The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 415: The waves are magnificent

At sunrise in the East China Sea, the sky is full of sunshine. One ≥ Novel ≤＜≦≤﹤≤＜≤﹤≤﹤≤≦≦≤≦﹤

Between heaven and earth, outside the Northwest Great Wall, sunlight is like a ray of tide, slowly advancing from east to west, bringing infinite light.

A shot of the Xu character king flag above the city head of Jubei City, and a shot of the king flag in the central area of ​​Beimang Daying outside the city, almost simultaneously reflected by the sun.

Under Beimang, His Royal Highness Prince Beimang riding a sweaty BMW, wearing a gorgeous golden armor, is looking towards the southern city head, full of ambition and a smile on his face.

And under the king's flag at the head of the city, there is a ring drum stand that is more than ten feet above the city head. Seeing that she took off the sword box behind her, slammed it heavily on the ground, and then took a step forward, she seemed to hesitate, and finally took a deep breath, picked up the drumstick, and held it tightly. Those veteran generals in Jubei City who had experienced the Spring and Autumn Wars were all overwhelmed with excitement after seeing this scene.

Perhaps today’s Northern Liang Frontier Army, the powerful Northern Liang Iron Cavalry, is the real backbone of the powerful generals such as Li Mofan, Liu Yan, and Ning Emei. It doesn’t even take long before the military power will be transferred. In the hands of younger generals like Yu Luan Dao, Cao Wei, Kou Jianghuai and Xie Xifeng,

This is like a person’s birth, old age, sickness and death. It cannot be resisted. But in the hearts of those old people in Beiliang, especially those who have personally experienced the Battle of West Lei Bi in the Spring and Autumn Dingding Battle, for the big drum, the white clothes are the most Is still fresh in memory. For this brand-new city that dominates the gate of the northwestern border, the most important thing next to the plaque is not the official completion of the general's residence, but the construction of a platform that is quite inconceivable to outsiders!

This big drum comes from the Qingliangshan treasury. The Xu family has collected it for many years. Even the drumsticks have a long history. The big drum was made during the battle of West Leibi. Then followed Xu Jiajun into Beiliang. Since ancient times, military strategists have heard the sound of drums, and the sound of gold is heard. It is also the reason for drumming and gold. According to the yin and yang school of the Da Qin era, spring birth, summer growth, autumn harvest and winter storage are the cycle of heaven. He was born, so he beat the drums into battle, and the autumn was gold, and when it was converged, it was used to symbolize the withdrawal of troops and retreat in military affairs. Central Plains heard that after the Northwest Xu family retreated from Central Plains to the border, the Beiliang barbarians had a tradition of "After the West Leibi, the Xu family ignored the sound of gold and only beat the drums". The army, no matter how powerful and elite, can really only fight but not retreat, it must be an exaggeration to think about it.

The drum is still the big cowhide drum, but the woman is no longer the same woman, but the sword box is still the same, the white clothes are still the same, and the allure is still the same.

The woman turned her head and looked at the walking path. The slender figure was slowly walking towards the middle of the city, towards the top of the city gate where the plaque was hung. Under the shining, the black gold python robe was shining brightly.

As if sensing the woman's gaze, the young man turned his head and looked back and smiled at her.

The stunning woman who was originally a little worried is at peace, and her peace of mind is my hometown. She has never told him that as long as he can see him, she feels at ease.

She glanced down at the red sandalwood sword box near her feet, then slowly raised her head, her eyes firmed up, she held the drumsticks in both hands, ready to beat the drums. Now she is going to be like the sword fairy of the woman named Wu back then. , In one effort, for the northwest and northwest for the northwest, and for his strong momentum.

Below the city head, the prince Beimang was clamoring that no one would dare to fight in Beiliang. After the battle, he laughed harder, leaned back slightly, and looked up at the head of Jubei City. This burly prairie man The man is arrogant and arrogant.

It's just that when he saw that Liyang feudal king's python robe appeared directly above the city gate, he couldn't help tightening the horse's rein, sat upright, and subconsciously held down the handle of the mang knife with one hand. .

