Outside the four-wheeled vehicle, the trees were hidden, and the battle on the high ground was not real for a while.

It's just faintly perceptible, the blood is overflowing, and the sword light is soaring into the sky.

Yang Xian played with the Baipi bead in his hand. This legendary jewel is said to be worn on the body, which is invulnerable to fire and water, and is difficult to hurt by poison.

After the Jisun Rebellion, he disappeared from the hands of Jisun, the Marquis of Boling, and he didn't expect to appear here.

On the high ground, it seems that an anomaly has been discovered, and the sword light and blood qi are separated, and they are distinct.

"Aren't you going to fight?"

Yang Xian raised the feather fan in his hand and waved it forward.

The five hundred cavalrymen, who had been waiting for a long time, received the order and whipped up, and the hooves of their horses were raised. Five hundred cavalrymen, lined up on both sides of the four-wheeled carts, rushed towards the high ground.

Different from the ordinary Changce sergeants, these five hundred horsemen are all descendants of the veterans of the Yang family, and they have received the inheritance of the same line in the army since childhood. Although he was young and strong, the bloody killing aura ignited like a real flame. The soldiers of the first line of the army are good at forming formations, and the bloody killing qi of 500 people is linked to each other, and the bloody killing array formed makes the birds and beasts frightened away within a radius of several miles.

The high priest's blood array was fed by flesh and blood, and it was filthy and filthy. The bloody killing array in the army is different, the weather in the formation is clear and vast, and it is filled with the atmosphere of slaughter between autumn and winter.

The two collided, and the five hundred knights were like a sharp bayonet, tearing open the filthy and turbid blood array in an instant.

The fresh air outside the formation poured in, and the trapped Yiren in the formation surged with a surge of energy, and they all fled outside the formation, trying to escape through that opening.

The blood array that had lost the Hundred Pi Beads had greatly reduced both its range and blood qi concentration, and it was even more dim by seven points when it was hit by the impact of the Five Hundred Horse Blood Killing Array.

Seeing that the blood array was about to break, the high priest did not continue to entangle with Lu Qingfei. Just as the five hundred horsemen rushed in, he and Lu Qingfei avoided to both sides.

It's just that neither of them left, and after a roundabout journey, they went in the direction of Baipizhu. Five hundred horsemen broke through the blood formation, but did not pursue the two men, but inspected the Yiren who had not died in the array.

"Array!"

Seeing someone approaching, Yang An shouted.

The big shield slammed into the ground, the spear was obliquely erected, and the three thousand long-term sergeants, with the four-wheeled vehicle as the core, formed an impermeable shield array.

"Give me back the Hundred Pearls!"

The high priest saw Yang Xian holding the Baipi Pearl in his hand and said angrily.

Yang Xian was admiring the Baipi Pearl, heard the anger, looked up, and the appearance of the high priest clearly came into his eyes.

"Demon?"

With a soft shout, Yang Xian didn't expect that he could still see a demon in this barbarian miasma, let alone that he was the rumored high priest.

In "The Great Liang Dynasty", demons are a race. They are similar in size to the Terrans, but in appearance, they are difficult to escape from the traces of beasts.

The Terran Qi refiners are divided into four major positive veins. The demon clan is different, their internal structure is very different from that of people, and the method of cultivation is its own.

Yang Xian thought about it, it was only the fourth year of Yonghe, and there was still a long time before the demon clan dominated the grassland and invaded the Central Plains on a large scale. This high priest should be a lonely person.

"Prime Minister! Nearly a hundred years ago, the Marquis of Boling, Jisun, because of his favor in demons, sacrificed the flesh and blood of a boy in a vain attempt to live forever. Then the imperial court found out that the Marquis of Boling was plotting rebellion. A large number of troops entered Shu, and a large number of masters of the rivers and lakes participated. It took three years to finally put down the Jisun Rebellion. It seems that the demon in front of him has a lot to do with the riot. ”

Jiao An stood beside Yang Xian and said.

"Ji Sun? He's my most brilliant apprentice! ”

The high priest heard Jiao An's words, seemed to be reminiscing about the past, opened his mouth, and sighed.

