Chapter Forty-Nine: The Third Knife

"I've already said that I can't control the power of this sword, and if I use it, I will most likely kill you!"

At this moment, Lixuetang had changed his opinion of Qin Hong, originally he thought that Qin Hong was just a second ancestor who sat on the flag captain by his relationship, but the two knives were easily caught by Qin Hong, which made him understand that Qin Hong's status was completely exchanged for his own strength, so the tone of his voice was also a lot respectful.

Qin Hong knew that if he wanted to make these guys really convinced of himself, the only way to stop Lixuetang was to block the last resort, but this Lixuetang was also a man, although the first two were taken by Qin Hong, and the second knife was caught by Qin Hong with two fingers, but he was not annoyed and angry, and desperately used the third knife to wash away the shame, but was worried about killing Qin Hong by mistake, just by virtue of this, Qin Hong also appreciated this Lixuetang.

"Old general, you don't have to worry, you can't hurt me!" Qin Hong smiled faintly.

The old general's face sank, he was worried that he would kill Qin Hong by mistake, but he didn't expect Qin Hong to say that he couldn't hurt him at all, whether Qin Hong was arrogant or did have this strength, Lixue Tang was a little unbearable.

After pondering for a moment, Li Xuetang nodded, and stroked the golden beard under his chin with one hand, "Since Captain Qin is sure to block the old man's third knife, then the old man is not welcome!"

After saying this, Li Xuetang took a deep breath sharply, only to see that his abdominal cavity expanded sharply, and his entire armor seemed to be about to be squeezed through.

"Wow!"

Li Xuetang suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, all the blood was sprayed on the bent gold broadsword, and the bent gold big knife suddenly trembled, and there were bursts of piercing knife roars on it, and in the whistling sound, it seemed to be fused with the shouts of countless soldiers.

"Wow!"

Lixuetang's knife slashed out, and the entire space was distorted.

Qin Hong stood in place, and suddenly felt that the world had fallen into endless blood, and boundless blood qi was surging from all directions, like a boundless ocean, completely burying him in it.

"What a powerful artistic conception!" Qin Hong took a deep breath, his divine sense moved slightly, and he turned away the illusion, Qin Hong's divine consciousness had reached the realm of dividing into two, which was equivalent to having four wisps of divine consciousness, and Li Xuetang's sword intent naturally couldn't confuse him.

Qin Hong dragged out his hands, his face showed a trace of solemnity, this time Qin Hong did not hold it up like the previous two knives, because he felt that the strength of the third sword of Lixue Hall was far superior to the previous two knives.

"Boom!"

Lixuetang's curved gold broadsword slashed straight towards Qin Hong, and was caught between Qin Hong's palms.

"Buzz ......"

The big knife kept trembling, as if he was unwilling to be restrained like this, and Qin Hong's palm also continued to shake left and right with the trembling of the bent gold big knife, but the entire bent gold big knife could not break free from Qin Hong's palm.

"This knife is really extraordinary! It actually has nearly 20,000 catties of strength, if it is an ordinary peak Xuanzong, he will die directly under this knife, and even if he is a strong person who has just entered the realm of Xuanwang, I am afraid that he will not be able to directly block this knife!" Qin Hong secretly said in his heart, and he also admired the old general's methods.

And Li Xuetang was even more shocked in his heart, he knew very well the power of this knife, and it was not Xuanzong who could follow it at all, but today this knife was followed by a Xuanzong, and it seemed that the cultivation realm of this Xuanzong was not high.

Because Qin Hong's Xuan power has been transformed into the internal strength of a martial artist, his cultivation will give people a kind of chaos, and now Qin Hong's cultivation is equivalent to about the Sanpin Xuanzong.

"Could it be that he is hiding his strength, he is a Xuan King?" Li Xuetang looked at Qin Hong in disbelief, and he quickly overturned this idea.

Because Qin Hong is so young, it is really impossible for such a young Xuan Wang to ......

Qin Hong let go of his hands, the bent gold broadsword in the old general's hand suddenly lost the power of blessing, his arm sank, and he grabbed it firmly in his hand when he shook it down.

"General Qin, the old man is served!"

Li Xuetang knelt on one knee and arched towards Qin Hong.

"Eh, old general, please, you must not do this. Although your strength is slightly inferior to mine, you have been in the military camp for decades, and you have killed countless enemies, and you have rich experience in marching, so I should learn more from you!" Qin Hong saw that Lixuetang had already relented, and he also knew that he would stop it, so he complimented him by the way.

Qin Hong's words were obviously very useful, and Li Xuetang laughed, and the more pleasing he looked at Qin Hong.

"Sure enough, he is a hero from a young man, General Qin is young, he has such strength, I Li Xuetang is willing to lead the Tiger Killing Army to follow General Qin, and saddle up the horse for General Qin, and I will not give up!" Li Xuetang's back straightened, but soon his face turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and his legs and feet trembled a little.

Qin Hong could see at a glance that Lixuetang was overdrawn and the sequelae of the third knife, the third knife just now, with the strength of Lixuetang, could not be used, not only his strength, but also the artistic conception of that knife, Lixuetang could not reach that level, but he took a strong breath before, and held out a mouthful of essence blood, with this mouthful of essence and blood, the artistic conception and strength were raised, and then the terrifying knife was cast, and now the sequelae are revealed.

"All the captains sit in the big tent of the barracks, all the captains, please go back to the camp first! The matter of the march will be distributed to you by all of you......" Qin Hong said.

Subsequently, all the lieutenants retired, and dozens of them discussed in the barracks tent for a long time, and finally worked out a set of plans for attacking the enemy.

On the second day, the snowflakes in the sky were even bigger.

The three armies, with a total of 520,000 troops, marched in the snow-covered Bloody Yang Desert, like a black river pouring into a world of silver.

When they reached the vicinity of their destination, Xingmo Daying, they suddenly separated in an orderly manner, which was also the previous military deployment.

The army of 520,000 is divided into three roads, from three directions in a fan-shaped way, lurking outside the Xingmo camp, the Xingmo camp is the nest of robbers, this land does not belong to the Lantang Kingdom, nor does it belong to the Mongolian country, but a place where the two countries meet, wars are frequent all year round, robbers breed and grow here, but it is unique.

According to intelligence analysis, the number of robbers in the desert camp is more than 30,000, and it is equipped with armor and knives and arrows, occupying the advantage of the terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

And according to past experience, every time the army of Youzhou wants to enter the Xingmo camp, there will be a large army of the Mongolian State coming, which is also what Qin Hong fears the most.

If there is no Mongolian army, tens of thousands of robbers, even if it is an iron bucket array, Qin Hong is confident that he will force it out of a hole, but if the Mongolian army stabs in the back, it will be difficult to do.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the entire canopy was completely obscured......

"Kill!"

A loud roar came, followed by a howling sound like a tide, and the army rushed towards the camp of Xingmo.