Just then, suddenly a tough man passed by from the periphery, and when he saw the lively scene here, he could not help frowning. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he stirred up two clouds of smoke and dust. The whole man had rushed into the field, punched straight, kicked across his legs, and made a neat move without dragging his feet. However, in the blink of an eye, he had already made seven or eight moves. They attacked the officials of the Control yuan who had not yet stopped. The man's punch was very simple, but he won by killing quickly and fiercely. At the same time, the officials of the Control yuan did not benefit from it and were forced to leave the original place. Several people who were retreating according to Fan Tisi's orders were kicked in the leg and almost fell down. Fan Xian slanted his head slightly and said to himself, "Where is a master in the army?"? This man's level of martial arts can not be seen for the time being, but he was born with the power of an armored blood killing in the army, which unexpectedly forced his subordinates to retreat. The man for Changan Hou's family after the rescue, long standing in place, eyes slightly squint, seems to be a series of fierce attacks on his previous, was not an enemy down, feel a little surprised. At a glance, he saw that Fan Xian, who was standing on the stone steps, was the leader. He frowned and said, "What an imposing Nanqing Mission! Those who were sent out of the mission at random are all masters above the sixth grade!" Fan Xian glanced at him. Quietly,Marble Projects, he said, "a mission to a foreign country.". The most important thing is not to fall into national prestige. Since you are a military figure, don't you understand this truth? The man took one look at the crowd on the ground and frowned. "They're just slaves," he said. "Even if the child is rude, don't you rely on this child to establish your authority with the servants?" Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "That depends on your opinion.". I'm going to let people spit on me? The man was stunned. I don't know what I thought of, and my face darkened slightly. The Wei commander on this side recognized who the man was. With a respectful look on his face, he came forward and saluted: "General Tan,Stone Honeycomb Panel, what are you doing here?" The man in the army, surnamed Tan, did not recognize the commander of the imperial guards for a moment. Commander Wei hurriedly said, "Xiaoguan Wei Wuji." It turned out that General Tan, surnamed Tan Wu, was a capable subordinate of General Uesugi Tiger in the northern region. Always fighting the barbarians in the ice and snow of the north. Last year, he was transferred back to Kyoto with General Uesugi Toru, but he had been idle all the time and only occasionally went to the Ministry of War. Although the military colleagues in the capital respect the fierce, loyal and brave Shanhu, they have always respected him. But after all, I had a bad time. I passed by here occasionally today, but I didn't expect to encounter a farce at the gate of the Southern Qi Mission. Tan Wu took one look at Commander Wei and said helplessly, "How can I let these southerners run amuck like this in Shangjing?" Wei Wuji said with a wry smile, "The palace has strict orders to protect the safety of the mission. It is a matter of state affairs. I dare not neglect it." Tan Wu thought that Qi had been defeated for years, but he and Hu Shuai had no chance to go south to fight. He couldn't help feeling depressed. Looking at the wounded all over the ground, he was even more contemptuous and angry. He suddenly raised his head and handed his hand to Fan Xian on the stone steps and said, "I dare to ask you, pietra gray marble ,Pietra Gray Marble, sir, but the Southern Qi is making Lord Fan Xian?" "Exactly," said Fan Xian. Tan Wu looked awestruck and said in a harsh voice, "Tan Wu of the Northern Qi Dynasty, ask Lord Fan for advice." With these words, he put his sword gently on the ground. Fan Xian shook his head, knowing that the other party did not claim to be an official. He was going to do it according to the rules of the folk duel. He said softly, "Lord Tan, before you, I have already received two sacks of daggers. Even if you want to duel, maybe you can only postpone it for a few days." Tan Wu frowned and said, "As the saying goes, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the sun. Please give me some advice." Fan Xian shook his head again.
Tan Wu said angrily, "I know that Lord Fan is not only very talented in poetry, but also very skillful in martial arts. Last year, he killed his own master Cheng Jushu in a single battle. Could it be that Lord Fan looks down on me?" Fan Xian took one look at him and knew that the soldier was bloody. He smiled and said, "Although I am the head of the mission, and I really look like a trouble-making group just now, I have always respected the good men on the battlefield. I knew that you had been fighting against the barbarians in the northern snow for many years. It's too late for me to respect you."? Why do we have to win or lose with fists and feet? Tan Wu was a straightforward man, listening to the gentle meaning of Fan's gossip, his face was a little jittery, but he still twisted his temper and arched his hands in midair. With a sigh, Fan Xian shook his head and said softly to Gao Da behind him, "Stop at the point." Gundam slowly put the long knife behind him on the ground, walked to the stone steps, and steadily stretched out his right hand to the famous and brave general of the Northern Qi Dynasty, making a gesture of invitation. Tan Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a dangerous atmosphere from the bodyguard. He knew that the other side was indeed a master. The Southern Qi training group let him come out to fight with him, which was not humiliating to him. So he breathed a sigh of relief, made a mistake with his palms, and attacked Gundam. As soon as the shadow of the palm moved, there was a muffled hum, which stirred up a burst of dust. After the dust fell, I saw a palm in my right chest, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of my lips. But Gao Da's cold right hand had already strangled Tan Wu's throat! The calluses sharpened by years of practice scraped the skin of Tan Wu's pharynx, which made the Northern Qi general, who had never known fear, feel a chill. Gundam took a slow step back and lowered his right hand. Tan Wu looked at the unknown master, a shock in the heart, the other side of the mission even casually sent one, can let oneself have no power to fight back! The previous moment, when he cut the other side of the sternum, unexpectedly did not see clearly, the other side of the hand is how to reach in front of his own body, he knew that if the other side is not merciful, he would have broken his throat bone at this time! Tan Wu also knows that if it is a real fight, this is obviously a master of the knife, will not give themselves any chance to touch each other's body. He bowed deeply to Gundam, saluted Fan Xian, and left the door of the mission without looking back. It's just a one-move battle, but it's still thrilling. The carriage drove along the streets of Shangjing to the Ministry of Rites, surrounded by the soldiers of the imperial guards,Slate Wall Panel, and never gave anyone a chance to get close to the Nanqing Mission. Sitting on the carriage, Fan Xian closed his eyes slightly and said to Gao Da beside him, "Why did you get that slap just now?" 。 forustone.com