The sky kills, and the stars move. The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land.

The changes in the rivers and lakes of the twelve states of Youyun stirred up the situation of the war between Shenguang and Beihu, and the two armies outside Youyun City faced off at a stalemate.

This leak outside the game, as soon as it appeared, it disrupted the area that had become a dead game, and suddenly a burst of vitality emerged, like a nail wedged into the opponent's camp.

Cui Hanzhang carefully recalled the words of the saint, and never thought that the young master of Liuluan City, who was saved casually, would be so valued by the saint, and before the dragon crossing the river from Gabu Snow Mountain could set off a monstrous storm, he was killed by the snakes in the rivers and lakes in front of him like a lost dog, and now it seems that the matter is far from over.

Even the five days of Haichao's recuperation were spent in anxiety, he sat anxiously on the edge of the couch more than once and waited for Cui Hanzhang, the anger of hatred had burned his reason, but this Shenguang Ranger Captain seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, before Cui Hanzhang did not straighten out his thoughts, Cui Hanzhang was naturally not good to see him, and could only use the excuse of hunting all day long, during which the ranger general Li Qingshan visited him after returning to the camp, so that he could recuperate with peace of mind and take revenge in the long run.

"Captain Cui, General Li and I have already explained, immediately rush to Senior Sister Luomazhou to borrow troops to kill and return to Liuluan City." Lian Haichao limped and insisted on going to the ground to find Cui Hanzhang.

"Now that the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun have rewarded your head with a lot of money, everyone treats you as a treasure, and they have laid a net to wait for the king to enter the urn, how can you kill it back?" Cui Hanzhang didn't look at him, he still concentrated on practicing the style, and the fist wind contained the blood of the battlefield.

"If the attack fails, Lao Tzu will assassinate him. The children of their five major clans and the Xinghai tribe are scattered all over the twelve states, as long as I have the heart to calculate or not, killing one will count as one. "Even Haichao lay on the couch for the days of recuperation, thinking day and night, thinking about how to take revenge.

"Lian Haichao, you have a mastery of Dalun Temple, it is too wasteful to use it alone to fight fiercely, it is a matter of time before you return to Liuluan City, the hatred of the country and the family are tied together, it is necessary to overturn the twelve states of Youyun, which of the five surnames of the twelve states is not stained with the blood of your Lian family?" Cui Hanzhang slowly retracted his fist, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and turned his head to say to him.

"I have arranged for more than fifty rangers to disguise themselves and blend into Benlei City, and in the future, as an internal response, I will accompany you to Lok Ma Chau in three days."

The situation is stronger than people, hearing Cui Hanzhang's words, Lian Haichao understood in his heart that at this time, only by relying on the divine light towards this big tree can there be hope for revenge.

"The destruction of my Lian clan in the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun must be the slut of the embroidered fox Murong Yanran who supported her behind her back and framed me for the trumped-up crime of worshipping with the Shenguang Xiao clan, she is unkind, and she blames me for being unjust. With Captain Cui helping me, I will definitely turn the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun upside down. Lian Haichao said cruel words on his lips, and clenched his fists in his hands to thank him.

"Open the skylight and say something bright, since you and I share the same interests, we must be honest with each other, Brother Haichao will go back and rest in peace first, and set off in three days." Cui Hanzhang gave him a return gift and asked the soldiers to send him back to the account to recuperate.

As soon as Lian Haichao left on his front foot, Li Qingshan flashed out from the other side of the tent, "You say, has this kid Lian Haichao ever bowed to the imperial merchant Xiao Jing?" ”

"It doesn't matter whether you have paid a bow or not, the twelve states of Youyun all think that it is enough." Cui Hanzhang replied to him with a smile,

"Why are you hiding and hiding when you're here?"

"I'm afraid that my domineering spirit will scare him to death, Brother Hanzhang, you can think about it, now even Haichao is an outlaw, hatred has blinded him, and it is extremely dangerous to kill him back to the twelve states of Youyun, and the affairs of the rivers and lakes are not as bright as the battlefield battle, this trip has a life, I am afraid that there is no life to return." Li Qingshan still looked like a hanger, grabbed Cui Hanzhang's shoulders and said the worries in his heart, and the two walked towards Li Qingshan's general tent.

