Hetu was furious, and there were countless bones.

The king's sword was all out, and the gods and ghosts did not dare to stop him.

The private army of the Huangfu royal family, who can fight well, finally understood at this moment what it means to be a real master of the rivers and lakes.

I also gradually realized that the reason why Ninghetu became Ninghetu was not because of his innate terrifying background and uncommon family background.

After that flash of sword light came out of its sheath.

It seems that the whole sky has been suppressed and dimmed.

The dust and sand in the sky rose and fell in the void, and the sharp sword light traveled unimpeded, after cutting out a terrifying gap in the void, it carried a huge sword qi, and hundreds of people in front of it crashed into their backs.

Light armor is broken, weapons are broken.

There was even a slight wisp of sword light, which touched the thick city wall of Xiangfan City, leaving a shocking sword mark.

"This ......"

"I can't stop it at all, this master of the rivers and lakes who kills like a god."

Xiangfan City, because of Ning Hetu's second visit, successfully set off a huge shock, especially after Ning Chen forcibly entered the city, the city gate really became a burial ground.

"Snort."

In the noisy scene, a beam of knife light appeared.

The moon-white luster, like a white curtain blown into the wind, was covered in the sky above Xiangfan City, and without waiting for everyone's reaction, at least dozens of war horses rushed to the rear in a semicircular arc.

Centaurs fall to the ground.

Because of the huge impact force, the road paved with bluestone shook out several shocking and terrifying cracks.

Like a spider's web, it is densely packed in the center of the road.

Hundreds of people looked up, looking at each other with panicked expressions, holding war knives in their hands, and their world-shattering temperament was like Bai Qi, a peerless killing god.

Killing God is worthy of killing God.

"Ahem."

One of the royal private soldiers, after falling to the ground, stroked the injured left ribcage with his right hand with difficulty, struggled several times, and was about to get up.

Suddenly, the war horse, which sat down in white, jumped into the air and landed quickly.

A horse trampled on it, and the bones burst.

"Who, dare to go up?"

The half-human-length war knife carved a deep ravine along the bluestone pavement, as if it had been plowed over.

Occasionally, sparks are splashed around.

Bai Qi and Chen Qingzhi came side by side and were responsible for opening the way ahead.

Ning Chen sent the sword back to its sheath, and then hung it at the back with an indifferent expression.

The three of them traveled like ghosts.

Thousands of private troops along the way were almost frightened to death, except to retreat, or retreat.

After retreating again and again, Ning Hetu successfully stepped into Xiangfan City.

This spacious and ancient main road, because of the outbreak of large-scale disputes, the ordinary people living on both sides have all retreated to the edge.

When, Ning Chen and the three of them slowly entered the city.

Almost, all eyes converged on the high-spirited and sharp young man.

Some people are shocked, some people are envious, and some people have all kinds of emotions welling up in their hearts.

is less than thirty years old, and he lives so openly and magnificently, and there is only Ninghetu in the huge north.

Dense, restless crowds.

In fact, there are three or four of them, Ning Chen's former old friends.

For example, tangerine peel, big head, snot baby.

Naturally, there is also Chen Luoxue, who once had his eyes above the top and repeatedly targeted Ning Chen.

This beautiful woman, who is Chen Pipi's sister, has seen Ning Chen for the second time since she said goodbye last year.

Different scenes, same people.

Today, he still lives so supreme and lives so glamorously.

And she could only stand in the crowd that was destined to be ignored, raised her head, and watched carefully at the young man who had been denounced as a beggar by herself, and single-handedly entered Xiangfan City.

A sword fell, and a hundred people died.

"It turns out that this is the real you."

Chen Luoxue bit her lower lip, her expression was lonely, and after she turned her head away, she no longer dared to look at this young man who was ridiculed by herself and even maliciously choreographed.

Da-da-da-da.

The main road was silent, only the sound of the war horse landing.

The thousands of private troops of the Huangfu royal family retreated in unison, and halfway, none of them dared to jump out of the team and try to intercept them.

Hundreds of meters away, the mansion where Huangfu Feiyue lived, there was a dead silence.

Huangfu Feiyue sat in the living room with a dull expression, drinking alone.

And the next room is the residence where Taohuawu and the disciples stay.

Previously, as the host, he had accompanied this group of distinguished guests in Taohuawu, but after the appearance of Ninghetu, Huangfu Feiyue had a premonition that the situation was going to suffer today, so after coming back, he directly avoided Taohuawu.

He sat alone, in a room across the wall.

"Shizi, we can't stop it."

About a few minutes, Huangfu Feiyue, who had just poured a glass of wine and was about to put it in his mouth, suddenly heard such a sentence.

Then, a bleak smile on his face.

"Brother Hetu, this is to kill my private army cleanly."

Huangfu Feiyue muttered to himself, then closed his eyes, and tasted the aroma of wine in his lips and teeth.

"Boom!"

There was a terrible sound, causing a cloud of dust.

Thousands of private troops have been forced to retreat nearby, and the noisy environment and frightened situation at the scene, even if Huangfu Feiyue is not at the scene, understands that it must be very tragic.

"After all, it's my Brother Hetu, not to mention Bai Qi, Chen Qingzhi, thousands of private troops, how can they be stopped?"

In the end, Huangfu Feiyue was helpless and chose to give up.

And the wings separated by a wall also captured the situation outside for the first time.

Wu Jiang, who looked arrogant, snorted and muttered accusations, "Why doesn't this private army of the emperor's prince understand etiquette at all? Where I stay in Taohuawu, dare to make a loud noise? It's just presumptuous. ”

After a glass of wine.

Wu Jiang straightened up, rubbed his hands, and prepared to take a look outside.

Wu Qingshan did not stop it.

When the young man easily and indifferently pushed the door open, he didn't have time to poke his head out to look.

Rumble!

A silver-white spear stabbed heavily near his toes.

"This ......"

Wu Jiang gasped, and after raising his head with a stunned expression, he saw three war horses and slowly leaned over.

After the trio.

It is thousands of Huangfu's private army, which has long been frightened.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Wu Jiang Nunu asked knowingly.

"The prince has an order, give up interception, we ...... Stand by in place. ”

With an amnesty order, all the emperor's private troops put their swords back into their sheaths, and they didn't dare to struggle anymore.

After Ning Chen, Bai Qi, and Chen Qingzhi arrived at the scene, they quickly walked towards Wujiang and a few people.

Ning Chen, who had already handed over the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow to Chen Qingzhi and carried it with both hands, just said two words lightly at the moment when he staggered with Wu Jiang, close the door!

When the door is closed, it is natural to kill.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Qingzhi's mouth, his right foot was raised, and he slowly closed the gate of the courtyard, and then wrapped his hands around him to guard the exit.

Bai Qi and Ning Chen walked side by side to the inner hall.

"Chop off a hand first. Liliwei. ”

Ning Chen's second sentence was finished.

Bai Qi fell with a knife, and before Wu Jiang could react, the latter's right hand was stomped off on the spot.

(End of chapter)