In the time and space where Song Xing was located, the Ming Dynasty was in the era of alternating cold weapons and hot weapons, although he eventually died at the hands of braids, but the hot weapons of the Ming Dynasty were leading the world.

Because in the face of the enemy in the southeast and north, many thermal weapons invented in the army are the best in the world, and many of them are the prototypes of modern weapons.

Three-eyed guns, thunderbolts, nine-headed birds, five thunder god machines, underwater dragon king cannons specially used for water warfare, long-range rockets Shenhuo Flying Crows, three-shot Shenji arrows, and hundreds of tigers rushing together, can be called repeating rockets.

Even in the era of Qi Jiguang, in order to target the northern iron cavalry, the Ming Dynasty also invented a kind of partial van car, a semi-enclosed chariot covered with armor, which can prevent cavalry swords from chopping.

The tank is divided into three layers, like a small mobile fortress, with more than a dozen large and small wheels at the bottom, and each layer is equipped with artillery, which is extremely ferocious, and it is the originator of modern tanks.

As for the fierce fire oil tank, it can be traced back to the Song Dynasty and was used as a weapon for the defense of the city.

It is composed of an oil tank containing oil below and a nozzle as a transmitter above, pulling the tie at the tail of the nozzle backward when using, so that the oil is sucked into the nozzle, placing a small amount of gunpowder at the nozzle mouth to ignite, and pushing the nozzle forward to make the oil in the tube eject forward and ignite at the outlet.

As a fuel for large-scale burning, oil has been used as an incendiary weapon in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a combination of gunpowder and oil jet incendiary weapons, which was the fierce fire oil tank.

During the Ming Dynasty, the military equipment division made improvements on the original basis, so that the range of the fierce fire tank became longer, and the fire became more ferocious.

At this moment, Song Xing, with a radius of dozens of zhang above his head, was all pouring down with raging flames, and the oil caught in the flames, once it was stained with the human body, it would be like a bone appendage, burning people to ashes.

Bai Xiaolou on the top of the mountain has been forbearing, until Song Xing was halfway up the cliff and very close to the top of the mountain, he released a fierce fire oil tank, causing an inevitable kill, this forbearance, this scheming, it is really chilling.

At a distance of less than two hundred steps, the flames fell from the sky, and he was on the cliff, even if Song Xing reacted extremely quickly, he didn't have time to get out of the range of the flames.

And even after the flames, there were countless tiger shooting crossbow arrows that were fired again.

Zhuge Liuzhi buzzed in his head, as if he saw the scene of Song Xing falling off the cliff.

Looking at the flames that had already come to him, Song Xing held the sword in his right hand and inserted it into the rock wall, raised his left hand, and struck out in one fell swoop, and the extreme cold qi erupted with the true qi of the ninth layer of Ming Yugong, instantly extinguishing the flames falling overhead.

The domineering true qi not only extinguished the flames, but also blew all the crossbow arrows shot from behind the flames crookedly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Xing's legs exerted force on the cliff again and again, and he began to attack upwards against the flames in the sky.

The overwhelming flames also became a natural shelter for Song Xing, and by the time the people on the top of the mountain found that the situation was not right, and before they could readjust their tactics, Song Xing had already broken through the layers of flames and turned over to the top of the mountain like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

The heavily armed crossbowmen on the top of the mountain, before they could turn around, Song Xing was already like a tiger entering the forest, and went straight into the crowd.

In an instant, the man turned on his back, and the anger of being ambushed by someone completely vented towards those crossbowmen through the sword in Song Xing's hand.

Seeing that Song Xing was close, they threw away the bows and crossbows in their hands, pulled out their knives, and slashed directly at Song Xing.

Song Xing's short body avoided the four knives that slashed over, and between the dislocation of his body, the immortal sword had already cut off the heads of the four people, and the three green dragons nodded in one style, and stabbed into the throats of the three people at the same time, and when he turned around, he cut off the right arm of the three people holding the knife again.

Song Xing's speed of drawing his sword was extremely fast, and in the moment of turning his wrist, he stabbed out several swords, supplemented by the speed of the ape strike technique, these crossbowmen only had time to swing their swords before they felt that the signs of their life began to pass.

Song Xing's body was so fast that in their eyes, only the remnants of the Dao Dao were left, and in the hands of each remnant, several sword shadows were differentiated, and each sword shadow represented the taking of the life of a crossbowman.

The Immortal Sword was extremely sharp, and with the blessing of the speed of the Ape Strike Technique, these crossbowmen often didn't have time to react, and their bodies had already been split in two, and the scene was extremely bloody for a while.

Song Xing struck extremely quickly, and from the time he went up to the top of the mountain, thirty or forty crossbowmen had already died in his hands.

When he stabbed a crossbowman to death with his sword again, a gust of evil wind came from behind him, and someone followed the crossbowmen to cover and raid Song Xing's heart from behind.

Song Xing Changsheng sword waved, feeling a huge force coming, Dan Jin erupted, directly repelling the sneak attackers, and when they saw the sneak attackers clearly, they finally understood who ambushed them.

Divine Sword Alliance, Ling picks up the lamp.

