"Ten years to sharpen a sword!"

When Yang Yi was facing danger, he suddenly chanted loudly, and everyone who heard her poem was surprised, but no one noticed that the sword in Yang Yi's hand suddenly flew out of its sheath and fell into her palm accurately!

"Frostblade hasn't tried!" In the midst of the chanting, Yang Yi's figure suddenly became illusory and unreal, like a person in a dream!

Her afterimage still froze, but her true form was gone! As fast as lightning, shaped like a violent wind, it actually dragged out a long afterimage, almost in an instant, it had already crossed a distance of ten zhang and arrived in front of Wei Qian!

The murderous aura was coming, and at this time, Wei Qian was shocked!

He is a member of the Hedong Wei clan, and he is also a famous family, his family is a generation of two thousand stone officials, and even occasionally enters the ranks of Jiuqing, the world has changed and the scholar family has not changed, whether it is the Han Dynasty or the Wei Dynasty or even the Sima family, it has never declined, and the family background is even thriving, and now there is an opportunity.

"Today, who has a grievance!"

At this time, Yang Yi's sword came out, and the light was like a meteor, piercing Wei Qian's vital point.

Before the sword arrived, the sword qi had forced Wei Qiang, who was slashing and killing at this time, to breathe poorly!

The sword body rose horizontally, and Wei Qian roared at this time, and went all out to meet the brilliant sword light that almost made the scorching sun lose its color!

"Bell-" In the piercing sound of gold and iron, at this time, it was Wei Qiang, who was almost unworthy of courage just now, snorted, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

There was a crackling sound, and the sword in his hand was broken, although it was not a divine weapon, but it was also a hundred refining soldiers, but it was broken in such a fight!

Yang Yi's sword was also blocked, Wei Qian tried his best, and the moment he fought, there was also an extremely surging countershock, which shocked Yang Yi's figure and flew backwards!

In the chant of "Sword Qi Spanning 3......0,000 Miles", Yang Yi, who was flying upside down, did not borrow external force at this time, but stopped his body in the air, and stepped into the air, swinging his sword again and sweeping towards Wei Qiang!

"One sword frost fourteen states!"

At this time, Yang Yi actually used a sword as a knife and slashed down!

At this time, there was no barrier between him and Wei Qiang, and before this sword was chopped, there was a straight trace, showing on the ground!

The fierce murderous aura made Wei Qian frightened, and he threw himself directly to the side, and then rolled on the spot, just to avoid it!

At this time, Wei Qian still had the fighting spirit, got up, and ran towards the crowd as fast as possible, panicking like a lost dog!

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor...... the terrible long groan still resounded behind him, and the voice approached him at unimaginable speed.

But Wei Qian didn't even have the courage to look back at this time, he just threw his hands back, condensed the strength of his whole body, and threw everything he could catch in the direction where the sound came!

The first to be thrown was his armour, which was smashed out of the armour made of hundreds of steels, making a sound like a tsunami breaking through the air.

Then it will fall silent, like a mud cow entering the sea!

Then Wei Qian also heard the long chant that made him desperate: "Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!" ”

Two soft clicks.

At this time, Wei Qian only felt a refreshing coolness from his arms and elbows, and then felt that his arms were light.

He raised his arms and looked at it, and his mouth suddenly let out a terrible howl. His arms had been broken at elbows, the wound was smooth, and the blood seemed to be sealed by a strange force at this time, and it did not spurt out of the wound.

"Smack", there was a soft sound, and a long sword like autumn water was placed on his neck from behind.

At this time, Wei Qian was face was like ashes, cold sweat on his forehead was like pulp, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't even have the courage to continue to run away now, he knew that with the terrifying strength of the person behind him, he would never have any chance of escaping unless he suddenly had the strength of Lu Wenhou or General Guan, who were rampant in the world decades ago!

He didn't even dare to look back, he was afraid that if he turned his head, the sharp sword would cut his throat!

"You...... Who are you? He asked in a trembling voice as his teeth slammed.

"Han Chang Princess Yi." Yang Yi said lightly.

"Take it down, tie it up!"

Then Yang Yi gave an order, and naturally some people listened to the order, but Zhang Shilang or Guan Yi and others had a little more fear in their hearts, they respected Yang Yi's identity before, but few people cared about it in their hearts, but at this time, they were cold.

Later, Guan Yi ordered people to clean up the battlefield and guard the surroundings, after all, the enemy spilled a lot of elites, although it is unlikely that anyone will come back at night, but you must also be careful, otherwise you will be able to kill yourself on the spot if you follow in the footsteps of the enemy.

