Yecheng, the city gate is closed, and the sound of killing is urgent. Hu Yanlang led the army and horses to the city, and the guards had to call the door. Hu Yanlang couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward. The sword swung and the gate flew in all directions like papier-mâché. Hu Yanlang thought that with such a big movement, the soldiers defending the city would come out and ask. Then he entered the city, but he saw that the whole city was silent, and there were no pedestrians on the streets.

The sharp-eyed guards saw the figure at the intersection crowding from afar, and hurriedly announced: "General, there seems to be a situation at the intersection ahead!" Hu Yanlang heard this, and he was not lazy, urging the war horse to gallop away. The army hurriedly followed, and for a moment the hoofs thundered. The residents on both sides hurriedly tightened the closed doors and windows, for fear that a hero would break into the door.

At the point where the two sides were fighting, several sergeants finally rushed out of the side alley, lined up, spears raised. The leader shouted and asked, "Who is coming?" Seeing that they were the guards of Yecheng, Hu Yanlang pulled the reins violently. The war horse neighed, and the man stood up. Behind him, all the troops reined in together. As soon as the sound of hooves stopped, the sound of cross-cutting killing shook the sky.

Hu Yanlang shouted: "Where is the Yecheng guard?" As soon as the words fell, a man covered in armor hurriedly came out of the alley and knelt on one knee: "Yecheng guerrilla Yang Dezhao has seen the old general Huyan!" Hu Yanlang saw this person when he passed by Yecheng last time, and knew that he was a dutiful person, so he slowed down his tone at the moment: "General Yang, what's going on ahead?"

Yang Dezhao hurriedly replied: "The old general, it is a vendetta fight between the characters of the rivers and lakes. "What?" Hearing him answer like this, Hu Yanlang couldn't hold back the anger in his chest anymore, "Bastard! You dare to fight in the streets in the sky and day! What about you?

"This ......" Seeing that the old general was angry, Yang Dezhao's face was ashamed. Seeing that he still knew shame, Hu Yanlang's face looked better: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and expel them all!" "Old general......" Yang Dezhao hesitated again and again, and finally whispered, "This is a grudge between the Xuanhuang Holy Sect and other gangs!"

"What ......" Hu Yanlang was stunned. Yang Dezhao said again: "The last general knows that he can't afford to mix, so he sent people to guard around here to prevent civilians from entering by mistake. "Alas!" Hu Yanlang frowned when he heard that it was the Xuanhuang Holy Sect. He has always hated this kind of Jianghu sect that can affect the imperial court. It's just this Xuanhuang Holy Sect...... He knocked on the horse's head, sighed, and was about to lead the way around. Xiang Yingshi, who was in the prisoner car, suddenly grabbed the fence and shouted: "It's Jinyiwei! It's Jinyiwei! General, it's Jinyiwei!"

"What?" As soon as they heard the word "Jinyiwei", most of the sergeants were furious. In the battle of the Soldier Ancestral Hall, Zhong Da had already been in the Xiaoyu Sect to inspire the disciples not to forget the previous shame and work hard. "General!" "General!" "Patriarch!" ...... The sergeants from the Willow Camp knelt down one after another, their eyes pleading.

Hu Yanlang heard Xiang Yingshi shouting, and he was still sneering in his heart. I thought he had something on his mind. But when I looked closely, most of the people who were fighting were really in the clothes of Jinyiwei, and the tragic scene of that day immediately appeared in front of me. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and was about to give the order. Suddenly, he remembered something, and slowly put the sword back into its sheath.

"Patriarch ......" When all the subordinates of the fine willow sect showed disappointment, they saw Hu Yanlang untie his sword, take off his helmet, and remove the armor of his body one by one. He took the sword in his hand again and turned his back to Xiang Yingshi: "I can't let you out." When Xiang Yingshi was stunned, Huyan Lang's sword was already unsheathed, and he shouted: "Under the fine willow door, remove the armor!"

"Yes!" the disciples of the fine willow took off their armor one after another. "General!" Some sergeants who were not under the Xiliu Sect were also enthusiastic about unloading their armor, but they were stopped by Hu Yanlang: "The dispute between the rivers and lakes has nothing to do with the soldiers of the imperial court, just stand aside." Under the Thin Willow Sect!" The disciples of the fine willow who had already removed their armor responded in unison: "Here!"

Hu Yanlang pointed his sword forward: "The enemy is in front, what should I do?" "Kill!" shouted in unison under the fine willow gate. "Kill-" Hu Yanlang's white beard fluttered, and the leading soldier swung his sword and rushed over. Where he started, he killed several Jinyi guards early. Xiang Yingshi looked at Hu Yanlang's back, and sighed in his heart: General, general, since you are so clear, why are you so unclear in the battle with your teacher?

