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The army lined up on the red plain, Gu Yanying with silver armor and white horse, calmly commanded in the center.
Li Qingshan walked in front of everyone. The setting sun pulled his shadow very long and cast it in the direction of Pegasus City. Unlike other warriors, he wore a heavy black armor, a horned helmet on his head, and his hands. The mixed-iron flagpole, which alone weighs more than a thousand catties, stands there like an iron man.
With each step, there was a "bang", and a deep footprint was thrown behind him. The movements appeared to be slow and heavy, and others needed to slow down to follow.
As he approached the city gate Baizhang, he gradually began to accelerate, but the footprints behind him became lighter and lighter, and every step seemed to step on a spring, immediately bounced, becoming faster and faster. The thumping footsteps, like a gradually accelerating heartbeat, knocked on everyone's heart in the city.
"He is going to rush through the city gate and let go of his arrows!" "Hurry up and get the stone ready, and when he comes over, he will be killed to avenge the dead people!"
The city's head kept shouting and swishing feathers pierced through the air, mostly at Li Qingshan, the heavy armor clinked, sparkling from the starting point, but only white marks were left.
The left and right guardian closely followed the left and right, swinging the sword and cutting down most of the feathers.
"Ah!" With a painful cry, someone still hit the arrow, with a quick response and avoiding the critical point, he pulled out the feather arrow and gritted his teeth to follow. Then there was another cry of pain, but no one fell. After all, he was armed with martial arts and would not be killed by an arrow, and no one was left behind.
I don't know what kind of mood it is, I only know that the man walking in the forefront has engulfed everyone and turned into a part of his aura. Before they knew it, they were no longer just brave warriors.
Li Qingshan felt a surge of power into his body. This is the meaning of the Red Tiger Banner in his hand. Like Gu Yanying, he is now the commander of this team and turned into a war machine. Under his leadership, he is very popular. No less than the Legion behind him.
Approaching the city gate ten feet away, there was a shout from the top of the city: "Hurry up and throw the stone!"
The warriors couldn't help but look up. Unlike the fluttering feather arrows, if they were hit by a big rock, they would break their muscles even if they didn't break their brains.
With a buzzing sound, a black cloud passed over the top of the head and fluttered on the head of the city, arousing a scream, and falling down a few figures covered with arrows.
Gu Yanying stood high on the horse, with the iron fan in his hand still maintaining a forward posture. The former soldiers held crossbows and easily suppressed the guards who didn't know how to defend the city. Then he gave an order: " Change the sword!"
Li Qingshan suddenly put down the flagpole in his hand, like a big spear, stepping deeply into the ground with a loud shout: "Broken!"
With a loud bang, the heavy iron-clad city gate was pierced by raw holes, directly smashing the head of a guard.
As the sawdust splashed, the faces of the other guards had just appeared shocked. Before they could react, there was a louder bang, and a human figure protruded from the gate, and it was broken!
Li Qingshan crashed into the city and didn't even look at it. The banner swept in a round, crackling, swept a dozen guards, and laughed: "Citybreaker, Li Qingshan!"
At the same time, the sword marks on the warped gate behind him were staggered, and the left and right guards shot at the same time to completely shred the gate.
An old man in brocade robe with a golden knife in his hand rushed down the city with a large group of people and horses. The aura he exudes was also inherently eightfold. At first glance, he knew that he was a figure in the Ma family second only to Ma Xingkong. When he saw the face of the guardian, he was furious. : "It's you!?"
This world is not big, and there are not many strong people who can be called masters.
"My Ma family has no grievances or grudges against you. When you go to the Shenyuan Mountain Villa, you will also give you gold and silver. Why should you avenge your gratitude?"
The left and right guardians were silent, compared to the supreme kendo and the broken void, what kind of little favor is this! This winter, they have also benefited a lot and made great advances in martial arts. Li Qingshan often just mentions something casually, which makes them suddenly enlightened. Compared with the pages of "White Ape Swordsmanship", this is what is really valuable to them. .
After all, the White Ape King is only ten tiers of innateness, and the swordsmanship is limited, let alone the book he wrote, how can it be compared with Li Qingshan, who has comprehended the "Heaven and Earth Hidden Sword Art".
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Old stuff, I will return the mere gold and silver, but I will burn it to you, as much as I want!"
