The four camps all have smoke and dust rising into the sky, from the Changle city wall, the scene is very spectacular, the king of Qin did not come, it was Xun Yong, the general of Huwei, who came under his command, this person has both humanities and martial arts, superhuman ability and ability, and is the general who was pulled up by the king of Qin.

Xun Yong held his cheeks and looked at the flashing sword qi in the battlefields everywhere, these swordsmen from Langya were so powerful! They dared to attack the four families at the same time, and they all made a lot of noise, and if they attacked Changle City in the future, they had to prepare in advance.

The 200,000 soldiers stationed in Changle City were all the meat of King Qin's painstaking management, and they were handed over to Xun Yong to manage, which shows King Qin's trust in him, which made Xun Yong repeatedly warn himself to be careful.

More than 100 scouts are sent out every day, spying on intelligence day and night, and there are spies from all over the place who are bought, and news comes from time to time, which makes him have the most comprehensive information in his hands, in order to prevent the Yongqing cavalry from rushing into battle, a trap has long been dug outside Changle City, and bamboo spears and bee stings are arranged inside, and a thin layer of sand is spread on it.

The prefect of Changle City paced back and forth in the mansion, and couldn't sit still, so he also came to the city to see the situation, and happened to meet the general soldier Li Qing at the foot of the city wall.

"Lord Song is not in the inner house, what are you doing here? "Since the accident in Changle City last time, Li Qing has had a big fight with Song Shuya, if he hadn't stopped him, Xu Yin would not have died so miserably.

The person Song Shuya didn't want to see the most was him, but he happened to meet him here, and he couldn't help but answer: "I am concerned about the war, and I have no intention of sitting in the inner house, and I won't lose my life if I come up to take a look." ”

As he spoke, he moved to the city wall, and as soon as he showed his head, something floated over, Song Shuya subconsciously shrank his head, and the black gauze hat was split into two halves and slipped off the top of his head, so shocked that Song Shuya's legs trembled, and he almost fell down the stairs.

"Enemy attack! An enemy is attacking the city! Come and protect me!" Song Shuzai panicked and shouted loudly.

The guards around him hurriedly climbed the city wall, looked around vigilantly, and found that there was no shadow of the enemy army, Li Qing laughed, and climbed the city wall one step ahead of him, "Lord Song is so bold and dares to come, Li admires and admires!"

The sword aura of Langya's swordsmen, even if it is the slightest close, can affect the city wall, and it has to be amazed what kind of freaks Langya has cultivated.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners, according to the realm of true qi to divide the level of high and low, although there are some examples of being able to defeat the strong with the weak or even take their lives, but that is also a very small number of people can do it.

And in the face of Langya's swordsmen, it can not be said by common sense, every three years Langya Jianshan will open a selection quota, people from all over the world, regardless of age, will come here to try, if you are selected into Langya, it will be a great honor, in the rivers and lakes even far beyond the Iron Dynasty, the knights are proud of being close to Langya Jianshan.

The four words of the famous and decent family are almost engraved on the rocks of Sword Mountain, the holy land of sword cultivation, the behemoth that has been inherited for more than a thousand years, the Kyushu sect does not dare to provoke Langya, every swordsman has the ability to cross the level and kill, and the sword learned from Langya is much sharper than elsewhere.

Even the prince worships the mountain gate, he came step by step according to the rules of Langya, here he is not the prince of the Iron Dynasty, but an ordinary person who participated in the selection.

Now handed over to the eight swordsmen of the prince, plus five thousand swordsmen, it is enough to see Langya's determination, the four camps were impacted by enemies dozens of times less than themselves, and they became a pot of porridge, which shows Langya's strength.

Xun Yong moved two steps to the side, so that Song Shuya and the others could stand at the battlement, and they could see the situation outside the city.

"It's dangerous here, it's better for Governor Song to go back quickly, lest the sword be blinded and kill your life. "Xun Yong This is a good word, if there is another sword qi at this time, he will still not be able to dodge.

Song Shuya was still laughing at him, so he said with some resentment: "I'm also the prefect of Changle City, don't I even have the right to investigate the enemy's situation?"

"That's not what it means, you see it's here again!" Xun Yong stretched out his hand to block in front of Song Shuya, and his palm smashed the flying sword qi hard.

The cold wind swept Song Shuya's side again, and this time when he was mentally prepared, his complexion changed, and he did not show timidity.

"Let's get down to business first, Langya swordsman made a move, indicating that the prince is not far away, and if he dares to enter the imperial city head-on, he is not afraid that King Qin will destroy him?"

Although the crown prince and King Qin are relatives of the same clan, but what about the father and son now, the overthrow of the dynasty is just a thought, and the King of Qin will not take into account this family affection.

"With these swordsmen, who will kill whom, the Song Governor won't think that these hundreds of thousands of troops can stop them, right?" Xun Yong pointed in the direction of the big camp in Yanliang Prefecture.

In the Yanliang Prefecture camp where the swordsmen were the first to act, there were no less than a thousand corpses stacked on the ground, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and the yellow earth was stained red with blood.

Jin Xifeng is on the left, Gu Nanli is on the right, dividing the swordsmen into two, strangled the enemy in a roundabout way, these swords are of high quality, and truly interpret the four words of sharpening iron like clay.

