The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 416: Heaven’s Repression

The siege army on Beimang Middle Road is divided into three routes, with two gaps of more than sixty steps wide, for the cavalry to pass orders or reinforcements, and to facilitate the passage of subsequent siege equipment by the military equipment supervisor. One＞small＞say≦﹤＜﹤≦＜＜≦＜≤

The three-way army, each with more than 10,000 pawns assembled into a square formation, with a four-strand-high Beimang handsome flag as the main backbone. If the Beimang emperor personally conquered, the size of the army is as high as six yuan according to the law. On this battlefield, Prince Beimang served as the commander-in-chief of the country, and the bar was as high as six renminbi. The rest, such as Murong Baoding, and the powerful and powerful generals of the season, as the first-class official of the grassland, the army. The handsome flag can be used for five cents. Next, the powerful and powerful generals and the leaders of the major army towns will use the four-fold high handsome flag. Whether the flag is embroidered with the name of the general or the soldiers and horse camp. Never limit.

Although the three ten thousand people in the front row were all blocked by several Zhongyuan Grandmasters, they generally maintained their formation and continued to move forward. In every step, there are elite soldiers with large shields and heavy armors as pioneers, and this group of people does not carry weapons. The prairie cavalry archers are familiar with the horses, riding and shooting the best in the world,

As early as the Dafeng dynasty, it has spread throughout the Central Plains. This is true even on horseback. It is not to be underestimated to dismount a horse and shoot with a strong bow. However, there are not many archers in the three large infantry formations. There are only a thousand people, and the main force is the five thousand siege pawns, wearing light leather armor, holding a lightweight round shield, wearing a reckless knife at the waist, and advancing quickly following the ladders.

After all, in the established strategy of Beimang, the large arc that traverses the battlefield behind 30,000 people has a total of 2,400 catapults, and the two-winged cavalry continues to attack Jubei City. The head is used for riding and shooting suppression, and after the three large formations, the all-in-one strong crossbow steppers, a total of 6,000 people, are responsible for driving the bed crossbow, rhubarb crossbow and the ape arm crossbow. These crossbows used to shine in the Central Plains battlefield. In the mighty and mighty Hong Jia Bei Benzhong, in the previous years, there were family children in the East, Vietnam, and Tang who were the supervisors and chief officials of the family. Because of offering the craftsmanship of crossbow making to Beimang, the female emperor of Beimang was rejoiced by Long Yan. He was directly promoted to the Southern Dynasties Yi Zi Gaomen, and Xun stood out among the many families of the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In addition, the three phalanxes are equipped with more than a dozen towers, each of which can hide more than 300 archers, like a towering ant nest that can be moved, covered with a huge The special cowhide, which is hard to invade by kerosene, is the horrible crossbow that is far more powerful than the southern dynasty in the northern Liang city. It is not easy to directly destroy the car. Once close to the city, the archer in the building can directly shoot at the guards. At the same time, the horizontal ladder is erected, like a suspended bridge, with the dense ant-attached siege of the city corporals and soldiers, and the elite daredevils climbed up with the aid of the crossbow arrows nailed into the city wall bed. The formation and the two-wing cavalry's riding and shooting can be described as impossible to guard against.

It's just that because of the emergence of the eighteen people, the battlefield was not born on the northern wall of the northwestern border city.

The young feudal lord alone opened up the formation and went deep into the hinterland of the Beimang army. Behind him, Luoyang in white clothes followed closely. Although she did not kill anyone, she let the new Liangwang no worries, let go of her hands and feet, and finally made it. Xu Fengnian’s feat of breaking two thousand armors by himself, he used two sleeves of green snakes mixed with sword energy to roll the dragon wall, his qi is like a dragon, and he rushed in the line of the army of Beimang. I will take it from the army of thousands General courage.

Compared with Xu Fengnian’s powerful shot, the slowly advancing Peach Flower Sword God Deng Tai'a appeared to be relatively quiet. After Tai'a sword was unsheathed, it was erratic and suddenly appeared brightly. Hidden away, in the clouds and mists like a masterpiece of thunder, there are dragons and dragons showing ferociousness, Zhang Xu glared.

