Chapter 6 The Grand Master Becomes a Maid (Please collect and recommend)
Under the City of Beiluo.
The sound of horse hooves was like thunder.
Stepping on the billowing dust, Lu Changkong, dressed in armor and holding a long spear, his eyes were like lightning, and his horse's hair was flying, he rushed towards Feng Shi who was riding a horse in front of him at lightning speed.
Boom boom boom! On the city wall.
A shirtless man began to swing the drumstick, and the drumhead vibrated, producing a heart-shaking war drum sound.
Feng Shi's eyes focused, and he felt a sharp momentum coming towards him, and the yellow sand on the ground seemed to be blown away.
"Lu Changkong... a master warrior!"
Feng Shi murmured in a low voice, and the next moment, he burst into laughter, his voice exploding like thunder.
He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the black horse wrapped in armor beneath him also neighed.
He was fearless and rushed out like thunder.
The scenery on the ground was flying rapidly to both sides.
Feng Shi's eyes revealed a bloodthirsty excitement, and he held the big knife horizontally in his hand.
One in the south and one in the north, two figures were riding on horses and galloping.
Although Lu Changkong has a sturdy body, he is much inferior to Feng Shi, who is a first-class martial artist who specializes in external skills.
Lu Changkong practiced the internal energy blood-moving technique.
The two of them approached at lightning speed.
Lu Changkong leaned slightly on the horse's back, and swept out with the long spear in his hand.
The blue veins on his arms were bulging like those of a dragon.
Feng Shi roared.
Amid the sound of war drums that vibrate to the point of making one's blood surge.
Lu Changkong's halberd and Feng Shi's broadsword collided with each other! Sparks flew and the sound of metal clashing rang out.
Feng Shi was born with supernatural powers and was extremely brave.
After a collision with Lu Changkong, he actually suppressed the opponent in terms of strength.
Although he is not a master, he is actually no different from a master.
Lu Changkong was cold, with murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at Feng Shi as if he was looking at a dead person.
The halberd suddenly turned, and after releasing the force, it suddenly exerted force again. Lu Changkong's helmet was blown away by the burst of blood.
Tear!
The long spear pressed down the long sword and swept across along the blade.
Feng Shi was startled and dropped the sword in his hand.
Lu Changkong snorted coldly, swung out his halberd, and stabbed Feng Shi's sword into the ground.
Then, a long fist was thrown out.
Feng Shi roared, swung his huge fist, and collided head-on with Lu Changkong's fist.
However……
Lu Changkong practiced internal energy, his qi and blood were flowing smoothly, and he threw out three punches in succession.
Before Feng Shi could regain his strength, he was hit hard by Lu Changkong.
Phew!
Feng Shi coughed up blood and fell off the horse, hitting the ground and rolling over in a very miserable state.
"good!!!"
"The city lord is mighty! Kill!"
"The city lord is a master warrior, how dare a mere brute barbarian challenge him!"
…
On the city wall of Beiluo, the soldiers defending the city cheered and their morale was greatly boosted.
The Beijun army fell silent.
Lu Changkong was not complacent. His eyes were still cold. He rode his horse past, stretched out his hand to grab the long spear stuck in the ground, and swept it out fiercely, heading straight for Feng Shi, wanting to cut him in half.
Feng Shi turned around without hesitation and ran towards the army.
His legs were like pillars, and when he ran he was like a giant beast trampling, and the ground was shaking.
…
Deep inside the Beijun army.
There were huge marching tents stationed there.
The soldier came galloping, entered the tent, and knelt on one knee.
"Report to the governor! Beiluo City Lord Lu Changkong personally led the battle, General Feng was defeated and retreated."
The soldiers loudly reported the battle reports from the front.
In the tent, in the main seat.
A man who was not tall and rather elegant, wearing armor and a bright red cloak.
He sat in the main seat, supporting his chin with one hand and tapping his index finger.
After hearing the soldiers' report, instead of being anxious, he showed a hint of joy.
"Lu Changkong has indeed left the city."
Inside the tent, many soldiers also showed strange expressions.
"The governor is as good as a god. Beiluo City...is now as easy as taking something out of a bag."
