Purple in the twilight.

Zhao Zhengli's purple sword on the right side of the saddle suddenly unsheathed uncontrollably, and landed steadily in the hands of the white-robed figure, and the sword roared deafeningly.

In the distance, the true qi rises, the Buddha seal fills the sky, and the killing aura of more than a thousand people fills the night.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of armored soldiers of the Zhijun Mansion lined up and waited, and their morale condensed a virtual long sword in the night sky, hanging above the void.

The soldiers of the local prefect army are in the category of the van army, not as good as the border army and the forbidden army, but above the militia, orderly, but not rigorous, and more than the general generation, but when encountering the shortcomings of the top-notch characters, they are naturally stretched.

Although the morale of the soldiers led by Wang Feng is there, it is insufficient, so the sword of morale is illusory, and it is obviously not worthy of the perennial fighting border army and the outstanding forbidden army.

So a second preparation was made, and hundreds of soldiers were each equipped with special bows and crossbows.

The bow is a horn bow, based on a wooden tire, the horns are two wings, the cow tendon is the bowstring, the range is hundreds of thousands of miles away, it stands to reason that this bow is far beyond the scope of the van army, and the border army rarely has, and it is a special supply for the forbidden army.

The crossbow is a large bed crossbow, one of the sharp blades swept by the Qin State, a team of four, with a crossbow arrow of more than three meters and a range of thousands of meters.

Although there are only a few dozen, it has already surpassed the configuration of ordinary border troops, and it is not the matching weapon of the local army, obviously someone secretly helps the Wang family father and son.

"Kill!"

The morale of hundreds of soldiers gradually grew, and the bows and crossbows creaked to the brim.

"Whoosh!"

The rain of arrows flew across the night sky, like locusts crossing the border, overwhelming the sky, making a unique sound of breaking the air in the dark night.

"Buzz!"

Yuan Chaoyang raised his sword with one hand, and the vast true qi gathered like a tide, accompanied by the humming sword sound, and the purple sword rhyme was intertwined.

Dressed in a white robe, he stood on the pedal of the carriage with a sword in his hand, and was not afraid in the face of the rain of arrows in the sky.

"Wow!"

He stood with a sword in his hand, and his white robe made a hunting sound, which was driven by the majestic true qi he exuded.

"Whew!"

The air seemed to become viscous in an instant, and like a dense rain, bows and crossbows were frozen in the void by an invisible force a zhang away, forming a hanging barrier like a hedgehog.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengli and the others seemed to have entered another layer of space, as if time was imprisoned at this moment.

"Puff puff!"

Yuan Chaoyang, who was on the pedal of the carriage, carried the sword on his back with his right hand, and with a wave of his big sleeve in his left hand, he was burst like foam by the rain of bows and crossbows and arrows that fixed the void.

The morale of the hundreds of soldiers was drastically reduced, and the sword of morale was almost wiped out.

Yuan Chaoyang then showed the purple sword that was on his back, and his eyes were sharp and cold.

Black and white evolution could be faintly seen around the purple sword in his hand, which was the way of yin and yang that Yuan Chaoyang comprehended.

That figure is extremely majestic, and it has the spirit of a husband.

"Boom~Boom!"

There was a muffled thunder rolling above the purple sword that evolved all things, and the Great Dao began to gradually repel the transcendent power.

The white-robed hunting sounded, the purple sword in his hand was ready, Yuan Chaoyang raised his eyes and looked at the black crowd in front of him, and whispered: "This Dao hands a sword, you can kill the heavenly immortals!" ”

"Poof!"

He picked up a sword diagonally from the bottom to the top with one arm, and the purple mang cut through the long night and attacked more than 1,000 people in front of him.

The sword mangs are increasing rapidly, and one zhang ... Two feet... Sizhang, there is also a tendency to break the sky.

Zhao Zhengli gave birth to worship for the first time for no reason, is this still the unscrupulous senior brother who secretly read health books and repeatedly violated the iron laws of the mountain gate?

Distance; The Killing True Qi and the Terrifying Buddha Palm, as well as the Sword of Morale, spread in all directions.

More than 100 people led by Du Qiao, the elder of the Du family, took the lead in the charge, all of them were born as monks in the rivers and lakes, and they were fierce in the green forest, and they were as agile as cheetahs.

The Absolute Sky Zen Master of Northern Shaolin in his old age and loneliness, the master of Dengfeng Temple wearing a yellow monk's robe, and the old monk of Huicong in a delicate robe, the three of them worked together to hand out a Buddhist "Pranya Palm" to resist Yuan Chaoyang's sword that destroyed the world.

The Northern Shaolin monks used their own means to assist the Du family.

Hundreds of soldiers led by Wang Feng of the Zhijun Mansion formed a formation with morale to assist the three old monks of Northern Shaolin in the attack.

The three forces worked closely together, and the sword of morale soared, and it was handed out simultaneously with the Prajna palms of the three monks of Northern Shaolin.

