When the two hundred and forty knights of the Cangsheng Xuanlong rushed out, almost all the seventh-level experts in the east of Lewu City were immediately alarmed.
Xuan Ye was happy at first, and then frowned again. There are at least eight seventh-level elites in Lewu City, worth more than 150,000 people.
There are more than two hundred people, a heavenly martial artist, even if Tan Qiu's two spiritual pets are added, it probably won't help.
The tied Yongqin looked relieved, but also looked worried. After all, he still knew that compared to the hundreds of thousands of troops, these two hundred cavalry were simply insignificant.
But at this moment, Ruoshui held her in his arms and still stayed on the hill. He had not participated in the charge and could only watch anxiously.
Tai Lingzi over there also noticed the movement thousands of feet away.
"It turns out there are still ambushes here, and it seems that the elite detective cavalry under Yuan Jiuchen are not that good either. But are these people looking for death?"
At this moment, he was mostly laughing. Even after the pursuit was dispersed, he still commanded 450 Zixiao sword riders and 200 Qingyuan warriors. With three enemies against one, where can the other side make a move
Even if it came unexpectedly and caught them off guard and gave them a slight advantage, they still wouldn't be able to win.
Just to die -
With a certain thought in mind, Tai Lingzi grabbed the reins and forced the purple-winged lizard to turn around.
The four hundred and fifty purple-armored knights behind him were all the same, turning around easily. The riding skills of the two hundred Qingyuan warriors were slightly worse, but they could turn around within three breaths in time.
More than 600 knights were in full force. Heading towards the original enemy on the side, he rushed away!
Before the confrontation, Tai Lingzi guided the spiritual masters behind, and a huge wave of ice arrows was directed at the two hundred and forty riding black dragon warriors!
What followed was a mighty sword light that shot straight into the sky, rising from the cavalry.
The color is deep purple and the sword light is sharp. It is the Tailing Sect’s Taoist inheritance—Tailing Zixiao Sword!
A cold smile appeared on the corners of Tai Lingzi's lips. This blow was enough to kill all the evil spirits in the world!
At this moment, Ji Lingzi, who was standing in the sky above, also had a cold look on his face.
His opponent at the moment is Xie An.
In his opinion, the battle situation below was completely without any suspense. With three enemies against one, unless he is an unparalleled general with superb martial arts, there is no chance of winning in this world.
The same goes for the person in front of him. Although the sword energy was flowing horizontally, the majestic martial arts thoughts continued to clash with his sword without losing any force, seemingly at a stalemate with him. But he was just holding on for dear life, and he was almost at the end of his strength. In just half a quarter of an hour, he can make the most outstanding martial arts genius in the world die here!
In this confrontation between Tailing Sect and Cangsheng Dao, their Tailing Sect still won a great victory!
But just a moment later, Ji Lingzi's color suddenly changed.
"Huh? No! This is the ultimate sword power, almost psychic. Senior brother Tai Lingzi—"
For a moment, Ji Lingzi had no intention of paying attention to Xie An anymore. Ji Lingzi opened his eyes wide and looked down.
Sitting on the back of the fifth-level silver-scaled wind-walking beast, Zong Shou's figure was galloping along with his mount, swaying rhythmically.
Both hands held a huge red sword the size of a door panel in their hands, and the body began to stimulate the Xuanlong mind of the common people Xuanlongshi. The aura around his body was permeating the air, and it was actually faintly forming small and constantly changing auras around him, which were connected with the more than two hundred common people Xuanlong warriors behind him, as if they were hundreds of people, merged into one.
The so-called black means black with red. It means black and red dragon, and it is also a type of fire dragon. It was exactly consistent with one of the nine true dragon sword intentions that he had learned not long ago.
Zong Shou's performance at this moment was not at all awkward. Behind him was the roar of the dragon shadow, which greatly increased the momentum of the two hundred and forty knights riding the Black Dragon.
With murderous thoughts surging, Zong Shou felt that the long-lost warm blood in his body was burning like crazy, and his fighting spirit surged.
Tai Ling Zi Xiao Sword? Just want to learn!
With a casual wave of the giant sword in his hand, he swung away all the rain of black ice arrows.
Then he swung out another sword, and all the inner breath, energy, blood, and even thoughts of more than two hundred people were merged into one place by him at this moment. Transform into a black and red fire sword and charge forward!
Compared with the vast purple sword light, it seems to be weak and not worth mentioning.
But when the two sword shadows collided, the latter collapsed first!
Following the roaring sound like a mountain shaking and the earth shaking, the sword light condensed by the Tailing Zixiao Sword was forcibly cut open in the middle by the fiery sword shadow like a broken bamboo.
Tai Lingzi also felt something was wrong at the first moment of the confrontation, "—This is the ultimate sword intention? It's more than that! This person is even more unparalleled in the formation, how could it be possible—"
The concentration and graceful movement of the sword were ten times better than his! The angle he chose was also the most vulnerable point of the formation behind him.
Especially the leader of these common people's Xuanlong warriors, whose strength seems to be only at the seventh level, can freely mobilize the true energy and sword power of more than 200 people, and has mastered the ultimate sword intention, like the most sharp swordsman. The blade of the blade stabbed. It seems that no one can take care of it, and nothing can be broken into pieces!
