"General, our soldiers have been found ahead...... of corpses. Just as Xiao Yun and Luo Hu were talking, a ten-person scout detachment sent before hurried back, their faces were sluggish, and they were frightened.

can make the Locke Army, who has been hovering on the line of life and death all the year round, feel frightened, and the enemy's psychological tactics are in place.

"That's also a ten-man scout, and I haven't returned from exploring the road ahead last night. Our team found them in a bush, and all ten of them had their throats slit, killing them with one blow. The captain of the detachment forced his composure and reported what he had seen in one breath.

"Ten more people died, and if we continue like this, if we don't return to Chang'an, we may have to be eaten up. ”

"But until now, we don't know who the enemy is. ”

"Not to mention who, we don't even know the number of enemies and equipment. ”

"I don't know anything about it!"

Negative remarks slowly came out of the army, which faintly shook the morale of the army. The Locke Army is all iron-blooded tough guys, they are not afraid of killing the enemy on the battlefield and dedicating themselves to the battlefield, but they are afraid of dying in such an unknown way, and in the end they don't even know what the enemy looks like.

It's like a death scythe on your neck without knowing when it falls. The hateful thing is that he obviously has the strength to resist, but he doesn't know who to challenge.

"Enough!" Luo Hu had a gloomy face, and shouted loudly, and in an instant, his momentum was released, and Zhou Tianyuan was at his disposal. More than 400 Luo family soldiers even became short of breath for a while, and this coercion enveloped the entire camp, making them unable to breathe.

Xiao Yun's eyes showed a strange light, and he couldn't help but admire a little more when he looked at Luo Hu's gaze: "Mobilize Yuan Force, at least it is also a martial cultivator of the Imperial Yuan Realm." Yuyuan Realm, it's really powerful. Dad said that I can officially cultivate, and it seems that I have to find time to advance to the Martial Realm. ”

Seeing Luo Hu single-handedly shake the silence of the four hundred soldiers, Xiao Yun secretly calculated in his heart that with Luo Hu's momentum alone, he also felt the fatal oppression after three years of forging. If Luo Hu made a move, Xiao Yun had reason to believe that he would be killed in an instant.

Standing in the center of the camp, squinting his eyes over all the Luo family troops, Luo Hu pressed the cold moon blade on his waist and roared: "You are the guardians of the empire, the soldiers of the Luo family who have truly experienced the baptism of blood, the invincible blade in the hands of the Yanhua royal family, and the military soul of the Yanhua Empire! If even this threat can scare you, I don't think you have to go back to Chang'an, the imperial capital, with me." ”

Half-raised and half-threatening, with a bang, Luo Hu pulled out Leng Yue's curved blade and said sharply: "Whoever dares to spread inappropriate remarks will be punished for shaking the army's heart, don't blame me for being ruthless Leng Yue!"

The Cold Moon Curved Blade emitted a glowing white light, like bathing in the moonlight, crystal clear but exuding deadly danger. Yinhua swallows, like a snake letter, breathtaking.

The camp was silent for a while, and only the wind and the whirring of the grass could be heard.

Seeing that the army's heart was a little calmer, Luo Hu's cold complexion gradually returned to normal, and after sending the blade back to the sheath, he pointed at Xiao Yun: "Xiao Yun, you come with me." The soldiers rested in place and were on guard at all times. ”

After saying that, he ran directly in the direction where the scout detachment came back, although Xiao Yun was surprised, he only hesitated for a moment and followed.

After a short time, the two of them moved away from the camp of the Locke Army, and saw ten dead bodies in a low bush. The corpses lay on their backs, all of them having their throats cut and dying of exhaustion.

Luo Hu squatted down, with a dead face, and examined the wounds of the deceased one by one. Xiao Yun stood aside, although he was not related to these Luo family soldiers, but suddenly saw so many dead corpses, Rao is just cut off the life of the son of the Liu family with his own hands, and he also felt a chill down his spine.

Human life is really degrading in this world!

"This group of people is coming for you, you should be careful. Luo Hu stood up and said calmly.

Xiao Yun nodded, after leaving Yucheng, his words and deeds no longer had his father's arrangement, which made him dare not say more, lest he would lose if he said more. After all, his fifteen-year-old mind is not mature, and he can only be careful to make a 10,000-year-old ship.

At this moment, a monstrous momentum suddenly pressed down, and before Xiao Yun could react, he only heard Luo Hu roaring: "Who!"

The sound was like thunder, which shook Xiao Yun's ears to the buzz.

As soon as the roar fell, two figures in the jungle on the other side appeared at the same time, and as soon as they came out, they flew straight ahead and fled, widening the distance, without any intention of confronting Luo Hu head-on.

And Luo Hu, who had been aggrieved for three days, finally found out where the enemy's traces were willing to let go, and without saying a word, he directly urged Zhenyuan, his robe was drumming, and he rushed out like arrows, chasing the two figures. The knee-high grass and trees along the way were lined up by his momentum and fell to one side.

When Xiao Yun completely woke up from the sudden burst of power, he was the only one left in this clearing, and Luo Hu pursued at such a fast speed that he had disappeared from his sight in a few breaths.

Squatting down, Xiao Yun held the iron box behind him with his left hand, and played with the already cold corpse like Luo Hu, the dried blood stains still exuded a strong bloody smell, which made him almost nauseous.

Gently peeling back the bloody scab on the corpse's neck, he saw a slender scar on the throat. On closer inspection, the scar was very thin, but it was so deep that it had cut the throat in half with a single blow.

It's a brutal and effective tactic.

