Baixian Zhuang Yang Yifan was ready, but Gu Shengchao didn't know it, and followed behind the imperial army and the Tianqing Gang, and rushed forward to kill with anxiety.

Approaching, the girl fired a salvo of bows and crossbows on the mountain, rushing to the front and falling down.

Not to be outdone, the imperial army shot at the same time with bows, crossbows, darts and various hidden weapons, immediately suppressed the attack on the mountain, and successfully surrounded it.

The horses lost their effectiveness, and the two sides fought at the foot of the mountain, and the horses ran alone.

Gu Shengchao glanced at the battlefield, the vanguard troops responsible for the siege were all the imperial army and the disciples of the Tianqing Gang, and the Beihu cavalry watched from afar and did not play.

After a short time, the imperial army gathered at the foot of the mountain and attacked desperately upward.

The women's battalion of the Tianqing Gang trained by Zhao Jin was not far behind, and they lined up to kill, compared to the chaotic imperial army, the women's battalion with a neat formation had an advantage and fewer casualties.

In the stalemate between the two sides, the sound of "beet-toot-" sounded on the girl's mountain. The voice was low, but it resounded in the sky, and it was clearly heard all around Girl's Mountain.

Suddenly, shouts of killing rang out, high dust was raised in the distance, and countless soldiers and horses rushed over.

"There's an ambush, everyone rushes out." The Beihu cavalry who were watching were also uneasy when they saw this, and begged Yan Jida to give an order.

Anyway, they all speak the Beihu language, and others can't understand it, so they are ready to leave everyone and flee alone.

Just as the Beihu cavalry was galloping with bows and arrows in hand, a row of heavily armored cavalry appeared in front of them, all iron-clad and iron-armed, and even the horse's head and back were wrapped in shiny armor.

The horse's hooves on the ground make a "rumbling" sound, which makes people feel chilled.

"Shoot the arrows." When it came to the effective distance, Qiyan Jida waved his hand.

The sharp arrows in the sky shot at the opposite side, and they fell one after another when they touched the iron armor, causing no major damage.

On the other hand, those heavily armed cavalrymen, armed with hammers and maces, were invincible, no one could stop them, and no one dared to stop them.

One shot down, and the Beihu cavalry lost most of it.

Annoyed, he lunged at the man who had rushed at the front of the hoplites, and the blood-red haze floated up and slammed into the man's thick iron armor.

"Bang!"

Immediately the man flew high and fell to the ground and rolled a few times before he stopped, because of the impact, the man's helmet disappeared, and the mace in his hand was lost, and he got up with great difficulty, and stood in disarray.

That person was Ma Guanshan, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at Qiyan Jida fiercely without fear.

"Die!" Beggar Gilda roared and rushed over again.

Suddenly, a person floated in and stood in front of Ma Guanshan: "You protect Fang Ju and them first, and I will deal with this person."

"Master, I can do it." When Ma Guanshan saw Gu Shengchao, he still wanted to do it.

The battlefield was full of people, and Gu Shengchao had no choice but to say in a loud voice: "This person is one of the four great warriors of Beihu, and you are not his opponent."

Hearing this, Ma Guanshan had no choice but to compromise: "Master, take care, I'm going to help Fang Ju and them."

With that, he found his helmet and put it on, and was about to mount his horse.

"Where to go!" Qiyan Jida was about to stop him, he had just taken a few steps forward, and the wind swept in his ears, and someone attacked from behind.

…。。

As a last resort, Qiyan Jida had no choice but to turn around, let go of Ma Guanshan and let him calmly get on the horse and run away.

"Boom!"

Qiyan Jida crossed his arms and took a palm from the opposite side, Gu Shengchao's palm was so powerful that he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Are you?" Qiyan Jida looked at Gu Shengchao's familiar face, and couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Gu Shengchao mocked in Northern Nonsense: "Erlang Mountain's subordinates are defeated, and they dare to be presumptuous here."

The enemy's eyes were extremely red when they met, and Qiyan Jida finally recognized the other party, gritted his teeth and danced the blood-red daze towards the ancient saint.

At the hem of his big box, there are many dense sharp short blades, which are usually hidden in the big box, and they are as sharp as a knife when wielded.

Supplemented by internal force, it is even more sharp.

In normal times, Gu Shengchao had already used the "Iron Arm Divine Skill" to protect himself, but now that he was familiar with the "Phoenix Dance Seeking Phoenix Technique", his hands, eyes, body methods, and steps were not the same.

Summoning the dual swords, Gu Shengchao dodged Da Yu's fatal blow sideways, and at the moment when Da Yu's hem slipped in front of his eyes, he had already seen the flaw in it.

The short sharp blade sewn on the hem of the large fuse is fastened to it with gold threads.

The tip of the Ancient Sage Chao's sword accurately picked the seam in it, and with a "stab" sound, the seemingly powerful sword was torn apart from the middle and completely scrapped.

Qiyan Jidan is very powerful, ordinary people can't shake Da Yan even if they use a knife to cut it, and there is no way to take him.

How could it be that the Gu Shengchao's internal strength was even stronger, and it seemed to be a simple and easy pick, but in fact, it had already broken the true qi that the other party had accumulated on the big qi, which shocked the Qiyan Jida dantian and caused damage.

The short blades sewn up from the hem of the big sword were no longer restrained, and they all flew out, shooting right into several Beihu cavalrymen who were about to attack Gu Shengchao from behind, and they were killed and fell off their horses.

The upside-down big drum, instead wrapped Qiyan Jida in it.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and Qiyan Jida is blinded by his eyes, and he hurriedly tears off the big gun.

At this time, a hoplite who was running happened to rush over, and Qiyan Jida was knocked into a head-on before he could dodge, flying high.

Rao is his kung fu, although his internal organs hurt like turning over the river and the sea, he still controlled his body and feet landed steadily.

"You, you......" Qiyan Jida was indignant, pointing at Gu Shengchao but speechless.

His dantian was damaged and his meridians were disordered, and his breath couldn't keep up with him panting heavily.

"What are you, you are a tiger fighter, and you are innocent of death." Gu Shengchao swung his sword and slashed away.

Holding on to a strong breath, Qiyan Jida pulled out the belt wrapped around his waist and shook it off.

The silver glittering long sword stabbed at Gu Shengchao, more than a foot long.

It turned out to be a soft sword.

The soft sword is long, the last hair comes first, and in the blink of an eye, it is already approaching between the eyebrows of the ancient saint, and the terrifying murderous aura is suffocating.

The ancient saint superman was in mid-air, he crossed his two swords and twisted the soft sword, and continued to move forward, driving the soft sword to twist his body, as if pulling a knot in the air.

The castration continued, and Gu Shengchao raised his foot and kicked towards Qiyan Jida.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qiyan Jida suddenly shook the soft sword in his hand, and the soft sword was like a smooth fish escaping from the control of the ancient saint, like ripples in the fish pond, forming an impenetrable net in front of Qiyan Jida.

As long as Gu Shengchao dares to kick over, he can definitely strangle his feet.

The ancient saint was taken aback, forcibly twisted in the air, and pointed the tip of his sword on the net made of the soft sword, and jumped over the top of Qiyan Jida's head.

"Bang!"

It was as if something had burst, and the sword net in front of Qiyan Jida shattered, and the soft sword more than a foot long was broken, leaving only the hilt of the sword he was holding in his hand.

"Poof!"

Unable to hold on any longer, Qiyan Jida spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes turned black. A gust of wind struck, like a fierce cold wind on the prairie, and it buzzed in his ears.

A hoplite scurried past him, hammering over his head and smashing it to pieces.

3931432。。

...