He didn’t see him well, he immediately pulled the horse and left. Instead, he looked up and looked up at the legendary Liyang King, who had 400,000 prairie cavalry behind him as a backer. The head of the husband, although there was a faint panic in his heart, his innate passion for power suppressed that fear. He knew very well that the words of the two armies confronting himself today are destined to have spread all over the inside and outside of Jubei City, and will soon be spread. In the grassland Liangjing and Beiliangguan, it even passed into the ears of His Majesty the Emperor, and into the ears of the young Liyang emperor in Tai'an City. Even if you have not yet gone into battle to kill the enemy, this is already a monstrous military exploit. It will definitely reach the sky. No one can hide it. If you can say a few words with the young Liangwang, it will help you become famous in the two dynasties. He calmed down his thoughts, deliberately dialed the horse in a circle, pointed at the city with a riding whip, and tried his best to shout, "You are Xu Fengnian?!"

It's a pity that the young man's eyes were cast on Beimang Camp, as if he was looking for something, but he didn't pay any attention to the ten thousand chief who made his achievements in a few words.

The self-confessing boring Captain Beimang was about to continue to provoke him. Unexpectedly, with the big wave of the golden armoured knight under that shot, the army of Beimang sounded a horn, siege warfare. That's how it kicked off.

The overwhelming Beimang pawns took the lead in slowly moving forward, like a locust crossing the border, from north to south.

Looking north from the head of Jubei City, among the dense swarms of locusts, 2,300 catapults of various sizes, under the busy supervision of the military inspectors of the Southern Dynasty, finally took root everywhere. The array forms an arc, with Jubei City as the center of the arc. There are six types of catapults in Beimang. There are giant catapults that need to hold more than two hundred people, and small ones that can be successfully driven by 20 or 30 people with outstanding stamina. Compared with Beimang The first large-scale battle of Tiger Head City, this time, the attack on Beicheng, not only the total number of catapults is even more shocking, but also the large-scale catapults occupy the majority. This naturally means that Jubei City needs to bear more terrifying battles. "Scattering flowers", the pouring rain can only stop until Beimang has exhausted the boulder reserves of the two mountain peaks.

Among the locust swarms, there are also the bed crossbows specially made by the Southern Dynasties military supervisor. Unlike the bed crossbows that are mostly used as defensive weapons in the Central Plains, Beimang, which naturally has the advantage of cavalry, has a very simple function. It is necessary to shoot an arrow as thick as an iron gun into the city wall, so that the siege infantry can easily attach it to the ants.

The daredevils who are hailed as the pawns of wealth by the Northern Mang Frontier Army are similar to the first-class elite steppers in the Southern Dynasties. They will hide in the siege steppers. They will not pass the target by erecting obvious ladders or towering buildings. The car attacked the top of the city, but gave up the shield and only wore light leather armor with a sword in its mouth. With the arrows inserted into the city wall, it was shaped like a mountain and wild ape and climbed quickly as a surprise. Units of strange soldiers harassed the defenders of the city.

The army of Beimang is under pressure, except for the most distinctive and eye-catching imperial family, the grassland handsome flag is also fluttering in the wind, hunting and hunting.

His Royal Highness Beimang suddenly frowned, because on the side of the horse under his crotch, a stout and stupid man suddenly appeared. He was not wearing iron armor or wearing a war sword, and only tied around his waist. There is a cloth pouch hung.

The royal prince who was conquered by the imperial driver slightly bent over, quite like a courteous corporal from the Central Plains, and asked with a gentle smile: "Master Deng, why do you show up so quickly? Is it possible that there are still people in Beiliang who can kill all the way here. Nothing?"

The man with a broken spear hidden in his bag remained silent.

In just three or four years, the Great Master of Beimang Martial Arts has fallen into a harrowing situation, with a bleak scene that is almost exhausted. With supreme magical powers, the moral sect master who has a young unicorn has been ascended and passed away. The fifth raccoon dog of Bingshan died in the hands of King Xinliang, Hong Jingyan of Qijian Yuefu died in the Longyaner Plain, the master of the bronze man was missing, and a large group of masters such as Xiaoniantou and Tieqier of Gongzhufen died in Beiliangguan. Luoyang and Huyan Daguan, the first people of the North Mang Demon Road, have long been hidden. It is said that they are sitting on the sidelines in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains. Today's North Mang masters are one of the few, except for the Tuoba Bodhisattva who is still standing and standing. To join the army, only this man named Deng can hold up the overall situation.

So he was arranged by Li Mibi, the leader of Beimang spiderweb, to be next to His Royal Highness in case of accidents. After all, this young man with bright golden armor is the nominal head coach of Beimang's 400,000 army.

