On the old official road, the two armies faced each other.

Random arrows flying, want to charm the eyes.

Mo Shang's concentric mind moved slightly, and he moved a few steps sideways, dodging an extremely swift arrow, and the momentum was far better than that of the previous cavalry.

Mo Shangtong is very familiar with the arrows, after all, they are produced in their own veins. Thinking of the things he made at home, he would eventually use them on himself, and Mo Shang smiled bitterly.

Among the "five bows" of the Mo family, its power is ranked after the "Xuanyuan Bow" and "Dragon Tongue Bow", and before the "Overlord Bow" and "Condor Bow".

An arrow goes to the clouds, and the pride is in the sky.

The tip of the arrow of the cloud arrow is engraved with a cloud pattern talisman, the arrow shaft is made of cold iron, the arrow feather is a golden carved feather, and the arrow weighs nine catties and eight taels.

Paiyun bow, the bow body is made of dark iron, the bowstring is the back tendon of the horse, the bow weighs one hundred and eight pounds, ordinary martial arts archers can not control it at all, only the martial arts or qi practitioners above the fourth realm of martial arts can be full of bowstrings.

In history, the cloud bow has left a great name.

According to historical records, Xue Rengui, a famous general of the Tang Dynasty, resisted the Turks in the north in the Tianshan Mountains. The Turks fought fiercely, were good at riding and shooting, and the leader was known as the "Condor King of the Tianshan Mountains". When Xue Rengui was fighting against the three Turkic generals Yuanlong, Yuanhu, and Yuanfeng, he was completely fearless, calm and brave, and fired three arrows in a row with the cloud bow, and Yuanlong, Yuanhu, and Yuanfeng all fell to the ground and died, and the Turks returned defeated. Later generations praised Xue Rengui as "the general set the Tianshan Mountain with three arrows, and the soldiers sang a long song into the Han Pass".

Mo Shangtong was able to dodge easily, which did not mean that the Cloud Draining Bow was not powerful and fast. On the contrary, the cloud row bow has an extremely long range, extremely high accuracy, and extremely high speed.

The reason why Mo Shangtong was able to dodge so easily was that Mo Shangtong's realm was too high, his talent was too amazing, and there were thousands of people who practiced swords in the world, and it was extremely remarkable to be able to stand majestically in the top ten of the Heavenly Sword Dao, not to mention that he was one step away from entering the top five. The second is that Mo Shangtong is very familiar with the cloud pattern rune of the cloud arrow, and he can feel its breath a few feet close, so he can deal with it in advance.

At the same time, Mo Shangtong shouted: "Open the battle!"

Then the two-finger sword trick shook, and the "non-attack" fell and rushed forward, sweeping the horse's hooves.

The sword is like a dragon swimming in the river, and the gas is like a waterfall at the mouth of the pot for thousands of miles, and everywhere it goes, the war horse falls to the ground, and the rider falls.

The spring breeze was proud, and the sword slashed the legs and fell into blood.

Those sword-wielding horsemen who fell from their horses had the intention to fight to the death, but everyone's swords fell in the air, only to feel a wisp of ethereal green smoke passing by. Then, he was shot through the chest.

It turned out that Mo Shangtong was in front of the horse to start the battle, and Li Zijian was in the back to spear and sweep away the people who had fallen off the horse.

Reed leaf spear thorns, one shot and one person, just like a bamboo skewer string sugar gourd, one string and one quasi.

After the two successfully chiseled the first formation, they found that there were shields like mountains in front of them, a row of four horsemen, more than 20 rows, and the spears between the gaps were like forests and slightly oblique towering, shining under the sun, blooming with an amazing momentum unique to the battlefield.

If he jumped high and swept towards Wanyan Zonghan from the air, the hospitality of the army of the Dajin Dynasty would definitely be lined up behind the spear array.

You can dodge one cloud arrow, but what if twenty of them are fired at the same time?

Mo Shangtong took a breath of new air, and the qi in his body flowed like a flood. At this moment, several martial artists from the Fourth Realm had already come together to kill, wanting to take advantage of Mo Shangtong's ventilation to give Mo Shangtong some damage, not seeking to hit with one blow, but only to slowly exhaust Mo Shangtong's qi and strength.

But there are high and low realms, and the great master of the Four Realms Martial Arts who knows the peak of the Six Realms Sword Dao has a fast flow of qi and a fast replenishment of aura.

Mo Shangtong did not retreat but advanced, holding the "non-attack" in his hand, the sword qi swept, and the three small masters of the Four Realms with different weapons were actually cut off by the sword qi on the spot.

Born in the rivers and lakes, it should have been far away from the temple.

Died on the battlefield, why is it too close to the grave.

Mo Shangtong muttered: "People are floating in the world, how can they not be stabbed." Well, knives and swords are pretty much the same. ”

Suddenly, there was a loud voice not far away, and Li Shanchang, Fang Moyan, and Wang Guanyue were fighting on an equal footing.

Li Shanchang slashed down, and between him, Fang Moyan, and Wang Guanyue, an extremely fine golden silk thread appeared, advancing rapidly like a tide.

