The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the desert, and the originally large yellow desert became even more golden.

The 200,000 troops of the Northern Tang Dynasty charged in the front, and the soldiers all held spears and shields in their hands and changed their walking steps in unison, and on the opposite side were the soldiers of the Southern Star Kingdom, about 100,000 people.

From a distance, the two camps, one black and one blue, confronted each other and stood still for a while.

Ling Lifeng, the general of the Southern Star Kingdom, was wearing silver armor and a silver helmet, and rode a black horse slowly out of the rear of the blue camp, his eyes were sharp, and he released a murderous aura.

Ling Split Wind held a big knife in his hand, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, the big knife shone in the sun, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, came to the front of the formation in an instant, thirty steps away from the Northern Tang camp, he suddenly reined in the war horse, the horse neighed, and stood in front of the formation.

Although Ling Liefeng is middle-aged, he has not left many traces of time on his face after many years of fighting, and he can vaguely see the handsome facial features of his youth, wheat-colored skin with angular coldness, dark and deep eyes, and the essence that exudes makes people dare not look closely.

At this time, a black shadow from the black camp rushed to the front, only to hear the sound of horses' hooves stopping, the air was filled with a few yin winds, the person who came was dressed in a black brocade robe, a pair of black eyes were sharp like lightning, and a murderous aura emanated from between his eyebrows, Ling Liefeng involuntarily clenched the big knife in his hand.

"Are all the people in the Northern Tang Dynasty dead? Send you, thin little brother, but beware of my broadsword. Ling Liefeng spoke, his voice calm and hoarse, with a little sneer, and flashed the big knife in his hand.

"Give you time to play tricks, but today, you will die here," the man in black stared at Ling Liefeng and said word by word

"Hmph, what a big breath" Ling Liefeng said unremittingly, riding a horse and carrying a big knife, slashing towards the figure, but the man stretched out his hand unhurriedly and faced back, grasping the hilt of the sword behind him, only to hear the sound of "hissing" in the air, the sound of the collision of knives and swords.

The distant bell of the carriage came with the ethereal sound of the wind, but in an instant, a carriage slowly drove in, passing through the rows of troops in the Northern Tang Dynasty, followed by a hundred elite guards to support the forward.

The carriage was constructed in an extravagant manner, with rosewood as the body, carved beams and paintings, wrapped in crimson silk on all sides, and the horse's hooves clattered against the ground and splashed with bursts of sand mist, the appearance of this carriage was undoubtedly not the most dazzling existence in the desert.

A fair, slender, bony hand lifted the crimson partition on the carriage, and a long inky hair was like a waterfall, moving up to the perfect jawline.

What kind of upside-down sentient beings are this face, the face is beautiful, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, purple eyes shining with glass light, a red dress like fire, as if it is a manzhu sawa blooming in the desert, beautiful and charming, with the cruelty that swallows everything around.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers knelt down in unison, and at this time, they led the Northern Tang Dynasty soldiers to dismount General Jian Chiyu, and also knelt respectfully in front of Murong Qing.

"Excuse me," Murong Qing said, indifferently with a hint of laziness

The army stood up neatly and reverted to the array it had just been

"Listen to the king's orders, release the arrows!" Murong Qing looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and said with a cold expression

The front shield was moved back, and the rows of archers in the rear wound their bows in unison, ready to go, and the soldiers in Nanxun knew that the Northern Tang was going to start releasing arrows, and the rows of shields were moved up, wrapped tightly and impermeable.

Pluck the arrow.

In the middle of the fight, Ling Liefeng watched hundreds of thousands of black arrows flying in front of him, and he couldn't withdraw at this time.

A white figure flashed, holding 4 small four-cornered flying knives in his palm, flying straight towards the man in black, the angle was extremely tricky and deadly, the man in black also had to dodge, a partial head dodged the first one, but the sharp aura of this hidden weapon took away a coat of his hair, followed by the second and third, a bent over, a sword in his right hand flicked, cleverly dodged, it was this action, ignoring the fourth, straight between the legs, a spinning in the air turned over and slowly landed, the action was quickly completed, dodging the most ruthless one, In the slight flute, only a touch of white was captured, and it had already taken Ling Liefeng backwards.

The rain of arrows rushed into the sky, even if the soldiers of Nanxing had tenacious strength, they could not resist such a strong force, and at this time, several soldiers were killed by arrows, opening a small gap

"Dad, you stabilize the arrow formation, I'll deal with him" Ling seemed to carry Ling Fierce Wind to the rear of the Southern Star soldiers, and a cold voice sounded.

"Be careful in everything" Before Ling Liefeng finished speaking, the white figure had disappeared in front of him

Dressed in a white robe, the dust is not clean, the air is like a quiet orchid, the eyes are like spring water, and the whole body is full of innate nobility.

"Let's make a move" The red lips opened lightly under the veil, and the woman's voice was as beautiful as heaven, as if she was indifferent outside the red dust.

The man in black looked at the veiled woman in front of him, clenched the sword in his hand, and saw his right foot spinning into the air, and the sword in his right hand was filled with internal force and attacked straight towards Ling Yi, Ling seemed to bow down without hesitation, using a few broken arrows on the ground, decisively drew the long sword that came straight ahead, the purpose was to weaken a little sword qi, a dodge Ling seemed to skillfully catch the sword with both hands, the man in black just threw her out more ruthlessly, but the man stood not far away, the man in black turned his arm and rushed up, The sword moves in his hand kept switching, flying up and down, coiling left and right.

