As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Several people turned their heads to look at Jiang Ming, and one of them glanced at the three catties of bricks on his table. Knowing that he was a fierce man, he smiled politely and said, "What? Brother also knows General Guan?"

Jiang Ming shook his head and said: "That's not true, I just heard what a few people said, and I think this is a hero..."

"Hahaha, of course General Guan Fengguan can be called a hero!"

The man laughed loudly and said: "It is rumored that he used to be just a hunter in Dayun Mansion, and later he joined Feiyun Army when it was in its infancy, step by step to today, has won countless victories, and has never committed any crimes wherever he went. The Black Tiger Army led by Yan Ming is even more famous!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were deep, and he asked, "How can such a brave general be used as a bait?"

"It can only be said that Fei Yunjun's appearance in Tsing Yi is not only exhaustive, but also ruthless and decisive in his actions!"

Another warrior sighed:

"I heard that the war opportunities were changing rapidly at that time, the god was quite decisive, and sent the only Black Tiger Army who was resting quickly to dispatch. Not to mention that the Qingxuan Army was deceived, I heard that even the Black Tiger Army itself was deceived... ..."

"Thinking about it now, if it weren't for the elites of the Black Tiger Army as a bait, the 200,000 Qingxuan army would not be able to deceive the 200,000 Qingxuan army... The 200,000 troops are also the elites of the Qingxuan army, but now they are completely gone. I'm afraid it will hurt your vitality, and it may affect the future direction of the war!"

"It's just a pity that 30,000 heroes are now trapped in Ningzhou City. I'm afraid there is no hope of surviving..." The warrior shook his head and took a big gulp of wine.

"Thank you for letting me know!" Jiang Ming nodded, gave the rest of the bricks to these people, and strode away from the tavern.

...

Outside Xuelin City, Jiang Ming's figure moved, like a bolt of lightning, flying all the way to the south.

With his current strength, coupled with using the Broken Vein Meridian from time to time, it would be a bit modest to say that he has made rapid progress.

"Travel day and night, about three to five days, you can reach Ningzhou City... Don't die first!" Jiang Ming muttered.

"When you were studying martial arts at Liehuzhuang, you told me that if Liehuzhuang was in trouble in the future, let me get you a hand. I didn't expect it to come true today... Guan Lietou, you shouldn't be a general to rebel, you should be a general." Fortune tellers, even this calamity can be counted!"

Jiang Ming murmured to himself, but his eyes were calm and unwavering. Some things needed to be decided, and some things didn't even need to be thought about.

The moment he heard the news, he made a decision.

When he was weak, he accepted Liehuzhuang's love and made a promise to head hunter Guan, and now is the time to fulfill it.

It is natural to deceive enemies, but Jiang Ming has always kept promises to friends.

"Words must be believed, deeds must be resolute... This is also a kind of training to maintain one's heart in longevity!"

Jiang Ming whispered in his heart that what the Immortal Source Light brought him was simply immortality, but he didn't have any guidance on how to live forever and what kind of immortal he would eventually become.

Jiang Ming once thought that maybe different people who get this golden finger will have different ways of longevity.

Maybe some are meticulous to the end and don't get involved in any cause and effect... Maybe some act recklessly and do whatever they want...

Sometimes, Jiang Ming would even be a little scared when he was sleeping at night, what kind of immortal self would become in the end, would he be a cold and ruthless ghost, or a devil who would bring disaster to the world...

"I just want to be a normal person safely!"

Jiang Ming sighed softly, the Broken Vessel Meridian suddenly exploded, and his speed increased again. The whole person was like an arrow flying from the string, bursting out bursts of buzzing through the air, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road in a flash...

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Five days later.

In the north of Qinglin Mansion, in a chaotic small city.

"Fortunately it's not late!"

Jiang Ming disguised himself as a white-haired beggar, and walked slowly along the street.

Although there was a large army besieging outside the city, Jiang Ming's dignified half-step master jumped up the city wall and sneaked into the city under the cover of night, so no one noticed.

The Black Tiger Army is currently busy defending the city, with a shortage of manpower, and has no time to take care of these beggars and refugees...

Even many young and strong men from the common people in the city went up to the city wall voluntarily or by force, helping to defend the city, transporting wounded supplies and even joining the battle...

Benevolence and righteousness also have time, and now at the time of life and death, it is natural to use it up... Guan Feng is not a bad person, otherwise he would not be able to sit in this position.

However, this Black Tiger Army is not bad. Although they control the grain depot, they will distribute porridge on the streets every day to stabilize the people's hearts.

Jiang Ming also mixed in with the crowd and went to get a bowl, while the cat purred at the base of the wall and drank it.

"This Ningzhou City used to be an important town in the Yan Kingdom, and it was an important road for transporting grain. There should be no shortage of food and grass in the city... But after all, there are only 30,000 defenders, and now I am afraid that 20,000 will not be enough... If you continue to fight, you will not be able to last for a few days. !"

Jiang Ming looked in the direction of the city wall, there were traces of smoke and fire everywhere, and blood dripping from the top of the city... It was obvious that the battle to defend the city had reached its extreme.

