First Class Taoist Gate

The new year has passed, the weather is still cold, and the lively military camp has been deserted. Zhang Bairen looked at the stars in the sky and thought to himself: "If I remember correctly, this year is the second year of Yang Guang’s succession. Amnesty to the world, changed to the first year (605), made the Xiao clan the queen, abolished the governor of Youzhou and so on, but I don’t remember too many."

　　 In fact, Zhang Bairen is very interested in the Xiao family. The Xiao family's life is definitely a legend, but it is a pity that his fate has been bumpy.

"If I want to do so much, I won’t have anything to do with the Xiao family. I just don’t know if Li Bai was born. In this era of cultivation, many things can’t really be calculated according to the historical records. God knows if Li Bai is a "An old monster who has lived for hundreds of years" Zhang Bairen slandered secretly in his heart.

Speaking of it, Zhang Bairen is a little strange. My eldest brother hasn't seen him for some days, and I don’t know where he went, but this bead is really a good treasure. It actually increased Zhang Bairen’s practice speed by many times. It was originally based on Zhang Bairen’s current age. Even if the medicine was taken, the root cause of the disease had to be brought down, but the beads continued to make up for Zhang Bairen's shortfall, and it was so good that it saved Zhang Bairen's hard work.

　　 "What are you standing outside doing at night, don't hurry in and get ready to go to bed" Mother Zhang glared at Zhang Bairen in the room.

　　 Zhang Bairen smiled, looked at the stars in the sky, turned around and walked into the house.

There was no word for a night, Zhang Bairen cultivated sword intent at night. The next morning, just after dawn, she got up and went outside and took milk and walked into the house. Mother Zhang heated the milk. Zhang Bairen drank the milk and drove the sheep out of the village, but suddenly I heard the sound of war drums coming from a distance.

"Interesting, this is just the end of the new year, and the Turks can’t help but toss. These years, the Turks are not honest. From time to time, they go south and cause some troubles and looting, which is called Da Sui Haosheng’s hatred. I just happened to try it today. Skills, pregnant swordsmanship" Zhang Bairen glanced at the flock of sheep, turned and walked towards the battlefield, looking at the battlefield constantly fighting from a distance, the armor of Yuwen Chengdu was very eye-catching.

　　 Zhang Bairen retreated his black robe, tightened his shirt, holding a long sword in his hand, and stepped toward the battlefield step by step.

　　 "Kill!" Zhang Bairen sipped it gently, as if shaking the void, the long sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling brilliance cut across the void, gently killing a Turkic soldier.

　　 Looking at the hideous faces in front of him, Zhang Bairen acted mercilessly: "You and others have violated the border, invaded the people of the Great Sui Dynasty, plundered women, and committed countless crimes. No matter how many crimes I kill, I won't be softhearted!"

　　Think about the women ruined by the Turks and the people who were slaughtered. Zhang Bairen had no guilt. In his eyes, this Turkic soldier seemed to be a straw, or slaughtered an inhuman beast. How could it be soft-hearted?

Killing is not very tiring. With just one swipe, you can end the lives of Turkic soldiers, especially those like Zhang Bairen, who have become sword intent, and before the sword reaches the sword intent, the enemy has lost the will to resist and turned into A puppet.

Zhang Bairen has long become a "star" legendary figure in the Sui army. At this time, someone saw Zhang Bairen trapping Turkic soldiers at the edge and hurriedly yelled: "Mr., come to the army! I'll wait for you. Escort, two fists are hard to beat four hands."

　　 Zhang Bairen smiled upon hearing the words, sealed his throat with a sword, and after killing a Turkic soldier, he fought and went to the Sui army camp.

　　 If he turns around and runs, Zhang Bairen is sure that his head will not belong to him the next moment. No matter how fast a person is, how can he be able to get a horse? .

　　 is not right, some warriors are indeed faster than horses. Yu Duxiu thought of the sonic boom of Yuwen City. With such a fast shooting speed, the physique should be tough, a bit outrageous!

After slaughtering seven or eight Turkic soldiers one after another, Zhang Bairen jumped into the Sui army camp, taking the lead, killing non-stop, with swords in his hands crisscrossing, and the place he passed was frightening. The Turkic soldiers watched the long swords sent into their homes little by little. Throat, but there is no way to dodge it, it seems that his body is no longer his own, and he can't keep up with the command.

