"No good!

"Damn, those shrunken turtles in Yan Kingdom, why did they suddenly come to beat us today. ”

"I have long said that Yan Qingsheng is like a ghost and does not play cards according to common sense. Now the morale of the two sides is low, and this guy actually took advantage of this time to send troops!"

“......”

Just when the soldiers of Yan State were shouting to kill, the army of Wu State was in chaos, and most of the soldiers who were asleep were awakened by this shouting of killing, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"How come the army of the Wu State also has 200,000! The vanguard of the Yan State together is only 6,000 people, as for the panic?"

In mid-air, a ghost-like figure slowly emerged. Due to the night, and because no one in the troops below dared to be distracted at this time, no one noticed this figure.

"It's started!" This figure was Xiang Tian, who couldn't help muttering when he saw the situation below, and his body trembled slightly.

The trembling on Xiang Tian's body was not because he was not afraid, but because he was excited! It was the first time he had seen such a big battle when he had grown so big. Although he has also experienced some fights and killings, after all, they are all single-handed, and the most spectacular times are just slaughtering the wolves in front of the Liu sisters.

But now, thousands of people are fighting together! This scene! This momentum! is definitely not something that can be played in those TV dramas.

The sky-high fire, the rolling sound of iron hooves, the army of Yan State rushed straight into the military camp of Wu State like thunder and lightning.

At the same time, a loud shout suddenly sounded from inside the camp: "Let them in." I was just about to see what kind of strength the Yan Kingdom had, and it had actually entrenched itself in this land of tigers and wolves for hundreds of years?"

Xiang Tian heard this shout, and couldn't help but look up at the other side, only to see a middle-aged man with an elegant face and a pair of golden armor on his body standing in the middle of the formation, with an indifferent expression.

After Xiang Tian looked at this person, he looked at the few people in brocade clothes beside him, all of them had full expressions and rich faces, but there was a faint fluctuation on their bodies, which made Xiang Tian can't help but be suspicious.

"Huh? The ...... next to you. It can't be a monk, right?"

"Kill~" At this time period, more soldiers and horses suddenly appeared in all directions of the Wu State military camp. However, these are not the troops of Wu State's own country, and I saw a big "Yan" character written on the silver hook iron painting on the banner in the army.

Xiang Tian looked at a person standing under the big flag, this person's face was ordinary, and his eyes were slightly dim, and he looked listless. If it were normal, I'm afraid that nine out of ten people would think that he hadn't woken up!

"Huh, looking at this guy's appearance, there should be no doubt about the main general. But that look, why do you always feel like you've seen it somewhere? Forget it, let's look at the big battle below!"

Xiang Tian shook his head, throwing away the slightest doubt in his heart, and then looked at the battle below.

Boom! Boom!

The three vanguard troops of the Yan Kingdom were already like three sharp swords inserted from three directions, like the Wu army, and the commander of the Wu army stroked his beard and looked at the scene in his eyes with satisfaction.

"Brothers, kill these Wu Guo minions!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

“......”

The three vanguard troops were greeted by a burst of shouting and killing, and the whole was actually like a sharp sword, about to be inserted into the commander in the center of the Wu army's array.

"It's ...... Sword intent?" Xiang Tian looked at the momentum of the three vanguards, and his eyes lit up. At this moment, I seemed to grasp something.

In the face of the three stormtroopers, the elegant man in the formation smiled and shook his head, not at all timid because of the approach of the enemy.

Yes, why is that? Even though there are only 2,000 people in each team, they are rushing to kill in this 200,000 army, and they are like bamboos, why is it that my kendo is missing compared to this thing?

Xiang Tian looked at the three sword-like troops below, as if he had grasped something, but he still couldn't get the point.

The leader of one of the teams waved his sword, and countless stumps and severed arms flew into the sky, and he laughed wildly, resounding through the sky like thunder. This feeling is like a sleeping lion finally waking up. The ferocity hidden deep in the bottom of my heart is quietly released!

No, it's not! Damn, what the hell is wrong there, why can't I figure it out!

Xiang Tian saw that the battle had entered the white-hot stage, and while his blood was boiling, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Some things are not something that can be realized if you want to understand them, and when fate arrives, it will naturally come to pass.

Syllable!

It seemed to be affected by the sky-high blood qi in this battlefield, Xiang Tian's eyes were all red, and the evil aura around his body was quietly surging. One of his hands was fiercely grasping the Qinglong Sword at his waist, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Closer, the three charging teams were less than ten zhang away from the commander of the Wu army. With a little more effort, you can reach the opposite side and kill the enemy commander.

