Chapter 164 The Army Is Approaching the City, and the Gold and Iron Horses Are Coming!
The earth is shaking, and the woods are roaring.
Countless mountain winds are stirring, and the wind and rain are roaring in the world.
Every grain of rain, falling from the sky and being blown by the strong wind, becomes like an arrow, like a crossbow, extremely terrifying.
Within the Maizong, strong men soared into the sky, from the desert in the dense forest, watching the battle of one man against a thousand troops outside.
The disciples of Mai Zong, the elders of Mai Zong, etc., all watched silently.
In my heart, there is an indescribable surge flowing.
They held their breath and looked surprised.
As far as the eyes can see, there is only a majestic picture, like a fierce ink painting scroll of gold and iron horses, slowly unfolding.
A young man in white, holding a sword, runs in the dense forest.
The power of one person is like a thousand troops.
On the other side of the young man, there are real thousands of troops, armor colliding, banners unfurling, and the sound of killing is deafening.
There are cavalrymen wrapped in armor, riding horses and galloping in the dense forest, like frightening crossbow arrows!
They wore ferocious bronze masks, and held long ge in their hands, holding the long ge sideways, as if they were splitting the earth and the dense forest!
The sky, the earth, and the rain curtain have all been cut into lines that are difficult to heal!
This is a division of tigers and wolves!
The tiger and wolf division from Mount Asiluo, a majestic army!
Incomparably powerful, unstoppable!
In the eyes of everyone, in the rainstorm.
The boy in white was like a lonely ark, crashing into the dark wave formed by the continuous army.
In an instant, it was submerged.
However, even though he was submerged, the young man in white clothes was extremely conspicuous in the dark army.
It cannot be concealed, like a grain of real gold, shining brightly and shining under the sun!
The state of fetters is completely opened!
Cultivation base... superposition!
The saint of the demon clan, the demon son of the demon clan, Lao Jiang, Xiao Wenzi, Wen Ting...
The status and cultivation level of each bonded object were superimposed by Fang Lang without hesitation!
In an instant, Fang Lang seemed to exude a golden light all over his body.
He alone is like a thousand troops!
There was a roar, and the roar pulled out boundless sound waves, covering the roar of the army.
The shadow of the sword lies across.
Time seems to be frozen!
Fang Lang held the sword box on his back, and every sword was unsheathed one after another.
Liansheng, Lianhui, Lianlun...
A sword with a handle seemed to be mobilized by an invisible silk thread, floating at Fang Lang's side.
With the movement of his thoughts, he shot out!
Blood talent, berserk!
Bloodline talent, spirit pupil!
Small Forbidden Curse Sword Thunder!
Time Sword Intent.
Ten Thousand Swords and Sword Intent!
boom! ! !
Fang Lang stepped down, and the countless rainwater seemed to freeze in the air. Finally, as the stars moved, they were pulled into a sword that flew into the air, and rushed towards thousands of troops!
It's a gamble, it's a madness!
Fang Lang, who was holding the obsidian sword, was so powerful under the boost that he swung the sword as if he was cutting across a mountain.
The soldiers in armor were covered with blood.
Either it was split into two halves, or it was cut off in the middle, or a ferocious head rushed into the sky.
The blood is like a horse, soaring into the air!
Sometimes the back of a knife is used to strike horizontally, and the powerful force penetrates through the armor, shattering the soldiers among them to pieces like muddy flesh, and they fall limp to the ground.
However, this is a tiger and wolf teacher after all.
They are fearless of death, and they are numerous.
Like a group of fearless ants, they climbed towards Fang Lang, wanting to bite and tear every inch of Fang Lang's flesh and blood!
However, Fang Lang didn't stop, even if thousands of troops stopped him, he still moved forward step by step firmly.
The sword and thunder surged, piercing through every soldier.
The sword in his hand cut out, and the psychedelic sword light harvested life!
However, the army is also brave enough to stab out their long spears, throw out their long daggers, and shoot out their crossbow arrows!
Fang Lang seemed to be doing parkour, and his spiritual thoughts were like an intertwined net, densely covering the surroundings.
It was as if a domain had been formed beside him, blocking the flying attacks one after another!
At this moment, Fang Lang felt that his sword was burning.
Especially Wanjian Sword Intent, it seems that it has been sublimated at this moment, and every strand of Wanjian Sword Intent is harvesting life.
With the harvest, the sword will become more and more powerful!
The Wanjian Jing in Fang Lang's body is running, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth!
boom!
While the bones were trembling slightly, Fang Lang was fighting, and a dragon roared in his body, as if a sleeping dragon suddenly woke up.
Fang Lang broke through!
Stepped into the fifth-rank realm in an instant!
The powerful will spread, like a tool for harvesting life without any emotion!
Pooh!
boom!
boom!
boom!
The world instantly became extremely noisy.