Before this Peach Flower Sword God, Xu Fengnian and Luoyang drove straight in one after another, and Huishan Ziyi and Zhu Pao Xu Ying broke into the step formation one after another, making the Beimang step formation in front of Deng Tai'a messy. It was unbearable, and almost no one dared to provoke this great master of Wuping in the Central Plains, who had already tied with Tuoba Bodhisattva. When Li Chungang lent his sword to Deng Tai'a for thousands of miles before his death, in that battle, although he did not clearly distinguish the victory or defeat, But in the eyes of Grandmaster Beimangjianghu, and in terms of pure lethality, Deng Tai'a was the first person in the world to be deserved. At that time, there were rumors that there might still be people in the world who could be higher than Deng Tai'a, but as long as it was a battle of life and death. There is absolutely no one in the world who can beat Deng Tai'a. At most it is the end of both parties' death. Now Deng Tai'a returns from a visit to the immortals. He has never used a sword to travel through the rivers and lakes. He has come out from the west and hangs long. Sword, in this way, who would dare to make a mistake in front of this swordsman?

Deng Tai'a didn't deliberately kill Beimang's pawns, the pace was not fast, and he moved forward steadily. The pawns on both sides of the distance went south, and Deng Tai'a also turned a blind eye. He was more relying on Tai'a sword. Looking for the traces of Tuoba Bodhisattva, the situation is somewhat similar to that of hunting Xie Guanying thousands of miles from north to south, but compared to Xie Guanying’s almost no fight back, that person, regardless of his realm, is already at the pinnacle of the world. Mang Army God, obviously not the case, just deliberately avoiding the war with a big plan.

Deng Tai'a is not irritable or impatient, and occasionally looks around, wherever his mind is, that is where the sword aura and the rainbow bloom.

In the Beimang Step Formation where Deng Tai'a was, the red and purple colors seemed to be in the land of no one, killing wantonly.

Zhu Pao Xu Ying is agile, likes to fly over the head of Beimang Shizu, and doesn't mind being an arrow target at all,

Whenever facing a large array of hundreds of archers, I vaguely saw a scarlet robe shuttled freely in the rain of arrows, lightly spinning, and it was really beautiful. Every time she rolls her sleeves around six or seven arrows, as the body rotates, she immediately returns with the color, and the arrow shots back. She never cares about the head, just like a butterfly playing around the flowers. The arrows came and went, and even the corners of her clothes were not cut. On the contrary, there were no less than 70 Beimang archers who used arrows to penetrate their heads or chests on the spot. As for the pawns who were hit by the pond fish, there were as many as two pawns. More than a hundred people. Although Xu Yingqi machine is not known for being strong, it is particularly long. Every time he settles, he either rises up and steps on several arrows, tossing and turning, like walking on the ground, or he just falls slightly, and the dragonfly falls on Beimang. Stepping on the top of the pawn's head, like a naughty juvenile stomping on the orange, easily trampled on the head of the North Mangman.

A phalanx stepping **** saw the scarlet rushing towards him, so he could only close his eyes and slash indiscriminately. He didn't expect to be able to slash the ghostly woman who was on the move. The next moment, he suddenly realized that no matter what. No matter how hard it was, the sword held high up couldn't be spleen.

The Beimang savages around this soldier, like a scourge, scatter quickly, leaving only this poor worm who was slightly at a loss for the time being.

After he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see that on the tip of his saber, standing on the red robe, the woman's embroidered shoes stepped on the tip of the knife, motionless, looking down at him.

She lightly clicked, and the hilt of the battle knife instantly pierced into the owner's chest and came out through her body. She leaned back and dodged a few arrows that were shot at her face.

Before falling to the ground, Xu Ying in Zhu robe, who was originally facing the ground, waved his sleeves and dropped his feet on the ground. Before stepping on any dust, he rushed forward, raising his hand to reveal a piece of white as a lotus root from the sleeve. With his arm, a palm was placed on the forehead of a Northern Mang soldier, who flew upside down like a broken kite for dozens of steps, and the three foot soldiers behind him were crushed to the chest by the huge momentum, and they also fell dead on the spot.

