The blades were facing each other, and the tips of the knives, which condensed all the essence of the two of them, actually touched a piece. The blade of the knife was bent by the huge force of both sides, and then bounced off each other, the sound of horses' hooves was urgent, and the two passed by, glaring at each other angrily.

The war horses are staggered, and when the horse's buttocks want to touch, the red rabbit horse looks over and is nearly a foot taller than the Dawan horse. The Guan Gong Holy Soul's calf was forced, clamping the horse's belly, and the red rabbit horse also understood, the hind hooves were beaten, the front hooves were erected, and the mane was fluttering. Guan Gong Holy Soul stepped on the stirrup, took advantage of the situation to slash the Qinglong knife downward, and then rounded the big knife with both hands, twisted and shouted: "Drag the knife style."

This move dragged the knife style, and from behind it used a mountain-splitting pocket to slash down at Yan Liang's battle spirit, not only borrowing horsepower and waist power, but also being more sudden and faster. That Yan Liang's battle spirit looked back, frightened, and in a hurry, he only had time to make a big sword, and barely made a move of the overlord to carry the tripod, and fought upward.

"......", there was a louder bang, the dragon scale knife, unexpectedly disconnected, and the green dragon knife, castration was not exhausted, the knife flashed, and directly split the back half of the big horse's body into two petals.

"Yu Yu ......", Da Wan Ma continued to rush forward, the good horse was psychic, endured severe pain, and took Yan Liang's battle soul away from the sword shroud of Guan Gong's holy soul, and finally couldn't bear it, his legs flicked out, and he fell down violently, blood splashed, skin and flesh rolled up, and liver and sausage dragged to the ground.

Yan Liang's battle spirit sat unsteadily, and also fell to the ground, even the helmet on his head fell off, and his long hair was scattered, but he couldn't care about it much, got up, knelt a few steps, and hugged the head of Dawan horse in the past, sticking to its neck, and saw that Aiqi was dying, and immediately burst into tears.

The Dawan horse had already closed his eyes, as if he had smelled the smell of his master, and tried to open his eyes, grinding the face of Yan Liang's battle spirit with his head, and then raised his head and let out a long sad cry of "Yu Yu ......", the horse's head was crooked, and there was no sound.

Since the two sides have agreed to fight with martial arts, even if it is a concrete soul, the trauma will be irreversible like reality, and if it is dead, it is dead, this is the convention of the Great Dao in the underworld.

has never been on the battlefield, no one can understand a general's feelings for the war horse that accompanies him from birth to death, which is an emotional sustenance for his battlefield career. Moreover, Yan Liang's fighting spirit, knowing that he had lost again, silently let go of his hands and stood up, but it seemed that he had suddenly aged dozens of years, and his original mountain-like backbone was bent.

Yan Liang's battle soul fist was clenched, only to feel disheartened for a while, and suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, which was across his neck, and wanted to break it by himself.

"Second brother, you. After appearing, the Wen Chou General who didn't say a word hurriedly spoke to stop it.

"Yan Liang, what are you going to do?" the man in the strong suit shouted. Then he took out a piece of iron coupons and slammed it the stone tablet beside him. I didn't see any sound, and the battle spirit of Yan Liang turned back into light smoke with a "sigh" and was sucked back into the stone stele.

Guan Gong Holy Soul just now, he is the closest "person" to Yan Liang's battle soul, if he comes to the rescue, it should be possible to prevent Yan Liang's battle soul from killing himself. But he didn't make a move, firstly, Yan Liang could be regarded as a well-deserved death, and secondly, Guan Gong's holy soul would never talk lightly about benevolence and righteousness to the enemy.

It's just that he saw that the iron coupon in the hand of the man in the strong suit was able to detain Yan Liang's war spirit, he frowned, his face was frosted, and he said in a cold voice: "Your Yuan family, this is how you treat the former retainers?" He and Yan Liang are not heroes, but they can't see his soul being abused so badly.

After Guan Gong Shengsoul finished speaking, he picked up his knife and dismounted, and then slowly walked towards the man in the strong suit. Before the person arrived, the unconcealed anger was mixed with great soul energy, and the man in the strong suit felt that his soul thoughts were about to stop, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to take a step back. As a descendant of Yuan Shao, as the Tianjiao of the former Central Plains overlord-level family, he has his pride and dignity.

"Guan Yunchang, what else do you want?" Wen Chou Zhan Soul stepped forward and blocked the way of Guan Gong's Holy Soul. Just now, the old servant of Huafa secretly rumored that he would take down Ling Lang on the side while Guan Gong's Holy Soul and Yan Liang's Battle Soul were fighting. But he is a famous general of the ugly generation, although he is dead, he still disdains to do this. At this time, seeing that Guan Gong's holy soul had the intention of killing "people", as the former general of the Yuan family, and the contract of the soul envoy was involved, he had to stand up for reason.

"Wen Xianxian, you'd better leave, otherwise, Hugh blames Guan for being ruthless, he killed you once back then, and today it can also make you lose your soul. "Today, Guan Gong's soul returned to his hometown, and he felt a lot, after a thousand years, he saw the "old man" again, but he almost forced Yan Liang's soul to death. At this time, when facing the soul of the ugly general, it is inevitable that he will feel compassion, so he will say "persuasion".

