Compared with.

The Zhao family's people can be called a large army.

The black pressure is a piece of people, and there is a feeling that the army is on the field.

The Zhao family has thousands of private troops, and this is only a small part of them.

But at this time, on the battlefield, not many people paid attention to these private troops.

Although there are a lot of people, can they hurt Li Qiankun?

The Zhao family's private army is full of thousands, standing in the east, creating a sense of oppression.

Zhao Yi, the old man who is more than a young man, has his hands behind his back and his eyes are deep.

The guardian of the Zhao family, B in A, B, C, D, and the master of the Zhao family's captivity.

"Elder, are you going to attack?" A middle-aged man came over to ask.

Zhao Yi sneered, he looked at the Zhou clan and the Song clan were both standing still, and waved with one hand, "Rush!" ”

The middle-aged man immediately received the order and directly commanded the charge!

In the midst of this desert, thousands of troops and horses are galloping, dusty, and extraordinarily spectacular!

In Li Qiankun's field of vision, these thousands of troops and horses were like a fierce tiger, roaring.

But the old man did not have the slightest fear, he smiled faintly, and his thin clothes floated in the wind.

"It's getting windier." The old man behind him handed over the coat, and he smiled slightly, "You wear more." ”

Li Qiankun took the wind and sand, smiled, and draped it over a young man guarding him beside him.

The latter looked at Li Qiankun in disbelief.

"It's windy." Li Qiankun smiled.

The young man's eyes were red, he didn't refuse, he dragged his coat stiffly, put it on, held the big knife tightly, and stood firmly in front of Li Qiankun!

He knew that he would use his life to protect the old man's safety!

Anyone who wants to take Li Qiankun's life must pass through him!

The old man behind him glanced at it, smiled and did not speak.

The battle continues!

When Wang Yang saw that the Zhao family finally made a move, he sneered, and with one move, he commanded the twelve men in black to transfer the battle target!

They rushed over without hesitation!

Twelve!

It's just twelve!

Dare to rush towards the thousands of troops of the Zhao family!

Is this hitting a stone with an egg?

No!

It's fearless guts!

Zhao Yi saw it and sneered: "Hehe, look for death!" ”

The Zhao clan's private army may not be as good as these black-clothed men in battle, but they are superior in numbers.

But when it was actually contacted, the twelve people scattered, and each of them turned into a sharp sword, straight into the Zhao family's private army!

"Poof!"

The sword stabbed out the blood!

Each of them, with a full moon scimitar, went on a rampage!

Directly slash and slash the enemy in front of you!

A knife!

A knife!

Another stab!

It's always a knife!

A simple yet effective knife!

A domineering knife!

Blood!

Corpse!

Constantly accumulating, the desert land seems to be stained red with blood.

"It's a great country." Li Qiankun shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

The battle continues.

The entry of the twelve black-clothed men forcibly blocked the Zhao family's army of nearly 1,000.

It's really hard to think about.

Song Zhenming and Zheng Xianheng on the side were a little surprised!

Yanyun Sixteen Cavalry, although it is said that it has died out, how can it be said that the soul of this team is still there.

Now, just Wang Yang's ride has cultivated such a terrifying killing weapon with his own hands!

If all sixteen horsemen were complete, what a terrifying force it would be.

No one just imagined such a picture!

Twelve stopped a thousand!

Although it was only for a short time, although they were also injured!

But at this moment, these twelve people, one by one, seemed to be slashed in the face of the Zhao family!

Zhao Yi's angry face turned blue!

He can't help but make a move!!

"Damn!!"

Zhao Yi rushed over, his speed was fast, he stared directly at a man in black, and slapped it with one palm.

The man in black also felt a gust of cold wind behind him, but before he could fight back, five more people rushed over.

It's hard to look at the end!

"Poof!"

He tried his best to block Zhao Yi's blow, but he didn't block this knife's attack!

The blade slashed into his arm, and blood flowed out.

But he didn't care, roared, erupted in a stream of blood, and rushed over frantically!

"Ahh

He pushed the five people in front of him stiffly, and then looked at Zhao Yi with scarlet eyes, and slashed over with a knife!!

