Yucheng, on the battlements beacon tower. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nearly 1,000 soldiers were stubborn and stubborn, and the open fire was stubborn, dispelling the last trace of darkness before the dawn of Yucheng.

In front of the moat, the gates of the city were opened.

More than 100 horsemen led by Xuanjia giants rode horses and traveled slowly, and tens of thousands of ragged people rushed towards Yucheng under the drive of more than 100 iron horses.

The Xuanjia man looked at these more than 10,000 refugees who were panicked like lost dogs, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and his eyes surged with fierce light.

The war is just around the corner, but his own family is entangled in such pickled and mundane things, and he has nothing to do with the war.

It's just that...

Dahan was patient, pretending to be respectful, and smiled at the scholar beside him: "Yunzun, everything is done, only Mr. Dongfeng Er." ”

This scholar who was called Yunzun, wearing a scarf and a plain white Confucian robe, hunted in the wind, and glanced at the firelight in the northwest sky, and smiled as the feather fan shook lightly.

"Counting the time, it's about the same. ”

When the Xuanjia man heard this, the boulder in his chest fell to the ground in vain, and he laughed loudly.

When the more than 10,000 refugees all disappeared into the open gate of Yucheng Cave, the big man pulled out the sword at his waist with a "Qiang", a hideous smile appeared on his face, and he raised his arms to the sky and shouted.

"The wind rises—"

In an instant, more than 100 horsemen behind him also galloped away in all directions with the chanting of the giant.

"The wind rises—"

"The wind rises—"

The loud shouting sound spread from the direction of Yucheng along the northwest.

meanwhile

Ninety miles northwest of Yucheng, a sound of "wind rising" from far and near.

In just half a pillar of incense, the faintly audible voice has already been noisy. With these chantings, a little fire rose from the direction of Yucheng, and in an instant, it had rushed to the sky. A moment later, countless fires on the snow-covered Northwest Plains were like rain, and the flames were in the sky.

Before the Bijia man rode his horse and rode more than 10,000 heavy armor iron horses, his eyes were cold as he watched the fire and rain pouring down from the sky, swinging thousands of piles of snow.

As far as the eye can see, the ice and snow melt and the water vapor rises.

For a moment, beyond the horizon, a flash of blood appeared, followed by the dull and orderly sound of footsteps.

"A foot soldier is a foot soldier, how can you fight against the iron horse? The heavy snow in the northwest of Yucheng is melting, and the time and place are favorable, hum!"

With a cold snort, the bijia big man's hideous smile was full of disdain, and the three-bladed giant halberd in his hand stabbed to the northwest in vain, and his real arm shouted: "The wind rises!"

The next moment, the horses neighed and the earth trembled.

Countless heavily armored iron riders turned into a pitch-black torrent in vain, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, and roared towards the blood that suddenly appeared in the distance.

More than ten miles away, before the Blood Float.

The 20,000 greedy wolf killing soldiers who had begun to take shape were sharply reduced by two percent, and the twelve shocking cloud guards were also missing.

Yun Wubei took the lead, the winged giant tiger and Yun Wuji stood behind, the blood-colored banner was waving in the wind, and the thick murderous aura raged.

For the heavy armor iron horse, ten miles away, it is just a moment.

The moment the earth trembled violently, a torrent of steel came with a suffocating oppression in the midst of the flames in the sky. In the midst of the hurricane, a spear with a cold glow lurked behind the torrent, like a terrifying roaring ancient beast.

The sky roars, and the earth trembles!

At this moment, the winged giant tiger was restless, roaring in a low voice, and Yun Wubei put down the war horse in his crotch, and his hooves were raised high, neighing endlessly.

For the first time in my life, I faced such a terrifying torrent of iron horses, and the incomparable shock mixed with a touch of horror came to my heart.

The divine thought was released, and through the heavy beacon fire, Yun Wubei's gaze fell on the big man in the blue armor in the distance. And the playful disdain between this person's eyebrows came to the sky in an instant, touching Yun Wubei's swaying heart.

Between the cold hands and feet, the inky blue blade rose into the sky, and the evil force around his body instantly enveloped the 20,000 blood floating slaughter.

"Bloody Slaughter, Kill!"

After a loud shout, the rolling killing intent was like thunder.

The horror of the 20,000 Blood Floating Slaughter gradually weakened, and layers of white light as thin as cicada wings suddenly appeared around the soldiers, and the fear in their eyes was replaced by a frenzy.

Above the back of the tiger, among the golden armor.

Yun Wuji's eyes suddenly turned red at the same moment, and under the coercion of the power that seemed to be the sky falling apart, the anger in his chest exploded.

The big knife on his waist suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the pure method of building the foundation realm came out through his body, accompanied by the roar of the giant tiger with wings under his crotch, Yun Wu shouted loudly.