The reason why Deng Mao, the broken spear hidden in the dark, appeared is very simple.

He knows that the demon in white who made the entire grassland bow his head in the past has arrived, and is about to enter the battlefield!

For the woman who once pierced the northern courtyard of the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, Deng Mao knew the depth of her cultivation better than anyone else.

Captain Beimang knew that he should retreat no matter what, and the army behind him was about to launch a round of volleys on Jubei City to cover the rapid advance of the siege pawns.

But at this moment, the burly general who was about to turn his horse felt a breeze blowing around him, and turned his head in amazement. He found that the young man in a python robed was standing on the side of the horse under his crotch. One face to the city head and the other back to the city head. The young man who has moved the world quietly looked at the grassland army.

How can I not think that this dignified prince would actually venture out of the city in person. The shattered leader of the Great Northern Mang was dumbfounded, and he trembled: "Why are you out of the city?! How dare you, Xu Fengnian..."

Until the captain finished his words, the horse under his hips seemed to be overwhelmed by a mountain, and his legs broke overwhelmingly. The horse's belly slammed on the ground, and the young king shook his hand. The captain was long. He tilted and slid towards him involuntarily, and eventually his head was held in the palm of the hand by the young prince, and he gently threw it forward.

On the head of Jubei city, a woman beats the drum.

This is probably the first time Beiliang has uttered a sound to this world.

Following the sound of the drums, when Xu Fengnian appeared outside the city, his bodies were like meteors, falling on the ground outside Jubei City, standing in the same line with the young princes and facing north.

Located to the left of the young vassal king, is a middle-aged swordsman who rushed to Beiliang from Xishu, one of the four great masters of Wu Ping, Deng Tai'a.

His hands are held together, with two swords hanging from his waist, and the wind is blowing across his face, making this peach flower sword god, who has been walking around the rivers and lakes all year round because of his ordinary appearance, but has never been seen through his identity, finally reveals a kind of unique swordsmanship in the world. Sword fairy style.

On the right side of the young vassal king is a white robe. It is the demon Luoyang who has the dual status of the grand thought of Princess Beimang's grave and the leader of Liyang Chaulu Mountain.

She didn't turn her head to look at Xu Fengnian, but looked straight ahead and said calmly: "You have missed an appointment."

The young prince smiled silently.

Xu Yanbing held an iron gun heavily on the left side of Deng Tai'a, and said softly: "I never thought I would have the opportunity to fight side by side with the Peach Blossom Sword God in this life."

Deng Tai'a replied concisely: "I am also lucky."

Wearing a purple dress, he fell to the ground, stomping gently, opening the knots of the skirt with ease.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled and relieved, like an innocent and innocent secular woman, this amazingly talented woman was so relaxed for the first time after the Great Snow Ping Incident that year.

After this battle, if you and I have nothing to owe, then there is no more to see each other.

Zhu Pao Xu Ying fell on Luoyang's side in white clothes, turned his head and smiled with joy, looking at her and him.

After the white-clothed Sui Xiegu landed, he raised that one arm and twisted his long snow-white eyebrows with his fingers. The old man who had eaten countless swords in the world still didn't use a sword, but only let out a gentle breath.

The glass of wine is full of the sun and the moon, expelling the five mountains.

Blind female violinist Xue Songguan stood holding the piano, tilted her head slightly, put her fingers together and gently pressed it on the strings, and she touched it.

Knock to ask about longevity, click to break longevity.

Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, looked at the army of Beimang ahead, and said with a smile: "Compared with the battle that our ancestors of the Wu Family had encountered in the past, it is much bigger, and I will definitely brag with Wenbusheng in the future. After going through this experience, I can be said to have seen big winds and waves, Xiaoye."

Sword Shi Cuihua, who had been closing her eyes to show others, turned her head and opened her eyes to look towards the head of the city. She glanced at the woman in white with thunderous drums. After she retracted her gaze, she whispered: "Am I ugly, temper. Is it a bit worse?"

Wu Liuding was stunned and grinned: "Cuihua! Ever since I ate your sauerkraut, you have been the best match for Wu Liuding in my life! A must!"

Wudang Dazheng Yu Xingrui, who is not far away carrying a peach wood sword, laughed loudly when he heard the words, "You kid, you have the style of that little junior."

On the other side, Mao Shulang, the master of swordsmanship, Cheng Baishuang, an elderly scholar, and Ji Luan, Xi Keqing of the Nanjiang Dragon Palace, stood side by side.

