Yang Lanpeng and Yin Shengzhen spread out their bodies and rushed towards the outside of the imperial city, followed by Yang Yuzhan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a general defending the city rushed over in a panic, Yang Lanpeng and Yin Shengzhen stopped, and the general defending the city reported urgently: "Emperor, it's not good, the Moming Kingdom suddenly launched an attack on the imperial city!" ”

"What?!" Yang Lanpeng suddenly felt five thunderbolts, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Just a month ago, the Emperor of the Ink Ming Kingdom, Night Star Kun, wrote a letter requesting that he lead his army through the Huayao Empire to the Moon Flow Lake Forest located on the border of the Yanyue Kingdom to improve his cultivation, because this is the closest distance to enhance the overall strength of the Ink Ming Kingdom.

For a long time, the Emperor of the Ink Dynasty has bowed down to the Huayao Empire, and every time the Emperor of the Ink Dynasty met the Emperor Huayao, he gave the most solemn gifts, presented the most precious treasures, and praised and flattered the Emperor with all his might, showing his supreme reverence and awe for the Emperor Huayao. Huayao Emperor Yang Lan Peng believed in the Warrior Empire, thought he was powerful and invincible, indulged in the imperial dream, and ignored the other four countries at all, and immediately allowed the request of the Mo Ming Kingdom. As everyone knows, the drunkard of the Moming Kingdom does not mean to drink, but to secretly accumulate strength, strengthen the national strength, and secretly Chen Cang.

As the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will be defeated, because arrogance is easy to rest on its laurels, and a comfortable life is easier to weaken a country's enterprising spirit, weaken the national fighting spirit, do not want to forge ahead, mistakenly overestimate themselves and underestimate the enemy, and in the long run, it will surely perish!

The barrier of the imperial city was broken, and the well-trained soldiers in armor quickly rushed out from the perimeter to surround the imperial city, and the archers had already drawn their arrows into the shape of a full moon, ready to attack. In front of the archers were a sturdy shield array, and behind them were elite warriors in armor, their swords, spears, and swords sharpened and reflected dazzling light. The banner of the Ink Ming Kingdom was raised high, and on the black flag, the two golden characters of the Ink Script were extremely conspicuous.

"It's the country of Moming!" The soldiers of the gate tower shouted.

"Prepare for battle!" The defending generals commanded loudly.

The Huayao soldiers, who had not fought for a long time, hurriedly entered a state of readiness, and the long-term comfortable life almost made them forget how to fight, and the military discipline was sloppy, panicked and disorderly, without the slightest bit of courage that an empire should have.

Taking advantage of the panic of the imperial city guards, dozens of sharp arrows infused with the sword qi of the archers quickly pierced the air and roared towards the imperial city guards, and a miserable cry suddenly sounded on the city gate.

The Huayao Imperial City once again built an enchantment, which was jointly built by the four holy warriors in the Huayao Empire. Yang Lanpeng, Yin Shengzhen and Yang Yuzhan had already rushed to the city gate tower, and saw that in the camp of the Moming Kingdom, an old man in a black robe wearing a hood raised the jet-black iron sword in his hand with both hands, the black robe flew up, and the iron sword was shining, what a sharp weapon!

The Ink Emperor Night Star Kun rode on the huge Divine Beast Flame Divine Tiger, his body was daunted by golden armor, his face was majestic, and his bright and powerful eyes flashed with great ambition, looking at the world.

The Flame Divine Tiger, the Divine Beast of the Protector of the Country, is just a red giant tiger when it is not fighting, its fiery red fur is like a burning flame, its demeanor is arrogant, and it exudes the domineering temperament of the king of beasts, and from time to time it shows its terrifying fangs to intimidate the enemy. Ye Xingkun personally led the troops to sit in the town, which shows that he is bound to win this battle.

can break the barrier under Yin Shengzhen, which shows that the strength of the black-robed warrior is not comparable to that of Yin Shengzhen, and it has also reached the realm of a divine warrior. Yang Lanpeng never imagined that there would be a divine warrior in the Mo Ming Kingdom! And it is not known to outsiders, so it can be seen that it was premeditated.