Xu Ying did not evade a swift arrow that came straight out this time. The joyful face showed a smile. She stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against the point of the arrow. The arrow did not decrease. But it didn't hit the woman's neck as expected. Xu Ying's figure is as fast as a thunder, and she waited until the arrow ran out of strength, then she stood still, turned her wrists, and gently held the stick that should have fallen to the ground. Arrow.

She smiled and raised her eyes to the archer who shot the arrow. Although the outfit of the Northern Mang soldier was no different from that of an ordinary archer, it was obvious that she had already entered the room on the way to the martial arts.

The weird archer who is staring at Zhu Pao Xu Ying has an indifferent expression. Originally, he stretched his hand around his shoulder and drew a feather arrow from the quiver. It is probably a strong lunge shot, which is still too much for a master. No pain or itching, he withdrew his hand and drew the sword from his waist.

When he made this move, dozens of archers around also abandoned their bows and drew knives.

Xu Ying smiled and stretched out a finger, and slowly hooked the soldier.

This man belonged to a hundred warriors of the southern dynasty's frontier army. Whether he was riding a bow or shooting, he was extremely exquisite. The court is enlisted in the army, attached to those powerful and powerful, and will definitely be regarded as a treasure by any commander. They are usually a team of ten, lurking among the siege pawns, waiting for opportunities, not just familiar with catching and fighting. , Is better at small-scale formation of enemies. This kind of secret border pawns of the Southern Dynasties, which are usually dispersed by the army and only belonged to the commander in wartime, are far fewer in number than the 20,000 steppers targeting the large town of Xiongcheng in the Central Plains. The temple bosses complacently praised the cowardly Xuejun of the southern border.

This southern dynasty soldier, known to be as powerful as the white horse crossbowmen in Liangzhou, hides more than a hundred people in each 10,000-strong formation at this time, so there is only one centurion. It’s not a coincidence that Zhu The one provoked by Xu Ying in the robe happened to be the centurion.

The centurion stared at the scarlet robe. He hesitated and made up his mind. He raised his left arm and clenched his fist, then punched his right palm several times. After he made this gesture, in addition to the more than a dozen soldiers and soldiers, the other nine teams of Southern Dynasty sergeants who were hidden in the formation quickly received emergency espionage and quickly gathered here in an attempt to encircle Xu Ying.

Xu Ying was eager to try and waited patiently and quietly when she noticed the unusual signs.

If Xu Ying in Zhu Pao is playing more like a child's mind, without any distracting thoughts at all, then Xuanyuan Qingfeng's murderous intent is the most important thing to kill!

I am afraid that in the vast battlefield outside the city of Jubei, only the young prince who has broken two thousand iron armors can win!

Daxueping Xuanyuan Qingfeng rampaged, it was extremely domineering.

Different from Xu Ying’s purpose of strolling around, he only needs to keep moving forward. The Daxueping Rivers and Lakes leader chose a very clear goal at the beginning, a huge locomotive!

It's clear who is the most eye-catching in her vision, then she will demolish who!

A vast Liyang dynasty, the most unreasonable woman, worthy of the name.

The first locomotive was hit by this purple suit and broke, as if it was cut in the waist.

After passing through that car, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body turned and went straight to the second one. At that time, she tore the cowhide and got into it. There were corpses flying out constantly. Finally, when she appeared in a wide view On the top floor watchtower, none of the three hundred soldiers in the car survived.

She deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the battle in the hinterland of the Northern Mang army, and then stepped heavily on her foot. As she skimmed out of the upstairs car, the sturdy upstairs car under her feet, which was made by the military inspector of the Southern Dynasty, crashed. collapse.

The third building wagon had better luck. When Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped it on the huge cowhide, the majestic air machine oscillated so that the whole building wobbled and wore a purple dress before entering the watchtower. Six or seven soldiers from Beimang didn't have time to make a move. They were so excited that Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sudden burst of energy smashed through the fence, and they were bleeding to death in the air before falling to the ground. Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced back at the Jubei City Ring Drum Ring, and saw the snow-white color, she was a little startled, the building under her feet was still swaying under the influence of the lingering rhyme of the previous aura, but at this moment, A few arrows from the side car observation deck interrupted the Huishan Ziyi's thoughts. She frowned and didn't turn her head at all. She just waved her sleeves at random, and the arrows flew back along the trajectory when they came. The four feather arrows that were so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye instantly pierced the chests of the four archers.