Mao Shulang closed his eyes and rested, holding the palm of his hand against the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Ji Liu'an squinted his eyes to the north, as calm as the Beimang army coming from the Taotao flood.

Cheng Baishuang, who is only one step away from the realm of Confucian sage, raised his beard with one hand and muttered to the sky, "Sir, who said my scholars have no courage?"

On the far left, Wei Miao, the first person in Nanzhao, has arms around his chest, and next to him is Chai Qingshan, the lord of the Eastern Yue Jianchi.

Wei Miao asked in a crappy Zhongyuan official accent: "Sect Master Chai, I heard that the scenery of Jianchi in Dongyue is very good?"

Chai Qingshan nodded and laughed: "It is not as steep and remote as your 100,000 mountains, but it is also unique. If Mr. Wei has the opportunity to visit my Dongyue Jianchi in the future, I will take out those three jars of self-brewed apricot blossom wine. Hospitality!"

On the far right, the swords at the waists of the groom and the younger brother Louhuang. The sabers are the Shu Dao Fuyi, which is among the top ten famous swords in the world, and the sabers are just ordinary Northern Liang swords.

Lou Huang said solemnly: "Don't forget the promise."

Yu bridegroom laughed.

Outside the Northwest Pass, above the first line.

Eighteen people.

Among the army of Beimang, Chun Nabo Tuoba Qiyun and Yeludong, a relative of the emperor, looked at each other. The latter finally said, "This is also OK? Is Beiliang a dying struggle?"

Tuoba Qiyun turned his head and looked towards the south, answering the question, and slowly said: "His Royal Highness, Deng Mao, the broken spear next to your second uncle, and Murong Baoding, who is holding the festival order of the Orange State, are only three. The martial arts master, even if the spider web Li Mibi still has a back hand, he still seems to be slightly stretched."

Yeludung's bed twitched, "Will your dad be absent from such a heart-wrenching grandmaster battle?"

Tuoba Qiyun had some regrets in his eyes, and he shook his head and sighed: "My father never said that he would come here in person, maybe I really want to miss it."

Yeludung's bed curled his lips, gently waved his whip, and lazily said: "That's really the biggest regret in life."

At this moment, in the clearing between the two riders, a burly figure appeared out of thin air, with arms reaching knees, and a faint golden light rushing through the body, like a tail of golden dragon python emerging in the clouds.

The visitor said blankly: "You two immediately withdrew ten miles back."

Tuoba Qiyun, who is a boo for the spring of Beimang, dialed his horse and ran north without saying a word.

Even if it is as unruly as Yelu Dongbed, after hearing the man's unbearable words, he did not hesitate to follow Tuoba Qiyun and retreat together.

When this figure appeared in the Northern Mang Army, Deng Mao, who was guarding Prince Northern Mang, and the demon’s supernatural powers of the general, Zhongliang Liang, and Murong Baoding, who was on the front line of the army, were three. Beimang's top masters all trembled in unison.

This person stands in place, motionless like a mountain. Although he is on a flat ground, his momentum is like Kunlun, the ancestral dragon of the world's mountains.

Above Jubei City, a drum rang the heaviest.

The young feudal lord with large sleeves and a python robe said silently, "Kill!"

The remaining seventeen masters of the Central Plains chanted silently at the same time.

While the strong infantry on the Beimang Middle Road was steadily advancing forward, there was a 5,000-strong elite cavalry protruding on each of the left and right wings, with horseshoes thundering.

Two cavalry troops skilled in riding and shooting coordinated with the mid-range shooting, they were responsible for intensively shooting at the head of Jubei City to block the crossbows that suppressed the head of the city and allow the siege infantry to quickly advance to the bottom of the city.

The eighteen masters are on the front line. The buildings on the left and the left are Yu Groom and Wei Miao Chai Qingshan. The four Central Plains martial arts masters are divided into two groups. .

The Northern Mang army swiftly advanced on the route. Because the eighteen people went out of the city to resist the enemy, it was originally going to be later than the archery rain and the bed crossbow after the catapult, and one after another huge arrows pierced through the air. It actually appeared on the battlefield first, as if a sword from the six sword immortals with all their strength, shot at the dozens of masters who blocked the way.

In the vision of Wu's contemporary sword crown, which swept the fastest, two black spots appeared instantly, and laughed: "If you talk about the skill of controlling the sword, who can compete with my Wu's sword mound?!"