"If you don't even have the courage to face these more than 10,000 iron horsemen, how can you crisscross the land of Qingbei, and why do you make the name of 'Blood Floating Massacre' crown the world!"

The sound of scorching and fiery shouting sounded at once, and in an instant, among the 20,000 blood floating slaughter, one after another hoarse shouts arose.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A moment later, the earth shook violently, and a deafening roar came, rolling up the snow on the ground and sweeping away the mist. In the midst of a flash of cold light, the torrent of iron horses roared and slammed into the Blood Floating Massacre.

Blood flashed, and screams erupted.

Yun Wubei was in front of him, and the inky green front rose in the wind, and the beard turned into a black light three feet long, and the dozens of oncoming horses were shattered between the rolls. On the left and right sides of his body, a steady stream of iron horses passed by, and even though they were split in two, the thick blood was accompanied by the rain of fire and fire, sprinkling the crimson all over the ground.

In the sea of knowledge, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou natal talisman is inside.

Twenty thousand white lights flickered endlessly, but after a few breaths, they were sharply reduced by two percent again, but the white light that was originally absent quickly became heavy in a short period of time.

Swing your sword and slash three more times.

Yun Wubei's heart was dripping blood, and his eyes were blood-red.

The aura hidden in his chest suddenly exploded, and the ink-colored Qingfeng in his hand was ready to rush to the sky, and the drizzle of the Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword and Bamboo was ready to go.

At this moment, the old demon Qingdai in the sea of knowledge suddenly spoke, "The star lord is angry, and the greedy wolf kills the soldiers of the Dao for slaughter, this is fate!

The spotted bamboo drizzle sword in his hand stagnated slightly, and Yun Wubei swept the three zhang square circle in front of him with a sword, and blood splashed everywhere.

Then I looked back and saw that in the Shura field behind me, there were corpses everywhere.

The momentum of more than 10,000 heavily armored iron horsemen was as fast as wind and fire, and after the fall of nearly 2,000 people in the Blood Floating Slaughter, the momentum was sharply reduced, and it had been completely intercepted, as if it had fallen into an endless quagmire.

The cold light flickered, and the spear stabbed above the milky white light mask of the Blood Floating Slaughterer. In an instant, sparks flashed on the light mask, and the spear could not enter an inch, and then the soldiers of the Blood Floating Slaughter waved their heads with a cruel smile on their faces, all in one go.

At the same time, after a convulsion of the heavily armored cavalry that had fallen from the horse, a black mist visible to the naked eye floated around the corpse, and in an instant, it burrowed into the body of the blood floating slaughterer.

The originally fluttering white light mask also became thicker and heavier at this moment.

At the front of the queue, Yun Wubei's eyes narrowed.

The sword light in his hand continued, sweeping away the gaps of several zhang squares. In his divine perception, with the continuous slaughter, the cultivation of the Blood Floating Slaughter Soldier was rapidly rising, and the white light shield around him became more and more tenacious.

"I see, wonderful!"

Chang Song took a bite, Yun Wubei waved his sleeves to brush away the blood stumps that splashed in, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and then the vicious clouds outside the Greedy Wolf Palace, at this moment, raged and rolled, and continuously injected into the Xuanling Beidou Natal Talisman of the Sea Taishang.

Almost at the same moment, on the battlefield, the soldiers of the Blood Floating Slaughter Greedy Wolf Killing Dao were suddenly dyed with a layer of rich pitch-black power, and within a radius of more than ten miles, the yin wind rose in all directions, turning into a long ink-colored dragon, swimming in the air, opening teeth and dancing claws.

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Ninety miles away from the battlefield, Yucheng, the throat of the south.

The sky-high beacon fire stained the heavy snow covering the city, dyeing a layer of fiery red.

The huge Yu city is closed everywhere, and there are few people. On the towering city walls, nearly a thousand soldiers looked panicked or full of excitement, looking to the northwest.

In the city of Jie's mansion, the lights are bright.

Bypassing a landscaped snow lake, a rather elegant pavilion comes into view.

There is a table and three chairs in the pavilion, and the incense mist on the stone table is scattered, scattered outside the pavilion, between the ice and snow.

"Break the enemy chief in the wind and snow, when you float a big white, Yun Zun, please!"

The scholar smiled indifferently, drank the wine in the cup, and said with a leisurely smile: "The 30,000 Fengyang troops will not move, and the land in the south should be respected by your mansion." The tigers and leopards of the Jingbian Hou Mansion have no time to ride south, and the clan is not monolithic, and there is a lot to be done to solve the brother. ”

In the wind and snow, in the pavilion, between the staggered plans, the sound of laughter and conversation lingered in the banquet, echoing endlessly.

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