Chapter Seventy-Three: A Sword Comes West, Ten Thousand Ways Collapse

Jiang Qingyi never thought about the problem that Yi Xiao said.

But his intuition told him that what Yi Xiao said was ...... It seems that there are possibilities.

No, to be precise, Jiang Qingyi feels that what Yi Xiao said is very likely to be correct.

Because Yuan Sizhi has been around him for more than a year, there have been many more unclear and unclear characters, even if the former shadow Huan Tu is poor, he is often transferred to other places by Yuan Sizhi to perform quite simple tasks.

The one who really monopolizes the power of Xiguan seems to be Yuan Sizhi.

Who is it?

Jiang Qingyi didn't know.

He couldn't guess.

Before he couldn't stand in Yi Xiao's perspective, there were blind spots and blind spots in his current thinking.

So in the midst of the heavy rain, the Qingjia man was silent for a long time.

It's been a long time.

He whispered, "I think you're right. ”

Then Jiang Qingyi sighed and said quietly: "But if you want me to withdraw the armor, I will ...... Can't do it. ”

He looked from afar, meeting the black-robed man.

He shook his head and decided to fight to the end outside Liangjia City, which had nothing to do with military exploits, it was actually a kind of trust.

He believed that Yuan Sizhi was not the kind of person Yi Xiao said.

The Iron Riders began to charge.

Jiang Qingyi muttered: "Yuan Zhongyi will come soon, even if you can break through the thousand armors in one go, you will have to be arrested at that time." If you are captured alive, the priority of this matter will be held in the palm of Xiguan's hand, as for Qi Liang and Northern Wei...... Where is it so easy to fight?"

In the torrent of iron horses in the distance, His Royal Highness put Xiao Buyi on his back again.

His eyes lit up with golden flames, and he looked at Jiang Qingyi in the distance.

Take a deep breath.

Xiao Buyi was carried on Yi Xiao's back, and said helplessly: "I really hate this feeling......

Yi Xiao said indifferently: "Hold it tight, kill out of the Daji Mountain Range, and then wear Liangjia City, it won't be long before you can get out of Xiguan." ”

His Royal Highness covered his lips, coughed dullly, and asked with a smile, "Okay?"

"Look at it. His Royal Highness smiled and said, "What's so difficult about breaking through a thousand armors in one go?"

Xiao Buyi, who was covered in blood, spread out his hand covering his lips, and his palms were all bloody.

He was a little dizzy, smiled and shook his head slowly, lowered his eyes after a while, and whispered in Yi Xiao's ear: "Then I'll sleep for a while." ”

His Royal Highness hummed softly from his nose.

"Sleep. ”

Sleep and you'll be at Qiliang.

Heavy rain poured and the wind was blowing.

The black-robed figure stood up, like a big peng, his face was expressionless, and he suddenly raised his arms, but it was a pity that the man behind him had closed his eyes and couldn't see the world in front of him, how shocking it was!

Turned upside down.

The heavy rain was overturned by an invisible force.

Upside down from bottom to top!

Countless sword remnants, accompanied by the mad rain, danced and cut together, swept with scorn, with one person as the center, majestic as a tornado, and instantly cleared out a radius of ten meters!

The black-robed figure walked forward with his arms raised.

The man behind His Royal Highness closed his eyes in silence and hung his arms around his neck.

heard Yi Xiao's sentence "Sleep".

This seems to be the most reassuring thing in the world.

There are many unknown things in this world.

His Royal Highness doesn't know when this heavy rain will fall today.

Will it soak all the iron armor of the Daji Mountain Range in red, gather into a torrent, and break through the gates of Liangjia City?

He didn't know if he would return to Qiliang when he opened his eyes again after the rain stopped, and if he could see the person in his heart?

All he knew was that he had done his best.

From the moment I set foot on the North Plains, to the return journey to the south.

All the wishes had been burned to ashes and buried in the snow, and now they were all washed away by the rain.

The hardships of this journey do not need to be known by others.

And he has not yet fallen, because someone is still waiting for him.

It's so tiring.

It's too much.

If it had been replaced by himself a month ago, he would have been shunted to death a long time ago, and he would have tried his best to fight a bloody way for Yi Xiao.

But now he can't do it.

He couldn't do it, just die in the torrent of iron horses in the Daji Mountains.

He couldn't do it, so he died in the snowy winter of the Northern Wei Dynasty for 100,000 miles.

He had to survive.

He wanted to survive.

Xiao Buyi, who was leaning on the back of His Royal Highness, took a deep breath.

Raising his arm and moving forward, Yi Xiao, who was dancing with swords beside him like a god, did not look back.