-Who is this person? Why have I never heard of it before
After being distracted for a moment, Tai Lingzi recovered. The situation at this time was already extremely dangerous.
After almost exerting all his strength, Tai Lingzi gathered a Zixiao sword force again and swept out!
He is even more tyrannical, domineering, and full of despair for life!
But just as the sword shadow was halfway there, the young knight on the other side heard a cold shout.
"Sword of the Flame Dragon, kill!"
The vast fiery sword light suddenly transformed into a dragon. It seemed like a real fire dragon, meandering in the wilderness, and with an understatement, it smashed the last resistance of Tai Lingzi.
The red giant sword swung towards him. In the blink of an eye, this seventh-level elite disciple of the Tailing Sect was killed into dozens of pieces of meat!
The sword shadow waved again, cooperating with Zong Yuan who was guarding him. The other leader of the Zixiao Sword Rider has two sections of body and head!
And the two hundred and forty knights riding the Mysterious Dragon, almost intact, rushed into the front, among the hundreds of cavalry whose momentum was declining sharply.
The silver-scaled wind-walking beast galloped, and countless clanging sounds of armor and metal colliding were heard.
Two hundred red swords danced in unison, like cutting wheat, invincible, sweeping off a person's head and pieces of his body!
When the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors completely penetrated the formation of the Zixiao Sword Cavalry and the Qingyuan Warriors, of the six hundred and fifty people, only about thirty people on the edge were left, and they were extremely lucky to survive. , and above the ground, there were more than six hundred mutilated corpses, all of the sixth level, with their eyes wide open as if they were dead, and behind Zong Shou, among the two hundred and forty riders, there was not a few , but some people have injuries of varying sizes. But no one paid attention, they were all excited and full of fighting spirit.
Along with Zong Shou, he pointed his sword into the sky and let out an angry roar.
"Xuanlong is invincible, kill!"
The momentum was so high that it seemed to surge more than ten times in an instant, causing everyone within dozens of miles to look sideways and look at it in astonishment.
Zong Shou casually swung the giant sword in his hand and shook off the chopped piece of flesh. Then he suddenly pinched the belly of the riding beast under his feet, causing the fifth-level silver-scaled wind-walking beast under him to suddenly be enveloped by a violent wind.
"Windwalker!"
As Zong Shou's figure rushed up, the two hundred and forty knights riding the black dragon also flew up and rushed into the air.
The spiritual master accompanying the team also recited the spiritual formula again. Spiritual spells were fired one after another, but this time, they were blessed on those spiritual beasts.
Pairs of transparent air wings spread out, making the figures of the silver-scaled wind-walking beasts even lighter.
Although it was in the air, the four iron hooves of the riding beast crushed the wind and clouds, still running like thunder.
There were only more than two hundred horses, but they seemed to be a force of thousands of horses, rushing towards Xuan Ye from a distance. In just a few breaths, they were already approaching. The two people besieging Xuan Ye were one of them, Long Lingzi from Tailing Sect, and the other was a seventh-level strongman from the Great Shang Army.
The two of them struck in unison almost immediately. One sword after another was cut from the air, trying to resist.
Zong Shou snorted coldly, and the red flame-colored sword shadow shone in the sky once again, majestic and majestic.
There was another explosion in the void. In an instant, all the powerful swords that could cut through mountains and rivers were shattered!
The sword light also transformed into a dragon again, and with a single movement, blood rained down in the sky.
The seventh-level Xuanwu Grandmaster in the army had almost no resistance and was chopped into pieces by hundreds of red giant swords.
Long Lingzi's face was ashen and he subconsciously wanted to escape. With a full sword strike, he forced the Xuan Ye that was entangled around him away and flew away.
Zong Shou narrowed his eyes slightly and threw the sword in his hand violently. The red sword light penetrated hundreds of feet in one sixtieth of a breath, completely piercing Long Lingzi's body! The figure could no longer maintain its shape and fell suddenly downwards.
Zong Shou also let out a cold shout again!
"Get it for me!"
The Xuan Shu smiled, casually threw out a giant net, covered the Dragon Spirit Son from afar, and caught it.
Xuan Ye, on the other hand, was already frozen in place, staring blankly at the scene in front of him. Zong Shou paid no attention to this woman and turned his attention to Ji Lingzi.
At this time, the three remaining seventh-level warriors in the air no longer dared to continue the pursuit and retreated quickly. They all moved closer to the tens of thousands of cavalry who had just rushed out of Lewu City.
The remaining Zixiao Sword Riders who had dispersed also tried their best to run back, fearing that they would be left alone.
At this moment, not only Xuan Ye, but almost everyone on the entire battlefield looked at the arrogant crimson cavalry with disbelief.
"—This, this, what about Tan Qiu? How, how is it possible—"
On the way down the mountain, the rope on Yongqin's body had been untied. At this point she no longer had to struggle or struggle.
He was pointing at the sky with his tender fingers that kept trembling.
Is this talking about autumn
Tan Qiu, whom she thought was despicable, cowardly and incompetent, and who only relied on his teacher's protection to occupy the position of chief of the Commons Academy