Beneath the clouds, the mountains are on display. In the distant county seat, in the faint smoke, the dirt road is trampled, splashing a little dirty water. The long queue of people who could not see the end walked on the mountain road, escorted by the guards of the Shu army, to the port of Danhu.

Under the mountain, the Shu army lined up. Yang Xian's Daxu is among them, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Yang Xian actually stayed in person?"

Liang Jun regained the county, but he did not have the slightest joy. The soldiers did not stay and wait for the reward for their meritorious deeds, so they hurried towards the mountain.

The mountain road of the mountain road leads to the port of Danhu Lake, where there are Shu navy and hundreds of large search ships, which can carry the people and horses of the Shu army away.

There is no need to guess, Liang Jun also knows which way the Shu army is taking?

However, the generals of the Liang army never expected that the general of the Shu army who stayed behind in person turned out to be Yang Xian himself.

The Liang army was very chaotic, not because the military discipline of the Liang army was bad, but because there were as many as thirteen generals among the five thousand pioneers who pursued the Shu army.

They did not belong to each other, and some even only brought a few dozen personal guards before they pursued from Qixian County.

In the eyes of the generals of the Liang army, this is a rare achievement. As long as Yang Xian's head can be removed, he will be able to become famous. Moreover, the Liang generals of the entire Nanyang County have a tendency to rush to the mountains.

"Soldiers, listen to my orders, rush to kill the Shu army array, and take Yang Xian directly."

The commander of the vanguard of the 5,000 Liang army shouted, and the Liang army began to charge.

"Shield!"

In the four-wheeled vehicle, Yang Xian's feather fan waved lightly. Three thousand sergeants with long strategies, erecting shields and oblique guns, arched and guarded the front of the formation.

The bloody killing spirit was rushing, the momentum of the Liang army was like a rainbow, and the army was like a flood, rushing towards this important mountain road and the position of the Shu army.

In the midst of this flood, thirteen red rays of light were particularly visible. The so-called generals are those who have achieved cultivation in the army in the army.

Unlike ordinary monks, they broke down the army and specialized in killing.

The blazing red light, with the tide of the Liang army and the Changce army approached. The shields collided, making the clearest and most rapid sound.

Unlike ordinary sergeants, the thirteen generals struggled to kick up, crossed the shield array on the front line of the Changce Army, crossed the bright long line in the air, and jumped into the position of the Changce Army, like cannonballs, inspiring the strongest roar.

The spear is like a dragon, wielding freely, and the three thousand long-term sergeants cannot be its edge. All the eyes of the Liang generals were on Yang Xian in the four-wheeled vehicle.

"Huan Wu is really a big family!"

Under the four-wheeled vehicle, Yang Xian sighed slightly. If ordinary sergeants need to fight in formation, these inheritors of the lineage of the army who have attained some attainment in cultivation can somehow get rid of this shackles, albeit for a short time.

The bloody battle formed by the three thousand Changce soldiers, ordinary creatures trembled inexplicably, and these generals were like fish swimming in water in this blood, becoming more and more complacent. Rushing left and right, it easily destroyed the formation of Sergeant Changce, allowing the Liang army in front to infiltrate.

These warriors are not easy to cultivate, and unlike ordinary monks, their path of cultivation is even more difficult. Moreover, the monks in the army not only have to rely on their own talent and perseverance, but also need to use a huge amount of materials to pile up.

The sergeants of Changce are all newly trained, and there are only a few dozen generals, which cannot be compared with the Liang army. Not counting the Dongzhou soldiers, among the several armies of Shu at this moment, the most generals probably belong to the newly attached Black Fly Army.

"Yang Xian Xiaoer, take your life!"

A general broke through the heavy blockade of the Changce sergeant, and the spear came straight towards Yang Xian.

Next to the four-wheeled vehicle, the two Vajra figurines moved lightly, locking the spear blade of the Liang general.

Yang Xian shook the feather fan slightly, looked at the tip of the spear close at hand, and said, "What's the name of the strong man?" ”

"The second dog of the king of Longxi!"

"Good name!"

As Yang Xian's words fell, Wang Ergou suddenly dared to be wrong. The gun in front of him sank, and Wang Ergou could see with the naked eye that his mixed iron spear was actually broken by the two waiters next to Yang Xian's four-wheeled vehicle.

Before Wang Ergou could react, the whole person was pulled by a huge force. The scene in front of him changed instantly, and Yang Xian's figure in front of him reversed, as if the world was turned upside down.

With a punch, the King Kong Warrior knocked the beam general to the ground and sank three feet into the ground. Blood and dirt were mixed, and the king and the second dog couldn't see clearly.

In the direction of the feather fan, the two Vajra Demon Warriors who were guarding Yang Xian's side carried the body of Wang Ergou and walked into the battle group, and the battlefield was overturned in an instant. The Liang army in front of the Shu army formation didn't know what was happening at all, and saw that the originally active generals began to fall in the Shu army formation one after another.

On the high mountain, someone sighed softly.

"Who are those two guards from Yang Xian? Is there such a master in the Shu army? ”

Under Huan Wu's order, the Liang army pursued and killed Yang Xian, the prime minister of Shu, attracting not only the princes of the world, but also monks from all walks of life.

In the past thirty years, the monks of each vein have seen countless people. But this time is different, between Liang and Shu, the feud between Huan and Yang makes this fight itself have a strong color and attract attention.

It's just that the five or six monks gathered in this mountain now can be regarded as first-class figures, but most of them can't see through the roots of the guards around Yang Xian.

"That's not a person!"

The eyes of all the monks were attracted by an inconspicuous little old man in the corner. Although this little old man seems to be ordinary, he is one of the few refiners in the world. He is the junior disciple of Yu Xiuyuan, the head of the Taibai Sword Sect, and his status is respected.

"That's the King Kong Warriors!"

"Brother Zong, this is unlikely! We all know what the Demon Clan's Vajra Warriors look like. Yang Xian's guards are obviously not like ah! ”

The sect smiled and said, "If I guess correctly, there should be an alchemist in Shu who has mastered the power of creation, and used the Five Elements Secret Technique to forcibly transform the spiritual fire, so that the Vajra Demon Warriors have become what they are today." ”

"Creation!"

Everyone sighed lightly, as if they were all thinking about something, but their minds were no longer above this big war. Zongquan was bored by the insightful gaze in the hearts of the monks, and then looked at a young man in the crowd who seemed to be following him for a long time.

Jiuhua Mountain, Lu Qingfei.

"Little doll, I heard that you have an old grudge against that Yang Xian. But listen to the old man's advice, you still don't go to Yang Xian's bad luck. If I go, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. ”

"Qingfei, thank you for your advice."

It was Lu Kang, Lu Qingfei's uncle who spoke. Lu Kang saluted, looking very humble.

Zong Guo glanced at Lu Qingfei, who was silent, and then at the polite Lu Kang.

"You Jiuhua Mountain is a door, all of you are unruly. Unexpectedly, it was such a strange thing as Lu Kang you. ”

Zong Jing shook his head and walked to the forest behind him, and the sound of playful abuse slowly reached the ears of the monks.

"In the past, Yang Ci looked down on the world and regarded us and other monks like earth dogs, so that the monks of all veins were almost out of breath. finally waited until Yang You'an was buried in the loess and lived some idle days. Who knows that more than 30 years have passed in a flash, today's Yang Xian, hehe...... Don't let Naizu! ”