"Heh, it's really funny" Murong Qing's beautiful face had an evil smile, which made the attendants around him even more nervous, and they all bowed their heads respectfully, not daring to speak. Then the man's thin lips lightly opened, "Come on, bring me a bow and arrows." ”

"Yes, my lord" After a while, the attendant handed over a bow and arrow

Murong Qing caught the bow and arrow with his left hand, pulled the string on the arrow, and a set of movements were like flowing water in one go, aiming at the white figure, only to hear a "whoosh~", the arrow shot out with the wind, Ling seemed to see the tiny black shadow coming towards her head more and more through the sword light of the sword shadow, a left flash, the arrow shot by Murong Qing had been split in half by Mo Yu's sword, Mo Yu saw it and attacked again, not giving Ling Yi a chance to breathe.

"Like, go on!" Ling Liefeng saw that the situation was not good, and threw away his sword with a light skill. Ling seemed to rise into the air, spun in the air, caught the sword with his right hand, the woman's white dress fluttered in the wind, the sword in her wrist flashed with fine light, and immediately carried enough internal force in the sword, and flew to the direction where the person was, and the two swords were handed over, as if a few points of starlight could be seen.

"Lord Wang, the 100,000 reinforcements sent by His Majesty have been ambushed in the rear of the enemy, and they can be encircled and suppressed at any time." Jian Chiyu said respectfully beside him

"Okay, pass on the order of the king, attack it" Murong Qing's eyes kept staring at the white figure in the distance

"Yes, Lord Wang" was just a few words, and the man disappeared with a light effort.

At this time, Murong Qing had already placed three arrows with the bow and arrow in his hand, his slender and good-looking hand was on the string, two fingers clamped the end of the arrow, and the three arrows were filled with internal force and pulled back vigorously, aiming at Ling Yi, as soon as the hand was released, the three arrows flew out, faster than the first time, only heard a "whoosh", the sound of passing through the wind, Ling seemed to feel that something was hitting the back of his head, his body instinctively deviated to the right, one bent down, and dodged one of the arrows, but the remaining two arrows seemed to have calculated the angle, and attacked to the left again, It's too late to dodge, Ling seems to hold a sword in his right hand and wants to block the flying arrows, Ling seems to be a step slower than the arrow, "Bang~", the arrow shot at the trunk behind him, the white veil rose in the air and slowly fell, Ling seemed to feel a fresh breeze on his face, bringing a little coolness, his face was a hot pain.

Gently stroked the painful face with his hand, there was a little blood stain on his fingers, fortunately it was just a bruise, someone actually attacked him, turned to look at the direction where the arrow flew just now, a touch of red came into his eyes, the person actually proudly raised the bow and arrow in his hand to Ling Yi, Ling seemed to feel a little angry, is this person provoking her.

The moment the two looked at each other, they only felt that the world seemed to be still, the fair skin, the eyebrows were not described, the cold eyes were like a little ripple in the clear pool in winter, bright and clean, not to provoke the dust of the world, the woman's long hair as beautiful as black silk was pulled into a bun at will, and a white dress revealed a noble temperament, if it wasn't for this scar, if it wasn't for this scar, this appearance would be three points better, I have to say that this woman is extremely beautiful.

"It's a pity, such a beauty is disfigured," Murong Qing said with an evil smile

Ling didn't seem to plan to continue to entangle and fight with the man in black, he had to end it quickly, a light skill, the long sword in his hand hit the man in black straight to the head of the man, just a blink of an eye, "boom", the sword in the man in black was bounced away, only to feel a flash of white light in an instant, and then blood gushed out, staring at the woman in white in front of him, the man in black fell unwillingly.

"Boom" came with a sound of horses' hooves, the very rhythmic sound of stampede from far to near, looking up, the black pressure of a piece, the cavalry of the Northern Tang Dynasty has surrounded the Southern Star soldiers, no matter how strong the martial arts are, it is extremely difficult to break through the encirclement, it is easy to kill ten people and twenty people, but how to kill 10,200,000 people will also have to die of internal strength and energy, it is obviously not a wise move.

"Dad, Master asked me to help you withdraw safely this time, but now it's ......"

"It seems that I expected them to have reinforcements, but I didn't expect them to come so quickly, and besides, I am greedy for life and afraid of death! When I kill and take advantage of the chaos, it shouldn't be a problem to escape with your light skills. Ling Liefeng looked into the distance with firm eyes, ready for a life-and-death battle, and after speaking, he rode a horse and waved a big knife, rushing over in one breath and hacking to death a few soldiers from the nearest Northern Tang Dynasty, scorching blood spilling in the desert.

"Listen to the soldiers of the Southern Star, even if we die this time, we will pull a few more Northern Tang soldiers to bury us! Kill me! Ling Liefeng was another domineering sword, and a killing aura lingered around his body. The two camps began to fight, accompanied by the shouts of the charge, the sound of the handover of blades, and the screams, one of the Nanxing soldiers fell, and the other rushed up, the corpses under Ling Qi's feet were already one by one, the slimy blood stained the white clothes, terrifying like a hell Shura, Ling seemed to look at the fiery red sun in the sky, and the blood red in front of him, reflecting each other, shocking.