Many generals and soldiers congratulated the prefect Tan Tai Xuan.
A gentle smile appeared on Tan Tai Xuan's elegant face.
"Lu Changkong is an old fox who is very cautious and will not leave the city easily. Only a foul-mouthed general like Feng Shi can provoke him."
Tan Tai Xuan stood up, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his elegant eyes.
"Let all the martial arts masters go out. We must prevent Lu Changkong from returning to Beiluo City today. We only have one chance. If Lu Changkong escapes back to the city, we will only defend and not attack. It will take several months for us to capture Beiluo City."
"Also, let the spies in the city take action. With internal and external troubles, Beiluo City... will definitely fall."
Tan Tai Xuan put on his helmet, waved his hand and said.
All the generals clasped their fists and accepted the order.
…
The sound of horse hooves exploded.
Feng Shi was shocked.
suddenly.
The Beijun army camp split up, and several figures riding horses attacked Lu Changkong.
The qi and blood roared, and the sound of explosions was deafening.
There was a strange sound of explosion, a master warrior! Those who rushed out from the camp were all masters! Lu Changkong's heart condensed slightly, reined in his horse, and raised his horse's hooves high.
Feng Shi felt relieved and started laughing wildly.
The sound of breaking through the air resounded.
Four figures rushed out, holding a gun, a sword, a knife, and a whisk!
"Luo Jian Sect, Black Tiger Gang, and... Qingcheng Temple?!"
Lu Changkong's eyes narrowed. Except for one Beijun general, the other three were all martial arts masters! "The martial arts people, under the call of the national master, should have helped our Great Zhou, but you actually rebelled and surrendered to the enemy?!"
Lu Changkong roared, his temples throbbing slightly.
The long spear in his hand was swung up, and a white light flashed, colliding with the sword and whisk.
He fought one against three and yet he did not lose the upper hand.
In the Beijun army, Tan Tai Xuan stood on the viewing platform, his eyes slightly focused.
"Lu Changkong's strength has improved again... Fortunately, the three martial arts masters helped him, otherwise, it would be difficult to stop him."
Tan Tai Xuan was filled with emotion.
"Unfortunately, Grandmaster warriors are also human beings."
far away.
Lu Changkong forced the enemy back with one move, and without hesitation, he reined in his horse, turned around, and galloped towards Beiluo City.
He had recently made a breakthrough in strength, and thought he had everything under control. However, the martial arts master actually surrendered to the enemy. Lu Changkong could not afford to fall. Once he was captured, Beiluo City would be without a master... and would be destroyed! Suddenly.
There was a bloody glow in Lu Changkong's eyes and he was filled with rage.
"How dare you!!!"
Lu Changkong roared, and his voice exploded into waves of sound waves.
The city gate that was originally wide open suddenly closed up at some point! The city walls of Beiluo City were in chaos.
The warriors from the three noble families, dressed in Confucian attire, were fighting with the soldiers on the city walls.
The city gate closed, and Lu Changkong was instantly isolated and helpless.
…
When Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, to the foot of the city wall, the entire Beiluo city had already fallen into conflict.
Behind the city gate, corpses were piled up one after another. Lu Changkong's trusted general was pierced through the chest by a spear. He knelt on the ground with his eyes wide open, and was no longer breathing.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
The Confucian-dressed warriors from the three great families killed the gate guards, seized power, and closed the city gates.
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Lu Fan frowned, his face slightly pale. He covered his mouth and nose with a thin wool blanket, and found it difficult to adapt to the smell of blood.
Ning Zhao and Yi Yue were fine; they were warriors and were used to fighting and killing.
Even Ni Yu had seen blood.
On the contrary, it was Lu Fan who saw this tragic scene like a Shura field on earth for the first time.
"Young Master..."
Ning Zhao glanced at Lu Fan with some concern.
Lu Fan waved his hand, his eyes flashing with understanding.
This is the troubled times...
In troubled times, human life is worthless. Even if he has a system attribute panel, if he cannot survive, everything is in vain.
This is the rule of this world and this era.
"I'm fine."
Lu Fan said calmly.
