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Qin Zheng's eyes were about to split, and he turned his head to Qin Yin and said, "Ninth brother, the time has come, you and I will quickly send troops and work together to kill these three thousand dragoons!"

Qin Yin arched his hand at him, frowned and said: "Sixth brother, the Great Chu dragoons are coming very fiercely, it is better for you to lead 200,000 troops to meet them head-on, and then I will lead 200,000 troops to cover and kill from the side, so that if you attack from both sides, you will definitely win!"

Qin Zheng groaned slightly, and said loudly: "It's okay! I will lead the 200,000 troops to meet the 3,000 dragoons first, and then you will go up!"

He turned his head and said to Wang Yu and Lin Yusheng: "The dragoons are fierce and fierce, you two will stay first, and then go up with His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes!"

The military order was like a mountain, Wang Yu didn't dare to say much, so he had to bow down on the horse with Lin Yusheng and answer: "Obey!"

Qin Zheng circled the horse's head and waved the Chiyan Sword in his hand, and the 200,000 troops behind him suddenly shouted and screamed to the sky, followed Qin Zheng, and rushed towards the three thousand dragoons. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nangong Wan'er, who was sitting on the top of the earth mountain watching the battle, waved her hand, and more than a dozen Chu army trumpeters walked out from behind her, raised the horn trombone in their hands, and whined.

When the three thousand dragoons heard the trumpet, they quickly divided into three teams, led by three commanders, and rushed towards Qin's 200,000-strong army.

The speed of these three teams of dragoons was several times faster than the speed of the 200,000 Great Qin Iron Cavalry, and they attacked together, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the 200,000 Qin army like a horse herder.

Five dragoons rushed in front of Qin Zheng, raised the Xuantie long sword in their hands, and stabbed at Qin Zheng together.

Qin Zhenghu's eyes widened, and he carried the vitality in the dantian, and the Chiyan Sword in his hand swung towards the five Xuantie long swords, a red light flashed, and the five Xuantie swords were cut into two pieces by the Chiyan Sword in unison.

Qin Zheng immediately backhanded his sword and cut the five dragoons into two pieces, and planted the dead bodies under the horses.

Instead of fleeing, the five dragon horses opened their bloody mouths and bit at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng's hand was like lightning, and he connected the five swords with a brush, cutting off the dragons of the five dragon horses one by one.

He was able to kill for a while, and the yuan liquid in the dantian was agitated, and a faint red light appeared around his body, and in the blink of an eye, he killed several dragoons.

At this time, there was a whining horn sound on the top of the earth mountain, and the dragoons divided into three thousand people quickly divided into thirty hundred teams, and among the 200,000 troops led by Qin Zheng, they came and went like the wind, galloping vertically and horizontally, invincible, and the 200,000 Qin troops immediately fell into the downwind.

Only Qin Zheng rode his horse and danced his sword, rushing back and forth against the dragoons, and those fierce dragoons were killed by him with men and horses.

But more and more dragoons gathered on his side, slowly surrounding him in the middle.

He was undaunted, he rose to his might, the red flame sword in his hand flashed red, and the broken sword of the dark iron sword that stabbed at him around him flew sideways, and the severed limbs and remnants of the dragoons also scattered together.

Blood quickly splattered all over Qin Zheng's body, slowly soaking through the bright red robe on his body.

After a pillar of incense, he had killed two or three hundred dragoons alone!

But there were still more dragoons rushing at him like crazy.

The faint red light from his body gradually dimmed.

Although these dragoons are only equivalent to the cultivation of the disciples of the early stage of the Xuantian Sect's Xiaocheng Realm, but riding a dragon horse and holding the Xuantie long sword, they are extremely fierce one by one, although Qin Zheng is a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation realm, but such a fierce battle has also consumed a lot of vitality in the body.

At this moment, more than a dozen black long swords stabbed at him at the same time again.

Qin Zheng waved the Chiyan Sword in his hand, "snorted" a few times, and cut off several long swords, but suddenly with a "dang" sound, the Chiyan Sword intersected with a jet-black long sword, and the long sword was not damaged at all!

Qin Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately saw that the jet-black long sword was different from the other dark iron long swords, it was a spirit sword that had been carefully refined.

