"Poof"

It was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground, just as it had been at the beginning.

Luo Qian, a well-known young master on the march in prison, finally fell here, just like several of his companions.

The audience was silent.

This was followed by the shouts of the people on the burning side like a tsunami.

The hearts of the people on the side of the prison march have completely collapsed, and the people who had been gathered were about to flee in all directions in dozens of waves.

On the top of the mountain not far away, several strong men of the prison march were about to stand up and go to the top of Hongjing Mountain to reunite people's hearts. But this time, Chen Tengyao suddenly turned back, and as a member of the prison marching army, he colluded with the strong men of the Fire Army, entangled and dragged them by the hands and feet, just not letting them leave.

No matter how these people shouted and scolded, Chen Tengyao didn't fight with them, they just pestered them and smiled, like watching a group of crazy monkeys.

When the crowd of people marching to the prison dispersed, and the people cheered, they collectively slaughtered the scattered prison marchers.

The prison marching side, which had long lost its fighting spirit, was crushed under the collective bombardment of the burning side like a rainbow.

Soon, the originally bright red world was rendered purple.

After leaving behind the corpses on the ground, the remnants of the collapsed prison marching side poured into the depths of the prison, never daring to rise again.

The crowd on the burning side gathered together to celebrate this grand and rare victory.

In the battle just now, the prison marching side suffered heavy losses, and the burning side miraculously lost less than ten people.

"Hey, your name is Liu Xin, aren't you? You're so powerful, why haven't I heard of you before?" The girl in Tsing Yi who led the scolding before walked over and asked Zhang Baijian delicately.

Zhang Baijian said: "I just joined the Fire Burning Army not long ago, and I am still in the assessment period. ”

The girl smiled and said: "I didn't expect it to be a newcomer, I will cover you in the future, what is there to report my name, my name is Qin Qing, you can call me Xiaoqing Qingqing" The girl seemed to be exceptionally familiar and grinning.

"Liu Xin, you have to be careful," Qin Qing suddenly said solemnly.

looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously.

Qin Qing said with a straight face: "The people you dealt with just now are except for Luo Qian. The rest, to be honest, are not really characters in the Prison March. Today, because of you, the Prison March was defeated, and many people died. They won't give up. They'll come back to you again."

"Oh, then why didn't they show up today?" asked Zhang Baijian. What he meant was not that he didn't believe Qin Qing's words, but that he was a little regretful, why didn't the prison marching master in Qin Qing's mouth appear today, the previous opponent did not test his true strength.

Qin Qing was stunned. Then he said: "They came today, but they were stopped by my eldest brother and a few of our burning masters, and they didn't appear here." ”

There is one sentence that Qin Qing didn't say, that is, according to the development of the situation, Luo Qian should not have appeared here in the first place. But I don't know why it appeared, Qin Qing couldn't see through it.

However, although he couldn't see through it, Qin Qing wouldn't say it stupidly. Although she has a bit of a big personality, after all, she comes from a big family and has a lot of things. She still knew it in her heart.

"Then, thank you for reminding me, I'll be careful," Zhang Baijian said to Qin Qing. The tone is polite and distant.

Qin Qing smiled at Zhang Baijian, then turned around and left, walking towards the shouting crowd. The crowd there, who had just won a big victory, was about to hold a grand celebration.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and everyone felt that their vests were cold, and the originally cheerful scene quieted down for a while.

An emaciated figure slowly walked over and walked towards Zhang Baijian, with a sharp sword aura and a sense of oppression that made people breathe sluggishly.

His eyes looked at Zhang Baijian coldly. The man, who was wrapped in fierce sword qi, squinted his eyes and said coldly to Zhang Baijian, "You are Liu Xin?"

Zhang Baijian raised his eyebrows, the person in front of him, he had a relationship.

This person seems to be called Fengyun Wushuang.

