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The sword that Song Yuyao wore on his waist was temporarily taken from the waterfall yesterday, and it was a magic weapon that Qi practitioners on the mountain had to avoid its edge, named "Yiran".

In fact, the place where Song Yuyao saw this sword for the first time in his life was located in the deep pool at the bottom of the waterfall, and at the foot of Chen Ping'an's practice sword furnace pile under the waterfall, in the stone pier that seemed to be the mainstay, there was a hidden mechanism in the boulder.

After the death of his son Song Gaofeng, Song Yuyao changed his sword, and the scabbard was a special green bamboo sword, and hid it again in the boulder, Song Yuyao rummaged through the classics, and finally found a page of secret history records, according to legend, this sword was cast by a martial god of other continents, left in the Aquarius, and disappeared, there is a written record of "sharpening the light and splitting the five mountains, and the sword qi slashes the great desecration".

Song Yuyao hung the long sword with a yellowed scabbard at this time, looking at the soldiers and horses of the imperial court whose hooves suddenly slowed down, worthy of the name of the sword, the old man in black stood tall and without fear.

This nearly 10,000-strong "counterinsurgency army" of the Comb Water Country, of which 3,000 elite horsemen are the descendants of the great general Chu Hao, all of whom were born in the frontier battlefield, and are the first-class sharp soldiers of the Comb Water Country, in addition to four or five thousand local elites drawn from the garrisons from all over the country, and more than 1,000 people are the old catchers dispatched by the state and city officials, as well as the heroes of the rivers and lakes who are heavily encashed, and of course, there are a group of Jianghu masters collected by the general Chu Hao himself, almost all of which were the rich "dowries" of the Son of Heaven who personally acted as a matchmaker and married the woman , although the old man died in the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, he had been the leader of the martial arts alliance for twenty years before that, and he had the court as a backer, and secretly cultivated many shady wings in the rivers and lakes, and then they all became the followers of his son-in-law Chu Hao.

Chu Hao's pillow person, even if so many years have passed, that woman has a deep hatred for Jianshui Villa, and she has a dead knot in her heart.

Chu Hao was very clear about this, and he agreed, but he would never act rashly, before His Majesty the Emperor did not speak, with the bright identity of the General's Mansion, he went to provoke a martial arts master who had the best swordsmanship in the Comb Water Country, so the woman complained a lot, but fortunately, this time Jianshui Villa was looking for her own death, Your Majesty Long Yan was furious, Chu Hao took advantage of the situation to ask Ying to fight, and everything fell into place.

To tell the truth, his wife has a knot in his heart, Chu Hao, as a man of the hour who has been galloping through the border for many years, has been in the temple for many years, and he also has a knot, you are a girl, knowing that Song Gaofeng has already been married, the young couple are affectionate and loving, and there is a father who is a sword saint, why do people have to divorce their wives and marry you because of your status as the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance? Then in a fit of anger, you found someone to destroy the flower garden? Ruined the woman's life? Replaced by Chu Hao, he would have mobilized his army a long time ago and killed a river of blood.

It's just that having said that, Chu Hao is not the poor insect Song Gaofeng who suffered from unwarranted disasters, since they are already husband and wife, they have won the trust of His Majesty the Emperor, married a woman who is like a flower and jade, and there are more than a dozen top masters in the rivers and lakes who can be driven under their hands. Moreover, on the day when the old alliance leader washed his hands in the golden basin, Song Gaofeng, who had destroyed his face, was killed by himself, which also made the woman restrain a lot over the years, and generally felt at ease with her husband and children, and made a good relationship with her wife in the capital of the Combing Water Country, which added a lot to his Chu Hao, and his career was much smoother, Chu Hao felt that he had to thank the person surnamed Song back then, and let her learn a lesson, otherwise he would be the one who suffered.

Before leaving the capital this time, his wife secretly accompanied him, and now he lives secretly in the state city, she proposed that after stepping on the Jianshui Villa this time, the old sword saint Song Yuyao can escape without dying, but the evil obstacle Song Fengshan, who is said to look like his mother, must be crushed and ashes, and when the time comes, she will take Song Fengshan's ashes altar with her own hands and smash it on the graves of the pair of dog men and women, so that they can see the Song family's incense cut off with their own eyes.

The green snake bamboo mouth, the wasp tail needle, both are acceptable, the most poisonous woman's heart.

is worthy of being the wife he is marrying, a good thing!

Chu Hao retracted his thoughts, grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand, covered the sun with the other, and continued to look at the road leisurely.

