Wang Chudong's body is straight, his heavy grassland armor is extremely ironed, his temperament has changed greatly, and the image of a cowardly scholar who is only willing to promise on weekdays has disappeared, and the only thing left is the cold and murderous atmosphere that only the martial artists of the rivers and lakes have.

Li Yuanhao couldn't help but have a serious face when he saw Wang Chudong who suddenly killed, this scholar's ability to hide his breath is absolutely first-class, he just sat on a high-headed horse, and his breath has not leaked at all, which makes her have to be cautious, some people who practice martial arts can also hide their breath, but they can't completely cover it, there are always clues to peep at, Li Yuanhao knows this way, Ding Yi also knows a little bit about it, but Wang Chudong is different, he forcibly freezes the rolling breath and flows slowly, no matter how you peep, you will only think that he is no different from ordinary people.

Slowly pulling out the soft sword hidden at his waist, Wang Chudong looked at Li Yuanhao vigilantly, did not move forward, but chose to retreat slowly, hiding behind the formation of the Grassland Iron Floating Massacre, and waved his hand in a general manner: "Throw away all the text crossbows, the two swords will come out together, the five horses will be in the same column, and they will collectively collide forward!"

Mu Nata came back to his senses, and just wanted to speak, only to feel a sudden pain in his shoulder, and at some point, Wang Chudong had already swept in front of him, and a soft sword pierced his shoulder without hesitation: "You idiot, you still don't understand the current situation, that woman...... has faintly touched the threshold of the Qi Heaven Realm, if you and I and these two hundred heavy cavalry don't do our best, where can we keep her!"

Mu Nata was slightly stunned, the woman was so good.

Li Yuanhao was also slightly stunned, raised his right hand in front of him, clenched it tightly, and asked himself in a little confusion, this is the Qi Heaven Realm? It seems to be a little too simple, Old Man Huang once said that Qi Tianjing has the strongest combat power, she has no other special feelings except for feeling a slight change in her mentality, and a little more desire to fight, after entering the nine products, she is like entering the ocean, without a sense of direction, Huang Old Man said that you need continuous life and death struggle to enter the heavenly people, the grassland line, into the dragon roll through the nine products realm, in that inn, repeatedly fighting, from last night to today, fighting Tuoba Dragon Mountain, desperately killing ghost wolves, fighting with the white wolf five people in the alley, and then at this moment, a big battle, before you have time to feel the taste, it's so simple to cross the border？

Without giving Li Yuanhao any chance to think deeply, the two hundred heavy cavalry began to rectify the reunion, Li Yuanhao hid a green flying sword in his sleeve, his whereabouts were treacherous, and he could avoid the heavy and kill with one blow against the steppe wolf guard wearing soft armor, but he was a little powerless to deal with the iron floating tu wearing heavy armor, penetrating two or three layers of heavy iron armor.

The two centurions nodded to each other in understanding, and shouted in unison: "Tiefutu, collective charge, whoever retreats, there is no mercy!"

The two teams of Tiefutu launched a pincer charge at the same time, all of them rushed sideways, and the horses' hooves flew up and stepped down, the momentum was huge and terrifying.

Tiefutu can run rampant in the grassland, entirely because of its continuous huge charge, there has been a joke on the rivers and lakes, there is a big tide in the Qiantang River, and there is no doubt that the people in the sky can block the nine tides, and the ten tides are the sutian scriptures, and so on, the reason why there is this joke is not unreasonable, the tide of the Qiantang River is superimposed on a wave, and the back wave is with the help of the front wave, the power is by no means a simple superposition, but dozens of times the growth, and the same is true for the collision of the Tiefutu.

But one of the centurions saw Li Yuanhao's next move, and his heart was slightly surprised, Li Yuanhao did not dodge or dodge, the swords were all in front of him, he closed his eyes slightly, and the yin and yang pisces in his body rotated fast, dizzying, and the black and white were staggered and horizontal, and finally formed a gray, and from the outside, Li Yuanhao's rich breath overflowed out of the body, forming a purple-gold continuous churning breath line.

