Chapter 417: The Waves

The sun rose out of the East Sea, and the sunlight shone brightly.

Between heaven and earth, outside the Northwest Plateau, the sunlight was just like a line of tide, slowly advancing from east to west, bringing infinite light.

The king’s flag of Xu on the top of the city and the pennant in the center of the North Mang camp outside the city were illuminated by the sunlight almost at the same time.

Underneath the Northern Mang pennant, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Northern Mang was riding a sweat-blooded BMW, clad in splendid golden armor, and was gazing towards the southern city, full of ambition and smiles.

And under the king’s flag at the top of the city, there is a drumming platform that is more than ten feet above the city’s head walkway, a young woman dressed in onyx picks up the steps and stands in front of a cowhide drum, only to see her take off the sword case behind her back, smashing it heavily on the ground, and then stepping forward, seeming to hesitate for a moment, and then finally taking a deep breath, she takes up the drumstick and holds it tightly. Those veteran generals and soldiers of the Rejected North City who had experienced the Spring and Autumn Warfare were uncontrollably excited upon seeing this scene.

Perhaps nowadays, the real backbone of the Northern Liang Border Army, the majestic Northern Liang Iron Cavalry, already belongs to Li Mo Fan, Liu Yanchao, Ning Emei, who are in their prime, and it won’t take long for the military power to be transferred to the hands of younger generals such as Yu Luan Dagger, Cao Wei, and Kou Jianghuai Xie Xijian.

This is like a person’s old age, sickness and death, can not be resisted, but in the hearts of those old people in Beiliang, especially the old soldiers who have personally experienced the battle of the Spring and Autumn Ding Ding Battle of the Western Wall, for the big drum, the white onyx, the most vivid memory. For this brand-new city located at the gate of the northwestern border, the most important thing after hanging the plaque was not the official completion of the general’s residence, but the construction of the platform and drums, which was quite unimaginable to outsiders!

This drum is from the Qingliang Mountain storehouse, which has been treasured by the Xu family for many years, and even the drumsticks have a long history. The drum was made during the battle of Xibi Bi, and after Xu Snapu, the human slaughterer, was crowned king of the northwestern part of the country, he followed the Xu family’s army into the northern part of the country. Since ancient times, the military has heard the sound of the drums and into the sound of gold is retired, but also the origin of the drums and gold, according to the Qin era of yin and yang exposition, spring and summer growth, autumn harvest and winter is the cycle of heaven, the drums are made of wood, implying the vitality of life and development, and therefore beat the drums on the battlefield, and the autumn belongs to the gold, when the convergence of the military will be used to symbolize the withdrawal of the troops. The Central Plains heard that the Northwest Xu family in the withdrawal of the Central Plains to the frontier, the Northern Liang barbarians will have a “Western wall, the Xu family do not hear the sound of gold only drums,” the tradition, Liyang dynastic field side of the majority of the skeptical, under the sky of the military, no matter how strong and elite, which can really do not retreat, think it is certainly an exaggeration of the statement.

The drum is still the cowhide drum, the woman is not the woman of the year, but the sword box is still the same, white onyx is still the same, the city is still the same.

The woman turned her head to look at the horse road, the slender back is slowly walking towards the middle of the city, towards the hanging plaque above the city gate, he wore from the Lingshou Golden Wisps Weaving Bureau of the feudal king’s python robes, in the sunlight, the black and gold python robes glittering.

Seemingly sensing the woman’s gaze, the young man turned his head to look back and smiled at her.

Originally some apprehension of the stunning woman suddenly peace of mind, the heart is at peace that is my home, she never said to him, as long as the line of sight to be able to look at his figure, she will be at peace.

She glanced down at the feet of the rosewood sword box, and then slowly raised his head, eyes resolute up, her hands holding drumsticks, ready to beat the drum, she is now going to be like the year that the woman surnamed Wu Jianxian, a drum, for the North Liang for the Northwest, for him to strengthen the momentum.

Below the city, the North Mang ten thousand captain in the clamor of the Northern Liang no one dares to fight, the laughter is heavier, the body slightly tilted back, looked up to the refusal of the northern city of the city, the grassland stout man attitude arrogant, look forward to the self-hung, really is regarded as the city of the clanking iron armor as nothing.

Only when he saw that a Liyang Clan King python robe, appeared in the position directly above the city gate, could not help but tighten the reins of the horse, sit straight, a hand subconsciously press the hilt of the Mang sword.