Yang Xian was as if he hadn't heard it, and his eyes looked at the Baipizhu in his hand again. I saw that he let go of the Baipi bead in his hand and put the white feather fan on it. Yang Xian opened his hands, as if holding a melon, and surrounded the Baipi beads and white feather fans. Two streams of golden aura visible to the naked eye emanated from Yang Xian's hands, slowly wrapping around the Baipi Bead and the White Feather Fan floating in the air.

"He's refining weapons!"

Lu Qingfei, who had been silent beside him, said slowly. He didn't expect that this Shu Xiang Yang Xian, who was a few years younger than himself, was actually proficient in the art of refining.

The high priest's eyes were split, and he shouted loudly: "Lu clan's boy, you and I join forces, while he has not finished refining, we will join forces to break into battle and recapture the Baipi Pearl." ”

"The descendants of the Lu family, don't be with demons!"

Lu Qingfei stood aside and clearly refused.

The high priest roared, his voice full of depression and unwillingness. Seeing that the Baipi Pearl and the white feather fan gradually merged, the high priest finally stopped hesitating. He couldn't watch his nearly 100 years of hard work come to naught.

With a loud howl, a green light overflowed from the High Priest's body, like a soul coming out of his body and enveloping his body.

"This is not the witchcraft of the steppe barbarians!"

Yang An guarded Yang Xian's side, and saw that this high priest was like a mad beast, plunging into the shield array, rushing left and right, and his power was unparalleled for a while.

It's just that this shield array is easy to break through? Even though the high priest's strength increased more than ten times, he finally fell into the sea like a mud ox, fell into the sea of people, and lost his direction for a while.

"The most dangerous thing is that kid."

Lu Qingfei saw the high priest break into the formation, causing chaos in the formation of the Changce Army. With a light footstep, the figure disappeared in place.

At what time in the air, Lu Qingfei was elegant, and went straight to Yang Xian's four-wheeled car, wanting to seize the Baipi Pearl.

"Here!"

Yang An shouted, pulled out his spear and stabbed it into the air. Lu Qingfei saw that the spear was coming straight towards him, and he was unable to defend himself in the air for a while, so he hurriedly dodged, but was shot by the Chinese crossbowmen.

Lu Qingfei's body was unstable, and he fell into the former army's shield array, and like the high priest, he fell into the sea of people.

"Howl!"

The high priest was like iron and gold, but he could not bear the spear piercing his armor. In the shield array, there were more than a dozen spears piercing at each time. The tip of the spear was cold, piercing through the green soul barrier, piercing into the flesh.

The pain made the High Priest shudder and scream, but it made him even more insane. By the time he was seriously injured and passed through the front army's shield array, more than a dozen spear heads had been pierced into his body.

The brown hair is low, and the qi and blood are declining. The blood is mottled and the description is terrifying. It's just that the high priest has a pair of bloody eyes, but he is still staring at Yang Xian, and the killing intent on his body is sharpened, even more than before.

"Scatter!"

Yang An waved his hand, and the crossbow array of the Chinese army dispersed, opening a path in the high priest and the four-wheel workshop.

Seeing that Yang Xian's refining was about to be completed, the high priest rushed towards Yang Xian regardless of his injuries.

Yang An and Yang Gui glanced at each other, and the two phases broke away from the ground and struck towards the high priest left and right. The spear in his hand came out in the air, and the power of armor-piercing was a hundred times that of the sergeant in front of him.

Poof!

Two spears pierced the High Priest's body with pinpoint accuracy, tearing through the ground and nailing him to the ground.

Yang An and Yang Gui fell from the sky, and the high priest could no longer move forward.

Yang Xian's refining device is complete. The handle of the white-haired feather fan is now embedded with a hundred pearls, which is natural. This crude skill may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the refiner expert, but it is not the skill itself that really matters.

"Yang Xian, is it?"

Lu Qingfei was still in the formation, but the high priest stepped into the ghost gate.

"Don't be complacent, the greatest king of my people will come to this land sooner or later. Wait for your death! ”

The high priest used the last of his strength, and the green soul barrier around his body came out, and with a vicious whistling sound, he came straight towards Yang Xian.

"Curse and kill?"

Yang Xian waved the white feather fan in his hand, the breeze floated slightly, and the green murderous soul was blown down before it was close.

The high priest closed his eyes unwillingly, and Lu Qingfei in the formation saw that the situation was not right, his feet were light, he broke away from the shield array, and fled into the distance with an injury.