The figure of the storm and frost can actually be regarded as tall. It's just that he's very thin, which makes him not so tall, and his thinness is not the kind of skinny thinness, but a sharp, mountain-like thinness, like a long sword. Or rather, a kind of symmetry.

As soon as this person appeared, he could naturally attract everyone's attention, and it seemed that the protagonist had also changed from the original Zhang Baijian to his head. This kind of fierce and very strong atmosphere, no one dares to underestimate it anywhere.

Qin Qing looked at Fengyun Wushuang with a pale face, she already knew that there would be a follow-up chapter for today's events. But she never thought that it would be him who would follow, this person who is more powerful than her eldest brother Qin Wei, except for Chen Tengyao of the Chen family, she has never heard of any younger generation who can compare to him.

"Why are you here?" Qin Qing asked cautiously, no longer babbling from before.

As if he understood what Qin Qing was asking, Fengyun Wushuang replied unexpectedly: "Chen Tengyao owes me a favor, so he must let me come over"

As he spoke, Fengyun Wushuang turned his face to Zhang Baijian, stared at Zhang Baijian and asked, "You are Liu Xin?"

That's right, it's impossible for Fengyun Wushuang not to know Zhang Baijian. But he deliberately asked like this, this is a kind of momentum oppression, no matter whether Zhang Baidao answers or not, he will fall into the upper hand in momentum.

"Who are you?" Zhang Baijian looked at the man surrounded by sword qi in front of him, and completely disintegrated the language offensive of the wind and clouds. Since you are crazy, you are proud. Then I will be more crazy and proud than you.

Both of them understand who the other is and how powerful the other is.

It is precisely because of this that they all pretend not to know each other.

"Fengyun Wushuang, I will borrow your head today, you should feel honored" Fengyun Wushuang's voice was cold and arrogant, talking about taking Zhang Baidao's head, saying so naturally, so domineering and unreasonable.

Zhang Baijian stared at the twin swords on Fengyun Wushuang's waist, and chuckled: "A set of dual swords, both of them are of the sixth order? ”

"Bold" Zhang Baijian's words undoubtedly angered Feng Yunshuang.

For a true swordsman, the sword is more important than their life, and if Zhang Baijian ridiculed him, he might not have reacted at all. But Zhang Baijian said that he wanted to cut off his double swords, and Fengyun Wushuang couldn't help but be angry.

As soon as he was angry, the sword qi in his body turned into a cold wind and snow, and he rolled towards Zhang Baijian with boundless anger. In this scorching heat, this kind of cold seemed to be enough to freeze everything, and even more so cold.

Zhang Baijian slowly showed the Hundred Battle Sword, and there was a trace of fierceness and urgency like thunder hidden in the scorching heat and calmness of the momentum, complex and changeable but very pure.

At this moment, the wind and clouds were also solemn.

"Your sword is very good," said Storm Frost. The tone is sincere, but more arrogant. He praised Zhang Baijian's sword, not Zhang Baijian's person, which was more irritating than insulting.

Zhang Baijian also looked at the wind and clouds coldly.

"You've got too many swords"

Yes, the only way of the sword, focusing on one, and Fengyun Wushuang has two swords, which is indeed too much.

"My sword, you don't understand," replied in a cold and serious manner.

Zhang Baijian also replied: "My sword, you don't understand it either"

Fengyun Wushuang nodded, and suddenly pulled out the double swords on his waist, if anyone who was familiar with Fengyun Wushuang knew, he rarely drew the double swords at the same time. Now he drew his two swords at the same time, proving that he actually valued Zhang Baijian as an opponent.

An icy sword, emitting an intoxicating halo in the mist.

Those who watched the battle all looked at the three long swords in the hands of the two of them, and snorted. Many people even looked at Zhang Baijian with strange eyes.

Sixth-order magic weapons are already extremely rare, and they are naturally eye-catching.

At the same time, three sixth-order magic weapons appeared, and they were all excellent sword weapons, which were naturally more eye-catching. To be continued