After the murder, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was obviously still in a bit of hatred. The ankles hidden under the skirt were twisted slightly, and the whole car completely tilted to the one on the right. Xuanyuan Qingfeng stopped taking care of the two crashing. Because she found that Beimang was finally unable to restrain her, except for two powerful and powerful fine knights rushing to the left and right wings respectively, and each slew to the four Central Plains masters, the Groom Louhuang and Wei Miao Chai Qingshan. In the middle of the army’s abdomen, the movement was not small, and the targets of interception included her Xuanyuan Qingfeng, except for a cavalry army with a number of about 1,000. After leaving the original camp station, they followed two steps. The gaps in the corridors charge horses to the south, and a group of people in black who are not wearing armor and only wearing swords and crossbows move stupidly. Their actions are concealed. They do not appear on the two wide "corridors", but on the steps. In the narrow gap in the formation, bow your head and swiftly advance. There are also figures from the rear of the Northern Mang Army. They have a wide range of weapons and outfits. They did not carry any Northern Mang Army-standard equipment. They should have been dispatched from the nest. The Mang court gathered the masters of the Northern Mang River and Lake in the army of the Southern Expedition.

The grandmaster who has been calling for rain in the Beimang River and Lake in recent years has been quite bleak, especially the large-scale entry attack and killing the commander of the Beiliang border, which was severely damaged, the moral sect, the chess and sword Yuefu, the Tibingshan, the princess The graves, the four major sects are all wounded, especially Gongzhufen and Tibingshan. If it hadn’t been supported by Beimang, they would have been left in Liyangjiang Lake, which is relatively distant from the imperial court, and would have lost the Dinghai Shenzhen and Zhongzheng strength. No, it’s either being divided up by other forces that smelled the fishy smell, or it’s been lost by the inexplicable enemies. Chess and swords music is also uncomfortable. The lyric name is Hong Jingyan, who is even more obscure, died in battle, and Huang Baozhuang, whose lyric name is getting greener, In other words, Luoyang in white left the Chess and Sword Yuefu, and the Lord of the Yuefu Palace and the master Beimang who secretly entered Beiliangguan became a guest and died. Except for the Taiping Ling and the prince named Han Gu, who barely supported the table, the Chess and Sword Yuefu This deep-rooted sect might be exactly like the car under Xuanyuan Qingfeng's feet, a little harder step on it, and the foundation accumulated over two hundred years of hard work, the big tree will collapse in an instant.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng saw the three groups of people with different feet, very strangely just burying his head and heading south, but turned a blind eye to the young vassal king and Luoyang in white, which made Huishan Ziyi feel unhappy for no reason. The more the gas is cold.

She continued to smash a truck, and from the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a thousand-man cavalry army approaching south, and she swept across in purple clothes.

For a rider, Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped his helmet on the helmet. On the way out, the body was smashed to pieces.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who invisibly occupied the magpie's nest, stood proudly on the back of the war horse that was still running with her legs.

This cavalry is the elite of the Orange State, which has spent countless efforts to build in accordance with the season. The famous winter thunder cavalry is also the culprit for dragging the left cavalry outside Beiliang Pass into the quagmire.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn’t know who the Zuo Cavalry’s first lieutenant was, 6 Dayuan, or the famous Donglei rider in the Southern Dynasty. She even glanced down at the slightly surprised Donglei riders. He raised his gaze and looked at a group of small-scale cavalry with no more than seven or eighty members. There were handsome swordsmen in white, and women in colorful clothes who were fluttering on horsebacks, and those with closed eyes and body followed the horseback to slowly rise and fall. Of the elderly, without exception, are well-trained people in the arena.

