The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the city of Yongdeng blood-red.

Mo Tailai hugged Ruan Dashui, looked up at the remnant sun in the distance, and as far as his eyes could see, there were murderous Xiliang sergeants, and in a trance, scenes of the past flashed in his mind......

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, look at ......" The bare-bottomed Ruan Dashui came out of the sea, holding a big grouper, and said excitedly: "Let's roast and eat it in a while, I haven't seen such a big one for a long time......"

The stone pulled himself, Da Shui, and the dog to run under the window of Widow Li's house, poked a hole in the window paper, pointed obscenely, and whispered: "Look, look......"

On his big day, he kowtowed to his mother with his wife, and the old lady smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, Lai'er is finally married, his father, have you seen it?" Let's start a family...... It's a good ......."

A group of good brothers, laughing and making trouble, the big water drunk fell on the mandarin duck playing in the water brocade quilt in the cave room, and was pulled out by the ears of the stone and others......

Mo Tailai's eyes were red, and he remembered the past, grinning at the corners of his mouth, and laughing and laughing, and laughing with tears in his eyes......

Seeing the Xiliang soldiers who gradually surrounded him, Mo Tailai looked resolute, he leaned over and gently put Ruan Dashui on the ground, his voice was as cold as a railway: "Brother Dashui!" You wait, I'll let this group of bitches raise it...... All for your funeral! ”

After saying this, he picked up a few steel knives on the ground and slowly stood up......

"Kill!"

The Xiliang soldiers swarmed up, shouted in unison, raised the blades in their hands, and surrounded Mo Tailai, with spears like a forest, dazzling swords, and bloodthirsty lights flashing in their eyes, and began to attack frantically.

Mo Tai looked at the spear that pierced his chest, and he was not afraid, he held a shiny steel knife in each hand, and he also bit a handful in his mouth, and jumped into the crowd.

A few sharp blades flashed, and the heads of more than a dozen Xiliang soldiers, like ripe fruits in autumn, rolled down to the ground.

Mo Tailai wielded his double knives, invincible like a tiger into a wolf pack, no one had an enemy, and in an instant, the severed limbs flew sideways, screaming again and again, and the Xiliang soldiers were killed by him, and a steel knife was cut to the edge.

With a "poof", the steel knife in Mo Tailai's hand was thrown hard, penetrating the lower abdomen of a Xiliang soldier, and the amazing force carried the man backwards and smashed on the soldiers, and immediately wailed everywhere.

The black and thin sergeant hid behind the Xiliang soldiers, staring at Mo Tailai with cold eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

He gently grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist with his palm, gestured to several people who were also hidden in the crowd, and quietly moved forward to surround him.

Mo Tailai was drenched in blood, killed, and the true qi in his body was running to the extreme, facing the more than a dozen spears stabbed in his face, he dodged and dodged, slashed down a soldier with a knife, and put the spear under his armpit, and a knife flashed in his backhand, and the besieging soldiers didn't even have time to scream, and the blood gushing out of their throats fell down one after another.

Mo Tailai turned around, his arm shook, and the spears held under his armpits turned into life-threatening flying spears, scattering and shooting, and in the smoke and dust, the screams continued to sound, and the Xiliang soldiers who besieged him fell one by one like cut wheat, and several Xiliang soldiers were pierced through their bodies by spears, like grasshoppers strung together, struggling in pain......

Mo Tailai stepped forward like a killing god, and with every swing of the knife, several Xiliang soldiers fell.

The cultivators of the Merge Dao Realm are already good masters in this world, and most of the cultivators in the army who have the Merge Dao Realm are powerful generals who have thousands of people and ten thousand enemies.

Although there is a big gap in the cultivation realm before the Merge Dao Realm, with powerful exercises and martial arts, the gap can be greatly narrowed, and the peak realm of qi transformation may not be weaker than the realm of refining gods. It is even possible to defeat the Void Realm at the peak realm of God Refining.

But once you enter the Merge Dao Realm, it is the difference between the Cloud and the Void Realm, and the simple realm is crushed, even if the four peaks are still in the Void Realm together, they may not be the opponents of the cultivators of the Merge Dao Realm.

And the cultivators who have reached the realm of the true martial arts grandmaster, enough to affect the trend of a war, the great grandmaster can destroy a small country with a raised hand, the legend is that the famous general Xu Chilong, the founding general of the Great Liang Dynasty, is the true martial arts realm, has broken tens of thousands of enemies with his own strength, slaughtered three cities, the grandmaster is angry, the sea of blood is drifting, and the world is sideways.

But the extremes of things must be opposed, the great masters in this world are already only a handful, killing all living beings with the power of one person is contrary to the way of heaven, and may even lead to heavenly punishment, otherwise when the Great Liang country was broken, Han Zongwang would have slaughtered the Dachen army a long time ago.

The sky was getting dark, the ground was full of the severed limbs of the Xiliang soldiers, and the air was filled with blood, Mo Tailai turned his head and glanced at Ruan Dashui, who had already died on the ground, his eyes were gloomy, his long hair was scattered, there were blood stains all over his body, the steel knife in his hand was dyed blood-red, and the blade had broken countless gaps, like the jagged sickle of death.

Dodging the spear stabbed in the back, Mo Tailai slashed at the sneak attack Xiliang soldier, this knife was powerful, and the soldier was split in half obliquely from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen, and the blood sprayed the organs to the ground, and the other soldiers were all frightened and retreated.

