The stars sprinkled the brilliance of the day, which was obscured by the sun's rays, and the field was as bright as day. The original presumptuous monsters seem to have disappeared in this vicinity, because there is a terrifying battle going on below, which frightened them into shrinking and hiding.

Under all kinds of shouts and screams, a carriage four or five meters high, extremely wide and made of more than 1,000 years of golden silk nanmu, all kinds of carved pendants and lines all show the wealth and luxury of the owner of the horse, but also with an elegant atmosphere...... This luxurious carriage was pulled by six majestic white galloping beasts without any hair, but at this time it was the center of the battlefield.

On one side, more than a dozen yellow-clothed warriors surrounded the carriage, resisting the siege of dozens of black-clothed warriors. From time to time, people on both sides fell, and dozens of people fell on the ground, among which there were more people in black and fewer warriors in yellow......

"Miss, what should we do now? This is the Yin Canyon bandit of Wunan Province, who is notoriously ruthless, and there are almost no survivors under him, if they catch us, we will be miserable. A delicate little girl dressed in pink and dressed as a fourteen or fifteen maid in the carriage said anxiously, her eyebrows full of worry and fear.

Sitting in the carriage was a woman in her twenties wearing a pale yellow dress, her face was like a March peach blossom, her willow leaves and thin eyebrows, her straight nose, and her round lips had a charm and charm. ”

"Miss, what do you mean we should do? The people in the Yin Canyon are so terrifying, it's too late for us to escape if we don't find a way to escape. The little girl saw that her master was still saying these useless words at this time, and her heart was even more anxious.

"This Wunan Province, a few masters in the Yin Canyon have been rampant in Wunan for a year or two, almost invincible, this wilderness or can't escape at night, and there is no savior, what else can be done. Alas, although the Battle Earth Mercenary Regiment is also very powerful, after all, not the whole regiment is here, there is only one ninth-order deputy head and two seventh-order stewards, and it is not enough to deal with the Yin Canyon where the whole regiment attacks, but it's a pity......"

"It's also my mistake, I never thought that this Yin Canyon would be so rampant and dare to attack us and the Battlefield Mercenary Group, aren't they afraid of retaliation......"

The woman in the pale yellow dress didn't seem to worry too much, but frowned from time to time and thought carefully, making people want to kiss Fang Ze's ruddy mouth and said slowly.

"haha, it is worthy of the singer Murong of the three kingdoms of Wuyuan, Qi Yun and Tiele. Although our Yin Canyon is adventurous, but Wu Nan has not been very peaceful recently, as long as the hands and feet are clean, we can kiss Fang Ze to Murong and everyone, this is a risk. Do you think so? ”

"Yes, I want to see what the taste of Murong everyone, who is fallen for countless generations of heroes in the Three Kingdoms."

"It must be cool, haha."

"It is said that performing arts does not sell oneself, I don't know if it's true? actually caused a storm and waves, how is this different from other women? ”

A gruff voice rang out, echoing the other men in black nearby.

I saw that the owner of the voice was holding a ghost-headed broadsword, and the snow was cold under the night light, and the broadsword seemed to be as easy as chopsticks and straw under his hand, waving it casually without any gap, and the wind accompanied by the fierce sword light towards the opponent, and the opponent kept retreating. In the face of such a knife technique, the opponent wanted to rely on flexible body skills to dodge and open the distance, but he couldn't, and every time he made yellow palm prints under the night sky, he could resist the sword light of the ghost-headed broadsword.

"The green mid-level snow remnant knife has been practiced to the realm of supernatural transformation, and the attack is ferocious and ruthless, without interruption, without gaps, easy but flawless, and powerful." The woman in the pale yellow dress in the carriage Murong said.

"Haha, Murong, everyone really knows me, it seems that we have a lot in common. Wait until I solve these miscellaneous things, and then the two of them will catch up tonight. The rough man with the ghost-headed knife in his hand said.

"It's strange to believe you!"

Murong everyone secretly said in their hearts, she didn't believe that she had sacrificed so many brothers for herself and offended so many Shili sons. If the other party dares to take risks against himself, he must have other plans.

Thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly, her eyebrows flashed with joy, and she said coquettishly outside: "The little woman Murong Qing passed through Wunan, and encountered thieves robbing here, whether the hero could help, Murong Qing was grateful." ”

"Who? I am the head of the blood ghost sword hexagram in the Yin Canyon, and I will repay my brother for a convenient time. The face of the rough man with the ghost head knife changed, and he looked around and said.

"Below is the third leader of the Battlefield Mercenary Regiment, and the hero is invited to come to the rescue, and the Battlefield Mercenary Regiment will repay him afterwards." The opponent of the rough man with the ghost-headed knife, the middle-aged man with a long beard, took the opportunity to say in a free time.

At this time, the people on both sides stopped because of Liang Jing's arrival, and were wary of this unrestrained guest who had just arrived.

