That punch came out, and the people who noticed the situation here looked sideways. The ancestor who was fighting with Zhang Wei was obviously stunned, but he didn't expect that his demon clone could not kill the black-clothed boy in an instant.

"Red Panther. The sword spirit mountain ghost butterfly clothes fluttered, the sword finger was handed out, and the corner of the rose's snowy lips spit out two cold words, but when he saw the sword intent of the flood wilderness rushing out, it was the appearance of a red leopard.

Sword intent transforms.

The eyes of the mountain ghost jade were as cold as ice, a sword came out, and another sword came out, chasing after it, and went straight to the head of the first demon path clone, "Wen Li." ”

Red leopard, civet dog, mount and pet of mountain ghosts.

On that day, in the Hengshan Valley, in the Lotus Pavilion, the mountain ghost turned into a sword spirit and entered the Wufeng Sword, and at the same time, she chose to die, as well as her old friends who had accompanied her for two hundred years, Red Leopard and Wen Li.

The three swords without a blade are fully displayed at this moment!

The beautiful figure is like a fairy, and the two swords come out, and the momentum is not comparable to Xie Xuan's sword like the sea, and it also has the potential of a river.

First the Demon Dao clone horizontal sword to block, but where is the transformation sword intent so simple to be consumed, the red leopard is facing the doppelganger, and it crashes into it, making a deafening sword roar.

"Whoosh!"

Wen Li's sword blade stepped down and directly opened a hole in the abdomen of the ancestor clone.

The clouds in the sky rolled upside down, and the demonic beasts in the city roared wildly.

Above the inner city, the mountain ghost raised his hand to kill a clone of the ancestors, but he didn't care about Bai Ze's meaning, just stood there, watching the dragonized young man rush out of the city in one step, the golden dragon pupils emitted a hideous light, his right hand was dripping with blood, and he clenched his fists and rushed towards the upside-down demon shadow.

The first demon doppelganger was silent, his eyes were cold, and his scarlet pupils stared at the black-clothed young man who was chasing after him, and he was shocked by the catastrophe and was sacrificed by him.

"Whew!"

The demonic aura surrounds the body of the famous sword, and life and death are divided between vertical and horizontal.

The green scales in his arms struggled violently, and the snake letter received the dragon blood signal flowing in Bai Ze's hand, and crawled directly to Bai Ze's wrist from his arms, spitting out the snake letter, licking the blood remaining in the young man's wrist.

Longhua is transforming Bai Ze's body.

The sword flew, but Bai Ze still resisted. But the strength of the sage realm clone also has a supreme level, as soon as the black-clothed young man met the sword clone, he was immediately slashed out by the violent sword qi, his clothes burst, and he smashed into the inner city wall, making a huge roar.

"Hahaha!" Bai Ze was laughing wildly, making a mixed metal-like voice, "Sure enough, this body is not worthy." ”

The body is dragonized, and the soul is also dragonized.

Bai Ze cracked the corners of his hideous mouth, and blood flowed, but with an extremely light golden color.

"Knock !——"

The boy slammed the city wall, flew out of the pit again, and ascended to the sky again with brute force.

"This kid, don't you want to die!?" Yuan Zhe, who was entangled with the Demon Dao clone, was shocked when he saw this.

"The sword is coming!" Bai Ze roared, and the Qingshuang Sword that was abandoned at the head of the city let out a fierce sword roar, turning into a streamer in an instant, and was tightly held in his hand.

"Die!" The first demon doppelganger held his sword, stepped into the air, and the realm was crushed, so that he didn't care about Bai Ze's attack.

In his opinion, Bai Ze's move was just a moth to a fire.

The sword spirit moved slightly, and his right hand made a sword finger, ready to strike at any time.

"Mountain ghost!" Bai Ze roared angrily, "From this moment on, this sword will start the journey to sweep through Kyushu!"

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment, feeling the familiar fluctuation of sword intent, and in a trance, it seemed that a long time had passed, and through the back of the black-clothed young man, he saw the back imprinted in the depths of his soul.

But when she thought about it, she couldn't remember anything.

She only remembered that this body was born because of the sword, and she will also die because of the sword. Sword Spirit, Sword Spirit, the soul of the sword.

