With a finger of the sword qi that was killed by the Soul Destroying Sword, several guards around He Liancheng shook their bodies and took a step back, only He Liancheng stood still.

However, although his face did not change, he was secretly shocked in his heart.

This soul destroying sword is one of the top ten famous swords today, but unfortunately because the murderous spirit is too heavy, with a little evil, only when the person who uses the sword also has the aura to compete with the sword itself, this sword will exert its greatest power, so for a long time, the soul destroying sword has been despised by those who claim to be elegant and righteous, since this sword has been handed down, there are very few people who can control this sword, and it has disappeared in the past hundred years, and has never appeared.

Unexpectedly, this Soul Destroying Sword was actually stored in the Xuanwang Mansion, and Meng Yuanheng could actually exert the power of this sword to this extent!

In the face of Meng Yuanheng's aggressive and murderous aura, He Liancheng sneered coldly and said quietly: "King Xuan is really joking, your woman is gone, you don't have to find her, forget it, but you came here to ask General Ben, what is the reason?" ”

Meng Yuanheng didn't pay attention to He Liancheng's cynicism, but just stepped forward, his tone was even colder, and the killing aura of the Soul Destroying Sword in his hand was even worse.

"Hand over the king's Mo'er!"

"Meng Yuanheng, General Ben admires your courage, but you broke into my He family's army camp alone, and pointed your sword at General Ben and asked me to hand over Princess Xuan, is it too blind?" He Liancheng also took a step forward and said in a cold voice.

Meng Yuanheng is as cold as jade, and He Liancheng is resolute and handsome, but the two of them are equally tall and domineering. Two men who were on par with each other, separated by a blood-glittering ancient sword, stood solemnly, and neither of them flinched at all.

The cold light shining on the blade of the sword reflected the eyes of the two of them that were also as cold as ice.

Suddenly, a white shadow shot at Meng Yuanheng from the sky, as fast as lightning.

The little obedient landed on Meng Yuanheng's shoulder and squeaked at him a few times.

Meng Yuanheng glanced sideways at Xiao Ling, but a pair of eyes that were even more scarlet after the killing showed obvious disappointment, his thin lips opened lightly, and he muttered as if talking to himself: "Isn't Mo'er here?" ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to the so many Beidi soldiers around him who were eyeing him, and he obviously didn't bother to investigate whether He Liancheng deliberately lured him to the barracks under the pretense of Shen Qianmo's name, and he wanted to leave this place after putting away the Soul Destroying Sword.

Now that Mo'er is confirmed that he is not here, what is he still doing here? Although he is on the rise of killing, he also intuitively hates He Liancheng, but the matter of finding Mo'er is much more important than killing, and he will not delay the business.

Mo'er must be in this Dading City, so everything will wait for him to find Mo'er. He couldn't wait to see her.

He Liancheng saw that Meng Yuanheng didn't squint and wanted to use light skills to leave by himself, his face changed in anger, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Meng Yuanheng! Do you think the He Jiajun camp is a place where you can come and go whenever you want? Give it to me! ”

With a wave of his hand, thousands of soldiers in armor and full armor rushed towards Meng Yuanheng from all corners of the camp, quickly forming an impregnable encirclement around him.

These are the "Owls" trained by He Liancheng himself.

Although in Jinyang Pass, Xiaoying was defeated by the Feiyun riders. But at this moment, Meng Yuanheng is only single-handed, no matter how strong his martial arts are, no matter how deep his internal strength is, and how unfathomable his cultivation is, he only has two hands.

When Meng Yuanheng saw this battle, his sword eyebrows furrowed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his killing intent suddenly appeared.

These people are damn to have delayed his search for Mo'er!

He didn't want to fight at the moment, he just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. But right now, if he wants to leave smoothly, he is bound to go on a killing spree.

As soon as Meng Yuanheng made up his mind, he immediately put it into action. His tall and thin figure swayed, his black figure was like a ghost, so fast that it was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye, and the Soul Exterminating Sword in his hand cut through the sky like a streamer, and the sword aura was cold and solemn, making people tremble.

Under the siege of thousands of owl eagles, he did not fall behind at all, but fell countless stumps and broken arms where his sword qi reached, and for a while, the He family's army camp screamed and screamed in pain, and the bloody atmosphere was pervasive.

He Liancheng watched the battle quietly, but his sharp eyes were full of gloom.

How high is Meng Yuanheng's martial arts?

The Beidi soldiers who were watching on the sidelines were also frightened by Meng Yuanheng's martial arts. These were all the most powerful soldiers in Beidi, and even in the He family's army, but they were so vulnerable in front of this silver-haired man.

A few drops of blood splashed everywhere occasionally spilled on Meng Yuanheng's pale and emaciated handsome face, adding a bit of ruthlessness and bloodthirsty cruelty. At this moment, in the eyes of these onlookers Beidi soldiers, this silver-haired man is simply a devil!

"Shoot the arrows!" He Liancheng's eyes were like torches, and he ordered in a cold voice.

