Building The Ultimate Fantasy
Chapter 6 Guru is a maidservant
Under the North Luocheng.
The sound of horseshoes thundered.
Stepping on the smoke and dust, Lu Changkong was wearing armor, holding a long halberd, his eyes were like electricity, and the horse's bristles flew between them, and Feng Shi rushed to the front of the horse, Feng Shi.
Boom Boom Boom!
Above the watchtower.
A shirtless man began to shake the drumsticks, the drum surface vibrated, and a trembling heartbeat sounded as a drum war.
Feng Shi's eyes narrowed, and he felt a sharp momentum paving the way, and the yellow sand on the ground seemed to be blown away.
"Lu Changkong... Grandmaster Warrior!"
Feng Shi whispered in a low voice, and the next moment, he laughed, and his voice exploded like thunder.
The black horses wrapped in armor sizzled under the horse's belly.
Fearless, he rushed out like a thunder.
The landscape on the ground flew away on both sides.
Feng Shi's eyes showed a bloodthirsty excitement, and the big knife held in his hand.
From south to north, two figures riding galloping horses continuously.
Although Lu Changkong's body is burly, it is much worse than Feng Shi. Feng Shi is a first-rate martial arts man who specializes in external exercises.
The practice of Lu Changkong is the technique of internal blood removal.
The two were approaching like a wind.
Lu Changkong's body fell slightly on the horseback, and his halberd swept out.
The green tendons on the arms bulged like a dragon.
Feng Shi burst into roar.
In the sound of a war drum that vibrated and throbbed with blood.
Lu Changkong's halberd collided with Feng Shi's sword!
Mars splattered, and the sound of gold and iron was blasting.
Feng Shi is born with divine power and is extremely brave.
After colliding with Lu Changkong, he actually suppressed the opponent in strength.
Although he is not a guru, he is actually no different from a guru.
Lu Changkong was cold, and his eyes were murderous, looking at Feng Shi, it was like looking at a dead person.
The halberd suddenly turned around and suddenly exerted force after unloading. Lu Changkong's helmets were all blown away by the burst of blood gas.
Tear!
The halberd pressed the long knife and swept across the body.
Feng Shi was shocked and gave up the sword in his hand.
Lu Changkong snorted coldly, threw out his halberd, and pierced Feng Shi's sword on the ground.
After that, he punched out.
Feng Shi roared, raised his huge fist, and made a head-on collision with Lu Changkong's fist.
however……
Lu Changkong practiced internal strength, qi and blood stretched and hit three punches in succession.
Before Feng Shi's strength was regenerated, he was hit hard by Lu Changkong.
Poof!
Feng Shi coughed up his blood and flew out of the horse's back, hitting the ground, and he rolled in awkwardness.
"it is good!!!"
"City Lord mighty! Kill!"
"The lord of the city is a master warrior, and the brute force savages dare to fight!
...
In the city of Beiluo, the soldiers who defended the city applauded, and the momentum was greatly boosted.
The North Army was silent.
Lu Changkong was not complacent. His eyes were still cold and he galloped across the horse. He reached out and grabbed the halberd stuck on the ground, swept out violently, and forced Feng Shi to cut it in half.
Feng Shi did not hesitate, turned back and ran towards the army.
His legs were like pillars, running like giant tramples, and the ground was shaking.
...
Deep in the North County Army.
There are huge march tents stationed.
The soldiers came by and entered the big account, kneeling on one knee.
"Yuan Taishou! Lord Lu Changkong of Beiluo City personally played, General Feng lost, and defeated and retreated."
The soldiers reported loudly to the battle report ahead.
In the account, on the main position.
A burly man who is not burly, wears armor and has a red cape.
He sat on the throne with one hand on his chin,
Hearing the report of the pawn, not only was there no anxiety between Meiyu, but a hint of joy appeared.
"Lu Changkong really left the city."
In the account, many soldiers also showed strange colors.
