Chapter 359

After leaving the city master's residence, Tang Lichuan hired a "convertible" carriage in the city. Even the carriage and coachman spent only ten spirit stones. In his opinion, it was too cheap.

The carriage walked slowly and slowly on the avenue leading to Tianxing City, the main city of ningwang's residence. Tang Lichuan put his hands on his head and lay in a chair covered with blankets. His eyes were closed, but countless pictures of martial arts moves flashed in his mind.

It turned out that after he learned the general sword technique in an instant, he speculated that the mysterious water drop must have changed, which made it easier for him to understand his martial arts.

When he thought about it, he recalled all the martial arts he had observed in Jinghu. Although those martial arts were mainly yellow, his cultivation could not improve much, but he wanted to learn some skills.

When he found the unique momentum of the general sword technique, he felt that he had made a mistake. He underestimated the wonder of low-level martial arts.

No matter what kind of masters they are, they start to cultivate from low-level martial arts and finally become masters step by step. Although low-level martial arts have various shortcomings, they are not good for nothing. They despise low-level martial arts after learning Xuan level martial arts. This is the most stupid arrogance.

The martial arts collected by xuanlongzong Jinghu are as vast as the ocean. Even if they have been swept once, the powerful perception brought by the mysterious water drop has recorded many complete martial arts virtually.

Thinking that it would take some time to go to the main city, Tang Lichuan took this opportunity to do simulation exercises in his mind while cultivating his spirit.

At this time, if an expert perceives Tang Lichuan's breath, he can find that although his breath has not been accidentally released, his whole body exudes a fierce and invisible momentum, sometimes like a knife and sometimes like a sword, which is the breath from his unconscious practice of martial arts in his mind.

The spiritual world specializes in martial arts. Although Tang Lichuan has not been directly improved, his response to martial arts moves has been significantly improved.

He benefited a lot from some research. When he was continuing to enjoy the pleasure of studying martial arts, suddenly "bang bang" came from the left and right sides of the carriage.

Tang Lichuan suddenly opened his eyes and heard a click. The gorgeous wooden carriage suddenly fell apart and burst, with flying sawdust all over the sky.

The sudden change frightened the pulled horse, screamed in panic, and the front hoofs slipped. The horse fell heavily into the ground and its neck was broken immediately.

The whole carriage turned into a pile of waste materials in an instant, and the rolling smoke and flying sawdust covered everyone's sight.

The next second, a figure appeared in the smoke, and Tang Lichuan rushed out unharmed, holding the scared coachman in his hand.

"Thank you, childe, for saving me..." the coachman was so frightened that he couldn't even say anything.

"Don't thank me. It has nothing to do with you. You go first."

Tang Lichuan put the coachman on the ground. After giving a deep command, he turned and looked behind him. He saw that the dust was billowing on the road, hundreds of horses were mighty, and the flag carried by the team was written with the word "Zhou".

In front of the team, two masked Knights held an iron chain in their hands, and the other end was hooked on the carriage like a claw. It was this thing that collapsed Tang Lichuan's carriage in an instant.

Seeing this battle, even if the coachman was stupid, he knew he couldn't be involved in it. If he stayed, he would die. He forcibly waved his trembling limbs and crawled away with both hands and feet.

There was no other pedestrian on the avenue for a while, only Tang Lichuan looked at Zhou Yong and his party from a distance.

"I've spared you a dog's life in the city Lord's residence. You don't know how to cherish it. There's no option to beg for mercy this time."

Tang Lichuan moved his hands, his knuckles crackled, looked frivolously at Zhou Yong sitting in the luxury carriage, and made no secret of his intention to kill.

"Hum, you fool who can't see the situation clearly. I'll see how tough you are later! Come on, give it to me!"

Zhou Yong's face was painted with colorful potions. He looked like a circus clown. As soon as he spoke, he aroused the injury on his face and made him drink more angrily.

The two front masked knights were closest to Tang Lichuan. They saw that they had lost the hook lock of the damaged carriage, took out brand-new iron chains from the treasure bag, threw them at each other, and one of them held one end. The distance between the two sides was about more than ten meters, forming a clamping force against Tang Lichuan from two directions.

The two men's crotch war horses are not ordinary, and their speed is far faster than that of ordinary soldiers. In terms of speed, they are faster than those who have trained the yellow body method and martial arts skills.

The two of them had rushed to Tang Lichuan in an instant. They roared at the same time and broke the iron chain straight in their hands, clattering all over Tang Lichuan.

The iron chain was entangled. The next development should be that Tang Lichuan was dragged on the ground by them, but Tang Lichuan didn't even shake his steps. He just shook his shoulders and dragged the two riders off the sprint horse.

In the blink of an eye, they saw that their legs had left the horse's back, and they still held the iron chain tightly in their hands, just like a drowning man holding a life-saving straw in the torrent. Their bodies were stretched straight in the air, and then they collided with each other in the air with great inertia.

When they landed, they couldn't grasp the chain with their hands. They all just covered their faces and rolled on the ground. It was a big hit. All the front teeth in their mouth were loose, and their heads were almost dizzy like concussion.

Tang Lichuan didn't even look back. He knew that the two people were not even appetizers. The good play was still ahead.

The two men were only the first wave of attack. They delayed a moment, and the 400 soldiers had rushed to the front on fast horses.

The man in front was a centurion, holding a sharp spear. With the help of the impact of the war horse, he stabbed Tang Lichuan with the spear.

Tang Lichuan's eyes were cold and his hands moved. They passed by wrong. The centurion ejected obliquely from his horse on the spot, and his long gun had fallen into Tang Lichuan's hands.

"Kill!"

Zhou Yong's soldiers were murderous and came one after another. In front of Tang Lichuan, they only saw a wall composed of cavalry.

"Come on!"

He was used to the long gun. The long gun, which had just been softened, suddenly stretched straight like an iron rod. Holding the gun in one hand, Tang Lichuan roared, and Tang Lichuan opposed the cavalry.

With a long gun in his hand, he penetrated the crowd like a yellow dragon. The momentum was like a rainbow. No cavalry could eat his blow. The person who was recruited turned upside down on the spot, the war horse fell into the loess, and the person was directly smashed and flew out by him.

Zhou Yong, who watched the war in the carriage in the distance, only saw that his subordinates surrounded Tang Lichuan, but he didn't have the upper hand at all. He was constantly smashed by Tang Lichuan from the encirclement. In just a few breaths, Tang Lichuan killed a pair of people in the crowd.

When they rushed out of the siege with blood stained long guns, only half of the more than 400 knights were still sitting on horses. It was not the strength of these half, but their companions lined up in front of them to fight with Tang Lichuan. The end was to be immortal and disabled.

"Child Zhou Yong, these miscellaneous fish alone can't help me. Let the experts around you come down!"

The long gun in his hand shook and was full of energy, like a meteor shooting at Zhou Yong watching the war on the carriage.

Before the long gun arrived, Zhou Yong's legs softened just because of his momentum. Seeing that the long gun was shooting at him without blinking, Zhou Yong fell into the carriage and shouted, "stop, stop!"

Zhou Yong had no courage and scared the shit, but the long gun was unreasonably blocked three feet away from him. It seemed that he hit a transparent wall and couldn't move forward any more. Then, in addition to the bending and deformation of the fine iron gun head, the wooden gun body directly burst into wood slag!

"It's a decent strength to smash the gun with momentum alone."

Tang Lichuan stared at the four strange men with extraordinary momentum around Zhou Yong, revealing a smile full of war.