The flying sword in the sky swept past the soldiers, and the soldiers had to dodge the flying swords while shooting arrows and spears at the sword locusts, among which the attack of the wind eagle iron cavalry was the most fierce, the soldiers in this army and some powerful disciples then entered the military camp to eat the imperial food, since Meng Yu served as the commander, he personally read the military register, and expelled those ointment sons and grandsons from the military camp after whipping thirty years, and forcibly reduced the wind eagle iron cavalry with a tight establishment of 20,000 to 3,000, which made him very disappointed among the court officials, and several meritorious old ministers did not know how many times they scolded this Meng Yu behind their backs, but fortunately his fate was on the battlefield, no need to buzz around these fly-like courtiers all day long.

The swords shot by the black-armored soldiers were fast and accurate, flying straight into the body of the sword locust, and the screams of sorrow continued to come from the top of their heads, and the captain of the Eagle Tuo Cavalry Captain Huang Danfeng faced a one-eyed sword locust, this sword locust carried eight swords, and the figure was like a ghost flying above their heads, the sword locust jumped from the giant sword, and the sword in both hands slashed Huang Danfeng's head, but was robbed by the other party's spear, the spear pierced into the chest and the chest quickly collapsed, and the chest quickly became skinny and bone-like shocking, and the flesh and blood slowly entered Huang Danfeng's body, only to see his right hand horizontal, the whole person jumped up in the air, and divided him into two halves, which was shocking。

More sword locusts attacked him, and the left and right guards who protected His Majesty the Emperor along the way, bent their bows and shot arrows, and soon a bag of arrows ran out, and the sword locusts fell from the clouds one after another, and some were lucky not to break their legs and feet and could stand up and continue to fight, and the next moment they were crushed into pulp by the iron cavalry charge.

General Meng Yu rode his horse all the way to charge, holding a spear in both hands and rotating a violent and perfect circle, the whole person jumped into the air, stepping on the flying giant sword one after another, and the whole person jumped into the air with the help of strength, as if going straight to the ladder.

The sword locust flying giant sword is fast, Meng Yu moves faster, when the sword locust kills, the giant sword has not yet returned, the iron spear stabbed out one after another, the sword locust that has practiced the sword for many years was stabbed by this sudden spear blow and fell one after another, fortunately, some of the skilled people of the sword dodged Meng Yu's stabbing blow, all of them were urgently avoided, and successively pushed to a hundred steps away, General Meng Yu fell to the ground with two large strings of sword locust corpses, and drew blood marks up to several feet on the ground, and then turned over and got on the horse. There were corpses on both sides of the black horse, and the sword locusts in the sky retreated one after another, and there was a bit of fear in their eyes.

Yinguo has always been a folk scholar, the court is still martial, especially in Chu Xiaohua's generation, for the court officials are more love military attachés than Wenchen, many top warriors are naturally willing to rely on a martial arts to use in the country, General Meng Yu is an orphan of Jiangyue, fortunately a martial arts outstanding was selected into the military camp, after which he has risen to prominence, and is a leader in the military camp.

General Meng Yu slowly spit out a breath of blood, watching the countless black horses around him flee in panic with the headless soldiers on their backs, the sword locusts only take their heads, after this battle, I don't know how many big heads have rolled off this battlefield.

The six elders swept their swords and rushed in a straight line, their eyes always staring at the white-armored man who was fighting bloodily: "Chu."

I'm here to get your head!"

General Ye Zang took the lead in charging, and knocked the six elders off the flying sword, shaking the blade of the gun in his hand, drawing huge blood marks in the yellow sand, dragging the gun ** plus luck shocking the arm, and passing by was the end of the round to accept the battle, once the sword locust fell on the sword, it was just a lamb to be slaughtered, and the six elders stabbed a shot through the heart, and even the wail did not come out, and it had turned into a corpse.

"How can you disturb our king with such a good character!" General Ye Zang said coldly with a spear shaking blood.

The wheel scrolled back with a spear, and Emperor Yin swung out a crimson sword qi, sweeping the sword locusts behind it into two pieces. Falling from the sky one after another, when the sword qi brushed against him, there were more than a hundred more corpses on the ground.

The two armies fought like cutting each other's flesh, and life and death were sentenced when blood was dripping.

The wails between heaven and earth continued one after another, and the battle line continued to tear and expand rapidly.

Meng Yu singled out a sword locust, and used the corpse he picked on the tip of the spear to face several long swords at the moment. The sword locust, which also had the power of a battle, tried to twist its body in the air, but was unexpectedly pierced through the head by a feather arrow.

Before landing, half of his body was cut off by a black horse cavalryman with a sharp sword!

The cavalry laughed at Meng Yu: "Thank you General Meng, this life can belong to me Hong Laoqi." ”

Li Shengce, who was expressionless, muttered after passing by: "It was Lao Tzu who pierced his throat with an arrow, how can he say that you will die." ”

Bai Yun, who dragged seven or eight corpses behind the horse, scolded with a smile: "When will the two of you kill enough six hundred people and then talk to Lao Tzu about human life, what are you fighting for a cheap life?"

