In the city of Qingyang County, the beacon fire in the sky gradually extinguished, and at the end of the beacon smoke, one hundred and thirty horsemen 'Qingyang Army' formed thirteen columns parallel to the crowded streets.

The ruffians and hooligans began to flee in all directions. In the face of the real regular army, the 'white bandit army' is still vulnerable, let alone a 'hooligan group' like them.

Li Mo rode a white horse and stood among the one hundred and thirty cavalry 'Qingyang Army', looking around vigilantly, he faintly felt that whether it was the 'White Bandit Army' outside the city attacking the city or the fire in the granary inside the city, it seemed that someone had been planning for a long time.

In a restaurant in the city, a young man in red stood by the window, bringing wine to the wind.

He looked at the fire that was gradually extinguishing, and his expression was a little tired, as if he had experienced a great battle. Behind him, a young man in an orange brocade robe stood straight with an extremely respectful expression.

"Eldest son, Huang Baiwei is dead. The young man in orange reported.

The man in red didn't answer, but it was clear from his face that he was in a very bad mood. He drank the wine in his hand, and then the glass was thrown out the window.

The wine glass fell on the bluestone slab and shattered in an instant.

At this moment, dozens of crossbowmen suddenly appeared on the rooftops around the street, and the monstrous arrows poured down like a thin drizzle.

"Protect the prefectural order. "The first 'Qingyang Army', who looked like a very good-looking, pulled out the saber at his waist with a 'bang', and then danced rapidly.

The arrows that came from them flew out in the light of the sword, and did not cause any damage to Nashichang. Seeing the situation, the other 'Qingyang Army' also drew their sabers to resist.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The flying arrows were blocked in all directions, and the surrounding buildings were full of dense feathered arrows.

"Fight back!"

Li Mo drew his saber, raised it high, and then fell heavily.

On the bodies of the one hundred and thirty 'Qingyang Army's, various colors of energy light shields emerged. With Li Mo's order, nearly 100 riders of the 'Qingyang Army' jumped off their horses and flew onto the roof.

On the buildings around the street, shouts of killing rang out, and the 'Qingyang Army' armed with long knives slashed at the crossbowmen who were heading for the roof. In a short time, dozens of crossbowmen were killed.

Of the one hundred and thirty 'Qingyang Army's, there are only one hundred and six horsemen left at this moment.

When the man in red saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh, his carefully arranged plan was completely ruined.

"Eldest Prince, what should we do?" The young man in orange was a little nervous, and seemed to be very scared.

"Win and lose. We have already lost, what else can we do. After the man in red finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the young man in orange, and walked straight down the restaurant.

Li Mo rested his troops, and then let out a heavy sigh, after this battle, I am afraid that the 'Qingyang Army' will be difficult to rise for a long time.

At this moment, a young man in red appeared on the street of the bluestone slab. He held a flask in his left hand and a thin sword in his right, and his long hair was windy.

"Li Mo! dare to fight me to the death!" The young man in red pointed his sword at Li Mo and shouted loudly, deafening.

"Big brother?" Li Mo's face showed a deep doubt, and he vaguely felt that all this that happened was related to his eldest brother Li Ang.

"Big brother, why are you here?" asked Li Mo knowingly.

"Hahahaha" Li Ang laughed loudly: "My silly brother, how long are you going to be confused, can't you see that I planned all this?"

"It's really you" Although Li Mo had already guessed this result, it was still shocking to his heart when Li Ang said it himself.

"Hahaha, what if it's me, you have the ability, you kill me!" Li Ang was arrogant, and the exquisite wine jug was thrown to the ground by him.

"Smack!" the flask shattered, cracking into pieces of crystalline shards.

Black Xuan Qi surged on Li Ang's body, just like the pitch-black night sky.

The thin sword in Li Ang's hand swung up, and the black Xuan Li turned into black flames, burning on his long sword.

"Li Mo, come, come and fight with me!" Li Ang roared, his words filled with infinite jealousy and resentment.

"Big brother, do we really have to fight to the death?" Li Mo's face was very depressed, he definitely didn't want to fight with Li Ang.

"In this world, there is me without you!"

Li Ang shouted, and the black flame on the long sword burned violently.

"Dark escape, Demon Cloud Sword Technique!"

Li Ang's long sword swung out, and black clouds, like blood-sucking leeches, rushed towards Li Mo.

Li Mo was startled, on the long sword in his hand, endless ice surged up, he didn't want to hurt Li Ang, but this didn't mean that he was willing to be hurt by Li Ang.

Li Mo swung his long sword, and the blue light on the long sword flourished.

Eight ice swords burst out from the blue light and levitated around Li Mo. The black clouds struck, and eight ice swords tore into each other.

The dark attribute and ice attribute mystical attacks continued to collide, provoking a burst of sounds.

Li Ang was crazy, he ignored the presence of many 'Qingyang Army's, suddenly jumped up, and stabbed his long sword straight at Li Mo's throat.

"Rebel, watch me kill you!" Ge Liang's death made the volcano of Lei Wu erupt in an instant. On the purple spear, tiny lightning crackled and exploded.

Ignoring Li Mo's obstruction, Lei Wu's spear stabbed straight and faced Li Ang's sword.

"Boom!"

The tip of the spear and the blade of the sword intersected, and a great force shook both of them back a few steps at the same time. Although Lei Wu was a 'low-level Xuan Ling', he was extremely seriously injured in the end, and he didn't even take advantage of Li Ang, who was a 'half-step Xuan Ling'.

"Big brother, if you stop now, I can not blame the past. Li Mo looked at Li Ang, his eyes filled with tears.

"Hmph!" Li Ang sneered: "Blame for the past?"

Li Ang laughed out loud, with a little crying and misery in his voice: "Do you think that if you don't blame the past, you can cover up everything? If you don't blame the past, the residents of the city who were injured and died because of me will forgive me? The family members of the hundreds of dead riders of the 'Qingyang Army' will forgive me? And the 'Uncle Lei' of this dead comrade-in-arms will forgive me?"

"Hahaha Li Mo, you are too naïve!" Li Ang laughed maniacally, almost madness, and then the long sword danced and continued to stab at Li Mo.

"Xiao Mo, don't talk nonsense, kill him for me!" Lei Wu was furious, and couldn't help but trigger the wound again.

Li Mo looked at Lei Wu and couldn't help but sigh secretly, Li Ang is not dead, but I am afraid that the people will be angry.

Thinking of this, the ice sword in Li Mo's hand became cold.

"Ice Ling Sword Technique!"

Li Mo jumped off the horse. The ice sword stabbed straight ahead, and the air around it seemed to be frozen in ice.

Seeing Li Mo stabbing at him, Li Ang actually gave up the attack, he threw the long sword aside, opened his chest, and pounced on Li Mo's sword. From the moment he left the restaurant, he had no intention of living.

By the time Li Mo tried to dodge, it was too late.

"Whew-"

The ice sword pierced through Leon's heart straight through, blood flowing down Leon's chest like water. Li Ang's head rested on Li Mo's shoulder, and his expression was very depressed.

"Death at your hands is also a relief. After Li Ang finished speaking, he gently hugged Li Mo.

"Remember, don't be so kind in the future. After Li Ang finished speaking, he pushed Li Mo away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother-" Li Mo looked at Li Ang who was lying in a pool of blood, and his cry was shocking

The delicate carriage stopped and watched quietly, with tears in the eyes of both girls