No matter how pitiful her life was, God was merciful. There would always be one person in this world, no matter how far away he was, who was worth her life. She would never take a step back.
Women were the most infatuated people in the world.
Probably influenced by the woman in green, Lu Song, Wang Lin, and the others who were previously nervous and at a loss finally came to their senses. There was no need to make a sound. When the two cavalry took the lead to charge, the elite cavalry under both sides almost charged silently at the same time. There were no shouts or shouts, only the sound of horse hooves. Han Diaosi could ignore the young woman's family heirloom, the Spear Fairy King Embroidery. He could ignore the desperate charge of the ant-like cavalry, but he could not ignore the white-haired man's silent retreat. Who do you think I, Han Diaosi, am? Is it that brothel girl? Your son spent money to seduce her a few times, only to find out that he is not rich enough, and you want to retreat? Han Diaosi's murderous intent grew stronger. He suddenly narrowed his eyes. Finally, it's here. The cat and man ignored the Spear Fairy King Embroidery and turned a deaf ear to the violent sound of horse hooves. They stood still and looked at the carriage in the east. There was a simple Taoist robe that was not as luxurious as the ones on Dragon Tiger Mountain. The middle-aged Taoist carried three swords on his back. He reached out and touched the top sword box on his back. He smiled, "A friend from afar is knocking on the door of the firewood on a snowy night. I heard that Xiao Bark is the most pleasant."
Although it was called Xiao Bark, it was not small.
Sword Maniac Wang Xiaoping's sword was thrown out. The continuous rumbling of thunder could be heard both inside and outside the city.
When Wang Xiaoping first started to practice swordsmanship, she was determined that as long as she threw out a sword, she would be an immortal on earth. With a sword in hand, immortals were like floating clouds to her. Therefore, this sword had nothing to do with the mysterious finger, celestial phenomenon, or the level of the realm. Since Wang Xiaoping started to practice swordsmanship, she was known for her pure heart of swordsmanship. Even Hong Xixiang admired her. Even though the young chief had not enlightened himself and knew that he was the reincarnation of Ancestor Lu, how could his vision be bad?
Little Bark's sword started from Wang Xiaoping and ended at Han Diaosi. It was like a long rainbow hanging in the sky.
It was the first time that Han Diaosi showed such a serious expression. The reason why Han Diaosi was able to force his way into the ranks of the top ten in the world was because of his unparalleled advantage in terms of cultivation level. His Mysterious Finger was comparable to Đồng Thái, and he was good at killing Celestial Phenomenon. Therefore, as long as one had not stepped into the lofty Earth Immortal realm, otherworldly items like the Red Robe would never enter his eyes, let alone Xuanyuan Qingfeng who took the initiative to retreat in the face of danger. However, Wang Xiaoping, who was born for the sword and was even willing to die for the sword, was different. Han Diaosi respected the sword that hung in the sky and did not feel any fear. With a wave of his sleeve, his arm was like a snake's den. The red ropes were like small snakes raising their heads to show off their power, making 'chi chi' sounds. This sword could not be avoided, and Han Diaosi did not want to avoid it either. Being surrounded by killing intent from all sides, facing the endless fierce attacks of everyone, especially Wang Xiaoping's sword that was currently like a rainbow, he still smiled and raised his hand to raise the scarlet rainbow. He soared into the sky and faced Little Bark head-on.
The sound of a great bell resounded throughout the world!
The vibration caused the walls of Shenwu City to shake again. The snow in the cracks of the walls could not stay still and rustled down.
Dust flew everywhere, black mud and white snow intertwined. After the dust settled, Han Diaosi was safe and sound. Only the scarlet red around his arm seemed to have faded a bit.
Han Diaosi pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly, "Wang Xiaoping, does this sword of yours count as slaying a flood dragon? You still have two more swords, why don't you use them together? After three sword strikes, I will peel off your skin and bones and make Wudang lose a peak. "
As he spoke, everyone realized that the tip of the red spear in the hands of the green-clothed girl was pressing against the back of the old eunuch's heart, but it seemed to be unable to move an inch into his flesh.
The Spear of Ksana bent in an eye-catching arc, close to a full moon. It was enough to show the strength of the pretty girl.
Han Diaosi saw that Wang Xiaoping was indifferent and knew that with the temperament of this Wudang sword maniac, she would not be provoked by words. He did not waste any more words and turned his head with a calm smile, "Little girl, are you not afraid of breaking Wang Xiu's precious relic?"
On the roof of the carriage, the death warrior Wu drew his bow. The arc of the bow was better than the Spear of Ksana. With one pull of the string, two iron arrows shot towards the old eunuch who had been in an invincible position.
After the young man shot the two arrows, he staggered back two steps. The blood vessels in his right arm burst, and suddenly a string of blood flowers bloomed. His face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on the damn cat that just didn't die.