"Click!"

In the dark night, a white lightsaber and a giant palm that gave the light of the Buddha met a thunderous purple expanse.

"Boom!"

Three different attributes collided in an instant, the night was like day, the Buddha's palm and the lightsaber paused slightly, and collapsed in a moment, like a rain of broken light sprinkled on the night sky.

Zi Mang fell into the charging team of hundreds of swords and sticks with an unstoppable momentum.

"Puff puff!"

At that moment, people were like ants, their lives were like grass mustard, hundreds of rivers and lakes were fierce in the green forests, and the monks and real people who were high up in the eyes of mortals could not die without fear and despair.

The terrifying avenue coercion and true qi made them die violently on the spot, like "blood flowers" blooming in the dark night.

"Ah......h

When the first one reacted, there were no bones left, the sky was full of stench and blood, and everything in his eyes was red.

In the blink of an eye, only one or two of the hundreds of charging Jianghu guests and the Northern Shaolin monks remained.

Du Qiao, the elder of the Du family, who was wearing a black Confucian shirt, was stunned on the spot with blood, and he led the charge to try his best to avoid when he saw Zi Wan falling, and he picked up his old life, which was completely the fear of the rest of his life.

He seems to have a new definition of "strong", compared to the fact that he has never encountered such a thing in the past ten years since he entered the Great Grandmaster realm.

Not far away, the three monks of Northern Shaolin and hundreds of soldiers were completely powerless, and they didn't have time to hand out the second block.

The three monks of Northern Shaolin Absolute Sky, Lijue, and Hui Cong were shocked for a moment and came back to their senses, and the three of them walked towards Du Qiao's side in one step, after all, they had the advantage in numbers, let him Yuan Chaoyang go against the sky, and before he stepped into the legendary land fairyland, how many times can such a sword be wielded?

As long as Yuan Chaoyang is consumed, the rest of the people will clean up the two women in the Grandmaster Realm, and Zhao Zhengli who has fallen into the Junior Grandmaster Realm will not be able to catch him?

As for Yuan Chaoyang, the old man who doesn't know martial arts is really good, and he completely ignores it.

Thinking of this, everyone's morale gradually rose again, and the four great masters led by the Absolute Sky Zen Master took the lead in attacking the white-robed Yuan Chaoyang.

Dengzhou Post Road was murderous, and hundreds of people rushed to kill at high speed led by the four great grandmasters.

One sedan chair, two horses, three horses and five people did not panic at all, the white-robed boy picked up the purple sword and stood on the back of the horse, and the four people behind him were also nervous and bloody.

Yuan Chaoyang's spine was straight, and he looked sideways at Zhao Zhengli, who was holding the reins of the horse: "Boy, have you ever heard the story of the master who laid a solid foundation in battle and broke the mirror in battle?" ”

Zhao Zhengli said in a fog: "I don't remember!" ”

His white robe shook: "It's good if you don't remember, I'm afraid you will follow suit." ”

“……”

When Zhao Zhengli was confused, Yuan Chaoyang pulled Yang Guifen in the carport and swept up, meeting the overwhelming hundreds of people: "Remember, a small life is important, and it is good to turn over if you have a life." ”

"Bang bang!"

Yuan Chaoyang pulled Yang Guifen, who was in a glazed blue skirt with one hand, and dealt with the four great masters with the other, but there was no sign of falling behind, which really made the four of them feel humiliated.

Hundreds of people below arrived, Li Zhanyi drew his sword, Yu Xiaowei held his sword, and the two of them protected Zhao Zhengli to fight.

"Qiang Qiang"

The swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, Zhao Zhengli was nervous, but he was not the slightest timid, and pulled out the spare scimitar hanging on the horse's back to fight back.

Although his realm has plummeted to that of a small grandmaster, his move skills have penetrated deep into his muscle memory, and he can barely be defeated against the green forest bandits and ordinary warrior monks.

Li Zhanyi and Yu Xiaowei were besieged by Wang Feng and several Grandmaster Realm monks, and the isolated plain-shirted young man was finally invincible with his fists.

Not far away, Yu Xiaowei was flustered when she saw this, and she also ate two sticks from the monk, her delicate face was flushed with blood, and a mouthful of liver blood spurted out, but fortunately, she took the opportunity to come to Zhao Zhengli's side.

The two fought back to back against the enemy in the siege, the grandmaster and the little grandmaster went crazy, killing red eyes, the monks fell to the ground, the bandits shed blood, and the armored soldiers died in pieces.

However, hundreds of people seemed to be inexhaustible, and they couldn't be killed, and the three of them were exhausted.

The reason for this is that there is a huge disparity in the combat power of the three people, only Emei Li Zhanyi is the main force, Yu Xiaowei, who is newly promoted to the Grandmaster Realm, is not good at fighting, and Zhao Zhengli, who was feasible in the past, also fell below the Grandmaster Realm.

