The iron gate between Jiange Quicksand has gathered the top masters who have gathered in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years. The number of people is enough to shake the two rivers and lakes of Liyang and Beimang, and almost all of them have the mentality of fighting to the death. This is very different from when Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a ascended to the top of Wudi City. At that time, there were many spectators, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but there were only two people who actually made a move. The unfamiliar iron gate is too far away. No one can stay out of the iron gate battle, as long as you appear in the field of vision!
Only the masters who have surfaced to fight in person, there is Chen Zhibao who came late with a shot of plum wine, the human cat Han Diaosi who is known to be good at pointing at mysterious and killing celestial phenomena, and the sick tiger Yang who once stepped on half of the Dragon and Tiger Demon Slaying Platform. Tai Sui, the third person in the Liyang Army, Bai Xiong Yuan Zuozong, perfect refers to Xuan's yin thing Danying, false realm refers to Xuan Xu Fengnian, Xu Weixiong who bears the Chi Chi sword, the Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva of the Tantric School, was one of the four great masters in the past The man in golden armor who Fu Jiangjia is the real deity, Xu Longxiang who was born as a king kong, and the blue bird who holds a momentary gun.
What they did was a shocking act of conspiracy and rebellion, and they killed each other so much that the prince who might sit on the dragon chair and the next king of Northern Liang, the first vassal, were killed!
In this chaotic battle that will soon determine the future structure of the three regions of Northern Liang, Western Regions and Western Shu, no one dares to say that they can have the last laugh and live to the end.
Xu Fengnian rode in the lead, and the twelve flying swords with perfect fetuses were knotted with black silk, forming a thunder pool sword array stolen from the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a.
He bumped into the black-clothed old monk Yang Taisui who was the main accomplice in the white-clothed case in Beijing.
Yuan Zuozong followed closely behind on his horse to support His Royal Highness, but he swam fifty steps away in an arc.
On the way to attack, both sides and arms were covered with red robes, and finally revealed his ferocious face. He bypassed Xu Fengnian and the black-clothed monk, and headed straight for Tiemenguan Valley. Its goal is very clear, whoever is suitable as a tonic bait for eating, it will absorb it together with its flesh and blood. , presenting an appearance different from ordinary filth.
The moment Qingniao leaned forward, he rode his horse forward, still not ignoring the well-known black-clothed national teacher, and straightforwardly led the 800 white horses to kill the 200 Imperial Forest Army over there. In the Rouran Mountains, before the battle, the young master smiled and said to give him the fifth raccoon dog. From the very beginning, Qingniao never doubted that the young master could take off the head of the fifth raccoon dog. Today, the young master is entangled with Yang Taisui, and she will not do the same Superfluous.
The black-clothed boy had abandoned his horse and walked, but his figure was like rolling thunder on the flat ground, far surpassing the galloping horse with outstanding legs, once again showing what it is to be a leading soldier in a battle against thousands of enemies!
When Wang Chong of Fengziying was on the same line with the war horse and His Royal Highness, he subconsciously cast a glance, clenched the spear in his hand, and said softly: "Lin Heng, look after it. Your Highness is single-handedly with Yang Taisui, the old bald donkey again this time. We carried it on and did not disappoint us.”
His Highness Yuan Zuozong and the black-clothed old monk were quickly left behind, and the white horse righteous servants who started charging were all blood surging and almost trembling. Among them, 700 people followed such an unscrupulous son who had never set foot in the military camp before, and they all said that besides bullying Miss Shui Ling, he only had the ability to spend a lot of money in the brothel. Who hasn't been in a panic these years? Traveling westward in a hurry, the eldest son of Beiliang, who was wearing a saber and a sword, still didn't say a word, and he never thought of saying a few words that are approachable and considerate. It was just that when they were two miles away from Tiemenguan, Shen Sheng said: "Follow me to kill Prince Liyang Zhao Kai today."
Two hundred steps away from the enemy.
Yuan Meng let out a monstrous roar: "Bai Ma Yi Cong! Fight to the death!"