He killed through the iron horse, overturned the black armor, and the soles of his feet were bleeding like rivers, and he was unstoppable all the way.

Head south.

Walk towards life.

But he didn't know that the man behind him was already in tears.

......

......

Yuan Sizhi stopped at the Daji Mountains.

At the forefront of the mountains.

You can hear the sound of the battle at the end of the mountain range.

It's hard to imagine that it was a man alone facing two thousand iron horsemen.

Yuan Sizhi had two other people beside him.

If Jiang Qingyi was present, he would only know one of these two people.

Along with Yuan Sizhi is Yan Bailou, the recently famous Governor of Xiguan, Yan Bailou and Jiang Qingyi are known as the two youngest adults in Yiwen and Yiwu by Xiguan.

The other one was in the middle of Yan Bailou and Yuan Sizhi, slightly ahead, and it was he who stopped the horse, and Yuan Sizhi and Yan Bailou behind him stopped the horse.

The figure in the black robe was not very tall, and the man sat upright on horseback, and the large coarse linen clothes covered his figure completely, and he could not see a trace of his face.

Yuan Sizhi raised his eyebrows, looked at Yan Bailou, and said calmly: "Sixteen-character battalion, there are currently 10,000 black armor that can be mobilized, according to your meaning, once the southern city of Liangjia City is broken today, it will be a situation that is not shocking and endless." ”

Yuan Zhongzhong narrowed his eyes and said, "Kill them, how will Luoyang deal with it?"

Yan Bailou, who is as famous as Jiang Qingyi, is indeed a very young character.

His countenance was plain, neither handsome nor ugly.

Yan Bailou glanced at the black-robed man in the center, and calmly said to Yuan Sizhi: "I went out of the city from Yincheng and came to Xiguan for more than a year, and I was waiting for today. Where can I take care of Luoyang?"

Yuan Sizhi was silent and did not speak.

The black-robed man at the front said in a hoarse voice, "Ren Pingsheng has already gone first?"

Yuan Sizhi nodded and said, "The sword crown took out the Nine Hatreds and took a step ahead, it should have already arrived near Liangjia City." ”

Yan Bailou squinted, a little unable to guess the black-robed man beside him.

His voice was obviously distorted by Yuan Li, and his face was hidden in the black robe, making it difficult to tell who it was.

But he did come to Xiguan with the token of the city lord of Yincheng.

Press yourself a step.

Forcefully pressed the sixteen-character battalion, which should have been out of battle a long time ago, so that it could not move.

Looking at this, are you still ready to let go of the two people in Qi Liang?

Yan Bailou's voice was not good and reminded: "My lord, Yi Xiao is a figure who is destined to become a great cultivator with two major heavenly phases, and now that he has stepped into the ninth grade, even if Ren Pingsheng is present, at most he will only stop him, but not kill him." ”

The black-robed man turned a deaf ear.

Yuan Sizhi laughed coldly and said: "Ren Pingsheng's kendo realm is consummated, nine hatreds are in hand, and you can fight three." Yi Xiao can kill two thousand armor by relying on the Heavenly Phase, and finally has the strength to fight him?"

Yan Bailou said with a blank face: "The city lord wants Yi Xiao to die, this is something that can't go wrong." ”

He turned his head to look at the man in the black robe, and asked word by word, "My lord, you have pressed the black armor for so long...... Could it be that you want to disobey the city lord?"

There was no movement in the black robe.

In an instant, there was a thunderbolt in heaven and earth.

The shape of a sword wrapped in linen leaned out of the black robe, unsheathed, and instantly poked at Yan Bailou's chest, and it could almost be said that Yan Bailou's body was poked by a sword, smashing down an ancient tree, and finally falling into the rain and mud in embarrassment.

Yan Bailou suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The man in the black robe slowly retracted his sword, glanced at the embarrassed Admiral of Xiguan, and said softly, "Shut your mouth." ”

Yan Bailou obediently shut up.

Yuan Sizhi squinted his eyes, only that the master of the Wind and Snow Silver City really overwhelmed the Central Plains, Yan Bailou was already extraordinary, and the mysterious figure in front of him who came by order poked Yan Bailou with a sword, and estimated that he had the strength of Ren Pingsheng and his ilk.

There is no shortage of masters in the Holy Land.

Yan Bailou is a first-class end.

The black-robed man is considered to be the strongest rank among the first-class.

As for Li Changge's Western Demon, it is no longer in the category and is classified as a demon.

Yuan Sizhi, who didn't care about this in his heart, just wanted to watch a good show.

Just now, he vaguely saw the face of the man in the black robe.

With a mask.

A white, cat-like mask.

......

......

How long does it take to kill 2,000 armor?