In a word; The three are in a worrying situation.

The night was surprisingly long and difficult.

Dengzhou Post Road is misty and misty, looking from afar; The five great masters in the void are like the Heavenly Gods fighting the Method, the true qi of the sword runs through the long night, the space is distorted, the laws of the Great Dao are endless, and the place where they fall is like a thunderbolt exploding, not a single inch of grass grows, and the mountains and rocks are shattered.

With such a movement, there is naturally no shortage of good deeds to watch the excitement, except for those who happen to pass by and pause from afar, there are very few people who really hear the sound.

are afraid of harming the pond fish.

In the distance, Zhao Zhengli and Yu Xiaowei were scattered by rushing to kill, and Li Zhanyi was also entangled by dozens of people, including two middle-grade grandmasters who were comparable to her.

The three of them were all isolated, and in the crowd, Wang Feng carried a two-eared halberd straight towards Zhao Zhengli, and each of them was his handwriting.

"Hahaha!"

He was laughing wildly, he was excited about the rebellious relict who was about to capture the rivers and lakes and temples, he Wang Feng was destined to become famous after this battle, and was naturally reused by the prince.

How can you not be crazy?

"Whew!"

Zhao Zhengli's expression was cold, and he made a subversive move, he actually took the initiative to attack with a knife.

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Wang Feng looked down at an ant as a grandmaster powerhouse, the two-eared halberd in his hand was full of true qi, he picked it up with one arm and smashed it heavily at the oncoming plain-shirted youth.

"Bang!"

The halberd fell unbiasedly, but at the critical moment, the plain-shirted young man moved sideways like a ghost to avoid it, and the scimitar in his hand wrapped around his wrist into a flower, cutting towards the thick Wang Feng's arm.

"Poof!"

The corners of Wang Feng's mouth rose in disdain, and he flicked his fingers slightly, shooting out a true qi finger force of the grandmaster realm, and repelled the scimitar a foot away.

Zhao Zhengli staggered back, the scimitar in his hand almost broke away, for him in the realm of the little grandmaster now, this finger power is majestic and vast, almost the limit of what he can bear, such a good opportunity to be resolved by the other party's fingers, this is the advantage of the realm.

Wang Feng didn't give him a second chance, and after popping out a finger, he swept the halberd, and the attached strength was like a raging flame, pointing directly at the back of the plain shirt that staggered and retreated.

"Dang!"

Zhao Zhengli gathered all his strength on the scimitar in his hand, but Wang Feng was not in the ordinary grandmaster realm, his tactics and foundation were as thick as a rock, and the halberd he swung out with one arm was almost invincible in the same realm, not to mention Zhao Zhengli in the small grandmaster realm.

"Bang!"

Resisting a halberd, Zhao Zhengli's arms hurt so much that he lost consciousness.

"Bang Bang"

Before he could turn his mind around, Wang Feng was a coherent halberd.

"Puff"

Zhao Zhengli suffered a loss in the realm after all, and no matter how agile he reacted, he couldn't escape the lock of the grandmaster's strength and true qi. The three halberds in a row made the blood in his mouth gush like a spring, and he was suspected of being hit by a brute bear, his true qi was turbulent, his dantian trembled, he kicked backwards, and slid backwards on the ground for several feet to stabilize his body, leaving two long scratches on the post road with his feet.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Zhengli's realm fluctuated, his five internal organs surged, a nameless qi swelled, the soreness expanded the meridians and blood bones of the whole body, and the body seemed to be forcibly dismantled and reorganized.

The pain is like a spur, the crack is like nirvana, and suddenly my heart feels something.

The restless mind was surprisingly quiet at this time, which was controlled by the mysterious perception in his body in recent days.

"Po"

Zhao Zhengli, who was covered in blood, had clear eyes, his face was like a peaceful lake, and his thoughts entered an ethereal and mysterious realm.

In the distance, Wang Feng was furious, and the three consecutive critical attacks of the long halberd should have smashed it, but the other party was intact, but it also contributed to the opportunity for a breakthrough.

"Whew!"

The two-eared halberd in Wang Feng's hand danced wildly in a hurry, rolling up bursts of manic true qi, he was gathering all his strength to stop it, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf, and he vowed to end the plain-shirted young man.

"Whoosh"

No matter how turbulent his moves were, Zhao Zhengli was calm, his shirt was frivolous, and his body was as clever as a spirit leopard, avoiding fierce attacks in a millimeter.

"Buzz"

The eight-foot plain shirt is intertwined, and the negative hand dodges the strong master of the grandmaster, forming a dazzling picture in the night sky.

Zhao Zhengli is using this to realize his heart, gather momentum, and look for the avenue.

At this moment, Wang Feng has undoubtedly become a stubborn stone for Zhao Zhengli to polish the realm.

The five great masters of the night sky were aware of themselves with the mysterious aura.

Yuan Chaoyang muttered: "Do you really dare to follow suit? ”