At this time, the weak water also lost its usual lazy color. With some emotion, he looked at the corpses of the hundreds of Zixiao Sword Riders.

Although he is a Taoist soldier on the same level as the Cangsheng Xuanlong Shi, his personal strength is also similar. But the cavalry duel is so cruel, once the momentum is dispersed, overwhelmed, and crushed, then it is a one-sided casualty.

She had followed the ancestor Zong Weiran, and the master who pulled her out of the quagmire was also wise and wise.

But when it comes to the ability to command hundreds of iron cavalry to charge into battle, compared to today's king, it is far from the same.

When he was slightly distracted, he heard that Yongqin was still babbling, "He-he-he didn't." Impossible. Ming, obviously only the sixth order, how is it possible, it is possible to master the sword intent, the sword intent is extreme-"

Weak Shui Wan'er, picking up Yongqin's chin from behind, his eyes were pure and innocent: "Why do you seem to stutter?"

Yongqin's face turned red, but at this moment, somehow, his words were always not smooth.

In her chest, it was like turning over mountains and seas, she recognized it, it was the peak level of sword intent and martial arts intent!

It is clear that he is only a sixth-order strength, but that martial arts intent has reached the height that Xie An Luo Shi and the Xuanye she admires, which can only be looked up to!

It is even more agile, as if the sword light has its own soul and its own spirit.

This is the sword channel! At any time, you may enter the sword spirit level!

In mid-air, the silver-scaled wind beast of the sect guard was still galloping. This time, it was the 30,000 iron horsemen who rushed after him.

As soon as Fang approached, he felt that countless black and oppressive arrows were covering the sky.

"Resist the wind!"

Zong Shou was calm, and with the cavalry, he deviated slightly to the side at an angle, and avoided most of the arrows. The two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind beasts then carried their innate supernatural powers, and a gust of wind blew around them.

Most of the arrows were blown away before they could get close. The remaining part was also lined up by the surging momentum condensed by this Cangsheng Xuanlongshi.

Then the two hundred and forty iron horsemen stepped down violently!

Without even using a sword, just with the impact of these two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind beasts, he trampled the countless knights in front of him who were only of the second and third orders into pulp!

I saw countless human bodies riding beasts, and they were knocked out by these silver-scaled wind beasts. Where the two hundred and twenty mouths and three thousand catties of crimson swords swept through, it was invincible! In this military formation, a real bloody path was stepped out!

It's like entering a no-man's land! The slightly more clever strong people were all killed by a few people in the sect. The 30,000 cavalry troops here couldn't stop these 240 horsemen for a moment.

Just a moment later, a seventh-order Heavenly Rank Martial Sect wearing a navy blue robe finally appeared in front of the sect guard.

"It's Mu Lingzi!" Xuan Shu reminded in a reminding voice, this is one of the four seventh-order elite disciples sent by the Tailing Sect.

Zong Shou nodded, but there was some disappointment on his face. The strength of these seventh-order powerhouses is just average.

I don't know if it's because since he broke through the sword spirit level, his vision has been too high.

Namu Lingzi fled in the army for a while, and when he saw the iron cavalry behind, he was still in hot pursuit and galloping. The momentum of Xuanhe is almost one with heaven and earth, faster and faster, and closer and closer. Knowing that there was no hope of evasion, Mu Lingzi simply stopped fleeing, and in an instant, he became one with the aura of tens of thousands of cavalry here. Countless silver sword lights burst out, filling the heavens and the earth, rolling backwards.

"Taiqing Wind Sword?"

Zong Shou's eyes lit up, and the battle intent that had fallen silent exploded again, and the brand-new crimson sword in his hand slashed out again. ..., the sword light flew, and in an instant, it collided with the sword shadow of Namu Lingzi more than dozens of times.

The bursting energy directly affected the Quartet and the underground. The wind is blowing, within a hundred feet. All the knights whose strength was not as strong as the fourth order rushed one after another. Some of the lower cultivation organs are more directly shocked into powder.

The ground is collapsing, and a deep pit hundreds of feet wide is also appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

It was also at the moment when the silver-scaled wind beast of the sect guard intertwined with the figure of Mu Lingzi. The crimson dragon-shaped sword light finally won. Forced the Taiqing Wind Sword away.

Then, with the spine of the sword, there was a slamming sound on the head of the wood spirit. knocked out this seventh-order strength Heavenly powerhouse directly.

"Get it for me!"

Zong Yuan in the back is also quick-eyed. As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, he grabbed this wood spirit in his hand, rushed in with his true qi, and blocked all the chakras.

Looking in front of him again, he saw that it was empty, and it was about to completely penetrate the 30,000-strong iron cavalry town.

At this moment, there was a thunderous sound of iron hooves in the distance.

Zong Shou squinted his gaze and saw that Ji Lingzi of the Tailing Sect had gathered about three hundred Zixiao Sword Riders again, and was rushing frantically from a distance.

Zong Shou smiled coldly and did not make contact with him. led the two hundred and forty horsemen behind him, stepped directly into the formation, and bypassed it far away.