Wen Chou General Soul did not speak, he was self-aware, and he knew that he was not the opponent of Guan Gong Holy Soul, but he did not move half a step away.

Guan Gong's holy soul shook, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted coldly: "Do you really not retreat?"

General Wen Chou's soul still didn't make a sound, and he also slapped the iron gun in his hand, holding his head high, clearly choosing to die and not retreat.

"Okay, good, you slave soul that feeds on the soul should no longer exist in the world, I will let you turn Wen Xian into a wisp of vitality today and return to heaven and earth. After speaking, the big knife was another mountain splitting style, slashing down obliquely, with great momentum and strength, and the power was not amazing.

The soul of the ugly general did not sit still, held the iron spear, shook a spear, and was not afraid of death, so he was about to step forward to block.

"Bang Bang ......", a white light, the last one came first, but it was the man in the strong suit who took back the iron coupon, and Yan Liang's battle spirit rushed out again. , he and Wen Chou were friends of life and death, although he himself had the heart to die, but he couldn't bear to watch his brother-in-law suffer. With this flying blow, he had already exerted twelve points of strength, and he actually shocked Guan Gong's holy soul back two steps.

Guan Gong's holy soul was furious in his heart, and he rebuked angrily in his mouth: "No matter what, you can't be free after death, so let Guan disappear." "For a while, the blue light was thick, and Bai Lian was like a horse, but he had already used his soul energy, and he planned not to keep his hand again.

Yan Liang's battle soul and Wen Chou glanced at each other's souls, and then hurriedly raised their swords and guns, and greeted each other together.

The big knife flew up, and there was a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, roaring out, and the iron spear was like rain, and there were black-haired hedgehogs, ready to pounce with the situation. How could Guan Gong's holy soul be afraid? Behind him, the hundred-zhang green dragon suddenly appeared, opened its bloody mouth and pounced, facing two fierce beasts as big as buffaloes, swinging their tails, dancing their claws and horns, and they were able to gain the upper hand.

The three of them were fighting, and the knives flashed in the field, and the shadows of the guns were heavy. Guan Gong Holy Soul blocked left and right, and went back and forth with Yan Liangwen for more than ten rounds, which also suppressed the opponent to death. However, I only saw the green dragon, but there was no ancient tree and giant tree, no matter how desperate Guan Gong's holy soul said in his mouth, no matter how angry he was in his heart, he still couldn't kill him after all.

And at this moment, suddenly from a distance flew to count things, like a meteor streaked across the night sky. When I looked closer, it was a pagoda with two swords. The whole body of the tower is like jade, and the body of the tower is entangled with nine dragons, and the pair of swords are crossed with each other, and the treasure is full of light, one is blue and one is purple.

"Linglong Relic Pagoda, Shushan Purple and Blue Double Swords. The man in the suit exclaimed in surprise when he saw the treasures.

The blue and purple twin swords turned into a dragon and cut to the hundred zhang green dragon, and the Linglong Pagoda turned into the size of an ordinary stone tower, six zhang high and three zhang wide, and it was about to go under the hood of Ling Lang.

Seeing this, Guan Gong's holy soul shouted angrily: "Rats dare?" With the force in his hand, he waved his knife to force Yan Liangwen to retreat. With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the towering ancient wood appeared in front of Ling Lang, and then soared into the sky, knocking the exquisite pagoda into the sky thousands of miles in the sky. The body of the pagoda with flashing light suddenly seemed to have been hit hard, and it became much darker, and even the slightest crack appeared on the tower. Seeing that the giant tree was powerful, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he directly shrunk to the size of a palm and flew back

The purple and green swords were extremely vicious, swept in front of the green dragon, and as soon as the two swords were closed, one of the horns on the green dragon's head was cut off. "Ang ......", Qinglong was in pain, he couldn't care about the tiger and the pig, he shrank back, but the purple and green swords did not give up, and they had to catch up.

Yan Liangwen and the ugly two souls, the soul moved, and instead of taking advantage of the void, he stopped the two fierce beasts, and the sword and gun also stopped attacking at the same time. I only saw the man in the power suit and the old servant with Huafa next to him, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

Guan Gong's holy soul retreated, and shouted again: "Ping'er, smash me." Guan Ping, the green robe and silver armor, appeared, and without saying a word, he raised the official seal in his hand, the golden light was brilliant, and with a "bang", it smashed into the middle of the purple and green double sword body. The purple and green swords were suddenly smashed into a sword body separation, each of them screamed sadly, and then seemed to be attracted by the master of the magic weapon, and wanted to escape.

Guan Gong's holy soul was still willing to let go, the soul body flashed, and he came to the pair of swords, the green dragon knife swept away, the sword light was like a bend and a half moon, faster than lightning, and the purple and green double swords "crackled", shattered into silver powder, and sprinkled on the ground. The silver powder shone brightly, and there were two tiny white lights in it, and with a snort, they fled quickly.

Guan Gong's holy soul waved his hand to summon the red rabbit, rode his horse and whipped, and was about to chase down, wanting to make even the master of the sword become a dead soul under the sword.

"Fellow Daoist, wait. A clear drink suddenly sounded.