The official road here is wide, and both sides of the road are also flat, not only suitable for foot soldiers, but also not too reluctant to charge the cavalry, the old man of Song who is used to being powerful in the rivers and lakes is really a reckless man who does not know whether to live or die, and he does not fight with the army at all, and dares to be a hero, he should be wiped out with Jianshui Villa.

Chu Hao looked at the old man who had heard about it in the capital, pulled the corners of his mouth, lowered his arm, rubbed a golden paper knife given by the emperor in his palm, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that this heroism is good, when the world mentions this matter in the future, it will only say that I killed a sword saint in front of Chu Hao's array." ”

There are many 10,000 enemies on the battlefield, but unfortunately it is just some bullshit literati's beautiful words, on the vast territory of more than a dozen countries, including the Comb Water Country, there are indeed fierce generals who should not be underestimated, and their strength is amazing, and they are good at personally trapping in battle.

Chu Hao has experienced a hundred battles, and he is by no means a literati lying in his comfort nest to enjoy happiness, and he has never seen such a god.

Song Yuyao stood in place, since he had already walked here, the old man was reluctant to take a step back, but looked back, a little helpless.

What are you Chen Ping'an running to join in?

Chen Ping'an traveled this time, and he carried a sword box containing demon slaying and demon eradication, and the rope had already been tied to death.

trotted all the way to Song Yuyao's side.

The old man was vaguely angry, and said: "On the side of the Water Pavilion, you had a conflict with Hengdao Villa, and I once said the words 'walking the rivers and lakes, life and death are at your own risk'. Chen Ping'an, do you know what this means?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Song Yu laughed angrily: "You know a fart!" That Wang Coral pointed at you with the tip of the scabbard, she is walking the rivers and lakes. The sword Zhuang Hu shoots arrows from behind the man's back, too. My grandson Song Fengshan, every time he finds someone to try his sword, too. I, Song Yuyao, are blocking the army today, and it's even more!"

Song Yuyao's words were stormy, and in the end there was only a sigh, "Chen Ping'an, you shouldn't have come." ”

Chen Ping'an said softly: "No matter what Senior Song does today, I am only responsible for one thing, take Senior Song to leave here alive, that's all, I don't kill anyone." ”

Chen Ping'an added, "Strive not to kill." ”

Song Yujiao took a deep breath and persuaded as calmly as possible: "Now that the two sides are equivalent to the confrontation between the two armies, you say that if you don't kill someone, you can not kill someone?" You should be a child, among the army, there are thousands of cavalry troops who can rush and wander, there are heavy armored foot soldiers in formation, and thousands of strong bows and crossbows are aimed at you, not to mention the end of heavy rain, not to mention that there are more than a dozen good players in the rivers and lakes under Chu Hao, as well as some captains who hold the bow of the soldiers, they are the important weapons of the country specially aimed at qi practitioners and grandmasters of the rivers and lakes in the imperial court, even if it is me Song Yuyao, if I shoot an arrow, I will be seriously injured!"

Chen Ping'an asked rhetorically: "Since the other party is so powerful, is the old-timer just here to send him to death?"

Song Yuyao said in a deep voice: "I want to capture the thief and capture the king first, and try my best to take down the coach Chu Hao in one go, so that this army will be leaderless, and then threaten Chu Hao to hand over the woman." I am fifty percent sure that I will act alone, but if you follow me into battle, once you fall into siege, it will only be a burden to me, so listen to me, hurry back to the villa, and take two friends away from the land of right and wrong. ”

Song Yujiao raised his head, in the summer, there was such a sunny day like spring, it was really good, he turned his head and smiled at the northern boy: "Chen Ping'an, I have good intentions." But whether I, Song Yuyao, live or die, Jianshui Villa survives or dies, they can all be called having a clear conscience, walking the rivers and lakes, this is not enough, it is enough!"

Chen Ping'an patted the wine gourd on his waist, and said with a bright smile: "I am running, it's really not me bragging, two legs must be faster than a four-legged war horse, and I still have a life-saving treasure at the bottom of the box, senior, you don't have to worry about me, just let go of your hands and feet to clean up that Chu Hao." If it weren't for this confidence, I wouldn't be showing up today. ”

Song Yu was so angry that he couldn't wait for a chestnut to smash on the head of this elm pimple, "Melon skin! You kid really be your own little broken wine jug, a sword raising gourd on the waist of the sword fairy on the mountain? Besides, you are a pure martial artist who has a tempered physique, what is the use of having the legendary sword raising gourd?!"

Chen Ping'an moved his steps, stood behind Song Yuyao, and came to a place that would not be seen by the soldiers and horses of the court of the Combing Water Kingdom, and slapped the sword raising gourd engraved with "ginger pot" on the bottom seal, and said in a deep voice: "On the first day of the new year, someone looks down on you, come out." ”

Song Yuyao was stunned.

