"Hmph, you are pretending to be a ghost, let me take it down!"
Zhu Youzhen snorted coldly, her inner strength mixed in her voice. When she gave the order, Wang Yanzhang, who was far away from the Chinese army, could clearly hear it.
Wang Yanzhang knew very well that Zhu Youzhen's order was directed at him.
"The Chinese infantry retreated, and the sword and shield soldiers took over the Chinese position!"
Accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, the giant Liang Jun moved in an orderly manner.
The Chinese infantry phalanx shrank, revealing dozens of openings. The sword and shield soldiers behind them shuttled through and poured into the execution ground, taking over the position where the Chinese infantry phalanx had previously been.
No less than two thousand sword and shield soldiers surrounded the entire execution ground, and the sense of oppression it brought was quite terrifying.
The clashing of armors and the dull sound of shields hitting the ground easily drowned out the cries of the people on the execution ground kneeling down to worship the immortal.
Even with the sound of the sword and shield soldiers' shields falling to the ground, the voices of the people kneeling and shouting became quieter. Gradually, gradually, the shouting stopped, and the kneeling movements also stopped.
As the shield fell, the smaller half of the shield-hand behind the big shield was exposed. Even if it was only the exposed half of the body, anyone with a discerning eye could see that each of these shield-hands was simply unbelievably burly.
The sword-wielding hands hidden behind the shield-hands were only exposed sideways, but the cold light of the Mo-dao in their hands was enough to make people shudder.
This is a temporarily formed sword and shield soldier. However, even though it is a temporary formation, it is still the best among the elite. It can be seen from the knife-wielding hand that the predecessor of this temporarily formed sword and shield soldier is the Mo Dao Team.
The sword blade passed by, and both men and horses were shattered! He is talking about Mo Dao.
It is enough to show the prestige of Mo Dao in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, maybe Mo Dao's prestige is even worse outside the Tang Dynasty.
"kill!"
A dragon roar brought Wang Yanzhang's order to the ears of every sword and shield soldier.
"kill!"
The sword and shield soldiers surrounding the execution ground shouted in unison, responding to Wang Yanzhang's order.
Then the shield hand raised the shield and pushed the shield forward, followed closely by the Mo Dao hand, following closely with the shield hand in front of him.
"kill!"
"kill!"
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Every step forward by the sword and shield soldiers was accompanied by a roar of killing sounds like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and their momentum was like a rainbow.
Zhu Youzhen saw this and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. With such elites, why should he worry about not being able to sweep the country?
But in the eyes of the people on the execution ground, these sword and shield soldiers were like the God of Death, and every cry of killing was like a reminder from hell.
Even the excitement of meeting an immortal cannot conceal the human instinct of fear of death.
"Buzz~"
Amidst the waves of shouts of killing, a slight trembling sound sounded in the air.
Jiang Yunqing's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on the execution platform, next to the Longquan Sword that was deeply inserted into the execution platform.
He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and in the next moment, Jiang Yunqing disappeared again and appeared in mid-air. With a tap of his toes, he passed the distance between the execution platform and the high platform where Zhu Youzhen was.
Zhong Xiaokui, who was always on guard, slightly bent his legs. As the ground shattered with a "bang", he jumped up and faced Jiang Yunqing.
Before anyone arrived, the Ming Shui Silk went ahead. Zhong Xiaokui flew his hands, and dozens of Ming Shui Silk headed towards Jiang Yunqing with a sound of breaking through the air.
Jiang Yunqing paused in the air and swung his sword in a sweeping sweep. There was no internal energy lingering on the sword. Jiang Yunqing was very self-aware of the nature of his internal energy. It was just a good thing for you and me.
However, the invisible wind blade lingering on the sword at this moment is much sharper than the ordinary internal force.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
Dozens of collisions of gold and iron sounded, and Zhong Xiaokui's dark water threads used a clever collision angle to wrap around the body of the Longquan Sword. This underworld silk thread is very tough, and the wind blades surrounding Longquan Sword are cutting continuously for a while.
Zhong Xiaokui tugged on the other end of the Mingshui thread, and with the help of this force, her speed increased in vain, and the afterimage left in mid-air could not be dissipated for a long time.
A slight smile appeared on Jiang Yunqing's lips. He liked this kind of head-on confrontation the best.
His body turned around, his legs facing the sky, and his legs slightly bent, as if he were stepping on a wall.
"Bang~"
There was an explosion like thunder on the ground, and a wave of ripples rippled out of thin air in the sky. Jiang Yunqing's speed increased dramatically, and even the afterimage was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
"Buzz~"
Hidden beneath the explosion, a slight trembling sound sounded in front of Zhong Xiaokui.
Before Zhong Xiaokui could be stunned, Jiang Yunqing came to her and punched her.
"Bang~"
The contact lasted only a moment, and the sound of collision had just begun. Zhong Xiaokui's small body was smashed deeply into the high platform. The sound of her body colliding with the high platform was mixed with the sound of Jiang Yunqing hitting her. It was difficult to tell which one came first. occur.
Stones, dust, and debris suddenly flew into the high platform where a hole had been made.
After Jiang Yunqing fought off Zhong Xiaokui, he quietly landed on the ground. His legs were bent to a large extent, and the sound of bone friction coming from his knees could be clearly heard by ordinary people.
"Bang!"
The bluestone table suddenly shattered, and Jiang Yunqing's left hand was seen holding the sword hilt, holding the sword with both hands.
"Instigation~"
The next moment, Jiang Yunqing's figure exploded out. There was no trace, but everyone watching here could clearly feel that something was passing there.
The strong wind lifted up the flying rocks, dust and debris, and a sword shadow struck Zhu Youzhen's head in an instant.
"Dang~"
Two figures, one red and one blue, blocked in front of Zhu Youzhen in time. The cold trident and the steaming sickle held the Longquan Sword that was slashing at Zhu Youzhen.
"Your Majesty, leave quickly!"
Yang Yan, Yang Miao shouted in unison.
Zhu Youzhen didn't hesitate, tapped her toes on the ground and left the dragon chair, leaving the high platform with a flash of figure.
In the next moment, the wind surrounding Longquan Sword turned into a hurricane and expanded. Yang Yan and Yang Miao were blown away without any haste to resist.
The Longquan Sword slashed hard, hitting the ground deeply, and a sword energy roared out, slashing towards Zhu Youzhen who was escaping.
"Bang~"
Zhu Youzhen used her internal strength to resist, but the sword energy did not penetrate his body, but just chopped him away. The sword and shield player behind quickly dropped the shield and Mo Dao, and hurriedly caught Zhu Youzhen with his body.
With the support of a sword and shield soldier, Zhu Youzhen stood up with her body shaking uncontrollably. She wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth and looked up at the white-clothed figure on the high platform. At this moment, she no longer had the unruly attitude before, but only Horrified.
How can one person be so strong!
On the high platform, Jiang Yunqing stood there quietly holding a sword and made no next move.
Zhong Xiaokui lay silently in the deep pit on the high platform, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive!
Yang Yan and Yang Miao were a hundred times more energetic and stared at Jiang Yunqing nervously.
It was the first time in their lives that they had seen this kind of person. Even though the two brothers had the strength of the middle class, they felt that they would never be able to defeat them.