At this time, the two sides have been fighting for a long time. Although the Xuanhuang Holy Sect had a calculating mind, the Jinyi Guard was fierce and good at fighting, and the shroud monster suddenly rushed in, injuring the moon and Cai Yuezhao in one fell swoop, and firmly contained the three masters of the witch peerless sound, the wind Lu Ziyu, and the star soul Yue Ziguang. Yang Xibao and Fang Yuhong fought endlessly.

In the Xuanhuang Holy Sect, only Fang Shengsheng, who was not skilled in martial arts, and Sun Qi, who was ordered to protect his safety, supported the situation. Among the brocade guards, Zhou Xianda, the reckless lion, took the lead, and his fists were everywhere, and no one was invincible. Fortunately, after the battle of Sword Casting City, the sect was brave and practiced hard. Ji Xiuqian brought the newly researched twelve consecutive array formations in the general altar this time. The Xuanhuang sect members were in their own directions, echoing exquisitely, and they were safe for a while.

Hu Yanlang led the fine willow gate to cross the sky, rushing left and right, as if entering a no-man's land. Seeing this, Zhou Xianda didn't care about forcing the twelve chains, roared, and turned back to meet Hu Yanlang. Hu Yanlang was killing up, and his left hand was palmed, and he had a hard fight with the roaring lion fist. Both sides took two steps back, and Zhou Xianda was secretly sighing that the treasure knife was not old. Hu Yanlang had already stood firm, and even exhaled happily, and the sword came out like the wind, attacking quickly.

"What an old man!" Zhou Xianda exclaimed, the cold light flashed in his hand, and the weeping tiger knife was in his hand. The sword is like a golden lion running wildly, facing the past. The swords collided, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, and the roar was endless. A knife and a sword, in the hands of the two of them, they actually used the power of a stick. It turned out that both of them practiced foreign exercises, and they paid attention to fierceness. Hu Yanlang is old and strong, and Zhou Xianda is in his prime. The two of them fought and shouted. Wherever the wind goes, the three warring parties all avoid it.

Sun Qi, who was supporting Fang Shengsheng's side, saw Hu Yanlang suddenly killing, and thought that he was trying to capture him. At this time, seeing that he was having a lively fight with the leader of the brocade guard, he relaxed a little. In the middle of the crossroads, Fang Yuhong and Yang Xibao, who were originally inseparable, did not forget to look at the six roads. Seeing the sudden rise of variables, each of them took a step slower. Fang Yuhong was shot in the left shoulder, and Yang Xibao was injured in the ribs.

"Is that your person?" both asked at the same time, and after hearing each other's words clearly, they were stunned at the same time. Fang Yuhong reacted a little faster, and the "Scattered Silver Star" move in his palm was struck, and the cold light covered Yang Xibao with a little bit. "Ahh At this time, Fang Yuhong attacked with a move, but Yang Xibao didn't have time to dodge, and blood was dripping on his chest and shoulders.

"Ahh Fang Yuhong hurriedly parried, and fell and flew several feet with a touch, almost vomiting blood. When I looked up, I saw Yang Xibao roaring angrily, and the spear was actually indistinguishable from the enemy! "Third brother-" Seeing this, Sun Qi was about to step forward, and suddenly saw a flying attack. But it has been hidden and has not been released, so that the fox flies to intercept. Before the two of them made three moves, Yang Xibao had already broken through the crowd and rushed towards Hu Yanlang and Zhou Xianda, who were fighting viciously.

"Dominate the world!" "The golden lion turns the sky!" Hu Yanlang and Zhou Xianda rose up to kill, each with their own extreme moves. Huyan Lang dominates the world and drives Jian Gang to fall with a bang, and Zhou Xianda's golden lion turns the sky and leads the sword wind to meet awe-inspiring. Seeing that the two pole moves are about to face off, and the two will inevitably lose both. The strong wind suddenly sounded, and Yang Xibao slammed into the battle group with one shot at a time, forcibly disintegrating the two.

"Tiger head?" Hu Yanlang was stunned for a moment, and Yang Xibao had already rushed towards the sergeant in the distance with red eyes. "Not good!" Hu Yanlang knew Yang Xibao's situation at this time, and when he saw this, he didn't care about the enemy who was fighting, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. Zhou Xianda saw the clue, and slashed again: "Where is the old man!" Hu Yanlang had to turn back to face the battle, and shouted: "The army disperses! The army disperses......"

When Yang Xibao was about to rush into the ranks of the soldiers, the sergeants finally heard the shouts of the old general Huyan and hurriedly dispersed. Yang Xibao crashed straight over, and in the prison car, Xiang Yingshi looked up and looked at Yang Xibao with blood-red eyes in amazement. I saw his spear raised high and fell. With a "bang", the prisoner cart was scattered, and blood splattered. As soon as Yang Xibao destroyed the car, he roared and went north. Yang Dezhao was afraid that he would hurt innocent civilians, so he hurriedly led his sergeants to chase after him.

