This vassal king's cavalry, which was supposed to dominate the world, faced only five enemies at this moment.
Eight hundred elite warriors and eight hundred powerful horses faced off against five people.
The latter should have no chance of winning.
But you have to know how high the level of cultivation of those four people is? !
Ye Yiran, the sixth-grade body furnace realm is perfect, and the fifth-grade pill-building realm is half a step away.
Zhao Manman is at the pinnacle of the third-grade Cave Void Realm.
Hu Ying, a second-grade Xuanmen realm minor perfectionist.
Ling Zhen, the second-level Xuanmen Realm of Great Perfection.
Qiu Jin, a first-grade supreme realm.
This does not include the green "Confucian sage" who stayed in the Lihen Lock.
How many troops are needed to kill these five people? Not sure.
But at least, there is no way to achieve it with these 800 cavalry alone.
"Fei Ren, quickly bring Lord Xun Ling to Locking Heaven and Earth and take shelter for now!"
Qiu Jin shouted.
After saying this, a group of green shadows instantly enveloped Wei Que and flew into the lock of hatred.
Qiu Jin swept up with his bare hands and came to the front of the leading cavalry at extremely fast speed.
The guy in the lead was obviously startled, and he hurriedly slashed with his knife. Qiu Jin dodged sideways, and placed his palm on the snow-white war horse "Kao Yun".
In an instant, the extremely cold frost air poured out, freezing the horses and people into a lump of ice.
When all the cavalry saw that their most capable leader was frozen to death on the spot, everyone's expression changed with horror.
Qiu Jin threw away his left hand and held out twenty-three flying swords. His mind moved slightly, and the Yin Yang Mirror also appeared behind him.
He pulled out the black sword from his waist to open the Tianmen, holding the newly acquired orange sword Qiu Feng in his right hand, and shouted loudly: "Kill!"
The five of them took action together and charged towards the group of burly warriors riding white horses and wearing red armor.
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It takes less than a stick of incense.
More than half of the eight hundred cavalry were killed in the battle.
By the Phoenix Pond, hundreds more armored corpses fell.
There were only more than two hundred soldiers left who lacked fighting spirit and were still fighting hard.
"I know that King Wu is kind to you. If you are willing to repay your kindness to your master, please stay and continue to fight. If you want to live for decades more, just run away!"
Qiu Jin shouted, "As long as they leave this place voluntarily, we will not pursue the bandits and spare their lives!"
After hearing these words, the Kao Yun Red Dragon Riders, who were unwilling to fight anymore, dispersed one after another.
After Hu Ying, Zhao Manman and others sent Lord Xun Ling out of the lock, they took the lord and left here first.
Qiu Jin, Ye Yiran, and Qingpao Ling Zhen came to the main hall of the palace.
Dominate the hall.
In the lobby here, I met the most respected man in Tongzhou.
King Wu and Zhou Qi.
Zhou Qi, who was wearing the python robe of the feudal lord, felt extremely shocked and looked at the three people who suddenly came here with horror on his face.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, the master of the Wu family, knowing that there was no point in escaping, sat on his seat and asked in shock: "How come...you...where is my king's Chiyun Chilongqi?!"
"Most of them died, and the rest ran away."
Qiu Jin's tone was quite calm.
Zhou Qi trembled all over, shouting at the top of his lungs as if grasping at straws: "Where is Dharma Saint Du Yinbai?!"
"Stop screaming, that guy is dead too."
Ling Zhen said with a smile.
"What……"
Zhou Qi shouted as loud as he could, "Where are the masters in my palace? Li Dahai, Qi Quan, Song Ku, please come out quickly to protect me!"
Qiu Jin narrowed his eyes and said: "Those guys were brought out by your son to deal with me. As for the outcome, they are all dead."
Zhou Qi was so horrified that he almost fell off the chair, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Then... where is my son Zhou Jie?"
"He is also dead. He was killed by the explosion."
Ling Zhen picked his ears and walked slowly to King Wu. Zhou Qi was so frightened that he couldn't even utter a word when facing the terrifying ghost-like Master Junyan in front of him.
The young man in green robe said with a smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Wu, it's time for you to die now."
That day, Prince Wu's Mansion in Daliang City, Tongzhou.
There are more dead than alive.
Killed to death!
