The Fourth Thirty-Two Red Flame Cavalry (the Third Is Congratulations to the Lord of Long Yinyue)
The fourth and third red flame iron cavalry (the third is congratulations to the leader of Long Yinyue)
When the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors rushed out, almost all the seventh-level powerhouses in the east of Lewu City were shocked immediately.
Xuan Ye was overjoyed at first, then frowned again. In Le Wu City, there are at least eight seventh-level elites with more than 150,000 elites.
There are more than 200 people, a celestial martial artist, even if Tan Qiu's two spiritual pets are added, it probably won't help.
The tied Yongqin looked relaxed, but also worried. In the end, I still know that for this hundreds of thousands of troops, these two hundred riders are nothing at all.
But at this moment, Ruoshui held her in his arms, still staying on the hill, never participating in the charge, and could only watch anxiously.
Tai Lingzi over there also noticed the movement thousands of feet away.
"It turns out that there are still ambushes here. It seems that Yuan Jiuchen's elite scout cavalry are not doing well. But are these people looking for death?"
At this moment, in his heart, most of them are laughing. Even after the scattered pursuit, he still commanded 450 Zixiao sword riders and 200 Qingyuan warriors. With three enemies and one, how can the opponent be able to move?
Even if it came so suddenly that they were caught off guard and had a slight advantage, it was impossible for them to win.
Just to die--
With a firm mind, Tai Lingzi grabbed the reins and made the purple winged lizard under his crotch forcefully turn around.
The four hundred and fifty purple armored knights behind him did the same, turning around with ease. The riding skills of the two hundred Qingyuan warriors were slightly inferior, but they turned around within three breaths in time.
There are more than six hundred knights, and they are menacing. Towards the original enemy on the side, forcefully hedged away!
Before the confrontation, Tai Lingzi led the spiritual masters behind, and a huge wave of ice arrows covered the two hundred and forty black dragon warriors riding on the common people!
What followed was a mighty sword light that shot straight into the sky, rushing from among the cavalry.
The color is deep purple, and the sword light is sharp. It is the Taoist inheritance of the Tailing Sect - the Tailing Zixiao Sword!
The corners of Tai Lingzi's lips showed a cruel smile, this blow is enough to kill all these evil spirits of the common people!
At this moment, Ji Lingzi, who was standing in the sky above, also had a cold expression on his face.
His opponent at the moment is Xie An.
From his point of view, the battle situation below was completely without suspense. With three enemies and one, unless it is the kind of unrivaled famous general with high military strength, otherwise, the common people have no chance of winning at all.
The same is true for the person in front of him. Although the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the majestic martial arts will continue to confront him with swords without losing the wind, and it seems that he can't stand against him. But it's just holding on desperately, and it's almost at the end of its strength. In just half a quarter of an hour, he can cause the most outstanding martial arts genius in the world to fall here!
In this confrontation between Tailingzong and Cangshengdao, their Tailingzong still won a big victory!
But just a moment later, Ji Lingzi suddenly changed color.
"Huh? No! This is the ultimate sword intent, almost psychic. Brother Tai Lingzi——"
For a moment, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to Xie An anymore, Ji Lingzi opened his eyes wide and looked down.
Sitting on the back of the fifth-level silver-scaled windwalker, Zong Shou's figure was galloping along with the mount, swaying rhythmically.
Holding the huge crimson sword the size of a door panel in both hands, the Xuanlong mentality of the Cangsheng Xuanlongshi began to be activated in his body. The air around the body is pervasive, and it is faint, forming a series of small air channels that are constantly changing around, connected with the more than 200 people behind him, as if more than a few hundred people, merged into one.
The so-called black color means black with red. It means black and red giant dragon, and it is also a kind of fire dragon. It is precisely with him not long ago that he learned one of the nine true dragon sword intents.
Zong Shou's performance at this moment is not at all jerky. Behind him was the roar of the dragon shadow, which increased the momentum of the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors.
Zong Shou only felt that the long-lost blood in his body was burning wildly with the desire to kill.
Tailing Zixiao Sword? Just want to learn!
With a wave of the huge sword in his hand, all those mysterious ice arrows rained away.
Then he swung out another sword, and all the inner breath, energy, blood, and even thoughts of more than two hundred people were merged into one place by him at this moment. Transformed into a black red fire sword, charged forward!
Compared with the vast purple sword light, it seems weak and not worth mentioning.
But when the two sword shadows collided, the latter collapsed first!
With the loud sound of the mountain shaking, the sword light condensed by the Tailing Zixiao Sword was forcibly cut open from the middle by the fire-colored sword shadow like a broken bamboo.
That Tai Lingzi also felt wrong at the first moment of the confrontation,
"—This is the ultimate sword intent? More than that! This person is even more powerful, how could it be—"
The cohesion of the sword's momentum and its gentle movement are ten times better than his! The chosen angle is also the most vulnerable point of riding behind him.
Especially the leaders of these common people's mysterious dragon warriors, their strength seems to be only the seventh rank,
However, he could freely mobilize the true energy and sword power of more than two hundred people, and even mastered the extreme sword intent, just like the sharpest blade, stabbing towards him. It seems that there is no one to be, and everything is broken!
