From a distance, Li Zhu lifted his sword and stabbed the sword. The qi turned into sword energy and spanned two hundred steps like a rainbow that penetrated the sun and arrived in an instant, piercing through the heads of more than ten people along the way.

This sword is magnificent and grand, like the scorching sun, and it is about to take Yue Fei's life.

Yue Fei's eyebrows tingled, and in a hurry, he reacted instinctively. The energy around him rolled like a wave, and the next moment he turned into a large piece of wing-like golden feather scales covering Yue Fei's body.

Hissing

The golden sword energy rubbed violently with the qi around Yue Fei.

Just like two pieces of steel squeezing violently, Yue Fei was forced to retreat repeatedly.

The soldiers who were close to each other were shocked by the sound.

The Beiwei Army's military spirit danced with its gun flag, and the evil spirit of the military road was pulled and hanged down like a cotton tugged and turned into a waterfall to protect Yue Fei's body.

The sword energy gradually melted and finally turned into a vain.

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Yue Fei was shocked, what a terrifying sword technique.

No, it’s not just swordsmanship, but also has such a terrifying cultivation.

This person's cultivation is definitely not ordinary Qi refining and turning into a god.

"Is this person the one Li Zhu, Mr. Jin Jian?"

Li Zhuo looked at Yue Fei from afar. Seeing that he could not take down his sword, he frowned and looked at the Beiwei Army's soul above Yue Fei.

Walking with a sword in one hand.

Among the hosts, Li Zhu walked on foot.

Zhang Xiu was facing Li Zhu, but he saw Li Zhu slashing at him with a sword, and Zhang Xiu was forced to retreat with a sword.

He thrust his sword and stabbed it again, and the long sword in his hand turned into a golden curtain.

Zhang Xiu was knocked away by a sword.

Li Zhu abandoned Zhang Xiu and killed Yue Fei, but his murderous intention was decided.

Two soldiers came towards him, and two golden sword lights were separated from Assistant Li's hands. The iron armor on their bodies pierced like foam, and they fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

"A certain family has been learning sword for 60 years. In the first twenty years, they have learned iron swords. The iron sword is sharp but easy to break. In the next twenty years, they have learned silver swords. The silver swords are luxurious but not real. In the next twenty years, they have learned the golden swords and realized the simple principles."

The light of the sword in Li Shun's hand dissipated, and the golden energy covering the surface dissipated. He was holding a simple wooden sword.

The edge of the blade is smooth and without thorns, with a faint hint of new green, which is obviously a new branch that has just been broken.

"Your military soul is weaker than Zhong Shidao's. Zhong Shidao's military soul can protect him, but yours cannot." Li Zhu said calmly, "You retreat today, I will not draw the sword."

"The two armies have already fought each other, how can they retreat?" Yue Fei said.

"That's a pity." Li Zhu felt sorry for such a talent that fell today.

After the words came to his voice, Li Zhu suddenly slashed out like thunder!

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a big sun breaking open. The golden rainbow came to kill Yue Fei in an instant, and the sword style was invincible like a rainbow.

"Since that's the case, I can't keep you!"

Yue Fei felt a slight tingling pain in his eyebrows.

The Beiwei Army's military soul sensed the threat and roared into Yue Fei's body. Yue Fei roared and stabbed him with all his might. Niu Gao and Zhang Xian on both sides immediately helped him. The three of them worked together to barely stop the sword.

The wooden sword could not withstand such huge force, and finally exploded with a click and turned into countless wood chips sputtered out. Yue Fei and his friends raised their hands to protect their cheeks.

The wood chips fell on the stomachs of Yue Fei and others, making a bang, leaving holes the size of peanuts.

"Awesome." Li Zhu pulled back and reached out to grab the iron sword from a soldier on the left. The iron sword trembled in his palm and let out a sharp sound, fighting with Yue Fei, Zhang Xian and Niu Gao again.

"Zhang Xiu is here, and you will be killed here today." An angry shout came from behind, and Zhang Xiu took his gun and joined the battle.

With the joint efforts of the four, even if Li Zhu's swordsmanship is superb, it is difficult to resist.

