The young horse dealer with the package on his back was Yan Qing.

The faint fragrance emanating from the package, he naturally smelled it, it was not the rich and compelling Baihe incense, nor was it the lonely snow orchid incense, although the fragrance was extremely faint, it was gathered around the body and did not disperse at all.

It is specially used to offer the true fragrance of the immortals.

A few days ago, when I met the Bamboo Crown Daoist at the foot of Wutai Mountain, those words couldn't help but flash in Yan Qing's heart:

"Lu Yuanwai, these two magic weapons of Mo Dao are like children's things, but they can solve a big disaster for you in the future. This pine sword, you put it in the hospitality flower hall, and make offerings with true incense in the morning and evening...... When your star visits, this artifact will have its own merits...... This bluestone and pine sword are related to the future fortune of the two of you, Xiao Yi, you must take care of it carefully......"

"Xiao Yi, this time the imperial court is cutting Liao, Xiongzhou will inevitably be eventful. On that day, Mr. Bamboo Crown and I had two magic objects to protect themselves, and I left the bluestone of the town house, and you took this pine sword with you. When everything here is over, I will naturally have to contribute to the imperial court, and you and I will reunite in Xiongzhou. You also don't know that this pine sword is the talisman of Mr. Bamboo Crown and me, and I am the only one who knows you, if there is any mistake, I will lose half my life. ”

When his mind turned, the smell of blood had already come to his nose, and a short brute soldier covered in blood and flesh had already rushed towards him with a strange scream, and a pair of eyes exposed in the armor flashed blood, as if he was crazy!

However, before the axe was chopped, Yan Qing's body had already avoided the edge when he turned, but when his body was deflected, the package on his back was carried by the axe blade, and it was broken open!

In the package is a long wooden box, and the dense and hard Nanmu box can't withstand the power of this axe, and the stubble bursts, and it becomes two sections in a blink of an eye. The contents of the box also fell out, but it was a pine sword no more than two feet long, the body of which had been roughly polished, still with pine texture, and it looked like a wooden sword played by ordinary children, or even a little worse.

However, there is an ancient arcane talisman seal on this pine sword, and when Zhu Mang moves slightly, the pine sword pierces straight into the frozen soil, and the rune seal on the sword emits a piece of light, and its color is positive, so that everyone around them feels a trace of warmth inexplicably.

The moment the pine sword pierced into the frozen soil, someone in the north direction seemed to let out a soft sigh, followed by a few words of emotion that could not be checked: "Why did Yan Xiaoyi leave the Daimyo Mansion and run to Xiongzhou?

After a few words, but seeing a glimmer of light flickering in the northern sky, and in an instant, it was already on the bank of the Baigou River, but a spark not much bigger than the tip of a needle suddenly threw towards the pine sword.

The spark fell on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly the sword body talisman was like a fire pouring oil, and Zhu Mang made a great effort, and the sword body that was originally faintly faint was slightly dim, and in a blink of an eye, it burned into a dazzling flame. It seemed that even the pine sword was burning in the flames of light, turning into a torch more than two feet long.

In the soaring red light, the horse dealers didn't feel anything, but the armored barbarians screamed violently and fell to the ground!

I saw a wisp of scorched smoke rising from the fine iron armor, with a smell of burnt skin and flesh, but the two eyes of the brute soldier were burned by the light flames, burning the eyebrow bones and eye sockets into a scorched black, needless to say, those eyes could not be saved.

From the sword breaking to the sword light, it was just a matter of breathing, and in this thunderous few breaths, the brute soldiers who originally rushed into the horse team like chopping melons and vegetables stopped their steps almost at the same time!

Soon, however, the stubby, but exaggeratedly strong, heavily armored trappers let out a roar. Don't look at these short men who are only four feet long, even if Wu Dalang has a slight sense of relief in the face of them, but he is extremely brave in the fight!

In the blink of an eye, I saw the blind heavy armor trap soldier scream, ignoring the light flame on the sword that invaded the armor little by little, burning the skin, and rushed up with such a straight fit, the short body was connected to the heavy armor on the body, and he pounced on the pine sword!

Pine wood is brittle, let alone pine wood that has been cut into a thin wooden sword? Such a stout man with heavy armor on his body is at least 300 catties, how can the wooden sword withstand such a setback?

Yan Qing saw that it was not good, and was about to step forward to snatch the pine sword, but saw that the short man's eyes were scorched, and he was already too blind to be blind, but an inexplicable aura surged around his body, from the armor to the bone joints, all of them rattled! In the blink of an eye, the blind dwarf man and the armor on his body rose immediately at the sight of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an eight-foot-tall rough man, and slammed the pine sword down under him.

This is still not the end, from the body of this heavily armored brute, from the joints and other gaps of the heavy armor, one after another black gas diffuses out, gathered into a cloud of heavy black smoke that cannot be blown away by the wind, and it is dead on the brute's body, more like the light flame on the pine sword, not a single star and a half are not revealed!

Although it was shrouded in black gas, it was difficult for others to see the reality in it, but like the sound of mutton sizzling on a charcoal fire, and the smell of burnt skin and meat, it still came out little by little, so that people clearly knew what kind of torture the heavily armored brute had experienced!

From Wang Yu and Han Zun to the soldiers of the Shengjie Army and the Huanqing Army, from Yan Qing to the horse dealers who had gathered together from a few horse gangs, they couldn't help but think about it in their hearts: Where did this military horse come from? There are so many warriors who are not afraid of death!

——When the brilliant pine sword suddenly appeared on the field, the language that was different from Song Yin, Khitan, and Jurchen also sounded in this team of heavily armored barbarians:

"All for the Exiled King of the Grey Shield!"

With this roar, the berserk soldiers from the underground began to charge at those humans with their greatest sense of battle.

It is a people living in a hollow rock formation beneath the earth, who are proficient in prospecting and smelting techniques, and also have a relatively general knowledge of magic. If the Jurchens were just rising barbarians, and the Liao were the poor imitators of the Khitans who painted tiger cats in the Han civilization, then these sturdy alien soldiers were at least equal to the entire Great Song Dynasty in terms of civilization.

And the most important point is that these alien soldiers are the most standard pious fanatics, and even if an extremely terrifying magic sword appears on the battlefield, their reaction is only to fight back frantically. Even one of the strongest soldiers among them pounced directly on the sword, using the ability of their racial talent to double his body, and used the dark power in his blood to desperately block the light on the sword!

(End of chapter)