He did not see the good immediately dial horse away, but so openly looked up to the legendary Liyang different surnames king, the back of the 400,000 grassland cavalry as a backer of the Dragon Waist State Wanfujing, although the heart is vaguely panicked, can be born on the hot pursuit of power suppressed the fear, he is incredibly clear, the two armies against their own words, destined to be spread inside and outside the city of the refusal of the north, will soon be Soon it will also spread to the grassland two capitals and the Northern Liang Pass, and even into the ears of His Majesty the Emperor, as well as into the ears of the young king of Liyang in Tai’an City. Even if he had yet to go into battle and kill the enemy, this was already a monstrous military achievement that was bound to reach the heavens, and no one would be able to cover it up, and if he was able to speak a few more words with that young new Liang King, it would even help him to make a name for himself in the two dynasties, so he calmed down his thoughts for a moment, deliberately pivoted his horse in a circle, pointed at the top of the city with the whip, and knowingly shouted out with all his strength, “Are you Xu Fengyen? ”

It was a pity that the young man’s eyes were cast on the North Mang camp as if he was looking for something, and he simply did not pay any attention to this Wanwufu chief who had pocketed the first merit in just a few words.

The self-interested Northern Mang Wanfu Chief was about to continue to provoke, but he didn’t expect that with the wave of the golden-armored knight’s hand under the big pennant, the Northern Mang army sounded a horn, and the siege of the city began.

The black and pressurized North Mang foot soldiers took the lead and slowly began to move forward, like locusts crossing the border, from north to south.

Looking north from the head of Rebel North City, among the dense swarms of locusts, two thousand three hundred stone-throwing vehicles of different sizes, under the busy supervision of the officials of the Southern Dynasty’s Military Weapons Supervisor, eventually landed on the ground in various places, forming an arc, with Rebel North City as the center of the arc. Beimang stone throwing car is divided into six kinds, both need to drag the hand up to more than two hundred people of the giant stone throwing car, there are twenty or thirty brawn outstanding drag can successfully drive the small stone throwing car, compared with the first large-scale appearance of the Beimang stone throwing car tiger head of the city of the battle, the attack on the refusal of the north city, not only the total number of stone throwing car is more shocking, and the large-scale stone throwing car occupies the majority, which naturally means that refusal of the north city need to withstand a more horrifying! A “heavenly maiden”, that pouring rain, can only be until the North Mang exhausted the boulder reserves of the two peaks before giving up.

Daredevils, who were regarded as the pawns of a thousand pieces of gold by the border army of Northern Mang, similar to the top elite foot trekking pawns of the Southern Dynasty, would hide among the attacking pawns, and instead of attacking the top of the city through the obvious goal of erecting ladders or towering buildings and chariots, they would give up their shields, wear only light leather armor, and carry a sword in their mouths, and with the arrows inserted into the city wall, and with their athletic bodies like mountain apes and monkeys, they would quickly climb and swing up the city wall and act as a surprise force to attack the defending party, which would be the most important part of the attacking army. The city defender was attacked and disturbed.

North Mang army presses, in addition to the most distinctive and eye-catching royal pennant, a bar of grassland marshal flags are also fluttering in the wind, hunting and sounding.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Northern Mang suddenly frowned, because on the side of the big steed under his crotch, there suddenly appeared a mute man with a solid figure, not wearing iron armor and not wearing a sword, but just a cloth pouch hanging on his waist.

This imperial chariot of the Prince slightly bent over, quite a Chinese celebrity courtesy of the wind, and pleasant smile and asked: “Deng Zongshi, why so soon to show up? Can’t it be that there is someone else in Northern Liang who is able to kill all the way to this place?”

The man with a broken spearhead hidden in his pouch was silent.

In just three or four years, the martial arts masters of Beimang have fallen to pieces, a dismal scene of the jianghu’s gas will be exhausted, with supreme magical power to subdue a young qilin’s moral patriarch, has already ascended and left the world, the fifth raccoon of Tibing Mountain died in the hands of the new Liang King, the chess sword Lefu’s Hong Jingyan died in the dragon’s eye child’s plains, the bronze man masters don’t know what to do, a large number of masters such as Princess Grave Xiao Niantou and Iron Cavalier all died inside the Beiliang Pass, the demonic path of Beimang The first person Luo Yang and Huyan Daguan has long been hidden from the world, rumored to be in the Central Plains Jianghu cold eyes, now the North Mang masters, can be said to be only a handful, in addition to the Tuoba Bodhisattva is still standing, the species of the family’s second head of the species of the Liang to join the army, only the man surnamed Deng can hold up the big picture.

That’s why he was arranged by Li Mibi, the leader of the Northern Mang Spider Web, to be by the side of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, just in case of any mishaps. After all, this young man with bright golden armor was the nominal commander-in-chief of North Mang’s 400,000-strong army.

Hidden in the shadows, Broken Spear Teng Mao appeared for a simple reason.

He knew that the white-robed devil who had made the entire grassland bow down in previous years had arrived and was about to enter the battlefield!

