"General Tuoba!"

Fu Li's army wailed, Liyuan's face turned blue and red for a while, and he shouted: "It's a strategy to lure the enemy to besiege and kill, you seem to be very heroic when you do this, don't you?"

Fan Yao's eyes showed disdain, and he didn't speak, taking advantage of the instability of Fu leaving the army, he staggered forward again and again to kill.

Under the Great Banner, the general holding the order flag had tears in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Beat the drums! Let me wait to see off General Tuoba." ”

When the drums of war were beating, the general waved the flag like a dragon and a snake.

The soldiers saw it clearly, roared in unison, put away their grief, lined up in an orderly manner, and sacrificed their lives to the Dajing monks one after another.

For a while, there were shouts of killing on the battlefield, and the army was black and boundless, rushing towards the dozens of Dajing monks in the middle.

Li Yuan floated in the air and was silent for a long time, watching the Fuli army and the Dajing monks on the ground sacrifice their lives to strangle each other. Banner hunting, war drums thundering, blood all over the ground, gradually stained the whole land.

Gradually, Liyuan's dull and lifeless face gradually regained a trace of brilliance, his eyes shone and looked at Fan Yao, and said with a smile: "I am not as good as you a lot, and I will ask Brother Fan for more advice in the future." ”

Fan Yao looked at Liyuan when he heard this, his eyes were solemn, but he accelerated towards the south gate of the town and fought hard.

Li Yuan held the Shocking Cloud Sword and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, please do your best to cooperate with my Fuli army to strangle these Dajing monks, there is no mistake. ”

After finishing speaking, he raised the Shocking Cloud Sword and pointed at Fan Yao from afar, the sword aura was incomparable, with a decisive look on his face, and he swept from the sky with the shocking sword qi in his body.

Fan Yao sighed, just because of this, Liyuan's state of mind has improved again, which is really unexpected. For the current Dajing monks, it is a curse rather than a blessing.

Looking at the south gate of the town, which is less than a hundred feet, I couldn't help but think of the act of fighting for my life every day in Wuchuan Mountain, smiled freely, and said: "Senior brothers, junior sisters, the remaining road depends on yourself." ”

After speaking, his body rose to the sky, and pointed out the sword intent towards the sword that was slashed by Liyuan, and his body fought with Liyuan in mid-air.

"Senior Sister Li, can the two of us follow Senior Brother Fan's example?" After watching Fan Yao fight with Liyuan in the air, Zhang Qian said to Li Sitong with a light smile.

When Li Sitong heard this, the figure of Qian Qian in the moonlight dress had already advanced a few steps, and the flying sword flickered, bringing a dazzling white light through the bodies of several Fuli infantrymen, single-mindedly and dually, and his fist smashed into those Fuli monks who came from the mixture like a wild grass.

Zhang Qian smiled slightly, and immediately flew her skirt and volleyed towards the Fuli Chinese army in front of her. I don't mind being the target of the crossbowmen in the deep rear of the army.

Whenever the crossbowmen saw the banner waved, they would shoot their bows at the same time. In the vast rain of arrows, I saw Zhang Qian wearing a blue dress fluttering, shuttling freely in the crowd, flying lightly, and looking good.

Each time the body whirls and moves, he or she shoots several arrows with his fist, or he wraps his sleeve around six or seven arrows, and as the body rotates, it immediately returns with the color of the arrows.

In the face of a crowded army, there is no need to deliberately care about the accuracy, under the arrows that are faster than when they came, no less than hundreds of Fuli crossbowmen have been disemboweled, or pierced through the head.

As for the Fuli soldiers who were affected by the fish pond, there were hundreds of people.

Zhang Qian, who is usually inconspicuous, shines after facing the army of Shangfu. The killing was decisive in the rise and fall of the body, and the ruthlessness of the methods made some Fuli monks feel chilled when they looked at it.

Li Sitong was exquisite, and he was greatly inspired by Zhang Qian's way of facing the enemy. He no longer imitated Fan Yao's hard-hitting move, but jumped into the army of Fuli, using his erratic method, coupled with the last resort of Fuli's soldiers, to kill him.

Li Sitong, as a woman, is very good at cultivating qi, but it is particularly long.

Every time he landed, he either raised his body, stepped on several arrows one after another, tossed and turned, as if walking on the ground, or fell slightly, and the dragonfly fell on the top of the head of the foot soldier, and the foot stepped on, like a naughty child who stepped on a rotten orange, and easily stepped on the head of the foot pawn.

A foot soldier who left the phalanx, when he saw the woman in the moonlight dress flying towards him, could only close his eyes and slash indiscriminately, and in his heart he had no luxury of hoping to cut the ghost-like woman.

The next moment, he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried to use his strength, that knife could not cut any more.

Around this pawn, those soldiers who were away from the army were like a flood beast, and they quickly dodged away, leaving only this poor man who was a little dazed.

When he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find that on the tip of his sword, there was a woman in a moonlight robe, whose embroidered shoes were on the tip of the sword, not moving, looking down at him.

Li Sitong swiped lightly at her feet, and the handle of the war knife instantly stabbed into the master's chest, coming out of her body, and she took advantage of the situation to lean back, and she was able to dodge several arrows shot at her face.

