When these two hundred and forty horsemen rushed out, almost all the seventh-order powerhouses in the east of this Lewu City were shocked at the first time.

Xuan Ye was happy at first, and then frowned again. In Lewu City, there are at least eight seventh-order elites with more than 150,000 elites.

There are more than two hundred people, a heavenly rank martial artist, even if Tan Qiu's two spirit pets are added, it is estimated that it will not help.

Yongqin, who was bound, looked relieved, but also worried. In the end, I still know that for these hundreds of thousands of troops, these more than 200 horsemen are simply insignificant.

But at this moment, Ruoshui hugged her, still staying on this hill, and did not participate in the charge, so she could only watch in a hurry.

Tai Lingzi over there was also aware of the movement in the distance.

"It turns out that there are ambush soldiers here, and it seems that the elite detectives under Yuan Jiuchen are not very good. But are these people looking for death?"

At this moment, in his heart, he is mostly laughing. Even after scattering the pursuit, he still commanded four hundred and fifty Zixiao Sword Riders and two hundred Qingyuan wrestlers here. With three enemies and one, where can the other party be able to rush?

Even if they come suddenly, they are simply caught off guard, and they have a slight advantage, it is impossible to win.

Just to die-

With a certain thought, Tai Lingzi grabbed the reins and forced the purple winged lizard under his crotch to turn around.

The four hundred and fifty purple-armored knights behind him did the same, and they turned their ways with ease. The riding skills of the two hundred Qingyuan wrestlers were slightly worse, but they also turned around within three breaths in time.

More than 600 knights, menacing. Towards the original side of the enemy, hedge away!

Before the confrontation, Tai Lingzi led the spirit master in the rear, and a wave of huge ice arrows covered the two hundred and forty horsemen Xuanlongshi!

Immediately after, a mighty sword light that soared into the sky rushed up from the cavalry.

The color is deep purple, and the sword light is sharp. It is the inheritance of the Taoist soldiers of the Tailing Sect - the Tailing Purple Night Sword!

The corners of Tai Lingzi's lips were already revealing a cold smile, this blow was enough to kill all these demons of the Cangsheng Dao!

And Ji Lingzi, who was standing in the air above at this moment, also had a cold face.

His opponent at the moment is Xie An.

The battle situation below, in his opinion, is not suspenseful at all. With three enemies and one, unless it is the kind of unparalleled general with high martial arts, this Cangsheng Dao has no chance of winning at all.

So it was with the man before him. Although he is a sword aura, the majestic martial arts idea continues to confront him with the sword without losing the wind, and it seems that he can't hold on to him. But it's just desperately supporting, and it's almost the end of the strong crossbow. In just half an hour, he could make this most outstanding martial arts genius of the Cangsheng Dao fall here!

This confrontation between the Tailing Sect and the Cangsheng Dao is still a big victory for their Tailing Sect!

But just after a while, this season's Lingzi suddenly changed color.

"Hmmm, no! This is the extreme of sword intent, almost psychic. Senior Brother Tai Lingzi—"

For a while, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to this Xie An, Ji Lingzi was eyes wide and looked down.

Sitting on the back of the fifth-order silver-scaled wind beast, Zong Shou's figure was galloping with the mount, swaying rhythmically and lightly.

A pair of hands held a crimson giant sword the size of the door panel in his hand, and his body also began to urge the Xuanlong Mind of the Cangsheng Xuanlong Warrior. The aura around the body was pervasive, and it was faint, forming a series of constantly changing small qi around him, connecting with the more than 200 Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors behind him, as if they were more than a few hundred people, all one.

The so-called dark color means black with red. It means the black and red dragon, and it is also a kind of fire dragon. It was just in line with the fact that he had only recently learned one of the nine true dragon sword intents. ..., Zong Shou is not half jerky at this moment. Behind him, a dragon shadow roared, causing the momentum of the two hundred and forty horsemen to soar.

The killing intent was rushing, and Zong Shou only felt that it was the long-lost blood in his body, and it was the crazy burning and the fighting spirit surging.

Tailing Zixiao Sword? I want to learn!

The giant sword in his hand, with a wave of his hand, swept away all those ice arrows.

Then another sword was swung out, and all the internal breath, qi and blood, and even thoughts of more than 200 people were all blended into one place by him at this moment. Transform into a black-red sword of fire and slam forward!

Compared to the vast purple sword light, it seemed to be weak and not worth mentioning.

But when the two sword shadows collided, the latter was the first to collapse!

With the roaring sound of the mountain shaking the ground, the sword light condensed by the Tailing Zixiao Sword was forcibly cut open from the middle by the fire-colored sword shadow like a broken bamboo.

Natai Lingzi was also at the first moment of the confrontation, and it didn't feel right,

"--This is the extreme of sword intent? More than that! This person, even more incomparable, how can it be-"

The condensation of the sword's momentum, swimming gracefully, was ten times better than him! The angle chosen was also the most vulnerable point of the riding formation behind him.

Especially the people led by these Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors, their strength seems to be only the seventh order,

However, he mobilized the true qi and sword momentum of more than 200 people freely, and mastered the extreme of this sword intent, just like the sharpest blade, stabbing at him. It seems that no one can be done, nothing is broken!

-- Who is this person, and why have you never heard of it before?

