Chapter 340: Heroic Spirit

Chapter 340: Heroic and heroic

The two Grandmasters are at war in the royal city of Rouran.

Unfortunately for the buildings in the city.

The two of them fought from the West Market to the East Fang, and then from the water reservoir to the palace.

Just the street and the buildings next to it, I don't know how much was destroyed by the two of them.

After destroying a street again.

Yang Xiao was lying on the ground, and Lu Zhi was still standing, but there was obviously some unsteady.

Raising her hand to accumulate strength, Lu Zhi's heart palpitated for no reason, she remembered Xiang Tian Xiao, and remembered the name of the silver fox.

Turning his head to look around, and looking back at Yang Xiao, Lu Zhi asked tentatively:

"The surname is Yang, you came alone?"

Yang Xiao slowly got up from the ground, suddenly closed his sword and rushed forward, shouting:

"The demon woman returned my wife's life!"

The Grandmaster's sacrifice is not trivial!

In the face of Yang Xiao's sacrificing sword, Lu Zhi urged his whole body to retreat, and the house behind him didn't know how much it was damaged, but he didn't even have a chance to turn around.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Lu Zhi suddenly exclaimed:

"I didn't kill me!"

Yang Xiao's mood was very unstable at this time, and when he heard this, his heart jumped, and his hand slowed down a little.

Taking the opportunity to dodge Yang Xiao's fatal blow, Lu Zhi hurriedly shouted:

"Where is the Dharma Protector?!"

Suddenly, I don't know where many masters appeared, all of whom were not low in cultivation.

At this time, there are still rules in the rivers and lakes, and a group of masters are besieging them.

"Despicable!" Yang Xiao shouted as he swung his sword and kept swinging his sword.

At this moment, after Yang Xiao's long journey, after a series of attrition, even the grandmaster already felt a little overwhelmed, all supported by the belief of revenge.

Lu Zhi's face was bitter, followed by a cold, his palms were slowly raised to his chest, and he said:

"Whether you believe it or not, your wife's business is really not the work of my Holy Gate. ”

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of red air masses were knocked out by Lu Zhi, and he whispered:

"Star Dust Rotation Work!"

............

A loud and energetic trumpet.

An army dressed in a soft beard robe and a sheep's skull and helmet is spreading out on the grassland.

Under the umbrella cover of Huangluo in the center, there are 30,000 troops, and 10,000 on each wing, all of which are cavalry.

As the saying goes, there are more than 10,000 dense people.

These 50,000 troops are like a big black mat spread out on this grassland, and they are as black as pine forests all over the field.

Gong Ling, Kunlun Seven Swords, Torture Hall disciples, etc., were surrounded by tens of thousands of Rouran troops, and they had been fighting fiercely for a day.

Under the banner of King Rouran, a huge Huangluo umbrella cover, below is a two-zhang high wooden platform, and a soft collapse in the middle of the platform.

Half-lying on the top was none other than the lord of the Rouran Kingdom, Mu Gulu, and next to him was a delicate woman who was greasy on him.

It is the 'Right Lady' Lu Zhi.

Looking at the situation, Mu Gu Lu was very fond of Lu Zhi, but his eyes were staring at the group of white-robed people in the field.

For a day, he didn't know how many dead and wounded the warrior had been killed, and only one of the opponents had fought from beginning to end, and the rest were all in formation to protect themselves.

"The Kunlun Sect's 'Desperate Sword' is really powerful," Mu Gu Lu Senran said.

Lu Zhiyu raised his hand lightly, first caressing his chest, and then said softly:

"The king doesn't have to be angry, there are still only a few masters like him in this world, and the disciples he brings are all extraordinary, and they are complemented by formations, so ordinary soldiers are naturally not their opponents. ”

In the audience, there was a Rouran Wanfu who said loudly: "King, give me 10,000 people, and the subordinates can destroy them with one charge!"

Mu Gu Lu's face softened slightly, and he shook his hand at the captain below, turned his head sideways and asked in a harmonious voice:

"What kind of place is this Kunlun sect, and why have you never heard of it before?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhi smiled a little and responded: "This Kunlun sect is a sect that has risen in recent years, and the whole sect is ......dressed in white."

"White?" Mu Gulu interrupted in surprise, looked at the scene again, and hurriedly said:

"Could it be that the grandmaster who forcibly broke into the royal city a few days ago is also a member of his Kunlun faction?"

Lu Zhi blinked his seductive eyes, pointed to the middle of the field and said coquettishly:

"The person the king said, surnamed Yang and Xiao, is called 'Flying Immortal Sword' by the people of the rivers and lakes, and is the junior brother of the 'Crazy Sword' below. ”

Mu Gulu's brows furrowed a little deeper, and he nodded slightly and said:

"I understand why Madame asked me to send troops, instead of letting people knock on the door, it is better to take the initiative to attack, but there is something strange about this intelligence source?"