The old man in Jinpao was furious and waved his golden knife: "The Ma family survives, in this battle, children, kill with me!"
The Majia guards, together with the clansmen who temporarily summoned the city to defend the city, were full of ten thousand people, roaring together, like a mountain whistling a tsunami, rushing violently.
Even a great swordsman like the guardian of the left and right, can't help but trembled at this time, ordinary fighting, no more than a hundred people at most, more than three or five people or even singles alone, have never seen such a big scene!
boom! With a heavy footstep, they suddenly discovered that Li Qingshan had already rushed into the enemy's formation before hurriedly overtaking it.
Li Qingshan rushed forward, the banner like a dragon. The left and right guards guard the left and right, the sword light is like cutting. Other warriors followed, like a sharp knife piercing the enemy's army formation, the slayed figures fluttered and the stumped limbs danced wildly.
Even though there are 10,000 people in the Ma family, only a dozen of them can approach the three of them. Without battle training, they are even more messy, and there is no room for tossing and turning, and it is difficult for them to even perform martial arts.
The old man in Jinpao carried the golden knife, and went up several times and restrained himself. He was afraid that if he approached now, he would not be able to stop the three people from joining forces. He would immediately be in danger of his life. He only screamed and cut a few in a row. The guard retreated panicked, blood dripping down the sword.
Li Qingshan was already covered in blood. With the help of the earth, he not only didn't feel tired, but he became more brave as he fought. There was almost no room for return. The iron flag in his hand weighing three to four hundred kilograms can be caused by a random wave. The huge damage has brought the strength advantage to the extreme, thanks to this thickened and heavier special armor, otherwise it is not known how many knives have been taken.
He did not retreat, stepped on the corpse, opened up a bloody path, and pointed directly at the old man in Jinpao.
The guards on the left and right felt tremendous pressure, and even the most sophisticated swordsmanship couldn’t be used in such a battle. At every moment, there were a few swords slashing at him, only to urge his true energy to the extreme. Simplifying the sword skills to the extreme, recklessly swinging the sword, the demeanor of those peerless masters, the principle of killing one sword, all left behind.
But this consumes a lot of true qi. After a while, it consumes nearly half of the true qi. It can be slaughtered. Although no one can stop them if they want to get out, they glanced at Li Qingshan ahead, perhaps the true meaning of kendo. I was about to comprehend it here and devote myself to the killing wholeheartedly.
Kendo, kill the way too!
With a sound of the horse humming, Gu Yanying took the lead and led the army into the city. A looming long snake was formed in mid-air, twisting its body and wandering forward. This is exactly the long snake formation of soldiers.
The enemy troops were in a panic and backed up with their heads up.
The Jinpao old man cut more than ten people in a row, and roared: "Don't be afraid, it's just an illusion. Whoever dares to take a step back is a traitor to the Ma family!"
I was also at a loss. Except for these hundred people, the opponent was obviously just rough men who didn’t understand martial arts. How to get together, there is such a power, almost crushing it head-on, just understand a little, and continue this battle. Must be defeated.
After crossing the turbulent sea of people, I saw Gu Yanying riding a white horse, and ordered a group of horse masters next to him: "Kill the white horse rider!"
More than a dozen innate masters jumped out, relying on light work, stepping on the turbulent sea, and directly attacked Gu Yanying.
Under the silver eagle's visor, Gu Yanying smiled slightly. As expected, her military strength was the most condensed during the battle. Although this long snake had no actual lethality, it made her stronger. And she dressed so conspicuously, isn't it just for the moment.
Li Qingshan waved the banner fiercely, rolled out a clearing, and shouted: "Left and right guardian, right now!"
The two sword lights pierced through the air, and the guardian swords rose from the left and right, and slashed towards the old man in the brocade robe.
With a wave of the iron fan in Gu Yanying's hand, more than a dozen innate masters fell into the crowd like dumplings.
The Jinpao old man suddenly opened his eyes, "How is this possible, what did she do?"
Regardless of thinking, he raised his golden sword to meet the sword light. He waits for work with ease, and there are still a large number of guards beside him, not letting go.
"go!"
Li Qingshan raised the banner high in his right hand, tried his best to make a hard shot!
The big flag whizzed through the chest of the old man in Jinpao, took him to fly, and nailed him to the stone wall. R1152
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