Chapter Eighty-Nine: The One-Horned Iron Horse
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What a speed!
Mu Baitie, who thought that his combat power was very strong, saw that Xuan Qing just flashed his body, and the next moment he was in front of him, and crossed the long sword to his throat. It's terrifying.
I wanted to use a trick to struggle, but the reinforcements from Xifu did not arrive, so he didn't dare to try it easily.
This young man, called Xuanqing, was much more powerful and terrifying than he had imagined.
Mu Baitie still wanted to hesitate, he knew in his heart that once he finished telling all the secrets, he would become a waste, who would keep the waste in his eyes?
His body trembled and hesitated, and the next moment there was a sharp pain in his neck, and a blood streak snaked down from the sword.
It hurts!
Raising his head to meet Xuan Qing's sharp gaze, Xuan Qing's arm strength was increasing at this time, as long as he delayed any longer, the sword would be cut down fiercely!
"I say, I say!"
Mu Baitie immediately softened, and he continued: "The blood sacrifice can open up the mysterious power, which is very beneficial to cultivation. But the Mu Bai family only pays attention to the inheritance of the lineage, no matter how powerful and talented the people in the side line are. They are only open to the lineage. ......β
Speaking of this, Mu Baitie suddenly sighed slightly, as if he remembered something.
"I'm not a descendant, so I haven't been there. β
Xuan Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, the Mu Bai family has been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and there are many discords in it, and I am afraid that the blood sacrifice accounts for a large part of the reason.
Just when Xuan Qing wanted to ask in more detail, suddenly a frenzied sound of horses' hooves whistled.
The people of Xifu!
In the blink of an eye, Mu Baitie's figure flashed, dodged Xuan Qing's blade, fled lifelessly outside Zhang Xu, and rushed towards the group of men and horses.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
Mu Baitie shook his arms frantically as he ran.
Stepping through the gate of the mansion was a troop of iron horsemen, no less than a thousand men, all dressed in armor, holding sharp scimitars in their hands, and wearing thick armor on their heads.
The leader was only in his twenties, and his eyes swept over the three of Xuanqing.
"Which one is Xuanqing?" he shouted, with a quick rebelliousness.
Xuan Qing's eyes were slightly cold, and a few words came out of his mouth: "Xuan Qing is here." β
The young man had a red horse in his crotch, a golden spear in his hand, and a faint arrogance emanated from his body.
The spear pointed at Xuan Qing:
"Everyone in the world knows that there are few people in Xifu, but they don't know the other layer, my Xifu has the most iron horses, relying on iron horses, we have maintained our status in the Mu Bai family for a hundred years, otherwise my son born to a concubine would have been trampled to death by the Mu Bai family a hundred times!"
and the son of a concubine.
"It can be seen that the physique of the men of the Mu Bai family is still quite good, otherwise how can they sow seeds everywhere?"
Xiao Wu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and sneered at the young man.
When the young man saw Xiao Wu answer like this, his face changed greatly.
"You!"
He said that he was the son of a concubine, which was self-deprecation, and others said that he was a wild seed, which was a living insult!
"Hmph, I'll extinguish your arrogance, see how long you are arrogant?"
The man rode his horse and galloped, and the horse's iron hooves stomped on the ground, and immediately a rumbling sound followed, and it was very imposing.
"One-horned Predator!"
Baili Mo's eyes shrank, and when he saw the horse, he couldn't help but stagnate.
Baili Mo is not afraid of heaven and earth, this time he slaughtered the Mu Bai family, he never hesitated.
However, at this moment, he hesitated.
"The one-horned predator is powerful?"
Xiao Wu turned his head and asked.
Xuan Qing didn't know anything about the one-horned iron-blooded horse, so he had to listen slowly to Bailimo's story.
"This one-horned horse is specially made for battle, and this is not an ordinary horse, but a descendant of a one-horned and sweaty horse. This kind of horse is born with strong combat power, and as soon as they are left, it is equivalent to the strength of the third layer of body cultivation and condensation, and with subsequent training and improvement, this combat power will be more and more exerted. β
Xiao Wu gasped, compared to this kind of war horse, his strength was indeed too small.
Baili Mo's eyes shrank, and he carefully looked at the horse under the young man's crotch.
"This horse is different from others, the bloodline is purer, the combat power is stronger, and what is even more terrifying is that this horse and the master can reach the realm of unity!"
In other words, after the strength of the horse and the human are combined, the owner of the horse has the ability to freely control the horse, which is exactly the same as the combat power that has grown in his own body. That is to say, as long as the boy is on a horse, his combat power is the sum of horses and men. β
It's scary!
The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth wrinkled, this was a tough battle.
If you can't dodge, you must be tough.
"Xiao Wu, I'm going to deal with this little boy, you guys are going to deal with those Iron Hoof Army!;'
Xuan Qing stepped out without hesitation and came to the young man's eyes.
"Want to die so soon?" the boy smiled as he rode his horse.
"Report to be famous, I don't kill the unknown. β
Xuan Qing is still the same sentence.
The boy laughed as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, and the red feathers on his helmet and armor danced in the wind.
"Listen up, master, I'm in vain!"