Fang Lang doesn't like this kind of hustle and bustle, so he plans to use the sword in his hand to kill all the enemies and make the enemies shut up, so they will naturally become quiet!
Fang Lang took a step forward, his sword steps burst out, and sword energy roared and released from between the soles of his feet.
Pulling a distance of several feet in an instant, a sword cut across, and between the lightning and flint, dozens of heads were chopped off!
Here, life is like a mustard.
However, Fang Lang could not have the slightest mercy, he would give these soldiers the treatment and death they deserved.
Because these soldiers came to kill him, and death is their final destination!
The cavalry is finally here!
Between the trampling of the horseshoes, the mud was raised three or four feet high!
The mud that exploded was like a torn yellow flower!
On top of the horses, the alien knight of Mount Asilo, wrapped in armor, held up the long knife in his hand.
The sharp knife light reflected, smashing raindrops!
Fang Lang shouted angrily, holding an obsidian sword as black as ink, stepped down with one step, rose into the air, swept out the sword, chopped the long knife, and pointed the sword a little.
The sword thunder shot out pierced the heart of the first cavalryman, and with the powerful power of Yujian, the cavalryman was driven backwards and flew out, knocking several cavalrymen into the air!
Bloom in the slaughter.
Breakthrough in battle!
Fang Lang stepped into the fifth-rank realm, becoming more and more powerful, and under the increased power of the bonded object, he showed unparalleled killing methods!
He is like an exquisite killing tool, crushing everything!
And in the army, there are naturally strong ones!
While the surrounding cavalry turned their backs on their backs, there was an extremely sharp blade, wrapped in unparalleled killing intent, surging out of the army formation.
Clank!
The sound of knives, the sound of Gai pressing down to kill, and the sound of rain cracking!
In an instant, within a radius of several miles, there was endless saber energy, which seemed to surge up backwards.
The air was split by countless sword qi, stabbing and exploding!
It was a handle that was hidden to the extreme, and it broke out before Fang Lang's power was born!
The sudden burst of intention has reached the level of a seventh-rank practitioner!
The knife light shredded everything, and even many soldiers were twisted to pieces, and their stumps flew around!
And the purpose of this knife is only for Fang Lang!
However, the really creepy thing is.
The real killing intent is not this knife.
In the four directions of southeast, northwest, there are murderous intentions one after another!
This knife came from the north of the army formation.
In the south of the army, there was a gun, and the tip of the gun rotated, like a flame bursting from the tip of the gun, piercing countless raindrops, exploding vigorous water splashes, and approaching Fang Lang's throat.
To the west of the army formation, there is a sword stabbing, it is also full of murderous intent!
In the east of the army formation, a sledgehammer swept across, as if smashing a mountain!
Murder is boiling!
The four generals of the Asi Luoshan army are attacking!
But the murderous intentions of these four strong men were grasped just right. With the help of the cover of the army formation, Fang Lang's new power just left and when the old power was not born, they broke out fiercely!
Choose the deadliest moment and attack suddenly!
No verbal conversation of any kind.
There is no mercy!
If you don't shoot it, you will use it, once you shoot it, it will be an endless lore!
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"This is too cruel!"
"It's too vicious, but soldiers never tire of cheating. On the battlefield, it's either you or me. It's a pity for Fang Zhuangyuan!"
"Four seventh-rank generals broke out at the same time. Although the gap in cultivation between fourth-rank and ninth-rank is not very big, there is still a gap!"
"Four seventh-rank experienced powerhouses, how can they resist the sudden burst of murderous intent?!"
"Too ruthless! Third Prince Li Liancheng is too ruthless, no, it's A Siluoshan who is too ruthless!"
"It should be said that A Siluoshan Fanglang has the will to kill!"
In the sky above Maizong, the disciples of Maizong floating densely, and the master of Maizong watching the bloody battle, their complexions became extremely ugly.
Many were silent, many gasped.
Some disciples who were in the same scientific examination as Fang Lang were even more stunned.
Are they really the same age?
Fang Lang's performance can only be described as a monster!
Faced with thousands of troops alone, even a ninth-rank powerhouse may not be able to kill easily!
This is no longer a second-rank, not a record that a practitioner of third-rank can achieve!
However, Fang Lang went in without hesitation, even though he was only at the fourth rank, even if he stepped into the fifth rank in the battle!
in the void.
Yan Keqing was also silent, she was in a daze.
Even if it was Xuanyuan Taihua when he was a boy, even if it was King Jiang Wu when he was a boy, did he have the attitude of a boy who stood up to thousands of troops without hesitation?
This boy is no worse than any of them when they were young!
As long as this boy is given time, the boy will definitely grow into a transcendence!
Yan Keqing is sure in her heart!
This kind of character was unprecedented, and this kind of courage made her tremble even more!
"It's a pity for this young man to die here."
