Xiao Yu swung another sword and was dodged by Zhang Xueyao. The vertical and horizontal sword qi slashed the already mutilated corpse on the ground into a cloud of blood mist.

Xiao Yu's surroundings were already full of dead bodies at some point, there were cavalry from the Colco Department, and more from the cavalry of the royal court, countless blood and water mixed together, converging into a stream of blood, staining the soles of his boots red and soaking the tops of his boots.

Many people mistakenly think that this is an exaggerated statement, but if we talk about it carefully, once we will succeed, where can more than 10,000 lives be piled up? A hundred years ago, Jiantie rode into the Central Plains and slaughtered the city at every turn, and there were more than tens of thousands of people in one city.

Xiao Yu did not rush to pursue, but glanced at the battlefield, more than 10,000 cavalry defeated now, there are only a few thousand people left, the Kolko Department has some advantages, there are about three thousand left, the royal court is a little miserable, and there can be about a thousand.

Xiao Yu didn't know when he had already stood at the forefront of the three thousand people, three thousand horses behind him, and one thousand horses in front of him.

The two sides ended the scuffle and resumed the standoff.

Although Xiao Yu did not deliberately slaughter these cavalry, the royal court cavalry that died in his hands had already exceeded two hundred, but because of the large-scale melee, the cavalry could not threaten Xiao Yu at all.

Although Zhang Xueyao made a move, he just blindly restrained him, and did not fight hard with Xiao Yu, even so, he was killed by Xiao Yu 200 people, if he didn't care about Xiao Yu, he was afraid that he had been killed by Xiao Yu at this moment, you must know that Xiao Yu was not alone this time, there were still thousands of cavalry behind him! And Lu Shixing had to admit that it was really worth it to exchange thousands of cavalry for Xiao Yu's head!

Gongsun Zhongmou, who was beside him, looked at the figure standing in the center of the battlefield, and felt a little emotion in his heart, he and Xiao Yu were definitely two kinds of people, if they were themselves, they would never stand there, even if they went to take the head of the general, they would not fight head-on. Where did Xiao Yu get his confidence now,

Did he really want to defeat the royal court cavalry on his own?

Gongsun Zhongmou's index finger lightly tapped on the head of the black sword at his waist.

In the end, he decided to take it personally, even if he couldn't defeat the Kolko Department this time, he would have earned it by being able to kill Xiao Yu.

After all, the Sword Sect was only concerned with the Dao Sect, not the situation on the grassland.

Gongsun Zhongmou flew off his horse lightly, and then landed on the battlefield, and the occasional cold arrow could not enter him at all.

Xiao Yu seemed to feel something, raised his head and glanced at him, and then handed Tianlan to his left hand expressionlessly, and pulled out his right hand backhand from behind to break the formation.

40,000 cavalry is nothing, if Autumn Leaf is here, with his heavenly realm, he can lead 10,000 iron cavalry to kill 40,000 iron cavalry. Even he, Xiao Yu, has this self-confidence, but he had a concern before, that is, the Sword Sect, and it should be more accurate to be the Sword Sect's double sword combination.

As long as the combination of the two swords is broken, there are three great cultivators of the frost realm, and the Kolko Department will win!

In the final analysis, this is where the major sects can live high in the world and maintain their detached posture, one frost realm can only be worth a thousand people, but what about ten frost crawlers? Not to mention that there is a heavenly and human realm above the frost realm, and there is a free realm above the heavenly and human realm.

Originally, the number of cultivators was scarce, and most of the time they existed as a deterrent force, but after Akiba broke through a thousand horses, cultivators began to officially intervene in secular warfare as the main combat force.

Akiba broke a thousand rides alone.

If Autumn Leaves is here, Gongsun Zhongmou will not have the slightest certainty of victory.

Xiao Yu broke the formation with his right hand and Tianlan with his left hand, and asked, "Gongsun Zhongmou, do you want to fight?"

The dashing Sword Sect leader smiled faintly and said calmly, "Naturally. ”

At this moment, the two sides invariably stopped, and it turned out to be some of the meaning of the generals in the previous dynasty.

The woman in white silently walked to Gongsun Zhongmou's side with a white sword and stood still, the white sword and the black sword reflected each other.

Fang just fought with Xiao Yu, although neither of them used all their strength, but Zhang Xueyao was still faintly suppressed by Xiao Yu, this down-and-out son who only dared to have any opinions in front of him back then, has already stepped on her today.

Zhang Xueyao exhaled a breath of turbidity and began to prepare for the combination of two swords, but it was a pity that in the face of the combination of two swords, even if Xiao Yu could hurt Gongsun Zhongmou, there was no chance of winning.

