The cavalry formation was quickly penetrated by Yue Zhang, but Yue Zhang did not stay idle. The cavalry on the left saw the situation and did not charge recklessly under the command of their leader. Instead, they continued to lead the cavalry and threw their spears one after another. Most of the spears that pierced Yue Zhang's body either slipped or fell on the road, while some that did not pierce Yue Zhang were nailed into the frozen ground. Yue Zhang wanted to tease Beiliang and let them see his Vajra physique, so he stood still. After the spear forest, the cavalry on the right followed up with a rain of arrows. Yue Zhang's body was completely unharmed except for his tattered clothes. Although Yue Zhang seemed to be careless, he was in fact silently accumulating strength, trying to climb to the peak in one go before the battle. It was not that he could not continue to tease a group of rats, but it was better to be safe than sorry. If there was a martial arts master hidden in the cavalry and he attacked when Yue Zhang's Qi was weakened, although he would not be defeated, if he lost even a little bit of face, who knew if the vicious young master behind him would vent his anger on him when he was bored. Serving this young master was more tiring than serving his ancestors. His heart was filled with hatred. If he could have a higher realm than that handsome young man, Le Zhang, who had always scoffed at famous scholars, would not mind changing his taste. But Yue Zhang knew very well that this kind of ruthless revenge, which made him feel comfortable, was not something he could count on in this life. Unless that person was suddenly beaten to the ground by an immortal, then he would have the chance to kick him when he was down. However, the Northern Liang Path had already produced the old God of Swords Li Chungang, and Chen Zhibao had already defected to the capital. Only the junior brother of the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu and Yuan Zuozong, who was the commander of the border cavalry, were left. Could these two top masters still join hands and appear here?
Although the hundred-man cavalry on the courier road had been pierced through, they quickly resumed their charge. At the foot of the mountain, a hundred-man cavalry under Huang Xiaokuai's personal command had also joined the battle. The hundred-man cavalry on the left and right sides of the mountain switched between crossbows and javelins. Even though they were unable to achieve anything against a Vajra Realm expert, their formation was tight and their performance was far better than Ma Jinchai's Frozen Field Cavalry. The fearless Yue Zhang let out a long breath, the fog lingering around him. He stretched out his arms and twisted his wrist joints. As if he was annoyed by the noise of the horses' hooves, he stomped on the ground, the dull rumbling sound faintly covering the sound of the hooves. Yue Zhang stomped on the road, the momentum gradually growing, rumbling like thunder. The horses on the road rose and fell more violently, but still, no one was afraid of the battle. The political strife in Northern Liang, especially the strife in the military, had always been disdained by the pillars of the imperial court of Li Yang as a farce in the countryside. If they could not gain the upper hand in the argument, they would roll up their sleeves and start a brawl. Compared to the imperial court and the capital, where the imperial court's imperial edicts had been passed down for generations, how could Northern Liang, which had been built in just 20 years, catch the eye of the imperial court's big shots? However, it seemed that many of the pillars of the imperial court had forgotten that the Liyang imperial court had the cultural heritage of the Beiliang cavalry. The impoverished Beiliang also had the unique heritage of the Beiliang cavalry. Dong Yueqi was not a good cavalry, but people like Wang Zhi, Ren Chunyun, Zhu Boyu, Huang Xiaokuai, and so on, who were not even qualified to be seen by the pillars of the imperial court, were all doing well.
Yue Zhang wanted to break a few spines of Beiliang with his own hands. Of course, he did not know about the heritage of the torch and was too lazy to think too much about it. However, the cavalry in front of him was different from the others. He felt very uncomfortable. It was not easy for him to become a Level One expert, but in the end, he had to work like a cow or a horse for a junior. Now that he was in Beiliang, he had to vent his anger!
