"Hmm, how can there be ambush soldiers here, are these people looking for death?" At this moment, in his heart, he was mostly laughing. Even if he scattered the pursuit, he still commanded four hundred and fifty Zixiao Sword Riders and two hundred Qingyuan wrestlers here. With three enemies and one, where can the other party be able to rush?

Even if these ambushes were strange and caught him off guard, it was impossible for him to win. Just to die--with a certain thought, Tai Lingzi grabbed the reins and made the purple winged lizard forcibly turn around.

The purple-armored knights led behind him also had such thoughts, and turned around coldly and arrogantly. The riding skills of the two hundred Qingyuan wrestlers behind him were slightly worse, but they also turned around in time within three breaths.

More than 600 imposing knights rushed towards Qin Lie and the others who suddenly killed, and hedged away disapprovingly! Before they could fight, Tai Lingzi led the occultists in the rear, and a wave of huge ice arrows covered the two hundred and forty horsemen Xuanlong warriors!

Immediately after, a thunderous sword light rushed up from the center of the battle array. The color is deep purple, and the sword light is sharp. It is the Taoist inheritance of the Shinto Sect - the Shinto Purple Night Sword!

Tai Lingzi's eyes were already full of cold intent, this sword was enough to kill all these evil demons who were using mantis arms as cars! And Ji Lingzi, who was standing in the air above at this moment, also had a cold face.

The opponent in front of him was Xie An in the late stage of the Shattered Realm. As for the battle situation below, in his opinion, there is almost no suspense. With three enemies and one, unless it is the kind of unparalleled general with high martial arts, this Cangsheng Dao has no chance of winning at all.

And Xie An, who had been fighting with him for a long time, was already at a disadvantage at this time, although the sword qi was still vertical and horizontal, but it was only supporting it to the death, and it was almost the end of the strong crossbow. In just half an hour, he could make this most outstanding martial arts genius of the Cangsheng Dao fall here!

The confrontation between the Divine Dao Sect and the Cangsheng Dao here was still a fiasco for the Cangsheng Dao! But suddenly, Ji Lingzi suddenly changed color.

"Hmmm, no! This is the extreme of sword intent, almost psychic. Senior Brother Tai Lingzi!" For a while, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to this Xie An, Ji Lingzi opened his eyes and looked down.

Sitting on the back of the fifth-order silver-scaled wind beast, Qin Lie's figure was galloping with the mount, swaying rhythmically and lightly.

A pair of hands held a crimson giant sword the size of the door panel in his hand, and his body also began to urge the Xuanlong Mind of the Cangsheng Xuanlong Warrior. The aura around the body was pervasive, and it was faint, forming a series of constantly changing small qi around him, connecting with the more than 200 Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors behind him, as if they were more than a few hundred people, all one.

The so-called dark color means black with red. It means the black and red dragon, and it is also a kind of fire dragon. It was just in line with the fact that he had only recently learned one of the nine true dragon sword intents.

Qin Lie's performance at this moment was not half jerky. Behind him, a dragon shadow roared, causing the momentum of the two hundred and forty horsemen to soar.

The killing intent was rushing, and Qin Lie only felt that it was the long-lost blood in his body, which was burning madly and the battle intent was surging.

Tailing Zixiao Sword? I want to learn!

The giant sword in his hand, with a wave of his hand, swept away all those ice arrows.

Then another sword was swung out, and all the internal breath, qi and blood, and even thoughts of more than 200 people were all blended into one place by him at this moment. Transform into a black-red sword of fire and slam forward!

Compared to the vast purple sword light, it seemed to be weak and not worth mentioning.

But when the two sword shadows collided, the latter was the first to collapse!

With the roaring sound of the mountain shaking the ground, the sword light condensed by the Tailing Zixiao Sword was forcibly cut open from the middle by the fire-colored sword shadow like a broken bamboo.

Natai Lingzi also felt wrong at the first moment of the confrontation, "This is the extreme of sword intent? More than that! This person is even more invincible, how is it possible." ”

The condensation of the sword's momentum, swimming gracefully, was ten times better than him! The angle chosen was also the most vulnerable point of the riding formation behind him.

Especially the people led by these Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors, their strength seems to be only in the Shattered Realm, but they have mobilized the true qi and sword momentum of more than 200 people freely, and they have mastered the extreme of this sword intent, just like the sharpest blade, stabbing at it. It seems that no one can be done, nothing is broken!

Who is this person, and why have I never heard of it before?

After a slight distraction, Tai Lingzi recovered. At this time, the situation is already dangerous.

It was almost with all his strength that Tai Lingzi gathered a Zixiao sword momentum again and swept out!

is even more domineering, but also domineering, and also with despair for life!

