The Jindan real person in mid-air fell into the crowd, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.

I'm afraid, they didn't expect that there were so many monks in the escort team of one or two thousand people.

The captain of the Hanfu escort team did not participate in the battle at the first time, but commanded the shield soldiers to surround the three real people who broke through.

There are people who are constantly being swept out, but there are also people who are constantly being added.

Thanks to the monk battle formation course taught by Cen Tianyun, the law enforcement team has a tacit understanding with each other, and there is a basis for advance and retreat. The students in the upper dormitory activated the spirit runes on their bodies one after another, and for a while, the ice and fire were intertwined in the field, and the roar continued.

The three Jindan real people were trapped inside for a while, unable to move forward.

However, there is one person in the three real people, and his level of bravery is clearly extraordinary. His body was agile, his sword was fierce, and he swept away the encirclement of the shield warrior with a sword, and rushed out through this gap in front of the encirclement.

The man was a tall, thin young man with a black mask on his face and only a pair of shining eyes.

A long sword was held in his hand, and a flying sword roamed around his body. This is a rare practice.

Ordinary sword cultivation either walks with a sword and splits the sky with a sword, or attaches his mind to the flying sword and takes the head of the enemy general thousands of miles away.

The former is a powerful sword and extremely powerful in close combat. It's just that in the face of the flying sword monks who occupy the terrain, it is very dangerous.

The latter's offensive is even sharper, not to mention the power of the flying sword, but also extremely flexible. It's just that when he was approached by a sword and sword cultivation, there was no reason to survive most of the time.

Holding a sword must be connected with spiritual power, and flying swords must be connected with divine thoughts, both of which are difficult to cultivate. Therefore, in general, sword cultivation is one of the two. You know, if you don't do it, it's useless.

At the same time, whether it is holding a sword or a flying sword, the consumption of spiritual power and divine thoughts is huge. A monk's concentration can only drive one of them, and usually only one of them is needed. Because, the strength of cultivation is the foundation of strength, and the bells and whistles can never withstand the crushing of cultivation.

And this sword cultivator is not a miscellaneous and unrefined fancy showcase, but a real kendo master.

The sword in his hand is extremely powerful, and he is brave and brave in the three armies, and the flying sword around his body is light and agile, and he sees the needle. Twin swords, but obviously at ease. There are not only the sharp attacks of flying swordsmen, but also the vigorous skills of swordsmen. Such a pleasing sword technique is really unprecedented.

Cheng Ping had never seen it, but he had heard of it, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

It is rumored that the leader of the rebel army is known as the sword boy, but he is young but has unparalleled swordsmanship, I don't know this person......

Although this sword cultivation is advanced and invincible, it is obviously unwilling to entangle, and if it can dodge with footwork, it will dodge and drill forward like a swimming fish;

For a while, he was still fighting with a "bang" in the back, but he rushed into the camp with a sword alone and killed the camp tent of the Qincha here.

The neatly arranged battle line of the escort has been broken through by this man, and some soldiers are fearless to the death and step forward with spears to intercept them. However, although the courage of the soldiers was commendable, they were facing Jindan Zhenren.

The sword cultivator waved his sword lightly, and the soldier's spear was cut in two. Fortunately, the shield warrior who cooperated behind him rushed forward to hold the shield for protection, and the two of them were even swept away by the fierce sword momentum.

This sword cultivator stepped a little under his feet, and his body rushed towards the side of the camp.

At this moment, a silver sword light slashed from the side with flames.

Jian Xiu backhanded a sword.

The two sword lights struck, and Su Xiuyong flew out upside down.

At this time, Fu Tianyi was already sealing in the Gen position. Countless fine sand had spread under Jian Xiu's feet, and the quicksand was like countless moving vines, like a leaping little Jiao, entangled his legs.

At the same time, there was a wind howling next to him, and Fang Nong's spear broke through the air.

It was a spear that swept away the three Jindan monks with one shot!

However, there was no shock in that sword cultivator's eyes.

In the air, a cold light flashed. Fu Tianyi only felt that a sharp edge was approaching quickly, and the huge power was about to burst the air.

Fu Tianyi clasped his palms together: "Gen, Zhou Shan is not tilted!"

"Boom!"

The small flying sword crashed into a huge mountain that reached to the sky, and the huge mountain collapsed in an instant, and Fu Tianyi's body flew out, rolling on the ground.

At the same time, the sword cultivator squatted and leaped, driving a sword light as magnificent and silver as the moon to rise from the ground, facing the spear that broke through the sky.

