Loulan.

The city wall of the national capital, which extends for about ten miles to the east, should have been a perennial irrigation of the Peacock River.

But now, it is reckless yellow sand, covering everything, like encountering a huge sandstorm, the wind is sweeping, shrouding everything under the dust.

The few tenacious greenery, growing with difficulty, not only can not make people feel the pulse of life, but make people feel that this sea of sand is becoming more and more dead and desolate......

Heaven and earth, a bleak.

And all these changes stem from the destruction of the quasi-artifact, the Buddha Gate Hengsha.

Artifact's Fury!

One billion square meters of yellow sand and gravel swept across the four realms, submerging and swallowing the Qingzhou army.

Moreover.

In these gravels, there is still a faint aura of the artifact, which makes this boundless sea of sand, almost a world of its own, turn into a terrifying cage.

More than 20,000 Qingzhou soldiers were trapped in this sand sea cage and could not escape.

"It will take at least three days to break this sea of sand!"

In the depths of the sand sea, Wei Anguo, who had just been promoted to the [Demon Swinging General], casually threw out a handful of calculations and quickly calculated the time to get out of trouble.

"The Loulan royal family is really willing."

"At the cost of shattering a quasi-artifact, trapping a certain family for three days!"

The person who spoke was none other than the superior to whom the Eighteenth Battalion belonged - the partial general Hongwu, the quasi-artifact-the master of the fierce bow, the actual commander of the Qingzhou Army, the closed disciple of the great general Wei Xuan, the strongest man in Qingzhou, and the only Wuhou in Qingzhou.

That is:

Qingzhou Soldier Martial Journey Sequence, the Fourth Realm!

Qingtian Qinghou!

Even if it was Loulan's side, he tried his best to break the quasi-artifact, but he could only trap this person for three days.

And Hong Wu himself is as tall as Optimus Prime, ten feet tall, his limbs are thick and tough, standing among thousands of soldiers, as eye-catching as a giant tree.

"The body is like a building wood, and the sky is strong!"

The Qingzhou Army even gave General Hongwu a particularly loud nickname.

Calling:

"Optimus Prime!"

Hong Wu's pale blushing face flashed a hint of worry, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Elder Wei, can you deduce the news of the Great General?"

A few hours ago.

The three great martial marquis, Hongwu, Liu Chuanzhi and Wei Anguo, raised the troops of Qingzhou and attacked the city overnight, but they were swallowed by the sea of sand, but it was Wei Xuan, the general who guarded the camp, who escaped.

But it also creates another problem.

The camp of the Western Army was empty, and there were only 1,000 personal soldiers guarding the general Wei Xuan...... But on the contrary, Wei Xuan is already a wasted person, with the talent of a general, but he has no hands and no power.

When I think of such an unpredictable crisis of life and death.

Hong Wu frowned, a deep haze flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help but worry about his respected teacher.

"Wait a minute."

Wei Anguo brushed his long beard and beautiful hair, with the help of Jiang Chen, he successfully regained his youth and was promoted to the general of the demon swing, and the means he had were already much richer.

Among them, it includes the use of tortoise shells to spy on the good fortune and evil of heaven and earth!

Between words.

Wei Anguo took out a quaint tortoise shell from the storage bag, reached out and dripped a few traces of blood, and landed on the surface of the tortoiseshell.

The next moment!

The majestic blood qi contained in the blood exploded and turned into a raging red flame.

Then, the tortoise shell cracked, turning into lines.

Rumble!

Above the tortoise shell, an unstable picture suddenly appeared.

In the reckless Gobi, an old man on crutches, led more than 1,000 Qingzhou soldiers, took the initiative to give up the huge expedition to the west of the military camp, and chose to quickly build all kinds of fortifications, dig trenches and take soil, accumulate soil as a base, and lay traps.

Especially the rolling logs.

In the battle of the hillside, if there are dozens of heavy giant trees rolling down the hillside, it will definitely cause great results.

Guard Guard breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's finished."

"The general is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles from my Qingzhou, and he knows at a glance that the camp is difficult to defend, and he has been transferred to the remaining veins of Beijiao Mountain, and he is waiting for help."

Hong Wu's face gradually relaxed, and he asked again:

"Is the hexagram about Beijiao Mountain accurate?"

"Zhang Baisui has been transferred to Qingzhou for decades, with his current physical condition, can he really regain his former bravery?"

Between the words, there was a trance tone with a hint of distrust.

After all.

After Zhang Baisui searched for the "Great Desolation Sutra" for a long time, he escaped into the teaching room, and studied for many years like a salted fish, only teaching military law, cultivating juniors, and fighting with others for a long time.

There has been no record for many years, which naturally makes it difficult for the generals in the army to be convinced.

Wei Anguo said lightly:

"The tortoise shell hexagram is incarnated, there are seven characters, Beijiao Qingjiang Zhen Loulan!"

"Can I occupy Loulan and turn the gateway to the Western Regions into the royal land of Kyushu, the most critical figure is in Beijiao Mountain."