Li Zhuo was besieged by the four people and couldn't help but feel retrenched, but when he wanted to retreat, he was entangled by the four people and refused to let him leave.

"Since you're here, stay." Someone laughed.

Li Zhu's heart sank. Looking back, he saw a single horse rushing out from the other side of the hillside.

The man was actually in the realm of refining Qi and transforming God. He held a big gun and was excited and crazy in the army. He rushed across the army and had no enemies.

This is their plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

When Wang Qing saw Yang Zaixing coming to him, he was panicked and shouted: "Come and save me."

But almost all the powerful generals around him were sent, Gu Cen, who was guarding the left and right sides, went to fight to face Yang Zaixing, but these two were attacked by Yang Zaixing in just a few rounds.

Wang Qing had to ride a horse and flee backward in a panic.

But how could Yang Zaixing let credit leave and immediately rushed over with a big gun.

"You can leave, but leave the head for me."

"Don't hurt my lord." A roar came from behind.

A fierce general with a tiger-faced, whispered beard and holding a mace rushed over to rescue him alone.

"Yuan Lang is about to kill him." When Wang Qing saw the general who came, he immediately ran towards Yuan Lang. Yuan Lang was his vanguard general of the Right Army, and his martial arts were among the top even in the entire army.

Yang Zaixing was entangled by Yuan Lang. The two fought for four or five rounds and saw Wang Qing running farther and farther away. Yang Zaixing felt anxious and was furious and fought with Yuan Lang directly.

He raised his hand to resist the hammer, and then Yang Zaixing directly stabbed Yuan Lang with a shot. Yang Zaixing bent down and continued to chase Wang Qing with his unconscious left hand. As the horse bumped, the left hand that poked out from the armor continued to drip blood on the horse's back.

Seeing that Yang Zaixing was injured, two more generals came to siege.

"He Ji, the one who kills you."

"Zuo Mou, the man who killed you."

Yang Zaixing growled, "Get out!"

The spear swept across the board, Zuo Mou was knocked to the ground with one shot, and he killed He Ji again and again. Yang Zaixing ignored the fleeing He Ji and continued to chase Wang Qing.

The heads of these young players are not as valuable as those of Wang Qing.

After defeating five generals in a row, Yang Zaixing was as imposing as a rainbow.

When they saw Yang Zaixing killing, the soldiers along the way actually avoided them.

"Stop him, stop him!" Wang Qing shouted in panic, "Those who kill others will be promoted to sixth level, and will be granted the title of prince! Those who block others will be promoted to two levels, and will be granted the title of county title."

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, and there will be two generals Weng Fei and Liao Li come to kill him.

Seeing that Yang Zaixing was injured, they thought in their hearts that they could not kill Yang Zaixing, at least they could stop him.

Yang Zaixing was furious. There were not so many people who were not afraid of death, "Domedience!"

The dark red energy condensed countless red phantoms, which were stacked and blessed on Yang Zaixing. In an instant, Yang Zaixing seemed to walk out of hell.

The blue veins on Yang Zaixing's forehead and cheeks burst out, his bloodshot and red eyes were like evil ghosts.

The wind was howling, and the dark red gun shadow swept across.

In front of you, Weng Fei and Liao Li were like rag dolls swept away more than ten meters away. They rolled on the ground for many rounds. When they were helped up, they were bleeding wildly in their mouth, nose, eyes and ears. The waist and abdomen that were hit were twisted into an exaggerated angle, and the two had long lost their lives.

"Wang Qing dies!!!" Yang Zaixing roared wildly, and bloody eyes oozing from the corners of his eyebrows.

The energy on the surface of the spear was almost atomized, and the dark red gun shadow flipped into a windmill in his hand, blocking left and right, knocking away all the blockers.

The two men were getting closer and closer, and Yang Zaixing suddenly threw a big gun.

The dark red afterimage penetrated Wang Qing and nailed him to the ground. Yang Zaixing rode his horse and grabbed the big gun and provoked Wang Qing and then threw it heavily on the ground! "I'll let you run!"
Chapter completed!