The name is very strange, and when I hear it, I am a little boy who has experienced a lot of sad things.
"Let's do it. β
Xuan Qing had enough true qi and injected it into the Phantom Snow Sword, and was about to kill, but saw Mu Baitie coming arrogantly at this time. Relying on the iron cavalry behind him, he slapped out at Xuanqing!
Bang!
A strong palm wind blasted out and came towards Xuan Qing's heart.
Xuan Qing hurriedly dodged, avoiding the palm, and the next moment the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand flew out of his hand.
The sword quickly slashed through Mu Baitie's throat, rubbing it, and one move was fatal!
The Phantom Snow Sword spun for a moment, and the next moment it returned to Xuan Qing's hand.
Looking at this scene, the boy was really surprised. This is the first time in his life that he has seen such crazy sword speed.
I couldn't help but shrink my pupils, and I was a little more vigilant than just now.
Mu Baitie's body quickly pounced on the young man, and his hand stretched forward emptyly, as if he wanted to grab something, but everything was in vain, he didn't catch anything.
Blood was already pouring up in his throat, and he coughed twice, as if he had exhausted his strength, and said intermittently:
"Mu Baiyan, avenge me......"
The last word was still stuck in his throat, and the guy swallowed with a tilt of his head.
At this time, Mu Baiyan's face did not have the slightest expression, which made people feel terrible when they looked at it.
β
Xuan Qing clenched his fists, running the rubbing of the Big Buddha, and frantically condensed at the tiger's mouth in the palm of his hand.
He looked down at the faint phantom becoming more and more real, and finally condensed into five layers.
"Big Buddha rubbing!"
Five huge palm prints burst out and struck towards the Curtain White, and the one-horned iron-blooded horse seemed to sense that something was wrong, and raised its hooves with a neigh.
A huge explosion rang out, palm prints exploded in the air, and there was a powerful tear in the air, shattering the ground everywhere it passed.
Mu Baiyan's spear caught up, but he was blown back a few steps.
"You kid is really a bit powerful!"
Na Mu Baiyan looked at Xuan Qing, and when he said this sentence, it didn't seem like surprise, but like appreciation. Both of them are young and young, and they are enemies today, but they don't share the sky and don't give in to each other.
"If you hadn't killed my people and my grandfather, maybe we would have become friends. β
The young man's accent was clear, but he spoke loudly.
Xuan Qing smiled: "I think so too." β
However, an opponent is an opponent, a battlefield is a battlefield, and there can be no and will never be ifs.
The first attack on Xuanqing had the upper hand, and this time the young man made a neat move, and the spear in his hand was neatly swung, picking at Xuanqing, stabbing, inserting, and throwing.
Xuan Qing retreated quickly, the one-horned iron-blooded horse seemed to be born under the crotch of a young man, no matter how he reversed and moved, he was able to deal with it freely, without a sense of procrastination.
At this moment, Xuan Qing's eyes flashed, and a sword light pierced out.
Directly inserted into the young man's crotch, the iron-blooded horse swept up, kicked his hooves, and immediately dissolved Xuanqing's sword momentum.
The next moment, the young man's figure moved, the horse rose into the air, and a spear fell.
Bite!
Xuan Qing raised his sword to meet it, pushed it hard, turned over and pushed it backwards.
The iron-blooded horse itself reminded that fighting Xuan Qing alone was tantamount to killing a horse while adding an opponent, and the difficulty was naturally not small.
The horse had to be cut to have a chance of winning.
Xuan Qing's eyes stared at the horse, a single horn could be killed by him, no matter how strong this horse was, it must have weaknesses.
He watched carefully, but did not make a direct move.
After three or five breaths, his gaze locked on the ponytail.
This iron-blooded horse is always facing the enemy, and his weakness may be behind him.
He then turned out a few talismans, crushed them, and immediately performed a shadowless step.
"Shadowless Walk!"
Xuan Qing's body swept away, and he came behind the iron-blooded horse, and gently patted the horse's tail with his sword, and the horse neighed, but there was no other reaction.
Mu Baiyan saw that Xuan Qing suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared behind him, and he was nervous.
Holding the spear and about to pick it up, Xuan Qing's body shook again.
Xuan Qing slapped the horse's belly a few times, but there was still no response, and his gaze swept over the body of the iron-blooded horse. Locks on four hooves.
Could it be a hard-looking hoof?
Xuan Qing then slid and slid against the ground on the horse's hooves, and when it hit the front hooves, the horse neighed, screamed and bounced, looking miserable.
"That's where its weakness lies. β
I can't imagine that this guy's weakness is actually on the front hooves!!
He took another shadowless step, flashed a few feet away, raised his Phantom Snow Sword, and locked his gaze on the beast's front hooves.
The next moment flew out.
Dangdang!
The figure shook and cut off the horse's front hooves.
The horse stumbles!
The Iron Horse was suddenly cut off its front hooves, and suddenly neighed in pain, and two pillars of blood came out of its front legs, turning over and throwing the boy off.
The boy rolled on the ground, rolled over, and screamed in pain as he watched the unicorn cry in pain, and the blood stained the ground red.
Xuan Qing looked at the young man, his eyes getting colder and colder.
This kind of duel can be considered fair.
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