Yue Zhang stared at the cavalry general who was wearing colorful armor and had unsheathed his cold saber. Yue Zhang's vigorous Qi filled his entire body. He felt like he could take a sword from an immortal. Yue Zhang's spirit was at its peak. His wild laughter echoed throughout the posthouse as he collided with the cavalry general. When they were 50 steps apart, he leaped up high, stretched out his long arms, and punched down. The Beiliang Commandant, Huang Xiaokuai, who was leading the charge, blocked with his saber horizontally. The Beiliang Commandant's saber suddenly sank, and the warhorse's hooves were instantly crushed by the unstoppable force of thousands of pounds. The edge of the Beiliang Commandant's saber only managed to squeeze out a trace of blood from the man's fist. Huang Xiaokuai held his saber in one hand and the back of his saber in the other, but he was still powerless to stop this Jianghu villain's punch. He swallowed a mouthful of blood and abandoned his horse to move to the side. His saber brushed past the man's fist, but it was still unable to cut the man's skin. The Commandant's Commandant beside him pierced his spear at the same time, accurately aiming for Yue Zhang's left eyeball, forcing him to stop chasing after their Commandant. Another Commandant threw his spear at Yue Zhang's crotch. This was the first time Yue Zhang frowned.
The essence of killing a Vajra Realm expert was nothing more than the four words, "the truth will come to light". Only after exhausting the Qi that flowed endlessly like water and losing the perfect and flawless Invincible Vajra would half the battle be won. If an expert was given enough time to take a breather, slowly replenish the Qi and restore the Qi in his body, he would have to start all over again. However, the accumulation of an expert's Qi was always easier to disperse than to gather. The Qi could travel for hundreds of miles in an instant. This legendary realm of Earth Immortals was something that even the Vajra Realm and Finger Xuan Realm experts could only dream of. For example, Yue Zhang's Qi had fallen to eighty percent after two consecutive attacks. He allowed the rain of arrows and spears to rain down on him without moving an inch, and only managed to recover to ninety percent using a clumsy method. The reason why the Jianghu people regarded the death of the Sword Emperor of Xi Shu as a tragic death was not purely because they felt pity for the expert who was crushed into a pile of minced meat. It was more because this grandmaster swordsman, for the sake of his worthless family name, guarded the gates of the Imperial City of Xi Shu all by himself. The enemy he faced was a tide of Locust Cavalry, and he had no chance to catch his breath at all. He could only rely on his last breath to fight to the death. It was as if he was watching himself walk step by step on the road to the underworld.
However, Yue Zhang merely furrowed his brows. He was only facing a hundred riders.
He casually pushed aside the blinding spear of the commandant, and with a tap of his toes, he stepped on the iron spear thrown by the rider and used the momentum to knee the commandant in the head. Yue Zhang stood on the back of the warhorse. The warhorse continued to gallop forward. Yue Zhang stood proudly on the top of the mountain, and for some reason, he felt a tightness in his chest.
A rider was slowly descending the mountain.
Faster and faster.
Far behind Yue Zhang, the Peach Blossom Fan was closed with a snap. The Vermilion Rope with the other end of the white scabbard on the young man's wrist was suddenly pulled taut.
As the rider descended the mountain, the young man in black sensed that he was being watched by someone on the mountain. He muttered to himself, "Is there such a hidden expert in Beiliang? Why hasn't Zhao Gou's records mentioned him before? "
Yue Zhang's scalp went numb, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. He was scared out of his wits.
The sleeves of the rider fluttered in the wind. From the cuffs of his sleeves to his arms, there were countless red threads coiling around them, as if they were scarlet snakes crawling all over them.
In the past, there had been such a "red snake" cat riding towards Yue Zhang leisurely.
Yue Zhang, who had been hit in the ribs, seemed to have gone mad. With a pained expression, he squatted on the back of the horse and hooked his fingers into his scalp. Then, he raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. He clenched his teeth and slapped the warhorse to death. Then, he rushed towards the rider.
The Pearl Cavalry at the foot of the mountain and on the road stopped their horses subconsciously, leaving the rider and the unstoppable unknown Jianghu martial artist to fight.
The rider floated down from his horse and continued to "move forward".
The pair, who had been expected to fight fiercely for a few hours, brushed past each other just like that.
His sleeves turned even redder.
It turned out that he was holding a bloody human skin that had been peeled from head to toe.
The three hundred riders on the road widened their eyes in unison as they watched His Highness, who was carrying a fresh bag of skin, pass by. He stopped in front of the young man who was no longer waving his fan and casually tossed the human skin into the air.
Huang Xiaokuai would never forget this scene for the rest of his life.
His Royal Highness, who had an ordinary Beiliang saber on his waist, was up against the "Crossing the River" that was not inferior to the Nanhua saber.
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