Even if the battlefield is noisy, their words fall in the ears of those sword locusts, and more flying swords sweep down from the top of their heads and go straight to their necks, although General Bai Yun is fat and strong, but he is first-class in terms of flexibility, he pulled the reins and immediately picked up the horse to block the several flying swords, with the help of the crotch of the war horse falling forward, the giant axe in his hand swung rapidly along the direction of the flying sword attack, and an axe swirled around and cut off the bodies of many sword locusts, and the severed limbs and bodies fell one after another, and Bai Yun stood in the yellow sand and laughed.

The flying sword is still sweeping forward, and the person with the sword is already a corpse, ridiculous, ridiculous.

Emperor Yin, who was rushing forward on his horse, glanced at the right guard who had blocked countless flying swords for himself, and pointed at the direction of Guyun Mountain with the sword Tianqi Sword: "The whole army will follow me to level the Northwest Sword Locust!"

The cavalry echoed one after another, roaring like thunder.

Suddenly, a rapid roar came from above everyone's heads, and they fell to the flank of the cavalry.

The heads of countless Da Yin cavalry were cut off one after another, and the flying swords swept towards the world like a sea tide, millions of heads rolled down the world, and how many men died in the West Linguan.

A soldier who was lucky enough to land on the ground to avoid the flying sword, and he could vaguely see countless pillars of light descending on the battlefield, and when the seven great masters of the Supreme Sword Sect crossed the sand, he cursed loudly: "Fuck your mother's Supreme Sword Locust, Lao Tzu will press you to the ground and rub wildly after a while!"

On the other hand, at that time, more west-facing rebels infiltrated the west-facing border and went straight to Guxia Mountain, not to mention

There are 30,000, this sword locust lost only a quarter in the wave of charge just now, once the two armies meet, their situation will be very embarrassing, they can only occupy Guxia Mountain in half an hour, and the wolf soldiers of the bottle country will probably arrive in the west of Guxia Mountain in this hour, Yinguo Iron Cavalry can gather into a phalanx to guard the rabbit, let his supreme sword locust flying sword fall can also protect a nine-adult horse, with a large group of soldiers led by Meng Yu as the interception vanguard, he can be killed to the point of losing his troops and unloading his armor.

But his child was still in Su Changqing's hands, King Xilin told himself that he didn't want to see his life's hard work ruined by his son, the sword of Xilin Jianku was used to resist the gods and Buddhas, no matter what, he would also take back control of Xilin Jianku, at that moment, he actually believed in this man, now that he thinks about it, he can't help but be a little stupid, but now he can only believe him, he is ready to lose Chu Xuanzhao in this battle, which makes him extremely painful.

What's more, on the other hand, once the sword array in the sword library in the west is opened, and tens of millions of divine swords ascend to the sky, the big Yin Iron Rider will almost become like a lamb, and he must not die here, once Su Changqing controls everything in the sword library, not only the Yin country, but the entire northern region will fall into a grim situation of war, and at that time, who will live and who will die will not be known, even if he survives, the seven countries of the Southern Continent will definitely take the opportunity to wave his army to the north, and the northern region will never be in the northern region from now on.

Now, Emperor Yin, who is above 10,000 people, is forced to have no way out.

They must not lose, nor can they retreat, and the Xilin Sword Arsenal must be recaptured!

Otherwise, the efforts of the past ten years will fall short, and the country of Yin will face a situation from which it will never recover.

The Da Yin cavalry behind Meng Yu and Bai Yun were actually doing one thing, pushing as far as possible in the direction of the west sword arsenal, even one step.

Obviously, the people of the Supreme Sword Sect were also aware of this, and soon the sword locusts in the sky were rushing towards the flanks of the Yin Kingdom, and every time they launched an attack, they could scrape off the thousands of heads of the Yin State Iron Cavalry.

Many sword locusts recognized the identity of that god white armor, but no one dared to step forward to attack, after all, this emperor, who was known as the first person in the Northern Regions, what an unruly heroic figure, how could they easily take off their heads.

It's just that Huang Ting'an has never shown up, he has witnessed the fate of the Sui Lang people, and he is standing above the clouds as a quasi-sect master, he is waiting, waiting for everything in the Xilin Sword Library, he is just a sword cultivator, he is not arrogant enough to dare to fight face-to-face with the Emperor of Yinguo, he doesn't want to die in front of the other party like the Sui Lang people.

Only the Emperor can kill the Emperor!

He really wanted to say to the young man in the sword library, Su Changqing, we can't hold it anymore.

Soon, the wolf soldiers of the bottle country arrived in the south of the Guxia Mountain in the west, the wolf galloped on the battlefield at a very fast speed, the cavalry on the wolf soldiers pulled the bow and shot the sword locusts one after another, they began to meet with the Yin army, and gradually charged along the south slope and the sword locusts below, and the Supreme Sword Sect laid down a heavy sword array along the east slope to hold the position.

