Settling sun, scorched earth, blood-stained flags...

In front of the mountain, two sides lined up, swords and guns were like forests, and thousands of bows were scattered, and a sword was tense.

Entering the mountain again may be because of the improvement in martial arts or maybe it is because of the improvement in martial arts.

There was no longer the panic, anxiety, fear when he first advanced, and replaced by an indescribable throbbing and surging.

Golden swords and iron horses, swords and guns, flesh and blood grinding plates, Shura battlefield!

"The breath of the Martial Saint..."

Feeling Mi Tian's complete and huge oppression, Yang Yu took a deep breath and his heart trembled.

At this time, Zhang Xuanba was promoted to the Martial Saint for less than a month. However, after this battle, he would retreat to the terrifying record of the Dali military god "Li Yuan" and the "Dan Tai Mie" of the Jinguan Wangting Court.

It established its supreme position as the God of Ming Dynasty and the pillar of the country, and ruled the world's troops and horses, and once became the most dazzling existence in the world.

But its power is still at an incredible level!

Huh ~

The tall strongman waved the flag of the yellow bottom and red sun, and the sound of the overwhelming crossbow breaking through the air also rang out.

Like the countless times I have experienced, thousands of powerful bows were shot, and dense arrows roared away, shooting towards the mysterious armored cavalry that was like thunder and rushing towards!

This time, Yang Yu could clearly see that the arrows like dark clouds were mixed with a lot of broken weapons and broken air arrows, and even a divine arm crossbow that could threaten the Martial Saint!

As a result, as usual, Zhang Xuanba stepped forward, and one of his qi and blood ignited eight thousand mysterious armors. The torrent of qi and blood rolled like a tide, dispersing the overwhelming rain of arrows.

Cavalry has always been the king of the battlefield!

When a person borrows horsepower, he only needs a scimitar to kill people, and killing is like mowing grass. In his previous life without martial arts, cavalry is the most fierce murderous machine on the battlefield.

But no cavalry in his previous life could compare with the one in front of him.

According to legend, the most peak Xuan Armored Essence Knight has a blood-changing level above the qi and blood, and everyone is refining their bodies, wearing heavy armor, riding a dragon horse.

Although the Xuan Armored Essence Knight in front of me was far from comparable to the peak, under the leadership of Zhang Xuanba who had stepped into the Martial Saint Realm, it was still as fierce as a mountain, and it was indescribable.

Killing the general trend!

"This is the situation of the soldiers!"

On the dragon horse that was a little frightened, Yang Yu clenched the spear in his palm, not caring about his identity at this time. All his spirits were attracted by the Xuan Armored Essence Knight who was rolling away like a sea of ​​thunder.

Unlike his past ignorance, he saw that this was the military situation of the great overlord in the late Qin Dynasty. Unlike Xiao Zhan, who only knew the edges, this King Zhao of the Western Palace probably learned the complete military situation!

The power of the eight thousand people charged was enough to break through the mountainous aura of the 200,000 army. This charge not only dispersed the rain of arrows that were shooting.

It will also completely destroy the momentum of the Great Li side!

You know, the Dali army that dared to hunt mountains with Zhang Xuanba was also elites of a hundred battles. Looking at the entire battlefield, no one was above the blood exchange!

"How terrifying should Zhang Xuanba lead the eight thousand Xuan Armored Essential Cavalry at the peak?"

Yang Yu's heart was enlightened: "Nothing can defeat the strong with the weak? Eight Thousand Xuanjias are the real strength in this battle!"

"Vanguard Army, fight to the death!"

In my ears, there is the sound of mountains and tsunamis, and the flags are rushing.

"kill!"

The tongue bursts with spring thunder, and exhales like the wind.

Before the entire Dali Pioneer Army could move, Yang Yu had already let out a long roar, urging the dragon horse to emerge from the dust and danced its spear, under everyone's gaze.

He launched a counterattack towards the silent mountain, his Xu Rufeng, and the violent and fire-like Xuan Armored Cavalry!

