v5 Chapter 21： remember

Li Yan didn't look at He Jingcheng. His goal was to build a thousand soldiers.

He certainly understands how powerful a thousand soldiers are when they form a battlefield. That is simply not a thousand superhuman realities that can be simply compared.

Although he has not played against Dao Bing, he has common sense.

But his sword still fell straight.

Every battle line has a general. If you can kill an enemy general, the power of the battle line will be greatly reduced.

It is not difficult to find the master of a thousand soldiers, at least for a battlefield host like Li Wei.

He spotted the armored weapon intact, but the breath affected the monks in the whole battle.

As soon as he thought about it, Tianjian flew out of his body, and with the cover of Qingbai Jianqi, he went straight to the Daobing master at a speed that could not be captured!

The mask that can defend against the full blow of True Wonderland in the face of Tian Jian is virtually empty, and it does not play a delayed role at all.

The sky sword passed through the mask, as if nothing was in front of it.

The heavenly sword is a gift from heaven, and it contains the principle of the road. Even if the mask of the road soldier is even more powerful, facing the law of the road, it is flawed. Even if Li Zhi can't see this flaw, for Tian Jian, it is not difficult to find a gap and break in.

The sky sword in the secret realm should have been obtained by Master Feihong. According to her strength of the day, she instinctively defeated Li Wei and seized this weapon.

But she did not do so.

The sky sword that even the Buddha's realm is stubborn, even if Li Zhi is not in a good state to show his power, but its essence is different.

A slight rumor didn't reach Li Xuan's ears, but Li Xuan felt the Qi Jian's chance to pass the monk's heart.

The body of the Taoist general suddenly turned into a blood mist and exploded, without flesh and bones!

Suddenly, the momentum of the Dao Bing suddenly dropped to a freezing point, and the strength was much weaker.

At the same time, the sword power containing the power of Emperor Tao, the power of Yinyang Avenue, and the power of the people in Xianyuan was cut into the mask of Tao soldiers!

This is the first time that Li Zhi has put the people in the fairy garden into luck.

There are millions of people in Pinglu who provide him with power, and there are also 700,000, 800,000. What kind of power is this?

Like cutting foam, Jianqi shredded the mask and cut it into the middle of the Daoist battle formation!

In the extreme light, hundreds of bodies were instantly annihilated, like wood fires burned by flames, and turned into grains of dust, which disappeared like smoke in the bursting aura wind. Their screaming faces and struggling limbs before death seemed like a momentary freeze, but they were gone in a blink of an eye.

The sword gas cut into the ground, the ground shook suddenly, and the aura bounced to the bottom, forming a rapid overflow tide on both sides, shaped like sails and sails, straight up dozens of feet.

Hundreds of Taoist soldiers flew up with mud and stones in the surge of aura like a sail that was impacted by sword gas. Some people flew with broken hands, some had their robes broken, and some had spit blood.

In the end, these soldiers dropped all over the place like dumplings and fell heavily on the ground. Some people's bodies also bounced off the ground several times.

The dust gradually dissipated, and when they could barely look at the objects, everyone saw in horror that a huge horrible sword cricket appeared on the ground, deep over the trench, reaching a hundred feet long!

Not only the Xuanwu army monks such as Zhu Wen, He Jingcheng, Zhang Zhongsheng, etc., but also not only Qingzhou Chengtou, Cui Keli, etc., and the two army generals present at the scene more than 100,000, all witnessed this powerful sword with their own eyes, Witnessed this rare occasion.

The Xuanwu army generals who rushed to the bottom of Qingzhou City were even forced to stop siege.

In their gazing eyes, the smoke spread out, and a black robe with a sword standing upright stood at the top of the Qingzhou city tower, overlooking all directions.

It is difficult for everyone to describe each other's character.

This is not like a king in the world.

Because he is king!

Not only the king of Pinglu, but also the king of Datang!

...

He Jingcheng's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't help but take three steps back and startled, "How can this be?"

No one answered his question, and no one could answer.

Zhu Wen stared blankly at the figure on the top of the city tower, and then reluctantly regained his thoughts, whispering: "Is King An ... already strong to this point?"

At that time, he was still a general under His Majesty Huang Chao, and he fought in Li Zhou with Deng Zhou unexpectedly. But at that time, Li Min was just a cultivation practice period, and there was not much difference with him.

Although Zhu Wen is a reckless husband, he is arrogant and a hero of the world. He doesn't put a few people in his eyes. He must be able to achieve great achievements in troubled times.

Over the years, he has been working hard to catch up, to catch up with Li Yan, trying to outdo each other.

Li Huan is a mountain lying in front of him. The distance between him and this mountain is his distance from the world. Without going over the mountain, it would be difficult for him to really do anything.

He had thought he could catch up, but when Li Xie sent troops to Hedong, he effortlessly captured Weilong, the powerful Wei Bo, and conquered Zhaoyi, and he lost this confidence.

Fortunately, monk Xianting found him, which gave Zhu Wen a renewed desire to compete with Li Yan. No matter how strong Li Yan is, he can't be better than the fairy, right? So he endured the disgust to Monk Xianting and began to cooperate with each other.

The first battle was to attack Lu.

Zhu Wen knew very well that Li Yan was like his nightmare, a nightmare that he couldn't help solving before he went to the world. Therefore, in this battle, he did his best, without any reservation.

I thought that with the help of Brother Xianting, this battle would be a success. But who would have thought that it hadn't been long before that, Li Ye not only had the ability to kill the immortals, but even He Jing's highly regarded Taoist soldiers were defeated by his sword!

