When the soldier's shoulder jumped up with the force, his hand broke the moon point in the opponent's wrist for a moment, and Gu Xiaodeng noticed that the touch from the tip of the Broken Moon Sword was wrong, and he hurriedly moved his gaze slightly, and landed on the soldier's wrist stabbed by Shicai's own sword, and found that there was no blood flowing out of the soldier's wrist, but it was like a broken crockpot broken by a sharp weapon, showing a slight crack.

It suddenly became clear to their hearts that it was no wonder that they never answered their own words, no wonder they heard the sound of pottery shattering when they were dodging the feathered arrows under the belly of the Frontrider's horse, no wonder they looked at their faces so strangely and terrifyingly, and it all made sense, these soldiers were not people, no, to be exact, they were not living people.

The young man's internal strength jumped in a leap, enough to cross the siege of the military formation, who expected that when Gu Xiao's eyes were still on the wrist soldier who was hit by himself, the sound of sharp objects breaking through the air next to his ears rose again, and when he looked back, he saw that dozens of spears had already stabbed himself in the air.

"It seems that we need to test a bit before we can make a conclusion." The young man said to himself, and at the same time as he spoke, his body had already appeared, changing the momentum of the clouds, meeting dozens of spears, and pulling out layers of sword flowers in his hand...

As the sword light swept by, the sound of pottery shattering sounded, and these seemingly extremely sharp spears were swept by the broken moon as if they had been decaying for many years, and they immediately broke apart.

The young man's cloud stopped, his figure fell in the military formation, and the sound of retreating with his own brushes sounded in his ears, and he glanced at the military formation that he threw away again, and the strange soldiers advanced and retreated, and the soldiers who were cut off their spears had already retreated, and the saber soldiers took advantage of the situation and slashed down at the young men in the formation.

Looking at the knife that slashed at him, the young man was not panicked, but when he saw the strange faces of these soldiers, he was a little panicked, and it was in the moment when the young man was stunned that those blades had arrived.

Swords came from all sides, one sword in one hand, unable to resist, gathering gods to face the battle, Gu Xiao had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he held his hand to interrupt the moon, and swept his body out of the sword to block with the cloud and wind.

Broken Moon is a divine weapon in the world, and ordinary blades can't resist it, not to mention the saber that has long been decayed at this moment.

The young man's body swirled in the formation, and the military formation surrounded a few points again, and the encirclement became tighter and tighter.

These soldiers firmly trapped the young man who kept resisting the saber, but because of the trap, the battle gradually closed, but the opponent against the young man was relatively much smaller.

Dodging the head-on swords, since he was sure in his heart, Gu Xiao's hand was no longer merciful, avoiding it for a moment, the sword move turned into a slash, and instantly swept towards the strange soldiers who came forward again.

When the long sword passed, the front chest of the soldier was broken, and several soldiers fell in response, but the soldiers who came behind him like ants ignored the fallen comrades, stepped on their bodies, and continued to rush forward.

The sound of the pottery shattering sounded again, Gu Xiao took advantage of the moment when the soldiers were not yet close, looked down, and saw that the soldiers who had just been swept by his broken moon had been trampled by the latecomers, and they were instantly shattered.

Following the shattered reputation, I saw that these soldiers were not flesh, but terracotta figurines, as I expected, and the strange faces I saw were just painted by skilled craftsmen, and as the soldiers who came up took turns to trample on them, they had been completely shattered into slag.

Seeing these strange terracotta warriors clearly, Gu Xiao's mind was a little calm, and he had no time to think about what kind of mysterious power could drive these terracotta warriors to attack him, swinging his sword to resist the soldiers of the terracotta warriors who kept surging up, and raised his eyes again and looked at the stone gate that appeared on the rock wall.

I thought that there was a way out of the valley in the stone gate, but now it seems that these warriors, who do not eat or drink, are hidden in this stone gate, which is set up for outsiders who are forced into the valley by the colorful poisonous miasma.

When the clues were connected in his mind, several spears stabbed behind him, Gu Xiao bowed his head to avoid it for a moment, turned around and took out his sword, connected the body of the warriors behind him, and cut them to the ground, and the warriors behind him came again...

