Chapter 457 This Jiang Yuqing can be cultivated

"puff!"

The mist in the valley, the smell of blood, the neighing of war horses, spears, knives, and arrows mixed together, making it look messy.

The first group of people in armor were washed away as soon as they entered the valley!

Xin Zhuo is killing with Prancing Horse and Spear.

The enemy on the opposite side is a woman who is about fifty years old. She already has some wrinkles on her face. She is born in the fourth level. In a short period of time, she has injured three of her new soldiers. Her method is quite extraordinary. She has a spear in one hand like a dragon and a snake.

, and counterattacked towards Xin Zhuo.

In her eyes, this man with a very good armor and a war horse seemed to be a new soldier. No matter how beautiful the armor was, he could still be defeated. So she swept her spear across and slapped Xin Zhuo's spear away.

The tiger's mouth was numb after the first blow. The spear was so powerful that it didn't move at all. Her heart trembled. She knew she was outmatched and retreated. It was already too late. The spear feinted and stabbed through her throat.

"Lady!"

Not far away, a bearded man's eyes were about to burst. With a flick of his legs, the man jumped up and struck at Xin Zhuo with a knife. He was also a fourth-level Xiantian, and his sword skills were amazing. Before the knife arrived, the fierce martial arts and

Seven sword shadows have blocked Xin Zhuo's front, rear, left and right.

Xin Zhuo put down the reins of his horse and looked at him indifferently. At the moment when the sword shadow came, he drew out his spear and let the woman's body fall. Then the gun came out like a dragon, the blood-stained spear head smashed through the knife shadow and penetrated the person.

chest.

With a strong martial arts shock, Xin Zhuo landed hard and took three steps back.

The bones of the three dignified third-level innate warriors were instantly dented and they died tragically on the spot!

"The body is like a flowing cloud, the gun is like a shooting star, he is clever and strange, good at fighting and killing, he can kill three by leapfrogging. He is a talent. I like this boy!"

And he also practiced the "Nine-turn Body Refining Art", and after eighteen years he was only at the seventh level of invulnerability.

The shadows of the guns were erratic like moving clouds and flowing water. They opened and closed in great numbers. They were extremely powerful and varied, with strange points and rhymes. For a while, the sky was filled with gun shadows.

Like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Bai Sheng also laughed and said: "Let's see if he can block the next wave... Ha! What a boy!"

Only then did he have time to observe the entire battlefield.

With a high level, three strikes and one attack, or a sneak attack, the plan is to kill with one strike!

Xin Zhuo tried to change his moves again, but it was too late, so he had to jump up again, using his mental skills to the extreme, and blocked the attack with his spear.

Before he finished speaking, he exclaimed again, "Be careful!"

"Hahaha……"

Xin Zhuo had already reached Miss Gege's horse and asked aloud: "How is it?"

However, Xin Zhuo was faster, his mind was working hard, he was tossing and turning, and he swept across with the purple Zhangba spear.

His talent is second to none, and he is a native of this bitter land, so he is naturally favored by this place.

This aroused great curiosity in him, so as soon as Jia Zhouchu's people arrived, they took notice and quickly targeted Xin Zhuo.

The innate second-level third-level enemy soldier hastily drew out his long sword to engage him.

The commander-in-chief, Ma Boju, had a thick voice and spoke calmly.

Xin Zhuo was preparing to retreat.

I saw that the person opposite suddenly summoned two other innate second-level and third-level men. One sword and two knives, wrapped in a powerful martial arts, flashed and condescended to kill Xin Zhuo head-on.

No more sound.

Xin Zhuo took advantage of the situation and flew into the air, changing from his gun to his palms, changing into nine palms in a row, and blasted towards the three of them.

His father, Ma Boju, the commander of the "Zhan Ziying", replied casually.

And the other side also has many such cannon fodder characters.

The man's horse's hooves gave way and he knelt down. He flipped backwards in haste, landed on the ground, took three steps back, and looked up with a surprised look on his face.

The three people came and went as fast as they came. They flew out like rags and fell heavily to the ground. They all groaned, vomited blood, and couldn't get up in a short time.

The war here doesn't pay much attention to battle formations, strategies and military types. It seems that the competition is about personal bravery or the hedging of three or five people!

Judging from the blood energy fluctuations, on the battlefield, only a small number of people are of the fourth level of innateness, most of them are of the second level of innate level three, and there are also some people who are great masters of the third level of innateness, but these people are basically small bosses!

There is also a very small group of people who are sub-second or second-grade people. These people should be at the big boss level.

Immediately brandishing his spear, he jumped up to the top of Miss Gege's head and swept across with a single shot. His martial arts was majestic and his momentum was intimidating.

