There was a thunderclap on the ground, and the mountains and seas were overwhelming.

Thousands of miles of thunder into a line, prancing horses and rivers.

White clothes, white armor, white horses, and white spears, like a snow line, are advancing rapidly.

is the first person, but it is diametrically opposed to the army, black clothes, black armor, black horses, black guns, and an incompatible figure, showing the extraordinary identity of his identity.

On the Qingxiao Spiritual Domain, there is only one army that can show the galloping momentum of ten thousand horses with seven thousand elite horses.

Big Snow Dragoon.

The sound is like a thunderbolt, and the fame is shocking.

Wang Ben froze in place, with an indescribable panic in his heart. Ning Kunlun's halberd slashed down, and it wasn't until three feet in front of him that Wang Ben reacted, hurriedly took out his knife, and an arc swept through the air.

"Boom!"

The guns and halberds collided, and several sparks gradually appeared.

Ning Kunlun made a surprise attack, but he fell from mid-air again, occupying the right time and place. This halberd directly lifted Wang Ben off his horse and landed in vain.

Ning Kunlun succeeded in one blow, but he didn't give up, and the halberd in his hand turned an arc and stabbed straight into Wang Ben's chest.

Ye Junlin put on the 'stealth cloak' and silently operated the 'Breath Gathering Technique', and his body swept straight away, like a rainbow light, stabbing straight down. On the giant sword, the fierce sword wind roared, stirring up the surrounding Xuan Qi and scattering in all directions.

Ying Zheng was alert, and the colorful armor shone on his body in turn.

Ye Junlin's body suddenly turned in mid-air, and the giant sword burst out with unprecedented dazzling golden light.

I have a sword, but it's a pity Kunlun.

A sword slashed the mountain and stabbed straight down, Yingzheng was shocked, and hurriedly raised the golden sword in his hand and tried his best to resist.

The giant sword bombarded Yingzheng's golden sword, and a roar erupted. The sword was like fire, burning the armor on Yingzheng's body. Ying Zheng tried hard to find Ye Junlin's figure, but found that it was in vain.

In the formation of the Song army, a gust of wind suddenly swept up.

Duan Weiyang was furious, holding a long whip in his hand, and slammed it towards Ye Junlin's back.

The 'Cloak of Invisibility' and the 'Breathing Technique' are both the heirlooms of his Duan family, but Ye Junlin, who killed his son now, used them in front of him in a grand manner.

This is a blatant provocation.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Duan Weiyang's hand is holding a piece of white jade, and no matter how Ye Junlin's figure is hidden, it will be presented on this piece of jade.

The long whip meandered, like a long snake, biting Ye Junlin to death. Ye Junlin had a slight headache, and the sword qi in his whole body was surging like the wind.

"Haoran Sword Technique!"

The index finger of his left hand flicked forward, and a sword qi slammed into the jade bi in Duan Weiyang's hand. With a crisp sound, the jade bi was instantly smashed to the ground and shattered

On the battlefield, the seven thousand snow dragon cavalry were divided into three: three thousand on the left, three thousand on the right, and one thousand fine cavalry led by Qi Jianxin in the center. The three terrifying combat forces are against the 'Longxiang Army', the 'Huwei Army' and the 'Aolei Army'.

The shouts of killing were everywhere, and the elite battle that had been silent for a long time on the Qingxiao Spirit Domain was unveiled again.

Qi Jianxin's ink spear danced one after another, and everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the main general of the Qi army faced him, and before he could fight for three rounds, he was pierced through the throat by Qi Jianxin's gun and died on the spot.

A thousand snow dragoons followed Qi Jianxin into the 10,000 'Aolei Army', as if entering a no-man's land, even though the number of enemy troops was ten times that of his own, but under the leadership of Qi Jianxin, the enemy army was still killed and abandoned his armor.

The Qi army, which lost its commander, was in turmoil, and under the impact of the snow dragoon, they fled everywhere, Qi Jianxin did not order the pursuit, but was like a sharp arrow, straight into the center of the battlefield.

Wang Ben, a famous general of the Qin State, ranked twelfth on the Qingxiao martial arts evaluation list, weaker than Huang Xie, but stronger than Ning Kunlun in the past. Now that Ning Kunlun is advancing by leaps and bounds, Huang Xie is already a defeated general under him, not to mention Wang Ben.