It's just that the sword shadow, just halfway there, heard the young knight on the opposite side, and gave a cold shout.

"Sword of the Flame Dragon, Slash!"

The vast fire-colored sword light suddenly turned into a dragon. It seems to be really like a fire dragon, meandering in the wilderness, and with an understatement of a forward pounce, it forcibly crushed the last resistance of Natai Lingzi.

The crimson greatsword swung at the wave. In the blink of an eye, this seventh-order elite disciple of the Shinto Sect was smashed into dozens of pieces of meat!

The sword shadow waved again, cooperating with Zong Yuan, who was protecting him. The other commander of the Zixiao Sword Ride, the first two sections!

And the two hundred and forty horsemen who rode the Xuanlong Warrior were almost intact, rushing into the front, among the hundreds of cavalry troops whose momentum had declined dramatically.

The silver-scaled wind beast galloped, and the sonorous sound of countless armor and metal colliding sounded one after another.

Two hundred crimson swords danced in unison, as if they were cutting wheat, invincible, sweeping off a person's head and a severed body!

When the two hundred and forty horsemen of the Cangsheng Xuanlong Warrior completely penetrated the formation of this Zixiao Sword Rider and the Qingyuan Warrior, among the entire six hundred and fifty people, only more than thirty people were left at the edge, and they were extremely lucky, and on the ground, there were more than 600 broken corpses lying down, all of them were Nirvana warriors, all of them were dead, with their eyes wide open.

And behind Qin Lie, among the two hundred and forty horsemen, there was not a few, but only some people, with injuries of different sizes on their bodies. But no one cared, they were all excited, and their fighting spirit was excited.

As Qin Lie pointed his sword at the sky, he roared in unison.

"Xuanlong is invincible, kill!"

The momentum soared into the sky, and in an instant, it seemed to surge more than ten times, attracting a radius of dozens of miles, and everyone looked sideways and looked at it in amazement.

Qin Lie casually shook the giant sword in his hand and shook off the piece of flesh that had been chopped off. Then he slammed the belly of the riding beast under his feet, causing the fifth-order silver-scaled wind-stepping beast under him to suddenly be enveloped by a violent wind around him.

As Qin Lie's figure rushed up, the two hundred and forty horsemen of the Xuanlong Warrior also flew up and rushed into the air.

The occult master who accompanied the team also recited the spiritual decision again. One by one, the mystics were struck, but this time, it was blessed on those spirit beasts.

A pair of transparent air wings spread, making the bodies of those silver-scaled wind-stepping beasts lighter.

Although it was in the air, the four iron hooves of the riding beast were crushing the wind and clouds, and they were still galloping like thunder.

There were only more than 200 horses, but it seemed to be the momentum of thousands of horses, rushing in the direction of Xuanye. After just a few breaths, it was already close, and the two people besieging Xuanye, one was the dragon spirit son of the Shinto Sect, and the other was a broken powerhouse in the Great Shang Army.

The two of them were almost the first to hit each other. Knife by sword, slashed from the air, trying to resist.

Qin Lie snorted coldly, and the red-fire sword shadow once again shone in the sky, majestic and mighty.

In the void, there was another explosion. In an instant, the sword that was enough to cut through the mountains and rivers was completely smashed!

The sword light also turned into a dragon again, and as soon as he swam, the sky was sprinkled with a rain of blood.

The shattered martial cultivators in that army were almost powerless to resist, and they were slashed to pieces by the hundreds of crimson giant swords.

The dragon Lingzi was pale, and he subconsciously wanted to escape. With all his strength, he forced the Xuanye that was entangled in him away and flew away into the distance.

Qin Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword in his hand slammed into it. The crimson sword light, in a sixtieth breath time, pierced through hundreds of zhang, completely piercing Long Lingzi's body! That figure could no longer be maintained, and it fell down violently.

Qin Lie also let out a cold drink again!

"Take it for me!"

That Han Shu smiled 'hey', and casually threw out a huge net, covering the dragon Lingzi from afar, and grabbed it.

And that Xuanye was already stunned, looking at the scene in front of him in a daze. Qin Lie didn't pay attention to this woman at all, and had already turned his gaze and looked at Ji Lingzi.

At this time, in the air, the remaining three broken powerhouses no longer dared to continue the pursuit, and they all retreated one after another. They all approached the tens of thousands of iron horsemen who had just rushed out of Lewu City.

And the rest of the Zixiao sword riders who scattered out also tried their best to run back, fearing that they would be left alone.

At this moment, not only Xuan Ye, but the entire battlefield, almost everyone, looked at the arrogant crimson cavalry with disbelief.

"Is this that Jun Mo Xiao? how, how is it possible?"

