At this time, Ruoshui no longer looked as lazy as usual. Looking at the corpses of hundreds of Zixiao Sword Riders with some emotion.
Although he is a Taoist soldier with the same reputation as the common people's Xuanlongshi, his personal strength is about the same. But the cavalry battle is so cruel. Once the momentum is broken up, overwhelmed, and defeated, there will be one-sided casualties.
She had followed Xianjun Zong Weiran, and the master who pulled her out of the quagmire was also wise and wise.
But when it comes to the ability to lead hundreds of cavalry into battle, it is far inferior to the current king.
When he was slightly absent-minded, he heard Yongqin still whispering in his ears: "He-he-he didn't. It's impossible. Ming, Mingming is only at the sixth level, how is it possible? It's possible to master the sword's intention, the sword's intention Extremely—"
With a weak smile, he lifted Yongqin's chin from behind, his eyes were pure and innocent: "Why do you seem to be stuttering? You can't hear clearly. Be good, and you must listen to what junior brother says in the future?"
Yongqin's face turned red, but at this moment, for some reason, he couldn't speak smoothly.
Her chest felt like a mountain was turning over, and she recognized it. It was the ultimate level of sword intention and martial arts intention!
Although he is only at the sixth level of strength, his martial arts thoughts have reached a height that Xie An Luoshi and Xuan Ye, whom she admires, can only look up at!
It was even more agile, as if the sword light had its own soul, its own soul.
This is sword channeling! At any time, you can enter the sword soul level!
In mid-air, Zong Shou's silver-scaled wind-stepping beast was still galloping. This time, he rushed towards the thirty thousand cavalry who followed him.
As soon as Fang got closer, he felt countless black arrows coming from all over the sky and covering the ground.
"Wind Control!"
Zong Shou was calm. He led his cavalry and moved slightly to the side, avoiding most of the arrows. Two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind-walking beasts then used their innate magical powers to blow a strong wind around them.
Most of the arrows were blown away before they even got close. The remaining part was also pushed away by the overwhelming momentum of the common people's Xuanlong warriors.
Then the two hundred and forty cavalry stepped down suddenly! Charge into these 30,000 cavalry troops!
There was no need to even use swords, just the impact of these two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind-stepping beasts, trampling the countless knights in front of them who were only second and third level in strength into a pulp!
I saw countless human bodies riding on beasts, and they were knocked out by these silver-scaled wind-walking beasts. Wherever the two-hundred-and-twenty-three-thousand-jin red sword swept across, it was invincible! In this military formation, everyone has embarked on a real "bloody road"!
It's like being in a deserted place! The slightly more powerful ones were immediately killed by Zong Shou and others. The 30,000 cavalry troops here could not stop the 240 ordinary black dragon knights for a moment.
Just a moment later, a seventh-level heavenly martial sect wearing a navy blue Taoist robe finally appeared in front of Zong Shou.
"It's Mu Lingzi!"
Xuan Shu reminded him that this was one of the four seventh-level elite disciples sent by Tai Ling Sect.
Zong Shou nodded, but there was some disappointment on his face. The strength of these seventh-level powerhouses is only average.
I don’t know if it’s because his vision has become too high since he broke through the sword soul level.
Namu Lingzi fled in the army for a while, but when he saw the cavalry behind him, he was still chasing after him, galloping towards him. That powerful force is almost one with heaven and earth, getting faster and faster, and getting closer and closer. Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Mu Lingzi simply stopped running away. In an instant, he became one with the aura of tens of thousands of cavalry here. Countless rays of silver sword light burst out, filling the sky and the earth, and rolled back.
"Taiqing Chengfeng Sword?"
Zong Shou's eyes lit up, and the fighting spirit that had fallen silent exploded again, and the brand new red sword in his hand was slashed out again.
The sword light was flying, and in an instant, it collided with the sword shadow of Mu Lingzi more than dozens of times.
The burst of energy directly spread to all directions and the ground. The strong wind surges within a hundred feet. All the knights whose strength was less than the fourth level rushed away. Some of the internal organs of those with lower cultivation levels were directly shaken to pieces.
The ground was collapsing, and a deep pit hundreds of feet wide appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
It was at the moment when Zong Shou's silver-scaled wind-stepping beast intertwined with Mu Lingzi's figure. The crimson dragon-shaped sword light finally won. Force all the Taiqing Chengfeng Swords away.
Then he struck the wood Lingzi on the head with a sudden 'clang' sound from the sword spine. Knock this seventh-level powerful man out.
"Get it for me!"
Zong Yuan in the back is also sharp-sighted. He stretched out his hand to grab the wood spirit child, and rushed in with his true energy, blocking all the chakras.
Looking in front of me, I saw an empty space, which was about to completely penetrate the 30,000-person cavalry army.
At this moment, a thunderous sound of iron hooves came from the distance.
Zong Shou looked sideways and saw Ji Lingzi of Tailing Sect and the Zixiao Sword Rider who had gathered about three hundred people again and were running madly from a distance.
Zong Shou smiled coldly and did not contact him. Leading the two hundred and forty cavalry behind him, he stepped directly into the formation and bypassed it far away.