What for?

The vermilion wine gourd didn't move.

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, "Fifteen." ”

Whoosh, a shocking ray of turquoise sword light, quickly swept out of the sword cultivation gourd, the speed was so fast, it can be called a galloping, the crystal clear pocket small sword, suddenly hovered in the air between the two, and then slowly wandered, as if asking the master Chen Ping'an for merit and reward.

Chen Ping'an has long known in his heart, the two little ancestors in the sword gourd, the flying sword fifteen is tame and obedient, Chen Ping'an has his heart, fifteen will be the tip of the sword, it is simply his intimate little padded jacket, as for the first uncle, it is really bigger than the sky, unless the danger of life and death, or it is interested in itself, Chen Ping'an basically can't move, but Chen Ping'an will not be difficult to force others, I don't expect the first day of junior high school to be like fifteen, everything goes well, at least in a few critical moments, the first day of junior high has never cheated himself.

Song Yuyao was surprised: "It's really a sword gourd of a great sword immortal?!"

Chen Ping'an grinned.

But Song Yuyao's next choices and words were still full of the old-fashioned pedantry of the old rivers and lakes, and patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, "Chen Ping'an, remember, the son of a daughter can't sit down! Let's go, you can come here to see you off, you have exhausted your love, since your martial arts road is already a smooth road, and you have a heavy treasure, you should cherish the stability of the moment even more, go and go, don't want to be a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, believe it or not, before I fight with the army, I will beat you with a disgraced face?!"

Song Yujiao said sharply: "I, Song Yuyao, do what I say!"

But it's still a but.

The fledgling young man, with a stunned Jianghu atmosphere, is not inferior to the old Jianghu Song Yuyao.

The northern boy who wore straw sandals, carried a wooden box on his back, carried a sword raising gourd around his waist, and had a flying sword in his gourd, and had walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, said solemnly to the old man: "I, Chen Ping'an, am from the mud bottle lane of Huaihuang County, Longquan County, Dali in the north, and I am also walking the rivers and lakes!"

The old man turned around and laughed, "Guawa'er, doesn't it seem like a sass?"

Chen Ping'an stepped forward and stood side by side with the old man, "I still want to invite you to a hot pot." ”

The old man was really relieved, although he looked into the distance, he had to ask again: "The situation is not good, can you really run away if you want to?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Not only do I have a sword raiser and a flying sword to protect myself, but I also wrote twenty square inch talismans in one breath last night, which can help me shrink the ground into inches, and if I really want to run for my life, the speed is swishing, and even I can't help but stretch out my thumb." ”

Although it sounded like a joke, the old man turned his head to look at the young man's expression carefully, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

The old man put his mind at ease, and stretched out his hand to hold down the hilt of the sword of "Yiran", "Okay! Then wait for your kid to invite me to eat this hot pot!"

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked softly: "Go to the restaurant to eat hot pot, can you bring your own drink?"

There are more sword cultivators, flying swords and what square inch charms, but the virtue of the wealth fan who deducts and searches is still the same.

The old man laughed and said, "What is this so broad and not wide, but very wide!"

Song Yuyao swept forward, the long sword came out of the bamboo sheath, the sword qi lingered between the heavens and the earth, and laughed loudly: "Let me take the first step, just be the queen of my palace!"

There are only two people on one side, and an army of 10,000 people on the other.

But the latter faced the old and young people in the rivers and lakes, but everyone was like a great enemy, when the war drums beat, the young soldiers from the garrison in some places subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Because the sword qi is close.

Against the two reckless men in the rivers and lakes, just consume the other party, there is no need to pay attention to the arrangement of troops on the battlefield, it is nothing more than the first cavalry charge, and then appropriately open the front line, left and right, try to cover all the arrow rain to cover the distance of the sword saint of the combing water country to break the formation, and then the rear infantry is in formation, the sword and shield hand is in front, and the spear pierces out, forming a layer of copper wall and iron wall.

In addition to the standard infantry bow and crossbow in the comb water national army, there are also dozens of divine bows hidden from the imperial royal treasury, carefully built by the Mo craftsmen, and have always been relied on by the military generals, the tip of the arrow is engraved with a moire rune, the arrow shaft is cast with fine iron, the arrow feather is a golden carving, and an arrow is tough and heavy, so the ordinary military archer can not control it, only the military warriors with good martial arts attainments can pull the bowstring, which is extremely powerful, and the speed, range and accuracy are far better than the general strong bow.