"It's this Beijiao Qing General!"

"Zhang Longxiang failed to break through and died of his achievements, which is impossible."

"So-"

"Before the envoys came, those who had the ability to kill all the Loulan royal family were the only ones who had no sword ghosts on the battlefield of Liaodong in the past, and Zhang was 100 years old."

Hong Wu was silent for a long time before he said slowly:

"That's fine."

"There is no doubt about employing people, and there is no need for suspicious people, can the fruits of the victory of my Qingzhou Army be kept? It's up to the person. ”

Hear this.

Wei Anguo didn't know why, Jiang Chen's young figure suddenly flashed in his mind, and he always felt that the previous tortoiseshell divination hexagram foreshadowed:

"Beijiao Qing General!"

It's not Zhang 100 years old.

It's ginger dust.

But this speculation is really a bit unreasonable.

A mere wilderness hunter, even if he has the strength of a general, can deal with one or two fierce beasts at most, and he will never be able to defeat the five wolf generals of Loulan.

To know.

These five corpse warriors are connected with each other, forming a formation of their own, if they join hands to deal with the enemy, it is enough to deal with the strong man of the Wuhou level.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Wei Anguo shook his head, gave up this outrageous delusion, and said secretly:

"Besides, Jiang Chen is not a young general, the martial arts he practices are wilderness martial arts."

"Zhang Bai, who is a Qingzhou fighting general, is worthy of the hexagram."

…………

The top of Beijiao Mountain.

Jiang Chen held the Red Soul Bow, clasped the arrow with his five fingers, and pulled the bowstring with great force, like a full moon, his eyes stared at the Sun and Moon Dragon's Den halfway up the mountain, Zhang Baisui's back bone.

And when the bowstring is full,

The moment when the arrow is on the line.

"Not good!"

"The Red Soul Bow has been stretched to its fullest, and its power cannot be underestimated!"

Zhang Baisui's face trembled wildly, and his scalp was numb in shock, as if some extremely powerful beast was attacking from behind.

His heart shook wildly, and he stepped heavily without thinking, and then the blood and qi in his chest and abdomen surged, and his lower limbs swelled rapidly.

With the blessing of qi and blood all over his body, the strength of his legs skyrocketed, Zhang Baisui let out a low roar, and jumped towards the periphery of the stone cave with great strength.

And at this time.

Jiang Chen's internal qi rose from the hundreds of bones in his limbs, and he did not enter the arrow edge, but also full of arrow power.

And then

Bless the Arrow!

The spirit behind it, the spiritual phantom of General Dahan Fei, also appeared in the underworld, blessed on the edge of the arrow, and continued to increase the power of the arrow.

Even if it is a stubborn tiger, it can be submerged in the stone edge.

Rumble!

Arrow out!

The bow is like a thunderbolt, and the arrow is like a meteor!

In the blink of an eye.

The arrow broke through the air barrier, causing an explosion to roar, and then with a billowing air current, it exploded!

"Ahh

Zhang Baisui roared wildly, burst out with all his strength, and rose to the ground, trying to avoid this terrifying blow, but Jiang Chen's archery skills can be called:

"Wear poplars and shoot willows, and hit every shot!"

How can it be so easy to escape?

Zhang Baisui tried his best to bless his lower limbs with qi and blood, making them congested and expanded, and he hurriedly moved a distance of about four or five inches.

The next moment!

The sound of an air barrier explosion was heard.

This means:

Arrows are coming!

Zhang Baisui's expression changed greatly, his eyes were wide in horror, and he immediately tried to twist his body, narrowly avoiding the most dangerous arrow, but his left shoulder still rubbed against the body of the arrow.

Connection.

The left half of his body was as if he had been smashed down by a heavy hammer, and the majestic force contained in it almost shook his left arm numbly.

And the arrow remained unabated, like a meteor, falling into the dragon's lair of the sun and moon.

With the sound of rubbing the stone, the arrow was completely submerged in the stone edge.

This kind of power can be called the following:

Terrifying!

It also made Zhang Baisui deeply feel:

What does it mean to be afraid of being strong?

That's it.

"Qi and blood are better than me."

"And with the help of those strange eyes, Jiang Chen's archery skills can be called a hundred shots, if you can't fight in close quarters in time, you will be defeated today!"

Zhang Baisui's expression was tense, with his experience in a hundred battles, he naturally sensed the crisis for the first time, and then did not even hesitate at all, and immediately twisted his body and used one of his hole cards.

"Legion Skill: Divine Speed!"

Although it doesn't have any soldier qi and blood to use, it is also an extremely powerful footwork martial art, and the speed increase effect is excellent!

Zhang Baisui raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Chen at the top of the mountain, his qi and blood were churning, and he rushed up along the mountain road, without any defensive posture at all.

This moment.

Jiang Chen also immediately raised his bow.

Arrows out of the chain!

Shout!

Woohoo!