Ba very quickly,

They could see the plains covered in black shadows, the last of the 30,000 rebels to the west, and soon after, the enemy's advance bypassed the side of the mountain and began to charge into the hinterland of the two armies.

These strikers were the fastest white wolf cavalry, and the wild howls accompanied them all the way, and the skulls of the mace in their hands were uncountable.

A small number of the rebels to the west were placed in front of the enemy's offensive for a feint, and many had been killed under the fierce onslaught of the wolf soldiers, who could easily bite off their shoulders before receiving orders to retreat to both sides.

As General Meng Yu had predicted, the Xilin army gathered behind the blocked front, and once the line was opened, it immediately rushed to the flat ground between the east and the northern slope in a furious manner, trying to block the charge of the Yin State, forming a dense defensive line, and wanted the Yin army to have a frontal decisive battle. Their red and black banners were dense and incalculable, and the entire army was like a red tide of rage, and the riot swept towards the Yin army fiercely.

This is a tragic war, and it is also the most enjoyable war that Emperor Yinhuang has ever experienced in his life, in the charging formation of the wolf soldiers, there is no way to provide complete protection, and it is likely to be attacked by the crazy wolf. Their swords and spears shone like cold flames in the darkness, and each soldier's chest was filled with a murderous aura that would not stop cutting down the people of the West.

As soon as the enemy poured into the heart of the army, they condescendingly suppressed the Xilin army with a rain of arrows, each arrow as if it had been plunged into the body of the Xilin people with a raging rage. After the rain of arrows of hatred, thousands of wolf soldiers charged at the enemy line with a deafening killing sound, and the entire battlefield could only see red and white.

An astonishing cry attracted everyone's attention, and the sound of a horn came from the south side of the mountain, which was the arrival of the wolf soldiers of the Bottle Country, and the famous general of Xilin rode out of front with a wolf horse, and his loyal soldiers followed closely. They took off their armor, a dazzling red light on their shoulders and an angry red light in their eyes. On the battlefield covered with yellow sand, this group of wolf soldiers looked as dazzling as red-hot gold in the embers of flames.

The rebels to the west had to shoot more bows and arrows at them, but they still rushed down the hill and fought their way to the battlefield.

The formation of the wolf knights was completely scattered, and they were either hacked to death or scattered. The wolf soldier brandished his battle axe furiously, and it seemed that no weapon could hurt him.

After the charge of the Yinguo troops ended, just as the Xilin people finally recovered from the fierce attack, the low roar of the wolf soldiers filled the battlefield again, and the wolf soldiers of the Bottle Country roared the battle cry of Long Live the Wolf King, wielding a heavy mace to launch an assault from the other side.

In Emperor Yin's field of vision, a young warrior with a wolf's fur on his shoulders suddenly appeared, rushing out from behind the rebels in the west, slowing down his pace, condescendingly overlooking Emperor Yinhuang Chu Xiaohua, after a while, he raised his arm, climbed the mountain and dismounted, clasped his fists and shouted: "Autumn Mountain Bai Enyi is here."

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Emperor Yin nodded, and with the appearance of this famous general of the Bottle Country, more wolf soldiers stood on the top of the hill overlooking the entire battlefield, and the wolves under him roared at the sword locusts in the sky!

At the same time, an earth-shattering loud noise came from the direction of the sword library in the west, and a pitch-black rainbow rushed straight into the sky, everyone looked at the direction of the pitch-black rainbow, followed by a red rainbow that seemed to stretch for thousands of miles!

The next moment, I saw Su Changqing's Hengtai Sword in front of him, overlooking the soldiers of the entire battlefield, his body was like a god and Buddha descending, and the strength revealed at this moment was definitely not lost to anyone on the battlefield.

Su Changqing ...... He got the Tai'a Sword!" Emperor Yin's voice trembled.

"Look! That's His Royal Highness the Third Prince!" someone pointed to the clouds and shouted, everyone's eyes converged on the dark Changhong, and the purple-eyed young man on his upper body hung above the clouds with his hands covered.

"Little Summon...... You're alive. Emperor Yinhuang was overjoyed, he could clearly feel the majestic luck in his son's body, and he was not inferior to the gods and Buddhas!

Su Changqing got the Tai'a Sword in the Xilin Sword Library, so what did Chu Xuanzhao get?

The thirteen supreme sword locusts with white rainbow light blooming all over their bodies had already given up the flying sword under them and stood beside Su Changqing as immortals.

Chu Xianzhao stretched out his arms and let the breath of nature above the clouds pour into his body, which was extremely happy!

Until this moment, Chu Xianzhao finally understood why this king of Xilin could live underground without eating or drinking for decades and still not die, his natal astrology Tianrui Xing...... The effect is that it can perfectly ingest the breath of nature, delay aging, and can even be used as an immortal art, as long as it does not kill him, he will survive in this world for thousands of years!

This is the power that the king of Sirin has given to himself—to live and not to die!

After hearing this, Chu Xianzhao immediately exhaled lightly.

"I am truly invincible!"

(End of chapter)