For the time being, the winter thunder cavalry, which is surrounded by dragons, is not in a state of chaos. The cavalry officer closest to Xuanyuan Qingfeng fiercely raised his iron spear and pierced the Ziyi's abdomen.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't entangle this thousand-man cavalry too much, with a little tiptoe, a little taller, just avoiding the iron gun, and then falling on the gun body, sliding away, without waiting for the one. The riding commander responded by suddenly raising his head and kicking the man’s face with the back of his feet. The riding commander’s entire head shot out like that. This tragic scene is not unstoppable, except that Xuanyuan Qingfeng clicked it to the end. As the humiliated Winter Thunder Cavalry continued to the south, its stature floated high, and fell on the clearing between the Winter Thunder Cavalry and the team of Jianghu masters, Xuanyuan Qingfeng moved forward leisurely. The shape and pace, the inexplicable freehand style, are like a scroll written by a Danqing country.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng smashed the Quartet, Xu Yanbing, who had never made any big moves, suddenly said to Deng Tai'a's back: "To prevent Tuoba Bodhisattva from taking advantage of the fire, I am afraid it will be handed over to Mr."

Deng Tai'a didn't turn around, and smiled casually: "Deng must not let Brother Xu down."

Xu Yanbing slanted up the "cut fresh" of the fine iron spear that has been collected by the Chaoge for many years. Facing the peach blossom sword god's daughter, the half-step martial sage of Northern Liang did not have any words of gratitude, but Hold your fist and leave.

Xu Yanbing turned around and strode towards the old sword-eater ancestor who had not moved, and said in a deep voice: "Certain the king's return to the city, please trouble the elders."

Sui Xiegu glanced diagonally at the junior of the former gun fairy king embroidery, and the old man was noncommittal about Xu Yanbing's request.

Xu Yanbing didn't have the difficulty of being a strong man. He went to support the young sword-crowned sword servants in Wujia Jianzhong. Wudang real man Yu Xingrui has set off to reinforce Mao Shulangji Liuan's two Nanjiang masters, Wu Liuding and Jianshi Cuihua. The two of them are still facing a whole tens of thousands of people. Although they have not yet fallen into a mortal place, they are already surrounded by heavy iron armor, especially for some reason the swordsman with outstanding swordsmanship, even if they watch. The sword crown of Jianzhong contemporary sword has exhausted many times, and it is dangerous. Her Su Wang sword has never been out of its sheath to kill the enemy, and it seems that she is unwilling to actively help Wu Liuding share the pressure. In addition, the young sword crown is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. He just immerses himself in the battle, and goes forward, a posture of Lao Tzu wishing to directly kill the Beimang prince.

In contrast, Mao Shulang, one of the world’s leading swordsman masters, and Longgong Keqing Ji Liu’an are more stable, and can even greatly restrain the advancement of the entire siege formation. Contemporary Wudang instructor Li Yufu Yu Xingrui’s master chose to support Mao Shulang and Ji Liu’an. It is also reasonable. First, he could stop Beimang’s siege to a greater extent. Second, the young sword crown was too reckless and aggressive. Yu Xingrui wanted to stop him. I can’t stop, I’m not good to stop, after all, the unhuman rules of Wu Jiajian’s withered swordsman, Yu Xingrui has long heard of, even as a kind elder and martial arts senior, even if he feels compassion, he really wants the old man to take action, but it is very It's tricky, I'm afraid that I won't be able to solve the siege, and I will superfluously help.

In the big formation, Wu Jiajian’s young sword crown was blurred by sweat. He was holding two swords that he grabbed at hand. He had just repelled the dense sword formation of more than a hundred Northern Mang soldiers. For Wu Liuding’s realm For the swordsman, it didn't matter what kind of weapon he had in his hand. He took the opportunity to gasp, shook his head, raised his sleeves and wiped off his sweat, looking ahead, the young man grinned.

The so-called battle between masters is naturally the principle of martial arts, but it is a situation where the two sides are evenly matched, and there is no difference between them. They can only be compared with each other, but when the battle is on the battlefield, there is no such thing. It's so exquisite, just like no matter how closely the alternate offensives of the Beimang stepper archers are connected, there is no way to make the young sword crown not have a chance to breathe, but this also does not mean that Wu Liuding will become a matter of course. The legendary battlefield is tens of thousands of enemies. Because a martial arts master has a certain amount of energy in depth, after all, except for the 6 gods, even if it is a master of the planetary realm that can resonate with the world, the energy is not taken seriously. Exhausted, every time you breathe, it's just a re-gathering, and the loss of Qi in the body will definitely far exceed the degree of replenishment. Especially compared with Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba Bodhisattva, or the pure martial arts of the early Huishan ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan, the swordsman, regardless of whether he prefers epee intent or swordsmanship, whether he is in the first-grade realm or not, his physique is inevitably not as strong as the former. Five hundred years in the arena, the people who have advanced the fastest are often those with extraordinary talents who are born out of genius swordsmen. In the past, there was Li Chungang, the swordsman of the Spring and Autumn Period, and now there is Chen Tianyuan, the banished immortal of the Taibai Sword Sect. In contrast, Wang Xianzhi, Xuanyuan Dapan and others , Although the final achievements are very high and the combat power is even more terrifying, the degree of martial arts climbing is obviously slower.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is no enemy on the battlefield. Why is Xu Longxiang alone in Beiliang expected to break the precedent?