Yan Keqing murmured.
Flipping her palms, the blood in her body was boiling, and in an instant, there was an icy breath surging from her whole body.
However, she hasn't made a move yet.
Deep in the pulse sect.
There is a figure running.
She runs among the suspended raindrops.
That was the situation where her spirituality was raging!
Yan Keqing was taken aback.
Isn't this running girl the little girl Ni Wen who is retreating in the secret room?
Seeing the little girl Ni Wen rushing towards the world washed by the torrential rain without hesitation, Yan Keqing couldn't help pursing her lips.
This stubborn, silly girl is just like how she refused to join the Mai Sect back then.
Yan Keqing sighed softly.
Zi Keqing raised his head abruptly.
But I saw a fluctuation in the space above my head.
Then, a magnificent young girl, wearing a veil, spun down from the rainy sky.
Her long skirt was like a red firework, and as it twirled, it was like a blooming bloody mandala.
Between the eyebrows, the turbulent blood power is boiling!
"is her."
"Jiang Linglong!"
Yan Keqing was slightly taken aback.
And in the aftermath of sending Jiang Linglong over, there was also a graceful and luxurious figure looking at Yan Keqing and nodding slightly.
Two maidens, one from heaven.
One comes from the ground!
As far as the eyes of the two of them were concerned, there was a young man covered in dense ants.
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The imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an.
Outside Chang'an, the army covered.
The dense army spread across the wilderness, as if it wanted to overthrow the world.
Asi Luoshan is riding a handsome dragon horse, and the dragon horse's claws will land on the ground, leaving an indelible mark on the ground.
Beside Asiluo Mountain, there is a chariot walking slowly, and in the chariot, there is a figure sitting upright, with a floating and mysterious aura.
With the help of extraordinary powerhouses from various sects, the army of Asi Luoshan is like a broken bamboo.
It is difficult for many guard cities to form a barrier.
Asi Luoshan's army broke through the city gates and crushed Chang'an!
It never occurred to Ah Siluoshan that he would actually compete against a brat who was never in his eyes.
He needs to break through Chang'an before Fang Lang draws out the last sword!
Change the dynasty!
Master Orthodoxy!
As for Fang Lang, he arranged for an army to block it, and asked Li Liancheng to block it himself.
Asi Luoshan once thought of personally killing the number one scholar who bored him.
However, he knew that with his realm, once he made a move, he might not be able to kill Chao Xiaojian of Jianshu Sect, King Jiang Wu, Xuanyuan Taihua's backhand, and even... the Holy Emperor in Taiji Palace.
They will not sit back and watch him make a move.
Therefore, he chose another way, dividing his troops into two groups, and chose to compete with Fang Lang against time.
As for the army's killing of Fang Lang, he was not worried that Maizong would stop him.
Because, Asi Luoshan knows very well what is the prerequisite for pulling out the Lotus Death Sword, and that is to really feel death.
He, Asiluo Mountain, once went to Maizong and tried to draw the most important sword left by the woman.
He failed.
Because drawing a sword requires the heart of death.
He didn't.
And the army he sent was to give Fang Lang an opportunity to create a heart of death. If Fang Lang wanted to draw his sword, he would never be able to bypass the army he sent.
Xuanyuan Taihua was going to return, and this army would be a calamity that Fang Lang couldn't avoid.
And if Li Zhengyang of Maizong helped, Fang Lang's death will collapse, and he would never want to pull out the sword.
In any case, he is not at a loss.
As for Li Liancheng, he also sent it there.
If Fang Lang killed Li Liancheng, it happened that he didn't believe that there would be no movement in the iron law, and he needed the movement of the iron law to spy on the changes and timing.
The mighty army is slowly approaching outside the ancient city of Chang'an City!
The long and narrow army, like a entrenched black dragon, opened its ferocious fangs towards the ancient city.
Asi Luoshan was covered in golden armor, sitting high on it, his eyes were like lightning.
The reins were pulled, and the dragon horse let out a deep roar, which spread for dozens of miles.
The aura on Ash Luoshan's body burst out in an instant, and in an instant, there was a wave of blood, smashing into the clouds all over the sky.
Countless clouds stirred and turned into blood, and the blood gathered to form a huge eyeball.
Eyeballs overlooking the world, overlooking Chang'an, overlooking the imperial city!
Overlooking... Iron Law!
He wants to spy on Iron Law's secret!
He wants to see through the Holy Emperor's secret!
In the sky above the imperial city, there was an instant buzzing sound.
Above the Tai Chi Palace.
A blood-colored iron law slowly unfolded.
In the city of Chang'an, the ancient bells of every ancient temple were rang, like the melodious bells that had stirred up endless years.
Bloody eyes, iron law, Tai Chi Palace...
The three seemed to form a bloody picture scroll.
The army is approaching the city!
Jin Ge Iron Horse Come!