91 The town witch poetry is powerful

"The enemy is now, let's stop it, there seems to be a change in the formation!" Elder Tu kept an eye on the situation in that formation all the time.

When he saw the phantom floating in the formation, he reminded him.

As soon as these words came out, several people turned their eyes to the center of the formation.

"It's... Confucian Confucianism? Elder Wa narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Being able to leave a phantom shadow in Confucian characters, I'm afraid this person's methods are extraordinary!" ”

"Elders, will your Five Elements Array ......?"

In the next second, the hot-tempered Fire Elder waved his hand and sneered, "Elder Wa, don't worry, this kind of carving insect skill will never be able to break the Five Elements Great Array that we have forged together!" ”

"Unless the other party is a first-grade Confucian cultivator, he can't shake this formation at all."

On the side, Elder Shui also echoed: "That's right, I see that this phantom is not the figure of the middle dean of the Lufan Academy...... The rest of the people's Confucian characters can't be broken. ”

"Vainly trying to break the formation is just bringing humiliation on yourself." Elder Tu sneered, his tone full of disdain.

In the canyon, Li Qingshan's phantom has already written nine famous poems through the ages.

Nearly 30,000 soldiers below walked out of the camp and recited the verses on it!

"Angry hair rushed to the crown and leaned on the railing, Xiaoxiao Yuxi raised his eyes ......"

"Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and the battalion ......"

"Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, the Long March has not been returned, but the dragon city will fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain!"

......

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times! ”

One by one, the inspiring poems made the sergeants below roar and shout out.

The entire canyon was filled with the roars of the soldiers.

Suddenly, the phantom of Li Qingshan in the air fell the last two big words: [Zhenwu! 】

All the pale golden poems suspended in the air shattered at this moment, turning into nine rivers of pure Haoran righteousness, converging towards the two big characters that were more than one person high.

The Great Array of the Five Elements that shrouded the canyon began to shake slightly!

Haoran righteousness is the nemesis of the witch clan's magic tricks!

With such a large amount of Haoran righteousness, it has the meaning of directly breaking this formation!

Above the canyon, the faces of several Great Elders from the Five Elements Clan were a little uncalm.

They each got up, stood in five directions, and joined forces to cast spells, stabilizing the shaky formation!

Elder Huo smiled slightly: "Elder Wa, don't panic, everything is under control, the other party wants to use Haoran righteousness to break through our big array, it's simply the funniest ...... in the world."

"Look at the center of the formation!" Elder Wa's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Confucian characters can even be turned into knives!" ”

In the canyon, the word "Zhenwu", which absorbed nine famous poems through the ages, was directly turned into a long knife several meters long.

Li Qingshan's phantom stretched out his hand, and the long knife flew into his hand.

In the next second, the knife fell!

A golden glow pierced everyone's eyes!

Click!

On the gray Five Elements Great Array, there was an extra crack.

However, this is just the beginning!

The cracks continue to stretch in all directions over time!

After three breaths, the entire Five Elements Great Array was covered with spiderweb-like cracks!

Whoa!

Li Qingshan's phantom raised his hand again is a knife!

The already crumbling Five Elements Great Array shattered, and the five elders who were trying their best to maintain the formation on the canyon retreated in unison and vomited blood!

Elder Wa looked at the people who were vomiting blood helplessly, and sighed: "Didn't you say that it was good, if it wasn't a first-class Confucian character, it wouldn't be able to break your formation at all?" ”

"It's all at this time, don't dwell on these, first think about how to deal with the Great Xia Iron Rider who may rush out at any time!" As he spoke, Elder Tu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The earth-shattering killing sounded!

The sky was suddenly dyed red by this strong murderous aura!

There is no need for them to think about it, the soldiers of Great Xia, after reciting so many famous poems through the ages, their morale has soared!

Xia Lin seized the opportunity of the broken formation and directly ordered the whole army to charge out!

When the enemy is weak and we are strong, we will fight!

......

Located fifty miles east of the canyon, there were soldiers from the Wu Clan's Golden Tribe.

At this moment, it is the time for the soldiers to light a fire and cook.

Smoke rose from everywhere in the barracks.

An iron pot, a campfire, and a large bone.

The Wu Clan's military dinner is so unpretentious.

In a corner of the barracks, a scholar in a white robe was sitting in front of an iron pot, unceremoniously eating the big bone stick in front of him.

There were many soldiers passing by, but everyone noticed his strangeness.

It wasn't until someone had eaten almost that someone noticed that there was a person in the corner who was not wearing military armor and was still wearing a scholar's robe?

Several soldiers in the vicinity discussed in a low voice, and then told a centurion about the incident.

Upon learning of this, the centurion tightened his saber at his waist and strode in the direction of the scholar.

Boom!

The sound of the blade unsheathed sounded.

The centurion took the saber, aimed it at the scholar in front of him, and said sharply: "Who are you!" Why did you appear in my Jinbu barracks! ”

Slippery! Slippery!

After Li Qingshan sucked the bone marrow of the big bone stick in his hand, he threw the bone in his hand casually, and said with a smile: "You are a soldier of the Golden Department, right?" Help me to bring a message to your Great Elders. ”

As soon as these words came out, the centurion's face changed suddenly, and he immediately slashed at Li Qingshan's shoulder!

Swish!

Li Qingshan, who was sitting on the ground, disappeared abruptly, appeared behind the centurion, and said lightly: "Let the Jin Department withdraw its troops...... Otherwise, it's the same place. ”

"Arrogance!"

"Assemble! There is an enemy attack! ”

"Assemble! There is an enemy attack! ”

The centurion rolled forward, and then roared!

Airplanes!

A thin buzzing sound sounded!

It's suddenly dark!

The centurion looked back in horror.

I saw a sword light that spanned hundreds of meters and rushed towards the camp behind him!

Death!

There is only the breath of death above the sword!

Everywhere the sword goes, everything is destroyed!

The soldiers who rushed out when they heard the enemy attack, and the soldiers who were eating, were all dead...... Not only that, but the generals who were resting in the camp were all killed by this knife!

With just one stab, nearly a fifth of the camp was destroyed!

Seeing the inexplicable tragic death of his comrades, the centurion with bloodshot eyes went crazy and slashed towards the location where Li Qingshan had just been.

However, Li Qingshan, who slashed out the knife, has long since disappeared......