Dare to single-handedly take on the six sword immortals.

Even Zhao Changge, who had already entered the realm of heaven and man, had to put some thought into the face of the combined siege of the six people.

However, this old man, who was already over a hundred years old, was not afraid and directly attacked the six swords of the Sword Pavilion.

This scene, more or less, is somewhat funny.

However, something is not quite right.

I saw the expressions of the six people, and when they looked at Ling Huxuan, they gradually became solemn.

Around Ling Huxuan's body, there were clusters of black qi surrounding and rising, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and in the center of the eight pillars of light condensed by the power of the Eight Array Diagrams, there was a subtle and imperceptible black qi that dripped on his forehead like rain.

This drop of black gas quickly drew a bloody mark on his forehead.

The blood stains gradually expanded, and a bloody eye appeared.

Such a strange scene, the six people of the Sword Pavilion had seen it for the first time.

However, although his expression was very solemn and he attached great importance to what he did, it did not mean that they were afraid of him.

You must know that all the people in the Sword Pavilion have been dealing with the existence of the Northern Plains all these years.

Even the bigwig-level figures of that mysterious organization have been killed.

Facing Ling Huxuan, they felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

However, he couldn't just watch Ling Hu Xuan gather momentum.

At this moment of abnormal protrusion, as soon as the sword moved, it swung the sword and slashed directly at Ling Huxuan.

But the black qi that had been hovering around him knocked the sword back.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Jian Yi said in a deep voice to his brothers: "Gather in formation." ”

The five sword immortals nodded at the same time, and then stood in a row, converging all the strength of their bodies on the sword that bore the brunt of the attack.

In an instant, the sword qi raged all around.

Even that black qi, when it touched the sword qi derived from the concerted efforts of everyone in the Sword Pavilion, it was a little unsightly.

As soon as the sword was raised, the sword finger lightly slashed across the sword body and was gently thrown into the sky.

And I saw this long sword, which quickly expanded.

Wrapped in the vast and heavy internal force, a monstrous giant sword was gradually formed.

Ling Huxuan, who opened his eyes of heaven, naturally noticed this scene, and his expression instantly became solemn, and the endless black qi around his body began to gather in his heavenly eyes.

In an instant, from the eye of the sky, a black light burst out, attacking the giant sword condensed by everyone in the Sword Pavilion.

'Boom!'

The two slammed into each other with an earth-shattering bang.

Dust was rising.

In an instant, the turbidity is clear.

The dust fell again.

At this time, the sword in Jian's hand had already hit the heart and chest of Ling Huxuan, who was covered in blood, and with just a slight force, it would inevitably pierce his heart.

Ling Hu Xuan's face was incredulous.

Even if you can destroy the Ghost Gate Formation, how can you have the strength to resist the power of the Heavenly Eye?"

He used all his strength to barely open the eye of heaven once.

I want to wipe out this group of six.

But unexpectedly, things backfired.

Jian Yi: "You are too underestimated to wait for me." ”

The blood-stained Ling Huxuan smiled bitterly, "Can you tell me, your names?"

Jian Yi said indifferently: "The six swords of the Sword Pavilion, haven't you heard of it?"

Ling Hu Xuan was stunned, and after a while, when the army of the Wei State came here, he said to himself: "No wonder, it turned out that the Sword Pavilion had six swords and six fights, bullying me, an old man, is this good? This is not good! You young people, you really don't talk about martial virtues." ”

In the end, Ling Huxuan died of anger because he couldn't stand the backlash of Tianyan.

If he stayed at a young age, his blood was vigorous, and perhaps, Ling Huxuan would not have to die.

But he still couldn't escape the sword in his hand.

Dare to use his own strength to resist the combined attack of the six swords of the Sword Pavilion, in just a few years, there is only Ling Huxuan alone.

Pretty good.

Live to a green old age.

This spirit of not admitting defeat is worth emulating.

After the Ghost Gate Array was broken, immediately after, Zhao Yun led an army of 300,000 to directly pass through the Ghost Gate Array to help the Eighth Array recover the 200,000 enemy troops in the formation, and then began to attack the city.

The Tang Emperor was frightened by the movement of the Northern Wei army attacking the city.

He hurriedly inquired about the situation.

In the end, I learned that Ling Huxuan had been killed in battle.

After learning the news, Li Qingcang was a little overwhelmed.

Datang's Great Array of Protecting the Country was actually broken?

It's unbelievable.

Obviously, at the beginning, the situation was still very good, why did it lose in a blink of an eye?

On the first day, the Wei army attacked the city, and the Tang army survived.

However, if this continues, the Tang army cannot be the opponent of the Wei army at all, and the border city will be broken sooner or later.

Deng Qi hugged his fists to the Tang Emperor and said: "Your Majesty, please leave the 200,000 troops of the last general, and the rest of the troops, Your Majesty will take them away, right? ”

At this moment, Li Qingcang lost confidence a little, and he said worriedly: "You were brought up by me, you tell me the truth, we Datang, is there a chance?"

Deng Qi took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Yes! As long as Your Majesty can regroup, gather all the resources of the south, and recruit troops at all costs, there will definitely be a chance." ”

"You come with me. Li Qingcang said.

At this time, he no longer knew who to trust.

Kowloon will?

Dying, they can't be the hope of the Tang Kingdom.

Deng Qi shook his head, "Your Majesty, the last general can't go." At present, among the generals of my Tang Dynasty, only the last general can rely on 200,000 troops to hold the border city for a period of time. ”

Li Qingcang said: "If you die in battle, who should I rely on if the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military?"

Deng Qi bowed his head and said: "If the last general dies here, Your Majesty should take every step of the way, and drag the enemy army to the death with the depth of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Li Qingcang was stunned.

He heard the meaning.

It seems to be saying that the Manchu Dynasty has no real capable people to rely on to dominate a country's military aircraft.

At present, in the entire Tang Dynasty, except for Deng Qi and Jiulong General, who are the most proficient in marching and fighting, there are no handsome talents.

The generational break is very serious.

The lack of talents to carry forward the past and forge ahead is the main reason for the declining national strength of Datang.

Moreover, there is one thing that the Tang Emperor has not yet known.

A team of masters he sent in Tai'an City before wanted to take the Northern Plains to find the ancestor of Tang Wuzong.

But as soon as he arrived in the Northern Plains, he was killed by the Jianghu people of Great Wei.

This fact is a coincidence, the Tang Dynasty Master Xuan Lingzi accidentally noticed a group of troops dressed in armor, and after some temptation, he learned their true purpose, so he naturally wanted to kill the killer.

Ling Huxuan's death had a great impact on Li Qingcang, and it is estimated that every three years and five years, it will not be able to slow down.

However, how could Wei Jun give him three and five years to recuperate?

The main embarrassing situation that Tang Jun is facing now is that there is no successor.

That night, the emperor of Tang led an army of 500,000 and retreated from the border city.

Only 200,000 troops of Deng Qi were left.

And most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

This night, Deng Qi stood on the border city and remembered the words of Zhao Hao's old military god at the moment when he was dying,

'A general dies in a hundred battles, and a strong man returns in ten years. ’

Perhaps the horse leather shroud, who died on the battlefield, is the ultimate belonging of the soldiers.

The mountains and rivers are about to be broken, and Deng Qi wants to save the sky, but he has no heart, but he has no strength.

Wei State, there are really too many talents.

(End of chapter)