The camp was a mess, and in the midst of the torches, the camp was littered with corpses, stumps and broken arms intertwined, and many people only realized the pain and cried after the war.

Searching for the results of the battle, only to know that this battle, the victory was very large, and the losses were also very large, especially the mountain people, the losses were also heavy, there were thirteen people killed on the spot, and the wounded were several times this, almost one-fifth of the troops were wounded, of course, hundreds of Wei troops, almost all of them were killed, and there were few survivors.

For the rest, Guan Yi naturally immediately pulled it to interrogate, reconnoiter the enemy's strength, and how many people were outside......

The results of the enemy killed are still second, more is the food and gold and silver in the battalion, this part is the food carried by the enemy, the previous battles, the Wei army has gained a lot, and there is the last attack and the pro-guard, the spoils obtained.

And Yang Yi's original people didn't have many casualties, after all, these people were trained in military formations, and they probably knew when to advance and when to retreat, and they wouldn't rush and kill like the mountain people.

The battlefield was cleaned up by their own people, although their physical strength and spirit had been greatly consumed, and it could be said that they were exhausted, but they were still cleaning up under the command of Guan Yi.

Ask which is the head of the enemy army, which was also cut down, specially made, at this time, or the first to judge the merit.

"Shiro, you're going to let them do this?" Naturally, some people were very unhappy, stepped forward and said to Zhang Shilang, the large number of weapons and armor in the camp, as well as food, gold and silver, made him very red-eyed: "This is all laid down by our brothers!" ”

"Third brother, don't say that, this is the official army, and it is their right to dispose of the spoils of war." Zhang Shilang immediately scolded and said, seeing that the man was still not convinced, so he whispered: "Since we won this battle, we have won this great achievement, and the promotion is certain, and you have also seen just now, that nobleman's ability, a single sword, who can stop it, the big man, can't die!" ”

Zhang Shilang said in a low voice: "Now is also our best opportunity, with this opportunity, we can be promoted in one fell swoop, a little property, compared with the future future, what is it?"

If we compete for wealth at this time, the noble person will surely give it too, but in this case, it is difficult to say whether we can gain the trust of the noble, let alone the future. ”

Zhang Shilang's words, listening to the few people around him at this time, nodded again and again.

After the war, there were many things, and the enemy's dead had to be identified one by one, and depending on the situation, the heads were cut off or buried on the spot.

This is especially true of the dead on their own side, the wounded must be treated one by one, because it is a regular army, and it is necessary to register military merits, register the wear and tear of armor equipment, and war trophies, which only those who are familiar with the battle array will.

Guan Yi handled it at this time, but it was in an orderly manner, which made Zhang Shilang secretly surprised, this brother was right, he thought it was a gentleman, but he didn't expect that he still had some ability, the descendants of General Guan are really extraordinary.

At this time, Yang Yi was in the tooth tent that was vacated, looking inside the world, with the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", penetrating the world's luck, only to see that in the vast earth, countless black and white gas, there are tens of millions, entangled, each forming a dotted core, these cores are large or small, most of them are black and red, each does not blend, and there is a fierce collision and devouring of each other, and in the southeast, a dragon formed by a black qi is covered in blood at this time, and is dying and struggling.

In the south, a yellow dragon soaring to the sky, but it seemed to be old and decayed, and occasionally a roar, which meant that it made people cry when they heard it.

And in the north, a similar yellow dragon and the black dragon in the southeast are also dying, and a white dragon is devouring it; And in the world, there are also several dragon qi of various colors that have faintly appeared at this time.

Yang Yi naturally understood that this was the general trend of the world, and he was about to take a closer look, but everything disappeared, and his spiritual sense retreated into his body like the tide.

"Hey, my clouds have changed." Then the number of qi obtained in this battle can only be seen so much, but Yang Yi doesn't have many regrets, this number of qi is one thing, and it depends more on what the individual does.

And this battle, the most important thing is to verify her idea, the literary qi researched in the last world can really be used in this world, especially with the true dragon qi of the Son of Heaven as the core, it is even more like a finger.

The core essence of this tone was stated in an article:

I heard that there was an old scholar walking at night, and suddenly met his deceased friend, the scholar was upright, and he was not afraid, and asked him where he was going, saying: "I am a dark official, and I have a hook in the south village." ”

Suitable for the ear, because of the parallel to a broken house.

