The Master led the way into the door to practice in person.

Taiyi Zhenren was a little envious, but he was not jealous, and he admired this tenth junior brother who was supposed to be the third senior brother.

The scene that happened in Zizhi Cliff back then must not be forgotten by all the senior brothers and brothers.

Perhaps from that moment, it was destined for his achievements today.

Taiyi Zhenren turned his head to look at the two little guys, with more relief in his eyes, did the master also look at the senior brother of Yuding like this back then, and pressed him, why not with his intentions.

Taiyi Zhenren looked back at his junior brother who was one heaven after another higher than him.

The clouds are as thick as a mountain, and the waist of the junior brother is straight, like a pine on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

The thunder fell as thick as a pillar of heaven, the Taoist split with a sword, the thunder and lightning added to the body, and the Taoist went in and out of the Taoist, and the Taoist did not say a word, and suffered silently.

The Pillar of Thunder, the Sword of Thunder, the Whip of Thunder, only for the Taoist, the thunder is like a prison, and the thunder is judged!

The Taoist has one sword for one person, out of the sword, out of the sword, out of the sword, and then out of the sword!

never bowed his head, never roared, silently sword!

Such as practicing swords in the sea of thunder, wielding freely.

The eyes of the two young men were amazingly bright, and in their eyes, the sword in the hands of the Taoist was brighter, more dazzling, and more dazzling than thunder and lightning......

That's how kendo should be!

Sword Immortals should be like this!

Under the nine days, the wind and waves were calm, and no one knew that someone was on top.

The city is broken, completely broken.

How can a 60,000 tired army be worth a 170,000 tiger and wolf army?

20,000 were killed in the battle, and half of the city was lost.

Jiang Ziya captured half of the city with 8,000 dead, attacked 30,000, broke 8,000, killed 20,000 enemies, Jiang Ziya rode a green horse into the Bishui Pass openly, unlike the last time he left, this time he took 16 soldiers and horses to break through the city gate.

The ruined gates lay on the ground, trampled by thousands of horses.

"Han Rong, the old man will give you another chance, come down. ”

Jiang Ziya's voice was still very peaceful, and there was no domineering at all.

Han Rong said in a hoarse voice: "I said it, I'm afraid of the national teacher." ”

Fighting spirit, it is still difficult to hide the tiredness.

Not only him, but also the soldiers before and behind him were like this, exhausted.

Jiang Ziya rolled his eyes and sighed: "Forty thousand tired divisions, what do you want to fight?"

The corners of Han Rong's mouth squirmed for a long time, and he said, "I'm waiting for the 100,000 troops allocated to me by the imperial court. ”

Jiang Ziya said lightly: "It's 40,000, but you can't wait." ”

"How do you ......"

"How does the old man know? If I don't know anything, how can I come to attack the city?"

Han Rong's mouth was full of bitterness, not that he Han Rong didn't care, but that he Han Rong was not as good as others.

"Han Sheng, Han Change!"

"Father!"

The two young generals turned their heads.

Han Rong's eyes were hot, and his lips trembled slightly: "Call father." ”

"Father. ”

"Father?"

"Live well!"

Han Rong raised his hand: "Retreat!"

"Father!"

"Bang!

The two were knocked unconscious by the two generals.

The army withdrew like a tide outside the gate.

"You should have run away. Jiang Zi said.

Han Rong clenched his spear and said with a hoarse smile: "The general who guards the pass, the general who guards the city, how can he escape? I can't escape, I don't dare to escape, I, Han Rong, guard the first gate for Yin Shang, I have no talent and no virtue, the only loyal can still be used, the general soldier of the first pass, I have to make a good example for the people behind." ”

Han Rong turned around, the 10,000 old soldiers behind him did not retreat, Han Rong smiled: "Old brothers, finally fight for our Bishui Pass!"

The old faces pulled the corners of their mouths, smiled and nodded, for our water, one word, enough!

They are old here, and they are willing to die here to fight for their Bishui Pass!

"Kill!"

Han Rong took the lead.

"Kill!"

Ten thousand old pawns followed.

Behind him, the gate was dropped.

Countless young generals and soldiers who had withdrawn from the gate looked back and wept bitterly when they saw this scene.

The gate hit the ground heavily, shaking up thousands of dust, cutting off the line between yin and yang.