　　 The corpses under Zhang Bairen’s feet were piling up, causing a commotion among the Turkic soldiers, but they dared not come forward, bypassing the battlefield of the Sui army, and killing them on the flanks.

"Hahaha, Turks, these eggless things, there are times when they are actually scared. The young man is really terrible. He actually makes the Turks timid." Some soldiers of the Sui army laughed wildly, causing the Turks to shout loudly, but no Dare to make another move.

　　 "This kid again!" In the far rear, the priest in the Turkic looked at the vacancy in front of Zhang Bairen with an extremely ugly expression.

　　 "Please also give instructions from the priests" was said by a Turkic soldier.

"General Servant Mohe said, if you have a chance to meet this kid, you must kill this kid. Today, the Sui army masters are not there. How can I miss this opportunity? This kid has cultivated magical powers and waits for the free soldiers to be there. It seems like a chicken and dog in my eyes, I still need to take action personally!" The Turkic priest smiled coldly, and actually slowly stepped off the altar, slowly hiding in the chaos army, and constantly taking the opportunity to attack the Da Sui soldiers. .

　　 The sacrificial priest walked all the way, and under the cover of the rebellion army, he actually came to Zhang Bairen, speaking a bunch of sub-Turkic language, and the people who listened to it were inexplicable.

　　 "I know him, I'll go to guitar him in person" Zhang Bairen looked at the sacrifice, smiled lightly, his face was full of confidence, and he escaped from the cover of the soldiers of the Sui, holding a long sword in his hand to kill the Turkic sacrifice.

"It's a pity that Tianjiao didn't grow up. It's no different from ordinary people. The flowers that fold early will kill the geniuses of the Central Plains, and the Khan will definitely reward me." The sacrifice looked at Zhang Bairen, his eyes were full of fire, and a bunch of birds were in his mouth. Zhang Bairen couldn't understand the words.

　　 "Kill" Zhang Bairen with a sword swung out, and slayed together with the Turkic sacrifice.

　　 In the distance, Song Laosheng and Yuwencheng both noticed the situation here, and Yuwencheng took a vicious attack. After hacking a few Turkic soldiers, they slew towards this side.

Zhang Bairen didn't know the cultivation base of this Turkic sacrifice, so he went all out when he shot it. Then, in the unbelievable gaze of the Turkic sacrifice, the long sword cut through his throat, a handful of blood spurted out, and the Turk sacrificed to death. I can't believe that there is such a fast sword in the world, and it is almost impossible to use my own means. It is like a lightning flashing through the void and passing through the heart of this sacrifice.

　　 "Underestimate the enemy!" This was the only thought of the sacrifice before his death.

　　 The priest knew that he still underestimated the enemy and was too careless. Who could have imagined that a four or five-year-old baby who was as thin as a monkey would have such strong magical powers.

　　 Looking at the sword that seemed to be the speed of light, the sacrifice wanted to hide, and even the palm of his hand had already reacted, but unfortunately it was not faster than Zhang Bairen's long sword.

　　 The Turkic sacrifice was stunned, and the Turkic soldiers on one side were stunned, and the shouting and killing all cooled down in an instant, as if it were an infectious disease, spreading rapidly in all directions, and the entire battlefield unexpectedly cooled down in an instant.

　　 Song Laosheng and Yuwencheng, who were rushing to the side, saw Zhang Bairen's sword pierce the throat of the Turkic sacrifice, and they were so stunned that they even forgot the slash in their hands.

　　 "Puff" The Turkic priest held his neck, but couldn't hold the blood that spurted wildly. He babbled in his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn't say it, and instantly fell to the ground.

　　 "Huh" Zhang Bairen raised the long sword and blew it softly: "I saw you being extremely upset, but I dared to commit the taboo of cultivation, and I would be against my Da Sui, and I would not be at ease without killing you."

　　 "Sacrifice!"

The nearby Turkic soldiers roared frantically, their eyes were red, and a sacrifice was killed. For the Turks, it was definitely a big event that shocked the whole clan. Especially for the sacrifice in front of him, the background was not so big, even if the Turks saw the gods. General Mohe, the undamaged servant, must give some face.

　　 The sky fell. This was the only thought in the minds of all Turkic cavalry at this time. Then they saw that the Turkic blasted the camp instantly, fleeing without a fight, and dispersed.

what happened? Zhang Bairen was stunned, only to see the Turkic man whirring on one side, then he disappeared and ran away.