Several arrows were shot out one after another, and in the rumbling sound, Zhang Baisui also took out a new hole card, and there was a trace of sword intent contained in the Aoki sword.

Calling:

"Canopy Sword Intent!"

According to legend, the Yellow Emperor fought with Chi You in the field of Zhuolu, and after the victory, he was born with five-colored clouds, covering the sky above the Yellow Emperor's head, sheltering him from the wind and rain.

Seeing this, the Yellow Emperor had an idea and created an umbrella cover for heaven and earth, which could be placed on the top of the chariot to shelter the rider from the wind and rain.

Hundreds of thousands of years later.

All princes and princes travel by car with canopy umbrellas made of silk silk.

In addition to sheltering from the wind and rain, shading the sun and protecting from the sun, it is also a symbol of high status, representing the people of the world.

The green wood in Zhang Baisui's hand is made of the canopy wooden handle of the imperial chariot often used by the pseudo-emperor Mang of the New Dynasty.

Thus.

Its sword intent is not to kill, but to protect the sword master.

When Zhang Baisui evoked this arrow intent, in front of him, countless sword qi rolled away and flowed, living in front of him, forming an invisible canopy.

Over the past few decades.

There were more than a dozen old enemies who tried to sneak attack Zhang Baisui, and the strength that erupted was also extremely strong, but they were all safely blocked by this canopy sword intent.

Sure enough.

Although Jiang Chen still had the strength to spare, the Red Soul Bowstring had already been raised to the upper limit of sixty-five stones, and the three arrows were shot out in a row, and they had never pierced through the canopy.

"Three arrows, as long as you hold on to three more arrows, the old man can pinch the back of Jiang Chen's stinky boy's neck and make him obedient!"

Zhang Baisui snorted coldly, continued to face the wind and snow, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Chen was also full of arrows.

The spiritual phantom of General Da Hanfei once again appeared behind Jiang Chen.

Rumble!

An arrow shoots out!

"Hold on!"

Zhang Baisui snorted lightly, outputting his qi and blood with all his strength, trying to enhance the power of the canopy sword intent.

But the moment the arrow struck, the furious force exploded violently, and it instantly pierced through the invisible canopy in front of him.

And then.

It was his right shoulder.

Puff –

Blood is flowing!

But the corners of Zhang Baisui's mouth flashed with a smile of "the plan succeeded", and when the distance was still 100 zhang, he suddenly launched another hole card.

He perfectly held the "Ritual: Tiger Hunting", a powerful footwork learned from the flying general Li Guang:

Wind Walk!

Wow~

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying.

Countless fierce winds converged at Zhang Baisui's feet.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Baisui stepped on the wind and leaped up in the air at an almost incredible speed.

In just one breath, he had already crossed a hundred zhang distance and instantly climbed to the top of Beijiao Mountain.

Then.

Zhang Baisui snorted lightly:

"Immortal Sword Intent!"

"Open!"

A trace of viscous sword intent, like spring rain, suddenly swept into every inch of space around Jiang Chen's body.

In terms of grappling, Zhang Baisui is a professional.

The sword intent should have been a hundred steel, extremely sharp, but in his hands, it turned into a finger wrapping soft, like water, which could be splashed in the four realms.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Baisui let out a sullen breath.

The qi and blood around his body were bulging, and he actually burst out half of his qi and blood in one breath, frantically increasing the total amount of sword intent, making every space around him full of immortal sword intent.

Like silk, dense, endless!

Under the constraints of such a tight space, Kyushu's top footwork will never leave here unscathed.

However.

Jiang Chen was in the space wrapped in thousands of sword intents, but he smiled apologetically at Zhang Baisui, and his mind moved, and his body disappeared into invisibility in an instant.

"How is that possible?"

"What is the Word that he has mastered?"

"In the past 70 years, the old man has never seen such a strange Taoist ......"

Zhang Baisui's heart jumped, and he turned his head consciously, his cloudy old eyes and pupils contracted instantly.

He saw:

Jiang Chen, the hateful stinky boy, actually stood at his starting point - halfway up the mountain, the sun, moon and dragon's lair, waving at himself.

┏(＾0＾)┛。

"Old Tun Chief, do you want to continue?"

Jiang Chen stood on the periphery of the stone cave, waving his right hand with a smile and a fearless appearance.

"That's it......"

Zhang Baisui sighed and couldn't help but recall the scene when he traveled to Kyushu.

When he passed by the vast Yangtze River, the majestic back waves pushed the front waves.

One wave is higher than the other!

His face was full of helplessness, as if he was dissatisfied, and as if he was a little relieved, he sighed: "Green, taken from the blue and green from the blue; Ice, water for which it is cold and cold ......"

Ginger dust is green.

And he's just blue.

"The old man admits defeat."

Zhang Baisui shook his head and sighed, and waved his hand halfway up the mountain.

This struggle between the captains of the wilderness, after all, is better than the blue, Jiang Chen, and won the final victory,

I have the qualifications to make decisions!

(End of chapter)