In the end, around the general Chu Hao, nearly twenty Jianghu eagle dogs gathered, and Song Yuyao wanted to start the battle alone and kill in front of Chu Hao, which was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

But Chu Hao knows that he is sure of victory, and the three thousand elite horsemen under his command who can fight well can also be afraid of a sword saint title and dare to charge head-on, but it does not mean that the rest of the soldiers and horses under his command can be fearless of death, Chu Hao has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he knows this, so he sent someone to send a message to several local garrison generals, this time the war horse trampled on the rivers and lakes, every person killed in the army, the pension of the imperial court was a staggering one hundred taels of silver, and the family of the fallen soldiers was exempted from military service for ten years!

But those who dare to retreat in the battle will be decided, and they will be dealt with in accordance with the laws of the border army, and the whole clan will be exiled for thousands of miles!

Rewards and punishments are combined, so that the whole army can only fight to the death.

The general Chu Hao rode his horse to stand under the mighty daze of the wind, and he was full of ambition.

The emperor privately promised himself that half of his Chu Hao could be included in his pocket to reward the dispatch of the Chu army, and the remaining half would be handed over to the treasury, but all the losses and pensions of the local army needed to be solved by him Chu Hao alone, and he was not allowed to bother the military department and the household department.

This bit of silver expenses, as long as the villa is raided, Chu Hao will still have a lot of money.

Song Yuyao didn't sweep into the air for the first time, to be the target of the dazzling arrow, bowed his head and bent over, holding Yiran, running all the way, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the speed was like thunder.

collided with the Chu Clan's elite rider, who had already opened a neat front.

The first rain of arrows poured down, and the sky was densely packed with black spots, and they shot at each other, and the bowstring suddenly loosened after being tightened, making a buzzing sound.

And that's just the first round of arch shooting.

Song Yuyao stepped on the ground with one foot, and the already swift forward swept more and more erratically, and the whole person rushed forward at a faster speed, and at the same time, his wrist twisted, his body spun, and the sword qi rolled, within a radius of several zhang, the majestic sword qi condensed into a ball, and then suddenly exploded and splashed.

The ground behind Song Yuyao was instantly filled with arrows that fell in arcs, and the soil cracked and dust rose everywhere.

The rest of the arrows that happened to come in front of him were all shattered by Song Yu's scattered sword qi.

Although the speed of Song Yu's burning was beyond imagination, and the swordsmanship was even more eye-opening to those battlefield soldiers, the second wave of riding bows and powerful shots still followed in an orderly manner, falling like rain.

Song Yuyao held Yiran in his hand, his body was like a spinning top and spun around quickly, and when he saw that around this old sword saint of the Combing Water Country, hundreds of "Yiran" swords instantly appeared, and the tips of the swords pointed out of the circle.

In one go, the sword qi is tens of millions.

Song Yuyao no longer held the sword in his hand, put his fingers together to make a sword trick, pointed to the sky, and shouted softly: "Go!"

Then he stomped his feet, the sword formation in front of him in half a circle, the long sword formed by the condensation of sword qi, towards the front row of elite cavalry who rushed with spears and spears, swayed away, and broke the legs of dozens of horses for a while, and penetrated the necks of the mounts of twenty elite cavalry.

A sword soared into the sky, under the traction of Song Yuyao's sword technique, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a big umbrella to cover the rain, when those arrows fell on the umbrella, without exception, they were all eggs hitting stones, shattering.

There were two streams of fine cavalry on both wings to accelerate forward, and at the same time, the side riding bow shot at Song Yuyao obliquely, and the remaining half circle of sword qi behind the old man quickly made up for the previous semi-circular sword formation, and flew out again, and dozens of horses on both wings of the cavalry died violently on the spot, and the cavalry fell off the horse, but Chu Hao's ability to lead the soldiers was highlighted here, except for a very few who fainted, most of those cavalry soldiers floated to the ground, or rolled up, pulled out the war knife at their waists, and directly slaughtered Song Yuyao.

The title of a sword saint in the Combing Water Country, the so-called first person in the rivers and lakes, can't scare these elite warriors who have been soaked in blood and lying in the pile of bones.

In the west of the central part of Aquarius, there are more than a dozen countries around the Caiyi country, with the most soldiers and horses in the Caiyi country, and it is the first power on the table, especially the number of cavalry is the highest among all countries, but what is the real combat power, whether it is the ancient Yu country that is rich in heavy armor foot soldiers, or the Songxi country that is familiar with bows and horses and is good at riding battles, or the people are fierce, The elite comb water country of foot riding is qualified to laugh at the embroidered pillows of the border army of the Caiyi country, and the first powerful military general surnamed Ma finally appeared, and the border boss was squeezed into the fat powder nest in Rouge County to support the elderly, such a large piece of greasy fat is enough for the three bordering countries of the Caiyi country to join forces to have a full meal.

