Outside the Xuanlong Pass.

Mountains and rivers are continuous, with ups and downs.

In the middle of the mountains and rivers on both sides is a huge and vast plain.

Hundreds of thousands of red turban soldiers appeared here, each wrapped in red scarves, armed with big knives and spears, murderous, sharp eyes, some on horseback, some on foot, the crowd was endless.

All sorts of flags are hunting and flying in the air.

On the opposite side of the red scarf, there are sixty or seventy thousand Red Flame Army and all kinds of people from the rivers and lakes.

These Red Flame Army are okay, the military discipline is strict, and they don't say a word.

But those people in the back were in a mess, bluffing, and all kinds of voices kept coming out.

"It's over, the army duel, it's the army duel again."

Red Dragon Lao Dao's face changed, and he looked at the black and oppressive Red Turban Army on the opposite side from a distance, and said: "When we first arrived a month ago, we encountered a small-scale army duel, when the Red Flame Army killed more than 10,000 people, and now we actually encountered it again, and the scale is even bigger than before. ”

Jiang Shi looked into the distance, and saw that most of the black and oppressive red turban troops in the distance were thin and thin, with dark faces, and it seemed that they should not be people who practiced martial arts.

It's a bit like a refugee.

"Now the two armies are compared, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and the advantage of the Red Flame Army is that it is well-staffed and well-equipped. Every sergeant of the Red Flame Army is a master of the realm of strength, and the people in the rivers and lakes who accompany him are all from various sects of the rivers and lakes in the barren state, while the Red Turban Army is not so particular, most of them are farmers from poor backgrounds, and there are not many people who really practice strength, so this battle is really hard to say. ”

The old man of Chihuo also spoke in a condensed voice.

But no matter what, the other side is at least several times more numerous.

Once the melee starts, no matter how strong you are, you can't stop the crowd tactics.

"Who is the leader of the Red Turbans?"

Jiang Shi asked.

"See that guy in a red robe and a red cloak?"

Chihuo Lao Dao pointed to a burly middle-aged man in the Red Turban Army from a distance, and saw the other party sitting high on horseback, with a flying beard, an indifferent face, wearing a red robe and red armor, and a red cloak behind him, and said:

"He is the leader of the Red Turban Army, named Zhao Tianlong, it is rumored that the martial arts cultivation is unfathomable, and when he captured Yunzhou before, he once killed a martial saint-level master with one palm!"

"Martial Saint level?"

Jiang Shi asked.

"It is a realm behind the Jin, the eleventh level of Jinjin, once it comes to the end, it is followed by the three-step ladder of the Martial Saint, one ladder and one to the sky, to this realm, it is the limit of mortals, and if the strength is to be improved, it will be difficult to do so, and it must rely on the genius earth treasure to exchange blood, and the blood of the Nine Heavens, every time you change, the body transforms once..."

Chihuo Lao Dao said.

Jiang Shi was secretly frightened.

There are so many realms in the back.

From this point of view, isn't it just the threshold of martial arts.

"You must not underestimate the realm of entering the Jin, it is extremely rare to enter the Jin, among the people who practice martial arts, there may not be one out of ten who can successfully enter the Jin, the Martial Saint is basically the biggest dream of the people who practice martial arts, if you want to break through the Martial Saint for blood exchange, it is an extremely difficult thing, and few people can do it."

Chihuo Lao Dao said.

"Okay."

Jiang Shi nodded, and suddenly spoke: "Then what kind of cultivation is the leader of our Red Flame Army?" ”

"It's also unfathomable, and there are also records that have fought the Martial Saint!"

Chihuo Laodao's tone froze.

After all, it's the general soldier who guards a state!

If his own strength is weak, how can he make all the Jianghu sects in the whole state surrender!

Jiang Shi was secretly surprised again.

It seems that if the Great Xuan Dynasty hadn't reached the end of its life, the people of the world might not be able to shake the Great Xuan, and just a casual general soldier would have a record of fighting and killing the Martial Saint!

This kind of background is terrible!

That's it!

Yang Hongtian, the leader of the Red Flame Army, raised his whip and pointed directly at Zhao Tianlong, the leader of the Red Turban Army, and scolded, "Anti-thief An dares to invade my boundary? ”

Zhao Tianlong laughed and said: "The world is dying, the rebels are rising, the Daxuan royal family has long been useless, we are waiting for Fengtian to raise troops, overthrow Daxuan, and rebuild a new dynasty, it is in accordance with the will of heaven and the people, and dare to say that I am a thief?" Yang Hongtian, my army is here today, why don't you descend early? ”

"How dare the thief rap, who will go with me to break the thief?"