In the battle with Namu Lingzi, although he successfully captured this person, the personnel were not damaged. But it was still not a small damage, and the dozens of knights behind Zong Shou were all more or less slashed by the aftermath of the sword qi. There are a few more that are heavy internal injuries and almost dying. It was with the help of the people next to him that he was able to hold on and not fall.

But if there is another fierce battle like that, it is difficult to say how many of these two hundred and forty people will be left.

Although he is confident, he can still break through the enemy. I also want to try it, this season Lingzi's Taiqing Wind Sword. But he was unwilling to sacrifice the lives of these Taoist soldiers behind him.

Soldiers, the land of death and life, the way of survival, cannot be careless. When we look at the sky, we should study the location and look at the people.

Among the enemy army, the location and people are all unfavorable to him, and only a fool with a dizzy head will bump into it.

He led the cavalry and took the two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind beasts around for about half a circle, but in a few moments, he came to the front of the 30,000 iron horsemen again.

At this moment, more than 100 riders who followed Luo Shi and sneaked into Lewu County together also rushed to return to the team. In a few moments, the number of four hundred horsemen was once again gathered.

And the Zixiao sword ride behind. It also followed.

Zong Shou suddenly stopped at this moment, led a team of four hundred cavalry, and stopped on a small hill. His expression was indifferent, condescending, and he looked down coldly at the three hundred Zixiao Sword Riders.

The latter's breath was suffocated, and Ji Lingzi, who was the leader, was even more pale. I feel that the sect guard at this moment, as well as the four hundred Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors, are like goshawks soaring in the blue sky, looking down at their prey.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to rush over directly, break this person's corpse into ten thousand pieces, and behead all these Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors! But he knew that at this time, the momentum of these four hundred red-armored knights was at its peak! Not only can they not fight, but they also need to retreat! Of the 30,000 iron cavalry, there are only more than 24,000 left. At this moment, it is a slow retreat, neat and orderly.

The Zixiao sword rider also didn't dare to be alone, and moved closer to the riding array next to him to respond to each other.

Until the hundreds of thousands of troops in the city slowly marched. The entire 170,000 elites were all in one place, and the momentum was restored, and that Ji Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the army, about two thousand black-armored knights rushed out, and Ji Lingzi's eyes gradually calmed down. ..., "This is the original Jiuchen's Yancheng Iron Cavalry, an elite formed by the King of Han, placed under the command of the original Jiuchen, it is said that the strength has reached the innate-"

Listening to the introduction of the occult arts, Zong Shou was noncommittal, and looked at the place where the handsome flag was

With a flash of inspiration in his eyes, he took everything in the fifty lands into his eyes. I saw a middle-aged man, sitting upright on top of a fifth-order riding beast, with a gloomy expression.

He recognized this person, and he had seen it in the picture before he came, it was Yuan Jiuchen. The position is right in the center of the army, surrounded by countless elites.

Zong Shou snorted slightly, and said coldly: "Raise the flag!"

Several knights behind him immediately realized and raised a large banner high. On the crimson flag, there are four gilded characters embroidered - Cangsheng Xuanlong!

And the surrounding Xuanshu, as well as all the four hundred Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors, were all in high spirits, and their fighting spirit was even higher.

Ji Lingzi over there was shocked again in his heart, knowing that the leaders of these Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors were not only unparalleled in the battle and superb martial arts, but also a master of provoking morale.

Just put up the banner of this Cangsheng Xuanlong, and the momentum of the army of more than 100,000 people will be completely offset.

At this moment, although he has gathered all the remaining Zixiao Sword Cavalry, there are more than 2,000 Yancheng Iron Cavalry who are not weak in combat power. There are 170,000 elite generals as the backing, but they are still not half sure that they can win the battle.

"That Yuan Jiuchen, it seems that he doesn't dare to fight!"

The one who spoke was a Cangsheng Xuanlong Scholar behind Zong Shou, the peak of the sixth order, and one of the only three hundred riders. At this moment, he scolded unwillingly and coldly: "This old dog is actually afraid!"

Before the words fell, a roar of laughter came from the surrounding nine, full of mocking pleasure.

The expression of Xuanshu was solemn: "This original Jiuchen is so old with soldiers, I am afraid that today I will not be able to take it by force." ”

Zong Shou bowed slightly, which was also recognition. Looking at the military array, more than 100,000 people were lined up in an orderly manner. Some elites were also gathered in one place to respond to the Quartet.

If you want to storm this formation, you must pay a huge price.

This was expected by him, but when he saw it with his own eyes at this time, he also felt a little regretful. If this person's head can be taken down today, it will be the most gratifying, and it will save countless troubles.

After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou led the silver-scaled wind beast down the mountain, led the cavalry, and ran into the distance without hurry. Today's fighter plane has been lost, and it is useless to stay longer.

Ji Lingzi over there, but he only felt that the taste in his mouth was so complicated, he was extremely unwilling, but he was helpless, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Do you dare to leave your name?"

The Cangsheng Dao side was all lonely, knowing that Ji Lingzi asked, it would only be Zong Shou.

And Zong Shou didn't look back, and he didn't answer. But after thinking about it carefully, he still smiled and said: "Cangsheng talks about autumn!"