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In the Kingdom of Longshu, King Zhou Qi of Wu, one of the five existing vassal kings in the Central Plains, had his extremely noble head cut off.
Qiu Jin was wearing a dragon robe, holding the dead human head in his hand, and kicked it away like a ball.
Zhou Qi's head hit the wall and turned into a meat pie with a "bang" sound.
Looking at the headless corpse that fell to the ground and the shapeless head of the vassal king, the princess of the Western Regions with red hair like a waterfall let out a "tsk, tsk" twice, hugged her shoulders and laughed: "Oh, This King of Wu is really pitiful. It’s just that he lost his son, and he couldn’t save his own life..."
"Poor ass!"
Qiu Jin spat hard, "It's enough to make my wanted poster look much uglier than myself, but you are actually willing to put a reward of 100,000 taels on my head. My head is worth such a small amount of money? Who are you looking down on!" "
Thinking of this, he became angry again. He walked towards the pie-shaped head that fell on the ground, stepped on it and crushed it to pieces. Qiu Jin cursed angrily: "What a bastard lord, your head is not even worth a penny." , feed the dog, the dog is disgusting!"
Ye Yiran shook his head, took a casual look at the furnishings in the Xiongba Hall, and suddenly said in surprise: "Wow, look over there, what a beautiful sword!"
Qingpao guest Ling Zhen turned around and looked over, and saw that there was indeed an exquisite long sword placed on the big table to the north.
The sword is about four feet long, the scabbard is decorated with colorful embroidery of Pan Chi, and the hilt is decorated with double dragon cloud patterns. It is made of red and gold. It is luxurious and exquisite, showing the majesty of a king!
Ling Zhen got closer, then walked forward first, took the red gold long sword with the chilong pattern, pulled out a bit of the blade, looked at it for a moment, and felt that the sword was extremely sharp and extremely sharp. Extraordinary product.
As for other doorways, they have not been discovered.
Qiu Jin stood next to Ling Zhen, took the sheathed blade, looked at it for a while, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's actually the 'Pocao Sword'!"
"Pocao?"
Ye Yiran asked confused.
Qiu Jin nodded and explained: "I think back in the past, the emperor of the Wu Kingdom once held this sword and split the table in two, vowing to defeat the Wei Kingdom. During the Battle of Chibi, Wu and Shu joined forces. , defeated Cao Gong greatly, and this sword was also named 'Bao Cao Sword'..."
With that said, Qiu Jin completely pulled the sword blade out of its sheath and gently swung it down.
The table on which the sword was placed was split open in an instant, and the cross-section was extremely smooth.
The young man in green robe was amazed when he saw this.
"What a sword!"
Qiu Jin sincerely praised, "It's such a waste to keep such good things in Prince Wu's Mansion...Here, I'll give them to you!"
He sheathed the sword and handed it to Ye Yiran who was standing aside.
The white-robed and red-haired Princess of Tianluo Kingdom took the Pocao Sword and said with a smile: "It's so generous. Give it to me as soon as you say it."
Qiu Jin also smiled and said calmly: "I alone own half of the top ten divine swords in the world, and I also have the strongest sword made by the Supreme Sword Palace for fifty years. Although this Pocao sword is good, I still don't like it. Not on."
Ye Yiran rolled his eyes with a smile and put the sword on his waist. "When I reach a higher level in the future, I will use this sword to kill you. Don't regret it then!"
Qiu Jin laughed and said, "I've always been a man of my words and a stick of spittle. I promised to kill you once for free, so I'll kill you once for free. How can I go back on my promise? It's just..."
Qiu Jin bent his index finger, scratched the bridge of Princess Tianluo's nose, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu, I am already a first-grade supreme swordsman. How long do you have to practice before you can kill me with this sword?"
Ye Yiran pouted, snorted, raised his neck, and said stubbornly: "Since you are a sword cultivator, then if I kill you with a sword in the end, you will be considered a worthy death. As for when to kill you, Don't worry about it. When it's time for your Uncle Qiu to die, you won't be able to escape even if you want to! Just accept your fate."
"Okay, it's a deal, I'm waiting for the day when you use this broken sword to kill me!"
Qiu Jin said confidently and cheerfully.
Ling Zhen looked at the couple beside him, feeling a little helpless. He pinched his Jingming point and sighed secretly, "What kind of relationship do these two have?"