If it was His Royal Highness Senluo Dao, who could kill with a high rise and kill happily, and take ten lives at a time, even if the two thousand armor were killed by her and wandered around, it would only take half an hour at most.

And if there is a person who oversees the array.

The formation changes, and the iron cavalry charges.

The pressure increases several times dramatically.

It is no longer easy to kill through two thousand armors.

The black armor of the Sixteen Character Battalion first hedged against the little highness released outside the Killing Sword Domain.

The black armor was immediately shattered into blood foam when it entered the sword qi, and it flew out, only increasing the broken sword blade that danced with the sword domain in the air.

The sky-high blood swept up the Daji Mountains.

When Jiang Qingyi, who was supervising the battle from a high place, discovered the strangeness, the Sixteen Character Battalion immediately changed its strategy.

Jiang Qingyi began to procrastinate.

He wanted to drag until reinforcements arrived.

But the talisman dimmed.

The black-robed man began to kill against the Black Moon Iron Horse, the heavy rain poured blood back, and the lanterns hanging outside Liangjia City were dyed red by the bloody breath.

It's a pretty scary thing.

Jiang Qingyi doesn't know how to practice, he believes that manpower is sometimes exhausted.

He really didn't believe that there was a nine-rank master who could break through a thousand armors in one go.

But after Yi Xiao and Xiao Buyi's previous round of killing, the number of iron horsemen in the Sixteen Character Battalion had already reached two thousand.

Today's black armor was slaughtered by Yi Xiao with a sword domain.

His Royal Highness's complexion never changed.

Forward, forward.

The iron horse black armor that blocked the road entered the sword domain on his own and died, and even the people and horses crashed into the sword qi, entering the bones and flesh for three points, and the blood qi flew three feet horizontally.

Jiang Qingyi didn't even know that Mu Fengbai and Demon Flow Sword Venerable were mixed into the formation of the Daji Mountain Range.

He found himself vastly underestimating that man's combat prowess.

When His Royal Highness walked to the Daji Mountains with Xiao Buyi on his back and could see the red lanterns of Liangjia City, there was not much black armor left in the Sixteen Character Battalion.

Jiang Qingyi didn't know why the reinforcements hadn't arrived yet.

He trembled his voice and mediated all the way, and now behind him was the gate of Liangjia City.

Do you want to remove the armor now?

How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?

These are no longer issues that Jiang Qingyi should consider now.

Now, on the contrary, he has no way back.

The man who really killed through the two thousand armor was only a few dozen feet away from him.

As far as the eye can see.

Yi Xiao, who was carrying Xiao Buyi, waved his hand.

The storm of blades dissipated in an instant.

His Royal Highness Mu Ran looked at Jiang Qingyi, the young man with his back against the gate of Liangjia City, who had a relationship with himself in the Fengting City Pagoda.

None of that matters anymore.

You're going to kill me.

I can only kill you.

His Royal Highness was dozens of feet away, and Yuan Li spread out, and a black hair in his sleeve was entwined.

Aiming at Jiang Qingyi.

Finger pressing.

Press the strings.

The distance of dozens of zhang is fleeting.

That strand of hair pierced through Jiang Qingyi's eyebrows in an instant.

"Zheng" sounded.

Extremely harsh.

Yi Xiao frowned, squinting at the Nine Hatred Long Sword that could stand three feet in front of Jiang Qingyi's eyebrows.

The Nine Hatreds were hidden in the sword box.

The narrow sword box was held by Ren Pingsheng with both hands, and he was pressed against the pale Jiang Qingyi.

His Royal Highness raised his arm slightly, and the strand of hair was suddenly withdrawn, and the entire sword box collapsed in an instant.

The sword box shattered suddenly, and the nine hatreds poured cold light in the air, flipped around, and were tightly grasped by the five fingers of Ren Pingsheng's withered right hand.

The sword crown protected Jiang Qingyi behind him, and said with a sigh: "Are you stupid when your brain is critical? Is life important or merit important? You should have withdrawn your armor a long time ago, what are you doing with your life?"

Jiang Qingyi gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Ren Pingsheng said quietly: "Xiguan is no longer the Xiguan of the past. ”

The thin man turned his back to Jiang Qingyi and said in a calm tone: "I have always felt that it is better to be a free-spirited traveler than to die in an unknown conspiracy. ”

Jiang Qingyi was suddenly stunned.

"Your heart is too soft. Ren Pingsheng said softly: "Cao Zhixuan wants you to take over Xiguan, and with Luoyang as your backer, you should have taken the opportunity to take the position a long time ago, but you have to fight for life and death in person, and you are willing to leave your back to someone who cannot be trusted." ”

Jiang Qingyi suddenly had some ominous premonitions.