Looking at the shattered terracotta terracotta clay, the young man's heart suddenly moved, as if he had a way to get out...

Eagerly raising his eyes, silently calculating the distance between himself and the rock wall, Gu Xiao didn't hesitate anymore, and his body suddenly rose... The blades of the terracotta warriors attacked from all sides stabbed into the air, forming a net and giving the young man something to borrow from his feet.

I saw the young man's figure jump up, volleying to avoid the blades of the terracotta warriors stabbing below, and when the cloud was exhausted, his feet jumped again, and he was close to the rock wall, and he could turn around, and he saw that the terracotta warriors who had just pounced in the air had turned around and forced again.

After a little hesitation, the young man did not enter the stone gate to find a way out as he had planned before, but instead performed light skills and fled to a seemingly narrow rock wall notch.

Standing still, waving his sword and turning around, there was a rock wall behind him, Gu Xiao's eyes stared at the attacking terracotta warriors, he didn't panic, but breathed a long sigh of relief, as if everything was in his plan.

There is no enemy behind him, just take care of the terracotta warriors attacking in front of him, the young man is no longer distracted, he concentrates on the battle, the moonlight sword in his hand is so fast that only the afterimage appears... The boy no longer performs light skills, clinging to the rock wall, stepping on every inch, pointing, teasing, playing, collapsing... Make the most of what you've learned.

The terracotta warriors who kept rushing forward swept by with the moonlight in the young man's hand one by one, and there was no enemy... As long as it falls to the ground, it will be trampled and broken by the latecomers, and in a short time, the terracotta clay fragments have accumulated into a slope.

The young man's sword momentum did not stop, but his eyes swept towards the more and more clay fragments accumulating under his feet, and he silently thought in his heart: "It is really feasible, as long as these terracotta warriors are broken by themselves, they can become the footsteps of those who come after, build up enough height, and rise from the clouds, they can get out and escape from the valley." ”

With the hope of getting out, the sword in the young man's hand was faster, and the terracotta warriors that poured uphill were smashed one by one, turning them into stepping things, and as the terracotta warriors were broken more and more, he smashed several terracotta warriors in front of him again, and looked up, only to see that under the clay, it was still dense, like an ant colony swarming the terracotta warriors.

I can't help but be glad that I didn't enter the stone gate, nine times out of ten it is just a place to hide these terracotta warriors, and when I enter, I will become a turtle in the urn, thinking of this, while the terracotta warriors have not yet attacked the pottery slope, I looked up, and estimated the distance of the cloud in my heart, whether I can climb to the top.

Only for a moment, Gu Xiao suddenly felt a trace of danger coming from the valley, although he had not been in the realm of the machine for a short time, the improvement of perception was not a half-star, it was only a fleeting crisis, but it was keenly captured by the young man.

Sweeping down the terracotta warriors attacking the uphill again, he hurriedly raised his eyes to find the source of his perception of the crisis, and found that outside the layers of terracotta warriors, the "corpse" of the Faceless Horseman, who had already been shot into a hedgehog, slowly got up, first sat down on the horse and raised his hooves, and then the Faceless Rider actually stood slowly with a full body of feathered arrows.

Seeing this scene, the young man was shocked, when he had crossed the light skill before, he had already investigated, the Faceless Horseman had long since lost his breath, and experienced that round of arrow rain, even if "he" vitality was tenacious, there was no possibility of survival, otherwise, "he" took advantage of his siege by the army, wouldn't it be better than now.

His heart was slightly chaotic, the young man didn't notice that the terracotta warriors who poured up the terracotta slope again, and were almost injured by the blades in their hands, so he hurriedly gathered his mind and concentrated to deal with it, and at the same time, his heart turned sharply, taking advantage of the fact that the terracotta warriors that were crushed by his own long sword slipped down, and when the terracotta warriors below had not yet killed the terracotta slope, his eyes kept looking at the distance from the top of the valley.

"Hurry up, hurry up... Faster. Gu Xiao muttered to himself, originally calmly responded, but as the Faceless Rider got up again, he became more and more anxious, these terracotta warriors are inhuman, painless and fearless, like moths to a fire, endlessly, it is extremely tricky, he is just relying on the terrain and the clay slopes piled up by fragments

Barely supporting, if the Frontless Horseman joins the warband, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to parry.

