Outside the Lonely Gorge Mountain.

The Sui Lang man stood on the giant sword hanging in the air, he squinted his eyes and looked to the east, holding a fine Xilin Bishenchun in his hand, he slowly drank hot tea, and enjoyed the peace before the war.

He is very fond of this kind of tea produced in the dense fog of the high mountains in the west, Bishenchun grows on the cliffs, it is said that monkeys are used to pick this kind of tea, and the soup is bright yellow and green after the tea is brewed, with a rich chestnut fragrance and a sweet aftertaste. Since the fall of Xilin, this tea is almost as heavy as gold, but this is not a problem for the Edgeworth, drinking this tea in this empty world makes him feel a sense of comfort, the war will soon begin, and the smell of tea will be washed away by the smell of blood.

"Sect Master Sui, this can be regarded as a big gamble. Gu Beitang, the Sect Master of the Left on the giant sword opposite, said in a low voice, "This is not just my gamble, but a gamble in these two countries, and even in this northern region, everyone is the dice on this gamble!"

Gu Beitang and Yan Yuese said: "Before you went to Lin'an City, several of our elders opened a gambling game, betting that you would die in Lin'an City and come back alive, guess what the odds are?"

Say. The people of Sui Lang didn't care about his ridicule.

"One thousand to one! We almost planned to choose a new sect master, but I didn't expect you to come back alive and make me a lot of silver. He smiled.

"Have you ever seen Su Changqing, he has the potential to be a king, he fights without falling, dies without stiffening. The Sui Lang people slowly let go, and let the expensive pink porcelain glazed cup fall into the clouds.

The people of Sui Lang looked at the white-haired and long-bearded old man and smiled: "What's the matter? Now you don't accept it, the next sect master looks like you can't rob me." ”

Right Sect Master Huang Ting'an laughed and said: "The Sect Master is like a god, and he dares to be a hero!"

Gu Beitang smiled heartily: "I remember that Huang Lao, you lost a lot of money in the gambling game, what's the matter? ”

The old man waved his hand disapprovingly, how can the silver be compared to the Falling God Steel Sword in the sword vault, that is a priceless treasure, especially for those of them who practice swords, raising swords is like nourishing qi, the one million Fallen God Steel Swords promised by Su Changqing, the sword luck in them is quite majestic, these are like perverts meeting cardamom girls who have no personnel, and the temptation is worth their everything and even their lives!

The people of Sui Lang stood on the giant sword and rubbed their hands and feet, turned their backs to the two of them, and drew an arc towards the east luck: "It's almost time to arrive?"

Gu Beitang said in a deep voice: "Seventy thousand iron horses, and sixty thousand followers. ”

The two looked at each other silently, Sui Langren's hands hung in the air, and his eyes were cold and there was no trace of emotion: "It's the first time this sect master has done such a thing to attract the flames of war for a king! ”

"How many people are we bringing in now!"

"Thirteen thousand...... Previously in Lin'an City

has lost a lot of people, and it can be regarded as the strength of the whole sect. Huang Ting'an's gaze fell on the distance that he couldn't see: "I have already arranged for six thousand disciples to attack the flank of the Great Yin Iron Cavalry, I am sure that those disciples will cut into the battlefield when we go head-to-head, and take them by surprise!"

Gu Beitang threw away the wine jug, and there was still nearly half of the sake in it, I don't know if he was worried about disturbing Kenshin when he got drunk, but also because he was afraid that they would see through the details that his hands would tremble.

He looked down at the flask that had fallen into the clouds and asked softly, "How long are we going to block?"

"For a long time...... Until Su Changqing brings all his swords to the battlefield, then we will be the masters of this battlefield!"

"The whole sect obeys the order, defends the lonely gorge mountain, and must not let any cavalry break in! If there is a target, kill it on the spot!"

"Yes!"

More than 6,000 neat responses came from above their heads, and the people of Sui Lang sneered: "Let me go to meet the so-called Emperor Dayin." ”

"Sect Master, I'm afraid this is not appropriate, before the two armies faced each other, the king never saw the king. Gu Beitang reminded.

Sui Langren said disdainfully: "It's just ants." ”

At the same time, I'm afraid no one can believe that the Yinguo Iron Cavalry has cast a big net outside the Guxia Mountain, the western defenders of the Yinguo can be said to be exhausted, 60,000 horses are attacking as the reason, rushing to the west of the Guxia Mountain, and 30,000 elite horsemen from Weiyang City rushed into the city, which can be described as a great momentum, almost comparable to the battle of the west!

Chu Xiaohua made such a move, the people of Sui Lang only knew that it was related to Su Changqing taking away the three princes of Dayin, although he was not a father, but he also understood the worry and pain of losing his relatives, but he knew with his knees that it was impossible for Su Changqing to leave the three princes alive, if he got rid of this prince in front of Emperor Yin in the war, it would be interesting.

The 50,000 soldiers and horses that have been in place have been in place with the descendant army led by the general Meng Yu - the Wind Eagle Iron Cavalry, pulling out a hundred-mile-long border line on the border line, the Great Yin Iron Cavalry of the year directly suppressed the grassland barbarians of the Golden Horde with momentum, the phalanx is neat and orderly, but for the sword locusts in the sky, this cavalry army of the mighty northern region can be smashed with one blow with the skill of the sword, the first time in the history of the world that the cavalry emperor on land and the cloud sword fairy are in a head-on battle, mortals and sword immortals, spears and giant swords!