When the black-robed martial artist saw Yang Lanpeng and Yin Shengzhen, he put away his sword qi and slowly put down the sword in his hand.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" Yin Shengzhen stood on the city gate tower, gave a warrior salute to the black-robed warrior, and asked in a loud voice.

The black-robed warrior raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing an old but extremely energetic face, a pair of clear black eyes were shining, and he saluted Yin Shengzhen's martial artist and replied loudly: "Wu Zhengyuan." Yin Shengzhen, I have admired the name for a long time, please advise! ”

Yin Shengzhen jumped down from the city gate tower and stood opposite the black-robed warrior: "Please!" He slowly drew his sword.

Wu Zhengyuan looked at the flowing firefly sword full of golden streamers, and praised: "The flowing firefly sword, it is really a good sword!" My sword is called Wuxuan Sword, please remember its name. ”

"I'll remember." Yin Shengzhen said, and the sword pointed to the ground in a posture.

Wu Zhengyuan also put on a posture, took the lead in attacking, and slashed at Yin Shengzhen with a sword, Yin Shengzhen raised his sword to meet him, the two swords collided, making a loud noise, and the powerful sword qi spread out, forcing the soldiers in the front row to retreat again and again. Wu Zhengyuan and Yin Shengzhen were bounced away by the impact force at the same time, and their eyes flashed with a strange light of meeting their opponents.

Wu Zhengyuan stabbed at Yin Shengzhen with a sword, Yin Shengzhen raised his sword to block, the sword body pulled away the Wu Xuan sword, flipped the flowing firefly sword, and slashed horizontally towards Wu Zhengyuan's abdomen. Wu Zhengyuan's body flew up to avoid the flowing firefly sword and sword qi, and slashed towards Yin Shengzhen in the air, the two of them fought back and forth for more than a dozen moves, Wu Zhengyuan turned over and landed, Yin Shengzhen Ping's sword stabbed Wu Zhengyuan, Wu Zhengyuan raised his sword to hold the flowing firefly sword, and quickly cut the sword towards Yin Shengzhen's hand.

Yin Shengzhen quickly retreated, suddenly leaned back and slid sideways, avoiding danger, and then attacked Wu Zhengyuan with a round of rapid attacks, Wu Zhengyuan retreated or blocked, taking advantage of Yin Shengzhen's move to jump up and flip in the air to avoid Yin Shengzhen's rapid attack.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the rest of them were all concentrating with bated breath, one battlefield battle was related to the survival of the country, and the other was a rare battle between the two divine warriors in a hundred years, and no one wanted to miss the wonderful link.

The two of them had more than ten moves in a close fight, and the two swords collided to separate the two, Yin Sheng Zhen used his whole body sword qi to swing his sword and slash towards Wu Zhengyuan, and Wu Zhengyuan did the same, and the land where the two powerful sword qi passed flew over, leaving two deep longitudinal marks.

The sword qi collided, and both of them took a few steps back. A wicked smile tugged at the corner of Wu Zhengyuan's mouth, and a trace of red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his body shook suddenly, and he fell to the ground on one knee due to lack of physical strength, barely supporting his body with the Wu Xuan Sword.

Just when the people of Huayao thought that Yin Shengzhen was about to cheer, they saw Yin Shengzhen spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red blood particles flashed with demonic light in the sun, and his body shook and fell to the ground softly.

Wu Zhengyuan wins!

The soldiers cheered loudly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Although Wu Zhengyuan won, he was seriously wounded, his strength was exhausted, and he no longer had combat effectiveness, so he was supported back by two Moming soldiers.

The surprise in Yang Lanpeng's heart was like a stormy wave, he never expected that Yin Shengzhen would be defeated! But he still remained calm on his face, looking at the current situation, only by using limited resources to delay the enemy's attack as much as possible, ordering Yang Yuzhan to move in to rescue the troops, and forming a front and rear attack on the Mo Ming army in order to finally win.