Between talking and laughing, the young sword crown continued to move sideways, stretched out his arms, five fingers like hooks, two crossbow arrows that had pierced his shoulders almost at the same time were gripped by him one by one, as thick as a gun. The arrow of the spear carried great inertia, and violently rubbed against the strong aura between the five fingers of the young sword crown, bursting out bursts of incredible electric light and flint, Wu Liuding's figure was dragged backwards by two arrows of the same length. After a few steps, both feet slid out flying dust on the ground, and finally turned from a virtual grip into a real grip. Each of the five fingers in both hands clenched the arrow at the end of a strong crossbow. With a twist, the body turned around and shouted "Return it to you"! Throwing the two "long swords" in his hands at a rate that was not lower than the previous one, broke through the air, and nailed through the six or seven pawns with shield pawns above the two rows in one breath, and the corpses were strung like candied gourds.

The young sword crown is still unstoppable, standing with feet one behind the other, fingers close together, and pulling backwards, "Sword mound raises vitality seventh, and the wild goose crosses back!"

The two fierce arrows that broke the formation and killed the enemy were pulled out in an instant and swept back in front of the young sword crown. Sword Shi Cuihua, who was next to Wu Liuding, pulled out the ancient sword king, slashed forward at will, and split a vigorously sinking arrow in half. It flew in vain from her shoulders and shoulders less than a foot behind her, and slumped down. On the ground twenty feet away.

The female sword servant standing next to the sword crown again frowned and whispered: "When you make a move, you will make a move. Speaking at the enemy is a taboo for Jianzhong to raise the spirit of pregnancy and breathe the most."

The young sword crown snorted softly, "Go!" After throwing the two arrows forward again, he turned his head and smiled brightly at her: "I always feel bored to fight, and I can't show the mastery."

Sword Shi Cuihua smiled helplessly, stepped forward slowly, and again raised her hand to wave her sword, cutting into two pieces a huge arrow that was swept toward the city from her right hand.

A bed crossbow arrow came towards Daxueping Ziyi. She had a little tiptoe and gracefully jumped up gently. When she landed, she was just stepping on the middle of the arrow. The end of the arrow fell suddenly and touched the ground. He continued to slide hard to the south until it stopped completely.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood on the arrow like this, slightly shifted his sight, saw the scarlet red robe that was deliberately blocked in front of the young domain king before he attacked the python robe, whirling like a butterfly, wherever he passed. , The arrows with the momentum like a rainbow are like hitting a stone with a pebble, and they instantly crumble and turn into powder.

An arrow could not be accurately shot at the sword-eater ancestors, but it could be passed by, but the bored Sui Xiegu still proactively stretched out his one arm, holding the palm of his hand against the arrow, the old man The arm didn't move, but the latter broke every inch.

The bed crossbow arrows with dozens of fish that slipped through the net passed through the gap between the masters, and luckily shot them towards the city.

Unknowingly, the blind female luthier behind all the masters suddenly stood still and put the guqin in front of her. Under the control of the woman's qi machine that can be ranked among the top three in the world, the guqin hangs in the air. With his eyes closed, the violinist listened to the sound of the wind between the heaven and the earth, his thumb gently rubbed the strings, and the degree of the fingers on the strings was getting faster and faster. There is bound to be an arrow bursting in the air for no reason.

After the bed crossbow was fired, there was a suffocating bang from the army on the Beimang Middle Road, and a wave of black and heavy rain immediately rose on the ground.

Standing on the arrow, Huishan Ziyi raised his chin slightly, and his gaze followed the majestic arrow rain that was approaching by the black cloud.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Qingfeng heard the unique hoarse voice of the blind female luthier Xue Songguan, "You don't need to pay attention to things above your head."

Then an elderly scholar Cheng Baishuang smiled and said: "Let the old man come and help Miss Xue."

This old Nantang scholar who was appointed to prove Taoist Confucian sage at the Little Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain, closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Qingyue Qin from behind, muttering: "Among all the instruments, Qin is the best. Therefore, since ancient times, scholars have not withdrawn the piano for no reason. I never thought that Cheng would not play the piano for 20 years."

Xue Songguan took a deep breath in the face of the overwhelming rain of arrows splashing towards the northern city. For the first time, she held down the strings with both hands. When she tried to pluck the strings, Cheng Baishuang said in a loud voice: "Da Yinxi Sound! There is no happiness at all!"

