Chapter 192: Mysterious People

Poof!

The chests of the two swordsmen beside him suddenly cracked, their sternums and ribs turned out neatly, and the hot blood fell to the ground along with the two flying swords that had lost their power.

Yang Yan knew that these two sword masters had died from some powerful True Yuan method, so he stretched out his hands and held the bodies of these two sword masters, allowing the blood on their bodies to spill on his body.

Although he knew in his heart that this might be the place where he ended, his face was indifferent.

With a mad gaze, he pinned himself to a chariot not far from him.

There was a Taoist in a blue robe on that chariot.

"Kill him first. ”

That person was the cultivator who instantly killed the two sword masters beside him.

The blue-robed Daoist could clearly be sure that Yang Di did not have the strength to fight at this time, and there was not much threat to him, which was why he used the fastest means to kill the two sword masters at this time, but at this time, facing Yang Lu's gaze and looking at this bloodied general, fear and endless remorse arose in his heart.

A military order is a military order, and all the cultivators who broke through the sky except for one who landed on Yang Yan's side, all the rest had already used all kinds of powerful means against this blue-robed Daoist before the figure arrived.

More than ten extremely chaotic energy and a lot of brilliance and sword light instantly swept through this chariot.

This blue-robed Daoist was almost powerless to resist under the full force of more than twenty cultivators, and his entire body turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood on the chariot.

At the same time, at least five cultivators from Yang Lu's side also fell down and died at this moment.

Judging from the comparison of numbers, Yang Lu's side lost five cultivators in an instant in order to kill this Daoist, which was undoubtedly not worth it.

However, at this time, it seemed that none of Yang Yi and these still living cultivators were thinking about such a question.

Without any hesitation, no one considered whether there was a difference between their cultivation and those on the rest of the chariots around them, and these people concentrated all their forces extremely tacitly and attacked the nearest carriage of Yang Lu.

The cultivator on that chariot let out a strange scream, and all the true yuan in his body turned into an air flow that pushed his body.

The White Bone Army that was still charging not far away didn't even see what this person looked like, this person had turned into a streamer and threw himself into the army of the Guan Long He clan in the rear. In a sense, there is nothing wrong with a well-cultivated practitioner surviving.

In terms of the consumption of strength on the battlefield, in the face of the true yuan consumption of many cultivators in the enemy army, even if this person used most of the true yuan in his body in an instant, even if it was only used to save his life, he was equivalent to consuming the true yuan of many cultivators in the enemy army at the same time, and there was nothing wrong with it, and it could not be said to be a loss.

But at this moment, his hasty escape instantly caused several sneers.

The moment these sneers rang out, they caused more sneers among the Northern Wei army in the distance.

.......

When such laughter sounded, at the rear end of the Guanlong army, there were many people in ordinary clothes standing behind some heavily armored sergeants, among them were men and women, merchants, woodcutters, scholars, singers holding pipa... There are all kinds of clothes to wear.

These people gathered together, like a group of people who had just been transported from a small market town.

However, even in the face of the killing field of hundreds of thousands of troops, especially in the face of a battlefield that I am afraid that the Northern Wei Dynasty has never had before, without any advance and retreat, without any siege and land grabbing and strategic transfer, the faces of these people are extremely calm.

Listening to the laughter, the group didn't even have any conversation, but in the next moment, there seemed to be a few fewer people among these people.

Compared with the calmness of these people, several generals of the Guan Longhe clan on an arrow tower not far away have been very nervous.

These generals have been paying close attention to these people, who have only officially emerged from the camp today, and they are even more concerned about these people than they are about the front-line fighting.

Before the news of Hebatdu's death broke, they, the high-ranking generals of the Guanlong army, did not feel that they were any different from ordinary Northern Wei generals.

But after the death of He Badu, when the various armies ordered by the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty gathered towards Guanlong, and then the outbreak of the entire war, these generals in the army, who had long been firmly bound to the He family, suddenly found themselves as outliers among the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

What made them even more helpless was that as time went by, they found themselves at odds with He Batyue and these mysterious people around him.

Even if these mysterious people in all kinds of clothes are right under their noses, they feel that these people are not real, too far away from the world they live in.

These generals even felt that although it was the army of Guan Long and the army of the Northern Wei Emperor who were fighting at the moment, it seemed that this was not their war at all.

As the generals of the Guanlong army, they seem to be on the verge of this war.

Over the course of the day, it became clear to them that the outcome of the war was completely out of their control.

Because according to the current situation, no matter how conscientiously they mobilize the army and stimulate the morale of the army as much as possible, such a battle is tantamount to sending the army to death.

However, as the supreme generals of the He Clan, even though they and He Batyue seemed to be separated by a world, they at least knew more than the rest of Guan Long's army.

They at least knew that the shaman-looking old man who had just been killed by Yang Yi was an important figure in the Hou Chong family, and in addition to the Hou Chong family, there were seven other mysterious people who they usually had no contact with and no knowledge of.

The few people who suddenly disappeared from those people belonged to the Li family.

Among the eight families in total, there is another Li family, and in addition to the Hou Chong family and the two Li families who seem to be from different places and have different inheritances, there are five other families that are the Yuwen family, the Yuan family, the Dugu family, the Yu family, and the Zhao family.

After the outbreak of the war, these generals were only ordered by Hebal to welcome these eight families, and these people were all above them, and they could not call on these people, and these people would choose to join the war at the right time.

He Batyue had never told them where these people came from, but it was clear that the temperament and the exercises they practiced were very strange, and in terms of numbers, they were easily associated with the eight gods of the Ghost Dynasty back then.

If these people were the eight gods and generals of the year, could it be said that after the fall of the You Dynasty for nearly a thousand years, all the eight gods and generals of the year had been inherited, and in fact, they had already been connected in the world?

If these people were the eight gods of the year, what about the He family?

Could it be that he was directly the descendant of Emperor Youdi back then, or did he belong to the Quartet Patrol King?

Of course, the more mysterious the origin of these people, the more amazing the identity behind He Batyue, it seems that for these generals, the future seems to be brighter.

However, the feeling of being separated from the world of these people, and watching such a war go on, with fate completely in the hands of these people, seems really uncomfortable.