Previously, the Northern Mang War God, the young vassal king, the Peach Blossom Sword Deity, and the White Clothed Luo Yang had left the Northern Mang Army's hinterland one after another. Only Mount Huishan Ziyi, who insisted on continuing to advance, was left to face Deng Mao and the layers upon layers of grassland cavalry alone.
Deng Mao with the broken spear couldn't help but admire the courage of this Central Plains woman. She was not inferior to any man in the world.
Deng Mao, who had always been a man of few words, couldn't help but ask, "Xuanyuan Qingfeng, why do you have to do this?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng had broken through the enemy's formation so far, and her killing intent was extremely heavy. Her attacks were worthy of the saying, "Strength like a bowstring, Strike like a thunderclap". Along the way, no matter whether it was the heavily armored infantry or the elite cavalry, as long as they were touched by her, they would definitely die without a complete corpse. The reason why she could be called the Twin Jade Annulus of Liyang, together with the young feudal lord, was not only because of her extremely high realm, but also because her foundation, both her body and Qi, was very solid. The Qi in her body was both vigorous and long.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng put her hands behind her back. On the battlefield, the south wind blew, and this mistress of the Great Snow Meadow, whose back was facing Beiming City, had her hair and skirt fluttering to the north.
She was as beautiful as a goddess.
Deng Mao had followed Luo Yang and Yelu Dongchuang to Mount Zhulu in the Central Plains years ago, and even intercepted the convoy that was escorting Gao Shulu south to Guangling Road. He had followed the two of them around Liyang, so he was not unfamiliar with the Jianghu of the Central Plains. He was a nominal guest of Yelu Dongchuang's branch of the Yelu family, which was somewhat similar to Huang Fangfo of Mount Huishan and Ji Liu 'an of Dragon Palace. His status was relatively high, but it was not as simple as a vine attached to a tree. It was said that when Deng Mao was defeated in the grassland, Yelu Hongcai, who was respectfully called "Old Lord" by the nobles of Norland, helped him and honored him as a distinguished guest. Deng Mao was naturally grateful. If he said that he had no friendship with Luo Yang, he would be deceiving himself and others. In fact, the proud and arrogant Deng Mao respected Luo Yang very much, not only because of the affection between a man and a woman, but also because of the admiration of a kindred spirit. However, Deng Mao's ambition was to reach the peak of martial arts, so his shallow feelings for the Hierarch of Mount Zhulu had always been buried deep in his heart, like a jar of old wine buried underground. He did not need to take it out to drink, nor did he want to part with it. As long as he occasionally remembered it, he seemed to be able to smell the wine lingering at the tip of his nose.
At this moment, the two were confronting each other. In terms of cultivation level, Deng Mao was a grandmaster of Beimang from the same era as Zhong Liang and Murong Baoding. As a senior of Mount Huishan, Deng Mao was actually half a realm lower than Xuanyuan Qingfeng. He was only an ordinary Heavenly Phenomenon cultivator, far from reaching the threshold of Earth Immortal. However, even someone as conceited as Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not act rashly. She did not think that she could easily surpass this man and take the head of the Crown Prince of Beimang. From this, one could see her fear of Deng Mao. Of course, Xuanyuan Qingfeng also had the intention of accumulating his Qi to recover to his peak, so he didn't deliberately conceal it. Deng Mao's not stopping him might seem like he was underestimating his opponent, but it was actually a kind of trade-off. Xuanyuan Qingfeng's Qi was indeed steadily rising, but the momentum from before was slightly decreasing.
Deng Mao actually did not want to see this legendary woman die prematurely. However, seeing Xuanyuan Qingfeng's attitude, Deng Mao knew that it was useless to say more.
Since he was able to be placed near the "Tianyuan" of this chessboard by Beimang's Peace Order, as the most important chess piece to keep the King of Beiliang in check of Hsu Fengnian, how could Deng Mao's trump card, which he did not have time to use against Hsu Fengnian, be judged by common sense?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's black hair fluttered wantonly. Her heart was as calm as still water.
If the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái was at the highest point of the battlefield.
Then she was undoubtedly at the northernmost point of the North Resisting City.
Deng Mao finally laughed loudly and asked, "You really don't regret it?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's expression was indifferent. She did not say any heroic words.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's daughter never knew what regret was in this life.
Deng Mao took a heavy step forward. Xuanyuan Qingfeng, whose purple clothes were stained with blood, rushed forward almost at the same time.
Both of them tacitly chose to fight in close quarters.
Life and death would be decided within ten feet!
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The Beimang banner fluttered in the wind, stirring up waves of ripples and flapping noises.
Beimang's Crown Prince Yelu Hongcai, who was clad in golden armor, had a gloomy expression. The magnificent beam of light, which symbolized the majesty of the Way of Heaven, had descended from the sky and landed in the open space in front of the Crown Prince. Yelu Hongcai had not expected that under such terrifying suppression, the young King of Liyang had not been reduced to powder and could still escape. This was tantamount to slapping the Crown Prince in the face. He did not forget to say "see you later". Yelu Hongcai had been forced to endure and lie dormant for more than ten years due to the circumstances, and had developed a considerable shrewdness. However, at the peak of his life, when he felt that the entire Central Plains was already in his bag, the new King Liang had shouldered the Way of Heaven with his own strength. This caused Yelu Hongcai, who had an army of four hundred thousand, to feel a strong sense of resentment. Every blade was carved into his heart.
People in the world were most afraid of comparison. Beauties, famous generals, power, and wealth were all like this.
Before Yelu Hongcai had met Hsu Fengnian, he had heard so much about the news of the butchering eldest son in recent years that calluses had formed in his ears. As for Hsu Fengnian, who had successfully ousted Chen Zhibao and eventually succeeded in inheriting the throne, Yelu Hongcai actually felt a kind of complex sympathy and sympathy for each other deep in his heart. This was why he had the Beimang Princess, who had assumed the pseudonym Fan Bainu, sneak into Liangzhou and take the initiative to convey his goodwill to the young King of Liangzhou.
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