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On the official road, war horses galloped.
The clatter of horse hooves trampled the ground, bringing up smoke and dust all over the place.
Yang Sanqian, Wu Fa and a group of more than 30 people ran quickly and were less than 30 steps away from the camp.
At this time, the speed of the group of people on the road also slowed down.
Yang Sanqian was wearing a black Taoist robe and a purple lotus crown, looking solemn. Although he was only about sixty years old, his hair and beard were already gray. In fact, at his age, he is a master at the Grand Master Realm with extraordinary strength and is currently considered to be in his prime.
After a hundred years of age, even if you are successful in practicing internal martial arts, even if you are a great master, your Qi and blood will decline with the passage of time. Although it has explosive power and strong lethality, it is difficult to maintain its strength all the time.
The Wufa on the side is older, already over seventy years old. He has a Chinese character face, sharp eyebrows and an angry King Kong look, and has no compassion at all.
When it comes to strength, the two are about the same.
When it comes to status, Yang Sanqian is taller. When Yang Sanqian rode on, he had excellent eyesight. He glanced in the direction of Wang Qi's military camp and saw Wang Qi's camp, which was already ready to receive him.
Yang Sanqian stroked his neat beard under his chin and said with a smile: "Zen Master Wu Fa, have you seen that Wang Qi is already at the gate of the camp, ready to greet you. It seems that Wang Qi knows that our two great masters are coming, and he has become afraid. .Today¡¯s mediation is to stop the war and stop Wang Qi from attacking Jizhou. It is not difficult at all. Cao Xuan said before that it was difficult, but from my perspective, it is easy."
Wu Dharma was wearing a cassock, with a bald head and a solemn look, and said: "Master Yang, Cao Xuan thinks it is difficult, but the poor monk does not think it is difficult. Although Wang Qi can kill the great master, he is also a great master, and there are high and low levels. So. , in the eyes of the poor monk, Wang Qi is nothing to fear."
Both of them are full of confidence for this trip, because Wang Qi is just a young man.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
So what if Wang Qi is the master?
The Grandmaster is simply vulnerable in front of the Great Grandmaster.
The two of them were riding on horseback. Even though they were not going very fast, in the blink of an eye, the team stopped outside the Qi State camp. At this time, Yang Sanqian, Wu Fa and his party stopped moving forward and waited in place.
Wang Qi was also at the entrance of the camp. When he saw the posture of Yang Sanqian and his party, he immediately understood.
This is to let him go over to greet you.
Show the other person¡¯s identity.
Wang Qi didn¡¯t have the slightest fear, and even Wang Qi had full confidence and certainty to deal with it. He smiled lightly, dusted off his robe, and still stood there waiting quietly.
Both sides are holding on.
Time passes little by little.
After a while, Yang Sanqian saw that Wang Qi's team had not moved forward. His eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He thought that this mission should be very easy.
Now it seems that Wang Qi will still have to contend and struggle.
This is something that needs to be dealt with!
Yang Sanqian thought that Wang Qi was not afraid. He snorted and ordered: "Zen Master Wufa, let's go forward. I want to see if Wang Qi has the ability to show off."
Wu Fa nodded, then rode his horse and Yang Sanqian to continue forward.
The group of people walked forward and arrived at the area where Wang Qi and his group were in a blink of an eye.
The distance between the two sides is less than eight steps.
Yang Sanqian stroked his long, meticulously groomed beard under his chin. He looked around and asked, "Who is Wang Qi?"
Wang Qi said calmly: "I am the king, who is your Excellency?"
Yang Sanqian said: "Poor Yang Sanqian."
Wang Qi said with a smile, "It turns out to be Taoist Yang, whose name I have admired for a long time. I heard that Taoist Yang of Zixia Mountain did not seek fame and wealth, lived in seclusion, and was a devoted Taoist. Unexpectedly, Taoist Yang would bow down for five buckets of rice. It's really surprising. It seems that there are no virtuous people in the world, and there are no virtuous people who are truly unmoved by fame and fortune. If there are, then the benefits given are not enough."
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Yang Sanqian¡¯s complexion changed slightly.
Wang Qi¡¯s words were clearly a mockery of him, saying that he was a lackey of the imperial court, running for profit.
Yang Sanqian¡¯s eyes were cold. He sat astride the horse and coughed twice. In an instant, a middle-aged Taoist about forty years old came out next to him. The middle-aged Taoist carries a long sword on his back and has a cold expression on his face.