Li Sitong, who was originally head-to-ground, waved his sleeves before falling to the ground, and his feet fell to the ground, and before he stepped on a little dust, he rushed forward, raised his hand to reveal a white arm like a lotus root from the sleeve, and pressed a palm on the forehead of a Fuli armor soldier, who flew out more than ten steps upside down like a broken kite, and the three foot soldiers behind him were smashed in the chest by the huge momentum, and they also died on the spot.

Under the desperate struggle of the two daughters, the steps of the Dajing monk approached the south gate of the town for dozens of zhang.

Just when the two of them were about to run out of energy, they saw several figures rising in the phalanx of the Fuli army, these people were either magic weapons or bare-handed, but they were all extremely fast and intended to wipe out these two women here.

But the two girls had already taken precautions, and the remnants of the aura were running around their bodies, their bodies were staggered together, they exhaled back to back, and each used a move created by Fan Yao to swallow mountains and rivers, taking offense as defense, and exchanging a move with the oncoming Fuli monk.

The fist was monstrous, and the anger was great, except for one or two Yuanying monks, the rest of the Fuli monks who wanted to pick up the cheap Jindan monks were all turned into rolling gourds, and smashed dozens of Fuli soldiers.

"Brother!"

"Senior Brother Gu!"

The two girls shouted in unison.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

"I thought you two were going to kill the enemy. ”

Gu Guanyu and Li Simiao had already been prepared, and when they saw the two daughters' figures gathered, they flew forward, intending to respond.

The four figures overlapped and scattered, and the soldiers who were separated only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the two fairy-like women turned into two handsome young men.

Gu Guanyu's long knife fell, splitting a Fu Captain who couldn't stop his body, and said with a laugh: "Senior Brother Li, the two of us must not let the two junior sisters compare, in that case, it will be a shame to lose people." ”

Li Simiao's flying sword wrapped around a close Fuli monk, opened his fist fight, looked at the gate of the town less than 100 zhang and said, "This road is less than 100 zhang, just leave it to our brothers." After speaking, he and Gu Guanyu coordinated with each other and stepped forward to kill.

In the sky above the battle between the Dajing monks and the Fuli army, Fan Yao and Liyuan were fighting.

These two people were different from the previous battles, only to see Li Yuan holding the Shocking Cloud Sword in his hand, and the shocking sword light that swayed was like a snow-white waterfall falling from the sky.

Direct and simple, the magic power is hidden but not released, and what is important is a condensed to the end. It doesn't look like the previous dazzle, but if you want to know how powerful this move is, you can only feel it in person.

At this time, Liyuan was gone, the initial indecision, after stepping through the heart barrier, he was decisive when he fought fiercely with Fan Yao, and he did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries.

Fan Yao is a martial artist and understands the subtlety of artistic conception, which has long been the case in his moves. At this time, seeing that Liyuan also stepped into this way, although he still didn't understand the wonder of artistic conception, but he had already embarked on the road of simplifying the complex, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he was also calm when he thought about it, only in this way could he be worthy of his Tianjiao qualifications.

The two of them exchanged swords and fists, and only in a split second, they often passed by a few moves. Some moves are not used when they are about to be used, and when they see that there are clues leaking outside the qi machine, they abandon them, so that there are dozens of moves in an instant.

Fighting in the air is very unfavorable to Fan Yao. Without the influx of the power of the Five Elements Earth, Fan Yao's injuries recurred. But he could only grit his teeth and bear all this, just because he couldn't be as careless as Liyuan.

The cultivation of the two of them was obviously a lot higher than that of the outstanding monks, if the two of them fought with all their strength unscrupulously, the leaked sword qi would be able to strangle a large number of monks and armies on both sides without distinguishing between the enemy and us.

So his face became more and more red, and his hands were not slow, and the sword intent of the dragon was urged to the extreme, and with a profound artistic conception, he turned into an electric dragon surrounded by thunder and light, and tried his best to stop the abyss's stunning cloud sword.

After a long battle, both of them also had their senses outstretched, observing the situation below while probing the enemy.

Seeing that the Dajing monk was getting closer and closer to the south gate, Fan Yao couldn't help but look relieved, but Li Yuan sneered and said: "It's just that you die early and die late, and the behavior of the trapped beast is ridiculous." ”

However, after a turn of thought, Li Yuan gave an order in a deep voice and said: "Fuli monk is in front, and the army is behind, desperately stop the Dajing monk." Fight for it and succeed!"

Those monks who were hidden in the Fuli army had different expressions after hearing this, some did not hesitate to rush up all over the body, while others showed dissatisfaction, but they had no choice but to follow the monks who rushed in front of them to cover up and kill.

But this is the case, which also doubled the pressure on the Dajing monks, and after moving forward for dozens of feet, he looked at the gate of the town that was close at hand and did not enter an inch.

In the town, Liu Miao stood on the wall and watched the Dajing monks rushing towards him one after another, and he had already burst into tears, and said in his mouth: "Sir, have you seen it? This is my Dajing monk, this is my Dajing's backbone!"

After speaking, he slapped his palm on the wall again, and hissed: "It's really useless to be a scholar, and I can't do anything about it at this time, it's really embarrassing." ”