He looked up with a shudder and looked at the thin man.

Ren Pingsheng said suddenly: "I have spent my whole life wandering in the rivers and lakes, which is not magnificent, but fortunately, I did what I wanted to do, even if I died, I didn't leave any regrets." ”

Ren Pingsheng paused.

He didn't say what conspiracy was hidden behind Liangjia City in the Daji Mountain Range.

He just whispered.

"Return to Liangjia City, leave it to me here. ”

Jiang Qingyi stumbled back into Liangjia City.

His mind was a mess.

He only now understands that whether reinforcements come or not is really just a matter of those people's thoughts.

The wrestling of those big shots is complicated, he really can't figure it out, and he doesn't want to figure it out.

Jiang Qingyi just thought, if there was no Ren Pingsheng in front of him today.

I have to fight with Yi Xiao to the end, with these two thousand black armor, is it so unclear that he died outside Liangjia City.

When the time comes, will there be someone on the ethereal slope who will erect a monument for themselves?

No, it won't.

People say that people's hearts are terrifying, and it is difficult to predict that the world is hot and cold.

Jiang Qingyi was stunned for a long time.

There was a loud bang behind him.

The head of the tower was collapsed by a sword.

There were many voices that followed.

It seems that the battle was extremely fierce.

Jiang Qingyi's mind seemed to have become dizzy, and these voices smashed into his mind, blank, and he couldn't startle the slightest ripple.

Finally, he heard someone outside the city gate braving the heavy rain and shouting loudly.

"I am willing to live for the sword, and I am willing to die for the sword!"

The voice was so familiar.

Have a rude awakening.

Jiang Qingyi trembled.

......

......

His Royal Highness slowly closed his eyes.

The same is true for Ren Pingsheng.

The huge Liangjia City, the red lanterns floating in the heavy rain.

The two men stood facing each other.

The nine hatreds in the hands of the thin man were beaten thousands of times by the heavy rain, the sword body was bright, and the raindrops burst out like a needle.

Ren Pingsheng closed his eyes tightly, his clothes had already been wet by the heavy rain and stuck together.

He slowly raised his sword.

The Great Perfection of Kendo.

The tip of the sword opened a circular barrier.

The rain splashed at the tip of the sword.

He was waiting for the people behind him to retreat into Liangjia City, completely safe.

Yi Xiao is also waiting.

He carried Xiao Buyi on his back and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The little highness who almost single-handedly killed the ambush soldiers in the Daji Mountain Range, turned his head and looked around.

He paused for a second as he looked in the direction he came.

Finally stop in front of Liangjia Castle.

"It's so silent. ”

His Highness smiled.

His face was compassionate, and he slowly turned back again, seeing the scene that he had stepped on all the way.

Bleeding is like purgatory on earth.

No one knows what Yi Xiao is waiting for.

There seemed to be a hint of anticipation between his brows.

He was carrying Xiao Buyi, and he almost turned most of his body away, looking at the way back.

Golden eyes.

Selucidly through the woods of the Oji Mountains.

Heavy rain falling through the sky.

Passing through all obstacles, he landed on the man in the black robe.

Walked through her white cat mask.

The black-armored iron cavalry came to an abrupt halt, and no reinforcements returned.

The woman in the black robe who was sitting on the back of the horse clenched the pitch-black scabbard in the robe slightly.

Yi Xiao was actually waiting for a sword.

Ren Pingsheng has nine hatreds.

But he had nothing.

He wanted to borrow a sword that would at least be able to confront the Nine Hatreds head-on and not be left behind.

The sword he lacked.

Coincidentally, such a sword is not very far away from the person, she has.

It's just the expression in the white cat's mask, but Yi Xiao can see it clearly.

Some are slightly confused, some are dazed, some are tangled, and some are at a loss.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, and I don't quite look like that decisive and cute girl anymore.

His Highness chuckled softly.

He wrapped Xiao Buyi in a black robe, and gently put Xiao Buyi, who couldn't hold on to fatigue and fell into a deep sleep, on the ground, so that the mud would not stain Xiao Buyi.

Then stretch your body.

Yi Xiao raised his head with a smile and asked at the sky, "Would you like to lend me a sword?"

Tell her that.

The black-robed man in that section of the Daji Mountain Range obviously heard such a sentence.

She bit her lip.

It seemed to throw the lacquer at the sky.

He hesitated for a second.

It was only a second too late.

Outside the city of Liangjia.

A crisp sound.

"Here you go!"

Some people came from thousands of miles away overnight, and finally swept up the head of Liangjia City.

She handed out a sword.

The sword qi burst out from the sleeve, directly collapsing the small half of Liangjia City.

A sword came from the west, and ten thousand ways collapsed.