The veteran general went into battle and led his soldiers. For a moment, the morale of the Southern Dynasty Army was somewhat frustrated and returned to the peak.

On the outer wall of Shifei Village, Qian Guaizi and Lang Mutou, who were covered in blood, were extremely tired, heard the war drums surging outside, and immediately gave up the dry food in their hands and rushed to the front line.

Under the darkness, fires burst into flames.

The soldiers and ants of the Southern Dynasty attacked the city, just like the water at night, surging endlessly, making people dizzy.

Behind them, the veterans of the Yiwu Village silently grabbed the weapons and went to the exterior wall, almost everyone was injured.

But no one said the words of surrender. The unstable coward had long died in the battle for the past few days.

"The second in commander hasn't woken up yet?"

Qian Guaizi asked, and the leader behind him shook his head.

"Haha, then we have to die for the right and wrong village today."

The lame leader raised the knife in his hand and shouted in his gong's voice:

"Brothers, the boss is rushing back at night. All I have to do is to stay here!

Even if you die, you will die here! We are all right and wrong, so we will not let the boss be shamed!"

"Brothers! Follow me!"

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"Um?"

Fifty miles away from Qinglong Mountain, Qiu Buping, who was fighting in the battle formation, was like a dragon, killing everyone around him. He seemed to feel something and looked up at the direction of Qinglong Mountain.

Just now, his heart suddenly jumped, as if something unfortunate had happened.

This made Qiu Buping even more anxious. He also made a spear move with a ruthless heart. As the cold light roared, the murderous aura erupted from Qiu Buping.

Like the cold and cold wind and frost, it blows through this night battlefield.

Shen Qiu, who was holding a knife like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, was looking up at the soldiers fighting, and saw Qiu Buping flying. Wherever the stars were cold, there were people and horses.

"That gun is weird."

Shen Qiu thought to himself:

"It seems to be different from the other twelve weapons. Only when Qiu Buping's mood changes will the gun burst out with such horrific murderous aura.

On weekdays, that gun is no different from other weapons.

It's much better than Yaoguang and Quexie.

Moreover, Qiu Buping's kung fu is strange, which looks like true qi, but it is clearly not true qi. It is three points lighter and three points more powerful. The effect of healing is very poor."

Shen Qiu shook his head and stopped looking at the angry revenge that was really angry and killed all over the world.

In the dark night around him, there were shadows of soldiers from the Southern Dynasty.

They came too quickly, and the soldiers on the last line of defense were unable to even pull out the formation and were rushed into the formation.

They seemed very confused, but they were still pestering Chen Qiu's group of people in a row by the scolding of several commanders.

Such military disciplines are already quite strict.

At least it is not quite in line with the ancient army that Chen Qiu remembers. The border troops of the Southern Dynasty are already so difficult to deal with. I don’t know what the Tiance Army, which is known as the world’s strong army, should look like.

"clang"

Chen Qiu waved the Greedy Wolf Knife outward in his hand, cutting off the spear that was stabbing in front of him. He rolled forward in a knife-like manner for a week, fought in all directions at night, and cut off the calves of the surrounding soldiers.

Amid the howling, Chen Qiufu'er stood up, opened and closed the Greedy Wolf Sword in his hand, using the battle formation sword technique, the tiger-like wind danced with the reign of Yan sword.

Although there is no sword energy that breaks the blade, since I understand a little bit of the sword intent of a man, the power of this battle formation sword technique has been greatly improved.

The ambition of an ordinary man is to be brave.

Blood splatters three feet, death is not alive.

He kept slashing and slashing, regardless of any moves, and walked with his sword as he wanted, free and easy. Chen Qiu was like a soldier who broke into the battle formation.

He rarely dodges and fights head-on.

With the sound of war, the blood-killing aura on his body became more and more heavy, just like a fierce tiger coming out of the gate, or like a bull rushing. There was no enemy in the same way as one sword and one sword.