For that woman who had once chiseled through both the Northern Court of the Southern Dynasty of Beimang with one person and one horse, Teng Mao knew the depth of her cultivation better than anyone else.

The North Mang Wanfu Chief knew that he should retreat no matter what, the army behind him was about to start a round of shooting at the Rejected North City to cover the rapid advance of the attacking foot soldiers.

But just at this moment, just to turn around the stout general felt a breeze around him, horrified, turned his head, and found that the side of the horse at his hip at some point stood that young man in python robes, the two sides of the enemy one facing the city and the other back to the city, the world-famous young man quietly looked toward the prairie army.

How can not imagine that this hall of clan king will personally involved in danger out of the city, the liver and gall want to break the North Mang ten thousand captain stayed like a wooden chicken, trembling voice: “How did you go out of the city? Xu Fengnian how dare you ……”

Not waiting for this Wanfu chief to finish his words, the crotch of the horse was like being overwhelmed by a mountain, the four legs were broken, the horse’s belly touched the ground with a thud, the young feudal king casually waved his hand, the Wanfu chief’s body involuntarily tilted and slid towards him, and finally his head was clutched in the palm of the young feudal king’s hand, and gently threw it forward, and suddenly the corpse of the rider general who had blood flowing from his seven orifices was thrown out dozens of feet away, and was killed on the spot.

Above the head of Reject North City, the women beat their drums.

This was probably the first time that Bei Liang had let out their voices to this side of heaven and earth.

Following the sound of the drums, when Xu Fengyen appeared outside the city, a number of figures, like a shooting star, crashed onto the ground outside the Reject North City and stood on the same line as the young Vassal King, facing north.

Located on the left side of the young Vassal King was a middle-aged swordsman who had traveled from Western Shu to Northern Liang, one of the Four Great Masters of Martial Arts, Deng Tai’a. He had his hands behind his back and was hanging from his waist.

He had his hands behind his back, with two swords hanging from his waist, and the gusty wind on his face made this Peach Blossom Sword God, who had been walking around for years because of his mediocre appearance, but had never been recognized, finally reveal a kind of sword immortal elegance of the world’s swordsmanship that was the only thing that mattered to me.

On the right side of the young feudal lord was a white dress, precisely the devil Luo Yang who possessed the dual identities of the Northern Mang Princess Tomb Da Nian Tou and the Leiyang Luoyu Mountain Sect Master.

She did not turn her head to look at Xu Fengnian, but instead looked ahead and blandly said, “You missed your appointment.”

The young vassal king smiled and said nothing.

Xu Yanbing landed heavily on Deng Tai’a’s left side with his iron spear in hand and said softly, “I never thought that I would have the chance to fight alongside the Peach Blossom Sword God in this life.”

Teng Tai’a replied succinctly, “I am also fortunate.”

A purple dress floated to the ground, gently stomping her feet as the knots in her skirt gently loosened.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s smile released, like an innocent worldly woman, after that year’s great snow ping change, this amazingly talented woman was so relaxed for the first time.

After this battle, you and I no longer owe each other, then no longer see each other well.

Zhu-robed Xu Ying landed on the side of the white-clothed Luoyang, turned his head and smiled sweetly, full of joy, and looked at her and him.

After the white clothes and white hair Sui Shiaogu landed on the ground, raised that one-armed, two fingers twisted the snow white long eyebrows, the old man who ate countless famous swords in the world still did not wear a sword, just gently spit out a breath.

The cup of wine is full of sun and moon, and the exhaled breath destroys the five mountains.

Blind female zither player Xue Songguan stood holding the zither, her head slightly tilted, and her fingers gently pressed on the strings of the zither, and a touch was imminent.

Knocking to ask for longevity, knocking to break longevity.

Wu family sword mound contemporary sword crown Wu Liuding looked ahead of the North Mang army, tsked and laughed: “Compared to our Wu family old ancestor encountered the battle back in the day, can be a lot bigger, in the future will have to talk to Wen Bousheng to brag about a good, after walking through this, small master I am considered to have seen a big wind and big waves.”

Sword Servant Cui Hua, who had been showing her eyes closed, turned her head and opened her eyes to look at the top of the city, glanced at the white-clothed woman who was beating the drums like thunder, and after retracting her line of sight, she said in a low voice, “Am I not a bit uglier, and a bit worse tempered?”

Wu Liuding froze and grinned, “Cuihua! Ever since I ate your sauerkraut, you are my Wu Liuding’s first-class good match in this life! It’s a must!”

Not far away, Yu Xingrui, the Wudang Grand Master who was carrying a mahogany sword, laughed out loud at his words, “You kid, you have a bit of the elegance of that young master of the Poor Tao.”

On the other side, Blade Master Mao Shulang, aged Confucian Cheng Baishang and Southern Border Dragon Palace Chief Guest Secretary JI Liu’an, the three of them stood side by side.