"Isn't this waiting for General Li to teach his younger brother the experience of walking the rivers and lakes, this time I went to the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun and stabbed and killed the stuffy stick, naturally I did everything, not to mention that I am not his thug of Lian Haichao, my biggest goal on this trip is to embroider the fox Murong Yanran." Cui Hanzhang never concealed his relationship with Li Qingshan, the friendship between the two of them changed their lives, and now they are leading the rangers to cooperate tacitly, and everything is natural.

"If you have such thoughts, I advise you not to go, and if you go, you will also give away your head, and when the time comes, I will ride thousands of miles alone to help you collect the body."

"Who is the embroidered fox Murong Yanran, her senior brother Huan Tan is the first general in the Beihu Army, an apprentice taught by a master, where do you think she can be weaker than Zhi Huan Tan? Murong Yanran has been hiding her clumsiness, can't you kid see it? Li Qingshan rarely had a serious time, and said to him with a solemn face.

"I have no choice but to be rich and dangerous. What you said makes sense, the nickname of the embroidered fox Murong Yanran is confusing, and the women do not let the characters with shave eyebrows naturally extraordinary. Let's go, let's learn from each other. Cui Hanzhang listened to Li Qingshan's words in his heart, thinking that he would have to plan well when he went back, but with a flick of his wrist, he pulled him into the school field and opened a boxing fight.

"Good boy, today I will let you see the power of Li Qingshan, the general of the lower cavalry." Li Qingshan was joking, but his body was already straight towards him like a javelin.

Li Qingshan's fist intent flowed between his gestures, and the secret energy between the shots was vigorous, like a hedgehog, Cui Hanzhang only felt that after hitting his fists and feet, there was a faint stinging pain, and for a while, his whole body was not running smoothly, so he could only turn to shrink defense, and the opportunity was lost, Li Qingshan chased the wind and the moon mercilessly, and suddenly he fell into the downwind.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you is Li Qingshan's consistent style, seeing Hanzhang passively retreating, an arrow step out, the right fist drilled out from under the armpit, the angle is strange, and it goes straight to Hanzhang's jaw, if it is hit, I am afraid that it will either be dead or injured. There was steaming fire in the fist wind, and the air waves were scorching, which really surprised Hanzhang, Li Qingshan was able to refine the fist technique to such a realm, and the attributes of the five elements had begun to take shape. The mind flashed, the retreat under his feet was orderly, and he was not chaotic, his arms were crossed into a cross, locking Li Qingshan's drill fist, and at the same time, his right foot strode back, and he took a back lunge to continue to unload.

Li Qingshan saw that after he used the cross, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his left fist turned into a palm knife, and he slashed down obliquely. Cui Hanzhang had to be forced to untie the armbar, and his right hand picked up the sword finger and poked at Li Qingshan's tendons, forcing him to temporarily change his moves, and the two kicked out of their legs at the same time.

Cui Hanzhang's forehead was covered with sweat, but his breathing was long and gentle, his chest suddenly became hot, and his whole body and bones sounded with a "crackling" sound like fried copper beans.

"Come again!" Cui Hanzhang became more and more courageous, but it aroused blood. For a while, the figures on the school field flew over, and the two main generals of the rangers fought equally, attracting the onlookers to applaud, and even the sea tide who had just returned to the tent was attracted by the earth-shaking cheers outside, and couldn't help but go out of the tent to watch the school competition.

Battlefield fighting is very different from the fighting of the rivers and lakes, putting aside the complicated changes of moves, paying attention to fast, accurate, ruthless, and even sometimes killing a thousand enemies, self-damage eight hundred, thousands of battles to refine the most exquisite killing skills, often the most practical, this is the orthodox background of martial arts Lian Haichao, the fight between the two of them is quite inspiring to him, and he watched it with relish in the crowd.

If it weren't for the injuries on his body, even Haichao, a martial idiot, couldn't help it, and had a fight with the two, the stones of his mountain can attack jade, especially Li Qingshan's entry into the world to practice boxing, born to seek the Tao, the battle array is almost a big success, free to retract and release, the transformation of the five elements is like flowing water, and Cui Hanzhang's side is full of toughness, the defense is not leaky, the fist is round and integrated, there is no flaw, and the two of the Dalun Temple are confirmed, which is very beneficial.