The boy who wanted to get out as soon as possible no longer wanted to see what was going on with the Faceless Horseman, and used his sword moves with all his might, constantly slashing the terracotta warriors to speed up the height of the clay slope.

At this time, the young man's hand was interrupted for a month, just like the two armies facing each other, and the confrontation was instantaneous, quickly harvesting the lives of the soldiers, and cutting all the terracotta warriors who climbed the terracotta slope.

In addition, one night, the dripping water did not enter, and the young man was tired, and the moonlight sword in his hand was not as sharp as before.

Broken Moon swung a sword to attack the blade, the young man took advantage of the situation, and used enough internal force to brush the chest of the terracotta warriors in front of him, the terracotta warriors were overwhelmed by the palm power, and they were broken and scattered when they landed, but before the young man could take a breath, the terracotta warriors below climbed again.

I had to swing my sword hard... The cycle continued, and in about a moment, the young man's chest was already rising and falling rapidly, showing a faint sign of exhaustion.

Looking up, calculating the distance between the top of the valley, where the two sections of clouds were already within reach, the young man's eyes showed a look of joy, and he swung his sword to slash down and attack the terracotta warriors, no longer waiting, and the only remaining internal force was enough, and he stepped on the clay slope and rose, wanting to use the cloud vertical to get out of trouble...

When his body was about to rise, he suddenly felt a strong clamp on his ankle, dragged himself down, and hurriedly looked down, only to see that in the clay pile that was chopped by himself, there was a soldier with a broken hand, and he grabbed his ankle.

I didn't expect this terracotta warrior to be cut open for a moment, and I could still grab myself, but I had to drag the heavy terracotta warrior stump and cast the cloud vertical, and I would not be able to jump to the top of the valley, so I had no choice but to fall down, but at this time, on the clay pile, there were already terracotta warriors waiting for me, and they raised the rotten blades in their hands, just waiting for the young man to fall on it, and immediately kill it.

There is not much internal force left, but in the face of the choice of life and death, how can the young man have any reservations, and he is busy pouring the only remaining internal force into the Broken Moon Sword, and at the moment when his body falls down the clay slope, he quickly kicks out and sweeps away several rotten blades.

The stump of the terracotta warriors on the young man's ankle touched several rotten blades, both of them shattered, and the terracotta warriors in front of him were also swept away by a kick and staggered a few points.

Suddenly, a fierce force came at me... This fierceness is not the sense of oppression brought about by the deep internal force of the masters of the rivers and lakes, but more like the indomitable brazenness of the world's famous generals when they rush into battle.

Subconsciously leaned over to dodge, and a blade brushed the end of the hair, and landed straight on the smooth rock wall behind him that could not leave any traces with enough internal force.

When I got up and looked back, I had palpitations.

The tip of the blade is cold, as if it has been invaded by time,

Next to the crescent moon, I still see the murderous intent.

The commander of the army is more than a zhang, it is a crescent moon halberd, but the top of this halberd is rotten, and if you look carefully, it is made of clay fragments.

Seeing the whole picture of this soldier, the young man was even more shocked in his heart, he was already a god soldier in the world, and with the full force of the human realm, he could not cause a little damage to this rock wall, but he was easily pierced by this clay blade like cutting tofu, what kind of martial realm is this, it can be like this.

It's just that this momentary distraction, the feeling of shaking came from under his feet, the boy woke up from the distraction, stabilized his figure, looked down, and saw that the soldiers who had been attacking the clay slope in a steady stream had temporarily stopped attacking, and retreated to both sides in an orderly manner, and a straight road appeared under the clay slope.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, the young man said secretly, just by using the crescent moon halberd that has not entered the rock wall to be used as a stepping thing, he does not want to sit still, and he exerts his full strength to exert the cloud vertical, and then jumps to the top of the valley.

The body is about to move, but the sound of the terracotta warriors stepping below has stopped, and a horse is riding and stepping on the snow...

Without looking back, it was known that the Faceless Rider was coming again, and he didn't want to fight with him anymore, so he got out of his body, and the boy was already stepping on the halberd, jumping high...