After a slight distraction, Tai Lingzi recovered. At this time, the situation is already dangerous.

It was almost with all his strength that Tai Lingzi gathered a Zixiao sword momentum again and swept out!

is even more domineering, but also domineering, and also with despair for life!

It's just that the sword shadow, just halfway there, heard the young knight on the opposite side, and gave a cold shout.

"Sword of the Flame Dragon, Slash!"

The vast fire-colored sword light suddenly turned into a dragon. It seems to be really like a fire dragon, meandering in the wilderness, and with an understatement of a forward pounce, it forcibly crushed the last resistance of Natai Lingzi.

The crimson greatsword swung at the wave. In the blink of an eye, this seventh-order elite disciple of the Tailing Sect was smashed into dozens of pieces of meat!

The sword shadow waved again, cooperating with Zong Yuan, who was protecting him. The other commander of the Zixiao Sword Ride, the first two sections!

And the two hundred and forty horsemen who rode the Xuanlong Warrior were almost intact, rushing into the front, among the hundreds of cavalry troops whose momentum had declined dramatically.

The silver-scaled wind beast galloped, and the sonorous sound of countless armor and metal colliding sounded one after another.

Two hundred crimson swords danced in unison, as if they were cutting wheat, invincible, sweeping off a person's head and a severed body!

When the two hundred and forty horsemen of the Cangsheng Xuanlong Warrior completely penetrated the formation of this Zixiao Sword Rider and the Qingyuan Warrior, among the entire six hundred and fifty people, only more than thirty people were left at the edge, and the remnants of great luck remained.

On the ground, there were more than 600 broken corpses lying there, all of them of the sixth order, all of them were dead and blind, with their eyes wide open.

Behind Zong Shou, among the two hundred and forty horsemen, there was only one less, only some people, with injuries of different sizes. But no one cared, they were all excited, and their fighting spirit was excited.

As Zong Shou pointed his sword at the sky, he roared angrily in unison.

"Xuanlong is invincible, kill!"

The momentum soared into the sky, and in an instant, it seemed to surge more than ten times, attracting a radius of dozens of miles, and everyone looked sideways and looked at it in amazement.

Zong Shou casually shook the giant sword in his hand and shook off the piece of flesh that had been chopped off. Then he slammed the belly of the riding beast under his feet, causing the fifth-order silver-scaled wind-stepping beast under him to suddenly be enveloped by a violent wind around him.

"Treading the wind!"

As the figure of the sect guard rushed up, the two hundred and forty horsemen of the Xuanlong Warrior also flew up and rushed into the air. ..., the spiritual master who accompanied the team also recited the spiritual decision again. One by one, the spirit methods were played, but this time, they were blessed on those spirit beasts.

A pair of transparent air wings spread, making the bodies of those silver-scaled wind-stepping beasts lighter.

Although it was in the air, the four iron hooves of the riding beast were crushing the wind and clouds, and they were still galloping like thunder.

There were only more than 200 horses, but it seemed to be the momentum of thousands of horses, rushing in the direction of Xuanye. But a few breaths of time are near,

The two people who besieged Xuanye, one was the Dragon Lingzi of the Tailing Sect, and the other was a seventh-order powerhouse in the Great Merchant Army.

The two of them were almost the first to hit each other. Knife by sword, slashed from the air, trying to resist.

Zong Shou snorted coldly, and the red-fire sword shadow once again shone in the sky, majestic and mighty.

In the void, there was another explosion. In an instant, the sword that was enough to cut through the mountains and rivers was completely smashed!

The sword light also turned into a dragon again, and as soon as he swam, the sky was sprinkled with a rain of blood.

The seventh-order Xuanwu Grandmaster in that army was almost powerless to resist, and he was slashed to pieces by the hundreds of crimson giant swords.

The dragon Lingzi was pale, and he subconsciously wanted to escape. With all his strength, he forced the Xuanye that was entangled in him away and flew away into the distance.

Zong Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword in his hand was thrown violently. The crimson sword light, in a sixtieth breath time, pierced through hundreds of zhang, completely piercing Long Lingzi's body! That figure could no longer be maintained, and it fell down violently.

Zong Shou also let out a cold drink again!

"Take it for me!"

The occult smiled 'hey', and casually threw out a huge net, covering the dragon spirit from afar, and grabbed it.

And that Xuanye was already stunned, looking at the scene in front of him in a daze. Zong Shou didn't pay attention to this woman at all, and had already turned his gaze and looked at Ji Lingzi.

At this time in the air, the remaining three Seventh Orders no longer dared to continue the pursuit, and they all retreated one after another. They all approached the tens of thousands of iron horsemen who had just rushed out of Lewu City.

And the rest of the Zixiao sword riders who scattered out also tried their best to run back, fearing that they would be left alone.

At this moment, not only Xuan Ye, but the entire battlefield, almost everyone, looked at the arrogant crimson cavalry with disbelief.

"-This, this, that's it?how, how is it possible-"

On the top of the mountain, the rope on Yongqin's body has been untied. At this point, she didn't have to struggle, and she didn't have to struggle.

With his tender fingers, he kept trembling and pointing to the sky.

Is this talking about autumn?

That Tan Qiu, who she thinks is despicable and shameless, cowardly and incompetent, and who relied on the shadow of the teacher to occupy the position of the chief of the Cangsheng Academy?

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