Today, if Meng Yuanheng is allowed to leave unharmed single-handedly, then where will he have the face of the He family?

Suddenly, arrows rained all around, all towards Meng Yuanheng's black figure. And the owl was wearing armor and was not afraid of the rain of arrows, so he did not stop attacking Meng Yuanheng.

"Look for death!" Meng Yuanheng sneered, a bloodthirsty cold light flashed in his eyes, it was obviously the rise of killing, and the Soul Exterminating Sword was obviously also infected by the sudden increase in the anger in his heart, the intent of killing was even worse than just now, the sword qi swung everywhere, and the feather arrows that were shot turned back and shot at the person who shot the arrow.

However, no matter how high Meng Yuanheng's martial arts are, no matter how murderous the Soul Destroying Sword is, he will be outnumbered after all. He Liancheng is not an idle person, the combat effectiveness of the owl eagle he trained with his own hands is not weak, in the face of Meng Yuanheng's strong attack, they quickly adjusted their formation and began to resist stubbornly, so Meng Yuanheng was difficult to break through for a while, and the feather arrows flying like rain in the sky inevitably shot at him.

When Yun Fei and Yan Mo came in with hundreds of dark guards and shadow guards from outside the gate, they saw Meng Yuanheng, who was red-eyed, snapping a feather arrow that hit his left arm, wielding the Soul Destroying Sword and throwing himself into the fight again.

And at his feet, there were countless corpses of Beidi soldiers.

"Meng Yuanheng!" Yun Fei came up to him and shouted angrily.

Fortunately, he shouted first, so that Meng Yuanheng recovered a little bit and saw the person clearly. Otherwise, it is difficult to guarantee that Meng Yuanheng will not kill him with a sword like he did with those Beidi soldiers.

He put away his sword, glanced at the dark guard, and said unhappily, "Who wants you to have a lot of trouble? ”

Yun Fei was so angry that he almost vomited blood. How dare you dislike them? If they hadn't arrived in time, you'd have been shot into a hedgehog by He Liancheng.

He couldn't care about the difference between dignity and inferiority in a fit of anger, grabbed Meng Yuanheng's collar, and shouted angrily: "Don't you go quickly, do you want to die here and not go to Qianmo?" ”

Hearing Shen Qianmo's name, Meng Yuanheng instantly regained his senses. He glanced around, the guards had already relieved him of the siege, and the battle with the owl had begun, and the rain of arrows in the sky was gradually thinning, perhaps the feathered arrows were almost finished, or the archers were decreasing.

After the killing just now, he felt that the tyrannical aura in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot, and now that the long sword stopped, he also faintly felt a little tired.

In fact, he is not such a disproportionate person, he has no intention of fighting again, even if Yun Fei and they don't come, if they fight for a while, he will leave.

Patting away Yun Fei's hand holding his collar, he glanced at him coldly, and spit out two words with an expressionless face: "Let's go." ”

Before the words fell, he took the lead and flew away outside the camp.

Seeing the black figure of Meng Yuanheng walking away without hesitation, Yun Fei was stunned, and he was almost angry.

What is this guy going to do now, do you think that this camp of the He family army is his Xuanwang Mansion, and he can come and go freely?

Glancing at Yan Mo, who also had a not very good-looking face, he gritted his teeth and ordered the dark guards and shadow guards who were engaged in battle: "Don't be in love, retreat quickly." ”

More than a few hundred people fought and retreated, and it didn't take long for all of them to evacuate from the barracks.

"General, do you want to catch up?" A general beside He Liancheng saw that Meng Yuanheng had no one in his eyes and came and went freely, so he didn't take them seriously at all, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"No, you don't." He Liancheng's face turned pale, but he raised his hand to stop the army's intention to catch up.

Originally, he designed to lure Meng Yuanheng into the barracks, not because he wanted his life, but more to teach him a lesson, and at the same time to explore his reality.

He hadn't played in seven years, and he just wanted to see how far he was from him.

But he didn't expect Meng Yuanheng's martial arts to be so high, I am afraid that there are very few people in the world who can match him, and himself, if he fights alone, he should not be his opponent.

It's not about cultivation, it's about the mind. For example, this Soul Destroying Sword, if it was in his hand, it would not have been able to exert such great power, just because he lacked the ruthless murderous aura that could almost destroy the world in his heart.

But so what, wars between countries are never decided by the strength of one person, by killing hundreds of soldiers, but the important thing is the contest between national strength and popular will.

And Meng Yuanheng is now raising an army to commit treason, break away from Dasheng, and occupy a corner of the northwest.

What's more, in the battle just now, Meng Yuanheng was also injured a lot, and it seemed that it would take a long time to recuperate.

For some reason, seeing Meng Yuanheng being shot by one feather arrow, he felt that the feeling of depression and resentment in his heart had been reduced a little.

Xu is that he has an impulsive temperament since he was a child, and his father often warned him before his death that he must not be brave in a moment, so the same is true for revenge.

His purpose has been achieved. And the woman ...... is still waiting for Meng Yuanheng to save him.

So, let him leave like this, it's okay......