Although Liang Jing didn't hide his breath, he didn't expect to be discovered so soon, and glanced thoughtfully at the woman in the carriage. Immediately pressed the cloud head and fell towards the middle of the field, "Haha, I just made a breakthrough, and I was looking for someone to practice my hands, you don't have to worry about me, what should I do." ”

The rough man with the ghost head knife couldn't help but change his face when he saw the huge blood prison ghost dragon in mid-air, the power of this dragon beast was so terrifying, he felt uncomfortable with his opponent, looked at Liang Jing who was walking towards him, his face was cloudy, and he said again: "Please also ask this brother to make it convenient, brother, I have my own payment." ”

As he spoke, the rough man threw out a low-grade storage bag towards Liang Jing, and Liang Jing opened it to see that there were five bottles of pills marked with Yuan Qi Pill, ten pills in each bottle, a total of fifty pills.

Liang Jing knew that although there were not many items from Li Ergongzi and others, except for a few cheats and some weapons and equipment sundries, this kind of elixir was the most.

It is said that this elixir is on top of gold and silver, as the existence of a universal currency, 100 gold is equal to a Yuan Qi Pill, it is conceivable that the value of these Yuan Qi Pills is precious, this ghost head knife is a rough man's weight, and he really doesn't want to cause more trouble.

The Yuan Qi Pill is a universal pill in the Qi refining period, and most people use it after breaking through to the fourth order, which can speed up the cultivation speed of true qi, and almost everyone needs it during the Qi refining period, so it is regarded as a universal currency.

"I'll take this, but I'm here to fight, and you can do whatever you want after the fight." Saying that, Liang Jing took out the ancient sword that was used to absorb murderous qi on his back, and rushed towards the rough man with the ghost head knife.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that the other party actually took something and didn't do anything, and was so arrogant, the ghost-headed knife man was furious, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, did he really think that he didn't dare to kill him?

Does an eighth-order being think that a powerful dragon beast can be arrogant?

"Miss, this person is only the eighth order, can he beat that blood ghost knife? Why didn't he let the dragon beasts in the air make a move? How stupid. ”

Murong Qing frowned and said, "It is estimated that the core disciples of which family came out to experience and want to hone themselves." It's just that he was too careless, if something happened at such a close distance, the powerful dragon beast wouldn't be able to save him. ”

"Drink!"

Liang Jing's speed was fast, the whole person flew out like a cannonball, and the faint movement seemed to be a bit like the flight of the Roc, the speed was much faster than usual, dodging the snow-colored sword light emitted by the ghost head knife, and the ancient sword in his hand slashed towards the rough man.

"Huh? Why is it so similar to the Li family's King Peng's body method? It's just that the learning is so good that it's not even pure. Murong Qingdao.

That's right, Liang Jing used the [Peng Wang Body Method] green best body cheats found from Li Ergongzi's storage bag, but he was not even proficient in cultivation when he first cultivated.

"Kill!"

Although the ancient sword in his hand did not increase his attributes, Liang Jing found that when he used the [Wind Slashing Sword] sword technique, the true qi could be transmitted more haode, and it could also increase the power of the true qi attack, and the sharpness was even greater than before under the injection of true qi.

Call!

The sound of the storm rising in circles rose with Liang Jing's chopping.

The face of the ghost head knife man on the opposite side changed, and he felt a strong pressure, as if he was not facing swordsmanship but a continuous whistling storm, unable to resist, with a coercion of heaven and earth that made him change color for it, and there was a feeling of being constrained.

[Wind Slashing Sword] First Style, Storm!

The attacks are furious and continuous, as if they don't need to return to breath, and the fierce and endless attacks overwhelm the enemy.

Bang bang bang!

In the face of such an attack, the ghost head knife man was also strong and fearlessly attacked.

However, Liang Jing's super strong Liliang, with the blessing of sword intent, although only the true qi of the eighth order was weaker than that of the other party's ninth order. But it wasn't something he could resist, and after only two or three moves, he felt his hands numb and staggered back, and the snow remnant knife technique was not as easy and flawless as before.

"Come too!"

Liang Jing put his swordsmanship to the side with a happy face, and he wanted to see the lively three masters of the Battlefield Mercenary Regiment. The face of the three leaders of the war soil mercenary group changed, but he had to take action to resist, but he didn't expect that the enemy who was fighting and killed a moment ago has now become a comrade-in-arms who fights against the enemy together.

A feeling of crying and laughing rose in my heart.

Liang Jing didn't care so much, the divine will-level [Wind Slashing Sword] was used, and the five swordsmanship of Storm, Wind, Harmony, Windless, and Wind Resistant continued to be used, causing the two ninth-order masters to retreat again and again, embarrassed.

But this was the result of the mercy of his men, otherwise he would have been able to kill both of them a long time ago.

Zuihou had no choice but to even cover the six seventh-order and above masters in the field with swords, forcing them to join the battle group.

The storm of the storm, fierce and continuous......

The swiftness of the wind is sharp, deadly, and kills without a trace......

The breeze blows on the face, infinite killing, and the smile is easy and unconscious......

No wind......

Resisting the Wind......