It is also at the edge of the canyon, about thirty miles away from the battlefield, and there is a peak that is more than hundreds of zhang shorter. A handsome middle-aged man in white clothes and white hair, covered with bright silver armor, was fluttering, one step at a time, walking from the top of this low peak, and then looking at the battlefield ten miles away.

He didn't use any spiritual magic to enhance his eyesight, but it seemed that he could completely ignore the distance of dozens of miles. Shining brightly, watching the battle.

There was also a person standing beside him, who was ordered by Zong Shou. Weak water that left early. is also a long body, and he also looks silently into the distance.

And at the foot of this low peak, a flat ground was covered with fragmented corpses, roughly counted, a full eight thousand in size. They are all armed with sharp weapons, wearing black rune armor, and their bodies are all extremely strong. It can be seen that the combat strength must be not weak in life, but at this moment, they are all miserable.

In the middle of the corpses, there is a huge altar. Dozens of men dressed as spirit masters lay on the ground. There were no other injuries on the body, only the separation of the body and the head, without exception, were all severed with a knife.

Next to these corpses was a team of about a thousand knights. is also dressed in white and white hair, wearing silver armor, and the faces that are exposed are all handsome.

Strange to say, it is obviously a bright silver armor full of patterns and extremely bright and gorgeous, but it is not eye-catching. On the contrary, it makes these people have a faint and hazy feeling. If you mix in the crowd, you will probably ignore it at a glance.

The war horse that stepped down was also silver, similar to that of an ordinary wind horse. However, the skin is covered with a natural layer of silver scales.

The posture is graceful, and it is both light and robust. It is conceivable how fast these silver-armored war horses will gallop up.

A whole thousand horsemen, lined up in a neat procession, waited quietly at the foot of the mountain, and none of them showed impatience. Under the foot of Ling Shan, an atmosphere of solemnity was added. It's as if everyone is integrated into this environment, and each other is one.

"The one in the carriage is the son of the world? I haven't seen him for three years, and he has grown so tall. With you, he was really printed out of a mold. It's just that he knows that this place has been occupied by the Flame Mountain City of Cloud Defect Mountain City, and there are more than 400,000 garrisons. Why do you want to die here?"

First, with a deep look of incomprehension, he glanced at the car array from a distance, and when the middle-aged eyes of the silver armor included the entire battlefield into it, the light in his eyes rose.

It is completely different from the situation where he and the imaginary Zongshou and his companions fought to the death, and they needed to fight to the death. At this moment, the car array is clearly solid. Although there were tens of thousands of cavalry troops on the outside, they were often repelled by the crossbow arrows fired from the inside as soon as they approached.

Most of them are ordinary arrows, mixed with a few spirit arrows that can burst out of wind blades or flames. It can shoot a three-armed crossbow, but the power is so powerful. Just two dozen salvos at a time often kill dozens or hundreds of people.

Ten miles away, the situation near the coalition barracks was even more stunned.

I saw three thousand Xuanjia iron horsemen, like a stream of red iron, galloping across the enemy formation, rampage. 400,000 people could not stop even a moment.

Behind them, there were already pieces of corpses that had fallen.

Gray-haired, middle-aged, almost thought he was wrong. He shook his head violently, and looked at it carefully, only to find that the vision was still the same as before.

It's still the elite of the 1,000 Xuanjia Wind Dragon Riders and the 2,000 Xuanjia Iron Cavalry. In the midst of all armies, invincible.

And the corpses that have fallen are even more shocking.

Two thousand tigers and leopards to ride, one thousand black cloud dragon spearmen, and ten thousand black cloud spirit riders, these elites of Yunfang Mountain have actually been lost to this point. And over there, it was actually full of the corpses and remnants of the Flame Mountain Wind Chaser Armor Rider one by one

is obviously also experienced in a hundred battles, and the white-haired middle-aged man has his eyes closed, but in just a moment, he has already inferred eight or nine points from what happened before.

"On the side of the car formation, if it is expected to be good, it should be to use more than one hundred and fifty Wind Flame Explosion Arrows of the Gang Weapon Sect. Or the Ming Weapon Sect's Burning Arrow. The 3,000 armored cavalry should have defeated the 50,000 cavalry army of Yunfang Mountain on the left flank first, and then attacked the infantry army. Within a thousand breaths, five formations in a row!But why don't they use bows?"...,

When his eyes touched, the grass in front of the glaive array was full of arrows, and the middle-aged man realized something, but he gasped even more. It can only be used to continuously charge back and forth, forcing the opponent to interrupt without stopping with the bow "Set sail without watermark" crossbow. What kind of pressure should this have on the few people in charge of the army in Yunfang Mountain, so that it would be like this?

Then his eyes were completely attracted by the red-armored knight who was completely defeating the fifth black party formation.

It can slaughter 2,000 tigers and leopards and slaughter "Set sail without watermarks", breaking five formations in a row. Na Yang Xuan and a few people, I am afraid that Duo Duo has died in the hands of this arrogant and invincible Xuanjia knight.