Chu Hao personally led the troops to deter the rivers and lakes this time, in addition to his wife's personal grievances, in fact, the root cause is to compete for the identity of the commander of the expedition to the Caiyi country, so as to win more prestige for himself, otherwise even if His Majesty the Emperor is more inclined to Chu Hao, it will inevitably provoke the criticism of some meritorious old men and clan magnates.

The sword saint head that he sent to the door was no lighter than a sword water villa.

Chu Hao, who was heavily protected by the big array, couldn't help but smile and said, "God help me." Song Yu burns, kills, just kills, and when you reach the end of the crossbow, see how you still play prestige. I, Chu Hao, will soon have hundreds of thousands of border troops in my hands, and I will go north, and when I win the first merit of destroying the country in Caiyi, the annual Guanhu Academy military general evaluation in Aquarius may have a place for me! The big Li Song Changjing in the north is just relying on the emperor's relatives and relatives, and he really wants to talk about the true ability of using soldiers on the battlefield, a northern barbarian who drinks blood, what is it!"

Chu Hao clenched the imperial paper cutting knife, his smile became thicker, and he couldn't help but repeat, "God help me!"

On the road, Song Yuyao, who faced the enemy against the cavalry, after successfully blocking two waves of arrows, was already only fifty steps away from the front cavalry formation, and with his forward speed, the cavalry had already given up riding and shooting, and slammed into the old man in black with a familiar charging and chiseling posture.

Song Yu's heart moved slightly, and on the way forward, he moved a few steps sideways, dodging an extremely fast and insidious arrow, the momentum was far better than the previous cavalry who won by quantity, and then the old man changed his position three times, and he dodged the special arrow just right, and shook the two-finger sword trick, and the long sword in the air fell and rushed forward, laughing: "Chop the horse and start the battle!"

Those sword-wielding horsemen who fell from their horses had the intention to fight to the death, but everyone's swords fell into the air, only to feel that a stream of ethereal green smoke passed by, and there was no old man in black in front of him.

Standing like a flying sword swept forward, like a dragon swimming in the river, several horses were cut off in the blink of an eye, the long sword just opened up an unimpeded way forward for the owner behind, or pierced the back of the horse, or slid out of a huge blood groove on the side of the horse, or pulled out a large mass of bloody intestines from the abdomen, everywhere he went, the war horse fell to the ground, the rider fell, and then there was a thin figure like smoke, dashing forward.

The elite cavalry with outstanding combat power rushed into battle, and was pierced by the Sword Saint of the Combing Water Country.

After Song Yuyao successfully chiseled the first formation, there were shields like mountains in front of him, lined up in a line, and the sword light was dignified between the gaps, and there were spears such as forests slightly obliquely towering, full of one and a half people high, and the neat spearheads shone brightly under the sun, blooming with an amazing momentum unique to the battlefield.

If he jumped high and swept from the air towards the Daxu where the main general was, the hospitality of the Chu army would definitely be the infantry bow lined up behind the spear array, shooting upward.

Previously, because Song Yu burned through the formation too fast, the foot bow throwing did not come in handy, but this definitely does not mean that the foot bow has no deterrent power, not to mention that it is also mixed with a Zhang Mo family divine bow that is a treasure of the imperial court.

At this moment, behind the infantry formation that Song Yuyao's vision was out of, there were already several top masters of the rivers and lakes of the Combing Water Country who were attached to the imperial court, stepping on the heads and shoulders of the soldiers, and came together to kill, calculated the ventilation gap of Song Yuyao, and crossed the dense gun forest high, each with a sharp weapon, just Song Yuyao slashed down on the head.

Song Yuyao tapped his toes, did not retreat, but advanced, held the Yiran long sword in one hand, swept the sword with one sword, and slashed it lazily in the air.

Calculated that Song Yuyao wanted to ventilate, but the martial arts realm was poor, and this Jianghu Grandmaster in the eyes of the world didn't know how fast the qi of the martial artists of the Six Realms was circulating!

The three Little Masters of the Four Realms with different weapons were actually cut off by that half-arc sword qi on the spot.

Born in the rivers and lakes, he died on the battlefield.

I don't know if the three of them will die without a blind eye.

