Both sides stopped splashing arrow feathers at the same time, and each general came forward to take good care of the battle.

The leader of the Guangming Cult is the first to ride a horse out of the camp, and Chen Liuhui is brave and handsome: "Who dares to fight me?"

This kind of battle between the two sides was to win momentum. When the Japanese leader of the opposite Japanese clan came out, he showed a hint of surprise.

Observing Xing Zhen carefully, he clearly caught the change of face of the captain.

I thought to myself, is it impossible for Chen Liuhui to fight in the eyes of the Japanese?

The momentum determines the overall fighting spirit of military martial arts. Although the commander of ten thousand men was surprised, he knew that there was no six-level warrior or divine cultivator on his side to compete with him.

Still gritted his teeth and ordered: "Koizumi travels east to meet the enemy."

The Japanese general who was named was hesitant and the commander of the Wanfu shouted again: "Military orders are like mountains, and those who violate the orders will be killed."

If you go to battle, you will die if you don’t go to battle. Instead of being killed by military law, you might as well die in battle and get some pensions.

Koizumi Dongyou gritted his teeth and rode his horse to fight, carrying a slalom that was one foot long, which was quite imposing.

He rushed to the front and slashed hard, and caught Chen Liuhui off guard.

There are almost no soft weapons used when riding horses, because the soft weapons do not have enough blocking ability when handing over short troops.

If you are hit by a heavy weapon, you can easily turn back and hurt yourself. Koizumi Dongyou is the first to bet, and this is what makes Chen Liuhui in a dilemma.

Chen Liuhui was also unexpected and did not crush the opponent with the cultivation level of a sixth-level warrior.

Instead, he bent over and let the heavy halberd slash down in front of him.

Chen Liuhui raised her hand and slapped the heavy halberd, and her body jumped up with the momentum. Like a light swallow, she swept to the top of Koizumi Dongyou's head in a flash.

"Brush" the soft sword pierced out in a curve, piercing directly through the enemy's throat.

Killing the enemy with one move and killing him very beautifully, a woman is not inferior to a man on the battlefield.

Chen Liuhui has good intentions and almost uses much internal strength. He wins completely based on experience and has nothing to do with the martial arts realm.

This move greatly aroused the emotions of the Light Cult behind him, and thousands of people cheered like tsunamis.

Chen Liuhui was still unhappy and jumped back to her war horse, holding a soft sword in her hand and shouted coldly again: "Who dares to fight me?"

She was too brave and had no temper on the other side of the Japanese.

The face of the ten thousand men of the Japanese tribe was almost turned into purple eggplant. After thinking for a long time, he spoke hard: "A good man doesn't fight with a woman, so he has the will to send a man out to fight me."

The reason for the crappy reason is not believed to be strong.

But he had no choice, otherwise he would have to go up and face it as a five-level self.

The way of death of Koizumi Dongyou just now is still in front of me, and the ten thousand men don’t have the courage.

In the perception of the ten thousand men, Chen Liuhui is the strongest person in the Guangming Cult.

The rest was a pale man who was standing side by side with Chen Liuhui. He was also in the Ningxuan Realm, and he was able to compete with him.

The warrior of Ningxuan Realm sensed by the ten thousand men is naturally Xing Zhen, who is in deficit of essence.

Zheng Zhen is accustomed to suppressing the realm, and the cultivation level of the ten thousand men naturally cannot tell the depth of Zheng Zhen.

To the expectations of the captain, Chen Liuhui actually agreed to his bad request.

Chen Liuhui glanced at Xing Zhen and asked, "Want to try it?"

Xing Zhen was not vague, and he rode his horse forward and stood in the center of the two armies.

Finally, there is no need to die, and the ten thousand men are happy. He raised his whip and rode his horse happily to the front of the formation to confront Xing Zhen.

"I am the leader of Onomura, I will not kill the unknown people, and I will report to you."

Wanting to know the other party’s name is nothing more than a way to attack the other party’s morale. Otherwise, killing an unknown man would be a waste of fighting.

Xing really didn't bother to pay attention to these bullshit intrigues, and slowly pulled out the punishment and recited silently in his heart.

"Who is the sword for?"

"People."

"Why did the sword come out?"

“There is no more massacre.”

"Why is it right or wrong to draw a sword?"

“I think it’s right.”

With a "choke", Xing Fei left his body, Xing Zhen rode his horse forward. As he approached, the ten thousand men raised his sword and slashed with great force, and the strong force sank the wind.

