Li Yuanhao squinted at the two of them who were fighting together, his face was slightly moved, Lin Yunfeng was different from her, her obsession with practicing martial arts was not as deep as Lin Yunfeng's, and her mentality was dispensable, but Lin Yunfeng was different, the sword in his hand was all he had, and today he was able to meet Hao Lianbo, who suppressed him in all directions, and with Lin Yunfeng's temperament, he would definitely use the general of the grassland as a grinding stone and cultivate diligently.

However, Li Yuanhao didn't think so, there were 3,000 elite soldiers hidden in the shadows. Everything today seems to be accidental, in fact, it has been planned for a long time, the grassland does not care that the Northern Wei Dynasty knows their movements, and the Northern Wei Dynasty is also very willing to open the door widely, please enter the urn, if it is the dispute between the Central Plains and the grassland, it can be solved in the Jianghu martial arts, instead of fighting on the battlefield, it would be better.

With a slight wave of his hand, the three thousand elite soldiers hidden in the shadows appeared, and Li Yuanhao decided to try to see if the three thousand soldiers and horses could stop you Hao Lian's vigorous pace of progress, even if it would make Lin Yunfeng unhappy.

Three thousand elite soldiers, three thousand horses, and three thousand commanders stared at Hao Lian Bobo, and the three of them shouted at the same time, and ordered in unison: "Xuan! Jia! Army! Death!"

The cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty is the weakest in the four countries of the world, there is no large horse farm, the number of horses is insufficient, the tonnage is not enough, fortunately, the knife control is very strict, the rivers and lakes are lifeless, a large number of iron weapons have not been lost to the people, all in the hands of the imperial court, so the few cavalry in the Northern Wei Dynasty are very well configured, whether it is horses, or armor, the armor is excellent, the Xuanjia Army is one of the best, built by Chu Renfeng heavy gold, at this time Chu Renfeng in Tai'an City like a leek, harvesting the grassland people mixed into the capital, the Xuanjia Army is led by three commanders。

When the three thousand soldiers heard the order, they drew their knives together, tightened the reins of the horses, and the back of the knives slapped heavily on the horse's buttocks, and the horses wearing heavy armor rushed forward, with a magnificent momentum, like a mountain torrent, rolling in, showing a fan-shaped crash towards Hao Lianbo.

Hao Lian Bobo punched back Lin Yunfeng's iron sword, smiled, bowed forward with one foot, and violently exerted force, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the horse that bore the brunt of the collision together, with a rattle, a sound of broken bones sounded, and even the horse and people were knocked out together, and at the same time, countless crossbow arrows and blades were also cut down.

The grassland tiger's face was as calm as water, his hands were in the air, his wrists were twisted, all the crossbow arrows were like snow meeting the sun, inch by inch, all the blades were like twisted flowers, twisted and deformed, and the cavalry that continued to rush forward seemed to hit the wall, and suddenly his head was in a different place, and he was killed on the spot, becoming a pool of flesh and blood.

Ventilation!

Hao Lian was full of breath and forced back a round of impact from the three thousand Xuanjia Army.

Lin Yunfeng also came with his sword, and the thirty-six swords were free, evolving layer by layer, and now they were even more gorgeous, extending eighty-one swords, and the sword shadows were heavy, and finally converged into a sword, stabbing at Hao Lianbo's chest.

Li Yuanhao's eyes widened, always observing Lin Yunfeng's gait and body style, creating her own martial arts, and starting a sect, she can't do it, and she doesn't have that kind of mind, let alone hard work, but when it comes to the ability to steal teachers and learn arts, she and Zhao Yi, the little doll of the Nanliang Sword Sect, can be said to be on par, some sword moves can be seen at a glance, and they can draw inferences from one another.

"It's a bit of Huang Chunfeng's meaning, but after all, the cultivation time is too short, and the weather is myriad, so you are just the tip of the iceberg. Hao Lianbo paused for a moment, swung out a fist, and smashed on the iron sword, which was instantly smashed out of a huge arc, changed direction, and stabbed towards another place, directly bursting the air in that place, and emitting a deafening sharp tremor.