Song Yuyao slashed straight down with another sword, four or five foot soldiers in a large array of heavy armor, and several people behind them, at the same time, they were slashed by this sword qi that went straight through the air, and even people with armor and weapons were slashed together, and the surrounding foot soldiers were suddenly sprinkled with blood and broken limbs and wreckage, fortunately, the heavy armor foot formation has always been known for its stability, after the step formation was cut out of a path by the sword qi, the rear foot soldiers rushed to the front almost instantly, frantically filling the gap, and the foot soldiers on the left and right sides also consciously moved closer to the middle.

Fighting on the battlefield, not afraid of death, may not be able to live, and those who are afraid of death are often bound to die.

Song Yuyao took advantage of the blink of an eye that opened and closed the road, saw the approximate thickness of the step formation, sighed slightly in his heart, toe a little, holding Yiran, still only able to jump up, a touch of sword qi swayed out wantonly, cutting off the dense gun forest in the front rows, and at the same time suddenly clenched the long sword, a sword intent covered the sword body, the sword qi was shocked, Song Yuyao was like holding a full moon, as if he could compete with the sun above his head for glory!

Song Yuyao shouted, his body was more than a foot taller, the sword intent and sword qi soared at the same time, the full moon that was originally as big as a jade plate, suddenly became extremely huge, shrouded Song Yuyao, let the arrows shoot like rain, did not change the rules of the straight line, and rolled away towards the big volley, after the arrows hit the full moon, all the tips of the arrows were damaged, and the shafts of the arrows were shattered.

When the old man in black broke the formation for the second time, the young man with the sword in the distance behind him did not stand idly by, and also began to run forward, moving like a rabbit, extremely vigorous.

Of course, there was no need for the cavalry of the Chu clan to turn the horse's head, and it was just a matter of interfering with each other, so they naturally sprinkled their anger on the young man's head.

It's just that no one thought that a sword saint of the Combing Water Country, who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, can just break the formation blatantly, and a young man from the rivers and lakes who doesn't know where to jump out of is also so difficult, the figure of the young man with the sword on his back is too fast, and he can step two or three zhang away in one step, but he is extremely flexible in the tossing and turning of the square inch, not only dodging four or five arrows of the Mo family with tricky angles, but also a round of arrow rain was also rushed by him.

During this period, as long as he was on the way forward, avoiding the unavoidable arrows, the young man simply used his hands to push away the powerful arrows, when the young man and the cavalry collided face to face, originally with the rapid momentum of the war horse rushing forward, it can be said to have an advantage.

But for the time being, the young man who doesn't know the roots of the rivers and lakes is like a slippery loach, between the gaps in the charge of the fine horse, passing through, occasionally fighting, he either hammered the side of the horse with a punch, and hit the people and horses out of the side for two or three feet, or hit the shoulder obliquely, which is also a miserable end of the horse's hooves flying in the air and people and horses overturning.

At last he jumped up gently, stepped on the back of a horse, and flashed on the head of the horse or the back of the war horse behind him, so that the horsemen only felt like a gust of wind blowing in their faces, the knife was split, and the spear was also pierced, but they could not successfully catch even a piece of the young man's clothes.

It is definitely the peak of the Four Realms, or even the Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Five Realms!

A rider armed with a refined lance stabbed the young man in the air in the neck with precision, and shouted, "Die!"

Chen Ping'an crooked his neck, just dodging the assassination of the lance, and at the same time grabbed the horse lance that the battlefield riders dreamed of, even if the horseman's palm was blurred, the ancestral beloved lance in his hand was still taken away, Chen Ping'an converted into a two-handed lance posture in the air, and poked it heavily to the ground, the long lance with superior toughness collapsed out of a large arc like a bowstring, and there was a dull sound, Chen Ping'an was thrown high into the air seven or eight feet high.

He still held the end of the lance upside down in his hand and did not abandon it.

The young man with a resolute face with a sword on his back, in the field of vision of a large group of cavalry looking back into the distance, in front of everyone's eyes, as if a fairy who was flying in the wind, fell on the open ground in front of the foot formation after the riding formation, the young man's sleeves were fluttering, after his feet landed, he did not stop, retreated one step back, picked up his arms, and threw the horse lance into the air with all his might, and then made a gesture of slapping the wine jug on his waist, jumped up, and his figure disappeared in an instant, as if the immortal used the magic power of shrinking thousands of miles, and then I saw the young man unbelievably stepped on the long lance, one foot before and one foot, and it was like the legendary sword fairy imperial sword posture, full of the freehand that is difficult for martial artists on the battlefield to comprehend.

If you don't mention the hostile camp, I'm afraid that some people can't help but cheer.

Then an even more scolding scene happened.

The young man was above the big array, stepping on the long lance and flying forward against the wind, not to mention, he even took off the wine gourd, raised his head and poured a sip of wine!