Zhao Yi sneered, when he was an ant, he could be pinched to death at will.

As if he was playing, he slapped it directly, and then grabbed his wrist!

"Ahh

The man in black felt like his wrist was about to be crushed, and the knife in his hand was about to fall.

He gritted his teeth, switched the knife to his left hand, flipped his left hand, and cut down one person again!

"Look for death!!"

Zhao Yi felt a great insult, under his own battle, this kid was still able to burst out with such combat effectiveness, Zhao Yi felt like he was being played.

"Ahh

The other hand of the man in black was also broken!

Knives, slip down!

The man in black remembered Wang Yang's roar in his mind: "People are here! The knife is in! ”

Yanyun Sixteen Rides!

Knife is life!

"Roar, roar!!"

The man in black roared angrily, crashed directly into Zhao Yi, kicked the scimitar directly, and then incredibly directly grabbed the scimitar with his feet and stabbed the person in front of him!

"Whoa!"

Directly cut the man's neck and killed another one.

Earned.

The man in black smiled innocently.

"!" Zhao Yi roared angrily and slashed down with one palm!

The leg of the man in black seems to have been broken.

He spat out a mouthful of blood!

At the last moment, he used his teeth to bite out the scimitar!

The bite is dripping with blood!

He bit the scimitar and stabbed Zhao Yi deadly!

Although unsuccessful, he ...... It has shocked the audience!

The man in black died, and died a terrible death.

He had a smile on his face at the last moment.

He remembered Wang Yang's teachings and the stories his parents told him.

He is worthy of his parents, worthy of Wang Yang, worthy of Yanyun Sixteen Horses, and worthy of the Li family!!

Twelve, one died, and eleven remained.

The terrifying thing is that the combat power of those eleven people is no less than that of this fierce man in black!

The people of the Zhao family were a little frightened!

They had a sense of cowardice in their hearts!

Friday Lang played with the wildflowers, looking at it faintly, and his tone was very respectful.

"Yanyun Sixteen Riders, people of that era...... What kind of faith is it? ”

Song Zhenming was also deeply emotional, he didn't speak, he gestured, the Song family, it's time to play.

Zheng Xianheng's face was even more unpleasant, he didn't approve of this battle, but after Zhan Taijing saw the madness of Yanyun's sixteen horses, he became even more dignified.

"Miss Zhan Tai, do you still have the confidence to kill Li Qiankun?" Jung Hyeong-hyung asked.

"Huh." Zhan Taijing didn't answer, he was waiting for someone, someone who asked her to make a move.

With the addition of the Zhou clan, although there were not many people, they were all some masters, and they soon changed the tide of the battle.

Twelve were slaughtered, five were slaughtered, and seven remained.

The battle between Wang Yang and Jin Anshun still did not distinguish the winner, but his five men in black killed the guards of the Jin family and fled.

That's the difference in combat effectiveness!

Wang Yang summoned back the remaining man in black, and his heart was dripping blood!

Each of these people has spent more than 20 years cultivating them.

Especially since the first person to die in battle just now was his brother's son, whom he had appointed as the heir to his future horse.

It's a pity!

Wang Yang is furious!!

"Assemble!!"

He roared!

The rest of the men in black are all gathered!

There are fourteen left!

The private army of the Zhao family, the Song family, and the Jin family have already united and are ready to launch a final general attack on Li Qiankun.

Friday Lang, too, came over, with a deep smile, he didn't bring a weapon, just pinched a wild flower.

Wang Yang's face was very ugly.

He is not afraid of thousands of troops, he can protect the old man from the thousands of troops.

However, he was not sure that among the many martial arts masters, he would protect the safety of the old man.

I'm really not sure!

Only fight to the death!

Wang Yang and the fourteen men in black are standing!

Zhou, Zhao, Jin, Song, everyone is tacit.

Their goals are very unified, even whoever kills them.

As long as Li Qiankun is killed.

approached Li Qiankun step by step.

The old man's face was light, he put his hands behind his back, looking at this group of people, just as ants.

Wang Yang's face was flushed, and he was about to shout, but he heard a wild laugh!

"Li Xiaofan is here!"

"Little boy!"

"Dare to be presumptuous!"