Mao Shulang closed his eyes and rested his mind, his palm against the hilt of the sword at his waist.

JI Liu’an squinted his eyes and looked to the north, like the Northern Mang army that was coming in amidst the amalgamated flood waters, and was calm and relaxed.

Cheng Baishang, who was only one step away from the Confucian Sage realm, had one hand behind his back, raised his beard with one hand, and looked to the sky muttering, “Sir, who says that my generation of scholars have no guts?”

On the far left, Wei Miao, the first person of Nanzhao, had his arms around his chest, and beside him was Chai Qingshan, the Patriarch of the Sword Pool of East Vietnam.

Wei Miao asked in a broken Chinese official accent, “Patriarch Chai, I heard that the scenery of East Vietnam Sword Pond is very nice?”

Chai Qingshan nodded his head and smiled, “It’s not as treacherous and remote as your Hundred Thousand Mountains, but it’s still unique, if Mr. Wei has the opportunity to visit my East Vietnam Sword Pond in the future, I will definitely take out those three jars of home-brewed apricot wine to treat my guests!”

On the right side, the groom and his younger brother, Lou Wilder, each had a sword on their belt, and their swords were among the top ten most famous swords in the world, and their swords were just ordinary Beiliang swords.

Lou Wilderness said in a serious manner, “Don’t forget the agreement.”

Yu Xinlang laughed it off.

Outside the Northwest Pass, above a line.

Eighteen people.

In the midst of the North Mang army, Spring Presser Bowl Tuoba Qiyun and Imperial Relative Yelu Dongbed looked at each other in dismay, with the latter finally speaking up, “Is this even possible? Is Northern Liang considered a dying struggle?”

Tuoba Qiyun turned his head to the south and slowly said in a non-committal manner, “The Crown Prince’s side of the Broken Spear Deng Mao, together with your second uncle Seed Liang, as well as the Orange State Festival Order Muyong Baoding, this is only three martial arts masters, even if Spiderweb Li Mibi still has a backhand, it seems to be still slightly overstretched ah.”

Yelu Dongbed pulled the corner of his mouth, “Such a stirring battle of patriarchs, could your father be absent?”

Tuoba qiyun eyes some regret, shook his head and sighed: “My father did not say that he would personally come here, perhaps really miss it.”

Yelu Dongbed skimmed his lips, gently waved his horse whip and lazily said, “That would really be life’s greatest regret.”

At this moment, the open space between the two riders, out of thin air appeared a sturdy figure, arms and knees, vaguely golden light quickly flow all over the body, such as a tail of golden dragon python floating in the clouds.

The visitor’s face is expressionless, “You two immediately retreat back ten miles.”

Noble for the Northern Mang spring press bowl of Tuoba qiyun without saying anything will dial horse to the north to run.

Even the unruly as Yelu Dongbed, after hearing this man’s unquestionable words, did not hesitate to follow Tuoba Qiyun to retreat together in the battlefield.

When this figure appeared in the North Mang army, Deng Mao who guarded the North Mang prince’s side, the devil seed Liang who was on a par with the great general Seed Shentong, and Murong Baoding who was in the front line of the army, the three top masters of North Mang, all of them coincidentally trembled in their hearts and souls.

This person stood in place, immobile as a mountain, although he is in the flat ground, the imposing but like the world mountain range ancestral dragon of the Kunlun.

Above the refusal of the north city, a drum sounded the heaviest.

A python robe and big sleeves fluttering young feudal king followed by a heavy silent chant, “Kill!”

The rest of the seventeen Central Plains patriarchs, heart to heart simultaneously recited a silent word kill.

North Mang’s strong infantry army in the middle of the road advanced steadily, while the left and right flanks each had a 5,000-man elite cavalry protruding, with hooves like thunder.

The two cavalry troops who are good at riding and shooting cooperate with the infantry in the middle road, and are responsible for intensively shooting at the head of Rejecting North City, which is used to block and suppress the bows and crossbows at the head of the city, so that the attacking infantry can quickly advance to the bottom of the city.

Eighteen patriarchs a line of tide, respectively, located in the left and right outermost building deserted in the new Lang and Wei Miao Chai Qingshan, the four Central Plains martial arts patriarchs divided into two roads, each frankly swept forward, blocked in the cavalry charge route above.

North Mang army rapidly advancing route, because of the eighteen people out of the city to resist the enemy’s sake, originally to be later than the rain of foot arrows and stone throwing car after the bed crossbow, a branch of powerful break the sky and go to the huge arrows, actually appeared in the battlefield first, as if a bit of a land from the sword fairy’s power of the sword to the dozens of blocking the way of the sect master shot.