On the top of the mountain, the rope on Yongqin's body has been untied. At this point, she didn't have to struggle, and she didn't have to struggle.

With his tender fingers, he kept trembling and pointing to the sky.

Is this Jun Mo laughing?

That Jun Moxiao, who she thinks is despicable and shameless, cowardly and incompetent, and who only occupies the position of the chief of the Cangsheng Academy Palace by relying on the shadow of the teacher?

At this time, Liang Bing did not have his usual lazy color. With some emotion, he looked at the corpses of the hundreds of Zixiao Sword Riders.

Although he is a Taoist soldier on the same level as the Cangsheng Xuanlong Shi, his personal strength is also similar. But the cavalry duel is so cruel, once the momentum is dispersed, overwhelmed, and crushed, then it is a one-sided casualty.

When he was slightly distracted, he heard that Yongqin was still babbling, "He! he! he didn't ...... Impossible. Ming Ming is only in the early stage of Nirvana, how is it possible, it is possible to master the sword intent. ”

Liang Bing Wan'er picked up Yongqin's chin from behind, "I can't hear clearly, be good, listen to what your uncle said in the future, you must listen to it." ”

Yongqin's face turned red, but at this moment, somehow, his words were always not smooth.

In her chest, it was like turning over mountains and seas, she recognized it, it was the peak level of sword intent and martial arts intent!

It is clear that he is only the strength of the early stage of Nirvana, but the martial arts idea has reached the height of Xie An Luoshi, as well as the Xuanye she admires, and can only look up!

In mid-air, Qin Lie's silver-scaled wind-stepping beast was still galloping. This time, it was the 30,000 iron horsemen who rushed after him.

As soon as Fang approached, he felt that countless black and oppressive arrows were covering the sky.

Qin Lie was calm, and with the cavalry, he deviated slightly to the side at an angle, avoiding most of the arrows. The two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind beasts then carried their innate supernatural powers, and a gust of wind blew around them.

Most of the arrows were blown away before they could get close. The remaining part was also lined up by the surging momentum condensed by this Cangsheng Xuanlongshi.

Then the two hundred and forty iron horsemen stepped down violently!

Without even using a sword, just with the impact of these two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind beasts, he trampled the countless knights in front of him who were only of the second and third orders into pulp!

I saw countless human bodies riding beasts, and they were knocked out by these silver-scaled wind beasts. Where the two hundred and twenty three thousand jin crimson swords swept through, it was invincible! In this military formation, a real 'bloody road' was stepped out!

It was simply like entering a no-man's land! The slightly more clever powerhouses were all killed by Qin Lie and a few people immediately. The 30,000 cavalry troops here couldn't stop these 240 horsemen for a moment.

Just a moment later, a broken peak powerhouse wearing a navy blue Dao robe finally appeared in front of Qin Lie's eyes.

"It's Mu Lingzi!"

Han Shu reminded him that this was one of the four elite disciples of the Shattered Realm sent by the Shinto Sect.

Qin Lie nodded, and the Mu Lingzi fled in the army for a while, and when he saw the iron cavalry behind, he was still in hot pursuit, galloping.

Knowing that there was no hope of evasion, Mu Lingzi simply stopped fleeing, and in an instant, he became one with the aura of tens of thousands of cavalry here. Countless silver sword lights burst out, filling the heavens and the earth, rolling backwards.

"Shinto Wind Sword?"

Qin Lie's eyes lit up, and the battle intent that had been silent exploded again, and the brand-new crimson sword in his hand slashed out again.

The sword light flew in a flash, and in an instant, it collided with the sword shadow of that wood Lingzi more than dozens of times.

The bursting energy directly affected the Quartet and the underground. The wind is blowing, within a hundred feet. All the knights whose strength was not as strong as the fourth order rushed one after another. Some of the lower cultivation organs are more directly shocked into powder.

The ground is collapsing, and a deep pit hundreds of feet wide is also appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

It was also at the moment when Qin Lie's silver-scaled wind beast intertwined with Mu Lingzi's figure. The crimson dragon-shaped sword light finally won. Forced the Taiqing Wind Sword away.

Then, with the spine of the sword, there was a sudden 'bang' and slapped on the head of the wood spirit. Knock this broken strong man out directly.

"Get it for me!"

Qin Feng in the back is also quick-eyed. Reaching out and grabbing it, he grabbed this wood spirit in his hand.

Looking in front of him again, he saw that it was empty, and it was about to completely penetrate the 30,000-strong iron cavalry town.

At this moment, there was a thunderous sound of iron hooves in the distance.

Qin Lie slanted his gaze and saw that Ji Lingzi of the Divine Dao Sect had gathered about three hundred Zixiao Sword Riders again, and was rushing frantically from a distance.

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