As the most famous seven knives of the Divine Sword Alliance, Tsing Yi Lou naturally also had detailed information, and Song Xing recognized the Ling Xuan Lantern in front of him at a glance.

Ling picks up the lamp, dressed in white, his temperament looks like a weak scholar, his skin is fair, and he looks like a handsome son of a family, but he is the most cruel and murderous of the seven knives of the Divine Sword Alliance, and he is also Bai Xiaolou's hardcore cronies.

Twenty years ago, Ling Pickedeng was the most talented young son of the Ling family in Luoyang, young and smart, and should have a bright future, but because of the Blood Luo Sect, the whole family was wiped out overnight, and only Ling Pickedeng hid in the dung pit to escape the catastrophe.

Ling Jiaodeng, who was wandering in the rivers and lakes, accidentally met Bai Xiaolou, and was taken in by him, becoming the first batch of disciples of the Divine Sword Alliance, and ten years later, with his one-handed sword technique, he became one of the seven most famous knives of the Divine Sword Alliance.

The most famous battle of Ling Jiao Lantern was that ten years ago, he single-handedly picked the headquarters of the Blood Luo Sect, and used seventeen knives to cut off the limbs of the leader of the Blood Luo Sect, and hung all the murderers who killed the Ling family on the flagpole in front of the Blood Luo Sect and lit the sky lantern.

When the Divine Sword Alliance attacked other forces, Ling Zhuo Deng always rushed to the front externally, never showing mercy in his shots, and never lived against the enemy, and internally he was in charge of the Divine Sword Alliance's Punishment Hall, and the punishment was severe, and even the disciples within the Divine Sword Alliance were afraid of him like a tiger.

Sima Kongkong of the Seven Colors Prison, Lan Miaofeng, the high priest of the Muteng Sect, and the green arm of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, these famous murderers in the rivers and lakes were all folded in his hands.

When Bai Xiaosheng commented on the list of rivers and lakes, he was listed in the thirty-ninth place on the top ten lists, and the people in the rivers and lakes called Shaodao Ling to pick up the light.

After recognizing Ling Pickedg's identity, Song Xing's eyes swept away, and he included the entire mountaintop in his eyes, and also recognized the identities of Bai Xiaolou and the others, so he stopped talking nonsense and directly picked up his sword and killed Ling Pickedeng.

No matter what the reason for the Divine Sword Alliance to ambush him is, since they have made a move against him, the people present today are nothing more than one party who can go down the mountain alive.

At the same time as Song Xing made a move, Ling Picklamp reacted extremely quickly, and also stabbed Song Xing's neck obliquely with a long knife.

The long knife he used is different from the long knife in the rivers and lakes, it is more slender, and the arc of the blade is more curved, and the blade is extremely bright.

And the sword technique he practiced took the meaning of Shaoguang, and when the knife was released, it was like time was fleeting, and he could take the enemy's life in a flash.

Song Xing stepped sideways and shifted, the immortal sword light flickered, just in line with Ling Jiao Deng's scimitar, when the sword blade touched the curved blade, he felt an unloading force, and wanted to deflect the sword blade, so he simply turned it fast against fast, and did not give the other party a chance to change his move at all.

Ling Jiaodeng's knife technique was already known for his speed, seeing that Song Xing was attacking his own strengths, which was exactly what he wanted, he didn't care about the damage of the blade, he slashed at the knife, and he had already fought with Song Xing more than a dozen times in his breath.

The more Ling pickled the light, the more surprised he became, his sword technique, the speed of the knife was known as the first knife technique in the south of the Qinling Mountains, even Bai Xiaolou did not dare to say that the speed of the knife was better than him.

And the young Lord of Heaven Gate in front of him had fought with himself for more than a dozen swords, and the speed of the sword was faintly overwhelmed by him.

Not only that, when Song Xing took out his sword, he was pressing step by step, making a move, and constantly compressing the distance between the two.

When the distance was compressed to the limit, the two were almost already square inches, face to face, and began to compete for weapons.

At this time, all the tricks have lost their effect, and the only chance to win is to cut out the shortest and fastest knife or sword at the shortest distance.

Under the pressure of death, Ling Zhuo Deng had no chance to change the number of moves or open the distance, the hairs on his back were erected under the piercing killing machine, and under the high concentration of his spirit, he could only slash the scimitar in his hand towards Song Xing's immortal sword at a faster speed.

When Song Xing took out the sword, his back stood slightly, and when he touched the back of the scimitar, the sword light was great, Ling Zhuo Deng watched the sword in Song Xing's hand, and his speed increased again, sliding over the back of the scimitar, and stabbing into his throat before his scimitar.

White gap swordsmanship, one of the little old man's collection of swordsmanship, there are no unique moves, the only thing worthy of praise is the unparalleled speed of the sword, when the sword is released, it is like a white horse passing through the gap, between the snap of the fingers, jumping pills Sun and Moon, the stronger the true qi, the faster the swordsmanship.

Song Xing pressed step by step, compressing the distance between the two to the limit, like walking a tightrope, at the last moment, he directly killed with a sword, without giving Ling Jiaodeng any chance to react.

When Ling Xuandeng died, An Zhenmei and Broken Three Stars behind him rushed behind him.