And just now, he even saw with his own eyes that the corpse of the cloud-flawed mountain Mu Ling was provoked by this person's spear for fifty zhang, and the corpse was exploded and shattered in mid-air.

"The spear skills are exquisite, and the skills of rushing into battle are also nearly double that of me! This is clearly the talent of a great general! Where did the prince find this person, no wonder he is not afraid of the 400,000 troops of these two cities. But why should such a person follow the son?"

A series of questions surfaced in his mind. It's not easy to go to such talents. Even if it is the central dynasty that "sets sail without watermarks", it also has its place, and it only takes a few years to become a prince, so why should he serve under Zong Shou?

Then for a moment, the white-haired middle-aged man suddenly shrank his pupils again: "Purple Thunder Spear, this person, it is Purple Thunder Spear Sect Yuan! Weak water, did I guess wrong just now?"

The weak water was beside him, and he had been silently not speaking. Let this handsome middle-aged man talk to himself, only then did he turn his head, blink his eyes in surprise, and then nodded his head.

"Sure enough, it's him! This kid, I used to only say that he was just a good talent, my Tianhu clan, the first junior. Unexpectedly, he still rushed into battle! No wonder the king is so important to him!"

The white-haired middle-aged man's breathing was short, his hands were also bruised, his eyes were even more murderous, and his sight was like a blade, almost turning into substance.

"Weak water, this person, is he serving the son of the world now, or is he still serving the father and son of that sect?"

If such a person is still used by that Zongyang, no matter how important this son is to their Tianhu clan, he will kill him here!

The four veins of the earth wheel can be invincible on the battlefield. Stay for a few years. The entire east is adjacent to Yunlu, how many people can make it?

This time, the weak water showed a strange color. Thinking of that day, the situation in Jiefu City, it is estimated that it is impossible for Zong Yuan to work for that Zong Hao Zongyang father and son again. But to say that Zong Yuan has been taken in by Zong Shou for his own use, but it is not true, it seems that there is still some heat missing.

After pondering for a long time, Weak Shui replied very seriously: "Don't worry, the son of the world is very strong, very powerful!" and as if he was afraid that the other party would not believe it, he deliberately strengthened his language: "Stronger than you and me, much stronger!"

The white-haired middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and wondered if this answer, why are some bull's heads wrong with the horse's mouth? The prince has a body of two veins, and he can't practice. What exactly does it mean to say that it is strong, much stronger?

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"This Sect Origin is actually a peerless general!"

In a canyon, there was already a fourth person, who exclaimed and muttered. However, the face of the owner of this voice at this moment is as white as paper.

The male man leaned against the wooden railing, staring downward. The three thousand Xuanjia Iron Horsemen were only less than one hundred and forty zhang away from this wooden platform. There is only a black party formation of 5,000 people in Cloud Defect City in front, and there is also a 2,000-strong mad bear armor in the back.

Just looking at the situation, the morale is extremely low. The infantry soldiers in the phalanx of Cloud Flawed City were all desperate. Obviously, there is no confidence in being able to withstand the impact of this iron horse. It was only by relying on the discipline and obedience developed after a long period of training that it was supported, and the formation never collapsed.

And even under his command, the two thousand mad bear armorers were also a little apprehensive. These Flame Mountain's strongest elites are mentally tough, but at this moment, they don't have much fighting intent, more of a dignified color and a heart to fight to the death.

One by one, the bears are belligerent, and only when they face completely overwhelming opponents who feel invincible, they will only be like this!

"Damn! Damn! Mu Ling, Xie Nu, they are really incompetent! The three of them joined forces, and they couldn't kill a martial sect with four veins of the earth chakra! What use do I want them to do?"

The wind suddenly punched the wooden fence in front of him and shattered it.

Xiongkui came back to his senses and glanced to the side. Seeing that the other party was scolding, but the eyes were full of sadness, and there was a little bit of fear.

1. This prince of Yunfang Mountain, who has always been known for his strength, actually has fear!

Xiongkui didn't have the slightest intention of laughing, and in less than an instant, he picked three Xuanwu Grandmasters in a row, and he was also a little afraid. I'm afraid of the man in red armor and holding a purple gun, as if he is invincible!

"It's not that they're useless, it's that this sect is too strong!

Feng Yu snorted, walking back and forth on this high platform a little irritably, and then looked behind him: "Those spirit masters, what is going on? Why did you only send thunder, and there was no movement?"

"It's strange! I think something has happened. ”

In Xiongkui's chest, there was already a sense of foreboding at this moment, and there were bursts of palpitations. Not wanting to think about it, he diverted the topic and said, "The previous time, you could force him to his knees, why didn't you kill this Zongyuan?

"Then you have to be able to kill it!"

Feng Yu frowned, his fists were clenched tightly, and his gums were oozing blood, and he said: "No wonder that Zong Weiran, knowing that this son has been raised by Zong Yang, he still has to go all out to save him." At that time, who would have thought that this person who had no hope of breaking through the innate would have such a talent?" ）