The ghost said: "This scribe is also." ”

When asked how he knew, he said: "Mortals camp during the day, their sexual spirits are gurgling, they are not born when they sleep, they are full of thoughts, and the books they read in their chests are full of light, and they come out of a hundred orifices, and their shapes are ethereal and colorful, and they are as rotten as splendor." Learn like Zheng Kong, write like Qu Song Banma, go to the candle and compete with the stars and the moon; The second is a few zhang, the second is a few feet, to gradually and poorly, the lowest one is also like a lamp shining on the household, people can not see, only the ears of ghosts and gods to see. The light on this room is seven or eight feet high, so I know it. ”

The pedant asked: "I have been studying all my life, how much light will I have in my sleep?" ”

The ghost whispered for a long time: "Yesterday, after the Junshu, the Jun Fang slept day and night, and saw a high-headed sermon in the king's chest, five or six hundred ink scrolls, seventy or eighty scriptures, thirty or forty strategies, and the words turned into black smoke, enveloping the house, and the sound of all living beings reciting, such as in the thick clouds and fog, did not see the light, and did not dare to lie." ”

The pedant rebuked him, and the ghost laughed and walked away.

It's not that if you read too many books, you can have an overwhelming literary atmosphere, but it still depends on a person's own literary talent, and Yang Yisizhi, the article is too long, and after the reduction, he can also contain the literary qi with poetry and Mingzhi, but he has never had the opportunity to test it, this time the true dragon luck is full of meridians, so he has to give it a try.

And the difference with the article Longhua's qi is that if you want to use the power contained in the poem, then you need talent, or dragon qi, compared to talent, dragon qi is naturally better, if the two complement each other, then it is naturally better, but for the dragon people, how many have great talents?

Throughout the ages, I am afraid that it is only the Cao family in the north of Wei.

Now Liwen Dao, opening up the holy road for the world again, is a great benefit for the Cao family, who had Cao Cao, Cao Zhi, Cao Pi and other literary masters, but Yang Yi will not care, on the contrary, he will help.

Because now Wei is already Sima Zhao's heart, and passers-by know it.

It will be revised in a moment

The core essence of this tone was stated in an article:

I heard that there was an old scholar walking at night, and suddenly met his deceased friend, the scholar was upright, and he was not afraid, and asked him where he was going, saying: "I am a dark official, and I have a hook in the south village." ”

Suitable for the ear, because of the parallel to a broken house.

The ghost said: "This scribe is also." ”

When asked how he knew, he said: "Mortals camp during the day, their sexual spirits are gurgling, they are not born when they sleep, they are full of thoughts, and the books they read in their chests are full of light, and they come out of a hundred orifices, and their shapes are ethereal and colorful, and they are as rotten as splendor." Learn like Zheng Kong, write like Qu Song Banma, go to the candle and compete with the stars and the moon; The second is a few zhang, the second is a few feet, to gradually and poorly, the lowest one is also like a lamp shining on the household, people can not see, only the ears of ghosts and gods to see. The light on this room is seven or eight feet high, so I know it. ”

The pedant asked: "I have been studying all my life, how much light will I have in my sleep?" ”

The ghost whispered for a long time: "Yesterday, after the Junshu, the Jun Fang slept day and night, and saw a high-headed sermon in the king's chest, five or six hundred ink scrolls, seventy or eighty scriptures, thirty or forty strategies, and the words turned into black smoke, enveloping the house, and the sound of all living beings reciting, such as in the thick clouds and fog, did not see the light, and did not dare to lie." ”

The pedant rebuked him, and the ghost laughed and walked away.

It's not that if you read too many books, you can have an overwhelming literary atmosphere, but it still depends on a person's own literary talent, and Yang Yisizhi, the article is too long, and after the reduction, he can also contain the literary qi with poetry and Mingzhi, but he has never had the opportunity to test it, this time the true dragon luck is full of meridians, so he has to give it a try.

And the difference with the article Longhua's qi is that if you want to use the power contained in the poem, then you need talent, or dragon qi, compared to talent, dragon qi is naturally better, if the two complement each other, then it is naturally better, but for the dragon people, how many have great talents?

Throughout the ages, I am afraid that it is only the Cao family in the north of Wei.

Now Liwen Dao, opening up the holy road for the world again, is a great benefit for the Cao family, who had Cao Cao, Cao Zhi, Cao Pi and other literary masters, but Yang Yi will not care, on the contrary, he will help.

Because now Wei is already Sima Zhao's heart, and passers-by know it.

Wen Dao Li, of course, is not so easy, but Yang Yi is now the King of Taishan, although he is only the King of the Mountains, but he can already carry one, not to mention that this Wen Dao is not meant to spread all over the world, but this world is enough.