Of course it’s not how high Xu Longxiang’s realm is, but only his natural vajra realm. In the battlefield, a martial arts master who faces thousands of horses can take his breath and then change his breath, but as the body contains a Qi machine Less and less, as long as the army is strong enough, it will naturally consume the withered master.

This superficial truth, the talents and the roots, are the best young people in the Wu family's sword tomb, of course.

But he still insists on breaking the line alone.

Wu Liuding bent down. He turned his back to the female swordsman who was wandering the rivers and lakes with his back. He exhaled a bit of sorrow and said softly: "Cuihua, I don't think I can compare to that surname Xu in this life. It’s a guy, he probably killed all the way to Beimang Dazhen, right? Where did I go? It’s a thousand miles away."

Sword Shi Cuihua gave a hum, without any words of comfort.

Wu Liuding sighed, "It's really irritating, remember that time when I was on the reed stilt outside Xiangfan City, I was able to roll over seventy or eighty Beiliang Princes with one hand, right?"

Jian Shi Cuihua's mouth curled up, her eyes were gentle, "It should be."

Wu Liuding was silent and clenched both knives tightly.

Suddenly, the young sword crown noticed a palm lightly pressing on his head.

How can a man's head and a woman's waist be touched?

It's just that Wu Liuding doesn't care.

I have the impression of a quiet and unobtrusive female swordsman. She rubbed Wu Liuding's head, opened her eyes and looked into the distance, and said softly, "Although I have always been wondering why you want to talk to that young fan Wang competes, but no matter what, since you are willing to give up..."

Wu Liuding's eyes were firm, and he shook his head vigorously and said: "Don't admit defeat!"

Sword Shi Cuihua retracted her hand, raised her arm, and held the hilt of Su Wang's sword behind her back, "In fact, there is something I have been hiding from you."

Wu Liuding turned his head abruptly and said with a sad expression on his face: "Cuihua, don't say anything, if you tell me you secretly like Xu, where can I cry?!"

The female sword servant gave him a fierce look, and then slowly pulled out the Su Wang Sword, and after passing him, she gently said, "I'm probably the 6th Sword Fairy already."

Wu Liuding was dumbfounded.

Beyond the big formation, Xu Yanbing was not in a hurry to break the formation. Facing the thick formation that was advancing in formation, Xu Yanbing made a move that no one had expected, as the younger brother of the gun fairy king embroidery. , This martial arts master, who was rarely mentioned in Liyang Jianghu, suddenly plunged his iron spear into the ground.

Xu Yanbing took a step forward, and the iron gun was on the right behind him.

It seems that this man is trying to tell the tens of thousands of people.

My Beiliang Xuyan soldiers are here, and no one in Beimang can have a long spear.

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The last of the eighteen masters who went out of the city was the blind female luthier from Xishu, Xue Songguan.

But it is precisely this young woman who seems to be the furthest away from the battlefield, who is under the heaviest pressure.

Bei Mang's wave of arrows raining on Jubei City was stopped by her and Cheng Baishuang, who had reached the realm of the Great Celestial Phenomenon. There were even more than two thousand catapults of siege rocks, the most giant of them, almost Without exception, they were all crushed one by one by this female luthier who only referred to the Profound Realm.

The kind of large catapult driven by hundreds of hands, the huge boulders thrown out sound like thunder, and they are all invincible, and they can sink seven feet deep into the ground!

It was unexpectedly that such a woman with a slender waist and a delicate body quietly extinguished the arrogance like a spring breeze and rain.