Xiao Yu strode forward, with only Gongsun Zhongmou and Zhang Xueyao in his eyes.

A middle-aged man in a white fur coat walked out of Shen Dongzan's side and swept in the direction of Xiao Yu, the scimitar in his hand flashing with a cold light.

......

On the other side, a young monk wearing a moon-white robe walked out of the formation step by step, and the beads on his wrist looked particularly deep in the sunlight.

With every step, the momentum on Qiu Yue's body will rise by one point, but this kind of uplift is different from Xiao Yu's vain momentum in nine steps and nine floors, but a real vitality.

The vitality in Qiu Yue's body is rising rapidly.

Now, the autumn leaves entering the realm of heaven and man are not mentioned for the time being, among the rest of the people, Qin Mumian has entered the peak of frost tracking, Gongsun Zhongmou and Murong are both in the frost realm, how can Qiu Yue, who can be on an equal footing with the above people, stay in place?

At this moment, Qiuyue stepped into the upper realm of frost.

However, before Qiu Yue could finish, a fat monk in a red robe descended from the sky and stopped in front of him.

After all, the Molun Temple is the master of the grassland, and if it completely relies on the Sword Sect, it will be a little too ugly after all.

The Buddha is not the Buddha of the family, not the Buddha of the Buddha, and there is also a Buddha in the Molun Temple.

Qiu Yue calmly stopped, looked at the red-robed man standing opposite him, and bowed slightly, "Master Bath." ”

The red-robed fat monk returned the salute, "Zen Master Qiuyue." ”

Qiu Yue sighed slightly, if it weren't for the needs of the sect, Qiu Yue didn't want to do anything with this fat monk who was a sect five hundred years ago.

It's a pity that one of the two is going to the Elysium of the Buddha of the Western Heaven today.

After a long sigh, Qiu Yue didn't say much, took off the rosary on her wrist, and threw it forward.

The rosary is different from the normal rosary in that there are only six beads.

The fat monk didn't dare to despise Qiu Yue who had just entered the frost realm, his face was solemn, and he opened his hand to hold it weakly, and at the same time, a huge vitality palm appeared out of thin air, and suddenly held it towards the string of prayer beads.

The rosary rotates slightly, the six faint beads shine brightly, and there is a faint chanting sound, and there is a monk sitting on each rosary. The golden light is shining, and the treasure is solemn.

But he was still grabbed by the big hands of the vitality.

This is born from the nine mudras of Buddhism, the nine mudras of Buddhism are infinitely useful, but they are slightly weaker in attack, this tantric chakra mudra is just the opposite, integrating the methods of the Prairie Witch Sect, not only is it not half of the Buddha's mercy in terms of attack, but it is also a few points better than the Demon Sect's regent hand in the yin damage.

Qiu Yue was indifferent, and put her hands together to chant the scriptures.

A hint of hideousness flashed in Bath's eyes, and his big hands suddenly closed, and with a sound like the breaking of strings, the prayer beads were pinched and scattered, and the beads rolled from his fingers to the ground.

As the youngest elder of the Molun Temple, he naturally has his own uniqueness.

......

Gongsun Zhongmou looked at Xiao Yu and Mu Bai, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, how about the surprise brought by this Basi monk?

It is not possible to replace two Frost Crawlers with two Frost Upper Realms!

It is certainly cost-effective to exchange a few thousand cavalry for a head, but where is it cheaper to take it directly?

Gongsun Zhongmou chuckled and said, "Xiao Yu, if you don't have a backhand, then die here." ”

......

There is a small slope not far north of the battlefield, where more than two royal cavalry are stationed, and they can charge down if necessary.

The leader Qianhu is a native of the grassland, who grew up in the royal court since he was a child.

Although he grew up in the royal court, he didn't know what a great khan was, what a princess, he only knew that when he was about to freeze to death and starve to death that winter, it was the princess who passed by who rescued him, and then kept him by his side. It is precisely because of this that he can become a thousand households at this age!

This is already equivalent to the lieutenant of the Central Plains.

From that time on, his life was the princess's!

At this time, a white-clothed Taoist drove a carriage slowly towards this side.

Because of Taoism, Taoist priests are already a sensitive identity on the grassland.

It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to spare one. Besides, what Taoist priest has nothing to do with the place where the war is fought?

The Senhu spat fiercely and pulled out a scimitar from his waist.

More than 200 cavalry under his leadership began to charge.

Even if it is to kill the Void Realm, two hundred horses are enough!

A moment later, the more than 200 cavalrymen had all been turned into corpses.

In the middle of the corpse stood a Taoist man in a white robe.

The Taoist held a coffin.