"What an unknown man, it's so unlucky." Onomuraguchi cursed fiercely when he saw Xing Zhen not claiming his name.

Yue did not take Xing Zhen seriously and he would raise his sword to block it.

With a "click", the long sword at the entrance of Onomura shattered.

The punishment was unabated, and the head of the ten thousand men was cut off half with one sword.

The Light Cult killed another general, and he was the highest general of the enemy army, the commander of ten thousand men.

Thousands of people from the Light Church shouted again, and excitement rippled in it.

The flag-raising pawn Xu Wen jumped excitedly and shouted: "My wife is so good, come back to have a drink for you."

"Dongdongdongdongdong" Suddenly, the thunder war drums sounded on the city wall. The sound became louder and louder, and the momentum became louder.

The charge drum sounded, and the rules of the Light Church were strict. Even if a thousand church members faced ten thousand, they had to obey orders and rushed forward.

Moreover, these thousand military soldiers were the White-Mang Banners of the ancient Xiuqi, and the charge drums were beaten by the ancient Xiuqi.

There was no need for Chen Liuhui's orders at all, and a thousand soldiers screamed and rushed forward.

If the strength is equal, it is indeed a good time to charge.

But now there are huge differences. Even if you can win by force, the Light Cult will suffer heavy losses.

Chen ** didn't understand why Gao Gu Xiuqi gave such an order, but her status was not as good as that of the Right Guardian.

Now is not the time to argue. Since there is an order, I have to bite the bullet and rush out.

Xing Zhen frowned slightly, and couldn't understand why he issued such an order.

He is not a member of the Light Church, so there is no need to listen to the so-called rules. He glanced at Xu Wen passing by at the corner of his eyes. That time, he was faster than a person riding a horse.

Xing Zhen kindly reminded: "Xu Wen is careful, your wife is waiting for you to go home."

"Sir, don't worry, I will definitely chop three or five people back." The boy was extremely excited and couldn't listen to Xing Zhen's persuasion.

Suddenly, the Japanese military soldiers who had lost their strength were retreating without fighting when they saw the charge.

The Guangming Cult issued orders randomly, and the Japanese people could not see the trend of the war.

Xing was really dull and couldn't figure it out. He could only sum up the reason to the killing of the chief of ten thousand men, and the morale of the general was deteriorated.

The defeat was like a mountain of defeat, and it was even more taboo for military strategists. After a short period of time, the Guangming Cult actually killed nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers.

Xing Zhen suddenly moved his eyebrows slightly, and he felt a familiar breath ahead.

The next moment, Xing Zhen's expression suddenly changed, and he abandoned the war horse and ran wildly.

The war horse is nothing more than a mount. When you really fight, you really don’t have the ability to run fast with your legs.

Xing Zhen shouted: "In danger, order to withdraw the troops."

The sound is mixed with internal force, which means to the ancient Xiuqi who is the city wall, and to Chen Liuhui who is rushing forward.

While speaking, Xing Zhenren flashed like a ray of blue smoke catching up with Chen Liuhui who was riding on his horse.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed Chen Liuhui's collar and pulled off the war horse. He was like carrying a chicken, and rushed forward again with Chen Liuhui.

Chen Liuhui was confused. What was going on? This action was too shameful. He lowered his head angrily and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

The woman was thin-skinned and was so sad that she forgot to release the wind to resist.

Xing Zhen caught up with Xu Wen, grabbed his sleeve and ordered: "Don't kill me, retreat with me."

After saying that, he picked up another chicken and retreated.

Xu Wen is so angry that he is so good at killing the Japanese. How could he miss it?

Others have many ideas, just like a loach, taking off their tops in half and twice.

A rolled forward, picked up the falling long knife, and rushed forward while shouting.

"Come back!" Xing Zhen roared, his voice roaring in everyone's ears.

"Room" a mushroom cloud rose, and the fierce battles were surrounded by the turbulent spiritual turbulence.

The broken limbs were thrown into the air, and the blood rain fell into scarlet red. The scene was so quiet that no one could make a wailing sound.

"Don't" Xing Zhen was flawed, so he threw Chen Liuhui down and knelt down and yelled.

A cold voice came from behind the Japanese army: "Xing Zhen, this time you will escape the disaster."

"Last time you detonated the upper fifth realm demon pill and slaughtered the 50,000 vanguard troops of the Japanese clan."

"This time I will recover some interest first, but don't worry, I don't have the same trick as you, I only use a demon pill of the seventh-level monster."
To be continued...