The Qilin army was the elite of the West Wind Kingdom, while the Ghost dancer corps was the famous Lion Cavalry of the divine continent. When these two teams collided fiercely, the destructive power produced was astonishing.
"Kill — —" A Qilin army elite clad in red armour, wielding a spear, leapt up high from the back of a horse, and thrust the sharp tip of the spear into the chest of a ghost masked warrior.
"Roar — —"
The ghost masked warrior grasped the spear that was inserted into his body, raised his saber high, and chopped off the head of the Qilin army elite.
Bang — —
The head, along with the helmet, fell to the ground, and then was trampled to pieces by the herd of horses behind.
These were two teams with completely different fighting styles.
The Qilin army was silent, orderly, and obeyed orders.
Under the leadership of the captains or captains, they formed into all kinds of battle formations. They rushed forward and blocked, helping each other out. Wave after wave, they raised their spears and raised their spears.
They believed in the strength of the team. Thousands of people were twisted into a rope, turning into a war beast that crazily devoured life.
When one person fell, the people behind would immediately rush up to fill the gap.
Listen to the drum and fight, sound the gongs to retreat.
It was a completely militarized management, absolutely not sloppy.
The Ghost dancer corps were strange, crazy, and fearless of death.
They were like a group of demons dancing wildly, howling and brandishing their sabers to kill. Fighting and killing had become their instinct.
They seemed to be a single individual, but they were closely connected. When one side was in trouble, there would be support from all sides. Whenever a ghost dancer was about to be in danger, there would always be other teams rushing over from an incredible angle to rescue.
Every one of them was a madman in battle, but when someone was in danger, they were brothers that they could entrust their back to.
The Qilin army formed a huge spear formation, and with the help of the momentum of the horses, they fiercely thrust the spears in their hands into the arms of their opponents.
The Ghost dancer corps were the attackers, the slaughterers.
They ignored the dense spear formation in front of them, raised their sabers high, and uttered a strange roar.
"Boom — —"
They charged straight in, stiffly and stiffly.
Some people were stabbed to death by the spear formation, and their bodies were hung on the spearhead.
More people brandished their Zhanmadao and hacked left and right, forcibly carving out a bloody path.
Bang!
A ghost-masked warrior with a colourful feather on his head kicked a red-armoured Qilin Army soldier away, and at the same time, the saber in his hand slashed towards the Qilin Army soldier who was flying away.
"Kacha — —" The Qilin army that was still in mid-air was cut in half.
Saber Qi!
These ghost-faced knights were actually able to casually slash out saber qi.
The saber did not touch the body, but it had already cut the person into two halves.
More Qilin army soldiers rushed over, thrusting the spears in their hands at the ghost-faced knight who had brandished his blade qi. The ghost-faced knight swung his saber in a straight slash.
Kacha …
Several Qilin army elites were severed at the waist.
Severed limbs were severed, and heads were rolling.
Blood-curdling screams and wails sounded like purgatory on earth.
Song Lang's target was the White Feather General, the Princess of the Peacock imperial court, Ying Qiandu.
He hated the woman who started a war without saying a word. Because of her own whims and dislikes, she disregarded the danger of the dispute between the two countries and the safety of hundreds of millions of people. Therefore, he showed no mercy when he attacked.
His body soared into the air, the sword in his hand blossoming with a blue brilliance.
Gale Strike!
The sword was like the wind, slashing down again and again.
Cha — —
Cha — —
Cha — —
※ ※ ※
In an instant, he had slashed out thirty-two swords.
Light and shadows flickered, and sword qi crisscrossed.
The White Feather General, who was maintaining an charging posture on the horse, was completely shrouded by the sword shadows, as though she was about to be crushed into minced meat by the green shadows.
The White Feather General remained unmoved.
Knowing that there were countless sword shadows above her head, she still spurred her horse forward, and with one slash of her sword, she severed the heads of the two Qilin army soldiers that came into contact with her.
"Arrogant." Song Lang's heart was filled with excitement and worry.
Excitement was the emotion that every martial artist should have in battle. Whether it was killing or being killed, the moment one made a move, it could make one's body tense up, blood boil, and heart rise to the throat.
What he was worried about was that the woman he wanted to kill was Princess Qiandu of the Peacock Imperial Court.
It was said that the current Peacock King only had one precious daughter and regarded her as important as his life. If he killed her with one sword strike, the Peacock King most likely would not give up. The two countries would most likely fight to the death, right?
Others might be afraid of the Song family, but the Peacock King did not have any reason to be afraid of the Song family.
Countless rays of sword light slashed down on the White Feather General's head, completely wrapping her body within.
Bang — —
At the same time, a dazzling white light flashed.