——Who is this person? Why never heard of it before?
After a little distraction, Tai Lingzi recovered. The situation at this time is already dangerous.
Almost with all his strength, Tai Lingzi once again gathered a Zixiao sword force and swept out!
Even more tyrannical, more domineering, and also full of despair for life!
It's just that the sword shadow just arrived halfway, when he heard the young knight on the opposite side shout coldly.
"Sword of the Flame Dragon, cut!"
The huge fiery sword light suddenly turned into a dragon. It seemed to be like a fire dragon, meandering in the wilderness, and with an understated pounce, it forcibly shattered the last resistance of Tai Lingzi.
The scarlet giant sword swung forward. In the blink of an eye, this seventh-rank elite disciple of the Tailing Sect was smashed into dozens of pieces of flesh!
The sword shadow waved again, cooperating with Zong Yuan who was protecting him. The other commander of the Zixiao Sword Cavalry has two sections of body and head!
And the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors were also almost intact, rushing straight ahead, among the hundreds of cavalry whose momentum was declining.
The silver-scaled windwalker galloped, and the clanging sounds of countless armor and metal collisions resounded one after another.
The two hundred scarlet swords danced together, as if they were cutting wheat, they were invincible, and swept off a head and a broken body!
When the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors completely penetrated the formation of the Zixiao sword rider and the Qingyuan warrior, of the total 650 people, there were only more than 30 people on the edge, who were extremely lucky to survive. ,
On the ground, there are more than 600 broken corpses lying on the ground, all of which are of the sixth level, all of them are dead, with their eyes wide open,
But behind Zong Shou, among the two hundred and forty riders, there was not one missing, but some of them had injuries of varying sizes. But no one cared about it, all of them were excited and fighting.
Along with Zong Shou, he pointed his sword at the sky, and roared in unison.
"Mysterious dragon is invincible, kill!"
The aura soared to the sky, and it seemed to surge more than ten times in an instant, attracting everyone in a radius of dozens of miles to look sideways and look over in astonishment.
Zong Shou flicked the huge sword in his hand casually, and shook off the cut piece of meat. Then he slammed the belly of the riding beast under his feet, causing the fifth-order silver-scaled wind treading beast under him to suddenly be enveloped in a violent wind.
"Tread the wind!"
Following Zong Shou's figure rushing up, the two hundred and forty Cangsheng Xuanlong warriors, followed by the imperial beast, flew up into the air.
The spiritual master accompanying the team also recited the spiritual art again. The spirit spells were cast out one by one, but this time, they were blessed on those spirit beasts.
A pair of transparent air wings spread out, making the figures of those silver-scaled windwalkers even lighter.
Although it was in the air, the four iron hooves of the beast rider crushed the wind and clouds, still galloping like thunder.
There were only two hundred riders, but it seemed like an army of thousands of horses, rushing in the direction of Xuan Ye. In just a few breaths of time, it is close,
Of the two besieging Xuanye, one is Long Lingzi of the Tailing Sect, and the other is a seventh-rank powerhouse in the Great Merchant Army.
Almost immediately, the two struck together. One knife and one sword cut from the air, trying to resist.
Zong Shou let out a cold snort, and the fiery red sword shadow once again shone in the sky, majestic and majestic.
In the void, there was another bang. In the blink of an eye, the blade and sword that could cut mountains and rivers were completely shattered!
Jian Guang also transformed into a dragon again, and with one swoop, blood rained all over the sky.
The seventh-rank Xuanwu Grandmaster in that army had almost no power to resist, and was smashed to pieces by those hundreds of scarlet giant swords.
That Long Lingzi's complexion was livid, subconsciously wanting to escape. With a full blow of the sword, Xuan Ye who was entangled with him was forced away, and flew away into the distance.
Zong Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, and threw the sword in his hand violently. The crimson sword light pierced through hundreds of feet in one sixtieth breath, completely piercing Long Lingzi's body! That figure could no longer be maintained, and fell down suddenly.
Zong Shou also uttered a cold drink again!
"Get it for me!"
That Xuanshu smiled 'hey', threw a huge net casually, covered the dragon spirit son from a distance, and caught it.
And that Xuan Ye was already stunned in place, staring blankly at the scene in front of him. Zong Shou didn't pay attention to this woman at all, and turned his eyes to look at Ji Lingzi.
At this time in the air, the remaining three seventh ranks no longer dared to continue chasing, and all retreated one after another. They all moved closer to the tens of thousands of cavalry who had just rushed out of Lewu City.
And the rest of the Zixiao sword cavalry who scattered also tried their best to run back, fearing that they would be left alone.
At this moment, not only Xuan Ye, but almost everyone in the entire battlefield looked at the arrogance of the scarlet cavalry with unbelievable eyes.
"—This, this is, Tanqiu? Why, how is it possible—"
On the downhill, the rope on Yongqin's body has been untied. At this moment, she no longer needs to struggle, nor does she need to struggle.
She was pointing at the sky with her tender fingers, trembling nonstop.
Is this talking about autumn?
That Tan Qiu who she thought was despicable, shameless, cowardly and incompetent, who took the chief position of the Cangsheng Academy thanks to the shadow of her teacher?
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