Xuanyin country, Tianhe Mansion.

A group of about two thousand black-armored horses swept in, and the hooves of the horses were rolling and rumbling, and there was a muffled thunder.

The leader was a young commander in silver-white armor, riding a snow-white horse, galloping with four irons, and a long mane flying, this person was Luo Yuan who was sent by Luo Xuanyin to destroy the Pingyuan Sect.

When he came to the gate of Pingyuan Sect Mountain, he saw a blood-red stone tablet, Luo Yuan dismounted, stepped forward and smashed it with a palm, and sneered in his mouth.

In the rivers and lakes of the Seven Kingdoms, all the sects that are a little famous must put such a "sword solving stone" in front of the mountain gate, so that outsiders can untie their weapons before entering the mountain to demonstrate their strictness.

The sound of the "Sword Solving Stone" shattering on the mountain made the mountain notice, Luo Yuan didn't talk much nonsense, he recently got on the horse, pulled out the silver dragon spear behind him, and pointed at the gate of Pingyuan Sect.

"Kill!"

Thousands of horsemen rushed to the front of the Pingyuan Sect, and on the way, there were Pingyuan disciples who wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were either slashed and killed by the trapped iron horsemen, or they were trampled into flesh.

The children of Pingyuan retreated into the deep side of the sect one after another, intending to rely on the sect's buildings to block the footsteps of horseback.

Within a radius of 100 miles, the originally neat bamboo forest has long been destroyed by the iron horse, the land is rolled, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and it is a mess.

At this moment, surrounded by a large group of warriors, an old man in black walked out.

The old man in black had long hair, sharp eyes, thick eyebrows, and a majestic physique, and he was not timid in front of Qianqi.

He is the Sect Master of the Pingyuan Sect, Zhao Mu.

"Silver Dragon Reverse Scale Armor! Trapped in the Yin Iron Cavalry, you are the army from the Xuanli royal family. ”

Behind Zhao Mu was a middle-aged man, not tall, wearing a black tight shirt, with a layer of wrapping wrapped around his hands and ankles.

His face was ugly when he spoke, and his heart was very entangled.

Ordinary martial artists, even if they are stronger, they don't take it to heart at all, but the meaning behind the royal warriors is different.

A dynastic ace army suddenly appeared, and the young general who led the leader wearing the silver dragon anti-scale armor was ruthless and ruthless, and he used the silver dragon to snatch and kill many disciples before entering the mountain gate.

He had to guess in his heart, could it be that the Xuanli royal family was going to make a move against the Pingyuan Sect?

Zhao Mu knew that the person behind him was timid when he heard the voice, and looked over.

"Sun Yan, what are you afraid of? Even if he is a member of the Xuanli royal clan and dares to kill my Pingyuan Sect, the old man will call him worse than life and death! ”

"Sect Master......" Sun Yan hesitated.

Zhao Mu snorted coldly and said, "Before the soldiers fight, fight to the death, do you dare to hesitate for a moment and not see the corpse lying on the ground?" ”

"If you don't want to be the same, then do your best, don't worry."

After Zhao Mu finished speaking, he turned to look at Luo Yuan and said:

"The yellow-haired boy dares to break into my Pingyuan Sect and kill my Pingyuan disciple, it seems that my Pingyuan Sect's prestige in the rivers and lakes is still a little worse!"

Luo Yuan didn't answer his words, but a promising young rider walked out behind him.

The young cavalry sneered and said: "Jianghu warriors, I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to provoke the majesty of my iron horse, I don't know that there are not a thousand Jianghu warriors who died under the general's gun, but also five hundred." ”

"Since you want to find death, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"

The young general smiled hideously, raised his arm, and the twenty cavalry behind him immediately charged, and the young general was not idle, untied a big bow with horns on his horse, spread his arms, and fired a series of arrows, and six arrows were shot out in one breath.

Whoa, whoa, whoa......

The arrows were fired, the bowstrings vibrate, and six black arrow shadows were faster than the cavalry, and they shot in front of the eyes in the blink of an eye.

Two arrows shot at the eye, two arrows into the throat, and finally two arrows pierced the heart.