Li Yuanhao rushed into a line, those qi lines flew backwards in unison under the pull of the body, and the female emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty crashed into the iron horse with a snap of his fingers, and the centurion who bore the brunt of the brunt was knocked out first, and a palm fell on the horse's neck between his hands, and the palm force penetrated the horse, fell into the adjacent other horse, and fell to the ground with a bang, the city gate caught fire, and the fish pond was affected, and the fallen horse fell and smashed on the third horse.

Under Li Yuanhao's palm, there was an absurd scene of three horses falling to the ground at the same time, the neat and uniform iron cavalry formation was directly knocked apart, one of the cavalry slashed down with a knife, Li Yuanhao didn't look at it, and swung his fist straight up, the grassland scimitar, which is known for its heavy and sharp, suddenly cracked, and the fist did not stop, falling on the other party, the whole chest was sunken, falling off the horse, and then being trampled by the horse's hooves.

The lucky centurion got up and got on the horse again, the woman in front of him was like a killing god, almost invincible, not to mention carrying a child, how could her combat power be so domineering, the centurion's courageous momentum had retreated, and his mood was no longer perfect, which made the centurion, who thought that he had already put life and death aside, gritted his teeth: "It's fucking appalling!"

Li Yuanhao suddenly stood still in the iron horse, turned his head slightly, and looked at the centurion, the centurion's heart trembled, his face was twisted and hideous because of fear, he shouted, rode his horse and galloped, the two looked at each other, and the unopened scimitar in the centurion's hand was grabbed and could not move at all.

The centurion drew the knife with all his might, Li Yuanhao just twisted it slightly, and the grassland scimitar instantly became a twist, and by the way, the centurion's body was pulled off the horse, and the centurion was in the air, decisively abandoning the knife in his hand and kicking it out. Li Yuanhao was always expressionless, grabbed the other party's ankle with one hand, and threw it lightly, and the centurion was thrown out.

In the horror of everyone, Li Yuanhao leisurely "walked" to the centurion's side, and then kicked the centurion in the chest without hesitation, the centurion raised his arms in front of his chest, with two crisp sounds, the iron armor was dented, the arm was broken, and the whole body drew a huge parabola in the air, falling heavily to the ground, life and death are unknown.

Several hand-to-hand encounters, brutal collisions, people on both sides of the street turned on their backs, all over the place, moans and screams were constantly connected, Li Yuanhao breathed heavily, and just a high-headed horse hit his chest, making the sea of qi churning.

She stood in the middle of the street, looking at the severed limbs all over the ground, her heart did not have the slightest discomfort, but became more and more excited, just shot, where she thought of it, where the fist went, whatever she wanted, the feeling was mysterious and fascinating, and the blood churned with a hint of pleasure, until Li Xiuce gently pulled the corner of her clothes, she was like a dream, she suddenly woke up, and couldn't help shaking her head.

Not far away, Wang Chudong suddenly smiled slightly: "The battlefield crosses the border, how can it be so easy, your death time has arrived." ”

When Li Yuanhao took a sharp breath, and the next moment he was about to exhale a breath of turbidity, he began to move slowly and briskly, and a substantial bright yellow in his palm began to condense, like a thunderbolt circling in the palm of his hand.

At the beginning, Wang Chudong's footsteps were gentle, like a spring outing, after two or three steps, the speed began to slowly accelerate, and the step distance began to increase, and in the end, Wang Chudong's feet landed, like a thunderous gallop, the sound of muffled thunder exploded, the stone slab under his feet exploded, the street turned upside down, and the momentum was great, and the thunder and lightning in his hand expanded to the extreme, and it seemed that the next moment would explode.

Rushing to thunder at hand, killing people is invisible, Wang Chudong is the strongest hand.