The people who are fighting on the battlefield only think,

There was a sudden darkness between heaven and earth,

The rising sun was covered by a black dead air,

That Sen's cold will to die,

You can feel it from a distance.

Dead air pervades the body,

The reddish mist was also pressed down,

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The bodies of the surrounding barbarians instantly became stiff, and they couldn't hold the weapons in their hands and fell to the ground, and the sound of gold and stone colliding was endless.

This is like the death breath brought by the depths of the Nine Shadows,

Let the green grass on the ground turn yellow at a rate visible to the naked eye,

Finally turned into black powder and fell into the dirt,

The vultures in the sky hovered above Xu Xian's head,

The cold dead air made them feel very comfortable and screamed,

Owl Howling,

Like the ghost possessed by the unjust ghost who climbed up from the Yellow Spring,

A terrible cry resounded over the battlefield,

Make peace with this sword,

Tens of thousands of people in the entire northern battlefield watched,

The old priest's body trembled slightly, his cloudy eyes widened in disbelief, Huyanerdan's physique was the most aware of himself, countless cherished herbs and the blood of hundreds of priests had polished his physique for him, and he didn't know how much he had improved in the next ten years, but now when this sword came out, his heart was always beating inexplicably.

Zhang Yuanfu fell to the ground and was shocked, although he didn't understand the realm and didn't know how to practice, but the scene in front of him was still too terrifying, even if he had never heard of such a swordsmanship, and the vision between heaven and earth was only heard in legends.

"Your Highness, fuck it!"

Ma Youliang wiped the sweat on his face, looked up at the sky and laughed, he was not surprised that Xu Xian was so strong, because in his eyes, since Xu Xian was the son of His Majesty, he should be different from ordinary people, no matter what kind of things he did, it was reasonable.

"Taught!"

Yan Shisan shook away the god servant beside him, stared at the sword that was full of death intent, and bowed slightly in the direction of Xu Xian with the sword, this sword was already the second time he had seen it, and when he was surrounded by Xiakou Town, he felt that this sword had some inexplicable connection with him, but he had no clue when he thought about it.

Now watching Xu Xian make a move for the second time,

The sword intent of Sword Fifteen has clearly fallen into his mind,

The trail in the darkness is a little closer again,

After that, I thought it wouldn't be long before I could comprehend this sword.

In the field,

When the sword fifteen is about to fall,

On the contrary, Huyanerdan is in a clear state of mind,

I don't know if the peak physique of the second grade pure martial artist can block this sword, but the punch is out, and it can't be recovered anyway.

Even if it is death, death under this sword is considered to be an insult to oneself,

The most martial artist,

Never afraid of death,

But I'm still not reconciled,

I haven't drunk Ma Yangzhou, I haven't seen Dongwu Xingsheng, Sanwu Metropolis, Qiantang Yanliu Painting Bridge, Wind Curtain Green Curtain, 100,000 people's homes, what kind of scene is it, and in order to get out of the Golden Horde's court, I have to die in my own territory.

The sword fell

stabbed into Khuyanerdan's chest,

The peak physique of the second-grade pure martial artist did not let him die instantly, but the countless dead qi on the body of the stunning sword had been surging along the wound to Huyan Erdan's limbs.

"Bang ......"

The sound of Huyanerdan falling to the ground was not loud,

But it's not a big sound,

But it was like hitting everyone's hearts.

When the puffs of smoke and dust clear,

Faintly visible,

A man put his hands on the ground and coughed up blood in his mouth,

The silhouette of a figure was half-kneeling with a sword.

"Ho Ho ......"

Huyanerdan looked down at the wound on his chest and made a little noise, he was not dead, but there were countless dead qi flowing down the blood vessels to the limbs, and even the beating of the heart slowed down.

"King!"

The high priest could no longer care about anything else,

Countless black breaths poured out and wrapped the thin body,

When the black qi dissipated, the high priest had already appeared in front of Huyanerdan, his dry palm against his chest, and the cold breath made him tremble slightly.

Xu Xian on the side had already gotten up,

Sides

The nearest Guihai Yidao and Yan Shisan also stepped forward together, although they didn't know what the old barbarian priest was going to do, but it was always right to kill them early to prevent future troubles.

"Don't worry, you won't die. ”

"Bang!"

The scepter that symbolizes divine power touches the ground,

The black aura spread, and the ground around it began to rise and fall strangely, like a wave, and finally became soft, like quicksand in the desert, blocking everyone's opportunity to mend the knife.

The high priest looked up in the direction of the totem pole and bowed in the distance,

Finally, he cut a hole in his palm,

When the blood-dripping palm was attached to Huyanerdan's wound, countless dead qi surged along the opening on the high priest's palm, constantly pulling away from Huyanerdan's body, and finally all entered the high priest's body.

Everything is only in a blink of an eye,

"All for the tribe. ”

Huyanerdan slowly got up, and the last words of the high priest echoed in his ears.

When Huyanerdan looked at the corpse of the old priest and was still stunned,

The equinox knife on Xu Xian's waist has been held in his hand,

Three knives of the nasal passage,

The skill is successfully activated,

The first type of three knives in the nasal passage, infernal killing!

The radius is full of killing intent,

Cold, that's a chill that goes deep into the bone marrow,

This sword broke the barrier of the old priest before he died,

Without the slightest hesitation,

The second form, the six realms of reincarnation,

A sword is swung out, like a sword hell, terrifying,

Countless killing intent struck Huyanerdan,

As soon as he turned around, he flew upside down, and deep bone scars appeared on Huyanerdan's chest.

When the third formula comes out,

The equinox knife has been swung at Huyanerdan's neck,

Heads fly.

It's messed up,

The whole battlefield was in chaos in an instant,

The high priest is dead, and the barbarian king is dead,

The barbarians on the field already had the potential to rout, and at the moment when Huyanerdan's head landed, the outcome was actually doomed, and countless barbarians fell their weapons in horror and fled in all directions of the battlefield.

......

On the ruins of the Golden Horde,

Xu Xian picked a clean place and lay down, his whole body collapsed on the thick pile of tent cloth, his hands pillowed behind his head, and he looked at the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry who was harvesting the barbarian rout in the distance.

"Your Highness, take a saliva. ”

Ma Youliang lowered a water bladder from his waist and handed it to Xu Xian.

"Poof......

Indeed, there is some spicy throat in the mouth,

"Is this wine?"

"There is no alcohol in the Liangzhou army. ”

"Drink to win!"

Ma Youliang grinned and didn't explain.

"Drink to win!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Maochai wine is poured into the mouth, and there are pale green wine residues at the corners of the mouth.

With the strength of the wine, I looked far south.

"Go to the capital, I'm here!"

Xu Xian said softly, the hand holding the wine bag clenched slightly.

Morning light,

The falling morning sun gave Xu Xian's body a layer of light.