Front swept the fastest Wu family contemporary sword crown vision, two black dots instantly arrived, laughed: “If on the art of harnessing the sword, who can with my Wu family sword mound a higher and lower?!”

Laughing, the young sword crown side to continue forward, stretching out his arms, five fingers like hooks, two originally almost simultaneously stabbed at his shoulders of the bed crossbow arrows were his front and back virtual grip, thick as a spear arrow with a huge inertia, and the young sword crown between the five fingers of the rich qi intense friction, bursting out of a burst of unimaginable lightening and flames, Wu Liuding figure by the length of the two branches of arrows to be equal to the length of the people to drag backward more than ten paces, feet on the ground sliding out of the dust. The ground slipped out of the flying dust, finally changed the virtual grip into a real grip, five fingers of both hands each clenched a branch of the end of the arrow, a twist, the figure rotated in a circle, angrily shouted “back to you”! With no less speed than before, he threw out the two “long swords” in his hands, broke through the air, and nailed through six or seven shield-carrying pawns on both columns, and skewered their corpses into sugar-coated gourds.

The young swordsman did not stop, stood with his feet one in front of the other, fingers together, pulled back, “The seventh momentum of the Sword Graveyard, the return of the geese!”

The two ferocious arrows that broke the formation and killed the enemy were instantly pulled out upside down and swept back in front of the young Sword Crown. The Sword Servant Cui Hua located beside Wu Liu Ding drew out the ancient sword Su Wang, lightly and casually slashed forward, splitting a powerful arrow into two, flying behind her in vain from less than a foot away from both of her shoulders, and sliding down disheveledly on the ground twenty feet away.

The woman sword servant who stood side by side with the sword crown again frowned and said softly, “Make a move then make a move, making a sound in the face of the enemy is a major taboo in the Sword Graveyard of nurturing intent, and it most injures the exchange of qi.”

The young sword crown gulped lightly, “Go you!” After throwing the two arrows forward again, he turned his head to her and said with a bright smile, “I always feel that fighting in a stifled manner does not show the style of a master.”

Sword Servant Cui Hua smiled helplessly, slowly stepped forward, and again raised her hand and swung her sword, cutting a huge arrow that was swept towards the city from her right hand into two.

A bed crossbow arrow came head on towards Da Xue Ping Zi Yi, she pointed her toes, her body gracefully and gently leapt up, and when she landed, she just stepped in the middle of that arrow, the tail end of the arrow slammed down and touched the ground, the arrowhead cocked and continued to slide hard to the south until it came to a complete stop.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng just stood on top of the arrow, slightly shifted his line of sight, only to see that before the python robe, intentionally blocked in front of the young feudal king a scarlet red robe like a butterfly wantonly swirling, wherever it passed, a branch of arrows as powerful as a rainbow was like hitting a stone with an egg, instantly collapsed and turned into fragments.

An arrow was not able to accurately shoot to eat sword old ancestor, but can barely pass by, only bored Sui Shiaogu is still the initiative to stretch out his arm, palm against the arrow, the old man arm does not move, the latter is broken inch by inch.

There are dozens of missed bed crossbow arrows through the gap between the patriarchs, luckily shot toward the city.

Unconsciously located after all the masters of the blind female qin master, suddenly stood still, will be the ancient qin resting in front of the body, in the world of finger Xuan attainments can be among the top three women’s qi mastery, the ancient qin suspended in the air and stopped. The closed-eye piano master listening to the wind between heaven and earth, thumb gently wipe the strings, drop finger in the strings of the speed, faster and faster, every time the strings of the piano lightly trembling, and no sound of the piano, in the XueSongGuan around there will inevitably be a branch of arrows in the air for no reason to explode.

After the powerful shooting of the bed crossbow, a suffocating thud rang out from the North Mang’s middle army, and a wave of heavy black rain immediately rose above the earth.

Standing on top of the arrow, Huishan Ziyi gently raised her chin, her sight following the majestic rain of arrows that was getting closer and closer as the black clouds pressed down on her.

Right at this moment, Xuanyuan Qingfeng within the ears of all the people, rang the unique hoarse voice of the blind female zither player Xue Songguan, “All of you don’t need to pay attention to what’s going on above your heads.”

Then another aged Confucian Cheng Baishang smiled and said, “Let me help Miss Xue.”

This old Southern Tang scholar, who had been designated as a certified Confucian Sage at the Little Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain, closed his eyes, listened to the clear sound of the zither coming from behind him, and murmured, “Among all the instruments, the zither is the best in terms of virtues, and thus since ancient times, scholars have not withdrawn their zithers without a reason. I never thought that Cheng Mou would not play the zither for twenty years.”

Xue Songguan, facing the wave of arrows raining down towards According to the North City, took a deep breath and for the first time pressed her hands on the strings of the zither, and when she tried her best to pluck the strings, it was just as Cheng Baishang said in a loud voice, “Great sound is like a sound! To music without music!”

