The speed of the two people in the center of the battle did not slow down in the slightest due to the changes in the surrounding environment, and the spear and sword kept colliding at a speed that exceeded the limit of ordinary people's visual capture, and they were engrossed.

Not to mention the collapse of the mountain, with their martial arts, even if they fall into the lava magma known as the 'life and death pass', as long as their qi is not exhausted, they will not die, and at this stage, they themselves can cause the most terrifying disaster in the world.

Because of the slight loss of consciousness just now, Zhang Xu has fallen into the disadvantage uncontrollably, and his moves are still fierce and strong, but it is difficult to regain advantage under Wang Anfeng's sword.

Wang Anfeng was taught various martial arts by the teacher, and he also learned a lot of skills from the Bronze Man Alley, that is, how gentle he looks at the plain, but there is only one instinctive tendency when fighting with people, which is the habit of continuous failure and continuous attempts in the Bronze Man Alley, and the fastest speed to expand the advantage.

Use all means.

When the sword in his hand once again suppressed the spear blade, his left hand suddenly reached out, and then firmly grasped the body of the spear, and at the same time, the long sword turned into a sharpening, and slashed horizontally along the body of the spear in the direction of Zhang Xu.

Zhang Xuan is so old and spicy, he has already seen the extraordinary thing about the wooden sword in his hand, and it will naturally not be beneficial to touch the famous sword with both hands, even if he is unwilling, he still has to let go of his hands, take a step back, and then pull out the saber on his waist, and wait for the battle.

At this moment, Zhang Xu's face suddenly twitched, he gritted his teeth, the corners of his forehead burst out of green tendons, and he scolded in a low voice:

"Shut up!"

Wang Anfeng's heart moved, and behind him, after Zhang Xu appeared, Lu Yingbo, who had been greatly stimulated and had been in a state of emotional collapse, suddenly let out a painful cry from his mouth, half-knelt on the ground, and said hoarsely:

"Be careful, he, he has a 'shadow' on him too."

The voice paused, as if it had done its best, and said:

"Many!"

Wang Anfeng's pupils contracted suddenly, and the move in his hand, which had already gained the upper hand, chose to defend almost instantly, and at the same time closed his eyes, purely using the Heavenly Machine Technique to disperse around his body, preventing the unpredictable White Tiger Hall Master from leaving traces in his heart in the way of 'reflection'.

He had seen that kind of method with his own eyes, and it was no longer comparable to the inducing heavenly machine.

At the same time, he was extremely vigilant, worried that the hall master of the White Tiger Hall would forcibly control Zhang Xu's body at this moment, control this old and spicy four-grade master, and fight with himself, in that case, on the one hand, he would have to fight, and on the other hand, he would have to be vigilant against being reflected in the heart of the hall master of the White Tiger Hall, and he would be affected unconsciously.

He was suddenly shocked in his heart—

The methods of the White Tiger Hall Master can leave a shadow in the hearts of the warriors.

Being able to change the original memory like Lu Yingbo, exchanging the false for the true, and turning the virtual into the real is almost easy for people to fall into a state of extreme thoughts.

He 'looked' at Zhang Xuan in front of him, and there was a hidden realization in his heart.

Could it be that he is also like this, so he was affected and came to this point step by step?

And at this time, Zhang Xu, who still had a painful and struggling look on his face, suddenly shouted, his body was arrogant, and the blade in his whole hand slashed down towards Wang Anfeng, with great courage, as if carrying the pride of splitting mountains and breaking mountains, Wang Anfeng raised his hand to block with a sword, because Zhang Xuan was abnormal at the moment, his heart was full of vigilance.

He had seen that 'shadow' before, so he knew the breath of the shadow very well, and the strange and unstable state of Zhang Xu's 'reflection' in front of him at the moment was extremely clear and intense, and it was far above Lu Yingbo that day, so he couldn't help but be vigilant.

The sword collided, and the force from that side was light and unfocused for Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he judged the situation in an instant, his right foot was raised suddenly, and he hit the spear that had just been released with the method of chasing the wind and sweeping the leaves, and at the same time, the sword in his hand also slashed forward again, but he misestimated Zhang Xu's dedication to this big banner gun, and the old man took Wang Anfeng's leg method with his shoulder, and he also wanted to grab this gun in his hand.

Immediately, he held the gun in both hands, and suddenly spun up, and the body of the gun was raised, holding the falling sword.

Boom!

Zhang Xu's body slumped a few inches suddenly, and there was a change like ripples and waves, spreading outward on the ground centered on it, and the old man's white hair was scattered a little, and he couldn't help coughing up blood in his mouth.

In front of him is his enemy, it is his opponent, and it is impossible to forgive him for what he has done in any case, the new Shenwu Mansion.

But a smile of relief appeared on his old countenance.

The smile vanished instantly, cold as a rock, and the pain in the depths of his eyes.

He said softly.

"It's done, it's good."

The spear twisted suddenly, forced the long sword back, and then took a step back sharply, in this short change, he had successfully adjusted the situation, the spear in his hand protected his body, and his breath instantly calmed down more than sixty percent.

This is something that can't be done with any kind of exercise, but it can also be done by even the most ordinary big-headed soldier.

It is also a point that Wang Anfeng lacks.

It is the most brutal battlefield gift to the survivors.

At the same time, the spear in his hand had already stabbed forward, not directly to Wang Anfeng, but in a rather arrogant way, hitting the mountain walls on the left and right, Wang Anfeng judged his intention in an instant, and wanted to get closer, but was forced back by Zhang Xuan with the gun in his hand.