"Too observing things like a god, Beiluo City... has been like digging for things."
Many soldiers congratulated Taishou Dantaixuan.
There was a gentle smile on Dantai Xuanruya's face.
"Lu Changkong, an old fox with a vigilant personality, won't easily leave the city, and only Feng Shi's unkindness will excite him."
Dantai Xuan stood up, and a little sharpness flashed in the elegant eyes.
"Let the masters of the martial arts martial arts be sent today, we must make Lu Changkong unable to return to Beiluo City. There is only one chance. If Lu Changkong flees back into the city, he will not be able to defend and will not be able to attack Beiluo City.
"In addition, let the inside and outside of the city work, under the internal and external troubles, Beiluo City... will definitely fall."
Dantai Xuan put on his helmet and waved his big hand.
All generals are clenching fists and leading their lives.
...
The sound of horseshoes exploded.
Feng Shi was horrified.
suddenly.
The army camp of the North County was separated, and several figures from the horses attacked Lu Changkong.
Qi and blood roared, all with loud sounds.
Body explosion abnormal sound, master warrior!
These who were killed from the camp are actually masters!
Lu Chang's hollow head slightly condensed, Le Ma, horseshoe raised high.
Feng Shi was relieved and laughed wildly.
The sound of breaking the sky resounded.
Four figures were killed, holding a gun, a sword, a knife, and a whisk!
"Luo Jianpai, Black Tiger Gang, and... Qingcheng Temple?!"
Lu Changkong narrowed his eyes. Except for one general from the North County, the other three were all martial arts masters!
"The martial arts man, who was called by the national division, should have helped me in the big week, but Keer and others actually rebelled and cast their enemies?!"
Lu Changkong burst into roar, and his temple slightly agitated.
The halberd lifted in his hand, Bai Mang appeared, and collided with the sword whisk.
With one enemy and three, the wind has not fallen.
In the northern army, Dantai Xuan stood on the erected observatory, and his gaze was slightly fixed.
"Lu Changkong's strength has made a breakthrough... Fortunately, the three martial arts masters helped, otherwise, it would be really difficult to stop him."
Dantai Xuan was emotional.
"Unfortunately, the master warrior is also a human."
far away.
Lu Changkong made a move to force the enemy back, without hesitation, Lema turned back and hurried towards the direction of Beiluocheng.
He had a breakthrough in his strength recently, and thought that everything was under control. As a result, Master Wu Lin actually turned to the enemy, and Lu Changkong could not drop his horse. Once he was captured, the master of Beiluo City... must be broken!
suddenly.
Lu Changkong's gaze surging bloody eyes, anger attacked.
"Dare!!!"
Lu Changkong burst into roar, his voice exploded in bursts of sound waves.
The city gate that was originally opened, I don't know when, it closed!
Above the city head of Beiluocheng, it has become a pot of porridge.
The warriors of the three great families in a Confucian costume are competing with the soldiers on the city head.
The gate was closed, and Lu Changkong was momentarily isolated.
...
When Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan in a wheelchair to come under the city wall, the whole city of Beiluo was already caught in a dispute.
Behind the gate, corpses piled up one after another. Lu Changkong's confidant general, was shot through the chest with a spear, kneeled down on the ground, glared, and no longer had breath.
The air was filled with a pungent bloody smell.
The Confucian warriors of the three great families, beheaded guards, and after seizing power, closed the city gates.
Lu Fan frowned, his face slightly pale, he covered his muzzle and nose with a thin wool blanket, and it was difficult to adapt to the bloody smell.
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were okay. They were martial men, and it was common practice to fight, kill and kill.
Even Ni Yu has seen blood.
On the contrary, Lu Fan saw for the first time this tragic scene like a Shura field.
"Son..."
Ning Zhao looked at Lu Fan with some concern.
Lu Fan waved his hand, and his eyes flashed with enlightenment.
This is troubled times...
In a troubled world, life is like a mustard, even if he has a system property panel, if he cannot survive, everything is empty talk.
