In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

When they suddenly saw the eldest senior brother, they were both surprised, even a little scared. They stood aside and didn't dare to get close.

The tall man asked hesitantly, "Big, big brother?"

Hearing this, the hunchback said with a smile on his wrinkled face: "Why? You don't recognize me so quickly? Have I changed so much?"

The tall man was still skeptical, "Big Brother, we buried you with our own hands!..."

Hearing this, the hunchback also laughed and said, "Speaking of this, I have to thank my two junior brothers! If it weren't for you, I would probably be dead now."

The short man was also startled when he heard this. He looked at the hunchback and asked in astonishment: "Why did you say that, brother? Why did we save you? We are just doing what we should do. You are our brother, we!..."

Hearing this, the hunchback chuckled, carefully looked at the two fellow apprentices, and said with a smile: "You..."

The hunchback told his two fellow apprentices the whole story.

The short man and the tall man looked at each other, both of them were shocked.

I didn't expect it! ...! This was actually Master's instruction!

The short man bowed to the hunchback and said, "Big Brother is blessed with great fortune, and we all respect him very much. At that time, we only blamed our low cultivation and mortal eyes, so how could we see the mystery. Since Big Brother is fine, we are also very happy, right, Junior Brother?"

Hearing this, the tall man also laughed and said, "Second Brother is right. Now that our eldest brother is healthy, we are naturally very happy."

"Big Brother, this time Master will take the three of us to seek revenge on Li Jing."

"Also let Xu Ping'an know that the martial arts masters in our southern border are not to be trifled with."

Hearing this, the hunchback snorted coldly and said, "That's right. Li Jing, a coward, dares to fight with us. But he is definitely not a match for our master."

The three of them burst into laughter.

Sudden.

The door in front of them slowly opened, and then a figure walked out. It was the old man from Southern Xinjiang, with white hair and black clothes, a handsome face, and younger than the three of them, like a pale-faced scholar.

"Meet the Master!"

The three of them bowed their backs and said.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang raised his hand and said, "Forget it! Are you all ready?"

The hunchback was the first to bow and said, "Master, I am ready."

The short man and the tall man said in unison: "Master, we are ready! We are just waiting for the Master to say a word! Then we can set off!"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang was in front, followed by the hunchback, and then the short man and the tall man.

The tall man transmitted a message to the short man: "Brother! I feel like this trip will be dangerous!"

The short man paused and said, "I feel the same way! But, with Master here, we don't have to worry! No matter how powerful Li Jing is, he can't be as powerful as Master!"

Hearing this, the tall man nodded in relief: "Well, with what you said, I feel relieved."

The short man was muttering in his heart, complaining:

"That Li Jing is definitely not a good person. I could already feel the terror from our last fight. And I have only felt that kind of terror from my master. In other words!..."

"Two junior brothers, I see you two are a little absent-minded in the back! Why?"

Suddenly, the hunchback in front took a look and saw that the two people seemed to be doing something, so he asked.

The short man hurriedly said, "Brother, we two are concentrating on following you and Master, how dare we have any distracting thoughts! Brother, you must have seen it wrong."

The hunchback said coldly, "My two junior brothers! This time, we are going to deal with Li Jing in order to take back the territory of Southern Xinjiang! Don't think too much. If we can't take it back, we can also go home."

The short man and the tall man laughed.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang ignored the conversation between the three brothers behind him, and flew quickly in front.

Half an hour later.

Four people appeared in the air above the southern Xinjiang coastline.

With a "whoosh" sound, countless arrows flew towards them.

"who?"

"Retreat quickly!"

The four people crossed the border, and arrows flew towards them. The old man from southern Xinjiang who was standing in front of the border shouted coldly, rolled up his wide sleeves, and instantly caught the arrows, which then flew back and shot in one direction.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!  …"

Immediately afterwards, several screams were heard.

"Are these just some small fry? You really overestimate Li Jing."

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw these ordinary soldiers and crossbowmen, he actually wanted to stop them.

Even the corpse puppets don't need to be dispatched to kill these people.

Then flatten it and go directly into the heart of southern Xinjiang.

however.

At this moment, another voice rang out: "Stop!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang and his three disciples stood in the air and looked towards the wall on one side. They saw more than ten huge crossbows mounted on the wall, facing them. If they dared to take another step forward, the crossbows would rain down like rain.

"We are here to see your Grand Commander. Is this how you receive guests?"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang said coldly.