The middle-aged Taoist priest snorted and said coldly: "Wang Qi, you speak in a weird way, even if youEven if he is the King of Qi, he should not neglect his master like this. Even the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty had to pay three respects to his master when he saw him, and addressed him as Yang Tianshi. But you, Wang Qi, rely on your talents and are arrogant. It is really abominable to neglect your master like this. Wang Qi, I, Ma Changtong, am here to weigh you up and see what you are capable of? "
"Take the move!"
Ma Changtong stepped out in one step, stretched out his hand to touch, and the iron sword came out of its sheath with a clang. He raised his sword and stabbed Wang Qi, completely ignoring Wang Qi's identity.
Wang Qi smiled coldly.
Is this Yang Sanqian¡¯s method?
He was given a blow at the beginning, but Wang Qi was not afraid at all.
These are all small tricks.
Wang Qi remained motionless when a burly figure stepped out.
Xia Houhu carried a drum, urn, and golden hammer, and his whole body was filled with evil spirits. This time, the Qi State attacked Jizhou and the Zhao State. They should have marched straight in, but because of the interference of Yang Sanqian, the Qi State temporarily stopped. There was boundless anger in his heart.
Now, a mere Taoist priest dared to provoke his lord Wang Qi, which made Xiahou Hu even more angry.
"Come die!"
Xia Houhu roared.
The drum, urn, and golden hammer were swung in the air and smashed out hard.
When Ma Changtong faced Xia Houhu¡¯s attack, he did not dodge. Once you avoid it, it is tantamount to admitting defeat. As a direct disciple of Yang Sanqian, Ma Changtong is not a major disciple, but he has profound skills and great strength.
Among the masters at the peak level, Ma Changtong can also be ranked at the forefront.
Ma Changtong did not dodge or dodge, he stirred up his true energy, turned the iron sword in his hand, and slapped it with the blade. The moment the sword blade and hammer collided, Ma Changtong shouted again. His left hand contained true energy, and he printed it directly with a palm.
It is not worthwhile for a sword blade to resist a hammer.
It is also extremely disadvantageous.
Ma Changtong never thought about relying on the sword in his hand to block. His trump card was his palm. With a wave of his palm, there was a sound of wind imprinted on the hammer, and the surging true energy urged him to directly knock the hammer away.
The moment his palm collided with the golden hammer of the drum urn, Ma Changtong's expression suddenly changed, and his face became even more shocked. A vast and ferocious force came from the hammer, crushing it with overwhelming force.
This power far exceeds Ma Changtong's palm power.
You must know that Ma Changtong's martial arts and palm skills are extremely good. It is easy to open monuments and crack rocks. Now under the impact of the hammer, Ma Changtong's palm cracked and the joint where the bones were connected fractured. The hammer swept forward and hit Ma Changtong with a bang.
Even with the remaining force of the hammer, Ma Changtong groaned and stepped back. The energy and blood in his body continued to flow wildly, and his true energy collapsed. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With one move, Ma Changtong was severely injured and was no longer able to fight.
Xiahou Huhu¡¯s eyes were wide open, like a ferocious beast. Over the years, Xia Houhu followed Wang Qi in his expeditions east and west, killing countless people, and his murderous aura was fully unleashed, and few people could resist it.
He struck with all his strength, which was certainly not easy.
Xia Houhu said coldly: "If you offend your Majesty, I will spare your life because you have offended."
After Ma Changtong spit out a mouthful of blood, he felt a little better, but there was a look of horror on his face.
This man is so strong!
Ma Changtong looked bitter, stood up and said: "Master, this disciple is incompetent."
Yang Sanqian narrowed his eyes slightly. He originally asked Ma Changtong to come out and weigh things up. Now that he saw Xia Houhu's strength, he had a rough idea, and he said lightly: "King Qi, you are so majestic!"
Wang Qi shook his sleeves, stretched his hands in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "This kind of majesty is not worth mentioning. Taoist Yang, I would like to introduce to you my guard Xia Houhu. When we were at the border of Chu State, he accompanied me , killed Xiong Yuanxiang, the great master of Chu. Later, when he was in Yuyang County, he accompanied me to kill Tuoba Longcheng, the great master of Xianbei, on the city tower of Yuyang County."
Yang Sanqian¡¯s pupils shrank. The meaning of Wang Qi¡¯s words was provocation and threat.
Wang Qi can kill the great master.
Now, Wang Qi can also kill him.
This is what Wang Qi means, to give him power and stop Yang Sanqian from being arrogant. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com