The originally desolate border field was trampled by a mighty 100,000 iron horsemen, and the momentum was like a giant dragon crawling into the Dragon City.

The old woman's mother-in-law was still dressed in coarse linen, she looked rickety on a tall horse, and her snow-white hair fluttered like snow in the cold wind, even for such an old man who looked like she was in her last years.

The soldiers around her were also in awe of her, although the old woman squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was not awake.

Liu Zhi on the other side of Wenchen was wearing a snow-white fox fur coat, she was fourteen or fifteen years old, she was already slim and elegant, if she hadn't followed the army as Wenchen's servant, no matter who would think she was the daughter of a big family.

On the other hand, the martial idiot, he followed behind the three masters and servants with a disgraced face, and he felt aggrieved, but if he compared with this old woman and Liu Zhi, he was really inferior to them.

Wen Chen has been observing Duo'er Ming's every move, the army is full of murderous opportunities, this place is not comparable to the Beiyi Palace, if one is not careful, he will explain here.

On the third day of the march, Wen Chen's nerves were tense and he never relaxed for a moment, and even when he was sleeping, he asked Wu Idiot, Lao Fei and Liu Zhizhong to take turns to keep vigil.

The plants and trees that smell the dust are all soldiers, and it is not good for martial idiots to despise them.

On the fourth day, there was still half a day's march to Dragon City.

Duo Er suddenly gave an order to take down Wenchen to prevent Wenchen from escaping.

Everything that happened suddenly caught Wenchen by surprise, and the four of them were surrounded by groups.

Wen Chen was completely stunned, what he never dreamed of was that there was no fine work of Ordofu among these sergeants.

"Wenchen, you are not too old, you are so calm all the way, the old man almost thought that you had some backhand, this time you fell into the hands of the old man, the old man will definitely let you break your bones and ashes!"

Dense sweat broke out of Wenchen's forehead, no matter how much he pretended to be calm, but a trace of panic flashed in his eyes betrayed him.

Duo'er has been mixed in the battlefield and officialdom for many years, his eyes are so vicious, and he is smart enough, but he is still too tender for this old fox who has accumulated countless experiences.

Wen Chen didn't speak, his hand was clutching the horse's reins, and a trace of sweat broke out in his palm.

The old woman opened her eyes and looked at the tight army surrounded like iron buckets, and there was no expression fluctuation on the old wrinkled face, but at this moment, her cloudy eyes were full of violence.

"Childe, you've made a mistake this time!" the old woman finally spoke, her tone flat.

"Master! only desperate Yibo!" Liu Zhi glanced at all the soldiers, and his tone was surprisingly calm.

"Hey, Wen Chen, you really don't have a back hand, do you really want to fight hard?" asked the martial idiot with a pale face as he looked at Wen Chen.

Wen Chen still didn't speak, and Wu Idiot suddenly found that Wen Chen's legs were trembling slightly.

"Haha! Wenchen, it's so fucking happy to see you little bastard like this!"

"Take them down for me!" Duo'er gave the order, and the soldiers rushed up.

The old woman's legs clamped the horse's back, and the fierce horse under her crotch suddenly raised her front hooves and trampled on the soldiers who rushed up in front.

The three of them tried their best to protect Wen Chen.

Wen Chen's surrounding fighting, the miserable howls were endless, Wen Chen knew that when the manpower was still exhausted, this was a hundred thousand iron horses, and it was impossible to kill a way out with these three people.

The only hope for a breakthrough is Erdofu, and now it seems that it must have been the Heavenly Mother who did it.

"Little bastard, are you still stunned? How many months have you practiced your sword in vain?" The black robe of the martial idiot was stained dark red with blood, and he suddenly shouted at Wen Chen.

Wen Chen came back to his senses, and the circle of three people became smaller and smaller.

Wen Chen pulled out the sword from the old woman's body and slashed at the head of a soldier who rushed over.