The tens of thousands of arrows from the raging Northern Mang stood still in the sky outside the Rejected North City, responding to the voice of the Confucian Sage of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the strings of the qin master of the Western Sichuan Province.

Xue Songguan bent his tail finger, hooked a string, and violently tore it off.

The set of arrows that suddenly hovered in the air outside the city then all shattered and fell straight down.

A trace of scarlet seeped from the corner of the expressionless Xue Songguan’s mouth.

As Cheng Baishang, who had an extremely profound sense of humanity today, turned her head to look, the blind female zither player, whose eyes were always tightly closed, gently shook her head, signaling to the aged Confucian scholar that she was not in any serious trouble.

Although these martial arts masters from Beiliang and Liyang were in front of the army, the Beimang center line of foot soldiers still moved forward steadily according to the established strategy, especially the shield-wielding foot soldiers at the front, almost everyone looked at death as a matter of course, with the will to die.

Less than a hundred paces away, the heavily armored soldiers of the Northern Mang have been able to clearly see those who have reached the top of the martial arts world, see the young Liang King wearing the python robes of the feudal lord of Liyang, see the brightly colored vermillion robes beside him, as well as the white-clothed Luoyang not far away from the young feudal lord, which is the first person of the Devil’s Way that is notorious on the prairie, and there is also the middle-aged swordsman who hasn’t yet made a move from the beginning to the end and the man with a gun who is a little bit behind him.

This group of people were positioned relatively in the center, with several more people slowly moving forward on the left and right.

The contemporary of the Wu Family Sword Graveyard, Sword Crown, was carrying a bed crossbow arrow on his shoulder, his hands lazily resting on the arrow, and beside him, his sword attendant, Cuihua, was holding the Vegetable King, with her sleeves full of sword qi.

On the other side, Mao Shulang finally slowly drew out his sheath sword, the sword name “big clumsiness”, JI Liu’an crossed the sword in front of his body, his fingers gently flicked the sword body, the sound is clear and clear like a phoenix singing.

Located dozens of paces behind the young king, there are three great masters: Xuanyuan Qingfeng of Huishan, Sui Shiaogu of Eat Sword and Yu Xingrui of Wudang.

Those two cavalry armies protruding from both flanks of North Mang’s center road infantry formation had both suffered an absolutely unimaginable blockade beforehand, absurd and tragic.

Yu Xinlang and Lou Wilderness.

Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao.

Both were two men each blocking five thousand of the Northern Mang’s elite cavalry.

Sand field cavalry crashed formation and jianghu masters fight, have the same flavor, that is, pay attention to a breath, then sand field cavalry against jianghu masters, and both sides are not willing to retreat, and what kind of scenario will be?

At that time and place, there has been the Western Shu sword emperor, a sword, in the palace city outside the gate to shake the Xu family iron horsemen, and ultimately still be trampled by the iron horsemen into the mud.

At this time and place, there were also four people who did this.

Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao do not even need to communicate verbally, they chose a front and a back, if the former need to change the time, then boldly retreat, the back of the sect masters to move forward, fill the position.

A contemporary patriarch of the East Vietnam Sword Pool, the first person in the southeast of the Liyang Dynasty, and a head of the South Zhao martial arts group of dragons, deservedly the first master of the southwest.

Chai Qingshan, a green shirt, three-foot sword, astral aura like a rainbow, a sword handed out, if it is a vertical sword, it is the North Mang cavalry was split in half with a horse, if it is a horizontal sword, it is either a person or a horse was cut off at the waist!

Wei Miao, unarmed, only a pair of fists, is one of only a few boxing masters in the world, the power is still above the women’s boxing master Lin Crow in Wudi City!

When Chai Qingshan’s breath was about to run out, his body leaned back slightly, stepped lightly on his feet, and slid backwards, not showing any signs of dishevelment.

Wei Miao, who was ready to start, swept forward and just missed the Sword Dao master who needed a new breath of air. Wei Miao smashed his fist on the head of a Beimang horse, smashing the high horse to kneel on the spot, and the cavalryman lunged forward to slice out a knife, and Wei Miao raised his arms and wiped them outward. When a horse in the back row crashed into Wei Miao’s head, Wei Miao stooped down and sideways, and mounted on the horse’s neck with a fierce stance of a shoulder against the mountain, knocking the horse toppled over, and then Wei Miao pulled the horse’s hooves with both hands and raised the horse high, lifted it up, spun it around, and then threw it out swiftly, and smashed it into the chaos of the surrounding cavalry formations.

When Wei Miao killed more than sixty elite riders, he pointed his toes and swept backward.