"Wait for an opportunity to make a move..."

Jiang Ming drank the porridge with calm eyes.

He originally wanted to kill from the back of the Qingxuan army, but he was a bit stupid after thinking about it. That is an army of hundreds of thousands of people, but the real number must be tens of thousands. Even if it is tens of thousands of pigs, he can kill it by himself , I have to kill until when, maybe even recruit the master...

So Jiang Ming sneaked into the city, preparing to wait for an opportune time. Not only did he want to kill people, but he also wanted to crush the morale of the Qingxuan army outside the city with one blow... Once the morale is scattered, it will be a mess, ready to be slaughtered...

At night, Jiang Ming and a group of beggar brothers nestled in a corner, closed their eyes and fell asleep...

...

the next day.

The alarm bells rang loudly, and the Qingxuan Army, which was overwhelmingly crowded outside the city, suddenly came again in a big way.

The defenders in the city swarmed and rushed towards the city wall. Soon there was a loud cry of killing, and thick smoke rose from the direction of the city. It should be the kerosene thrown by the defenders...

In the city, there were still soldiers walking around, shouting to settle down the people: "Don't panic, there are soldiers defending the city!"

Jiang Ming nodded. Compared with the original Cangshan Army, it was much stronger.

When defending the city, we must not only guard against foreign aggression, but also guard against internal strife. How many battles to defend the city were finally defeated by the people in the city. Prepare to storm the city gate...

boom……

In the distance, a block of houses was suddenly smashed and collapsed by the stones thrown by the trebuchet. There were still scattered arrows raining down on the city. The houses were burning, screaming and crying, and the people began to panic Running around, several soldiers of the Black Tiger Army ran back and forth to deal with it, but the manpower was stretched, and the city suddenly became more chaotic...

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a procession came from the direction of the city lord's mansion. They were all dressed in full armor and looked impressive. They rushed towards the city head in a hurry.

"General Guan, this west gate has the flattest terrain, which is conducive to the Qingxuan army's attack... Their purpose should be to open a gap from here!"

A voice that made Jiang Ming feel a little familiar sounded, but it was a little more mature and older.

He looked towards the team, and the speaker was a dark-faced man, it was Peng Lu who led him to Liehu Manor back then, and now there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his temples were a little gray.

And in front of him, a burly figure walked like a tiger, with piercing eyes, who else could it be except Guan Feng?

But today's Guan Feng seems to be younger than Peng Lu, and there is no change from more than 20 years ago.

"Twenty years have passed, and Guan Headhunter...has also stepped into the realm of a master?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. With Guan's previous qualifications as a headhunter, if he could break through to the first-class level, his ancestral grave would be smoked. Now that he has become a martial arts master, it seems that he has gained a lot of resources to help him in the Feiyun Army.

"The time...should be coming soon!" Jiang Ming quietly got up and followed without a trace.

After walking a few streets, Jiang Ming has changed from a white-haired beggar to a pale-faced middle-aged man.

"Master Bing, this city must be defended... I'll move things for you!" He ran to a cart and said.

"Move this cart of arrows up!" The soldier in charge of the supplies saw that there were people coming to help, so he didn't have time to judge anything at this time, and randomly assigned tasks. Anyway, it would be right to transport things to the city wall. .

Jiang Ming hurriedly mixed into the crowd, carrying a bundle of arrows to the city...

On the city wall, Guan Feng stared at the fierce Qingxuan army below, frowning.

"Headhunter, I'm afraid it's the end this time...I didn't expect our brothers to die together in the end." Peng Lu walked to Guan Feng's side and laughed softly.

Only when there are no outsiders, Peng Lu will call Guan Feng as a headhunter.

Guan Feng glanced at him angrily: "I don't want to die yet!"

However, there was a trace of exhaustion and helplessness in his eyes, and he cursed in a low voice: "Fuck his uncle Wei Yan!"

Peng Lu smiled, but he was free and easy: "Before we came out, didn't we guess that this trip would probably not go back?"

Guan Feng sighed: "I guess I guessed it, but when I think of so many brothers going to Huangquan with us, I still want to curse!"

"I just hope that after we die, the world can be stable as soon as possible..." He shook his head, it was precisely because he believed in Wei Yan's plan that he was willing to be the bait.

The battle to defend the city dragged on for a day and a night, until the next morning, when the Qingxuan army receded like a tide, leaving only the corpses lying on the city wall.

But immediately after, the Qingxuan Army sent people to keep clamoring in front of the formation.

"This bunch of bastards, I'm so pissed off..."

Peng Lu's eyes were red, the Qingxuan army outside the city didn't fight them to the death at all, they just kept killing their patience and endurance like this.

"Some brothers have been standing guard for several days and nights, and they really can't hold it anymore..." Peng Lu sighed, I'm afraid it won't last long if this goes on.

Outside the city, a general of the Qingxuan Army was riding around on a horse, circulating his blood energy from time to time, cursing the cowards in the city, no one dared to fight him.

Guan Feng stared at the man for a long time, then suddenly said: "Send someone to fight!"