Two hundred imperial cavalry launched an attack at the same time, and all the sixteen golden sword guards got on their horses to meet the enemy, leaving no one behind.
Zhao Kai always sat in the groom's seat, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. Fu Jiang Jinjia stood quietly in front of the car with both hands, holding the simple hilt of the big sword with both hands, and plunged into the ground. This fierce sword was exchanged for the life of a famous swordsmith and his family. The puppet in the golden armor is the great master after being skinned by Han Diao Temple with both hands. His combat power alone is enough to crush the other four abandoned talismans. First.
The Tantric female Bodhisattva in a snow-white cassock made a mudra on her chest with one hand, and held a bottle with the other. The yellow sand spun wildly and condensed a few feet above the palm, gathering the sand into a tower, and slowly forming the image of a vortex of stars.
Zhao Kai clenched his whip tightly and stood up, took a deep breath, "Will I die here?"
The strong whip in his hand suddenly broke inch by inch, and the prince laughed grimly in a low voice, "How could I die here!"
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History books, especially unofficial histories, like to use the title "ten thousand enemies" to describe the kind of fierce generals, but no one would take it seriously. But when it comes to thousand people enemies, they did exist in the army of Liyang Dynasty. A lesson from the past, when the Xu family opened Xishu for the emperor, except for the king of Xishu and a large number of officials, they swore to guard the country. They would rather die than leave Yang, and would rather die than escape from the imperial city. It's a pity that after the hard battle, it first weakened and then died, and was crushed to death by Beiliang's iron cavalry. In that battle, the Sword Emperor of Xishu killed eight hundred Jingqi within three incense sticks. Plant a banner over the corpse. The long and chaotic wars of gunpowder and smoke have made the soldiers of the army have a lot of practical experience in fighting the top masters of the rivers and lakes. Before their morale collapses, they must kill their opponents alive and not give them a chance to breathe. These precious bones and lives are piled up. The experience is passed down from generation to generation by old soldiers and new soldiers. Wang Zhi is a cavalry general of Jiange, and to the south is Xishu, where the sword emperor broke his sword and died. Not to mention Beiliang, Chen Zhibao, and Yuan Zuozong, who survived the concubine's grave, are all veritable enemies of a thousand people. Naturally, they often take these Brilliant characters are used as imaginary enemies to train the cavalry.
However, the fierce fighting power of the eunuch in red python clothes and the treacherous killing methods on the opposite side still caught Wang Zhi a little by surprise.
Han Diao Temple went straight, the big red python robe was fluttering in the wind, thousands of red threads appeared on his hands, he picked people's heads with a flick of his fingers, and dismembered corpses at every turn.
Except for Wang Zhi who cut off some red lines with a Beiliang knife, and a few capable generals who survived by chance, no less than thirty cavalrymen were all strangled by this man-cat. Fortunately, the cavalry battle formation did not pursue multiple rounds of fighting at the beginning, and strived to be solid. Even if part of the advantage of the cavalry's impact force was given up, even if the innate advantage was given to the two thousand elite cavalry behind Han Diaosi, they had to try their best to detour Stop this old eunuch! The secret order Wang Zhi got a few days ago was very simple, just two words: hold on! What to drag? In addition to one thousand cavalry, Wang Zhi recharged his energy to prevent being defeated in one fell swoop by two thousand people who knew each other well. The two thousand cavalry who participated in the battle were not rushed forward by hornets, but were divided into twenty cavalry teams of one hundred to advance and retreat. There is a degree, and the wheel battle of number possession is brought into full play to the limit.
Wang Zhi has already had three hasty confrontations with Han Diaosi, once he swung a knife to force the enemy, and the other two times he bent down to pick up the long spear of the dead Paoze, once he returned the carbine to chase the red cat, threw it behind him, and once The long gun was wrapped around the back by the dense red silk like eyes, and it was directly entangled. Wang Zhi threw it for the third time and directly killed the horse. He jumped up, dodged the flying guns, and pulled the heads of the five surrounding cavalry into the sky.
Wang Zhi's eyes were red, and he cursed: "Your mother, you are really not human!"