The thick armor worn by the soldiers was as if they were nothing in front of the swordsmen, and they were easily cut by the blade, and they could not play a defensive role.

The shadow was injured, but the wind was also bleeding from his right arm, this trick was something he didn't expect, the shadow can also hurt people!

Guan Sixi laughed: "Rats, do you know how powerful I am!" One person and one shadow attacked, but Feng Yan raised his sword to block the blade, but his shadow could not move, and was beheaded by a sword.

The shadow lost its head and fell to the ground, but Feng Yan still wanted to say something, but his tongue did not obey and could not speak.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Zhang Yi exclaimed when he saw this, he was entangled by Xie Dongting, unable to take care of the safety of the people around him, and lost his life while watching the wind disaster.

"Dare to kill my disciple of the Heavenly King Dao, I want you to pay for your life!" Zhang Yi was able to stay in the Heavenly King Dao for so long, it was by no means incapable, he broke the long stick and turned it into two short sticks, blocking all the hidden weapons thrown by him, and the double stick came towards Xie Dongting's chest.

Xie Dongting's speed can be called the best among his peers, and he immediately dodged back, making Zhang Yi pounce.

Before he could take a breath, he saw Zhang Yi bow his head downward, and two arms reached over, just grabbing his shoulders.

"How do you have four arms!" Xie Dongting exclaimed, and the two short sticks went straight into his chest, piercing Xie Dongting through his heart.

Four hands grabbed Xie Dongting and pulled him around, tearing his whole person into several pieces, and the internal organs and blood rushed to his face, dyeing Zhang Yi into a bloody man.

"And you sinister villain, pay for your life!" Zhang Yi didn't pick up the stick, he walked empty-handed, and the two arms that grew out of the shoulder blades behind his back were thicker than the original two, and when Guan Sixi swung his sword and slashed, he was caught by the four arms and two sword blades.

Guan Sixi was shocked, and the shadow under him turned into a cloud of black gas, covering Zhang Yi's shadow, but it didn't affect for long before it was torn apart by Zhang Yi.

Taking advantage of the momentary cover, Guan Sixi's sword slashed at Zhang Yi's abdomen, and when there was a crisp metal collision, Guan Sixi's face changed color, Zhang Yi's body blocked the blade, but his clothes were swept by the sword qi.

Zhang Yi rolled his abdominal muscles and clamped the blade of the sword, so that Guan Sixi could not pull it out, and took this opportunity to grab all four arms together, wanting to repeat the old trick.

But something unexpected happened again, the shadow flew into the air, fell into Guan Sixi's hands, and turned into a long sword again.

And Guan Sixi's whole person shrank down, and he fell into the ground and disappeared, Zhang Yi threw himself into the air, and felt a chill in his back, and the shadow sword slashed at his neck from behind.

Although it was a spark splashing around, it didn't hurt himself, but it was not easy to be in a vulnerable place like this, Zhang Yi turned his head angrily and wanted to grab the shadow sword, but how could the shadow catch it with his hands, spread out from the cracks between his fingers, and fell into Zhang Yi's own reflection.

"If you have the ability to come out and fight in a dignified manner! Don't hide in Tibet, what kind of man is it!" No matter how people make a move, they can't do anything about their own shadow, and Zhang Yi is the same, he can't use all his strength, and he watched Guan Sixi shoot out of his shadow.

Guan Sixi ignored him, since his body is so able to resist, let's see how many times he can resist, the shadow sword kept slashing at Zhang Yi's body, listening to the movement as if he was hitting an iron block.

Some of the surrounding soldiers saw that the senior brother was in distress and wanted to come to the rescue, while the other swordsmen blocked the way and surrounded Zhang Yi in the middle.

After a long time, Zhang Yi will undoubtedly be defeated, and his four arms can only frantically hammer the shadow on the ground, trying to hurt the other party through the shadow.

"Take this opportunity, you should leave your last words, so as not to be passed on by future generations to say that I took advantage. Guan Sixi saw that Zhang Yi's physical strength was rapidly depleting, and the Shadow Sword could already leave traces on him, and it wouldn't be long before he could kill him.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability!" Zhang Yi was very calm in his heart, and suddenly his four arms slammed the ground, and his body flew out of the crowd like a stray arrow, and he plunged into the reservoir in the barracks.

In plain warfare, a kind of cistern similar to a large wooden barrel is often used to store water, and Zhang Yi just had an idea to think of this plan.

When a person falls into the water, the shadow has no roots to rely on, Guan Sixi can't breathe in the water, and is immediately forced to show his original form.

"Catch you kid, see where you run!" The four arms grabbed Guan Sixi, who wanted to surface, and firmly captured him back.

With his bare hands underwater, Guan Sixi's ability was nowhere to be displayed, and he was pressed by Zhang Yi to the bottom of the reservoir, with bubbles in his mouth, whimpering and not knowing what to say.

A large amount of clear water flowed into the internal organs, and Guan Sixi's strength to struggle gradually weakened, and finally his hands were loosened, and he was drowned alive in the pool water.

Zhang Yi carried Guan Sixi's corpse, grabbed the pool wall and surfaced, and as soon as he lifted the corpse high, a bright thin line crossed his neck, and the blood instantly stained the entire reservoir!