Qin Fei saw Xiao Yu's black-red aura around him, and he didn't dare to hold it up at all, and he released his vitality to show it all around him, this was already a means of the frost realm, and it had to be the best vitality to do it.

War is cold-blooded, fellow brothers are dying all the time, if every one dies has to cry for a long time, then what kind of war is there to fight?

Don't you know that you will become famous and have dry bones?

Although Qin Fei was already furious in his heart, he became more and more calm, and said in a deep voice: "Change formation!"

Behind him, the iron cavalry quickly changed from the original phalanx to a wedge-shaped array, although the wedge-shaped array is not as penetrating as the prismatic array, nor as good as the killing range of the phalanx, but it is the most durable formation.

It can be seen that Qin Fei has made up his mind to consume Xiao Yu alive.

"Kill!"

Qin Fei only said one word, and more than 200 cavalry rushed out again like a torrent.

Xiao Yu held his sword across his chest, but this time he no longer struck, but slashed.

A sword swept out, and the five cavalrymen at the front were cut down by him with a single sword. Then Xiao Yu raised his sword, did not move under his feet, ignoring the rolling iron flow, and pointed at the long sword, a very common immortal to guide the way.

A sword qi burst out in the direction of its sword finger, and more than ten horsemen on its line were divided into two halves by this sword.

The heavy cavalry is like a torrent, and Xiao Yu is the reef that stands tall in the torrent, no matter how fierce the torrent is, it must be divided into two in front of the reef.

This time, Xiao Yu did not advance or retreat, he stood in place, the long sword in his hand came out, and every time the sword came out, a horse fell at his feet, and after a while, a half-human-high wall of flesh and blood had been piled up in front of him.

The chill on Qin Fei's face became heavier and heavier, these were not the soldiers in the Son of Heaven's own army, but Qin Zheng's own personal soldiers, each of which was cultivated by Qin Zheng himself little by little, and at this moment, more than fifty horses had been damaged, even if he killed this kid, what could he do? You must know that each of these heavy cavalry is more expensive than silver!

Xiao Yu was very calm, three hundred iron horsemen piled up to kill a frost primordial realm cultivator, I have to say that Qin Zheng grasped the scale quite well, no more, no less. In the past, there have been many cases of cultivators being heaped to death by iron horses, but this is not to say that cultivators have no strength in the face of iron horses.

If Xiao Yu wants to leave, there is nothing these three hundred iron horsemen can do with him, and if he wants to kill Xiao Yu, another important premise is that when half of the dead and wounded, will there be a rout? No one dares to guarantee this.

As Xiao Yu said, now it's up to us to see if Xiao Yu can be consumed to death before this cavalry collapses!

The coldness on Qin Fei's face could no longer be described as frost, it was simply three feet freezing. He stared at Xiao Yu and said in a cold voice: "Charge back and forth, don't give him a chance to breathe, and kill him if he is afraid of fighting! If he dies in battle, his family will be supported by the Hou Mansion, who can cut off this person's head, a reward of 1,000, and be promoted to lieutenant!"

The so-called combination of grace and power, to lure them with benefits, to kill them, but that's it.

The rest of the cavalry, even if they were afraid, had to rush forward.

Xiao Yu still stood still, the long sword in his hand was full of sword qi, and the corpse in front of him was already up to his waist.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yu had already killed nearly eighty horsemen. Qin Fei's heart is dripping blood, although these three hundred iron horses may not be nothing to Qin Zheng, but for him, it is the capital to settle down under Qin Zheng, if there are no three hundred horses, then he is nothing, and his kung fu will be lost by nearly one-third in this moment, who can stand it?

His eyes were red, he looked at Xiao Yu with an expressionless face, his teeth clucked, and he said almost word by word: "Xiao Yu!

The secret guard has a punishment, taking off the flesh and blood on the human body as if undressing, leaving a complete skeleton and internal organs, and it is even rumored that the tortured person is still alive during the entire execution process! Generally, he will not die until three minutes after the execution.

At this moment, Qin Fei couldn't wait to take matters into his own hands and cramp and strip the bones of the young man in front of him a little bit!

This time, Qin Fei no longer sat down and gave orders, but raised his spear to take the lead in the charge.

The military spirit that had already been scattered was condensed again with Qin Fei's example.

After Xiao Yu split a cavalryman with a sword, he no longer moved, and began to run wildly, holding a broken array in his hand, and striding with Qin Fei to hedge.

Qin Fei's face was slightly hideous, carrying the momentum of more than a hundred iron horses, and he wanted to meet Xiao Yu head-on!

"Xiao Yu, do you dare to decide the winner with me?"

Xiao Yu's expression remained unchanged and nodded silently.

A shot stabbed him, and Xiao Yu stabbed at it with a sword.

However, when they were about to intersect, Xiao Yu's figure suddenly stopped, and slapped away the long knife stabbed from behind him by a seemingly ordinary lieutenant with one hand.

"This is your confidence?, an assassin at the peak of the void?" Xiao Yu sneered.

The captain's face changed drastically, but before he could retreat, Xiao Yu had already grabbed his neck with his backhand, and his eyes instantly became like black swirls, sucking him into a human body.

Xiao Yu threw away the corpse, which had shrunk by one-third and was no longer human, and said lightly: "Soldier, treacherous." But if you want to play trickery, you have to have enough strength!"

Xiao Yu raised his sword again, Qin Fei's face changed greatly, and the spear in his hand stabbed at Xiao Yu with the strength of milk.

Xiao Yu lightly slashed the spear in his hand. He sneered: "Void Netherworld Peak Martial Dao Cultivators, the army is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but now in this world, the Empty Netherworld Realm is a little worthless." ”

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the spear flew in response.

Xiao Yu flew up and broke through Qin Fei's body protection qi with a sword, Qin Fei wanted to escape, but for Xiao Yu's sword, his speed was too slow, and then a huge head rose into the sky.

At this moment, there was silence in the middle of the field, except for the groans of the wounded and the snorting of the horses.

The head fell to the ground, and his eyes were still wide open, as if he was unwilling and did not believe that he had died like this.

Xiao Yu laughed and stomped on Qin Fei's head and began to let go of the killing.

During this time, he killed a lot of people, and he didn't care about killing more.

There was no leader, no courage, no rules, although the remaining more than 200 iron cavalry had strict military laws and had not yet dispersed, but when Xiao Yu killed from one end to the other, finally a cavalry couldn't bear it, shouted, lost his weapon, and fled on horseback.

This seems to be a signal, there are one and there are two, the chain reaction is terrifying, what military discipline, what reward, what robes are all forgotten at the moment, and they can remember only their own little life. Most of the remaining cavalry completely collapsed and began to scatter in all directions.

Xiao Yu didn't chase down these deserters who had already made a lot of noise, walked to Qin Fei's corpse and wiped it off with his robe.

The sword was also sheathed, and he carried it behind him along with the burden and the mixed element umbrella. Although it didn't seem that he was too injured, Xiao Yu knew that he was suffering, and he confronted the iron cavalry head-on, and the force of the shock had already slightly injured his internal organs.

To put it bluntly, a battle against a cultivator is like two evenly matched people, but one person against a cavalry alone is like one person facing a swarm of hornets. If there is no means of protection, if one is not good, it will be stung to death by a wasp.