In the midst of the light, the withered grass continued to move forward.

With a soft hiss, a hole was torn open in the staff's seemingly perfect defense.

The old man looked indifferent.

The withered grass shortened inch by inch, and some of it entered the chest of the Dharma Heart, and more of it shattered into the tiniest powder, and then it burned violently, like a candle.

The burning dead grass was getting shorter and shorter, but it still didn't pierce the heart of the law.

In the blazing light, the old criminal's face became as if it were transparent, and there was still no expression.

Finally, the withered grass vanished into powder, and Fa Xin finally felt the threat in his chest disappear suddenly.

And finally at this time, there is the ability to defend against the huge void left behind.

"Young people, it's better to be humble, listen to the old people more, and you won't suffer. ”

Before Xing Lao's understatement fell, the right hand in front of him was gently pushed forward, and the Fa Xin, who was still in the future and turned around, only felt a majestic spirit behind him, and the whole person had already fallen forward.

In front of Dugu Gorge, it was quiet and silent.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the flying Fa Xin.

The white figure staggered all the way, steadied itself in the air, and then quietly landed like a Buddha statue. Then sit cross-legged, close your eyes, and say nothing.

And Xing Lao obviously had no intention of attacking again, and casually clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the white-clothed monk sitting in the rice field.

I don't know how long it took, as if a few days had passed under the nervous gaze of the owner, the white figure suddenly coughed, and a bloody palm mark appeared on the back of Baise's shirt.

Fa Xin opened his eyes, he looked at Xing Lao, and said with emotion: "Thank you Xing Lao, but if you give me another three years, I will definitely defeat you!"

"There are no ifs. So anyway, it's me who wins."

There was no joy of victory on Xing Lao's face, and he said indifferently: "Except for a trace of compassion, you really don't look like a monk. But it's okay, the nature is not bad. ”

Fa Xin was slightly stunned, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Is your position the same as that of Putuo Temple?"

Fa Xin was stunned for a moment, then thought for a long time, and then nodded heavily.

Then he laughed to himself, took a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, which was thick and thick, like the layer that had settled at the bottom of the wine barrel.

"You are very pitiful, and after all, you still have to fall victim to the big names of this era. And what about those eighteen people, who are not ready to come out and fight me?"

Xing Lao smiled, Putuo Temple has not been shameless to this point. Fa Xin said helplessly.

"Goodbye, then. After saying this, Xing Lao turned around and left Duguxia.

Fa Xin looked at the somewhat old back, and kept watching him surrounded by the figure of the Lin family.

He walked calmly for a long, long time, and then when he was sure that no one could see his figure, he suddenly sat down without warning. Motionless.

"Master Faxin......" The corners of Gu Tang's mouth twitched, and even the hand holding the sword trembled a little.

"This is a loss?"

"Yes, lost. After the Dharma Heart pronounced the Buddha's name to Gu Tang, he stood back among the eighteen Arhats.

Xing Lao won the first battle, and the momentum of the Duguxia defenders was suddenly mentioned, but Chen Chong was still worried, although Xing Lao won, but the war was inevitable.

A horse-drawn carriage came from the south and headed straight for Dugu Gorge.

The carriage was quiet and there was no coachman.

People are in the carriage.

The carriage stopped in the field behind the defenders of Dugu Gorge.

The carriage could have not come, but it came.

Then he stopped beside the old man who was sitting on the prairie.

"I thought it would take you a long time to end the fight, so you came a little slower, will you blame me. ”

"I'm too old to bear it, don't talk, let me sleep for a while. ”

The people in the carriage laughed softly, and then there was no sound, and even in the end, Duguxia in front of him had already shouted that the killing sound was earth-shattering, and the carriage still stopped motionless beside the old man.

Tens of thousands of troops, finally under the urging of Gu Tang, marched forward, and the neat steps fell together, and even the entire Dugu Gorge seemed to tremble. The momentum is so great that it has never been seen before.

