Li Juexian took the wine bottle thrown by Dongfang Jie, but he didn't raise his head to drink, first, the wine in the jar was too spicy and not to his taste, and second, although the person in front of him was strong, he didn't want to drink with the other party.

There are not many people in this world who are qualified to drink with him.

Dongfang Jie leaned against a stone wall, holding the sword in his arms, and looked at the frowning young man holding a knife and wine on the opposite side with a smile. At this moment, they only have each other in their eyes.

Although the world is very chaotic, but the law of Liyang for a hundred years, dead people, after all, it is not a trivial matter, after a while, there was a servant with a knife frowned and walked over, seeing that the murderer was so bold and rampant that he still stayed here and did not leave, he did not dare to step forward for a while.

After all, the black giant blade in Li Juexian's hand was too bluffing, and besides, they heard that the people who died had also suffered an unwarranted disaster, and they were killed by this man's slow backwards, which was really a little weird.

Dongfang Jie was not in a hurry at all, he knew that thousands of miles away, there were countless people dying there.

......

Tiger Prison Pass

The scorching sun scorched the walls of the tiger prison, and sweat dripped to the ground, and the next moment, there was a snorting sound, turning into white steam and rising to the sky.

The weather was extremely hot.

The defenders on the city walls were also dry mouths and dizzy.

It's just that they looked at the barbarian cavalry in front of them with no end in sight, their legs were swinging, and they couldn't calm down, and they even forgot all about this scorching dryness.

Several people tried to escape, but they were all cut off by the veterans who oversaw the war, and before the battle began, the walls were stained with blood, which was not a good sign.

But in the end, the armored soldiers remained.

The five-zhang high city wall, after all, is still a city wall, the barbarians are mostly cavalry, there is no kind of war horse in the world that can jump so high, maybe it can also be guarded, and ...... From time to time, some soldiers looked at the white robe in the center of the city wall.

Li Wenshuo stood on the arrow stack, standing in front of everyone, his face was cold and unchanged, looking down at the many cavalry below, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

The cavalry of the barbarians was slowly pulling out of formation, except for the sound of the horse's hooves vibrating, nothing else could be heard in heaven and earth, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Ulan Baatar rode on war horses with a few people, and in the rear of the military formation, he did not immediately sweep the formation, and from time to time there were light scouts planting small green flags around the Tiger Prison Pass. This is the rule of the grassland, and few people in the Central Plains know about it.

Ulan Baatar didn't want to say that the reason why he did this was to show his cavalry, and the order flag represented that after entering the city, he would not seal the sword and kill until there was no living thing.

The sun has set slightly in the west.

Ulan Baatar waved his hand, and the dull sound of the bone flute sounded, and a muffled thunder suddenly exploded between the heavens and the earth, it was not thunder, but the roar of the barbarian cavalry, and the roar of 60,000 people merged into one, which was moving.

At the same time, bows and arrows rose into the air, and dark golden light rose against the sky. The next moment, the sky became dark, and the feathered arrows covered the sky and the sun, like dense clouds, with a whining whistle.

Zheng!

At this moment, a clear sword roar resounded between heaven and earth.

Li Wenshuo only swung his sword, and there were many feather arrows in the sky, all of which broke from the middle and fell from the sky like raindrops. After this sword, Li Wenshuo did not stop, and swooped down like a big bird.

At this moment, there is a woman in a white dress and a white skirt on the city wall, standing quietly at the head of the city, full of heroism and murderous spirit, which really gives the soldiers in the city a lot of courage.

Even women can step on the battlefield, and they, gentlemen, can't be too embarrassed.

Li Wenshuo landed straight in front of the city gate, did not stand there to defend the city gate, but raised his sword and lowered his body, and rushed forward, the speed of the forward rush was not fast, but it was also more than the galloping horse, and in only two breaths, he rushed into the enemy formation.

The sky was littered with arrows, huge stones and oil were pushed down from the walls, and the barbarian warriors who rushed to the city were constantly struggling to erect ladders.

The main thing that kills the enemy on the battlefield is the barbarian rangers, especially good at riding and shooting, constantly suppressing the soldiers on the city wall with arrows such as forests, and still has a great accuracy across the distance of dozens of zhang, and many people are killed by feather arrows as soon as they show their heads.

And the real siege of the city is the knights who dismount and fight on foot, they carry huge shields, a team of several people, divided into three huge phalanxes of 5,000 people, carrying ladders and enemy feather arrows, and rush straight to the city wall, after all, in the siege war, war horses do not have much effect.

But no one could climb the tower.

Luo Jiuyi didn't act rashly, her task was to guard the city wall, but she just kept using internal force to remotely cut off the arrows in the air and destroy the cloud ladder on the city wall, with her cultivation, there was no difficulty in doing these things well.

But the enemy cavalry was divided into several groups and took turns to release arrows, and every time she struck, she also needed to return to luck, not without gaps, and there were always some feathered arrows landing on the city wall.

The real eye-catcher at this moment is Li Wenshuo.

He entered the battle alone, facing countless Xueliang scimitars, knight spears, with a long sword in his hand, as if entering a no-man's land, where he passed, countless knights fell off their horses, blood flew sideways, and was turned into blood mud by the ensuing war horse tower.

Among the black cavalry, a white robe is particularly conspicuous.

No one could stop him at all, he was like a sharp sword, straight into the enemy's formation, advancing straight towards the enemy camp at a constant speed, feathered arrows in front, but could not break his protective qi at all.

From time to time, he drew his sword.