Blood gushed like a fountain, staining his face red, he killed for the first time in his life, and the person whose head was cut off by him was the spies who reported the rebellion of the 30,000 iron cavalry in Beiyi that day.

Wen Chen was stunned, his hand couldn't help but tremble, and the silver blade was dripping with blood.

"Don't be distracted, the people you kill are the ones who should be killed!" the old woman reminded in a deep voice.

Wen Chen gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and a scene came to his mind that he would never forget.

That year, on Daoquan Mountain, those swordsmen from the rivers and lakes who wanted to seize the dust, the disciples of the major sects, one by one, killed from the bottom of Daoquan Mountain to the top of the mountain, and more than 1,000 people were slaughtered in one night.

Among those people, he saw a woman wearing a curtain on her head was also among them, and since he knew the identity of Wen Ningxiang, he knew that the woman who killed his mother was Beiyi's Heavenly Mother.

"Kill!" the reality that had been escaped again again.

The sword in Wen Chen's hand swung and slashed indiscriminately.

Liu Zhi and the old woman are already seriously injured and can protect themselves, and the martial idiot is not going there.

The armor on Wen Chen's body was pierced, and the clothes in the armor were already soaked with blood.

The soldiers behind didn't dare to rush up at all, the four of them had already killed more than 200 people, rather than dying, it was better to trap the beasts and fight them, and consume them little by little.

"Master, let me sacrifice the sword, you can't die here!" Liu Zhi looked at Wen Chen, her delicate face had a complicated expression for the first time, sadness and reluctance made her look like a normal girl.

"Childe, the matter has come to this, only Liu Zhi sacrifices the sword, and the old woman can be killed with the dust!"

The martial idiot retreated to Wenchen's side, and the four of them were back to back.

"Shut up! Even if they all die, they will die together!" Wen Chen said with a gasp.

"Childe, don't be rash, if you die, who will avenge the Wen family's revenge?" said the old woman angrily.

Wen Chen was silent.

"Stinky boy, after I break off, if you go to Qingcheng Mountain in the future and tell the fox girl, I still love her in the next life!" said Wu Idiot in a hoarse voice.

"I can't get out, so you can tell her in person in the next life. Wen Chen spat out the blood foam in his mouth and gritted his teeth and said.

"Kill again!" Wen Chen said as he raised his sword again and staggered forward.

"Is the sky going to cut off my Wen's incense?" grandson, it's because the old woman is too indulgent to have you today, so let's let these 100,000 Beiyi iron horsemen bury my mother-in-law and grandson today!" the old woman murmured softly.

Liu Zhi glanced at Wenchen, her master had never been very good to her, nor had he treated her badly, she understood from beginning to end that she was not a human, but a sword spirit, but after she integrated into this body, with the growth of this body, there was a wonderful feeling in her heart.

Just when the four of them thought they were going to die, there was a commotion in the rear of the army.

A woman wearing a green robe, a hat, and a turquoise long sword, the long sword in her hand was shaped like a spirit snake, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal.

She came with a sword and a sword!

"Killing gods?" Liu Zhi's eyebrows condensed slightly, her face was condensed, and Liu Zhi instinctively felt unhappy about her arrival.

"The god-killing container has become the god-killing master? This girl is so murderous!" the old woman was also attracted to her gaze.

"Kill Wenchen, reward a thousand gold!" Duo Er suddenly shouted.

In an instant, the soldiers around Wen Chen rushed towards Wen Chen like crazy.

The four of them were no longer able to fight.

"I understand the long song of the sword, and with this sword, I break the heavenly river - the long song of the sword!" Ye Nianjun's figure is as beautiful as a fairy dancing, and the sword in his hand is like a poem with ink.

After reading the sword technique, the god-killing sword in her hand waved, and countless sword lights fell to the ground like meteors.

"Bang, bang, bang!" In an instant, dozens of people around them were pierced by sword qi, their armor shattered, and their bodies were also torn apart.