been able to do it." When Zhao Kuangyin heard this, he immediately denied this strategy, and his face became a little excited. As soon as he heard what Mr. Feng said, he directly vetoed it, which was a subconscious move.

"Lord, although this plan is extremely dangerous, the lord should not forget that Young General Ling also has an identity, that is, the son of Ling Duozhi, the guard general at the border of Baishui City. There should be no one in this Jinyang City who knows the relationship between General Ling Shao and the Lord and His Majesty, if he uses this identity to open the city gate, then wouldn't it be much more convenient. Mr. Na Feng did not show any surprise on his face because of Zhao Kuangyin's opposition, as if all this was expected by him.

"It doesn't work like this, wouldn't this trap my third brother in disloyalty, filial piety, and injustice. My third brother is righteous and heroic, and he must not bear such a charge. Even if he succeeds, he will feel guilty in his heart, and his life will be spent in guilt, and we will not harm him. When Zhao Kuangyin heard this, his face like red dates became even more red, and he immediately denied it.

"Lord, at this time and that time, that Young General Ling has already become a member of my Great Zhou. Although not many people in Jinyang City know about his identity, his relationship with Da Zhou will be exposed sooner or later. All this is the will of heaven, and besides, the emperor in Jinyang City is just a fake emperor, and my Great Zhou should be the will of heaven. Have you forgotten the agreement between you and that Yan Gongzi, all this is for you. ”

Zhao Kuangyin's face finally changed a little, and when he heard the name of the Yan Gongzi from Mr. Feng's mouth, his body couldn't help but tremble. And his eyes showed a complicated gaze, he looked at Mr. Wangfeng, silent for a long time, he didn't answer, not that he didn't want to answer, but he didn't know how to answer. Thinking of the white-clothed jade-like young man, a chill inexplicably appeared in his heart. He didn't know why the young man knew so much, and the young man in white was even more mysterious than he expected.

Ling Tianyun walked down the street with a saber in his hand, a hint of haggard on his face as he was physically and mentally exhausted. But those star-like eyes were still shining with wisps of essence, and he swept around from time to time, and the entire Jinyang City was shrouded in darkness, and from time to time there were lightning flashes from the sky, and then disappeared on the other side of the sky in an instant. But he was not in the mood to enjoy this strange natural landscape, his heart was heavy.

He remembered that Bai Conghui had left, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and looked at Ling Tianyun. That Bai Conghui seemed to have discovered Ling Tianyun's existence, and he also knew that Ling Tianyun had saved Chai Rong, but he didn't make any moves, but his eyes were unusually cold, like an ice dragon that had been frozen for thousands of years. He knew that Bai Conghui would definitely wait for him somewhere, just like he was looking for the other party.

"Click, click", after the thunder of lightning, raindrops the size of beans fell from above the night sky, first with a few drops, and then the raindrops became dense. The bean-sized raindrops mixed with the bead-sized raindrops came from the sky and hit Ling Tianyun's armor, making a crisp sound.

The rain-beaten long street, the raindrops with endless chill fell on Ling Tianyun's face, beating his face to the point of pain. On the long street, except for the sound of his heavy footsteps and the sound of rain hitting the eaves of the house, a cold atmosphere arose, and several white vapors surged up.

The not-so-bright armor had long since lost its original luster, a worn-out piece of armor that wore it as if it had put a shackle on his body. However, Ling Tianyun didn't take off this shabby armor, and the strength of the knife in his hand couldn't help but increase.

The rain hit the tiled eaves like a burst of music, and soon the street surface merged into a stream, and the trickle of rain went down the street to the gutters on both sides. The sound of the rushing rain, the sound of crackling footsteps, and the sound of a pounding heartbeat in this dark night, all of these clearly entered Ling Tianyun's ears. The sound of footsteps was the sound of his own slow walking, but this rapid heartbeat didn't know why it was so compact, Ling Tianyun knew that there was a faint killing intent in this rain curtain that locked on him.

The impermeable rain curtain weaves a suffocating net, and the long street stretches forward like a yellow spring road. Ling Tianyun, whose whole body was tense, only felt that his eyes were completely lost by the rain curtain, and only a blazing light shot out from the bottom of his eyes, hidden in this lacquered night rain.