Immediately after that, Chai Qingshan rushed to the sword, showing the East Vietnam Sword Pond mountain high water long sword qi far leisurely mood.

With Wei Miao’s seamless cooperation, the two masters, who had never met each other before, would never let the North Mang cavalry take a step forward!

On the other hand, the two favorite disciples of Wang Xianzhi, who claimed to be the second best in the world in the past, Wudi City’s Yu Xinlang and Lou Wilder, were even more aggressive than Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao!

If the latter teamed up to block the North Mang five thousand horsemen’s charge, then these two are simply conceited to the point of incomprehensibility, in the Xinlang and Lou荒 a left and a right, for the time being did not draw out the cool sword, respectively, to Shu Road to help the medium of the two swords in the heavy weapon, presenting the momentum of the opening of the mountain of the posture, the more the battle is more and more courageous, and continue to forward to the charge.

The famous sword shudao in the hands of the building desert, the sword track twisting and turning, no trace, every time the horizontal smear oblique pick straight to take back and forth, are ferocious and fierce, domineering, whether it is the Northern Mang war horse or armored cavalry, a sword, only under the death of the body.

Sword Dao attainments and sword cultivation are deeply favored by Wang Xianzhi’s Yu Xinlang, although because of the martial arts saint’s first disciple himself does not like to compete for fame and fortune, so in the Central Plains jianghu has been less famous, even less than fellow Lin Crow that as famous as the north and south of the Yangtze River, but Yu Xinlang’s cultivation, there is absolutely no doubt, whether it is a young feudal king Xu Fengyin, or replace Cao Changqing recently among the four great masters of the martial arts evaluation of Huyan Daguan, are all If it is said that in the future who has the most hope to compete with Li Chun Gang and Deng Tai Ah, the two old and new sword gods, on top of the high mountain of the sword path, undoubtedly it is Yu Xin Lang who has the most hope, rather than Qi Xian Man of Lung Fu Shan who also has outstanding bones and has given up the old sword path and chose to break the old sword path and stand up afterward.

This gentle gentleman who seems to be smiling and courteous to everyone, the future of the martial arts is vast and far-reaching, incalculable.

The vast majority of the groom’s sword, the vast majority of the easy to write, as the city people watching the kind of finger pointing, really reached the natural realm of arbitrary.

However, every seemingly careless “pointing” would cause a horseman to fall off his horse and die, with not a single wound from the long sword visible on his body.

Only compared to the wide-open moves of the Lou Arao, leisurely Yu Xinlang chiseling formation speed is obviously slower than a little bit.

At the front, Lou Arao turned around, casually picked up the head of a North Mang cavalryman with his sword, and laughed at Yu Xinlang at the back, “Sixteen more cavalrymen than you, how’s that?”

The calm and collected Yu Xinlang smiled and said, “Fine water flows long.”

Lou Arao snorted coldly and turned around to continue killing the enemy.

After his senior brother Lou Arao turned his back to himself, Yu Xinlang still had the leisure to stand on his tiptoes to look at Wei Miao Chai Qingshan’s side of the battlefield, and secretly nodded his head when he saw that the two jianghu seniors were echoing each other one after the other. Their own side with the building barren so brutal forward, but also non-intentional, these guys from the Wudi City, under the supervision of the master, almost every person since childhood are diligent in the matter of the tide, so in the “one breath” on the qi is quite strong and thick, which occupies the innate advantage in the qi and the realm of comparable martial arts characters is not much difference. Under the premise, he Yu Xinlang and Lou Aolin Crow Palace Half Que and other people, maybe the opponent has already changed three breath, they only need to change two breath.

Yu Xinlang looked down to the hands of the handle from the hearing tide pavilion arsenal of the Fu medium, for no reason some sadness, a great sword folded in the sand, whether some of the birth of the wrong time?

Yu Xinlang suddenly laughed out loud, put away the sword into the sheath, at the same time Liang knife out of the sheath, the body suddenly rose up to the ground, in the charge to kill the Northern Mang iron horseback to come and go freely, picking up a dead head, always introverted Yu Xinlang unprecedented bravado laughed and said: “Louwu, how to change the knife! On the sand field, with a cool knife to take people’s head, and our youth in the city to break the tide, can be said that the world’s two equally happy things!”

In front of him, Lou Arao laughed coldly and said, “Wait until my Shu Dao sword is broken!”

Yu Xinlang snickered, “A rough man doesn’t understand love, no wonder he can’t find a woman to warm his nest!”

Lou Wilder didn’t pay attention to this senior brother’s flirting, but only made his sword more ferocious and decisive.

In the center of the battlefield, for some reason, the python robed Vassal King, the Peach Blossom Sword God and the white-clothed Luoyang all stood at the same time, looking far to the north, all three were not just waiting for the North Mang foot soldiers to approach, as if all of them were secretly searching for the real enemy.