The people of Sui Lang looked eastward, and suddenly said to themselves with mixed feelings: "Tut-tut, Yinguo Iron is riding a big hand, Chu Xiaohua is afraid that he will have to use how many troops to surround the entire Xilin." Now that we really want to fight, how many heads can these 10,000 disciples take, and how many heads will be cut off by the Yinguo Iron Cavalry, but as long as Su Changqing successfully awakens the sword array inside, what if you Yinguo Iron Cavalry is rampant and domineering again? Wait for the head to be taken by the flying sword!"

Sui Lang people think like this, but they really think about it deeply, once they think of fighting against the Yinhuang Chu Xiaohua, who shook the world, won two countries in a row, and destroyed one country, let him walk on thin ice.

Ready to fly,

Had to send.

True history is written in blood, and no matter who wins or loses this war, the name of his Sui Lang people will surely go down in history.

A scout hurried back to Meng Yu's side, his face was as pale as snow, and he knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "The Supreme Sword Sect is here, just watch from the clouds above us, there are about 10,000 sword locusts, general, do we still want to continue to advance, and also join General Baiyun's army?"

Meng Yu's face remained unchanged, but the fist holding the saber and spear became tighter and tighter.

Northwest sword locusts, why be afraid?

Meng Yu ordered one of his henchmen behind him, "Pass the order, prepare to charge!" and crush them to pieces. ”

"What a big breath, General Meng Yu!" The Sui Lang people drove the giant sword down from the clouds and landed steadily in front of Meng Yu's eyes.

"Sect Master Sui, at this distance, Meng can kill you with one shot, believe it?"

"Are you still so proud, General Meng, I'm afraid that your pride will eventually be redeemed by our flying sword! Do you mortals dare to comprehend the wrath of the sword immortals?"

"Sword Immortals, they're just flying bandits. Meng Yu said disapprerovingly.

The people of Sui Lang laughed: "What about your Imperial Majesty? Let your henchmen and generals come to save your son, but you hide in Lin'an City and dare not see anyone? This is the demeanor of Emperor Dayin?"

"Are you referring to me? The voice came from nowhere.

The three thousand iron horsemen in front of them gave way to the long aisle, and the people of Sui Lang squinted and looked at it, and the yellow sand was rolling in their field of vision.

Suddenly, the people of Sui Lang caught an extremely faint and hazy aura. Like the light of fireflies, the sound of horses' hooves came from the yellow sand, stepping on his heart one by one, like a death knell before execution.

The boundless Great Yin Tie rode behind the man and stopped his horse solemnly.

The people of Sui Lang can see a snow-white eagle flag hunting and flying in the roar of the yellow sand.

He didn't wear the extremely noble imperial robe, like all the soldiers around him, white armor and black horse, slowly moving forward.

Sui Langren's eyes widened, and his breathing, which was barely steady, suddenly became short.

"Chu ...... Xiaohua!"

He shuddered fiercely, he himself was the sect master above ten thousand people, but in front of that man, he was ashamed of himself. His sword luck is far inferior to the man's imperial breath, and he rode forward in the Yin army, like the rising sun.

Only a man who is immersed in scheming and conquest all year round can have that kind of aura, such as a famous sword out of the sheath, the blade of the sword is exposed!

Sui Langren's brain was snow-white, and he almost fell off the flying sword somehow: "Chu Xiaohua...... You. ”

After the Great Yin Emperor approached the people of Sui Lang, he glanced coldly and said softly: "Sect Master Sui's disciples are only 10,000, isn't it too stingy, this amount is not enough for the brothers to report a meal." ”

"Do you really think that you Yinguo Iron Cavalry is in the world? After a while, this sect master will let you

Pay a terrible price!" Sui Langren, who had finally stood firm, pointed out sharply.

Chu Xiaohua stopped his horse, slowly pulled out his sword and pointed to the direction where the Xilin Sword Vault was located: "Don't worry, if your disciples are like the battle of Xilin back then, they just watch and don't mix, and I don't want to get along with anyone." ”

The people of Sui Lang gritted their teeth.

Emperor Yin said coldly: "It's a pity, you Sui Lang people entered my Lin'an, forcibly kidnapped our prisoners, and instigated the war between Xilin and Yinguo, just with these few points, I will let your Supreme Sword Sect have no return today!"

"Do you see my disciples? Do you see the flying swords under their feet? They don't need to go head-to-head with your Yinguo Iron Cavalry, just one sword can make you pay a terrible price! I advise you to surrender, for the sake of your country. As he spoke, his voice paused, and his eyes were full of mockery: "For the sake of your son's life, you will do this, Your Majesty Emperor Yin?"

Suddenly he couldn't see anything, and when his vision was clear, his eyes swirled as his head fell.

Blood rushed from the neck to the sky!

The corpse of the Sui Lang man fell softly from the giant sword, blood splattered, and the giant sword fell in a pool of blood with a clatter.

The shock was still stagnant on the faces of the people of Sui Lang, he shouldn't have mentioned Chu Xuan, Emperor Yin waved his sword and shook his blood, "Stupid-"

The two armies are facing each other, and if the king sees the king, one will die!

"That idiot from the Sui Lang people...... It seems that you have won the bet, and the position of this suzerain is also yours. Gu Beitang on the cloud felt the disappearance of the aura of the Sui Lang people and shrugged his shoulders.

The old man glanced unhurriedly at the imposing Yinguo Iron Rider under him: "It seems that I can't get out of my body today." ”

On this day, 10,000 sword immortals descended from the clouds, and the Yinguo Iron Cavalry all raised their spears and launched a charge against the sword locusts that swept in front of them, densely packed. Overwhelming!

Fight to the death!

The vast terrain outside the Guxia Mountains to the west is naturally conducive to the iron cavalry charge, but this time their enemies will fly!

100,000 iron cavalry against 10,000 sword locusts, the big Yin iron cavalry was not afraid.

(End of chapter)