Cui Hanzhang's ten kiln firing styles are now small, and self-protection is not a problem, but if you want to wait for the opportunity to assassinate Murong Yanran, it is not enough, although the two countries have been at war for half a year, no one has seen the embroidered fox Murong Yanran make a move, but his subordinates are as masters as clouds, fierce generals are like rain, if it is not for extraordinary means, they will definitely not be able to control it. Li Qingshan intends to temper him today, the way of boxing, God cares first, the intention is strong, most of the martial artists in the world stay in the stage of practicing bones and muscles, and there are very few people who can control boxing with their will, and Cui Hanzhang has unconsciously felt the divinity of heaven in Xikou Mountain, and today Li Qingshan is pressing step by step with the five elements of fist intent, under the extreme oppression, hoping to stimulate the light of divinity within him and help him enter the house with the way of martial arts.

During the period of recuperation in Jiatong Pass, in addition to looking up at the changes of the stars, Li Qingshan only found out when he reviewed the battle process at night, how tricky the angle of the knife under the armpit was at that time, and the situation was critical, even he did not react, who knew that Cui Hanzhang inexplicably appeared on the route of Hu Dao's advance, blocking the knife for him, it seemed to be accidental, but in fact, Cui Hanzhang's footwork was extremely smooth, not like a coincidence in a panic, maybe he didn't realize it himself, this is already an ethereal trace of martial arts divinity, During the later recuperation period and the side by side battle, Li Qingshan paid close attention to the observation and confirmed that Cui Hanzhang should have another adventure, not a god, although he practiced the kiln technique, he was unable to enter the martial arts gate for a long time. I think of the patriarch's explanation before going down the mountain, the world's geniuses are as bright as the stars, but each has its own destiny, the road is simple, pay attention to the little things around you, and there are always traces to follow.

It is rare to go down the mountain this time to meet interesting brothers like Cui Hanzhang and Cui Mingtang, so Li Qingshan accompanied them on the road without a trace, and it was precisely because of this intention that his trip to the avenue was not lonely, a peck and a drink, it was not cause and effect. Their lineage has always been single-handed, and they have taken the path of birth, but they have to enter the WTO to find an opportunity to preach, and they know that the mountains are ethereal. The Beihu Bingzu Valley is the road to WTO, monarchs, ministers, princes, and pawns in the market, and there are avenues everywhere in life, seeking the Tao and preaching the Tao, all of which are cultivation.

The two lineages are the same, but they have taken completely different paths. There are three thousand avenues, each taking its own way. But if it involves the battle of the Great Dao, it is the end of life and death. The reason why Li Qingshan didn't go to the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun was because he didn't want to contact the Bingzu Valley lineage too early, and he was waiting for the arrival of his old enemy Huan Tan.

The disputes between the two countries, the three religions and hundreds of schools are all wrapped up in the general trend, and the life under the mountain can't go on, and the mountain has no peace of mind. For thousands of years, the things of division and union have never been able to distinguish between the mountains and the mountains, and when you are here, you have to fight in the world.

Li Qingshan has never had expectations in this world, and he will not be disappointed, he just feels that it is getting more and more interesting, and the more interesting people there are, the more interesting things there are. Lian Haichao is an interesting person, he met the more interesting Cui Hanzhang, he had a sense in the dark, Cui Hanzhang and Lian Haichao Wenwu Er will be bleeding every step of this trip, he really wants to see how Murong Yanran, who is counted as the same sect junior sister, how to deal with these two dragons crossing the river.

When Motuo Tiange saw Lian Haichao, he was still taken aback, although the two were both from the same lineage of the Great Wheel Temple, but they were not familiar with each other, the Great Wheel Temple on Gabu Snow Mountain was divided into the upper sect and the lower sect, Tiange had been staying in the upper sect, and naturally he had not met Lian Haichao, a disciple of the lower sect, a few times.

This generation of Dalun Temple descendants are the only ones who walk in the world, in fact, on the way to Lian Haichao, he has almost figured out some things, and there should be an inexplicable relationship between the Lian family and the Motuo Department of Luomazhou, so he made up his mind to ask for help from the senior sister of the sect.

Just as the two descendants of the Great Wheel Temple met, Tian Ge informed Lian Haichao that the Great Wheel Temple had been closed and the temple had been closed, and the bell rang through the snow-capped mountains for seven days, and then cut off all contact with the world.

This matter shocked even the sea tide for a long time silent, Gabu Snow Mountain Dalun Temple and Bingzu Valley are equally famous, the north of Weizhen, the world dare not obey. Lian Haichao's confidence in his heart was that he could go back to the division to move the rescue soldiers, but at this time, without the protection of the division, the two disciples could only report to the group to keep warm.

"Please ask Senior Sister Tiange to help me and return to Liuluan City." Lian Haichao directly knelt down on one knee and said the purpose of the trip.