I don't know if it's rain or sweat running down his forehead, I don't know if it's because the killing intent hidden in the shadows is too strong or if his whole body is too tight, causing his steps to become heavier. I don't know if the rain was too dense or the night was too thick, and there was not even a single light in the four places, only the rain reflected the faint light of the night to make the hazy shadow of the long street.

The Mahayana True Qi in his body trickled through, and he slowly adjusted his mind to the most ethereal state. The essence, qi, and spirit slowly condensed, his body and mind adjusted to the best state, and everything around him was also clearly captured by him, even the instantaneous separation of the night rain drops was also seen by him carefully, and the majestic true qi in the dantian reached the limit, and was about to break through to a new critical point. He knew that if that new critical point was breached, his martial arts cultivation realm would reach a higher level.

"Whoa", his heavy footsteps stepped on a stagnant water, and the splash of water merged with the raindrops close to the ground, like exploding rainflowers, splashing in all directions. I don't know if the ground was too slippery by the rain or if there was a stone on the ground that he stepped on, Ling Tianyun's body suddenly leaned slightly.

And at this moment, a tearing sound shot out of the rain curtain, but it was a long arrow as black as a ghost. The arrow tore a hole in the night rain, and the high-speed rotation of the arrow body melted the raindrops around it into wisps of white mist, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Ling Tianyun's pupils, whose body was slightly slanted, shrank slightly, and he saw the long arrow spinning at high speed, that long arrow was like an arrow shot by the god of death, rolling up the wanton and hideous death intent with an extremely crazy killing intent, shooting out in this rain curtain, and the arrow body that was spinning at high speed was not at all resisted by this big raindrop.

"Hiss", that ghostly Death Arrow shot directly at Ling Tianyun's throat, this kind of arrow method was something Ling Tianyun had never seen before. He had never seen a long arrow that could spin, what kind of arm strength and internal force it required to achieve this, there were very few people who could have such archery skills, even so, Ling Tianyun still said who had such wonderful archery skills.

But after passing through the Jinyang City Wall, Ling Tianyun knew that this arrow was shot by Bai Conghui, and it could hit the target accurately from a distance of hundreds of zhang, no matter who else in the world could do it. What is this Bai Conghui's martial cultivation strength is ordinary, such information Ling Tianyun has long suspected it.

With a sound of "Zheng", Ling Tianyun's slightly leaning body suddenly shook, the cold light in his hand flashed, and the Xingze Treasure Knife suddenly appeared in his hand. I saw a sword light like a flower cut horizontally in this rain curtain, and the rain that fell one after another was frozen in the simple treasure knife, as if this rain curtain was split in half by the knife.

"Wow ••••••••••", the energy of the sword light collided with the energy of the long arrow, making a sharp and piercing sound. Suddenly, I saw two distinct energies stirring open, melting the rain that was pouring down, and the curtain made by the rain in the sky turned into a faint white mist, which disappeared without a trace as soon as the night wind blew it. It's just that Ling Tianyun knew that this faint white mist did not disappear, but turned into a Dao Dao Powerful Blade that shot into the wall of the house beside him.

"Bell", the arrows that flew and spun and shot finally collided with the blade, and there were no sparks flying, but after the crisp collision, the rain curtain that was split in half was connected again. The raindrops that fluttered one after another seemed to have found their relatives, and once again connected into a dense net, enveloping the majestic figure.

Ling Tianyun only felt a shock in his hand, and a powerful counterattack knocked the treasure knife towards his body, he couldn't help but froze his face, and a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, and the true qi in his body increased violently. The blade steadied, and the spinning arrow lost power and fell to the ground.

The rain under his feet washed away the longer than ordinary arrows, and a strong fluctuation of true qi could be felt from the arrow. There was a terrifying aura in that dark luster, and from this arrow, Ling Tianyun felt a lot of information. The secret Bai Conghui was more powerful than he imagined, more weird, and of course more cunning. After this one, everything was restored as if the arrow had never appeared.