Mr. Ma Ziyi said sternly: "Uncle Bai should know that this boy has only been in the sea of ​​misery for a few months. This kind of person is a monster. If I am not as good as him, I am not as good as him. I always appreciate geniuses!"

The three people on the opposite side fell to the ground on their backs. They took seven or eight steps back with "thump thump thump" and their expressions changed.

The blood on Miss Gege's left shoulder slid down the armor like a drop of blood, her face turned pale, and she shook her head: "It's okay! Thank you..."

So, in this valley, all the troops of our own commander and another commander are engaged in a decisive battle!

There are probably at least 10,000 people fighting in this valley.

[Sweeping across all directions with Liuyun Spear]

Bai Sheng nodded: "Then we'll see."

The man was not dead in a short period of time. He could no longer hold the knife steadily. Blood dripped from his mouth. He looked at the body of the woman on the ground and laughed miserably: "Why do you need to come to this ghost place? There are monsters everywhere here, you and me."

How to live... life..."

It's not because of how outstanding Xin Zhuo is or how he attracts attention. There are many people who are more ferocious than him on the battlefield. It's just that the chief steward of Armor Chu Hu sent a letter and named a boy named Jiang Yuqing.

Perfect.

Xin Zhuo was observing the surroundings, and there were seven people on the southern mountain peak observing the battlefield, including six innate earth immortals and one innate great lord.

After three attempts at a high level, he was knocked back with one blow by a fourth-grade boy!

"when!"

After a pause, he then said: "If he survives this time, he can train one or two. Uncle Bai, you don't know how domineering the nine-turn body refining art is, I bet he can surpass the level and compete with the half-step grand master of the innate second and third level!"

Make a decision!

I saw that the three people in the valley were unable to defeat a single blow, and jumped up again, with more fierce killing power, more majestic martial arts, strong winds on the ground, and grass blades flying across the ground.

"Dad, that boy should be Jiang Yuqing!"

"Those three people have been fighting for a day and a night. They are tired and unwilling to use their full strength. Jiang Yuqing's mental skills, spear skills, and palm skills are all weird and unpredictable. They are not like the martial arts of the Zanggong Hall. They are so clever!"

Therefore, these fourth-level innate warriors who came from the beginning of the Armor were basically cannon fodder. Fortunately, not only did they come, there were also a group of fourth-level innate warriors from the east and west who came from nowhere.

He searched around and saw that not far away, girl Gege was attacked and killed by a second-level and third-level congenital master. A sword and armor pierced her left shoulder blade, and she was about to die.

Girl Gege...

It is said that there is a great commander above, named Ma, who has five deputy commanders under his command. Each deputy commander has a thousand soldiers and horses, totaling five thousand.

"knew."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Ma Ziyi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly on the hillside, "What do you think? The nine-turn body refining technique has reached the ninth level of perfection. It can lift mountains with strength, and is invulnerable to swords and guns, and invulnerable to water and fire!"

"Master!"

The other five innate and earthly immortals and a young master named Ge Da surrounded him.

Hearing a "clang" sound, Xin Zhuo fell back to the ground and took a step back.

Young Master pointed at Xin Zhuo, who was still observing the battlefield, with a look of curiosity on his face.

…

Girl Gege's horse neighed and she was shaken to death. She also stumbled over and lay down slumped.

Third Master Bai, Second Master Xing and the others had already rushed inside along with the three killers, and they were all killed before half a stick of incense could be used.

One of them was a middle-aged man with a strong back and a strong waist, with three long beards, and his red eyes were slightly narrowed. He was sitting on a tiger-skin chair, and he didn't know where the chair came from.

The deputy commander Bai Shengsheng on the side has a face with Chinese characters. He is usually serious and stern, but now he has a bit of a smile: "This guy must be a leading general outside. After he enters the valley, he will find the weak points and fight. Don't fight with him."

It can be seen from the fact that strong enemies compete with each other and their methods are bloody. This kind of person must be very familiar with physical training. He has a talent that has been cultivated through countless years of swords and fire. Why should you compare with him? "

The nearby fourth-grade cannon fodder died faster, and there were more innate inferior and third-grade enemy soldiers.

The spear in Xin Zhuo's hand was still holding this man's body. This was already the eighth person he had killed. There was no sympathy on the battlefield. He understood this on the first day he entered Western Qin.

On the hillside, Ma Ziyi gave a series of comments, as if he was honored because he was practicing a unique skill.

Ma Ziyi shut up obediently.

Bai Sheng said in surprise: "What do you mean, Commander-in-Chief, check this kid?"

Ma Boju closed his eyes slightly: "Do you still need to check? Miss Yaya!"

Bai Sheng was shocked: "I understand!"
Chapter completed!