The karma of her previous life was broken when she decided to let go of everything and become a lackey in the outer world.

It doesn't matter who it is.

But the heart is faintly painful.

"Sword one, immeasurable!" Bai Ze pointed at the end of the world with a sword, and the blade of the sword divided life and death.

An immeasurable sword, half slashed, half killed.

"Radiant fire, how can you compete with Haoyue?" the first demon path clone sneered, and the sword of the catastrophe was immeasurable!

The double sword meeting, the dragon turned into a young man covered in blood, Qingshuang angrily divided yin and yang, the momentum was like a rainbow, and rushed towards the first demon doppelganger with a sword.

But when a discerning person saw it, this sword bombarded, and Bai Ze was seriously injured if he didn't die. The realm is crushed, where is it so easy to go against the sky?

The sword moved.

With a bare hand, the pinnacle of the sword that has been inherited for two hundred years is a sword, starting from the half-step sword immortal king, to the mountain ghost to inherit, to the revival of Bai Ze.

The sword intent is long.

The spiritual power of the mountain ghost is possessed in the air, and the bond from the depths of the soul of the sword master and the sword spirit makes the sword intent communicate.

As soon as the sword soared, the sword qi shook the wind, blowing the young man's black hair to the roots!

The pupils of the Demon Dao clone shrank.

"Boom !——"

Twin Swords Clash !

Bai Ze flew out, and the Qingshuang Sword came out of his hand, spinning with a piercing sound of breaking wind, and sank into the inner city of the Tiger Prison Pass.

The first demon path clone looked at the broken doppelganger in his hand, touched the hideous sword marks on his chest, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a cold figure floating in, pointing at the sword, and the red leopard rushed out wildly, passing through his chest.

The Demon Dao clone threw away the broken sword in his hand, and watched his body turn into ashes little by little in Zhongtian, still in disbelief.

Bai Ze flew over the inner city, smashed down outside the battlefield, smashed the roof of a half-collapsed house directly, and fell into the house, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Woo!——"

The desolate horn sounded in the field outside the pass, and the Warcraft cavalry who was divided into three sections of the Tiger Prison Pass heard the sound, and the Wengcheng and the cavalry outside the pass turned back one after another, harnessed the Warcraft under the crotch, and turned around and returned to the battlefield outside the pass.

Tao Hongjing entered the core of the demon array, and was trapped in the dilemma of one hundred and eight heavens, and the eight thousand swords had just broken through the formation, and he had already slashed the sixty-six heavens.

But the further back it goes, the harder it is to break.

100,000 ghosts died in the array, and the power of the magic circle was so strong that the quasi-saint fell into a quagmire for a while, and it was difficult to get out.

At the same time, Mu Suifeng led 8,000 horsemen to capture the flag in the formation. But 100,000 ghost soldiers, no matter how brave the Heyang army is, it is impossible to be as powerful as a bamboo.

Mu followed the wind with a spear in his hand, swept vertically and horizontally, and slapped the nearby ghosts to death like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. But 100,000 ghost pawns, this number is still too terrifying.

The eight thousand cavalry of the Marquis of Heyang have fallen into a heavy siege, and from the time they entered the battle to the present, the eight thousand cavalry have lost a quarter.

Mu Suifeng knew that this battle was likely to be his last. Eight thousand horsemen entered the battle, and they had no intention of returning alive.

His life was given by Xie Xuan.

Without Xie Xuan, Handan would be catastrophic, and he would not be able to escape. Don't say it's him at that time, even Mu Chen and Mu Qingling can survive, there is little hope.

Xie Xuan asked him to help him do something.

When the Heyang Army went out with Tao Hongjing, he already knew about it.

The thing Xie Xuan asked him to do was to teach him to lead the Heyang army to death.

He had to die.

Only in this way can the southern region of Yan Kingdom fight for a glimmer of life.

"Heyang Army, charge!" Mu Suifeng raised his blood-colored spear and roared, "Kill!!"

"Kill!!" the six thousand horsemen roared in unison.

"Mole ants. In the demon array, the treacherous demon general let out an eerie sneer, and the right foot stomped on the formation, and the wind and clouds changed color for a while, and the demonic energy was like a sea mist.

"Boom ——"

The earth shakes the mountains, and the wind blows the rocks away!

