At the head of the inner city, Mu Qingling looked at the bloody cavalry under the city, and his face turned pale.

The elite flank of Zhu Shiwu's five hundred cavalry rushed towards the necromantic cavalry, and three hundred people fell in an instant, and the blood directly spread half of the battlefield.

"Queue!!" Zhu Shiwu shouted, lifting his hand, only to find that the riding spear in his hand had been broken, the tiger's mouth was cracked, the bones were visible, and the blood red the entire palm.

The remnants of the cavalry were in formation, but they were too frightened to make a second charge.

Because of the second charge, the end is doomed, that is, all of them, none of them will survive!

"Open the city gate!" The side gate of the inner city was opened, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the cavalry battalion left the east gate with one thousand elites, one thousand elites from the west gate, and one thousand elites from the main gate.

Mu Chen put on his armor and went to the head of the city, the crossbowmen were in place, and the five hundred crossbowmen were full of strings, and the feather arrows were shining coldly, pointing at the necromantic cavalry who were constantly rushing out of the Yongdao.

"Shoot the arrow!!" Mu Chen shouted, his handsome face stained with an abnormal flush.

"Whoa!——

Feather arrows shot straight away, a hundred paces away, and countless necromantic cavalry were nailed to a thousand holes by feather arrows.

"Formation!!!" Under the city, Chen Deng shouted, but the shield player suffered heavy casualties in the second round of charge, and the formation could no longer be pulled.

In the third round of charge, the necromantic cavalry swarmed up, instantly breaking away the shield armor array, and the three hundred shieldmen were stepped into the rolling dust by the skeleton war horse in an instant, and the screams came and went!

"Kill !——"

The pikemen confronted the cavalry sweep.

But they were faced with a cavalry army that had been dead for seventy years. They didn't know what to be afraid of, and they rushed towards them one by one in the face of the long spears.

The first platoon of cavalry was tied directly into a hornet's nest.

But the majestic force of the charge pushed the spearmen to fly out, and in an instant, they swept through the spearmen's formation, and the spearmen's army was scattered in all directions.

"Cavalry battalion, charge!!" The main gate of the inner city was wide open, and a thousand heavily armored cavalry rode out of the city, and the iron cavalry stepped on the floor, and the mountain torrent swept through the canyon, rushing towards the necromantic cavalry.

Military Stream Collision!

Tragic.

The cavalrymen who charged at high speed collided with each other, and the men flipped on their backs. Countless war horses screamed and killed directly, and immediately the cavalry flew out more than three feet away, was trampled past, and never got up again.

......

Bai Ze no longer knew how many swords he had produced, nor how many cavalry had rushed past him.

The wreckage of the cavalry piled at his feet was already three feet high, and the nameless horseman's eyes were red, as if there was lava flowing in them, staring at Bai Ze's figure of rushing and killing.

"Human ...... Dead ......" the nameless rider spoke, his saber cut horizontally, and his horse rushed towards Bai Ze.

The demonic qi was agitated, Bai Ze's heart was cold, and the nine-colored spirit deer's sentence "beware" in his mind had not yet fallen, and he had already been stabbed in the back.

The hooves of the skeleton war horse's bowl kicked on Bai Ze's back and directly trampled him to the ground.

"Poof!" Bai Ze spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the endless necromantic cavalry swarmed up, skeleton war horses galloped in, and hundreds of horses' hooves trampled down!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

At the moment of life and death, Bai Ze only heard his heartbeat like an ancient thunderbolt, shocking the entire soul sea.

The nameless horseman sat proudly on top of the skeletal warhorse, and cut down with his saber to take the head of the black-armored young man!

"Whew!——"

The dragon's chant shook the universe.

Bai Ze looked up to the sky and roared, but what he let out was a dragon groan.

The young man's pitch-black pupils were lit up by molten gold, the knotted green tendons burst out, Bai Ze's bones crackled, and the aura of the ancient Xuanhuang swept out, and the three armies were shocked!

At the head of Weicheng City, Zhao Dun and Xianzhen looked sideways at the same time.

One page of the book seal is loose.

Dragon Soul Awakens!

In Bai Ze's arms, the green scales hovered excitedly in the young man's heart, and the snake's eyes were shining.

Bai Ze's mind was in chaos.

But he clearly remembered that Xie Xuan was outside Liuzhuang half a year ago, and he had the superior sword intent of Pingshan Gang with a sword.

In a trance, Bai Ze seemed to travel through time and space, and saw that ten years ago, the nameless swordsman was under the willow tree, quietly looking at the thousand-year-old willow for seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, and realized the sword of the Heavenly Dao.

"A sword with a willow, three thousand qi!" Bai Ze laughed wildly, the dragon soul stimulated the innate pure yang true qi in his body, and the Qingshuang sword stabbed out with a sword, only to hear a loud bang!

"Boom!——"

Endless sword qi came out from the Qingshuang Sword and swept in all directions.

The ten-zhang wide road of Zhengyangmen was widened by ten zhang, and the huge sword qi rushed out of Zhengyangmen like a dragon, killing six hundred horsemen with one sword!

Quiescence.

The smoke and dust of the corridor were dead silent.