"Ah?" Peng Lu was startled, and hurriedly said:

"Then Geng Yuanlong is a martial arts master. Their purpose is to seduce us to fight him one-on-one. No matter whether we win or lose, they want to exchange money with our martial arts master. In the end, it will definitely be bad for us..."

"If you don't fight again, your morale will drop!" Guan Feng glanced at the tired soldiers on the city wall: "Now we can only wait longer if we win one battle."

After a while, Guan Feng summoned five generals and said in a deep voice, "Who wants to go to this battle? You can only win but not lose!"

The faces of several people were ponderous, they were not afraid of death, but Geng Yuanlong was a well-known Martial Dao strongman in Dayan back then, after so many years, he would only become stronger, no one dared to say that he was sure to beat him.

In the end, an older general stood up and said slowly, "Let me go, I can't promise to beat him, but I, Dong Jiusheng, can guarantee that he will never go back alive."

The faces of several people changed, this is the determination to die.

"Then leave everything to General Dong!" Guan Feng bowed slightly, turned around and shouted: "Bring the wine!"

"General Guan, prepare the wine. I'll go down and change my clothes. If we start a fight, I'll wear my own clothes comfortably..." Dong Jiusheng said with a smile. It doesn't matter whether he wears armor or not in the battle with the martial arts master.

Downstairs, Dong Jiusheng stepped into a camp tent, took out an ordinary gray robe from a wooden box, and was about to change into it when someone behind him lifted the tent and came in.

"General Dong, General Guan asked me to tell you something!"

General Dong turned around in doubt, but before he could see the face of the person coming, he felt his eyes go dark, and he was hit on the forehead with a punch, and suddenly he spun and fainted on the ground.

"How offending..." The visitor gave him another pill to keep him asleep, and then looked at the gray robe in the wooden box...

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On the city wall, Guan Feng saw that Dong Jiusheng came back after changing clothes, and his whole body seemed to be different.

"Maybe it's because he's been wearing armor for too long, and he's not used to changing his clothes..." Guan Feng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"General Dong, please!" He stepped forward and was about to pour wine for Dong Jiusheng.

"Dong Jiusheng" stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a faint smile, "How can I drink this wine before I have killed the enemy? General Guan will send someone to warm up the wine. After I finish this journey, it won't be too late to drink it when I come back."

Guan Feng and the others were a little stunned. How did Dong Jiusheng go down and walk around and become so sharp?

"This is also a good thing. It is better to have the heart of victory than to have the heart of death!"

Guan Feng thought, and was about to raise his head to say something more, but he saw that Dong Jiusheng had already walked to the edge of the city wall with a long knife in his hand, and when he jumped, he flew down.

Guan Feng opened his mouth, but in the end he could only helplessly shake his head, and told Peng Lu, "Go find the stove and warm the wine."

And he looked to both sides of the city wall, all the soldiers gathered, staring at the figure that jumped off the city wall, there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his dull and tired eyes.

"If we lose this battle...it's basically a foregone conclusion!"

Guan Feng sighed softly in his heart, sometimes he gave hope, but if the hope was shattered, more complete despair would follow...

But this battle has been fought so far, if you don't take a gamble, it won't be long before you are completely defeated...

He stared at the city wall, and the lonely person gradually drifted away: "All hopes are placed on this person!"

On the city wall, more and more soldiers gathered, but they became quieter and quieter. Everyone was staring at that figure. Perhaps death would be inevitable in the end, but it was also a kind of comfort to witness a victory before death... …

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Tread~

Jiang Ming stepped over corpses, stones, arrows stuck in the ground, stepped on puddles of blood, and came step by step to the famous enemy general Geng Yuanlong.

"Who is coming, tell us your name!" Geng Yuanlong was full of beards, holding a spear, riding on a war horse, overlooking Jiang Ming.

In the distance behind Geng Yuanlong is the army of the Qingxuan Army, with banners and flags unfurled, bursting with majesty, and there is no end in sight.

This kind of power alone is enough to make warriors with poor psychological endurance feel fear.

Faced with such a scene, Jiang Ming felt a sense of pride in his heart, why should he learn martial arts?

Facing thousands of troops alone, Jiang Ming's fighting spirit became more and more intense. Jiang Ming suddenly felt that he had broken through to the master... just today!

"The dead... don't need to know my name!" He stared at Geng Yuanlong and chuckled.

"Hmph! Then I can only set up an unnamed tomb for you..." Geng Yuanlong sneered, jumped up from his horse, swung his spear, blood burst out immediately, and the spear's light shot up three feet, slamming at Jiang Ming Stab hard.

"Three feet of blood strength, the realm of great success!"

On the city wall, the faces of Guan Feng and others changed drastically, this Geng Yuanlong has been hiding his clumsiness.

"This is not good..." Guan Feng's eyes dimmed, as if he had already seen the end.

In the battlefield, Jiang Ming's face was calm, and he rushed forward. The long knife seemed to be raised slowly and quickly, and the blood force covered the blade, colliding fiercely with the spear light...

boom!

The blood exploded and shattered, causing circles of ripples, and gravel and dust splashed everywhere.

A cold light flashed, a string of blood splashed, and the head rolled down...