"Senior brother, please get up, you and I are from the same school, the current situation is chaotic, and we should help each other, and Motuo Black Rider will do his best to help you take revenge." Motuo Tiange looked at Lian Haichao who was kneeling on the ground, and his burning eyes revealed stubbornness, which made her quite recognized in her heart. If Lian Haichao is depressed, it will make her look down on her. The Lian family is him, he is the Lian family, with him, the Lian family can make a comeback at any time.

After the battle of Luomazhou, the Motuo tribe has started a war with the Beihu Empire, although the body and mind are entrusted to the eldest prince, but thinking of the lives of tens of thousands of clansmen behind him, it is inevitable that he will often be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

At this time, seeing Lian Haichao, whose family was ruined, Tiange became more determined in his heart. Since the master chose to close the mountain and escape the world, only Lian Haichao can be with her in this world, if she doesn't fight hard, the end of the Motuo clan is no different from the Lian clan.

On the other side, in the camp tent, there were Pingkang Wang Youqi and Ranger Captain Cui Hanzhang who were silently drinking, and the two of them had more nature in their hearts when they saw each other, and the feeling of escaping death made them cherish the fate around them.

"Brother Hanzhang mourns." Youqi is more like a brother at this time, comforting him softly and helplessly, in fact, all kinds of words are in the stomach, and there is only one sentence of mourning on his lips.

Cui Hanzhang couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, Mingwei's death was an eternal pain in his life, he paralyzed himself by leading troops to fight on the battlefield, at this time he was comforted by King Pingkang, and smiled slightly bitterly, "Thank you, Lord Wang, I won't kill the embroidered fox in this life, and Hanzhang won't blink your eyes when he dies." ”

The tone of the voice sounded light and fluttering, but it revealed a biting chill, which moved Youqi,

"Crawling out of the pile of dead people, there are no taboos, what are your plans to come with Lian Haichao this time?"

King Pingkang is now in command of the Left Route Army, vertical and horizontal, and the dragon rider of the king tent is huddled around the royal court, not daring to support Youyun City at will, how vicious his eyes are, and he speaks without greetings.

"Lian Haichao intends to take revenge on the five major clans and the Xinghai Department, and my purpose is to stab the sky of the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun, I believe that the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun are not an iron bucket, the fortress is always broken from the inside first, if there is a chance to assassinate Murong Yanran, it is the best." Cui Hanzhang's speech was not ambiguous, and the two went straight to the point, discussing how to return to the twelve states of Youyun.

"To tell you the truth, although our department has a slight upper hand in the war on the Western Front, and the supply of Shuofang City has been restored, but due to the vast territory, this amount of troops is really not enough to control the situation, and there are also Wu Tan and other troops secretly waiting for an opportunity to move. I have the heart to support the battle in Youyun City, but I am afraid that the King's Tent Dragoons will take the opportunity to sneak attack the Lok Ma Chau area, if the Gabu Lake Corridor and the Lok Ma Chau line fall into the hands of the King Tent Dragoons again, I am afraid that our troops can only retreat to Shuofang City, and they will no longer be able to go north, and then they will only hinder the main army of my father's emperor. At present, I have formed a delicate balance with the Beihu Royal Court in the Lok Ma Chau area, and my father must have seen through this, so he stormed Youyun City. You Qi spread out the situation map in front of him and reviewed the battle situation on the Western Front with Hanzhang, which was far more true than the information he heard in the big tent of the Chinese army.

"This king has received the father's order from the cow and horse fence, this time you are acting secretly, the soldiers are noble and do not care much, I have discussed with Tiange, and prepared two thousand Motuo elite warriors and you, and a thousand people have set off before you arrive, and mixed into the twelve states of Youyun in batches, they are all familiar with the characteristics of the two of you, and secretly help you succeed, in addition, this is the token." As he spoke, he pulled out the token and handed it to him.

"The prince can turn the tide on the western front and support the overall situation, which really makes Hanzhang admire, no matter what the war in Youyun City is, the people of Shenguang will praise your prestige, and Shenguang will be proud of the northwest." Cui Hanzhang rarely looked solemn, got up and hugged his fists and said to Youqi, if there was a little suspicion buried in his heart before he came, but after the real conversation, Cui Hanzhang was completely conquered by the courage and strategy of King Pingkang.

"Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent. Not afraid of the jokes of the Hanzhang brothers, You Qi feels that in the face of the old valley master of Bingzu Valley, he still often has palpitations, he uses soldiers like a god, unpredictable, and really makes me dare not slack off. You Qi patted Hanzhang on the shoulder, and it was rare to confide in his heart, the commander of the first army is in danger, the more favorable the situation, the more he is walking on thin ice, like facing the abyss.

Cui Hanzhang walked outside the tent, raised his head to clear the starry sky, occasionally the starlight flickered, he always believed that Mingwei turned into a star in the sky and looked at him, every time he thought of this, he felt warm in his heart, turned his head to this Youqi and said: "The prince is brave and strategic, as long as he doesn't think too much, the situation in the northwest will definitely be worry-free." Although Hanzhang is new to the battlefield, he also knows that only the brave are invincible. ”

Just as the two were chatting, Lian Haichao had already opened the curtain and walked out. Seeing that his expression was no longer anxious, he knew that he had received help from his senior sister, Cui Hanzhang saw Lian Haichao striding forward, so he took the initiative to introduce him to King Pingkang, and the three of them chatted about the plans of the twelve states of Youyun under the moonlight.

When the wind is surging, the heroes appear one by one, and all beings crushed under the wheel of fate are equal, the difference is only whether there is an unwilling ant to raise their heads to fight against the heavens.

Far away at the northern foot of Kuiyin Mountain on the Eastern Front, Liu Zhilun's first department was faced with the counterattack and bite of the ghost cowardly army of the commander of Huan Tan, Huan Tan's patience was worn out little by little by Liu Zhilun's dogskin plaster style of play, and the Eastern Route Army commanded by Liu Zhilun was also in a highly tense state of chasing and fleeing, on the verge of collapse, and the guerrilla warfare method was to fight the light with darkness and control the static with movement, but the requirements for the mobility and coordination of the combat troops were too high, and the requirements for the commander's subtle control of the overall situation and the precise calculation ability of the enemy's combat power were too high, especially the mental deduction of the battle situation. If the Eastern Route Army was not under the high-precision command of the ghost genius Liu Zhilun, I am afraid that whoever comes will be quickly defeated, and if they are not careful, the whole army will be annihilated, after all, they are facing the ghost cowardly army under the command of the Northern Hu Demon God Huan Tan, and the combat power is disgusted with ghosts and gods.

At this time, Huan Tan, the commander of the ghost cowardly army, suddenly gave up marching in the direction of Youyun City, and ordered the rear army of the army to become the forward, showing the sharpest fangs, and gambling on the counterattack, often the cavalry that rushed together at the front was still undiminished after being pierced by the spear, and continued to pierce the soldiers behind, and a series of corpses were strung together until the spear shaft was broken.

Such a life-changing charge made Liu Zhilun's troops rush to the battle, and was killed in an instant, never thought that the sudden outbreak of the ghost cowardly army was terrifying, the soldiers were unconscious as if they were evil, and charged cold-bloodedly, no matter how the Shenguang cavalry on both sides attacked, all the firepower of the ghost cowardly army was aimed at the Shenguang army in front, and the right army Zekang Wang retreated again and again, so that there was no way to retreat after retreating to the northern foot of Kuiyin Mountain, and he could only be forced to fight the ghost cowardly army head-on.

The corpses scattered all over the mountains have already shown the fierceness of the battle, none of the fallen soldiers of the two armies are intact, and the sky is full of stumps and broken arms, and the corpses with cracked eyes are biting the flesh and blood of the enemy in their mouths......

General Jingda was killed in battle, his head hung on the flagpole of the Ghost Cowardly Army, Jiang Yunlang's left arm was cut off, and he blocked a fatal knife for King Zekang, Zekang Wang Youyin was already unconscious from blood loss, and the mount was stabbed in the buttocks by Jiang Yunlang in the chaos and ran to the rear with the owner, Liu Zhilun as the coach was also an arrow in his left leg, and he didn't have time to get off the horse for treatment, and he dragged the injured leg for a day and a night, and the arrow was stuck on the inside of the humerus of the thigh, and he never took it out again in this life, and was disabled for life.

The blood-colored remnant sun, Huan Tan's tall figure sat on a horse, with no expression on his face, like a cold mobile armor, exuding a terrifying demonic nature, coldly overlooking the passing of life, no one knew what was thinking in the heart of the Beihu military god at this moment, only the afterglow of the setting sun stretched the figure of this demon god infinitely, and under the cover of the demonic figure, the eastern front of the Northern Expedition fell into the infernal hell............