Born with a vision, as vast as a drum.

Thin lines of light filaments, through layers of clouds, landed on the school martial arts field where hundreds of people stood and tens of thousands of onlookers watched.

Twelve beads, the sky is round.

The filaments of light fall on the field like white characters, and the edge of the falling pieces is like the boundary line of a chessboard.

It's a miraculous scene.

Let those white horse scouts who still have intangible cultural heritage in their hearts before, all of them have wide eyes, and some people look at the sky, as if they want to figure out whether this is the trick of the rivers and lakes.

Some people looked closely, as if trying to see the special significance of this picture.

But no matter how they observe, they are in the clouds and do not know what to do.

"This array is called the Twelve Stars of Tiangang."

"The 100-word landing point is 12 formations, and 12 people will enter the formation."

Wu Changqing, who was dressed in white and had his sleeves fluttering like an immortal, stretched out his hand to point to the formation diagram drawn by his aura and celestial phenomena.

Hu Kui, the captain of the White Horse Scout, turned pale and took the lead in stepping out.

As the leader of this group of white horse scouts, he knew his status and the pound, and immediately stood in the middle of the twelve true eyes, in the center of the thicker filament.

It is said that the red tape in the world is the most clear for bystanders.

But this Tiangang Twelve Stars Great Array is the opposite.

Someone is in it to see the wonderful lotus flowers.

Hu Kui's eyes widened incredulously, looking at his body as if reflecting bursts of purple mist and golden qi, as if he was in the blessed land of the fairy world.

The mind is serene and swaying, and it is wonderful.

As a white horse scout competed for the first time, he voluntarily became the eye of the formation.

The fairy mist in Hu Kui's eyes gradually dissipated, and a magnificent scenery of the mountains and rivers of Xiongguan appeared.

The mountains looked up, and as the final eye, he seemed to stand on this majestic pass.

Overlooking the wonders of the world.

And the rest of the white horse scouts are located in the position of the eye of the formation, above the mountains and rivers, the hanging heavenly sword.

They are all a heavenly sword guarding the mountains and rivers.

This moment.

Hu Kui's heart was shocked!

Only then did I understand that the young man in white in front of him had such a great ability to penetrate the world.

This...... This is a military formation.

This is simply an immortal circle.

Hu Kui is just a Beiliang general with a second-grade little grandmaster, and when he is placed on the battlefield, he can indeed be regarded as a top person.

It can be placed in the eyes of those world-class martial arts masters.

That's it.

Not to mention the subordinates around him who cooperate in heavy formations and do not emphasize individual force.

Compared with the golden body, which is not bad, it can carry a bow and crossbow, and it refers to the mysterious plan that can move the heavenly strings, the magnificent weather leads the general trend of heaven and earth, and the first-class master of the land immortals.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are mortals in the flesh.

But it was the battlefield battle array composed of twelve mortals that made him form the majestic physique of the Vajra Realm, referring to the Qi Machine Imperial Sword of the Xuan Realm, and the mighty momentum of the Celestial Realm.

"Is this the Tiangang Twelve Stars Great Array?"

Hu Kui's expression was excited, and he muttered softly.

"The rest of the people, stand in the formation and position them at will."

"But keep two things in mind."

"Led by the twelve true eyes, especially the generals of the main true eyes, carry out dependent operations to prevent the true eyes from being broken, and you can replace the true eyes in time to stabilize the battle formation."

"The second is to see the edge of the formation, don't leave the battle formation."

Wu Changqing couldn't help but nod with satisfaction when he saw that the formation was about to be formed.

emphasized.

The people present, except for Chen Zhibao, had a stunning look in his eyes.

The rest of the onlookers all looked at each other, and they couldn't see any ingenuity in the formation of a few people arranged at random.

"Qing'er...... That's it? ”

Xu Xiao couldn't understand it, but looking at Wu Changqing's satisfied expression, he also knew that this was the result of the combination of the talisman and the formation he was talking about.

"Just look at the results."

"Brother Chen, you are the boss, so I won't dominate the scene."

Wu Changqing looked at Chen Zhibao with a smile.

"Captain Hu Kui of the White Horse obeys the order!"

"Ben will order you to personally lead a hundred white horse scouts to solve the bait released by Beimang."

"Spy on the conspiracy of Beimang's movements, and bring everyone back alive for me."

Chen Zhibao nodded and took a step forward.

The strong figure, deliberately blessed by internal force, resounded throughout the school martial arts field.

Time.

Voices.

A hundred white horse scouts who were about to go to battle drew their knives and raised their knives as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Cheer in unison.

"Kill!"

With a hundred white horse crossbowmen led by Hu Kui, with a messy military formation that had never been seen before, they killed Hutou City.

Above the city walls.

Everyone was staring at the pair of white-horse scouts with their eyes fixed on them, waiting and seeing.

In the distance, on the yellow sandy wasteland.

A thin man in light armor, although the seat was on the horse, but he was sitting with a hanging child, looking at the sky boredly.

"My lord, Liu Mazi didn't come back."

At this time, people couldn't help but come to report.

The thin man snorted disapprovingly.

still chooses to ignore it and take care of himself in a daze.

Until he had a first-grade Vajra realm, he was the first to sense the earth trembling slightly.

Only then did he suddenly look at the Hutou City in the distance, and only one of the cities could be seen.

But the look of surprise in his eyes quickly faded.

"Tsk, this Chen Zhibao is gone, the leading generals in the city are really shrunken turtles."

"I've killed how many of their white-horse crossbowmen, and they still refuse to leave the city."

"Sent this hundred-year-old fish to feed us."

"It's boring."

The thin man's eyes were like eagles, and even at a distance of hundreds of dollars, he could see clearly the number of troops and the class of troops that rushed to kill.

He was the tenth person of the Beimang Demon who was beaten with a stick and fed a sweet date by the Beimang Imperial Court, and was half-forced and half-invited to implement the plan to invite the king into the urn, Xie Ling.

Ten miles behind him were on both sides, and there were 20,000 troops in ambush.

His task is to take advantage of Chen Zhibao's return to Qingliang Mountain because of Wu Su's death, constantly provoke Hutou City, seduce the generals of the current main city, and invite the king into the urn.

After inviting the other party's general to defend the city to die, he took advantage of the lack of a leader in the tiger-headed city.

Let the 20,000 troops of Beimang take the opportunity to capture Hutou City in one fell swoop.

It's just that he has already killed four or five hundred scouts on white horses here.

As a result, the other party still hasn't gotten his head yet, and he just sent a hundred white horse scouts.

It seems that he still wants to encircle and suppress them with the number of 100 horsemen.

"Tsk, since you look down on people so much."

"Then Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson."

"When the heads of a hundred white-horse scouts are used as urinals by the Beimang cavalry, in front of your Tiger Head City, pour a handful of hot urine, I don't believe it."

"You Tiger Head City can really swallow this breath."

Xie Ling laughed sadly between his words, and in the next second, he waved the reins vigorously.

The Beimang cavalry team, which was almost seventy percent of the masters of the rivers and lakes, also shouted and waved the reins, and killed the hundred white horse scouts with him.