This is the rule of this era.
"I'm fine."
Lu Fan said lightly.
"Just don't like the bloody smell."
far away.
The three green-shirted scholars held the blood-stained long sword and stopped before Lu Fan and others.
"stop!"
They looked at Lu Fan in a wheelchair with a strange look.
The young master Lu of Beiluo City, the people of the three big families, all know it, but the sick young master Lu, who now appears in front of the tower, is a bit weird.
The three aristocratic Confucian warriors glanced at each other, all showing weird smiles.
"Lu Shao, this is not a place for you to sing a poem and ask Liu Zhi, go back quickly, people with disabilities, it is not appropriate to come here."
"Beilao City is about to change owner, Lu Lazi, or go back and pack up to escape."
"Escape? This cripple is gone without his dad... How long can he live? It's good that his maidservant is good, I can wait for him to laugh."
The three Confucian students chuckled, ignoring Lu Fan's complexion.
In the past, when they saw Lu Fan, they would still maintain a refined attitude, but now, when they tear their faces, there is nothing hypocritical.
A crippled lame man in a wheelchair, three maidservants, this combination... is really funny.
Of course, these three aristocratic Confucian warriors did not take it lightly.
Ning Zhao couldn't see his strength because he broke through the master, he was introverted, and he didn't wear weapons.
Instead, they stared at Yiyue vigilantly, with a long whip around Yiyue's waist, apparently a warrior.
Moreover, looking at Yiyue's complexion, blood and blood, the temple agitated, I am afraid that his strength is not weak!
As for Ni Yu who is holding an umbrella...
Just sell cute stuff.
Ning Zhao's beautiful face shows no anger.
On one side, Yiyue had pulled out a long whip, and looked cold.
Ni Yu held the umbrella handle and leaned beside Lu Fan, her petite body shaking.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his hands folded on the thin wool blanket on his legs, his eyes raised, and he fell on the chaotic city head in the distance, frowning slightly.
Still messed up.
Now that the system has released this task, there is no accident.
"Dare to insult your son... to die!"
Yiyue Humei's face was full of anger.
Long whip ground, making a firecracker-like explosion.
but……
Ning Zhao put his hands on Yi Yue's shoulders.
"Xiaoyue, you are guarding your son."
Ning Zhaodao.
Words fall.
Crisp hands in the position of pushing the handle of the wheelchair.
The clang sounded.
A flash of Hanmang flew out in an instant.
A long thin sword like a cicada was actually installed in this wheelchair.
Long sword started.
Ning Zhao's figure has been swept out like a breeze, and the body burst with abnormal sounds.
The three aristocrats were stunned.
The next moment, creepy.
"The body bursts with abnormal sound, Master Warrior?!"
"Guru is a maid?! What kind of a show?"
"Damn! Run away!"
...
The three Confucian ancestors never imagined that the gentle and gentle maidservant, who was quiet and virgin, was actually a master warrior.
Their hearts were trembling and there was no war.
Turn around quickly, you have to escape.
however……
The three second-rate martial arts men are extravagant in the face of their master.
Poof!
Bai Mang, like a white horse, passed the three men's necks in an instant.
The shirt was stained with blood, and the three soldiers died on the spot.
Wow la la.
The breeze is blowing, not dust.
When Ning Zhao returned, the slim jade finger flicked the blood on the thin cicada-winged sword, the long sword returned to the sheath, and returned to the backrest handle of the wheelchair.
Lu Fan frowned, covering his mouth and nose with a thin wool blanket.
Did not look at the three Confucian students killed.
"Sister Ning, go to the tower."
Lu Fan covered his nose with one hand and tapped on the thin blanket with one hand.
At the beginning, the voice was slightly trembling.
Later...
The waves are not alarming.
Ning Zhao smiled like a flower, and responded softly, pushing her wheelchair in a cruel hand, walking past the three corpses with a lotus step, and went straight to the tower.
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