The young Clan King finally looked towards the distant North Mang’s extremely eye-catching pennant, and softly said, “Then I’ll take the first step?”

The white-clothed Luoyang was noncommittal.

Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai’a pushed his sword out of its sheath by more than an inch with his thumb and said flatly, “I’ll help you find out about Topaz Bodhisattva first.”

At the moment when the attack of the Clan King’s python robe was about to flash away, Luo Yang finally opened his mouth and slowly said, “After Topaz Bodhisattva strikes, you don’t need to worry about your back, just open the formation and move forward.”

Xu Fengnian nodded, his figure fading away into thin air.

In the next moment, the young Clan King appeared above the head of the North Mang infantry formation, and stepped on a boulder that had just been thrown by a giant stone thrower.

The boulder weighing hundreds of pounds first stagnated for a moment, then smashed back to the ground at a much faster speed, not only smashing the stone-throwing vehicle, but then the boulder, which was like thunder rolling in the sky, rolled all the way to the ground, and dozens of tugs were crushed and bloodied on the spot.

White Luo Yang closed her eyes, gently sniffing, eight hundred years ago, the battlefield of the Great Qin stakes in the world is that bloody, eight hundred years later, the sands killings are also this same smell, she murmured in a low voice: “Great Qin Luo Yang is here.”

Deng Tai’a finally found the target behind the overlapping countless iron armor, his body slightly tilted, and then pressed the thumb of the sword hilt, it was a gentle flick.

The Tai’a sword that had never followed this Peach Blossom Sword God out of the Wu Family Sword Graveyard was finally unsheathed today, and was able to reveal its unparalleled demeanor in a sound manner.

This flying sword, go too fast, sword qi is too long, sword intention is too much, so much so that Deng Tai’a waist scabbard and flying sword between the two miles, pull out a slender and bright amazing white rainbow!

It was as if there was a sword in the world that was two miles long!

Not willing to lag behind, the young sword champion Wu Liuding heatedly laughed, “Cuihua, as a sword attendant, stand behind me, and watch how I open the formation!”

Just when Wu Liuding flicked his wrist and was about to open the formation with his bed crossbow arrows, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a purple dress crashing into the North Mang’s footstep formation in an invincible manner, and around the purple rainbow, countless broken iron shields and broken limbs and arms were splattered like countless scarlet flowers, Wu Liuding couldn’t help but mutter, “This crazy bitch!”

Under the pennant, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Bei Mang passed down the order, ordering the section-holding order Murong Baoding and Seed Liang to each lead 2,000 private cavalry to go to the aid of those two blocked cavalry troops, and to make sure to retrieve the heads of those four Central Plains Patriarchs who dared to ride in the carriage with their praying mantis, and that each head could be counted as a military honor for the head of the third ranked generals of the Bei Liang Border Army!

Then in front of the pennant, intentionally vacated a wide open space of one mile in circumference, clearly is not the slightest fear of those Central Plains masters of the broken formation forward.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Northern Mang acted so boldly, but neither the veteran and dignified West River Prefecture’s Section Orderer Helian Weiwu, nor the deep-seated Bao Bao Prefecture’s Section Orderer Wang Yong, had the slightest disagreement, and even Broken Spear Teng Mao, who was solely in charge of the Crown Prince’s safety and security, did not move at all.

Everyone was waiting for the young king to show up.

The Prince of Northern Mang, who is the Supervising Crown Prince of Northern Mang, turned his head and asked with a smile to the Crown Princess beside him, who won the top prize in Chess Sword and Music with the word Gu Han, “Do you think the one surnamed Xu dares to come?”

Her face was cold and clear, “Of course.”

The Northern Mang Crown Prince’s face was full of disbelief, “It’s only good that he came, it’s just the right time to let this Northern Liang King understand one thing, there are millions of elixirs in the world, only there is no medicine of regret to eat.”

She stopped talking and sighed softly.

Before marrying into the emperor’s family, she had traveled all over the Central Plains in poetry and books, and it seemed as if heroes always died as lords.

Only she glanced at the side of this finally hold the power of the pillow, full of cold laughter, think you people slaughter Xu Snapdragon lord of the world, as the first eldest son of Xu Fengnian, but ultimately want to die in this kind of straw man’s hands, it is not too pitiful a bit.

Helian Wuwei, the North Mang hold section order eyes dark and complex, the old man thought of his own only last night to know the hidden plan, sighed, lifting the world for the enemy, but this is it.

Horses in the North Mang Prince side not far from the old man convergence of thoughts, looking at the open space in front of the eyes, a lot of feelings, I hope that the young man to come here to fight, and do not want him to die in this stifled.

But that one person open formation even broke two thousand armor young feudal lord, finally still come ah.