Yang Hongtian scolded.

"The last will go!"

A black-robed young general spurred his horse, ran out with a knife, and shouted: "Xu Tianbiao is here, who dares to fight me to the death!" ”

"Where is my son Yang Lian?"

Zhao Tianlong was furious.

A burly man behind him rushed out shirtless, roared angrily, brandished a thick mace, didn't even ride a mount, and went straight to Xu Tianbiao.

The big man was too majestic, and as soon as he pounced, everyone was shocked.

It is extremely rare for ordinary people to be two meters tall, but this big man is at least two meters and a half away, the skin on his body is like iron, jet black, the whole person is like an iron tower, and the beard under the jaw is even more explosive, like a steel wire.

All the way out, the whole ground was bombarded.

"Roar..."

As soon as he approached, the big man roared violently, like a lion roaring in Hedong, and the terrifying sound wave was the first to strike.

Xu Tianbiao's face changed greatly, and the horse under his crotch neighed even more, extremely frightened, and suddenly stood up, as if facing some terrifying beast.

Click!

The burly man swept out with a stick, and the thick mace directly slammed into the opponent's war horse, and with a bang, the war horse was hammered over on the spot, and Xu Tianbiao on the horseback also spurted blood and water, and flew out at once, smashing it into the distance, and was already out of breath on the spot.

"Hahaha, who else?"

The burly man laughed wildly, and his voice was as loud as thunder.

The whole person stood in the middle of the field, and it was really unparalleled.

The terrifying momentum made the war horses on both sides can't help but raise their hooves and neigh.

The Red Flame Army was all shocked.

Xu Tianbiao is the seventh level of strength, and he actually died with one move!

Who is this man?

Where did the warriors come from?

"What a tiger!"

Yang Hongtian's face was solemn.

"Hahaha, Yang Hongtian Xiao'er, my righteous son Yang Lian, is not bad?"

Zhao Tianlong laughed loudly and said: "In the past, there were famous generals of the previous dynasty, who killed twenty-four generals of the enemy army in one day, and today my righteous son is here, and he will also follow the example of his predecessors, but I want to see how many people in your Red Flame Army are not afraid of death!" ”

"Arrogance!"

Yang Hongtian was furious and said, "Take down this person!" ”

"The last will go!"

Two more people rushed out on horseback, shouting angrily in their mouths, one brandished the Daguan knife, and the other held an iron spear, and went straight to Yang Lian.

The cultivation of the two is not weak, and they are all good players in the eighth level.

It's just that Yang Lian had a cruel smile on his face, he didn't care, waved the thick mace in his hand, and swept directly towards the two of them.

The two immediately set up their weapons and blocked them together.

But this obstacle, his face suddenly changed wildly, and he exclaimed, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

With two bangs, all the weapons in the hands of the two of them were smashed and flew out, and the thick mace swept away from their bodies, sweeping them out even with men and horses, breaking tendons and fractures, and dying tragically.

"Who else dares to step forward?"

Yang Lian shouted, his voice deafening.

The body of about two and a half meters is full of great oppression.

The Red Flame Army's faces were all terrified and unbelievable.

The two partial generals who entered the eighth level were also killed so easily?

How can it be!

Yang Hongtian's face was gloomy, his eyes narrowed, staring at the burly man tightly, or staring at the weapon in the burly man's hand, and said in a cold voice: "Star Meteorite!" ”

"What? Starfall Iron? ”

Xiong Kaishan, Zhang Shan and others all changed color.

"Starfall Iron?"

The Red Dragon Old Dao and the Red Fire Old Dao also exclaimed.

"Elder, what is the Star Meteorite?"

Jiang Shihu asked suspiciously.

"Star meteorite is one of the strange things in the world, in addition to being indestructible, it also has an even more strange effect, which is to suppress strength."

Chihuo Lao Dao's face was ugly, and he whispered: "Once any strength touches the Star Meteorite, it will automatically disappear, and the mace in the hand of this burly man is actually made of Star Meteorite, which means that once anyone who cultivates goes up, he will be automatically suppressed his strength, and he can only use his physical body to compete with him, and above the physical body, I am afraid that no one is the opponent of this burly man." ”

"And this kind of strange thing?"

Jiang Shi was surprised.

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