Lu Zhi writhed on Mu Gu Lu again, and said in a greasy voice:

Although the person who reported the news was not found, the facts proved that the situation was true, and now that the army was surrounded, he smiled to the sky that even if he had the ability to pass through the sky, he could not succeed. ”

"That's what Madame said, it's just ...... right now," Mu Gulu looked at the field again.

"The concubine is going to fight," Lu Zhi pretended to get up.

Mu Gulu hurriedly grabbed it and said with concern: "Madame fought with Na Yang Xiao the day before yesterday, and her internal injuries have not healed, how can she fight again?"

A pair of flattering eyes turned, Lu Zhi pointed to a group of tall and strong men who were naked, carrying stone pillars on their shoulders and wearing red hoops on their heads, and said:

"I have heard for a long time that although there are few people in the tribe of Qianxue Mountain, there is a secret method, and the king is not as good as ......"

Without waiting for Lu Zhi to finish speaking, Mu Gu Lu ordered:

"Order, order the Thousand Snow Mountains to fight!"

Senyuki Mountains.

After receiving the order, a young man slammed the stone pillar that was a foot thick and four feet long on his shoulder to the ground, and said hatefully:

"Captured Zhuo Ge Yimaer, and still want us to fight the enemy, don't think!"

A sturdy old man walked up to the young man with a stone pillar on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"Qijin White Tiger! Zhuo Ge Yima is the daughter of Mrs. Zuo, and Rouran's Abba is also my Subud of Qianxue Mountain, we have no choice!"

The white tiger closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes and said loudly:

"Drumming!!Thousand Snow Mountains!!Battle!"

The drums were thundering, and hundreds of strong men with a height of two meters, each carrying huge stone pillars on their shoulders, came out violently.

For a time, the Rouran army was in turmoil, and the cries were everywhere!

"It's a thousand snow mountains! A thousand snow mountains are out of battle!!"

"It's the guard relatives of Zhuoge Yimar!!!!"

"I heard that each of the stone pillars of Qianxue Mountain weighs hundreds of catties. ”

"Isn't it? Don't look at the fact that there are only a few hundred of them, and they are invincible in the direction of the enemy!"

"Drog Yimar, Abba Huan, Tumen Asura!!"

"Tumen Asura~~~!"

The cheers were thunderous, and this cry made Mu Gulu a little jealous!

Because, this is the most honorable title in the Rouran language, which is equivalent to long live.

In the face of thousands of troops cheering in unison, Gong Ling held his head high with his sword held high, standing still, even though there was not much true qi left in his body.

Gongsun Qi, Zhang Liao, Guo Huai, Qijian and others immediately walked behind him, and everyone stood with their troops.

"Princess, they should be far away, right?" Gong Ling asked.

Gongsun Qi replied softly: "It's been a day, and my wife should be far away." ”

Nodding slightly, Gong Ling asked again: "The other party didn't find out, right? ”

This time it was Guo Huai who responded: "I shouldn't have found it, there are many people on the other side, if I find it, I will definitely divide my troops to pursue it." ”

Zhang Liao asked, "Third Elder, why don't you let the Dong Sect Master stay behind?"

Gong Ling shook his head and sighed: "If someone from the Zhengmen Gate dies outside the gate, it will be suspected by someone with a heart, so I asked the Dong Sect Master and them to return to Cangzhou quickly." ”

Guo Huai asked again: "...... the county lord?"

Gong Ling was just about to open his mouth to speak, when the war drums on the opposite side stopped, and hundreds of strong men lined up in front of the Kunlun faction, with more than 10,000 Rouran cavalry behind him.

The strange white tiger came out of the queue and was about to open his mouth.

Suddenly!

In the Seven Swords, Dong Hao hurriedly roared: "Someone is coming, is it ...... It's a princess?!!"

Then he saw a horse galloping from afar.

After a moment, the fine breeze willow leaf returned to Gong Ling's side and said softly:

"I'm back, and I'll let Elder Zhu and Xuanwutang be in charge of accompanying the escort. ”

Gong Ling shook her head with a wry smile, and said softly, "You shouldn't have come back." ”

A big white country scimitar was put on his neck, and the fine wind willow said with hatred on his face:

"This princess hates you Wu Dynasty men the most, if you die, this princess will never live alone!"

Helplessly raised his hand and pressed the knife of the fine wind willow leaf, Gong Ling turned his head and glanced at the Kunlun disciples present, dressed in white and with a black card hanging from his waist, it was his Gong Ling's torture hall disciple.

Gong Ling took a breath and asked loudly:

"Are you afraid of death?"

The Flame Tiger Sun Swallowing Sword was held high above the top, and a group of black cards and white clothes shouted in unison:

"After entering the master's sect, he died in Kunlun!"

Nodding heavily, Gong Ling turned around suddenly, and the 'Iron-backed Dragon Knife' pointed forward, and Gong Ling's body burst out with great pride, raising his head and shouting:

"Kunlun Sect Gong Ling is here!

A wave of the long knife!

The crown of heroic heroism!

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