The soldiers of the Yan army suddenly came to such a strange wind that seemed to have eyes, but the sand and stones were whirring in the face of the ink, and everyone was shocked and uncertain. Rao is Ping Suli is brave and invincible, and for a time the car was in chaos.

Liu Shaoyang knows this kind of evil method, so he can pass ghosts like gods, and most of them have to fight fèng Yingqian living alone in the formation of the eye, and the trick is transmitted to urge Shi Wei. In a moment, his body moved and quickly avoided all kinds of strange poisons, and the sword in his hand was like a purple lightning and blue frost edge, and he slashed several people. But he was still entangled by the fighting of the masters of the Jiuli Sect in all directions, and he couldn't get out for a while.

The southern army was in a safe formation, watching the Yan soldiers scattered, and with a wave of their spears, they led the army to cover up and kill from the south and the wind. The soldiers under his command were all elite soldiers in the Southern Army, and they rushed forward with shouts and fought in close combat. The Yan soldiers were hacked to death and overturned in an instant, and tens of thousands of horses were broken into several pieces, and they actually collapsed.

Zhu Di was frightened on his horse and had to jump down, drawing his sword and looking around at the black wind and rolling sand and gravel, he could barely see that some of the countless soldiers of the Yan army fell into a pool of blood, and even ran backwards in a panic and were squeezed into the rolling Baigou River. In a hurry, he was arrogant, and shouted with indulgence: "The eldest husband is trapped in the only Boer of the Jedi, why don't the soldiers of the army fight to the death with me"

Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng, Mo Lingtao and other leading generals in the army were originally scattered by the southern soldiers. A chaotic group listened to such heroic sounds, and their blood boiled in unison. In the panic of the Yan army, they heard Zhu Di's order to shout, and they came to their senses and shouted that the morale of the mountain was restored, and they gradually stopped the decline and fought to the death with the southern army.

Liu Shaoyang was entangled by the Jiuli Sect and was anxious, and the true qi of the sword swept away Zhang Xu's fierce opponent, and the bullet was thrown into the south and rose in the air, and his body was like lightning dozens of steps away. The splitter pulled out his sleeve and poked out a claw, grabbing it straight towards the shoulder of the fèng Yingqian.

fèng Yingqian is using the secret legend music to attract harmony, and guide the volume to gather the Tibetan wind in the strange stone ridge for more than ten days, and the Xuanhuang turbidity under the collection. Seeing that Liu Shaoyang's sword had swayed to the left, he was secretly frightened and scurried around the crowd of people in the sect with a knife and flute.

Liu Shaoyang chased after her like a ghost, making her hands and feet flawless, and by the way, the iron instruments in the hands of the Jiuli Sect disciples who were playing strange music around her crackled and slashed.

As a result, the formation formed by the Jiuli Sect was in chaos, and the sound of mockery and hissing played was intermittent and difficult to tune. The rolling black wind and ink clouds wrapped in the four corners of the heads of the Yan army on the riverside also dissipated most of them with the sound of the wind