"Oh? Really? This must be the old man from Nanjiang, right? I heard that you saved your disciple, and I was wondering why the body disappeared. I didn't expect it!..."

At this moment, a man stood on the top of the city. He was wearing armor, military shoes, a helmet on his head, and a spear in his hand. His eyes emitted two rays of light that shot directly at the four people from Southern Xinjiang.

The hunchback came to the old man from Southern Xinjiang and whispered, "Master, this man is Li Jing."

"He has a tiger under his wing who specializes in destroying the corpse puppets in Southern Xinjiang. Be careful!"

"The corpse puppets of the three of us brothers were destroyed by that beast, and even if we attacked together, we still couldn't defeat this person. This person must have become a land immortal, or a celestial being!..."

The tall man also echoed.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang tilted his head to look at the short man and asked, "What do you think?"

The short man was stunned for a moment, and quickly bowed to the old man from Southern Xinjiang and said, "Master, my cultivation is shallow. When I fought with Li Jing, I only vaguely felt that this person's aura! ... Hmm! It is somewhat similar to Master's!"

Upon hearing this, the old man from southern Xinjiang said "Oh" and glanced at the other two people, who both nodded.

The hunchback continued, "Second Junior Brother is right. I feel this deeply! I had this feeling when I lost to him. I even felt suffocated!"

When the old man from Southern Xinjiang heard the three people say this, he felt relieved and said with a smile: "So this guy is quite capable. The three of you will help me to defend against the archers. I will personally fight him to see how capable he is. If I cannot defeat him, I will return to the island immediately."

He is not a risk-taker and will run away if he can't win.

This is the consistent behavior of the elderly in southern Xinjiang.

The three of them bowed and said, "I obey your command!"

After the old man from Nanjiang gave instructions to the three people, he looked towards the tower with a sneer on his face: "Are you Li Jing?"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing said straight to the point: "Exactly! Why? The old man from Nanjiang wants to surrender? Or retreat? Or does he want to try the spear in the hand of this great commander?"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang sneered when he heard this, and said in a voice as loud as a bell: "That's exactly what I want!"

The words fell.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang held a strange weapon in his hand, which looked like a spear, a broadsword, and a mace. Without any extra words, he moved forward several dozen feet and pointed at Li Jing, "Come up and fight me!"

After Li Jing gave the instructions, without any hesitation, he tapped the ground with his toes and his body was like an arrow shooting out. With a whoosh, he was in the air and stood opposite the old man from southern Xinjiang.

"I have heard of the old man from Southern Xinjiang before. I thought he was still in Southern Xinjiang, but after this governor's visit, there is no news. I never thought he went to an isolated island. It is said that he is self-sufficient. I wonder if it is true?!..."

Li Jing asked first.

Upon hearing this, the old man from Southern Xinjiang said coldly, "Why! - Haha! Do you from Southern Xinjiang want to extinguish the isolated island? That depends on whether you, General Li, have the courage and guts to do so!"

"If you can really defeat me, I can consider joining the army of General Li. But if you can't beat me! - Haha! I'm afraid that Southern Xinjiang will also fall into your hands!"

"General Li, I don't know if you have confidence?"

Hearing this, Li Jing smiled but said nothing, and made a "please" gesture.

The old man from southern Xinjiang did not hesitate either.

The hunchback, the short man, and the tall man were all on guard around them.

"Fishing alone on a cold river!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang pulled out a strange weapon. As soon as he finished speaking, a silk thread flew out from the weapon. The silk thread was like silk and extremely tough. At the end of the silk thread, there was an inverted hook, like a fish hook.

The silk thread dragged the inverted hook, making a rustling sound in the air, which was extremely harsh.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang chuckled and said calmly: "I am a fisherman, and all living beings are fish!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing said nothing. He drew his spear and swept it across the air, making a sound like breaking through the air.

With a clang, the hook was hung on the spear, and the old man from Southern Xinjiang said, "Come! Come! Come!"

While talking.

He increased the strength in his hands, and in just a blink of an eye, the silk thread straightened, making a 'whoosh' sound, which was really creepy.

Li Jing stood in mid-air, holding the spear in his hand, without moving an inch. No matter how hard the old man from southern Xinjiang tried, he could not move it at all.

"Hey, old man from Southern Xinjiang! I look at you, you look so young, how come you have no strength? Could it be that you are really old? Are you useless?"

Li Jing joked.

