Liu Qingyang was waiting for his opponent's sword and axe to arrive, the darkest hour before dawn had passed, the sky was faintly glowing, and the snow that had drifted all night had stopped at some point.

He had heard many people say that people would remember many things in the moment before they died, and some old things that were so long ago that they had long forgotten would also flash in their minds.

If the dying man has any unfulfilled wishes, or if there is someone he wants to see, he will hold that breath and refuse to swallow until someone tells him that he knows what is on his mind or that the person he wants to see will close his eyes and swallow the last breath.

Liu Qingyang didn't think about anything at the moment of waiting for death, and he didn't have any unfulfilled wishes.

He just stood in the night wind and waited for death!

There was a thunderous sound of horses' hooves on the ridge line behind him, and all the experienced cavalry knew that there was a cavalry formation on the back of the ridge that was charging,

The people of the Zahu coalition army did not care about hacking to death Liu Qingyang, who had lost his combat power, and began to quickly adjust the military formation, preparing for the upcoming cavalry attack

When the first rays of the sun shone down from the clouds, the men of the cavalry battalion were already standing quietly on the slopes of Shansuo, and they did not immediately attack the army of the Zahu coalition, but waited until the sky was bright before they joined forces to launch a final charge against the enemy.

Wang Dachuan looked at Liu Qingyang, who was standing under the ramp and facing all the enemies, without saying a word.

The lonely figure seemed to inject infinite strength into his tired body.

Before you know it, the young man who charges in front and retreats in the back, always taking on the most dangerous tasks has become the soul of the cavalry battalion.

The people of the cavalry battalion can die in battle, but they cannot lose their souls, and the cavalry battalion without a soul will be a piece of scattered sand, a puppet, no longer the ghost that terrifies the enemy.

Wang Dachuan lightly clamped the horse's belly at his feet to urge the war horse to move slowly, and he moved, and the entire Xiaoqi camp moved.

When Wang Dachuan brandished his war knife and shouted loudly and rushed into the military formation of the Zahu Alliance, at that moment, the sun behind him was spreading all over the earth......

Hao Yunyang sat on the top of the big tree and faced the first rays of light revealed by the morning sun to breathe out and cultivate, this is his practice habit that he has insisted on for many years, and he likes to absorb the essence of the first rays of sunlight when the sun rises, because his cultivation method has a great relationship with the true fire of the sun.

Every day at sunrise, he absorbs the trace of true spiritual fire contained in the sunlight to refine the samadhi true fire in his body, making his cultivation deeper and his understanding of the Heavenly Dao one step closer.

There are no more snowflakes falling in the sky, but the weather seems to be more gloomy.

Autumn has passed the beginning of winter, and the wind on the Gobi Desert has taken on a chilling meaning.

Hao Yunyang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, which turned into a white mist and drifted in the air.

He and two fellow disciples of Fengming Mountain received the order of the lieutenant general seven days ago to come to this place called Tulonggou to pick up the Xiaocai battalion headquarters that were on safari and return to Canglongling.

Originally, there was no need to send cultivators like him to return to the camp to return to the camp.

He came because there was a big man of the Qingfeng Dynasty hidden in this army, and according to the information from the eyeliner in the Zahu Alliance, that big man had been targeted by the people of Kunlun Ding.

If that person was intercepted and killed by the people of Kunlun Ding, on the way home, it would cause an immeasurable blow to the Qingfeng Dynasty, so Nangong Yu, the commander of the Western Expeditionary Army, asked him to go to the Dragon Slaughter Ditch to bring the big man back safely.

Hao Yunyang has no interest in who the big man is, the so-called big man of the secular dynasty is nothing in his eyes, and the so-called general can invite him because he wants to meet the person from Kunlun Ding.

It is very rare for two people of equal strength to engage in an endless life-and-death struggle between cultivators, especially two cultivators who are both facing the mountain gate!

Kunlun Ding and Fengming Mountain are two behemoths in the cultivation realm, if the people of the two factions fight, they often win or lose, regardless of life and death.

Battlefield fighting is another matter, when the enemy meets us on the battlefield, it is the enemy and no longer the opponent, the opponent can win or lose, and the enemy only talks about life and death.

It is rare to meet the people of Kunlun Ding on the battlefield.

Hao Yunyang really wanted to try whether his sun was really powerful or the cold jade spirit of Kunlun Ding was better.

Now it depends on who the person from Kunlun is coming, and he hopes that the person who comes is a celestial phenomenon.

Kunlun Ding's Seven Dharma Protector True Celestial Phenomena ranked third, and he was the person who had the highest cultivation in the east this time, and he was also the person Hao Yunyang wanted to meet the most.

Hao Yunyang stood on the top of the tree and looked to the west, the wonders of the Western Regions were endless, and the world was vast.

The rich aura was beating around like an elf, and the west wind blew Hao Yunyang's clothes flying in the air, making his whole person like a god descending into the mortal world.

Time is passing, the sun is moving west, Hao Yunyang standing on the treetops seems to be touched in the meditation, and the next moment his figure disappears from the canopy......

Wang Dachuan tightened the cloth belt around his body and continued to gallop wildly, and he and his comrades had been galloping in the direction of Dragon Slaying Ridge since he and his comrades snatched their commander out of the encirclement of the Zahu coalition early this morning.

Liu Qingyang, who had lost his ability to move, was tightly tied to his back and never looked back, and the comrades of the Xiao Cavalry Battalion who followed him kept turning their horses' heads and launching a suicidal attack on the pursuers who followed closely behind, trying to delay their offensive and buy a little time for the remaining comrades to escape.

Their offensive quickly died away like waves falling into the tide.

Liu Qingyang lay on Wang Dachuan's back and watched one of his comrades turn around and die without a trace of expression on his face, he no longer had the energy to be sad or angry.

He had to use what little strength he had to stay awake and see the faces of every fellow who was dying, and he hoped that he would remember their faces for the rest of his life......

The dragon slaying ditch is already in sight, the ditch that symbolizes hope is a stone's throw away, and the horses can be reached at full speed in an instant, but unfortunately they have lost the best time to escape into the dragon slaying ditch.

The cavalry of the Zahu coalition army has surrounded the remaining hundred or so people of the Xiaocai battalion in the middle in the half-moon shape, leaving only an opening in front that has not been closed.

Once that opening is sealed, they will not be able to fly.

The cavalry of the cavalry battalion also knew that the last moment had come, and more than 100 cavalry instantly condensed into two arrows and rushed towards the enemy cavalry who were encircling with all their might.

The two cavalry rushed into battle with a loud bang like two fists striking a solid wall, and countless horses neighed and fell to the ground, mixed with a large amount of their master's flying flesh.

In a flash, two arrays of arrows disappeared into the dusty yellow sand.

Wang Dachuan took Liu Qingyang to rush out of the passage opened by more than 100 comrades with their lives, escaped from the encirclement and rushed to Tulonggou, and at this moment there were less than ten comrades by his side.