Bai Ze trembled all over, pale golden blood flowed from his nostrils, and the pores of his right hand were all open, wrapped in a layer of viscous blood that overflowed his skin.

The nameless rider knelt down and never got back to his feet.

After five breaths, the vacuum was filled, and the necromantic cavalry rushed into the corridor again, running towards the black-armored boy in the middle of the corridor.

Green scales poked out of Bai Ze's neckline, spitting out snake letters, and hissing sounds. The eyes of the young man who was dominated by the dragon soul were shining, and the vertical eyes of molten gold were full of the violence of blood and fire.

It was the dragon king's eyes that looked down on all beings.

"......" At the head of the inner city, Mu Chen heard a sigh, and as soon as he turned around, the girl with the umbrella had already crossed the city in one step and flew towards the black torrent that kept rushing out of the road.

The girl was tightly hugged by the maid at the head of the city, the wide sleeves of the skirt were entwined and bundled, the waterfall-like green silk hung down on the back of her head, and the cold winter wind blew and fluttered one after another, like the clouds and mist of Wushan Weather.

Behind the girl, the swordsman in the cloth also followed him down the city and flew towards the elite division of the Jin Kingdom seventy years ago, the feather cavalry.

"Miss Yu?" Mu Chen suddenly said.

The paper umbrella was opened in mid-air and floated down in the wind. The famous sword in the handle of the umbrella was pulled out by Yu Youwei casually, and the autumn water was turbulent, and more than 100 riders were killed with one sword.

The crane-like girl and the pine-like swordsman rushed into the black torrent, all the way backwards, and countless necromantic cavalry fell under the two swords.

Mu Chen was dumbfounded.

Chen Deng was also dumbfounded.

Zhu Shiwu, who was only a rough man, scolded with a sentence of "damn", and the hairs on his body stood up, and he was excited by the back of the girl and the swordsman, and he just wanted to rush and kill in the enemy formation!

Bai Ze was laughing maniacally.

The ancient will to kill dominated his sea of souls, and the dragon awakened to the submission of thousands of living beings at its feet.

The Qingshuang sword was like a pillar, and it was held in Bai Ze's hand, and he was a master of the pass, blocking the fearless charge of the three thousand necromantic cavalry.

At the head of Weicheng City, the shirtless demon forced Zhao Dun back with a sword, and jumped off the city reflexively.

"Hugh go!" Zhao Dun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to catch up with him with a knife.

But the army of the dead, which had already climbed to the top of the city, received the order of the horn soldiers under the city, and rushed forward and rushed towards Zhao Dun, delaying his movement.

"Kill, kill, kill!!" Bai Ze laughed, killing red-eyed.

A hand as white as jade reached out from behind and patted Bai Ze's shoulder lightly and heavily.

"Childe. Yu Youwei called him.

Bai Ze was startled, turned around suddenly, and was about to slash with his sword. But the sword did not fall, and Yu Youwei slapped a palm on Bai Ze's shoulder, as if a cool spring water rushed through the irritable spirit.

The red golden eyes saw the girl's face clearly.

"Yu Youwei?" Bai Ze asked her, "It turns out that you haven't left the city and are still here." ”

"I'm here. Yu Youwei bowed.

The swordsman in the lily coat suddenly raised his head, only to see a black shadow falling from the sky, and it turned out to be the famous first general of the national war, the first!

"Bang !——"

Xian Zhen was naked, carrying a famous sword to cross the catastrophe, standing proudly on the ruins of Yongdao, and the scarlet demon eye looked indifferently at the dragonized young man.

Bai Ze turned around and saw Xianzhen. The sea of souls dominated by the dragon soul gradually cleared up, and he recognized the man who was wrapped in demonic energy, and also realized that he appeared here, and it was likely that something happened to Zhao Dun's side.

"Dragon Soul. As soon as he said two words, the necromantic cavalry rushed out from behind him, but as if they had met the mainstay, they separated from the middle and galloped past the four of them, as if they could not see them.

"First. Bai Ze said.

Hearing this, the blood-red eyes met Bai Ze's red golden dragon pupils. Both of them were stunned at the same time.

Bai Ze saw a lonely general sitting in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, with a sword in both hands, with the desert yellow sand behind him, and the blood-red sunset.

Seventy years ago, he was forced to lead the army into Dushan and the whole army was annihilated. He hated, hated the king of Jin who cooked rabbits and dead dogs, and hid all the birds with bows, and was afraid that he would be a master when the national war was about to end, so he let him lead 60,000 Jin troops into Dushan with such vicious intentions, but he could never get out of the mountain alive.

He hated, hated himself for being incompetent, and entered the territory of the demon king with 60,000 soldiers, and in just one night, all the 60,000 troops were hanged in mid-air by endless vines.

He left the catastrophe behind, let the vines of the demon king wrap around his neck, and died with his army of 60,000.

......

The man in the sea of corpses raised his head and met Bai Ze's eyes. Those eyes are ancient and unwavering, and they can't see joy and sorrow, but they make people feel distressed.

Bai Ze woke up from his vision.

But I heard Xianzhen's dry voice ringing in my ears, and he said, "It's you ......."

Who is it?

It's you.