On the other side, the three people who were fighting with the shroud monster saw Yang Xibao suddenly go crazy and leave, Fang Yuhong took advantage of the situation to regain his power, and the situation became more and more unfavorable, and they were all anxious. Distracted, the strange man let out a loud roar, and his claws burst out. The three were caught off guard, each injured and staggered back. Fortunately, his blow was only to hurt the enemy, and his claws did not carry the poison that poisoned Cai Yuezhao.

Sun Qi, who was trembling with the fox, was suddenly frightened, and when he looked around, he saw that it was the witch who was injured, and his anger ignited in an instant. Ling Fox saw that he was suddenly in a daze, just like before Yang Xibao went crazy just now, and the secret way was not good. hurriedly withdrew his hand, but it was too late, and when the thin sword trembled, it had already left bloody marks on Sun Qi's shoulders and arms.

"Ahh Seeing that this sword was too strong to resist, the fox was already approaching, and he didn't dare to fight again in horror, so he made a false move and retreated.

On the restaurant in the distance, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume who had been sitting quietly watching the battle saw that Sun Qi's sword might could force away an opponent who was obviously a few points stronger than him, and he was finally moved. Turning his head to look at the young man sitting next to him: "Qian'er, is this the power of 'one will succeed' in your mouth?"

The young man who had been keeping his head down as if everything had nothing to do with him raised his head, and it was actually Ji Xiuqian, who had gone out early in the morning to play and had not yet returned! I saw him reply respectfully: "Uncle Hui, I'm afraid this is not the power of all the successes. "Oh?" Ji Xiuqian's uncle is naturally Ji Weiyu, the current head of the Xuanhuang Holy Sect. He was even more interested when he heard this: "Then you have to have a good experience!" Ji Xiuqian smiled: "Uncle, don't worry, I'll see it soon!"

Sure enough, the witch peerless sound noticed that Sun Qi had changed, and her heart moved. When she made a move, it was not as violent as before, and the strange man fought back a little, and then she snorted and retreated, as if she had been seriously injured just now. When the wind Lu Ziyu and Star Soul Yue Ziguang were puzzled, Sun Qi had already followed the music of the witch peerless sound, intentionally or unintentionally. Where the sword fell, it was full of strength.

"Huh?" Seeing that this person was fierce, the strange man didn't dare to take it hard, so he dodged. The witch's peerless voice had already played the flute, and Sun Qi's eyes suddenly turned red, and the sword in his hand became more and more ferocious. Although it is cut out in an orderly manner, it is overwhelming. The strange man couldn't dodge twice, and a large piece of skin and flesh was cut off from each shoulder, and the black blood stained the shroud, adding to the ferocity.

In the clouds, the parrot jumped: "Impossible! Impossible! Blood! He actually hurt the bones by the river!" The blood parrot hurriedly patted it: "It's just a puppet." However, with this ability, once you succeed, you will be worthy of the name of forbidden art!" "The strange riverside bone was injured one after another, and his ferocity was furious, regardless of the sword strength that kept chopping. With a wave of his right claw, he grabbed Sun Qi as his chest.

Unexpectedly, Sun Qi, as Sun Xiang's most successful experiment, retains a trace of sanity under madness. It's not like Yang Xibao, once he is stimulated, he doesn't care about it, he only fights until he dies. Seeing a claw coming, he will be on one side. The left hand lightning out, grabbing the incoming claw. The sword in his right hand slashed down.

The riverside bone moves are old, and it's too late to take them back. The sword flashed, and half of his arm was broken. "Roar-" Even though it was just a puppet, the riverside bone also felt that his face was dull. With a roar, the secret technique urged. The half-amputated arm that was grabbed by Sun Qi moved as he wished, and he thrust into Sun Qi's chest.

Sun Qi seemed stunned for a moment, looking down at his chest. There was a loud roar, which was more terrifying than the sound of bones by the river. The bones by the river were shocked, and the scene of the bloody battle flashed in his mind, and his heart was cold. Sun Qifu raised his head again, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed wildly at the enemy in front of him.

The sword qi came to him, and the bones by the river woke up. Looking around left and right, there was a crazy enemy in front of them, and Lu Ziyu and Yue Ziguang, who had mastered the second division of wind and stars, had already taken the opportunity to retreat, and were fighting with Fang Yuhong in the distance at this moment. Nothing can be done, the riverside bone sighed, and the god ran away, giving up this temporary body.

"Ahh Under the chaotic sword, the new corpse of this deserted grave, which was driven by the thought of bones by the river, suddenly turned into a puddle of mud. Seeing that the strong enemy had been eliminated, the witch saw that the powerful enemy had been eliminated, and hurriedly stopped playing. Sun Qi's blood-red eyes suddenly became hollow, and he stood motionless like a puppet. The peerless sound took two steps forward and slapped him on the back of the head. Sun Qi shook a few times and fell headlong in a pool of blood all over the ground.