Eight thousand horseshoes stomped on the ground behind Wang Zhi, making a loud noise.
Wang Zhi made a gesture, and the one thousand riders who were motionless split apart, and began to rush around the reef in the middle of the river like a flood, and rushed towards the two thousand riders led by He Yan. It is also supplemented by the six peripheral rangers who are unlikely to surround the killer cat in the first place, to start a fierce collision and fight.
Wang Zhi rubbed his cheeks indiscriminately, spit out bloody saliva, and said harshly, "If you don't die this time, you will have to ask the King of Beiliang for a ten-thousand-man ranger general!"
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When Chen Zhibao said that he wanted to kill Xu Weixiong and take her corpse to Xishu to become king, he didn't mean to be merciful at all, and he didn't procrastinate in the slightest.
Every time the plum wine touches the Chi Chi ancient sword, this famous sword explodes into a series of clear and clear sounds like the cry of a dragon, trembling and melodious.
Every time there was an impact, the sleeve of Xu Weixiong's right arm, who was holding the sword in his right hand, shook violently.
The mystery of plum wine is far more than that. Chen Zhibao seems to be gentle every time he shoots his gun, without any anger, but with the sound of the sword and the shaking of his sleeves, the elite cavalry of the Snow Dragon Cavalry who came one after another died violently for no reason. Within twenty steps, the person died quickly, as if he had been shot through the chest, before he even felt the pain, he flew backwards and fell into the yellow sand.
Chen Zhibao suddenly swung the plum wine, swept it out, and swung the Chichi sword in Xu Weixiong's hand into a terrifying circular arc that would surely break if an ordinary famous sword would break.
Xu Weixiong, one man and one horse, followed by two iron cavalry who were inexplicably killed again. Before falling off the horse, his body bent out of an arc in the air just like the Chi Chi sword.
Gently retracting the plum wine, Chen Zhibao pointed at the tip of the spear and spun out a spear flower, looked at the woman who was vomiting blood, and said with a calm smile: "This is when the plums are still young. You really don't intend to stretch out your left hand? The Taoist second The talisman sword Chichi, in the final analysis, is still a word for 'Chi'."
Xu Weixiong remained silent.
Chen Zhibao turned his head to look at Tiemenguan, "I thought of going there, and cut off the python dragon together, and then went to Shu alone, so it makes sense to everyone."
With plum wine in his hand, the plum gradually turned deep purple.
Xu Weixiong tossed the Chi Chi high.
High into the sky to attract thunder.
Xu Weixiong was about to blurt out the word "Chi".
A shot through the abdomen.
Chen Zhibao pulled out the plum wine, and a stream of blood came out from the woman's body, expressionless.
Xu Weixiong still tried his best to say the imperial edict, and then spun the white-clothed man to the end of the gun, knocking him off the horse with one shot.
It seems to be merciless, but in fact, this mark of plum green turning purple is the real killing move.
at this moment.
There is a woman Yujian going south.
Behind the woman, there are Confucian scholars in green shirts leisurely accompanying her.
The young woman is extremely beautiful, and the posture of controlling the sword is even more unrestrained. She took a hard look at Xu Weixiong, the second worst enemy in her life, and said coldly: "I'll just take a look, don't think about me making a move."
It was the middle-aged Confucian scholar who dominated the world with a smile and said, "Plums are good for wine when they are purple."
The high official Cao Changqing floated over, supported the woman whose soul was flailing, pressed her heart vein, then gently put a elixir, and put her down gently.
Live or die, God knows.
Just do your best.
In fact, it is still impossible to escape death by forcibly attracting catastrophe with human power.
The dead should die.
If it weren't for detecting the vision of this place, the yellow sand is thousands of miles away, even the land god Cao Changqing would not be able to keep up.
Cao Changqing stood up and stretched out his hand, and asked, "Confucian sage Chen Zhibao, can we fight?"
This white-clothed war fairy, whose secret enthronement no one in the world knew, raised the bottle of plum wine filled with purple aura, and calmly said: "Please."