The killing was so exciting that the autumn wind sword changed, and the fast and fast autumn wind sword spread out, and it came like the deathly autumn wind.

The autumn with a knife in the autumn is like falling leaves in the wind, sweeping around the crowd, and whenever you go, a knife light will rush up.

Hundreds of Southern Dynasties soldiers in front of him were killed and abandoned their armor.

In the end, he couldn't bear it and became defeated.

Chen Qiu didn't pursue him, so he stopped where he was and shook the blade of blood.

Following Qiu Buping's four lines of defense, Chen Qiu's understanding of the sword intent became deeper and deeper. He felt that he had touched a hint of the threshold for breaking through skills.

But there is only a slight sense that is difficult to describe. It is still too far from the real breakthrough.

"Are you tired?"

Qiu Buping looked back at Xiao Tie who was following behind him with murderous aura, and he asked.

Xiao Tie shook his head, carried the heavy sword, and said to his father:

"Don't worry, father, the child is not tired! He can continue fighting."

"good!"

Qiu Buping praised him and grabbed the reins of the horse and turned over the horse.

The group broke through the obstacle again, but did not intercept the fleeing soldiers anymore. They crossed the battlefield of bloody battle and rushed towards Qinglong Mountain.

Their condition is not good. Except for Qiu Buping and Superman's body style, everyone is injured.

As Wei Hou said, this master of the martial arts world is also a physical body, not invulnerable to swords and guns.

The closer everyone got to Qinglong Mountain, the more they encountered some defeated people from the country.

When they saw the boss return, they heard the Heluo Gangs stand up and shout Qiu Buping's name, and they also joined the galloping team.

By dawn, hundreds of people had already followed Qiu Buping.

Outside the Shuize, the last blocking team arranged by Zhao Lian is also ready for battle.

"Boss! Leave these dog thieves to me!"

A leader riding on a horse shouted:

"You go up the mountain to rescue your brothers!

Everyone, follow me!"

The leader roared, and the thieves behind him responded. Hundreds of people roared and rushed towards the military formation in front of him, and Qiu Buping and a group of masters were also used as the pioneers.

After a stalemate for a while, the military formation was completely pierced.

"You wait and keep up!"

Qiu Buping looked back at the battle formation crowd fighting behind him. He gritted his teeth and said, abandoning the war horse, carrying out his fighting spirit, and sweeping into the water in front of him.

Just like a swallow picking up water, walking in the waves, a few ups and downs disappear into the depths of the water.

Chen Qiu and others did not have the ability to sweep water hundreds of feet, so they found a ship and followed them quickly.

But in front of the village gate, the strong village gate was already full of holes, not only were it filled with arrows, but it was also temporary rushing cars constantly bombarding the village gate with logs.

There were also shouts of killing on the walls of the village. When the Southern Dynasty army saw the breaking of the village, their morale was greatly boosted.

The number of people in the Yifei Village is small, and it is extremely tired, relying on a brute force to hold on.

But no matter how strong the will is, it is difficult to overcome reality.

It was almost impossible to hold it back.

There were already cheers from the Southern Dynasty Army. The sword in the hand of Zhao Lian, the Marquis of Wei, was covered with blood, and the old man had an arrow in his arm.

But under the helmet, the face was already full of smiles.

The right and wrong village are about to be broken!

"boom"

With a loud bang, the big log that was still burning under the rushing car crashed open the door of the village, and wood chips flew everywhere for a moment.

"All soldiers! Follow me!"

Zhao Lian waved his sword and took the lead, rushed towards the broken gate, and Yunqi responded behind him.

Victory is right in front of you!

The world's No. 1 village, destruction is right in front of you!

But just after they rushed out a few feet, they heard a harsh roar from the sky.

Weihou looked up in shock and saw a ray of silver light falling from the night, hitting the burning rushing car.

"boom"
To be continued...