Every time the sword goes out, the sword light flies, and it can always clear a large blood-colored clearing in front of him. He swept over the clearing, and then drew his sword, and the person in front of him fell again, whether it was black thorn iron armor or thick iron heavy armor, it was all broken by a sword, and so on, it made him really break into the enemy camp!

And in this process, Li Wenshuo also noticed that the one who died under his sword was only in the Xianfeng realm at most, and there were not many, but he was originally the leader of the cavalry.

None of the real masters made a move.

He doesn't care, even if they make a move, the consequences may not be any different, among the 60,000 people, the only one who is really in his eyes is Ulan Baatar who can fight.

In the distance he had advanced, he had killed no less than a few hundred people, and with his physical strength and speed of regaining qi, it was not impossible for him to continue to kill like this.

The white-robed swordsman had one person and one sword, and he first chiseled through the formation and went deep into the hinterland of the barbarian army, leaving a sea of blood behind him. With the vajra physique, the body is strong, there is no worries at all, let go of his hands and feet, and when there is no one in front of him, there are no less than 1,800 dead riders under his hands.

With a green sword in his hand, he wielded it like a dry branch, blood and water gushed like a spring, and his qi was like a swimming dragon, and he crashed straight away in the barbarian army, and he had the courage to take the head of the general in the army.

There was no general in front of him, only a dog-headed military division in Luo Jiuyi's mouth, sitting upright on a horse.

And he came with a sword and blood!

Ulan Baatar did not dismount, and there was not even a performance to fight.

He only bent his fingers slightly, flicked on an ebony pole in front of him, and the crisp sound passed through the army and into the eardrums. The sky changed suddenly, and there was endless blood qi rising against the sky, condensing into a blood cloud, containing residual thunder rolling and falling down.

Countless horses were frightened, and people stood up.

Previously, Li Wenshuo borrowed the power of heaven and earth to kill more than 10,000 of his cavalry, and he also used his color, borrowed the main array of blood and qi, and killed this Li Wenshuo in the same way as the high priest of the Golden Horde, and in the unique way of barbarian priests.

One report and one report, he also knows a little bit of the truth of the Central Plains.

"Die!"

The two barbarian priests who pressed the assistant on the side shouted fiercely, and dozens of barbarian priests wrapped in black robes behind them knelt on the ground, their faces covered with blood, and they sacrificed themselves to boost the power of the formation.

The clouds were more bloody, and the thunder was louder.

He also felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth here, and on the city wall in the distance, Luo Jiuyi, who had already killed hundreds of people, frowned slightly, glared angrily, and shouted coldly: "The barbarian thief dares!"

Hearing this, the faces of several barbarian generals became even more hideous.

However, in the next moment, all these hideous things turned into some kind of consternation.

Under the suppression of the blood cloud, a sword soared into the sky!

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Summary of this chapter Li Juexian took the wine bottle thrown by Dongfang Jie, but he didn't raise his head to drink, first, the wine in the jar was too spicy and not to his taste, and second, although the person in front of him was strong, he didn't want to drink with the other party.

There are not many people in this world who are qualified to drink with him.

Dongfang Jie leaned against a stone wall, holding the sword in his arms, and looked at the frowning young man holding a knife and wine on the opposite side with a smile. At this moment, they only have each other in their eyes.

Although the world is very chaotic, but the law of Liyang for a hundred years, dead people, after all, it is not a trivial matter, after a while, there was a servant with a knife frowned and walked over, seeing that the murderer was so bold and rampant that he still stayed here and did not leave, he did not dare to step forward for a while.

After all, the black giant blade in Li Juexian's hand was too bluffing, and besides, they heard that the people who died had also suffered an unwarranted disaster, and they were killed by this man's slow backwards, which was really a little weird.

Dongfang Jie was not in a hurry at all, he knew that thousands of miles away, there were countless people dying there.

......

Tiger Prison Pass

The scorching sun scorched the walls of the tiger prison, and sweat dripped to the ground, and the next moment, there was a snorting sound, turning into white steam and rising to the sky.

The weather was extremely hot.

The defenders on the city walls were also dry mouths and dizzy.

It's just that they looked at the barbarian cavalry in front of them with no end in sight, their legs were swinging, and they couldn't calm down, and they even forgot all about this scorching dryness.

Several people tried to escape, but they were all cut off by the veterans who oversaw the war, and before the battle began, the walls were stained with blood, which was not a good sign.

But in the end, the armored soldiers remained.

The five-zhang high city wall, after all, is still a city wall, the barbarians are mostly cavalry, there is no kind of war horse in the world that can jump so high, maybe it can also be guarded, and ...... From time to time, some soldiers looked at the white robe in the center of the city wall.

Li Wenshuo stood on the arrow stack, standing in front of everyone, his face was cold and unchanged, looking down at the many cavalry below, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

The cavalry of the barbarians was slowly pulling out of formation, except for the sound of the horse's hooves vibrating, nothing else could be heard in heaven and earth, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Ulan Baatar rode on war horses with a few people, and in the rear of the military formation, he did not immediately sweep the formation, and from time to time there were light scouts planting small green flags around the Tiger Prison Pass. This is the rule of the grassland, and few people in the Central Plains know about it.

Ulan Baatar didn't want to say that the reason why he did this was to show his cavalry, and the order flag represented that after entering the city, he would not seal the sword and kill until there was no living thing.

The sun has set slightly in the west.

Ulan Batel waved his hand, and the dull sound of the bone flute sounded, and a muffled thunder suddenly exploded between the heavens and the earth, it was not thunder, but the roar of the barbarian cavalry, and the roar of 60,000 people merged into one and moved