Mo Tailai wiped the blood on his face, raised his knife and was about to slash at a nearby Xiliang soldier, and suddenly, several extremely strong sword qi attacked from different directions.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng" made a few crisp sounds, and Mo Tailai's steel knife knocked open two long swords, but a sword qi cut a hole in his shoulder, and blood flowed like an infusion.

Several unusually athletic figures jumped out of the crowd of soldiers, jumping and swimming around Mo Tailai, and the long sword in his hand attacked like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

Mo Tailai fought for a long time, the true qi in his body was almost exhausted, but there was no fear on his face, he staggered to avoid a long sword that stabbed him, and grabbed the hand holding the sword, at the same time, the steel knife in his hand flew to the swordsman next to him, and when the man retreated, his long arm reached out, and the big hand had clasped the man's shoulder.

However, at this moment of lightning, there was a sound of Mo Tailai breaking the air in his back, mixed with blazing vitality, and suddenly attacked.

With a sudden blow, Mo Tailai blocked with a backhand, and a fiery vitality rushed into his body along the meridians of his arm, making his burly body stiffen suddenly.

A strange flying knife, swishing to, Mo Tailai raised the knife to block, but it was too late, he lowered his head, and saw a bloody knife tip coming out of his left chest, Mo Tailai's face was sad, and he looked back at the black thin sergeant who attacked, his eyes were full of determination and ruthlessness.

"Retreat—"

The thin black sergeant suddenly realized something, let out a loud shout, and forcibly stopped his body, and the man swept backwards like a big bird.

Before anyone else could react, they only heard a loud "boom", and a terrifying light shone on this world......

The earth-shattering explosion made a loud noise, the earth shook and the mountains shook, hundreds of Xiliang soldiers were blown up to the ground, and the black thin sergeant and several masters never expected that Mo Tailai, who was at the end of the crossbow, would blow up Danji.

A cultivator of the Merge Dao Realm blew up the Danji, and with its terrifying power, even the True Martial Grandmaster Realm had to retreat.

Several Xiliang masters who were closest to Mo Tailai had no time to escape and were killed on the spot, and the black thin sergeant and many soldiers were also injured by the violent shock wave generated by the explosion......

In the seventh year of Dachen Chengping, on the third day of the fourth month, Yongdeng City fell......

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The morning wind blows through the light mist, the golden sun shines on the shrubs, and the tender green leaves are covered with dew, like crystal clear pearls rolling, shining in the sun.

Fang Yizhi stood up in a bush, his eyes were bloodshot, looking at the people not far away, these thousands of old and weak women and children were already exhausted after a few days of long journeys, they were lying or resting on the messy luggage package, some of them had not yet woken up from their sleep.

Because the rising smoke would arouse the awareness of Xiliang's pursuers, the team led by Fang Yizhi and the people had not been cooking for a few days, and under the urging of the soldiers, the people used some fresh water and food, and prepared to start continuing their journey.

This terrain is very complicated, shrubs, there are mountain streams, there are mist miasma, sometimes there are poisonous insects infested, it is called Longtan Stream by the locals, although it is not the heat of midsummer at this time, but in order to prevent everyone from being poisoned by miasma, Fang Yizhi ordered the soldiers to camp in the evening and evacuate quickly in the morning.

After crossing the Longtan Stream, two hundred miles to the south, they arrived in Lanzhou, and when they got there, these people were completely safe.

Looking at the groups of people helping the old and the young, staggering by, Fang Yizhi's eyes narrowed slightly, looked behind, and crossed a few low shrubs, which was a yellow sand land that could not be seen at a glance, mixed with a little emerald green, and on the more distant horizon, there were faintly some small black dots rising.

Fang Yizhi's eyes were sharp, and he saw that it was a group of frightened birds flying up, and his face was suddenly extremely cold, he spit out a grass stalk in his mouth, and calmly gave an order to the soldiers on the side: "The Iron Guards cover the people to evacuate at full speed!" Gather the rest of the people to fight off the enemy with me! ”

Soon, the soldiers who rushed to hear the news, under the leadership of Fang Yizhi, refused horses under the mouth of the stream, dug traps, trenches, and made defensive preparations in an extreme time.

In order to avoid the panic of the people, the soldiers of the Iron Guard tacitly did not spread the news of the approaching pursuers, but kept urging everyone to hurry. However, the tense atmosphere made some people feel bad, and while they wept bitterly, they also accelerated the process of fleeing.

Looking at the direction in which the people disappeared, Fang Yizhi stood by the gentle and wide stream and leaned down, picked up a handful of cold stream water and washed his face, and then, he shook off the water droplets on his hands, took out a packet of white medicinal powder from his arms, and sprinkled it in the stream water.

Fang Yizhi then commanded all the soldiers to carry some boulders in a specific direction......

After doing all this easily, Fang Yizhi took out a few delicate and small flags from his arms, and with a wave of his hand, the flags turned into a few streamers and threw them into the mountain stream.

In an instant, all the soldiers felt that the Longtan Stream in front of them seemed to have become a little different, but what was the difference, and they couldn't say it, as if there was an inexplicable eerie and terrifying feeling.

Just when everyone was amazed, the sound of hooves in the distance was like thunder, and the tide-like Xiliang Iron Cavalry had already been killed.

Looking from afar, I saw the mighty Xiliang Iron Cavalry with distinct armor, galloping at high speed, the knife was out of the sheath and the bow was wound, the spear was like a forest, galloping like a tiger and smoke, and a killing aura rushed straight to Xiao Han......