"I just don't like the smell of blood."
far away.
Three blue-robed Confucian scholars, holding blood-stained swords, blocked Lu Fan and others.
"stop!"
They looked at Lu Fan sitting in the wheelchair with a strange look on their faces.
Young Master Lu of Beiluo City was recognized by all the people from the three great families. However, it was a bit strange that this sickly Young Master Lu appeared in front of the city wall.
The three Confucian scholars and warriors from aristocratic families looked at each other and all revealed strange smiles.
"Mr. Lu, this is not a place for you to recite poems and ask questions. Leave immediately. It is not appropriate for a disabled person to come here."
"Beiluo City is about to change hands. Cripple Lu, you should hurry back and pack your things and run for your life."
"Run for his life? How long can this cripple live without his father? His maid is pretty good though. We can happily accept her as his wife."
The three Confucian scholars sneered, not caring about Lu Fan's expression at all.
In the past, they would maintain a refined attitude when they met Lu Fan, but now that they had fallen out, there was no need to be hypocritical.
A crippled man in a wheelchair and three maids, this combination... is really quite funny.
Of course, these three Confucian scholars and warriors from aristocratic families did not take it lightly.
Because Ning Zhao had achieved a breakthrough to the Grandmaster level, his energy and blood were restrained, and he was not wearing any weapons, so his strength could not be seen.
Instead, they stared at Yi Yue warily. Yi Yue had a long whip on his waist and was obviously a warrior.
Moreover, looking at Yi Yue's complexion, his blood and energy are flowing, and his temples are throbbing, I'm afraid he is quite powerful!
As for Ni Yu holding an umbrella...
Just a cute thing.
There was no sign of joy or anger on Ning Zhao's beautiful face.
On the other side, Yi Yue had already drawn out the whip, his eyes cold.
Ni Yu held the umbrella handle and leaned close to Lu Fan, her petite body trembling.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his hands folded with his fingers resting on the thin wool blanket on his legs. He raised his eyes and looked at the chaotic city in the distance, frowning slightly.
It's still a mess.
Since the system has issued this task, there will be no accidents.
"Dare to insult the Master...die!"
Yi Yue's foxy face was full of murderous intent.
The long whip hit the ground, making a sound like firecrackers.
but……
Ning Zhao, however, put her beautiful hand on Yi Yue's shoulder.
"Xiaoyue, you stay with the young master."
Ning Zhaodao.
The words fell.
The soft hand patted the handle of the wheelchair.
Clanking sound.
A flash of cold light instantly flew out.
A long sword as thin as a cicada's wing was actually installed in this wheelchair.
Get the long sword.
Ning Zhao's figure had already swept out like the breeze, with bursts of strange sounds of body explosions.
The three Confucian scholars from aristocratic families were startled.
The next moment, creepy.
"The sound of a body explosion, a master warrior?!"
"The Grand Master becomes a servant?! What kind of grand ceremony is this?!"
"Damn it! Run away!"
…
The three Confucian scholars from aristocratic families never imagined that the maid who was as quiet, gentle and beautiful as a virgin was actually a master warrior.
Their hearts were trembling, and they had no will to fight.
He turned around quickly and tried to escape.
However……
For three second-rate warriors, escaping is a luxury when facing a master.
Phew!
The white light flashed across the necks of the three people in an instant.
The blue shirts were stained with blood, and the three warriors died on the spot.
Crash.
The breeze blows on your face, without staining your face with dust.
Ning Zhao returned, and with her slender jade fingers she wiped the blood off the sword that was as thin as a cicada's wing. She then sheathed the sword and returned it to the handle on the back of the wheelchair.
Lu Fan frowned and covered his mouth and nose with a thin wool blanket.
He didn't even look at the three Confucian scholars who were killed.
"Sister Ning, go up to the tower."
Lu Fan covered his nose with one hand and tapped the thin blanket with the other hand, saying.
At first, the voice was a little trembling.
After that...
Calm.
Ning Zhao smiled as beautiful as a flower and responded softly. She pushed the wheelchair with her soft hands and walked past the three corpses with lotus steps, heading straight for the city wall.
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