Can't even Xianting deal with Li Yan?

Zhu Wen was bitter.

He still relies on the power of the fairy ...

The gap between the two has not been made up by time, but has grown larger with the passage of time.

Zhu Wen felt discouraged.

Zhang Zhongsheng clenched his sleeves and clenched his teeth to restrain the body from trembling.

He stared motionlessly at the heroic hair on the city tower, as if the whole river and mountains were under the shadow of his robe, and his heart surged.

He has never seen King An before.

When lobbying Cui Keli in Qingzhou City that day, although Zhang Zhongsheng finally gave up persuasion, it was his life choice to respect his classmates, not because he was persuaded by the other party.

The reason why he was not persuaded was nothing else, just because he felt that Li Zhi was not worthy of Cui Keli's talent.

As a fellow sibling, Zhang Zhongsheng is very aware of Cui Keli's talents, and it is too much for him to let the other party manage the land of a town and five states. And Li Zhi is destined to perish, how can Cui Keli show his best and exert his ambitions?

What Confucian scholars demanded in his life was nothing more than six words of meritorious deeds, and meritorious deeds came first. It is the primary pursuit of Confucian scholars to learn from the best, and to be good for the people. It is the dream of every Confucian scholar to work hard for the state community and to contribute to the elders of Jiangshan.

But now, seeing Wang An himself, seeing this shocking sword, watching his manners and style, Zhang Zhongsheng woke up like a dream.

There was nothing wrong with Choi Kelly's choice!

Zhang Zhongsheng confessed that if he was in Pinglu and faced with such a magnificent leader, it would be difficult to reject the other party's invitation.

Zhang Zhongsheng remembered Cui Keli's words that day: "I, Cui Keli has chosen his own master. Whether he succeeds or fails, I will follow for life. He succeeds, I govern the world; if he fails, I govern Pinglu Wuzhou He died, and I am buried with him in this land where we shed blood and tears! "

He didn't quite understand the sentence that day, and now he understands it.

It ’s nothing to regret to follow such people, even if they are defeated and killed? Even if the light emitted by Zeng Jin is as if the meteor flickers, it disappears in a blink of an eye, but after all, it illuminated the sky and was seen by people all over the world. So, even if it really dies, there is nothing unacceptable?

Zhang Zhongsheng clenched his fist unconsciously.

Suddenly he was envious of Cui Keli.

In troubled times, good birds choose wood for habitation. However, there are countless heroes in the world, but there are only a handful of real masters, and even there are only one or two.

Even if he followed the Confucianism to assist another prince who had a great chance of doing things, made a contribution, even made a name, but did the other person have such a magnificent attitude as An Wang, which made him willing to surrender.

If not, I'm afraid it's a pity, right?

After all, Confucian scholars can only live this lifetime.

Born in troubled times and devoted to the world, should I choose the monarch who is likely to accomplish the most, or the Mingzhu who best fits his own mind?

Is chasing after the fame, or following my own heart?

This is an option.

Everyone faces choices in troubled times.

There are always many choices in life.

Facing such a choice, Zhang Zhongsheng has no answer.

When he was studying, he browsed through the books. Zeng Jin read that many failed wise masters still have a group of loyal soldiers by their side when they are defeated. When the enemy strikes, they would rather die with the master than surrender and embrace the tentacles within their reach. Power and wealth.

Whenever this time, Zhang Zhongsheng never understood those people's choices.

Isn't it alive to live?

Shouldn't it be true to live up to your ambitions and live up to your talents?

Now he understands something.

Zhang Zhongsheng, who is among the 72 Confucianists, has learned a lot and grown up in this battle.

...

Holding the emperor sword, Li Yan directed forward to the Xuanwu Army. The tone was gentle but extremely powerful: "Pinglu Army listened to the order of the King of Solitude: the three armies attacked together, and they will fight against the enemies!"

A shouting tsunami-like shout broke out in the head of Qingzhou, killing the soldiers in a systematic way, and launched a final battle against the Xuanwu Army in front of the city.

General Pinglu's morale was boosted after he saw Li Jiyi's sword breaking the Xianting Tao soldiers. That was the team that Shangguan Qingcheng led the most elite Spikes that could not be defeated, and even Li Jian did not take a sword.

The strength of Li Yan gave Ping Lu the most effective cardiotonic agent.

Seeing the return of King An and coming to the front again, Ping Lujun went up to the general and down to the soldiers, and he fought with all his heart. For a time, he was as fierce as a tiger, with a sharp offensive, like crazy.

The Xuanwu Army may not be able to stop the Ping Lu Army, but at this moment there is obviously no fighting spirit. Many people are already very afraid of Li Xun. At this moment, when they see the Ping Lu Army killed, they are frightened and panicked, and some people even turn around and run.

Zhang Zhongsheng looked up and saw countless Ping Lu generals scrambling to kill from the walls and gates at the foot of Li Jun, he couldn't help shaking his mind.

In front of the tower, Cui Keli's figure stood like a javelin, standing upright. To Zhang Zhongsheng at this moment, the figure was extraordinarily tall and magnificent.

Let all Confucian scholars with great ambitions can't help the envy of the magnificent shore.

Zhang Zhongsheng couldn't help thinking: If you were standing there, what would you feel at the moment?

He finally took a deep look at Li Yan, remembering the An Wang standing on the top of the tower, and turned away without turning back.

Reading thousands of books is worse than walking thousands of miles. This trip to Pinglu made Zhang Zhongsheng's life a big step forward.