However, at this time, the commander of Wu Jun suddenly said something to several people in brocade clothes around him, only to see those brocade people jump out one after another, jumping into the air, and each of them instantly took out a six-foot blood-colored broadsword in his hand and slashed at these vanguard troops.

"Blood Spirit Knife!These guys are actually from Wuji Gate?" After seeing the weapons of these brocade-clothed people, Xiang Tiandeng recognized their origins.

As one of the eight major sects, there will always be some unique skills or unique weapons to show that they are different. It's like Xiang Tian's evil soul demon dragon decision, or a hundred ghost flags. As long as a discerning person looks at it, he knows that Xiang Tian is a person from the Imperial Soul Sect.

And before that, the person Xiang Tian met who used the Xuantian Twelve Swords. Basically, it can be explained that that person must be a disciple of Xuantian Sect, only this one, and there is no other semicolon. And the Blood Spirit Sword in the hands of these monks that Xiang Tian saw now was the signature weapon of Wuji Gate.

I saw them standing in the void, slashing out, and a huge black sword light hit the Yan army's charging troops like a match.

Seeing this, the three generals led by them hurriedly put the weapons in their hands horizontally, wanting to hold the sword light, but they didn't want the other party to emit a sword aura condensed by mana, how could mortals resist it.

Therefore, the moment the two sides made contact, the black horse cut the weapons in the hands of the generals in two in one fell swoop, and then castrated unabated, instantly splitting the three generals and their horses into two.

"General!"

The general who opened the road of the three armies was chopped to death by the other party with a knife, and the soldiers led by the former suddenly mourned and lost their sharpness.

The soldier is dead, the sword intent is still there, the general is dead, the sword intent is gone. I have unleashed a myriad of sword intents, but there is no cohesion, and it turns out that this is the only few!

Looking at the series of changes below, Xiang Tian's head was like an enlightenment, and he only heard the sound of "hum", and all his thoughts were cleared. And the green dragon sword on his waist also seemed to have sensed the master's breakthrough, and it also let out a crisp sword sound.

Yes, this is the way of the sword, ten thousand swords are one. Gathering monstrous sword qi in one, this is the real way of the sword!

After killing the leading sergeant, the brocade-clad men abruptly withdrew and retreated to the commander of the formation.

"Prince Murong, looking at Senior Brother's face this time, we have made an exception and killed these ordinary people. Now that our karma has deepened, we can't kill anymore. ”

After returning to the man's side, one of the brocade-clad men said to the former with a calm face. The other brocade-clothed men each took out a pocket and threw it into the air.

"Soul Bag!" Xiang Tian saw clearly, these Wuji Sect monks directly sucked the souls of the soldiers killed in battle into the soul bag, and in the future, they could take them back to the sect and refine some superb ghost weapons.

I saw that the elegant middle-aged man named "Prince Murong" nodded, and suddenly shouted to the Yan army commander outside the army: "Yan Qingsheng, your vanguard has been wiped out by me. Now you're still trying to take advantage of the chaos to take my head?"

When the lord on the other side heard this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he hid. shouted loudly: "Old thief Murong, you don't think about the stability of the people, and you have repeatedly violated my border. Now where did you recruit some Jianghu warlocks, I think your Murong family's qi will be defeated by these people sooner or later. ”

Prince Murong laughed, and said indifferently: "The affairs of my Murong family, I don't bother Brother Yan." But since your soldiers are pouring out tonight, there is no need to go back. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a cold light flash in his eyes, and he shouted: "The whole army counterattacks!"

Boom! Boom!

In the face of Prince Murong's words, after the entire Wu army got through the initial panic, they gathered their ranks in an orderly manner, and with a finger of Changge in their hands, they instantly aimed at the Yan army.

"I really didn't expect that this seemingly elegant Prince Murong had such a sinister heart. There have long been rules in the cultivation realm, and monks cannot directly participate in mortal wars. Today, he rashly involved the Wuji Gate monks, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid that the Wuji Gate will also attract some condemnation!"

Xiang Tian's face remained unchanged as he looked at the army below that had begun to fight, and a hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes. However, now that he has comprehended the way of the sword, he naturally does not need to watch the battle anymore, only to see that his light flashes, and he is about to fly away from this battlefield.

However, just as Xiang Tian was about to leave, the general of the Yan army on the opposite side suddenly shouted a word, making the former stand on the spot unconsciously.

"Old man Murong, don't be complacent. I tell you, I have sent for the news of today's events, and you have sent the monks into battle. My daughter Yan Fei'er is now practicing in the Imperial Soul Sect, as long as she knows about this matter, she will definitely lead the people of their sect to kill all of you Murong and the family. ”

"What! This general of Yan Kingdom is actually the father of the second senior sister?"

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