"Elegant name Sun and Moon Stand Side by Side, common name Flying on the Couch."
The young man's name was learned and particular, both elegant and common. The young man Wu liked it very much and was very satisfied.
Han Diaosi took a step back. Wu Fu used all his strength to pull up mountains and rivers, but if he added a feather's weight to the mountains and rivers, he could still crush people to death. The Spear of Ksana, which was already bent to the extreme, immediately flew away. The girl in green was thrown back and rolled for six or seven feet. Her green dress was no longer clean and was covered with dirt and mud. She stood up with difficulty and grabbed the falling Spear of Ksana. The Spear of Ksana was the unique skill of the Wang family. Chen Zhibao's plum blossom turned from green to purple was also born of this skill. However, when used by him, the green was much better than the blue. During Wang Xiu's lifetime, his biggest regret was that he did not have a son to pass on his unique skill. That was why he taught his disciple Chen Zhibao everything he knew. Because the Wang family's spear skill required the support of a strong body and emphasized the counterflow of Qi. It was an unorthodox and overbearing method that was most harmful to the body. A woman's body was originally soft and feminine. Such a sinister method was tantamount to adding insult to injury. Later, Chen Zhibao became famous for killing his master. Wang Xiu's death was far from what the outside world thought.
The moment Blue Bird held the relic, she spat out turbid air and swallowed back the dirty blood.
Men of sacrifice deserved to die.
Han Diaosi casually grabbed an iron arrow that was very close to his eyes. He was surprised because the second iron arrow had disappeared. Even with his almost unparalleled sharp perception, he could not find out where it was.
He casually threw out the iron arrow that had already appeared. It pierced through the head of a horseman in the distance, causing him to fall off his horse and roll on the ground. Han Diaosi turned his head and glanced at the young woman who was accumulating power with her spear. He did not look at her anymore. His gaze was cold as he looked at the black mass of valiant cavalry charging with crushing momentum. He muttered to himself, "Is the human-cat so unintimidating?"
Han Diaosi rose from the ground. His momentum was exactly the same as Wang Xiaoping and Xiao Fei's sword. It was not something that ordinary cavalry could contend against. With a stomp of his foot, he broke the waist of a man and a horse. The horseman behind the dead man and the horse did not have time to change direction and raised his spear without hesitation. Han Diaosi did not make a move at all. He went straight ahead and struck the horseman who had bounced off the huge charging force of the warhorse. The entire warhorse crashed straight into Han Diaosi's body. It was as if it had crashed into an iron wall, and the warhorse died on the spot. The horseman who was skilled in horsemanship fought with his life on the line. He slapped the back of his horse and leaped up, chopping down with his blade. Han Diaosi did not make a move, and the horse was instantly split into pieces. Before the countless pieces of blood fell to the ground, Han Diaosi had already continued forward. The third horseman in the line slightly leaned to the side, relying on his intuition to chop at the head of the black-clothed eunuch. He had just raised his blade when he was pushed by Han Diaosi to the side of his warhorse. The man and horse were thrown horizontally into the air, bringing disaster to the other horseman. They fell to the ground together. If it was only this horizontal death knell, with the ability of the two horsemen, they would not have died together with their horses. However, the human-cat's attack was so vicious. The red silk wrapped around his arm came and went, and the two valiant horsemen were split into five pieces on the spot.
Han Diaosi didn't give the frontline cavalry a chance to turn around. He retreated as he fought, making it clear that he wanted to kill all of the cavalry by himself.
In the eyes of the second group of cavalry, they were as soft as tofu. Wang Lin's heavy cavalry and Lu Song's light cavalry were all so fragile.
Wang Lin brushed past them, and one of his arms was separated from his body along with his bronze hammer.
If Lu Song hadn't rushed over and blocked the red thread with his spear, Wang Lin would have followed in his footsteps and been torn apart.
The two cavalry leaders were lucky enough to survive and fought side by side. Not only did they not leave the battlefield, they continued to approach the human-cat, one of the three great demons of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Ren Shanyu gritted her teeth and gripped the axe that was seriously incompatible with her delicate body. She took the lead and went forward to help. Behind her, the retainers that Beiliang had secretly raised followed the delicate woman and floated toward the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying everywhere.
In a place where the entire army was doomed to die, the general died first. After the general died, the lieutenants died. After all the lieutenants died, the soldiers died.
In the distance.
Hsu Fengnian squatted on the ground. The Beiliang Saber was stabbed into the ground beside him. His palms were so unsightly that his bones could almost be seen. Hsu Fengnian turned his head and asked softly, "Is one incense stick enough?"
The red-robed otherworldly being nodded.
Hsu Fengnian cupped a handful of snow and buried his face in it.
After he stood up, he realized that the more he rubbed the blood and snow on his face, the dirtier it became. He raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve.
Then, he grabbed the Beiliang Saber.
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