Everyone hates it so much, but in the deepest part of their hearts, isn't there something ...... Fascinating?!

The battlefield is tragic, and the rivers and lakes are heroic.

Originally, there was a world of difference between the two, just like the previous Sword Saint of the Comb Water Country's broken formation, especially when the sword qi slashed the step formation, how tragic and bloody?

But this young man with a sword on his back went all the way, without killing anyone, but followed the old man in black to break the formation without saying a word, and he also broke the formation, but it was so romantic.

Because the lance swept forward too quickly, and this move was too incredible, so that the phalanx step archers were a little confused, but under the reprimand and command of the leading generals, they specially let the strongest group of sharp soldiers in the army intercept and shoot this person with a strong bow, of course, those who are qualified to hold the Mo family's divine bow on the battlefield, not to mention, have already pulled their bows like a full moon, and a branch of soldiers is a heavy treasure, and the fierce shot follows.

There are many visions, and there are jaw-dropping accidents.

I saw that from the vermilion wine gourd on the waist of the young man with the sword on his back, two brilliant fireflies, one snow-white and one faint-green, suddenly swept out, and under the lance, they shattered the arrows one by one.

There was no need for the teenager to dodge at all, and a small number of arrows that were extremely deterrent fell in vain.

After flying over a distance of dozens of zhang, the horse lance standing on both feet has begun to fall, Chen Ping'an stepped on the lance, no longer caring about the fall of the lance to the ground, the figure was tall, soaring, just dodging a top swordsman in the rivers and lakes to intercept the interception, the latter regretfully landed, looked back, his eyes were fierce, and his face was full of resentment.

If he couldn't stop Song Yuyao before, and was slashed backwards and crashed into the big array by the almost impeccable majestic sword qi, it would be understandable, then he didn't even touch a nameless teenager, what was the matter!

Raising troops for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, how can I enjoy the glory and wealth calmly on the side of the great general Chu Hao in the future?

Further ahead, only a hundred steps away from the coach Daxu, the cloud of sword qi that enveloped Song Yuyao had been seriously damaged by countless spears and arrows, and more than a dozen good hands in the rivers and lakes were killed one after another, so when a green sword qi came with the sound of wind and thunder, Song Yuyao horizontal sword was in front, and the sword qi as thick as a cyan python, although it finally broke through the old man's full moon sword formation, it was also broken by the long sword, and it was all in two, roaring past the old man's side, and dozens of heavily armored foot soldiers behind him were killed on the spot.

Song Yuyao put away the horizontal sword style, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, even so, he still didn't dare to ventilate easily.

Because the person who made the sword a hundred steps away was a kendo master of at least five realms.

The man was standing under the Great Xuan, next to the general Chu Hao, wearing a green robe, with one hand behind him, and the tip of the sword in the other hand pointed directly at Song Yuyao.

This person is not very old, looking at his appearance, he is about thirty years old, but his real age may be forty, and the long sword in his hand is not a divine weapon that sharpens iron like clay, but a shiny green bamboo, two feet six inches long, but the same length as the sword.

He stood proudly on horseback, and the general Chu Hao, who was much shorter, didn't care about this, and his face was full of smiles.

The swordsman who used green bamboo as a sword smiled and said, "Song Yu burned the bamboo sheath of that sword is good, General Chu, can you give it to me?"

Chu Hao smiled heroically and said, "Why not, don't say it's a bamboo sheath, I'll give you a sword along with it!"

The swordsman shook his head and smiled: "That's not necessary, a Yiran sword, if General Chu can give it to your Emperor His Majesty, to show that the rivers and lakes bow down to the imperial court, it is also a good talk." ”

Chu Hao suddenly realized, clapped his hands and laughed: "It's still the Qingzhu Sword Immortal who thinks thoughtfully, so it's the best!"

Song Yuyan held his breath and stood in a small clearing that the soldiers avoided by themselves.

It was the young swordsman of the Songxi Country Qingzhu Sword Immortal, and asked with a smile: "Old Sword Saint Song, believe it or not, when you ventilate, it is the time to die. ”

Song Yuyao's face was indifferent.

There was an uproar behind the old man.

Chu Hao narrowed his eyes, took out a small thing in the shape of a silver ingot from his sleeve, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and then crooked his neck, and soon two white-haired old men with long breathing walked out beside him, one was wearing a brocade robe, and there was a cyan talisman twisted between his fingers, and the rune was in golden font. A burly man is armed with a double axe, and the axe is engraved with auspicious cloud seals. Neither of them wore armor and was clearly not a lieutenant in the army.