Just as the thirty-two rays of sword qi were about to cut the White Feather General into pieces, a transparent light shield suddenly appeared around her body.
The light shield was like a glass cover, enveloping the White Feather General and the horse she was riding.
Moreover, the greater the force, the greater the rebound force of the light shield.
Glass mirror!
The thirty-two rays of sword qi retracted upon contact, whizzing towards the White Feather General who was preparing for the second round of attack.
Song Lang knew that the Peacock Imperial Court had countless treasures, but did not expect the Peacock Princess to have such a powerful weapon on her body.
This kind of weapon that automatically generates a defence in the face of danger, and could even rebound the enemy's sword qi, most likely could be directly listed on the 'Treasure and weapon list' of the divine continent?
Song Lang's thirty-two sword strikes, thinking that even if he could not kill the White Feather General, he could at least make her flustered.
Therefore, before the sword qi could seriously injure the White Feather General, he was already flying over with his sword, ready to display his sword skills again to kill or capture the White Feather General.
The attack was fierce, and the charge was also fierce.
The strength of the thirty-two rays of sword qi was even more ferocious.
There were many outstanding talents in the Song family, and the fact that Song Lang could be sent by the Song family to control the Qilin army naturally meant that he had his own outstanding qualities.
Although the sudden appearance of the glass cover caught him off guard, he did not evade, nor did he flee in panic.
The sword in his hand slashed down again.
Around the blade, a red flame rushed forward.
Gale sword!
This sword did not slash anything else, but only aimed in front of him.
Bang — —
When the rebounded sword qi came into contact with this sword, it was immediately dispersed in all directions.
The sword in front split open a path for Song Lang, and Song Lang's body flew straight to the top of the White Feather General's head.
Grasping the sword with both hands, he fiercely slashed at the White Feather General's head.
Gale sword!
Bang — —
The white brilliance flashed again.
The sword was once again rebounded by the transparent light cover, madly attacking Song Lang in the sky.
Swoosh — —
Song Lang's body disappeared in the air, and the rebounded sword qi slashed in the air, before disappearing into nothingness.
In a flash, Song Lang had slashed out more than thirty sword strikes. And the White Feather General acted as if nothing had happened. Her sword flew and cut off the heads of several heavily armoured soldiers.
"Stop — —"
The White Feather General reined in the reins, leaving the battlefield to her Ghost Dancer Corps.
Looking up at the distant sky, Song Lang's body once again appeared high in the sky.
Song Lang looked at the White Feather General, feeling very ashamed.
He had spent so much energy and slashed out so much sword qi, but the other party did not even have a decent counterattack.
It was like there was a mosquito buzzing around her. She could have slapped the mosquito to death, but she chose to ignore his existence — —
Song Lang felt that he was the poor mosquito that was being ignored.
The hero of the Song family, the military general, never thought that he would encounter such treatment.
Song Lang stared at the White Feather General in the sky, and the White Feather General also stared at Song Lang in the sky.
"I heard that the Peacock King has the legendary five-element glass mirror that can defend against metal, wood, water, fire, and earth — — he gave this thing to you?"
"So what?" The White Feather General said with a cold and arrogant face. It was as if she was talking about a very trivial and natural thing.
"— —"
It was that sentence again, it was that 'so what' — —
Song Lang felt that he had been slapped hard in the face again.
This woman was really hateful.
Not only hateful, but she was also quite terrible.
Not to mention her own strength, just the glass shield that could defend against all kinds of five-element attacks was already a headache.
If you can't even break the defence of others, how can you kill them?
Song Lang was quite distressed.
"The Peacock King really loves his daughter like his life, he is even willing to give away such a treasure." Song Lang said enviously. Although the Song family also had a lot of treasures, but the Song family had a lot of men, so there was not much left for everyone to divide. Besides, the Song family's foundation was not as deep as the Peacock King's. The Peacock imperial court had lasted for tens of thousands of years, and the Song family was not worth mentioning in front of him.
"Father doesn't need these." The White Feather General said lightly.
Seeing the three thousand elite soldiers of the Qilin army being slaughtered, chased, divided into pieces by the soldiers of the Ghost dancer corps, and then annihilated, and finally began to collapse — —
Song Lang's heart was dripping blood. These people were his painstaking effort and support for many years. They had followed him and made great achievements, but were slaughtered when they encountered a more powerful force.
"Ying Qiandu — —" Song Lang's eyes were about to spew fire, pointing to the Ghost Mask General with a white feather on his head and a ghost mask. "Do you know what you're doing? You're provoking a dispute between the two countries — — are you declaring war on the West Wind Kingdom? "
"Since you think so — —" The White Feather General's voice was still cold, like someone had poured a basin of ice water over your head in a world of ice and snow. "Yes."
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