Chapter 240 Lijiangguan, Bullying Mountain Bear, Xiahoubo

The early morning sun brushed through the desolate road of dead grass and fell to the 30-foot gate with a dry yellow luster, one wisp, two wisps, three wisps... Every wisp of falling is like the elegy of life, broken in the blood of the corpse.

Out of the Xijiang River, An Bochen kept running to the southeast.

The flying dragon was born and killed 800 Qi's army. He couldn't hide it from the princes and tigers and wolves in the world. An Bochen's soul came out of his body and overlooked the world. He also found the seven gates and three towns between him and Hongfu. Each level and each town faintly exuded a strong breath. A column shook the sky and cut off the southern wasteland. The most current one is Qi Dongguan. Although the flying dragon driving is exposed, An Bochen doesn't want to fight hard. I don't know how many strong people will meet when crossing the pass through the town, and the vitality can be saved.

Therefore, An Bochen let the more and more psychic Mustang King drag the flying dragon to the sky and pretended to break through the customs, and he used his fire skills and went straight to Qi Dongguan.

As he expected, before the flying dragon drove to the city gate, the general guarding the city couldn't wait to kill the flying dragon. He didn't know that An Bochen was not in the car.

At the gate of the city, there is a one-sided massacre. How can these ordinary soldiers resist the nine-day thunder tide? At the previous moment, they were still ridiculing An Bochen unscrupulously. The next moment, they were killed by the "defeated general" in their mouth. No matter how they begged for mercy, the silver gun that swept Qi Dongguan did not stop at all.

If you are too kind by nature, make yourself cruel, so that you will not fall into the trap set by fate for kindness.

An Bochen doesn't want to die, let alone fail. He can only cut off the thorny shackles of fate all the way.

Killed eight hundred soldiers and destroyed the crossbow car at the head of the city. An Bochen put his gun on his back and stood on the top of the city gate full of corpses. He looked indifferently at Li Yan, who was crazy and running quickly, and then looked at the sky. While Li Yan turned around, the flying dragon driver no longer circled and flew directly to Qi Dongguan. Li Yan was still four or five miles away from the city gate, but the flying dragon driver had arrived first.

"Fain!"

He recited the truth, the soles of his feet were windy, and thousands of miles of water, fire and socks were surrounded by clouds and fog. An Bochen's eyes swept over Zihua, and his left hand poked to the sky out of thin air.

Innocent. Reso!

Like a chain of lightning, the thunderlight was as dense as pulp, shot from the palm of An Bochen's hand, and the flying dragon was wrapped in a blink of an eye. An Bochen took the opportunity to jump to the flying dragon above a hundred feet.

Li Yan, who was running fast, saw that An Bochen was about to leave. His face showed an angry face and suddenly stopped his figure, and his eyes were full of light.

A shadow was scratched on his right arm, and the long knife of the snow mountain was already in hand.

He exhaled a long white breath in his nose. Li Yan, a snow bear, bent his knees slightly, stared straight at An Bochen, and his face gradually calmed down.

There seemed to be something surging between the clouds, but the long breath exhaled from Li Yan's nose actually rushed to the sky, the line of heaven and earth, and sank into the long road of the snowy mountains.

The next moment, Li Yan raised a long knife in his hand and jumped up. Chaoyang was covered by the snow-white and traceless knife shadow at this moment. At the Qidong Pass, the sky and earth were as white as paper.

"Dead!"

Li Yan opened his mouth and shouted violently. At the moment when the long knife was cut out, his body stagnated in mid-air, as if it had been frozen.

He was "frozen", but the long knife in the snowy mountain was gone.

At this moment, the long knife across the sky turned into a snowy mountain in the far west. The ice was dense, the snowflakes fluttering, the knife light flashed, and the knife force turned into continuous flying snow. One by one, it rushed to An Bochen densely.

An Bochen is in the air. If he goes up again, he will be crushed by the knife force like flying snow. He has no choice but to stop.

The thunder cord was disconnected, and An Bochen fell to the sky.

Li Yan, who was four miles away, sneered, withdrew his long knife and continued to run forward.

However, as soon as he took two steps, his face suddenly stiffened.

Seeing that An Bochen suddenly pulled out the innocence with his backhand in the fall, twisted his waist and stepped on the silver gun. But the silver gun did not fall. It shook for a moment and flew to the flying dragon again under the control of An Bochen.

"Sword cultivation..."

Li Yan was stunned on the spot, looking at An Bochen, who was flying with a gun, in disbelief, and couldn't help thinking of what he had seen when he practiced in the far west when he was a teenager. However, the reason why the legendary monks can fly with swords is that they practice swords, which is not a secret, but they have never heard of gun species.

Seeing An Bochen swayed and was about to reach the flying dragon driver, Li Yanqiang suppressed the nonsense in his mind, bent his knees and jumped up, and was about to cut another knife.

"A general is incompetent to exhaust the three armies, probably like a general."

The bright laughter came with the wind, which was lukewarm, but the more so, the more ashamed and angry Li Yan was.

Li Yan, the first general of the State of Qi, was single-handedly attacked by the "defeated general" who only had the realm of local quality. He even lost 800 Erlang without sticking to his clothes. He was about to break through the barrier. For him, he was really a great irony.