The Urn City was densely packed with demonic beast cavalry that had not had time to withdraw, and disappeared strangely in the surging demonic qi, replaced by thousands of ghost pawns.

Changing the stars and the moon.

Mu Suifeng only felt that the overwhelming fishy aura was coming from behind, and the majestic killing intent gathered together, staring at the backs of the six thousand cavalry of the Heyang Army like poisonous snakes.

Mu Suifeng turned around in shock, but saw nearly two thousand demonic beast cavalry suddenly appear behind him!

"!!" Hou Mu of Heyang felt that his heartbeat had stopped with the wind.

Among the Demon Beast Cavalry, the pitch-black demon general stared at Mu Suifeng gloomily, and the scarlet demon eye swallowed the fire from hell.

The demon general dragged the three-foot mad knife, cracked the corners of his mouth, and said substantially: "Jiang He, I have understood." ”

After that, he raised the three-foot crazy knife, pointed directly at Mu Suifeng's head, and only said six words: "Cavalry, array, charge!"

The Demon Beast cavalry let out a ghostly roar, charged on the ground, and went straight to the six thousand cavalry of the Heyang Army!

"Array!!" Mu Suifeng knew that the destiny of heaven had arrived, pulled back the horse's head, and roared angrily at the two thousand demonic beast cavalry, "Heyang Army, charge!!"

Only 4,000 men charged him.

The army hurriedly lined up and rushed head-on to death.

"Thousands of miles of wolf smoke and chaos,

Who is the battle of life?

Three thousand silver armor to the sun and the moon,

Don't ask about merit, ask ghosts!!"

The four thousand cavalry shouted the trumpet of the silver-armored army that swept through the north and south of the Yan Kingdom twenty years ago, and the horses under the crotch of the cavalry were frightened, but they were still driven by the knight's superb equestrian skills to rush towards the invincible enemy.

"Kill !——"

The living roar, the dead roar.

Yin and yang hang upside down, smoke and dust roll, and the earth trembles!

The two pairs of cavalry hedged, and the Warcraft cavalry broke through the cavalry formation of the Heyang Army with a crushing momentum, re-lined up, and under the leadership of the demon general Jiang He, they began the second round of charge, which was still crushed.

Under the two rounds of charges, Hou Mu of Heyang followed the wind, and there were only 300 people left. Mu Suifeng carried a blood-colored spear, trembling all over. The faces of the three hundred cavalry were as dead as ashes, and blood was sprinkled all over their armor.

"Respect the Marquis. Jiang He distinguished the title of the general from the decoration on Mu Suifeng's saddle, raised the three-foot mad sword, and said, "Line up, charge." ”

"Queue, charge!" Mu roared with the wind.

Three hundred cavalry roared angrily and rushed towards the steely beast cavalry, looking at death as if they were home.

In the third round of charge, the blood-colored spear flew into the harsh winter sky of the north, and the tip of the spear sank into the hard earth.

6,000 people, none of whom survived.

"General. "A cavalryman came on a demonic beast and asked Jiang He for instructions, asking what to do with the 2,000 people who fled and fled.

"Flee from battle, deserve death. Jiang He looked at Mu Suifeng's figure falling in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and did not look away for a long time.

"Yes. The cavalry said.

Two thousand cavalry left their general, and caught up with the fleeing two thousand cavalry with lightning speed, and the screams filled the world of death for a time.

Blood, flowing vertically and horizontally.

The vanguard of the Heyang Army, 8,000 people, was completely annihilated.

At this time, the Demon King Galaxy has already pushed the battle line to Urn City. The army of demonic beasts from the depths of Dushan trampled on the urn city, stepping out a passage full of dead corpses.

Jiang He finally turned around and looked at the door of the Tiger Prison that was wide open. In the outer city tower, the couplet of "the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies in the community" is still there, but the heroic lord has been dead for many years.

The five passes in the north, known as the most solid first male pass, the Tiger Prison Pass, after this battle, will be removed from the first place.

Jiang He smiled.

The demon general carried the three-foot mad sword, and the demon beast cavalry gathered behind him, plus the four thousand troops who stayed behind the demon array, adding up to nearly six thousand men and horses.

A new round of cavalry battles is ready to fly!