The veins of the old man from Southern Xinjiang were bulging, his face was red, and he put more strength in his hands, but he still couldn't move the beast at all. He couldn't help but get angry and shouted:

"One-line network!"

The words fell.

Nets immediately appeared in the air. What was previously just a single silk thread had now turned into countless silk threads, woven into a huge net.

Shining down towards Li Jing in the air.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang smiled sinisterly and said, "If fishing doesn't work, a fishing net will do!"

When Li Jing saw this scene, he thought to himself, "You old man, you really have some tricks, but is that all you can do?"

"If that's true! - No! The old man from Nanjiang is a corpse puppet maker. It seems that he wants to deal with me without using corpse puppets! Are you underestimating this governor?..."

After figuring this out, Li Jing revealed a sneer.

The elderly people in southern Xinjiang also saw his smile.

"break!"

Li Jing's voice was like thunder. He drew his spear and thrust it out, carrying lightning and thunder. The sound of breaking through the air was 'sizzling' and it was endless.

Subsequently.

The spear was thrown upwards, and it came out like a dragon. The spear power intertwined and cut through the silk net below his head.

“—You! How did you do that?!”

The old man from southern Xinjiang was shocked to see that the silk net was torn. He pulled out an unknown weapon, as if he wanted to make up for it, but no matter what he did, he could not reconnect the scattered silk threads in the air.

Seeing the old man from Nanjiang in a panic, Li Jing also stared at the old man. It seemed that he was not ready to take action, but was waiting for the old man from Nanjiang to take action.

a long time……

The old man from Southern Xinjiang raised his eyes and stared at Li Jing, sneering: "You have some skills! - But! That's all!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing also stared at the old man from Southern Xinjiang, drew his spear, and shook it lightly, causing bursts of breaking sounds to burst out in the air.

"The corpse puppet is born!"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the strange weapon, but the weapon was undergoing some changes. Suddenly, a huge corpse puppet, as tall as a mountain and extremely huge, jumped out in front of the old man from Southern Xinjiang.

Li Jing was also stunned when he saw the corpse puppet.

He had heard some stories about the old man from Southern Xinjiang, and that this man had the ability to kill celestial beings.

Hey! This corpse puppet was taken down from the heaven by an immortal, and then refined by the old man from Southern Xinjiang. Now it is being controlled by him!

The corpse puppet held two huge axes in its hands and stood in front of the old man from southern Xinjiang, like a mountain.

There was a monstrous smell of corpse and death emanating from his body, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Oh! This is the immortal you captured from the upper realm! - Haha! I am so impatient looking at him, but I wonder how many times he can withstand my blows!"

Li Jing stared at the corpse puppet and looked at the old man from southern Xinjiang with some provocation.

Hearing this, the old man from Southern Xinjiang said coldly, "When the corpse puppet appears, blood will flow like a river in Southern Xinjiang! Today, I am carrying the immortal corpse puppet with only one purpose, which is to kill you, General Li. If you don't accept it, go ahead and make me admit defeat to you."

Li Jing did not give the old man from Nanjiang any chance and attacked directly.

"The gun comes out like a dragon!"

Li Jing drew his spear and thrust it out. The surrounding air was moved along, carrying with it thunder. A vortex appeared in the air, and huge energy fluctuations occurred.

From the whirlpool, a huge spear slowly emerged, carrying lightning with it.

"Suppress and kill!"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang was also slightly startled when he saw this scene. He stared at the huge spear and said disdainfully, "You can deal with others, but you are still a little naive to fight me."

"It's just a spear. Even if it has a huge spear force, it's just that powerful."

"In my opinion, you are all just chickens and dogs, traitors."

Li Jing did not respond. He drew his spear and threw it into the air. He pushed the end of the spear and stabbed it towards the old man from southern Xinjiang.

"combine!"

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw the shot, he also felt the horror, but he did not take it lightly. Instead, he jumped up, landed on the shoulder of the corpse puppet, and commanded it.

After receiving the order, the corpse puppet put away his two axes and stretched out both palms towards the spear.

A "sizzling" sound was heard in mid-air. It was the sound of the two palms colliding with the spear's force. The corpse puppet's palms squeezed the spear's force, making it smaller and smaller.

Boom!

The corpse puppet used its palms to shatter the spear force around the spear, and then it put its palms together and smashed the spear into pieces.

"Kill Li Jing!"

The voice of the old man from southern Xinjiang sounded like a huge bell.