The prestige of the first life was destroyed in this battle.

His eyes fell to a messy moment. Li Yan's face turned pale, and the snow mountain knife in his hand was really as heavy as a snowy mountain, and he could no longer cut it down.

Blood attacked the heart, and Li Yan's face turned from white to red. He looked up and sprayed scarlet blood, which was about to fall.

When I looked at it again, the teenager, who was countless times more unpredictable than the rumor, had sat in the dragon, pointed the Pegasus with a gun, and left in the wind.

Qi Dongguan, eight hundred pawns were beheaded, and ten crossbow cars were destroyed. If An Bochen knew that he was so angry that he vomited blood would be Li Yan, one of the seven bears, he would not know how he would feel. Even if he doesn't know who the other party is, with the knife just now, An Bochen can feel his strength.

"If you don't wait for me, I really want to try that knife."

Driving the Mustang King, An Bochen whispered.

After practicing for four days at the bottom of the Xijiang River, although An Bochen did not break through Tianpin, Zhou Tian's vitality is no longer what it used to be, and the power of his arms has also climbed to 5,000 jin. It is not far from the weakest Tianpin monks, and Lei Dao's true intention has also been won, which is more and more flexible to use.

"Breaking one level, there are still six levels and three towns left. What should we do next?"

Sitting in Che Luan, An Bochen muttered to himself.

If it hadn't been for yesterday's whim, driving the new flying dragon out of the Xijiang River, An Bochen could have put the flying dragon into the pearl chain, and then use the two lines of water and fire to hide and rush to the southeast. Unconsciously, the checkpoints along the way will naturally be useless.

Now the flying dragon driver has been exposed. If An Bochen disappears with the flying dragon driver, there will be no trace. Those who have a little idea can guess that An Bochen has hidden magic power. Whether the identity of the innocent resident is exposed or not is no longer important. The important thing is that An Bochen's journey will be more difficult. If the general sacrifices white fire as an eye, he can see through the two elements of water and fire. It is more likely that Emperor Kuang sent profound Taoist monks and secret arts to participate in this siege.

The barren grass is sad, and the noon has passed. Through the hot sunlight, An Bochen can faintly see the majestic pass standing between the barren road.

There are three big characters at the beginning of the book - Lijiangguan.

The flag is beckoning, and there are also three seal characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing - bullying the mountain bear.

The pupils shrank sharply, and immediately recovered as usual. An Bochen clenched the innocence and muttered.

"It turned out to be the seven bears guarding the gate... What a big handwriting."

......

"What wind blew Brother Lu here?"

"Brother Xiahou asked knowingly. Naturally, it was the wind on the snowy mountain."

At the juncture of the river, two equally strong men, one with a white face and a dark skin, looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time, but they were all smiling.

After Qi Dongguan, it was the Jiangguan. An Bochen hurt Li Yan and broke through the pass. Xia Houbo, the general of Luoyunxing Province, who was stationed at Lijiangguan for half an hour, had learned that just as he was curious about how An Bochen broke through the barrier and came out, Lu Tuzhi, the general of the next pass, led 500 iron horses.

"I thought that the great achievement and the chariot would be won by Li Yan, but he was so incompetent and gave the credit to the two of us."

Lu Tuzhi, who has dark skin, is also the general of Luoyunxing Province. He has little contact with Xia Houbo. At most, he is a nod.

Hearing the words, a trace of displeasure flashed in Xia Houbo's eyes. He glanced at Lu Tuzhi and smiled, "It turns out that Brother Lu is here to grab credit."

"It's not to grab the work."

Lu Tuzhi gently lassed his long beard and said meaningfully, "Seven bears guard the pass, and the three tigers under the jurisdiction of the town. Your Majesty has set up such a large array. What he is dealing with is only a rebel general, and this rebel general killed Li Yan in one morning and broke through the barrier. Brother Xia Hou doesn't think there is a big deal in this?"

Xia Houbo frowned and didn't say anything.

To be a general on one side and become one of the seven bears, they are naturally brave and resourceful people. When Lu Tuzhi mentioned a little, Xia Houbo saw something strange.

Such a big position is just to prevent a young general with local cultivation. It doesn't make sense. Unless the real strength of An Bochen, who wants to rob women from Emperor Kuang, is far above his cultivation, Emperor Kuang will pay so much attention to it.

He fled for a hundred days and was defeated in a hundred battles, but he repeatedly survived. After killing the bandits in Kanto, he killed two Jun. After a hundred defeats, he has not been defeated yet. In the southeast of this trip, even the flying snow bear Li Yan suffered a great loss under him. With his battle alone, it was enough to improve his reputation and faintly beat Shisanjun.

His expression gradually became solemn. Xia Houbo looked at Lu Tuzhi and nodded for a long time.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Lu is a pressure array. Then Li Yan has lost our face. If we let An Bochen use tricks to pass me and leave Jiangguan, I'm afraid that our seven bears will become the laughing stock of the world.

"Hahaha, Brother Xiahou's words are wonderful... I don't know the chariot..."

"Sure enough, Brother Lu still came to that baby. In this way, the chariot and Wanhu Hou Gui, then Pegasus will be given to Brother Lu.

"It's a deal."

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(I'm sorry, I've been sleepy lately. I'll try to transfer it tomorrow...)