Chapter 670
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The Iron Gate Pass between the quicksand of the Sword Garret gathered the best masters in Jianghu in the past hundred years. The number of masters was enough to shake the Jianghu of Liyang and Beimang. Almost all of them had the mentality of fighting to the death. This was very different from when Cao Changqing and Đồng Thái went to the top of the Martial Emperor City. At that time, there were many hidden masters, but only two people actually fought. They just watched from the sidelines. Compared with the Iron Gate Pass, which was extremely strange to the Jianghu of the Central Plains, it was a far cry. No one could stay away from the battle of the Iron Gate Pass as long as you appeared in the field of vision!
Among the masters who had appeared in person, there were Chen Zhibao, who came late with a stick of plum wine; Han Diaosi, who was known to be good at killing celestial phenomena with his Mysterious Finger; Yang Taisui, the Sick Tiger who once stepped on half of the Dragon-tiger Demon Slaying Platform; White Bear Yuan Zuozong, the third person in the Liyang Army; Hsu Fengnian, who was at the False Realm with his Mysterious Finger; Xu Weixiong, who carried the Red Dragon Sword; Bodhisattva of Tantric Buddhism; Golden Armor Man, who used to be one of the Four Grandmasters; Xu Longxiang, who was born as King Kong; and Blue Bird, who held the Instant Spear.
They were doing the shocking business of plotting and quelling rebellion. The people who were killing each other were the princes who were likely to sit on the dragon throne and the next King of Beiliang!
This was a chaotic battle that would soon determine the future of the Western Region and Western Shu in Beiliang. No one dared to say that they would be the last one to laugh and survive until the end.
Hsu Fengnian rode in the front. Twelve flying swords with perfect Sword Embryo formed a Thunder Pool Sword Formation that he stole from Đồng Thái, the God of Peach Blossom Sword.
He crashed into the old monk in black, Yang Taisui, who was the main accomplice of the White-clothed Case in the capital.
Yuan Zuozong urged his horse to follow closely behind to support His Royal Highness, but the distance between them was fifty paces apart.
Along the way, the two-faced and four-armed otherworldly item in the red robe finally revealed its ferocious appearance. It bypassed Hsu Fengnian and the black-clothed monk and dashed straight toward the entrance of the Iron Gate Pass. Its goal was very clear. Whoever was suitable to be used as food, it would absorb their blood, flesh, and Qi. The fifth raccoon was a good example. At this moment, the yin item's Nascent Core's dual-faced golden eyes were shining brightly, showing a different aura from ordinary filth.
Blue Bird tilted her head for an instant and urged her horse forward. She still did not pay attention to the famous black-clothed Imperial Tutor. She directly led the eight hundred White Horse Righteous Entourage to kill the two hundred Imperial Guards. In the Rooran Mountains, before the battle, her young master smiled and said that he would give the fifth raccoon to her. Blue Bird did not doubt that her young master could take the fifth raccoon's head. Today, her young master was entangled with Yang Taisui, so she would not do anything unnecessary.
The black-clothed young man had already abandoned his horse and walked on foot, but his body was like rolling thunder on the ground, far surpassing the galloping horse. Once again, he showed what it meant to take the lead in a battle!
Wang Chong of the Phoenix Battalion stood side by side with the warhorse and His Royal Highness. He subconsciously glanced at them and clenched his spear, whispering, "Lin Heng, watch carefully. This time, His Highness single-handedly took on the bald donkey Yang Taisui. He didn't let us down. "
Quickly leaving His Royal Highness, Yuan Zuozong, and the black-clothed monk behind, the White Horse Righteous Entourage began to charge. Their blood was boiling, and they were almost trembling all over. Seven hundred of them had previously followed this unscrupulous Young Master who had never set foot in the military camp. They all said that other than bullying Miss Shui Ling, he only had the ability to spend money in brothels. Over the years, who didn't feel suffocated? Along the way to the west, the Beiliang Young Master who carried a saber and a sword did not say a word. He did not even think of saying a few words that were friendly and approachable. Fortunately, on the surface, he did not show any friendliness. Just when they were two miles away from the Iron Gate Pass, he said in a deep voice, "Today, follow me to kill Prince Zhao Kai of Li Yang."
They were two hundred steps away from the enemy.
Yuan Meng let out a furious roar, "White Horse Righteous Entourage! Fight to the death! "
The two hundred Imperial Cavalry began to charge at the same time. None of the sixteen golden-clothed bodyguards were left behind. They all mounted their horses to meet the enemy.
Zhao Kai sat on the coachman's seat, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. The Talisman General Golden Armor stood quietly in front of the carriage with both hands holding the quaint sword hilt and inserted it into the ground. This ferocious sword was exchanged with the lives of the whole family of a famous swordsmith. The puppet in the Golden Armor was a great guru who was skinned by Han Diaosi. Its combat power alone was enough to crush the other four abandoned Talisman Armors.
The female Bodhisattva of Tantra in a snow-white cassock made a mudra in front of her chest with one hand and held a bottle with the other hand. The yellow sand spun crazily a few feet above her palm and gathered into a tower. It gradually formed a star vortex.
Zhao Kai held the horsewhip tightly and stood up. He took a deep breath, "Will I die here?"
The sturdy horsewhip in his hand suddenly broke inch by inch. The prince sneered in a low voice, "How can I die here?"
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