The Xiliang soldiers are really fierce, and among this group of Xiliang soldiers, Yan Xing is simply the most ferocious tiger. The tiger descended the mountain, and the name was well deserved.

Chen Yan's Yue cavalry battalion at this time is very different from the Yue cavalry battalion when he just escaped from Chang'an City, and the Yue cavalry battalion at this time can be called an elite cavalry team after Chen Yan and Huang Zhong's training, and such an elite cavalry team, in front of the Xiliang cavalry, still has no power to fight back.

Chen Yan looked back, and saw that the cavalry soldiers beside him were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two thousand brothers he brought out had been reduced by 20% in a blink of an eye!

Chen Yan was disheartened, and sighed to himself: "The script shouldn't be written like this...... I should be like Zhang Liao and Gan Ning, with hundreds of thousands of brothers, and easily pick Yan Xing's camp! How so...... How so?! ”

But the facts are right in front of you, even if Chen Yan doesn't believe it, there is no way, the big camp is not something you want to pick, you can pick if you want to. Xu Rong often admonished Chen Yan to be cautious in handling things and think twice about doing things, and Chen Yan really understood now. Some decisions, once made, are likely to have irreversible consequences.

In fact, it is not some decisions, but the consequences of most decisions, which are irreversible.

However, while Chen Yan was thinking, Huang Zhong shouted on the side: "Lord! Don't hesitate, the two of us must break through a bloody path and not be surrounded by them anymore! ”

Chen Yan nodded, but his expression was still a little wooden, and it was obvious that he was once again blinded by the disadvantage in front of him. Although Chen Yan's performance this time was slightly calmer than the disadvantage he had in the last battle with Lu Bu, he was still not calm enough and still needed to improve.

Huang Zhong is a veteran after all, seeing Chen Yan hesitate, but he can't hesitate, he immediately waved his long knife and reflexively entered the battle, although the Xiliang cavalry was brave, but Huang Zhong's old general's long knife was also sharp, and in a blink of an eye, he cut down a few people, and went forward with the Yue cavalry battalion.

Chen Yan took a long time to react, and when he looked up, Huang Zhong had already gone far, Chen Yan swallowed and spit, and took the few people around him to chase Huang Zhong.

It's a pity that I didn't go far, but I saw a black shadow flash in front of me, and a spear shot like lightning!

Yan Xing is here!

Chen Yan trembled in his heart, Chen Yan had seen and heard of Yan Xing's kung fu countless times, but he had not been able to fight it in person.

And at this most inopportune juncture, Chen Yan actually faced what may have been the most terrifying opponent in history besides Lu Bu......

Yan Xing!

Chen Yan shouted violently, and the long halberd carried the sound of the wind, attacking Yan Xing like a swimming dragon. Yan Xing saw that Chen Yan's moves were mediocre, but his internal strength was really scary, and he was not lazy, his spears trembled, and his weapons intersected.

"Boom!" Sound vibrates the universe. If Chen Yan hadn't relied on his strong internal force, he would have already cracked and his weapon would have been taken off at this time.

Yan Xing secretly wondered, always feeling that Chen Yan's internal force implied a watery femininity...... When the Yellow Turban raised righteousness, Yan Xing was not very old, so naturally he couldn't appreciate the subtlety of the Yellow Turban Sect's orthodox Taoist martial arts, but now that he saw Chen Yan, Yan Xing only felt that the young man in front of him was unfathomable, but he never could imagine why he had such a strong strength.

Chen Yan faced a strong enemy, fought two moves, and finally regained his composure, which was not easy to come by, but it came very timely. Chen Yan's mind was clear and transparent for a while, and he suddenly remembered the supreme trick of the Yellow Turban Sect......

The yellow sky descended into the world, and Ze was born by the common people......

These eight words have saved themselves in the face of the Danding Sect's Seven-Star Incineration Array, and in the face of Gao Shun's fallen camp. Now, in the face of Yan Xing and the Xiliang cavalry, can this move save Chen Yan again?

Thinking of this, Chen Yan suddenly held the halberd in both hands, raised it high, and said something in his mouth, condensing his true qi in his heart......

The pale blue true qi began to gather, gradually enveloping Chen Yan's body.

Yan Xing saw it in his eyes, but fear suddenly surged in his heart...... What kind of trick is this? What tricks?

Chen Yan looked at Yan Xing, and suddenly began to sneer, this sneer was full of confidence, with killing intent, Chen Yan was like a victor, looking at Yan Xing, a poor doomed character......

At this moment, Lan Mang was in full bloom, and Chen Yan shouted violently: "Yellow Sky descends to the world!" Ze was born! As he spoke, the halberd swung out and ran towards Yan Xing!

said that it was too late, but I saw Yan Xing's spear shake, and he effortlessly pushed Chen Yan's iron halberd away, and then a spear stabbed and hit Chen Yan's chest!

Huang Tian descended into the world, but he didn't succeed, there was neither the gathering of true qi, nor the powerful impact, this move, Chen Yan failed this time! Not only that, but Chen Yan's chest was also stabbed by Yan Xing's spear!

And the blood-colored ancient jade that Chen Yan should have hung on his chest had already been given to Guo Jia at this time!

The blessing in misfortune is ...... Chen Yan also has heart goggles!

Even so...... Chen Yan still felt a sharp pain in his chest, his eyes went dark, and his body flew backwards suddenly, leaving the war horse...... It can be seen how powerful Yan Xing's spear is......

Chen Yan flew up and fell quickly, and in the process, all the consciousness in his mind kept repeating the feeling of despair......

"That's what I'm going to ...... Failed? Chen Yan's mind kept echoing, and it kept echoing, until he heard a voice.

This is a strange sound, although this sound is also the sound of horses' hooves, but it is different from the sound of horses' hooves of thousands of horses, different from the Xiliang cavalry, and different from the Yue cavalry battalion.

Chen Yan followed the prestige, and before he fell into the dust, he saw a person dressed in a white robe, holding a long sword, riding a black and thin horse, rushing over from the direction of Chang'an City......

This man must have rushed through many obstacles and killed many enemies. His white robe was no longer white, but stained with blood and dust, and even more, the sleeves and shawl of his robe had been pierced by the spears of the enemy, and he looked like a beggar......

Needless to say, this person is naturally a sword god...... Wang Yue arrived.

"......" Chen Yan frowned, and blurted out swear words, "Aren't you a martial arts master, why are your clothes cut like this......?"

Chen Yan struggled to finish speaking, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

……

The Sword God finally came, Yan Xing never expected that the opponent who had made him suffer a loss once again appeared. And Chen Yan was lying on the ground, his muscles and bones seemed to be broken for a while, and he didn't know that with himself, Huang Zhong, Yue Caiying, and this little sword god who came out to save the scene halfway, he could escape from this ghost gate.

On the high ground not far away, Li Ru and Cheng Gongying looked coldly at everything in front of them, like two vultures staring at carrion.

This life-and-death battle with the Xiliang people is far from being as simple as imagined.