The Yulin Army is menacing, and it is like a bamboo. Along the way, all the would-be pirates who dared to stand in the way were assassinated, beheaded, shot, and even trampled into pulp by war horses. The distance from the enemy's general's middle army is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the more the Yulin army advanced, the greater the resistance. Because the soldiers who make up the Chinese army are the essence of the whole army. No matter how chaotic the other pirates are, these elites have always maintained a strict lineup. and even more slowly took the initiative to catch up with the Yulin Army.

It seems that Sanada Takibing and Kurotami Wakamizu, the two Japanese generals, hope to rely on the elite division of the Chinese army to stop the advance momentum of the Yulin Army. Then he dispatched the rest of the Japanese to outflank them and completely defeat the Yulin army.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the distance between the two sides was no more than 100 paces. Without thinking about each other, they took out their bows and arrows and fired three rounds in a row. Then there was no room to shoot a fourth round of arrows, and they slammed into each other. But seeing that the sword light was like snow and the spear was like a forest, the two sides forgot their lives, fought desperately, and killed for a while.

The charger led by the Yulin Army was Yu Dayou and Qi Jiliang, a pair of dragon and tiger generals. They clamped their legs to the belly of their horses and carried spears in their hands. Each shot is shot, or picked or stabbed, swept and unloaded, impressively ten swings, indescribable, the characteristics of the spear, a long-range weapon, to give full play to the fullest.

"One of the Eight Tigers of the Black Heaven Family, Mu Tian and the Guards!

At the moment of lightning, in the midst of the Japanese army, a general rode out on horseback. Holding a vermilion spear in his hand, he launched a crazy charge towards Qi Jiliang that was like suicide. Behind him, more than 30 Japanese warriors also rode out on horseback, covering the left and right for Meda and the guards, so that he could concentrate on rushing towards Qi Jiliang without distraction.

Qi Jiliang had indeed heard of his name. Thirty years ago, when the Fuso army invaded the country of Kokiku, Meda Matabei was one of the generals, and he once made great achievements. I didn't expect that thirty years later, I would be able to meet him again on the battlefield. In an instant, Qi Jiliang's chest was boiling with battle intent, and without thinking, he immediately stepped forward to meet the battle.

"Hum~"

Qi Jiliang shook his arms, and the spear in his hand immediately conjured up thousands of gun shadows, sneering, like a storm and waves, attacking Mutian Youbingwei.

In an instant, the two sides were like a raging wind, hedging each other. Between the splashes of blood, Qi Jiliang was shot in the left shoulder, and the shoulder armor and the skin below were also picked open. It's only half a point, and it's going to hurt your muscles and bones. But Meda and the guards were not having a good time, and the right cheek was slashed by the tip of the spear with a bloody mark. It's just a little bit away, and it's going to take off his entire chin.

The two sides played in the first round, and Qi Jiliang slightly won by half a point. But it only has the upper hand, and it is not yet a real victory. Meda was a brave soldier, and this mere injury was nothing to him, far from the extent that he could not continue to fight.

The two sides staggered a few feet away, and each reversed his horse to start the second round. But at this moment, a series of chuckles like silver bells suddenly came from mid-air. Immediately after, a graceful figure like a night elf descended from the sky, impartial, and happened to step on the shoulders of Meda Matabei.

Shocked by Meda, he immediately opened his mouth to take a deep breath, thus activating his "Water Breathing Method". But before he could inhale this breath into his body, there was already a soft sound of "Xiu~" in his ears. But it was two silver-white ribbons, wrapped tightly around his neck like a snake.

In the next moment, the two ribbons were vigorously pulled to the left and right sides at the same time. On the spot, it was a "click~" sound of bones breaking. Muda Matabei didn't even hum half a sound, his head hung limply, his whole body turned to the side in an accident, and he had already fallen off his horse.

Fusang's "Inner Breathing Method", if it can be cultivated to the extreme, is not inferior to the Central Plains Martial Arts. But before exercising to the extreme, there is a huge drawback, that is, you have to take deep breaths before you can get the strength of the people who are beyond the ordinary to bless your body.

On the other hand, if you can't breathe, even if you are a master like Kuroda Hachitora or Sanada Ten Blades, the overall quality of your body is not much stronger than that of ordinary people. This shortcoming will disappear unless the internal breathing method is exercised to the peak, so that the body is kept in the state of activating the breathing method all the time.

However, initiating internal breathing to strengthen the body is also extremely taxing. If you are not gifted, or if you are extremely talented, it is impossible to train to the point where you can maintain your condition all the time. So this becomes a paradox. So much so that there is no one in ten thousand who can really break the paradox and cultivate the breathing method to the peak.

Although Meda Matabei is already an excellent samurai, he is still not one in ten thousand. In addition, the murderer shot too quickly, and Mu Tian Youbei didn't want to start the internal breathing method to struggle, and even if he wanted to use the Eight Gate Dun Armor to fight hard, he couldn't do it at all. So he was so confused that he didn't even see what the person who killed him looked like, and he was already on the road.

Qi Jiliang saw it clearly. The murderer was the woman next to Yan Guogong. As soon as she shot and killed Mu Tian Youbei, she looked back and smiled at Qi Jiliang, her slender waist twisted slightly, and her body jumped into the air like **. His arms were raised sharply, and the silver-white ribbon shot out like lightning again, wrapping around the neck of another Fuso warrior not far away, and "click~" broke his neck at once. Guan'er jumped up again and killed the third Japanese warrior.

She killed several people in a row, but they were all ordinary people, and she didn't even see a single enemy of a little weight. In the midst of her impatience, suddenly the wind suddenly sounded in her ears, and a cold arrow shot silently in her face, about to shoot her body through the body.

But at this moment, a sword light fell from the sky like a thunderbolt, which could be split on top of the cold arrow, and the cold arrow was smashed on the spot. Wan'er escaped death and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Looking back at it anxiously, he couldn't help but feel that the scene had changed drastically, and blurted out, "It's you?"

Under the night sky, I saw that the person who suddenly rescued Guan'er, dressed in white, holding a long sword, fluttering like a fairy, seemed to be the contemporary descendant of Zizhu Jingzhai in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea, Mingyao of Tangtai.

Guan'er is a vein of the Demon Gate. And Zizhu Jingzhai is a member of the righteous path. The two sides have fought countless times for more than a thousand years, and they have long been sworn to stand apart. Guan'er herself has long regarded Tangtai Mingyao as her long-cherished enemy, and vowed to defeat her fiercely and show the majesty of the Demon Gate.

But Wan'er never thought of it. On this anti-Japanese battlefield, Yutai Mingyao actually rescued himself once.

In the blink of an eye, Guan'er's face turned from white to red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Who wants you to sell well?"

However, Mingyao of Shantai let out a clear roar, and in an instant, the human sword merged, turning into a white light and rising into the sky, but the sword light pointed to was not Guan'er, but the Japanese general who had attacked Guan'er with cold arrows before, that is, another general in the Eight Tigers of Kuroda - Houtian Taibei. Everywhere the sword light passed, there was a whisper, floating into Guan'er's ears with the wind.

"The Demon Gate Jingzhai belongs to the Central Plains. At present, join hands with one heart, kill the Japanese first, and then divide the superior!"