Tens of thousands of arrows of Beimang, which were castrated aggressively, stood still in the high air outside the city of Jubei, responding to the voice of the Confucian sage of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the string of the Xishu piano master.

Xue Songguan bent his tail finger, hooked a string, and snapped it off abruptly.

The arrows that suddenly hovered in the air outside the city shattered and fell straight.

A trace of scarlet oozes from the corner of Xue Songguan's expressionless face.

As today, Cheng Baishuang, who is extremely sensitive, turned her head and looked around. The blind female luthier, whose eyes were always closed, gently shook her head and signaled to the elderly scholar that she was OK.

Although these martial arts masters from Beiliang and Liyang are standing in front of the army, the Beimang Middle Road steps are still moving forward steadily according to the established strategy, especially the shield pawns in the front, almost everyone regards death as home, and they will die in their hearts. Chi.

In less than a hundred steps, Beimang's heavy armored pawns can clearly see the romantic figures who have climbed to the top of the martial arts, the young Liang Wang wearing the python robe of the Liyang feudal lord, and the one beside him Raising brightly colored robes, and Luoyang in white not far from the young vassal king, it is the first man in the grassland with a fierce reputation, and the middle-aged swordsman who has not been shot from beginning to end, and the holding position slightly behind. Gun man.

The position of this group of people is relatively in the middle, and there are a few people on the left and right slowly moving forward.

The contemporary sword crown of Wu Jiajian Tomb carries a bed of crossbow arrows on his shoulders, and his hands are laid lazily on the body of the arrow. Next to him, the sword servant Cuihua is holding Su Wang and his sword is full of sleeves.

On the other side, Mao Shulang finally slowly pulled out the sword in its sheath. The name of the sword was "Da Zhuo". Ji Liuan's horizontal sword was in front of him, and his finger flicked the blade lightly, and his voice was as clear and clear as a young phoenix.

A few dozen steps behind the young vassal prince, there are three masters: Huishan Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Chijian Sui Xiegu, and Wudang Yu Xingrui.

The two cavalry forces protruding from the two wings of the Beimang Middle Road were both blocked by an absolutely unimaginable interception, absurd and tragic.

In the groom and the house shortage.

Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao.

Both of them blocked the five thousand Beimang Jingqi.

The battlefield cavalry fights against the masters of the rivers and lakes. There is a difference in the same way. That is to do it in one go. Then the battlefield cavalry fights against the masters of the rivers and lakes, and both sides are unwilling to retreat. What will it be like?

At that time and elsewhere, the Sword Emperor of Xishu once wielded a sword to smash the Xu family cavalry outside the gate of the palace. In the end, he was trampled on by the cavalry.

There are also four people doing this right here and now.

Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao didn't need to communicate with each other at all, they chose one after the other. If the former needs to take a breath, they will boldly retreat, and the rear master will move forward and make up for the position.

A contemporary sovereign of Dongyue Jianchi, the first person in the southeast of the Liyang Dynasty, and a well-deserved number one master in the southwest of the Nanzhao martial arts group.

Chai Qingshan wears a blue shirt, a three-foot sword, and the qi is like a rainbow. A sword is handed out. If it is a vertical sword, the Northern Mang cavalry is split in half by a horse. If it is a horizontal sword, it is a human Or the horse is cut off!

Wei Miao is unarmed and has only one pair of fists. He is one of the few masters of boxing in the world, and his power is still above the female boxing master Lin Ya of Wudi City!

When Chai Qingshan was almost exhausted, he leaned back slightly, stepped lightly on his footsteps, and slipped away without showing signs of distress.

I saw Wei Miao, who was ready to take a step forward, just passing by the kendo master who needed a breath of fresh air. Wei Miao hit the head of a Northern Warhorse with a fist, hitting it. The high-headed horse knelt on the spot, the **** leaped forward, desperately slashing, Wei Miao raised his arms and wiped it out. The two corpses of the **** and the horse flew out to the sides, and hit the left and right sides. The Northern Mang Cavalry, when a rider from the back slammed his head towards Wei Miao, Wei Miao bent down and placed it on the horse’s neck with a fierce shoulder leaning against the mountain, causing the rider to turn his back on his back. , And then Wei Miao grabbed the hoofed war horse with both hands, raised it high, spinning around, then threw it swiftly, and smashed the cavalry formation around him in chaos.