Xue Songguan has changed to sitting cross-legged, with the guqin resting on his legs.

Four strings are broken.

The first string was broken by her, and the next three strings were broken, broken, and broken.

The blind female luthier lowered her head, her fingers trembling slightly.

A little bit of scarlet blood dripped on the body of the instrument.

She knew that her contribution was worth it. Although she was born as a killer and was unaware of military warfare, before the siege infantry rushed to the city, Beimang would throw a wave to help the infantry. Suppressing the rain of arrows at the head of the city is tantamount to reducing the number of deaths to the North Liang border army who resisted the city.

Xue Songguan slowly raised his head and "looked" at an elderly Confucian who did not know when he came to him. She knew that his surname was Cheng, Baishuang, a scholar in the Old Southern Tang Dynasty, and a martial arts master in Southern Xinjiang. .

The old man looked kindly and said: "Miss Xue, you are still young, so you don’t need to work hard like this. You were too quick to act before, and the old man was worried about disrupting your aura. There was no way to stop you. Let the old man help, and you can check and fill up the vacancies when you change the girl, how about?"

The blind female luthier shook her head slightly, very firm.

The old man was not surprised by this. While waving his sleeves and smashing the boulders on the top of his head with awe-inspiring aura, he still persuaded in a gentle manner: "Miss Xue, the old man is two generations older than you, so let the old man lean on the old and sell the old and say something. This is a big reason. I don’t know why you came here or for whom, but since the old man is fighting side by side with your little girl, there is no reason for a woman to die first. This is unreasonable and impolite, right?"

The woman smiled politely, as if she was thinking of the old master Su Su who also likes to reason.

Some scholars seem to be innocent and cute, no matter how old they are.

She still remembered that Su Su was arguing with Old Master Zhao in the early years. Su Su was unobtrusive and asked why the old man was not martyred back then. She never thought that the old Master would answer Su Su with confidence. The scholar should have planned for the emperor in the temple, that kind of dedication. , It is right and right. Fighting in the battlefield is always the duty of a martial artist, and death is a good place. If I say that Zhao Dingxiu is a scholar, and I am afraid of dying in the battlefield, what is wrong? Su Su suddenly grinned speechlessly, and Master Zhao wandered away leisurely after holding his hands, but the old man's back was a little depressed.

Cheng Baishuang laughed and joked: "Miss Xue, how can a rare woman like you not marry? Isn't it to let a man in the world lose that great fortune! Old man, me, too? I’m getting older. If I’m 30 or 40 years younger, I will make a great poem and write a beautiful essay for you, a gentle lady, a gentleman."

Xue Songguan's face is stern.

Cheng Baishuang calmed his expression, "Next, let the old guy who can only be regarded as half a scholar, give more strength, Miss Xue, how about it?"

Xue Songguan didn't know how to answer.

The old scholar Cheng Baishuang took a deep breath.

The Confucian sages have something to say, although there are thousands of people, I am going to go.

It's exactly the scene!

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Suddenly, there was a vision in the world!

A beam of light as thick as a mountain descended from the sky, completely covering the land one mile in front of Beimang Dazhu.

It's like a snow-white waterfall falling down from the nine heavens!

At that moment~IndoMTL.com~Toba Bodhisattva finally appeared, standing only a few meters away from Deng Tai'an flying sword, the Northern Mang army **** looked at the Peach Flower Sword God with cold eyes," The reason why I am here is nothing more than bait. In fact, I don’t need me to intercept and kill Xu Fengnian at all. I have my own way of suppressing it."

Deng Tai'a looked solemn and solemn, looking at the beam of light that continuously hit the earth from the sky, containing a supreme majesty that never existed in the world, Deng Tai'a fell into contemplation.

Toba Bodhisattva sneered and said: "Deng Tai A, otherwise you and I will take this opportunity to tell the difference between life and death?"

Deng Tai'a slowly retracted his gaze, and finally started to face the Bodhisattva Tuoba, but shook his head and sarcastically said: "It's not my turn."

The Tuoba Bodhisattva turned his head and looked around.

Before the dusty Beimang Dahu, vaguely, looking from a distance, there seemed to be a black line between the beam of light and the ground.

Under the suppression of heaven.

Someone straightened up!