Lin Yunfeng snorted, using his strength, there was a touch of mellowness in the fierce moves, always at the end of the moves, the willows and flowers were bright, and there was a trace of elevation to the next level, Lin Yunfeng was squeezing the breath in his body, looking for a breakthrough in the exhaust place.

"If it were a weekday, the old man could have given you a pointer or two, but today...... No!" Hao Lian Bo stretched out a hand that suddenly exerted force, and grabbed Lin Yunfeng's iron sword: "Let go!"

The sound wave bursts, containing the breath of Hao Lian's vigorous Donkey Kong, which is tantamount to a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, coupled with a full push, Lin Yunfeng instantly retreated, his feet were inserted into the ground, and he still did not stop the decline, pressing on the ground with one hand, and flying in the air before he unloaded that energy.

The Xuanjia army, which had reorganized the formation, once again rushed forward without fear of death, Hao Lianbo shook the iron sword in his hand, walked with a tiger, and directly threw the iron sword, like a string of sugar gourds, penetrating the oncoming ten horsemen and nailing them to the ground.

Wei Mocheng, who had been standing with his hands down, couldn't help nodding, the vast majority of cultivators in the world followed the Nine Grades and Three Realms, and Hao Lianbo was obviously not among them: "Huang Chunfeng is right, this world is full of vitality, it is an inevitable trend for future generations to surpass their predecessors, and a rising world is a good world." ”

"Of course Chunfeng is right, so he can fight the sky with a single sword, and you are just pedantic people living in a cage. Narantoya spoke.

Wei Mocheng smiled slightly: "In your eyes, Huang Chunfeng is so good, it is understandable for you to take away his sword, but the old man also promised to protect the little doll on the altar, so you and the little girl named Hao Lian Liushui, who will fight with the old man, or go together?"

The little doll on the altar is not a big deal to see the excitement: "Senior Wei, it's not a little girl, it's a big aunt!"

She placed special emphasis on the final "er" pronunciation as a sign of affection and respect.

"Boy, you should be damned!" Hao Lian was full of anger, and swept towards Li Yuanhao.

Wei Mocheng waved his sleeves lightly, and a ray of light rose from the ground, blocking the sword qi poured by Hao Lian's flowing water, and his body slowly rose until it was as high as Hao Lian's flowing water.

The two are in opposition to each other, like immortals volleying in the air, although they do not pretend to borrow foreign objects, but they are like walking on the ground.

"Since you want to fight with the old man, it is not a simple battle of strength and moves, but a battle of luck, the old man's double dragon array is at hand, and your sword array is still in the depths of the grassland, so start the sword array, the old man can wait for you." Wei Mocheng put his hands behind his back, and his voice was light.

Why are the twenty-four dragon veins formed, why are the twenty-four dragon veins formed, why are they hotter and colder the further south they go, and why they can only grow grass on the grassland, but the Central Plains can give birth to grain ears? All of this is related to the mysterious luck of luck, which is everywhere, but it seems to be inexplicable.

Hao Lian has a strong flowing water temperament, what Wei Mocheng said is not good, but it is also a fact, snorted coldly, the Pavilion Master of the Divine Pole Pavilion took a sharp breath, and in the depths of the grassland, the sword formation under the Wolf Juxu Mountain slowly started, and the cyan sword qi with the mountain peak as the sword body came into being, emitting a sword roar, shaking the surrounding clouds, going straight to heaven and earth, and then turning into a giant sword and shooting straight into the Central Plains.

The cyan giant sword passed through the dark Shengjing City, and the servant girl Celadon raised her head, faintly feeling the cyan sword qi, and said to the Zhongxing Book in the wheelchair: "Sir, it has begun." ”

Zhongxingshu nodded, and one hundred and eight Wangqi alchemists in the palace dripped blood into the water tank in front of him, and a dark aura gathered from all directions in Shengjing City, slowly flowing into the palace, flowing into the water tank, a dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, raised its head in the nearby water tank, and transformed into a black sword, following the cyan giant sword all the way south.