When Wei Miao killed more than 60 fine riders in a row, he swept backwards with a point to his toe.

Followed by the sword of Chai Qingshan, he rushed to show the long and long sword spirit of Jianchi Mountain in the east.

With the seamless cooperation of Wei Miao, the two masters who had never been masked, never let the Northern Mang Cavalry advance half a step forward!

On the other side, the two proud disciples of Wang Xianzhi, who claimed to be the second best in the world in the past, Wudicheng, in the bridegroom and Louhuang, did more radically than Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao!

If the latter teamed up to forcibly blocked the charge of Beimang Wuqianqi, then these two are simply arrogant to the point of being unreasonable, and the bridegroom and Lou Huang have been left and right, and they have not drawn the cold knife for the time being. , Using the two middle-heavy weapons of the Shu Dao to support the two swords, showing the posture of opening the mountain like a broken bamboo.

The famous Sword and Shu Road in Lou Huang's hands, the trajectory of the sword is indeterminate, and there is no trace to be found. Every time it is wiped and slanted, it is fierce and overbearing, whether it is a Northern Warhorse or an armored pawn. , Under a sword, only the end of the corpse.

Wang Xianzhi’s kendo attainments and swordsmanship are both favored by the bridegroom. Although this saint martial artist himself does not like to compete for fame and fortune, he has always been infamous in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, even not as good as Menlin. The crow is so famous, but the groom’s cultivation is completely beyond doubt. Whether it is the young king Xu Fengnian or the Huyan Grand View who has recently replaced Cao Changqing as one of the four great martial arts masters, they all believe that the real strength of the groom is Swordsman who is closest to Deng Tai'a in the world, if you say who will have the most hope in the future, standing side by side with the two old and new sword gods, Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a, standing side by side on the mountain of swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly that the bridegroom has the greatest hope, not the same roots. And abandon the old kendo and choose the dragon and tiger mountain Qi Xianxia who broke and stood up.

This gentle gentleman who seems to laugh at everyone, Yan Yan, is polite, and the future of martial arts is vast and far-reaching, which is immeasurable.

Most of the swords made by the bridegroom are easy and freehand, just like the kind of pointing and pointing of the people in the market watching the lively, truly reaching the natural state of whatever they want.

But every seemingly inattentive "pointing" will cause a **** to fall from a horse and die, and the corpse will not see the slightest wound caused by the long sword.

It's just that, compared to the horror of wild moves, Yu Groom who wanders in a leisurely court is obviously slower than he is.

Lou Huang in the front turned around, picked up the head of a Beimang rider with a sword, and smiled at the groom behind Yu: "How about killing sixteen more riders than you?"

The bridegroom calmly said with a smile: "The water flows long."

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

After the younger brother Lou Huang turned his back to him, Yu and the groom still had a leisurely feeling and stood on his heels and looked at the battlefield of Wei Miao Chai Qingshan. Seeing the two seniors from the rivers and lakes echoing each other one after the other, he nodded secretly. Before I was so savagely and horizontally with Louhuang, these guys from Wudi City, under the supervision of the master, almost everyone has been diligent in fighting tides since childhood, so they are in a "single breath." His aura is quite strong and heavy, which occupies an innate advantage. Under the premise that his aura is not much different from a martial arts figure of equivalent realm, he may have changed his opponents to the bridegroom and Louhuang Lin Ya Gong Banque and others. Three breaths, they only need to change two.

The bridegroom lowered his head and looked at the helper from the Tingchao Pavilion Arsenal. He was a little sad for no reason. Is it a bit untimely when a famous sword is folded on the battlefield?

The bridegroom suddenly laughed out loud, retracted the sword into its sheath, and at the same time the cold sword was unsheathed, and his figure suddenly rose from the ground. He came and went freely on the back of the horseback riding on the Beimang Iron that had rushed to it, picking up one. The head with a dead end, always introverted, laughed boldly at the bridegroom, "How about changing the knife! On the battlefield, taking the head of a person with a cold knife, and breaking the tide at the top of the city when we were young, can be said to be the same in the world. Hurry up!"

Lou Huang sneered in front of him: "Wait until my Shu Dao Jian is broken!"

Yu bridegroom joked: "The rough guy is incomprehensible, so it's no wonder that you can't find a wife to warm the bed!"

Lou Huang ignored the senior's ridicule, only that the sword was more fierce and decisive.