In the battle with Namu Lingzi just now, although he was successfully captured, the personnel were not lost. But the damage was still considerable. Dozens of knights behind Zong Shou were more or less injured by the aftermath of the sword energy. A few of them suffered from severe internal injuries and were almost on the verge of death. It was only through the help of the people next to him that he managed to hold on and not fall down.
But if there was another fierce battle like that, it was hard to say how many of these 240 people would be left.
Although he is confident, he can still charge into battle and defeat the enemy. I also want to try Ji Lingzi’s Taiqing Chengfeng Sword. But he was unwilling to sacrifice the lives of these Taoist soldiers behind him.
Soldiers are the land of life and death, the road to survival, and one must not be careless. We must take into account the weather, the right location, and the people.
Among the enemy troops, the favorable location and people were all disadvantageous to him. Only a fool with a dizzy head would bump into them forcefully.
He led the cavalry and took the two hundred and forty silver-scaled wind-walking beasts around for about half a circle. Within a moment, they arrived in front of the thirty thousand cavalry formation again.
At this moment, the hundreds of black dragon knights who had followed Luo Shi and the others and sneaked into Lewu County were also rushing to return. In just a moment, the number of four hundred riders was gathered again.
And the Zixiao Sword Rider behind him. It also followed closely.
At this moment, Zong Shou suddenly stopped and led his four hundred cavalry team to stop on a small hill. His expression was indifferent and condescending, looking down coldly at the three hundred Zixiao Sword Riders.
The latter's breath was suffocated, and the leader Ji Lingzi's face turned livid. It feels like Zong Shou and the four hundred common people Xuanlong warriors at this moment are like goshawks soaring in the blue sky, looking down at their prey.
At this moment, he wished he could just rush over, cut this man into pieces, and behead all these common people's Black Dragon Warriors! But he knew that at this time, the momentum of these four hundred red-armored knights was at its peak! Never take advantage of it.
Not only can’t we fight, we need to retreat! Of the 30,000 cavalrymen, only about 24,000 were left. At this moment, they are retreating slowly and in an orderly manner.
The Zixiao Sword Cavalry also did not dare to be alone, and moved closer to the cavalry formation next to them to support each other.
Until the hundreds of thousands of troops in the city slowly came. A total of 170,000 elites gathered together in one place, and their momentum resumed. Only then did Ji Lingzi let out a sigh of relief.
When about two thousand black-armored knights rushed out of the army, Ji Lingzi's eyes gradually calmed down.
"This is Yuan Jiuchen's Yancheng Iron Cavalry. It is an elite team formed by the King of Han. It is served under Yuan Jiuchen. It is said that its strength has reached innate-"
Listening to the introduction of the mysterious art, Zong Shou was unconvinced and looked towards where the handsome flag was.
With a flash of light in his eyes, he took in everything in the fifty lands. I saw a middle-aged man sitting upright on a fifth-level riding beast with a cold expression.
He recognized this person. He had seen him in the picture before coming. It was Yuan Jiuchen. The position is right in the center of the army, surrounded by countless elites.
Zong Shou sighed slightly and said coldly: "Set up the flag!"
Several knights behind him immediately understood and raised a large flag high. On the crimson flag, embroidered with four large gilded characters - Cang Sheng Xuan Long!
The surrounding Xuan Shu, as well as all the four hundred ordinary Xuan Long warriors, were refreshed and their fighting spirit was even higher.
Ji Lingzi over there was shocked again, knowing that the leader of these common people's Xuanlong warriors was not only unparalleled in the formation, but also had superb martial arts, and was also a master at inspiring morale.
Simply raising the banner of the Cang Sheng Xuan Dragon completely offset the momentum of hundreds of thousands of troops.
At this moment, although he had gathered all the remaining Zixiao Sword Cavalry, he also had two thousand Yancheng Iron Cavalry who were not weak in combat power. There are still 170,000 elite soldiers as the backing, but they are still not even sure that they can win the battle.
"Then Yuan Jiuchen seems to be afraid to fight!"
The person who spoke was a commoner Xuanlong warrior behind Zong Shou. He was at the peak of the sixth level and one of only three hundred knight commanders. At this moment, he was unwilling to curse coldly: "This old dog is actually afraid sometimes!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a roar of laughter from the surrounding area, full of mocking pleasure.
Xuan Shu's expression was solemn: "Original Jiuchen was experienced in using soldiers, but today I'm afraid he won't be able to take it by force."
Zong Shou nodded slightly in recognition. Looking at the military formation, hundreds of thousands of people were arranged in an orderly manner. Some elites were also gathered together to provide support from all directions.
If you want to attack this formation, you must pay a huge price.
He had expected this, but seeing it with his own eyes now, he felt a little regretful. If this person's head could be taken off today, that would be the most gratifying thing and would save countless troubles.
After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou rode the silver-scaled wind-stepping beast down the mountain, led the cavalry, and ran towards the distance in a leisurely manner. The fighter plane has been lost today, and it is useless to keep it any longer.
Ji Lingzi over there felt that the taste in his mouth was extremely complicated. He was extremely unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice but to shout loudly: "Who are you? Do you dare to leave your name?"
All the people in the world were silent, knowing that when Ji Lingzi asked, it would only be Zong Shou.
But Zong Shou didn't even look back and didn't want to answer. But after thinking about it carefully, he still laughed loudly and said: "The common people talk about autumn!"