The horse under Chen Chong involuntarily took a step back, avoiding this powerful aura.

Gu Tang slowly accelerated, ran to the front of the team, and then stretched out his sword-lifting hand.

The front of Dugu Gorge is very large, but the Northwest Army is very quiet.

Although Gu Tang's voice was not too loud, everyone on this battlefield could hear it clearly.

"Sons and daughters of the Northwest Army. ”

"In. ”

"Canghai City is our own land. We will guard it. ”

"Guarding ......". The shouts of 10,000 people rose wave after wave, and the blood in the body was completely stimulated, and the blood was high.

Gu Tang is a veritable master of war, and with just two sentences, he has regained the momentum that he has just lost, and he has surpassed it.

In the face of the sweeping pressure, Chen Chong stiffened his waist.

"Huh...... Guard?" The man in the carriage grinned, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

In Chen Chong's eyes, a large army of armor was pouring like a rushing river.

They didn't care about life and death, nor did they take into account the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain of Dugu Gorge, so they rushed over like a flood beast.

Although Dugu Gorge is a dangerous pass for the Han Dynasty, since the Lin family army was stationed in southern Xinjiang, no reckless soldier can cross the Lin family army's defense line, so although the soldiers of the Dugu battalion have been acting for a long time, they actually do not have too much actual combat experience, or almost no actual combat experience.

Therefore, the six hundred crossbow archers on the cliff flat were a little overwhelmed when they saw tens of thousands of ironclad cavalry rushing towards them, and even the cliff flat trembled.

"Five hundred steps to prepare. A shrill urge pulled everyone back into the brutal war.

The deputy general on the cliff is from the Lin family army, and he is out of the side, so of course the vigilance is much higher, and after seeing that everyone was shocked by this amazing momentum, he hurriedly woke everyone up.

"Three hundred steps to prepare. The second command was renewed.

Three hundred steps means that with just one dive, you can enter your attack range, and this is the best time for everyone to draw their bows.

After receiving the order, the six hundred people cheered up together and drew their longbows.

"Shoot. ”

The Northwest Army finally rushed to the effective range of the archers, they tacitly changed the formation, and the way of five people in a column stretched the whole team diagonally, obviously did not put the six hundred archers on the cliff in their eyes, obviously the number was a little pitiful.

The cavalry in front of him was obviously prepared, and raised the cowhide shield hanging on the back of the horse before they could rush into the attack range.

Countless flying arrows roared out the deadly wind, and under the illumination of the slanting sun in the sky, they pulled out a long arc of shadows on the ground and rushed towards the enemy.

A full six hundred long arrows almost completely covered the narrow mouth of Dugu Gorge. Obscuring the sky.

The Northwest Army was clearly prepared, and seemed to be familiar with this scene, and the cavalry rushing to the front suddenly slowed down, and then used their shields to lift up a barely able sky.

Although most of the cavalry that slowed down suddenly dodged this first attack, most of them still rushed within the range of the arrows due to the huge inertia.

Countless arrows screeched through the screams of death, pouring down on the phalanx's heads and shooting at the shields like hailstones, making a thumping sound, and occasionally an arrow pierced through the gap and struck a warrior. The warrior fell silently, allowing the soldiers in the rear to step over his body and march towards the road ahead.

Gu Tang looked coldly at everything that was happening in front of him, as if it was no longer relevant to him. It's not that his blood is cold, it's that the sacrifices that come out of the war are inevitable.

It took about three breaths for the longbow to change arrows, and some of the cavalry that slowed down accelerated as soon as the rain of arrows fell, and rushed through the range of the rain of arrows before the next rain of arrows arrived.

Chen Chong saw it in his eyes, his hands were clenched, and the green tendons were exposed, because the number of people on the cliff was too small to use the common three-stage shooting method, so the first round of defense was so broken up by Gu Tang.

How could Gu Tang, who knew the Dugu camp well, not make complete preparations before the attack.