Xiao Yun, who had been practicing "One Sword and Seven Styles" for three years, asked himself if he couldn't achieve this kind of attack and killing effect with sharp weapons. From this point of view, the enemy this time should be a kendo master who is extremely good at swordsmanship.

Thinking like this, suddenly the soul consciousness scattered around him became extremely uneasy. Since leaving Yucheng, he has maintained a high degree of vigilance according to his father's explanation, and has always used his soul to detect the area within ten meters of his body.

Now that his soul was shaking and uneasy, Xiao Yun didn't think about it, his squatting body rolled forward, rolled out two meters in an instant, jumped up with the rolling, and stood upright.

As soon as Xiao Yun rolled out, a sword light immediately flashed in the place where he was originally, and the blade of the sword passed over, the grass broke and the branches were broken, and the broken place was smooth like a realm, and the advantage of the sword blade could be seen.

"Who are you?" frowning, Xiao Yun looked at the black-clothed man holding the sword in front of him, and he didn't even feel the fluctuation of internal force - this shows that the other party, like himself, has not officially stepped into the path of martial cultivation.

On the way of martial cultivation, the most basic thing is to generate internal strength in the dantian in the body, which is called "internal force". Only the martial artist who really gives birth to internal force can become a martial artist in the first martial realm, and after giving birth to internal force, the martial artist begins to quench his body and strengthen his body, expand his meridian and forge his veins, until his physique is really strong to the eighth first martial realm, and the dantian will really begin to accumulate internal force and improve his strength.

Ordinary people only need half a year to forge their bodies to reach the eighth level of the first martial arts, and then advance their strength. Some geniuses can even mention the eighth level in a few months, breaking the barrier of the Martial Realm in one fell swoop and reaching the Martial Realm directly.

This is also the reason why people like Murong Qingcheng saw that Xiao Yun had not been able to accumulate internal strength when he was over fifteen years old, so they concluded that Xiao Yun was a waste.

However, a few people know that it is not that he can't, but that his father won't let him!

"I want to know who you really are?" The man in black only had a pair of cold eyes exposed, he bowed with his sword, ready to attack at any time, "The physique is so strong that it is perverted, but the dantian has no internal strength." This shows that you have not stepped into the path of martial cultivation, but even so, you can actually dodge my sword, which really makes me curious. ”

Seeing that the opponent was approaching while talking, Xiao Yun also responded while retreating: "Attacking and killing the Luo family army is a capital crime of treason, aren't you afraid that the five tigers of the Luo family will settle accounts with you?"

"Hmph, they're all dying and delusional about foxes and fake tigers. If it weren't for Luo Hu's bypassing the Glacier Valley, why would there be such trouble?" the man in black quickened his pace and pressed over.

"How do you know the route of the Luo family's army?" Xiao Yun suddenly felt that things were not simple, the other party not only knew the route of the march, but also knew the travel time of the scouts and night patrol teams well, so they could attack and kill quickly. In this way, it is difficult to say, "There are ghosts in the Locke army!"

"You know it's too late, eat my sword!" As he spoke, the man in black had already forced over, his eyes locked on Xiao Yun, his right wrist trembled slightly, and the sword blade stabbed out, approaching Xiao Yun.

The cold blade stabbed sharply, and as the black-clothed man's wrist shook, the blade differentiated into more than a dozen blades in the air, rubbing against the air at high speed and making a whining sound, Xiao Yun knew that this was all caused by the blade moving too fast.

An ordinary thorn was actually danced magnificently by the other party, and he was really a kendo master!

"No, how is this a bit like ......" Xiao Yun retreated sharply, the high-speed moving blade was disintegrated in his eyes, the blade was still moving, but it no longer had the same momentum as before, at this time Xiao Yun's eyes only had the simple to extreme "stab" action, "Huangquan Sword Technique?"

"The fast sword is like a swift wind, and the sword is under the Yellow Spring. Yes, this is the Huangquan Sword Technique!" As he decomposed the movements, Xiao Yun remembered that he had analyzed some mysterious sword techniques in the Seven Sword Techniques, and now that he saw it with his own eyes, he actually forgot that he was in danger and shouted.

In addition to the joy, the sword has been snatched into the chest, straight to the throat, and the end is extremely vicious!

Reacting, Xiao Yun's body was slightly sideways, and the sword stabbed into the air against his chest. But the move was not finished, the man in black turned the stab into a sharpening, and the blade of the sword cut straight over, even if Xiao Yun had already taken a step back under his legs, but the sword style was too fast, and he still cut a small hole in his chest.

"If you know the Huangquan Sword Technique, it will be even more difficult for you to stay. The man in black struck a blow and attacked again, but his pace approaching Xiao Yun paused when a terrifying momentum crushed him, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Damn! Xiao Yun, next time you will definitely die!"

After that, he turned around and left, without hesitation.

"It's a pity. Xiao Yun shrugged, straightened the iron box on his back, and threw away the wooden strip he picked up from the ground, with a look of regret.

"Boy, are you alright? Not long after the man in black escaped, Luo Hu hurried back, and only after seeing that Xiao Yun was okay did he scold, "The son of a bitch raised the tiger and left the mountain!"

"General, do you know the Huangquan swordsmanship?" Xiao Yun asked as he looked in the direction where the man in black had left.

"Huangquan Sword Technique? According to legend, it is the Zhenge Sword Technique of the Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion in the neighboring country, and it will never be passed on. Luo Hu said casually, "What? Boy, why are you suddenly asking this?"

Xiao Yun smiled: "Because the person who came to kill me just now used the Huangquan Sword Technique." ”

"Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion!?" Luo Hu was shocked.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of soldiers handing over in the direction of the camp, and Luo Hu's face was even darker: "Not good!"