After a hundred rounds of fighting, the long knife in Wang Ben's hand had been knocked out of several gaps. Ning Kunlun saw the opportunity, lifted the black iron halberd, and exerted his strength in vain. The halberd slammed into Wang Ben's body, directly blasting him out.

A large crater was knocked out of the ground, and Wang Ben lay inside, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his sternum was broken.

Solving Wang Ben, Ning Kunlun jumped and faced Duan Weiyang.

On Ying Zheng's side, all the protective forces were cleared. Ye Junlin took a deep breath, and the giant sword in his hand shone brightly.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

"Sword two, slash souls. ”

"Sword three, split the mountain. ”

"Sword Four, Split the Earth. ”

"Sword five, broken flood. ”

The five swordsmanship of the 'World Sword Technique', like flowing water in the same industry, are swung out in turn. The fierce sword wind, in one go, the Xuan Qi on the entire battlefield instantly seemed to be drained, and with Ye Junlin's swing of the sword, he pounced on Ying Zheng.

The crisis came suddenly, and Ying Zheng hurriedly mobilized his full of mystical power. Gold, green, blue, red, brown, five-colored Xuanguang lingered on his body, and the Xuanli armor with the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth appeared on his body in turn.

The five sword rays were like flying stars outside the sky, all of which struck Ying Zheng's body.

There were several explosions out of thin air, and all the five armors on Ying Zheng's body were destroyed, and Ye Junlin's five sword rays had also been used up.

The 'Flood Breaking Style' came from the sky one after another, like a fresh wind, blowing across the entire battlefield.

Ying Zheng was blown up by the sword and bruised all over his body, and when Fang wanted to escape, he found that his body seemed to be stuck in the torrent of time, and it was difficult to move a single bit.

Under Ye Junlin's feet, the Wind Boots erupted with a burst of purple light, as if a wind was rising under his feet, and Ye Junlin's speed was many times faster than before.

The giant sword crossed the heavens and the earth, slashing at Yingzheng's neck. A blood mark appeared from Ying Zheng's neck, and then slowly expanded, the blood flowed like a column, and Ying Zheng's head flew sideways into the distance.

At that moment, seventeen pillars of luck rose from the sky above the Seventeen Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, like seventeen tornadoes. These tornadoes are large or small, the big ones are like mountains, and the small ones are like hills.

Above the capital of the Qin State, the Qi Luck Pillar, which was originally as thick as Mount Tai, collapsed and shrunk to the size of a mountain. Qin's fortune declined, and he was afraid that in the near future, it would become a second-rate empire.

Throughout the battlefield, everyone watched this magical scene. At this moment, tens of thousands of troops forgot about the war.

The 100 'Lin' word battalion, taking advantage of the distraction of the armies, under the leadership of Ye Junlin, broke out of the encirclement and gathered together with Qi Jianxin's 1,000 snow dragoons.

Zhang Yi and Ning Kunlun each abandoned their opponents and followed.

The Jin State squad and the Great Snow Dragoon joined forces, and then retreated for several miles, but did not escape, but confronted the alliance forces of the four countries from afar.

Raising by the base surface has a difficult color, and the escape of a hundred 'pro' word camp is like a boiled duck flying. Today's war spreads, and I am afraid that the entire Qingxiao will laugh off his big teeth.

Ye Junlin, Qi Jianxin, Ning Kunlun, Zhang Yi, and Fan Wushuang stood side by side, looking at Yang Youji, Wang Ben and other generals from afar. The Great Snow Dragoon stood mightily, sabre-rattling, ready for battle.

The armies of Qin and Qi, one lost the commander and the other lost the prince, and the army was in turmoil. With only the words of the 'Tiger Wei Army' of the Song State and the 'Fire Phoenix Army' of the Chu State, against the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, I am afraid that the victory or defeat will not even be five or five.

"Hey—"

Yang Youji sighed, waved his hand helplessly, and led the 'Fire Phoenix Army' to disperse, followed by the Qin army and the Qi army, returning to their own realm. Song Jun was lonely, so he had to return to China angrily.

Seeing the Four-Nation Alliance leave helplessly, fearfully, or indignantly, a burst of cheers erupted in the Jin army.

Ye Junlin turned his head to look at Qi Jianxin, and said sincerely: "Brother Qi, it's hard work." ”

Qi Jianxin smiled slightly: "'King Wei', this 'Brother Qi', Qi Jianxin's thousands of miles of road, walking comfortably." ”