It just so happened that Luo Yuan also wanted to see the strength of the sect master of the Pingyuan Sect, and there was also beheading, Luo Xuanyin said that he would leave half of it to enter the camp.

Zhao Mu didn't move at all, and when the arrows came to him, he grabbed them casually, blocked the two arrows in front of him, and threw them with his backhand, shooting at the two leading cavalrymen.

Two horsemen, armed with iron spears, waved their hands to block, trying to pull away the arrows.

Poof!

The arrow pierced the iron armor and pierced the heart, and the two cavalrymen died on the spot, unable to resist at all.

Zhao Mu's eyes were indifferent, his qi exploded, and the remaining four arrows were reflected back, easily killing the four cavalrymen.

Six horsemen died in the blink of an eye, but the rest were undaunted, and two horsemen rushed to them, their horses' hooves raised, and their spears were stabbed!

Zhao Mu waved his knife, the iron spear broke, he waved his sleeves, and his strength exploded, the cavalryman's iron armor shattered, his chest collapsed, and he was about to die.

Another cavalryman was grabbed by Zhao Mu and stabbed the head of the spear, pulled it hard, the cavalryman's body slumped, the spear was taken off, and the palm of his hand was grinding a large piece of skin and flesh.

Zhao Mu held the tip of the gun and poked it at will.

The horseman was shot through the chest, flew upside down, and slammed into the head of a horse behind him, and the man flipped on his back.

Zhao Mu killed several people in a row, effortlessly, he stepped on his feet and stood up.

The next moment, already standing on the head of a horse, the cavalryman only felt that it was dark in front of him, and even the man and the horse were trampled to the ground, bleeding from all his knots.

Zhao Mu stopped in front of the horse's hooves, and punched him casually, and the momentum was so strong that no one could stop him.

He raised his hand and flipped over the horse, and the sword fell, disemboweling a war horse.

The moment the horseback knight fell to the ground, he still didn't forget to stab him horizontally.

Zhao Mu pointed at the tip of the spear, and the cavalryman's body was shocked, blood was spitting from his mouth, and his internal organs were already crumbled into a mess.

Zhao Mu walked leisurely, the tiger entered the flock, and killed twelve horsemen in a row in the blink of an eye, no one was seriously injured or lived, and they all died on the spot!

The sunset covers the earth.

The young general's eyes were cold, and he clenched the spear in his hand, his face rippling with a golden sheen.

A tall knight, with a burly physique, rushed in front of Li Guanlan.

With a lift of his arm, he tightened the reins, the horse's hooves were raised high, and he stepped down heavily, and the knight stabbed down with a cruel look on his face.

was swung out by Zhao Mu from below, and the knight and his horse were blasted into minced flesh, sprinkling a rain of blood.

Zhao Mu stepped out of a shallow pit on his tiptoes, his body rushed forward to accelerate, and two iron spears stabbed him in the head.

He grabbed the two iron spears with his backhand, pulled them back, and the knight was pulled off the horse, the gun fell off from his hand, and fell into Zhao Mu's hand, the head of the gun was facing forward, it was the position where the two knights fell, and the head of the gun pierced the two people's bodies, and they were fixed on the ground on the spot, and the blood did not stop.

Twenty cavalrymen, only the last round remained, and five formed a formation.

"Stop the rush!"

The young general shouted, and the knight stopped, clenching his weapon.

The five of them looked at the corpse of the dead robe, their eyes were cold, and they were not afraid.

Iron riding in the shadows, the will to fall into battle, there is death and no life!

The martial artists of the Pingyuan Sect were all cheering: "The sect master is mighty!" The suzerain is domineering! ”

At this moment, Zhao Mu kicked the iron spear under his feet and shot at the young general's head.

A little chill gradually rose, the breath of death was getting closer and closer, and the young general had no time to prepare.

Just as the iron spear was about to pierce the young general's head, a silver-white spear resisted it.

"Boom!"

The iron spear was knocked to the ground, and the silver-white spear was taken back by his master.

The young general had just walked back from the door of death, his pupils were still a little constricted, although he was not afraid of death, but the sudden attack still caught people a little off guard.