The forty-eight black-armored warriors who were originally members of the Shenwu Mansion had already retreated when they were fighting, and Wang Anfeng flashed a word in his heart, taking into account the back hand of the Lord of the White Tiger Hall, the sword in his right hand was raised slightly, and he immediately withdrew it, and his left hand flicked his fingers.

A colorless and phaseless poison pill shot out in an instant.

In terms of the profundity of fingering alone, the Medicine King Valley is also the best in the world, and that poison pill instantly caught up with Zhang Xu, touched the old man's thick palm, and shattered, and the mark that only the disciples of the Medicine King Valley could recognize had been silently left on his body.

Wang Anfeng's face was calm, watching him leave, he exhaled a long breath, and slowly retracted his gaze after a long time.

On the whole, he has the upper hand in this fight, but for the generals of the soldiers, the uncertainty of strength is too great, whether he commands the army, whether the members of the military formation under his command are ordinary soldiers, or all of them are ninth-grade martial artists, or even eighth-rank martial artists, the strength exerted is completely two concepts.

The weakest person in the Three Thousand Shenwu Mansion back then was also the ninth grade.

If you are not afraid of death, you can overcome every battle.

But in any case, if you follow this mark, it is very likely that you will find the location of the lord of the Great Wilderness Village, and the Lord of the Great Wilderness Village is very likely to be one of the Seven Nights of the White Tiger, and it is the absolute high-level position in the White Tiger Hall second only to the hall master and the deputy hall master.

Wang Anfeng's expression regained his composure, turned around and walked back, accompanied by the sound of his footsteps, the fragments of the scabbard that had just shattered to the ground floated silently, and then spliced together, converging the huge sword qi of the wooden sword that soared into the sky, and it still looked ordinary and simple.

Then the wooden sword slowly turned into a streamer and disappeared.

He walked in front of Lu Yingbo and the three of them, nodded to Gu Tianhan and the two, looked at Lu Yingbo tightly with a pair of eyes, and said:

"Did you, remember something......?"

Lu Yingbo's body trembled slightly, she raised her head, her beautiful face was pale and full of pain, and she murmured:

"I made a big mistake."

"Why did I take this for granted?"

Wang Anfeng's expression changed when he heard this, and he said:

"What did you think of?!"

Lu Yingbo smiled miserably and muttered:

"The truth of the twenty years of looting in the Great Wilderness Village."

"So much gold, enough to tear the earth and seal the king, that is indeed the conspiracy of the White Tiger Hall, but it is not the White Tiger Hall, even the person just now never knows this."

"It's because I'm in charge of this that I know a little bit."

"All that gold, all of it was transported to the Golden Horde."

Wang Anfeng's pupils contracted suddenly.

"The Golden Horde?!"

At this moment, even a frivolous person like Gu Tianhan felt a chill in his limbs.

The Golden Horde Empire, this is the saying of the Western Regions, because their emperors never built palace complexes, their emperors were brave and warlike warriors, and their emperors gave orders in the Golden Horde and controlled the vast land outside the northern frontier of Great Qin, where the people were rough and heroic, both men and women, were warriors on horseback.

The Huns, as the countries of the Central Plains call their old enemies for thousands of years.

Huns.

Wang Anfeng felt that his mood had fluctuated violently, and in his mind, one thing after another came to mind, including the appearance of the White Tiger Hall in the Western Regions, including the expulsion by Great Qin, and some of the remaining nobles of the Six Kingdoms still wandering in the Western Regions, including the situation at this moment in Great Qin twenty years after the war, and even the situation in the Central Plains......

Everything pointed to a result, which made his breathing a little heavy, and said:

"That's, military spending?"

Lu Yingbo's face turned pale and nodded.

Wang Anfeng got up, holding a long sword, turned around suddenly, Lu Yingbo grabbed his right hand, and said:

"What are you going to do?"

"What to do? Return to Daqin immediately, what else can you do?! ”

Lu Yingbo's body trembled slightly, but he shook his head firmly and said:

"You have to do another thing now, which is what I am responsible for in the country of rest, that thing, only that thing must not fall into the hands of the Huns, otherwise things will deteriorate."

"That would most likely add a true peerless to the Golden Horde's great generals."

"What did you say?!"

"Because that sword has been the seventh divine soldier since ancient times, and now among the known divine soldiers, the highest sword, the ancient Zhanlu, is at the ancient ruins of Loulan, eight hundred miles north of Anxi."

Wang Anfeng's voice was silent, and then he said:

"You say, what is in the ancient city of Loulan?"

Lu Yingbo thought that he couldn't hear clearly under the shock, and said again:

"Zhan Lu Sword."

Wang Anfeng's body was a little stiff.

Zhan Lu sword, the world's famous sword ranked second.

Divine Soldier of the Ages, ranked seventh on the list.

Among the known divine weapons, the highest one, as the weapon corresponding to the concept of [Emperor Rendao], was considered by Qin Tianjian to be the 'reflection' of 'Zi Weixing' in the world, and it was forged by the hands of the world's first craftsman, and it was 'Heavenly Emperor and it', not 'manpower'.

Its status, even more in the aftermath of Fen VI, whipped the world, on behalf of the [Great Qin Domineering] Tai'a Sword, among the sword weapons, the supreme character, only at the beginning of the Central Plains Imperial Road, whether it exists or not belongs to the mystery of the Xuanyuan Sword.

These are the world's perceptions of this sword, and the legend is not clear from the truth.

In Wang Anfeng's eyes, it also has another identity, which gives these three words a certain temperature.

Because its previous owner, the name was Wang Tiance.

PS: Today's second update is presented~

It's still a standard chapter of 3,300 words.,I was going to send it together.,I found it unworkable.。