In the central area of ​​the battlefield, I don’t know why the three men of Mangpao, Peach Flower Sword God, and Luoyang in White stood at the same time and looked north. Rival.

The young prince finally looked at Beimang's dazzling shot in the distance, and whispered, "Then I will take the first step?"

White Luoyang is noncommittal.

The Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a pushed the sword out of its sheath for more than an inch, and said flatly: "I will help you find Tuoba Bodhisattva first."

As the feudal king's python robe was about to pass away in a flash, Luoyang finally spoke slowly and said: "After Tuoba Bodhisattva takes the shot, you don't have to worry about your back, just move forward."

Xu Fengnian nodded, his body disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the young prince appeared above the head of the Northern Mang Infantry Group, and stepped on a big rock that had just been thrown by the giant catapult.

The huge boulder weighing hundreds of kilograms stagnated for an instant, and then smashed back to the ground faster, not only smashed the catapult, and then the boulder that was rolling like a sky thunder rolled all the way. Dozens of dragging hands were crushed to blood on the spot.

White Luoyang closed her eyes and sniffed lightly. The battlefield where Da Qin competed against the deer eight hundred years ago was so bloody, and the battle on the battlefield after eight hundred years was exactly the same. She whispered: "Da Qin Luoyang is here."

Deng Tai'a finally found the target behind the piles of numerous iron armors, tilted his body slightly, and then pressed the thumb of the hilt with a light flick.

Tao Ajian, who never followed the Peach Blossom Sword God and left the Wu Family Sword Tomb, was finally out of her sheath today, revealing her peerless appearance heartily and heartily.

This flying sword was cast too fast, the sword aura was too long, and the sword intent was too much, so that between the two miles between the scabbard and the flying sword of Deng Tai'a's waist, a slender strip was stretched out. Bright and amazing white rainbow!

As if there is a sword in the world, the sword is two miles long!

The young sword crown Wu Liuding, who is unwilling to lag behind, said with a smile: "Cuihua, as a swordsman, standing behind me, let's see how I start the battle!"

Just as Wu Liuding shook his wrist and was about to open the formation with a crossbow and arrow as a big sword, from the corner of his eye he saw a purple dress rushing into the Beimang stepping formation in an invincible posture, around the purple rainbow , Splashing up countless broken iron shields and stumps and broken arms, like countless scarlet flowers blooming, Wu Liuding couldn't help muttering: "This crazy lady!"

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Under that shot, His Royal Highness Prince Beimang passed the order and ordered Murong Baoding and Chong Liang to send two thousand private riders to assist the two blocked cavalry forces. They must retrieve the four. The Central Plains Grandmaster, who dared to be a man, has a good head, and every head can count the military merits of the North Liang Border Army from the third rank generals!

Before Da Yang, he deliberately set aside a vast open space one mile around, clearly not afraid of those Central Plains masters breaking the line forward.

His Royal Highness Beimang acted so boldly, but whether it is the old and respectful Xihe Prefecture holding the festival Helian mighty, or the deep Aquarius State holding the festival Wang Yong, there has never been the slightest objection. Even the prince is fully responsible for the safety of the prince. Mao and Deng Mao were indifferent.

Everyone is waiting for the young king to appear.

The prince of Beimang Jian, who was very busy, turned his head and asked with a smile at the crown prince who won the title with the word "Guhan" in the name of Qijian Yuefu. "You said that the surname Xu dare to come?" /

She has a cold face~IndoMTL.com~Of course. "

Prince Beimang was disapproving, "It’s good to be here, and it happens that this Northern Liang King understands a truth, there are millions of miraculous medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine to eat."

She stopped talking and sighed softly.

Before marrying into the emperor's house, she looked around the Central Plains poetry and books, as if heroes always died of heroes.

It's just that she glanced at the person next to the pillow who finally held the power, and sneered, thinking that you who killed Xu Xiaoxiong I, as the eldest son of Xu Fengnian, would eventually die in the hands of this kind of straw. It would be too pitiful.

Helian Wuwei, Beimangji's seasonal eyes, had dark and complicated eyes. The old man thought that he was also the concealed plan that he had only known last night, and sighed, making the world an enemy, but that's it.

The old man who stopped his horse not far from the side of Prince Beimang condensed his thoughts, looked at the clearing in front of him, with great emotion, hoping that the young man would come here to fight fiercely, but he didn't want him to succumb to death.

But the young feudal lord who broke through two thousand armors by himself, finally came.