"Um?!"

The long whistle was too violent and its momentum was too powerful. In an instant, not only the Dali generals on the central military chariot behind him were upset.

A strange gaze flashed through the mysterious armored cavalry that was as silent as a mountain.

Then, like a fire cloak, a dragon and horse roared over, and the phoenix wings that bloomed in the setting sun were also pressed down.

"Come and join the common name!"

At this moment, Yang Yu finally felt the extremely powerful will of the Martial Saint. In a trance, he felt a golden phoenix bearing the mountains and falling.

The deterrence that burst out in an instant was as if the sky was dim, and the night was torn down.

fear!

Infinite horror!

It was not until this time that Yang Yu truly understood what martial arts practice is like watching the mountain!

Looking at the mountains a hundred miles away, it seems that they are not that high. You can reach the foot of the mountain and then look up to see that it is majestic and tall, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a pillar of heaven.

Once upon a time, Yang Yu thought that after his martial arts was improved, he had narrowed the gap with the King Zhao of Xifu, who seemed to have just entered the realm of a martial saint.

But until now, he truly felt the ultimate martial arts will, and he realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

At that time, Zhang Xuanba had already had a very meticulous control over power, and the amount of force it triggered was only related to the strength of the enemy!

Not that he has only such power.

The reason why he was able to take over his immortality was not because his strength was insufficient, but because his magical powers of nine oxen and two tigers were beyond his expectations!

Dongdongdongdongdong~

Yang Yu's heart was like a drum beat, his pupils were shaking, and his extremely strong martial arts will made him breathe rapidly, and he could hardly lift his spear.

With such a terrifying blow, he almost forgot that he was in the illusion, and all other distractions disappeared. In his eyes, in his heart, and in all his perceptions, there was only the phoenix wing that blew gold.

His blood was boiling, his true energy was surging, and his muscles and bones were moaning. All the martial arts that could be used seemed to be used instinct at this moment.

call!

With a low growl, Yang Yu's ape's arms stretched, his long spear trembled, and he used the dragon and horse to charge, burst out all, and faced up:

"Qingzhou, Yang Yu!"

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Boom!

Spring thunder exploded and dark clouds rolled in.

Linlong Road, Fengzhou, Jing'an Mansion, a light ejaculation sounded in a large mansion.

"Undefeated Tiangang?!"

Swish!

The bodies of several soldiers and tigers guarding outside the courtyard were all shocked and looked at the courtyard with awe. The door of the room was open, and the simple old man dressed in thin clothes, like an old farmer, walked out of the door.

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The guards all knelt down and shouted that the prince was a thousand years old.

"It is meaningless to live a hundred years without being satisfied, and it is meaningless to live a thousand years of life."

The old man waved his hand and walked slowly in the yard, not knowing what he was thinking.

Before long, the Linlong King who heard the movement had arrived in a hurry. When he saw the old man, the middle-aged man with a majestic face could not help but flashed with excitement:

"Uncle II, have you come out of seclusion?"

"I'm not shutting down the dead, why can't I get out of the dead?"

The old man glared at him and then smiled:

"Go to get the files from these years and stay in seclusion for many years, but I don't know what up-and-coming talents are in the world..."

"My nephew is ready."

The Linlong King replied respectfully, and waved his hand, and a servant came forward with the file.

"grandfather!"

At this time, a little girl with black hair tied back and a porcelain doll jumped into the old man's arms.

"Nannan has grown up."

The old man caressed his granddaughter's long hair, and over there, the King of Linlong had already picked up the file and started reading it for the old man.

"In four years, there have been twelve rebellions that have been captured above the city?"

Zhang Xuanba's face was slightly dark.

The Linlong King's face tightened and he hurriedly said, "I, Linlong, have no connection with me."

"Can it be calmed down?"

Zhang Xuanba put down his granddaughter.

"The Lingnan Road bandit 'Wang Wenzhao' has not yet been pacified, but it can be pacified in just over a month at most."

The answer from the Dragon King of Lin.
To be continued...