The spear in Fang Nong's hand was bent like this for the first time. The barrel of the gun let out a "click" groan, and the barrel of the gun cracked vertically from the middle, and then the shaft broke, splashing countless debris. The head of the spear was knocked off, and a tattered piece of broken wooden stick with uneven cracks remained in Fang Nong's hands.

And the sword still had more power, pressing towards Fang Nong. Fang Nong carried out the true yuan and held the broken wooden stick horizontally in front of him.

With a "click", the stick broke in two again, as if it had been smashed by a heavy hammer.

"Da Da Da ......" the horse's hooves beat on the ground.

One person, one horse, one gun, rushed towards the sword cultivator.

Cheng Ping made a move.

Cheng Ping thought clearly, instead of guarding at the door of the tent, waiting for the Jindan real person to kill, and finally he had to fight alone, it was better to take the initiative to attack, cooperate with them, and maybe have the strength to fight.

The figure on the horse stepped on the saddle and kicked down, and the horse stumbled and fell to the ground. And that figure had already shot towards the True Human Realm Sword Cultivator like a flying arrow.

The steel spear shook and danced into a flower of steel. The tip of the spear was vigorously stimulated, like countless lasers shooting out.

The shadow of the spear in the sky shrouded the sword cultivator.

"Ping Pong Ping Pong ......"

Countless sparse crisp clashes rang out in the night sky.

The sound of the clashing was dense and densely connected.

The two cold lights danced together, dazzling, but at the same time, they were distinct, the outer layer was a spear, and the inner layer was a sword. The spear is like a frenzied wave, enveloping it down, but the sword is like a pearl in the sea, always standing firm and shining in the waves.

Cheng Ping's strength was so great that the steel gun made of stainless steel was bent like a wooden stick.

However, although the steel spear attacked fiercely and the timing of the cut was just right, it still could not be attacked for a long time.

What kind of sword cultivation is this? Regardless of cultivation, in terms of swordsmanship alone, this kind of swordsmanship is also a top-notch martial arts master.

It seems that Cheng Ping is pressing the other party to fight and suppress it comprehensively, but in fact, Cheng Ping has to do this.

Cheng Ping is under great pressure now, and he must constantly attack violently, and he can't let the other party breathe this breath.

However, even with such a stormy attack, the opponent defended steadily.

With such an explosive and fierce offensive, Cheng Ping couldn't last for a moment. Even if the other party doesn't do anything, Cheng Ping will soon run out of strength.

However, the other party was obviously not a careful and patient person, Gao Ming saw the man flip his left hand and flick it, and a cold light shot towards Cheng Ping.

Cheng Ping raised the barrel of the gun and knocked it, only to see the sparks burst out in front of him, and a ten-inch-long flying sword was knocked away, rolling in the air, but it was obvious that there was still spiritual power to maintain it.

This is the second flying sword!

What kind of sword cultivator is this person?

The flying sword successfully interrupted Cheng Ping's offensive.

At this pause, the sword in the real person's hand suddenly skyrocketed, and launched a counterattack with a terrifying momentum.

"Ping!"

With just one sword, Cheng Ping was thrown out.

The steel spear trembled with a long groan in his hand, and his palms were numb, and he could barely hold the steel gun.

The figure of the sword cultivator was like a charm, and it flew towards the camp.

There was an empty space in the middle. Qin Cha's camp tent was directly exposed in front of that sword cultivator.

Only Gao Ming was still guarding the door of the tent.

The sword cultivator rushed towards the camp with an icy aura.

Gao Ming could clearly feel that this surging momentum was like a monstrous wave, and like the moonlight falling from the nine heavens. Heavy and cold.

Gao Ming's anger sank, and his feet did not tremble. The ring-headed knife was horizontal in front of him, and he stood at the door of the tent.

only to find that the sword cultivator completely ignored him, and jumped up from a distance, and the long sword in his hand slashed a huge sword light, directly tearing the entire camp tent.

Bah, it's so despiseful!

Gao Ming jumped up and faced the unstoppable sword light.

That sword cultivator's eyes suddenly froze.

Seriously, Gao Ming really didn't think about anything at this time. As he had told himself over and over again, he had emptied his mind. Guarding the camp behind you, when the enemy comes, draw your sword and cut it, it's as simple as that.

If not, if he could still think as usual, he would never have faced this sword. The soles of his feet were oiled and quickly slipped away, which was in line with his character.

However, he said to Bai Zhi that he would protect Lord Qincha.

He said to himself that he would be a useful person.

A small Qi Cultivator did not hesitate to meet the Heaven and Earth Tearing Sword of the Jindan Monk.