Both of them looked behind Song Yuyao, compared to the calm and calm of Qingzhu Sword Immortal, the two old men who accompanied the army were a little dignified.

As the Great Qi Practitioner enshrined by the royal family of the Combing Water Country, they knew what it meant for a sword cultivator who had raised a natal flying sword, no matter how old or young, once he risked his life to fight the trapped beast.

Chu Hao said softly: "One of you will help the Qingzhu Sword Immortal to fight quickly, kill Song Yuyao, and one of you must drag that young man." ”

The strong man with the double axe strode towards Song Yuyao, and said with a cruel smile: "It's up to me to force the old guy to ventilate!"

The old man in the brocade robe smiled slightly, gathered his mind, and threw the blue paper talisman that had been treasured for many years into the air.

After the talisman lifted into the air, it disappeared in an instant.

It appeared one hundred and fifty steps away in an instant, the golden light exploded, and the last golden armor military general fell to the ground with a bang, two feet tall, standing in the crowd of people, it seemed to stand out from the crowd, it was holding a halberd, that solemn golden armor, only silver light flowed, and the military general had no substantial body.

Chen Ping'an ran all the way, seemingly empty, but in fact, every time he landed, he stepped on the two flying swords of the first and fifteenth of the junior high school.

If Chen Ping'an is a brainless person, it must be true.

But when he began to walk the rivers and lakes alone, compared to the young man in Mud Bottle Lane who liked to jump over the stream, Chen Ping'an had actually changed a lot.

At this moment, I saw the golden armor and silver body of the wrestler not far away, holding a golden halberd, ready to go, staring at him.

Chen Ping'an's mind was not frozen, there were two brass wrestlers in Chongmiao Dao in Rouge County, as if a high-quality talismanic brass wrestler could be comparable to the martial artists of the Three Realms, and the two-foot tall golden armor wrestler in front of him was estimated to be at least the combat power of the martial artists of the Four Realms, and it may even be the strength of the Five Realms.

It's just that at the beginning of the boxing practice, he dared to call out a mountain-moving old ape from Zhengyang Mountain.

When Chen Ping'an got up, he really didn't feel scared.

Thick accumulation, flash of inspiration.

Chen Ping'an almost naturally reached out and grabbed the locust wood sword.

At the same time, he silently said in his heart: "On the first day of junior high school, on the fifteenth day, go and help the old Song seniors deal with that swordsman and strong man, and I will deal with this wrestler myself." ”

There were only twenty steps apart, and the two sword lights under Chen Ping'an's feet, one left and one right, drew an arc around the gold-armored warrior who began to trample on the earth and run forward with a halberd.

Chen Ping'an, who was still holding the hilt of the wooden sword, jumped away and shouted, "Senior Song, just rest assured!"

At the moment of the great enemy, the burly man's double axe was about to be chopped, and there was even a green bamboo sword immortal eyeing him, Song Yujiao smiled heartily, and he was really ventilated.

The green bamboo sword immortal standing on horseback slashed out with a sword.

Chen Ping'an, who was in the air, muttered words that no one could hear, and then the whole person fell into an ethereal realm that he had never seen before.

I forget about things, and the heart of the sword is clear.

There was once a sword of the ancient temple Huaimu, which split the golden light array of the pink-robed demon with an understatement.

Since I can't catch it, then I will use my sword today like learning boxing, one punch at a time, and there will always be a day when I will hit a million punches. First of all, only take its meaning, not learn its shape!

Just hand out a sword!

There are mountains to open mountains, and there is water to cut off water!

The eighteen-stop sword qi in his body did not converge at all, like a flood bursting a levee, rushing through the cold qi mansions that had long been regarded as chicken ribs by today's sword cultivators.

Chen Ping'an suddenly pulled out the Huaimu sword in an instant, bringing up the brilliant sword qi that he couldn't see, and slashed at the two-zhang tall golden-armored wrestler.

Together with the huge halberd, the Golden Armor Martial Arts will be slashed away with a bang!

Chen Ping'an, who landed on his feet, raised his head, and a huge slit appeared on the golden armor wrestler in front of him, silver light burst out, and the golden armor shattered.

He fell to the ground in front of him, and then shattered, and the golden light and silver light flew all over the sky.

Chen Ping'an, who was sweating and squatting slightly on his knees, was in a trance for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, straightened his waist, and clenched the Huai Mu sword in his hand.

Walking the rivers and lakes, I have a sword!

The young man has never been so hearty, so he wants to vent the depression in his heart, in the army of 10,000 people, holding a successful Huaimu sword, the young man said loudly: "Dali Chen Ping'an is here!"