Fang Moyan did not retreat but advanced, strode forward, his momentum instantly climbed to the seventh realm, and with a roar, the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer moved forward, blocking in front of him. More than 20 years of military career, hundreds of hard battles and deaths, and the realm of forging out between life and death is by no means empty words.

The golden thread touched Fang Moyan's Cold Iron Meteor Hammer, and the two sides formed a stalemate. After a while, the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer was cut out of a small ravine, and then Fang Moyan's whole person retreated rapidly.

Wang Guanyue shouted angrily, his whole body glowed with a strange brilliance, his left hand held purple electricity, his right hand held green frost, sword qi continued to emerge, hunting sounds, and threw himself into the air towards Li Shanchang.

Li Shanchang did not want to retreat, the qi in his body flowed, like a flood rolling, the momentum of the great weather, the qi entered from the body, and then gushed out from the tip of the knife, the knife was three feet long, and the blade was six feet.

The pig-killing knife exploded like spring thunder.

Wang Guanyue's slender figure retreated several feet.

Immediately followed by another knife, Wang Guanyue retreated and retreated.

Finally, Fang Moyan and Wang Guanyue stood still, looked at each other, and the two of them moved forward quickly, one left and one right.

Wang Guanyue's sword qi that lingered in the purple electric blue frost went upstream, climbing step by step, like holding a full moon, as if rushing to the sea and back. The moon rises in the sea, and the moon swells in the river.

Fang Moyan dragged the cold iron meteor hammer, and when he approached Li Shanchang, he swung forward vigorously, and the hammer was like a meteor, emitting blue light, whistling.

Li Shanchang shouted, slashed horizontally, and a sword qi swayed out wantonly, and a sword intent covered the blade, only to see an incomparable brilliant flow between heaven and earth, wrapping Li Shanchang in it, such as the sky in the sun, the moon palace and the stars, all of which lost their color.

You have the bright moon on your shoulder, and I have a knife in my hand.

You have a meteor in front of you, and I have a knife in my hand.

Ren Er is ever-changing, and I will have a knife in my hand.

On the official road, between the mountains and forests, the spring breeze kills, and the spring rain is dripping.

The fight between Yue Qianshan and the burly man with the tiger's back is extremely interesting, it feels like you hit yours and I hit mine.

The hands, feet, knees and shoulders of the sticky platform are all murderous weapons, and at this time, the blood is bursting, the qi is injected into the limbs, and the arrogance of the whole body is fully displayed. The fist walks in a straight line, with the two words "fast" and "ruthless", hoping to break up the tricky railers who cross thousands of mountains.

Yue Qianshan used his flexible body to dodge and jump around, and from time to time he used dust to attack the face of the sticky broad.

Sticky Kuotai is fierce, step on it heavily, the ground trembles, the shoulders urge the elbows, the elbows urge the hands, use the secret technique of the eight-armed Ruyi hand, instantly grab the dust, rotate several times on the spot, and then pull in, a punch hit Yue Qianshan's chest, Yue Qianshan is like a kite, floating to Wang Guanyue.

Suddenly, Fang Moyan sneered, "What a sinister method!"

Then, Fang Moyan stroked his chest with his fingers.

A needle through the chest.

At this time, Yue Qianshan's body did not fall to the ground, but turned in the air, drawing a wonderful arc and landing next to Li Shanchang.

It turned out that Yue Qianshan saw Li Shanchang fighting two people alone, although he did not lose the wind in the short term, but the consumption of qi was obviously much more than that of Mo Yan, Wang Guanyue, and after a long time, he would be exhausted.

So Yue Qianshan's mind turned sharply, and his heart was triple thinking.

The first layer of thinking was deliberately caught by the sticky platform to show that he was invincible. When Sticky Kuotai used his eight-armed Ruyi hand, Yue Qianshan slowed down his pace, and even deliberately leaned forward and was caught by him, so that Fang Moyan and Wang Guanyue lowered their defensive vigilance against him.

The second layer of thinking induces the sticky platform to throw it out and go straight to Wang Guanyue. Yue Qianshan deliberately took a punch from Sticky Kuotai, so that he could fly to Wang Guanyue, while Fang Moyan and Wang Guanyue would think that he was thrown out by Sticky Kuotai, and it was just a coincidence that he went straight to Wang Guanyue.

The third layer of thinking took advantage of flying to Wang Guanyue to carry out a sneak attack on Fang Moyan. In this process, Wang Guan Yue would definitely be defensive when he saw Yue Qianshan coming straight towards him, but Fang Moyan would not be wary of him, this was an opportunity.

Of course, there is the biggest premise here, that is, Li Shanchang's sword technique and sword intent can make Fang Moyan and Wang Guan have no time to take care of Yue Qianshan.

This injection, although the other party Mo Yan did not hurt much, it would still affect the mobilization of his qi, and if the qi was slow, it would be all slow.

Li Shanchang arched his hand at Yue Qianshan and said, "Thank you for your help." ”

Yue Qianshan touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, haha.

A hundred-year-old fox, a thief and a thief.