The samurai with this jet-black sword in his hand rode on top of the dragon horse, and although his armor was the same as that of other dragoon warriors, his face was withered and his face was as pale as a dead man!

Just as Qin Zheng was stunned, the remaining seven Xuantie long swords stabbed at his body together.

The already dim red light on his body suddenly flashed, and the seven dark iron long swords failed to pierce his body.

Qin Zheng was already a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation realm, and he had vitality to protect his body, although the Xuantie Sword was hard and sharp, it was still an ordinary weapon, and it couldn't hurt him.

He immediately roared angrily, the Chiyan Sword swung out with his backhand, a dazzling red light flashed, and the seven Xuantie long swords were cut off by Qi Qi, and the seven dragoons and dragons and horses flew with flesh and blood, and died unexpectedly.

But in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Xuantie long swords stabbed at him along with the jet-black spirit sword.

Qin Zheng swung the Red Flame Sword and cut off several Xuantie long swords, but he was blocked by the jet-black spirit sword, and the remaining seven long swords stabbed at him from behind.

As soon as he used his vitality to protect his body, he suddenly felt that one of the long swords stabbing at him was very different from the other long swords, and he couldn't help but be startled in his heart, and quickly turned around to dodge.

Six Darkiron swords stabbed at him in unison, but he was unharmed.

The long sword that had been stabbing at the back of his heart stabbed into his left shoulder with a "poof".

It was also a jet-black spirit sword, and although the person holding the sword was also dressed as an ordinary dragoon, he was short and fat, and his face was dead, like a dead man.

Qin Zheng shouted "ah", endured the severe pain, and stabbed the short and fat man with a backhand sword.

The short and fat man hurriedly pulled out the spirit sword that pierced Qin Zheng's left shoulder and dodged it backwards.

Blood suddenly gushed out from the wound on Qin Zheng's left shoulder.

The vitality in his body also leaked out.

But the dragoons who surrounded him and the two living dead who were mixed in with spirit swords in their hands refused to give him the slightest respite, and stabbed at him with their long swords......

All this, Wang Yu and Lin Yushang rode on horses, and they saw it really clearly.

Wang Yu was so anxious that he stepped forward, came to Qin Yin's side, and arched his hand: "His Royal Highness the Sixth Emperor is under siege and in danger, I implore His Royal Highness the Nine Emperors to send troops quickly!"

Qin Yin turned his head to look at him, frowned and snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Ignorant and arrogant, do you want to give orders to His Highness? The time has not yet come, give me a quick retreat!"

Wang Yu couldn't help but be furious.

He turned his head to look at Qin Zheng on the battlefield, and saw that he was surrounded by hundreds of dragoons in the middle, his left shoulder was bleeding nonstop, and he was still fighting hard, but the vitality in his body seemed to be gradually insufficient, and he was already in danger.

The 200,000 troops he led had also been slaughtered by the dragoons, and gradually showed signs of defeat.

Wang Yu turned his head to look at Qin Yin.

Qin Yin sat on the horse, his face expressionless, and he still didn't have the slightest intention of sending troops.

Wang Yu gritted his teeth, glared at him fiercely, and showed the blue light and fierce axe in his right palm, and slammed his legs between the hips of the horse, and the horse neighed, like an arrow off the string, carrying him galloping towards the battlefield.

Lin Yushang hurriedly shouted: "Wang Yu, don't be reckless, Qin Protector just ordered us to follow His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes!"

Wang Yu turned a deaf ear to Lin Yusheng's words, the demonic blood in his body was boiling at the moment, he was filled with righteous indignation, and rushed into the chaotic army without looking back.

A dragoon, wielding a sword, rushed towards him.

The dragon horse ran fast, and the dragoon rushed in front of Wang Yu in the blink of an eye, and stabbed Wang Yu in the chest with a long sword.

Wang Yu's eyes widened angrily, and he carried the vitality in the dantian, and the axe in his hand became several times larger.

He raised the wheel-sized axe and roared, and the blue light flashed in front of the dragoon's eyes, and even the dragon horse with the dark iron long sword was split in half by him with an axe.

Wang Yu jumped on his horse and slashed his axe and rushed towards the hundreds of dragoons surrounding Qin Zheng......