Li Chenan pulled his hands into fists.
He suddenly took a deep breath.
He turned around and walked out of the door of the small wooden building. In Yan Jidao's sight, the soft sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the soft sword became straight.
He took one step forward and flew up.
He landed on the courtyard wall, raised the sword in his hand, Qi Luck Dantian, and shouted loudly: "Destiny...Xuanjia Camp...annihilate all enemies!"
He flew off the courtyard wall and dived towards the enemy.
At this moment, he had no fear of life or death.
At this moment, he was angry like never before!
The zhenqi in his body seemed to sense his emotions and boiled at this moment.
The true energy was poured into the soft sword, and the soft sword made a loud sword cry under his swing. The sword came out and pierced the chest of an enemy.
Li Chenan fell to the ground, waving the long sword in his hand without any control.
Its power is like madness, and its appearance is like madness.
But looking in Yan Jidao's eyes, he was suddenly shocked——
Use heaven and earth as paper!
Use autumn rain as ink!
Use the sword as a pen!
Li Chenan is splashing ink!
It seems to be writing the spring and autumn of reincarnation.
It also seemed like he was writing a sad and angry memorial.
There are no sword moves in the Fuji Sword. The sword moves in the Fuji Sword come from the heart.
At this moment, the unique swordsmanship of Li Chenan appeared in front of the world for the first time.
Later generations call it... Wen Jian!
It was the first time that Li Chenan killed someone so crazily.
Unstoppable killing!
This is the wrath of a common man, and blood can be seen within five steps.
Xiao Baozi stood on the donkey's back and looked around. Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan had already rushed towards Li Chenan.
Two knives.
Two Mishan swords! .
Wherever they go, no one can match them!
Xiao Baozi felt relieved, rode on his donkey to fight again, and gradually moved closer to Li Chenan. After a moment, the five of them formed a circle, and Xiao Wu's bright hands tore open the door of hell.
So that door absorbed all the souls.
They killed several people in and out, killing everything upside down!
At this moment, the three hundred soldiers of Xuanjia Battalion were rushing and slashing like wolves and tigers among the enemies, resolutely carrying out Master Xiao Li's orders, and venting the long-held emotions that Mr. Changsun had when he died. anger.
They are all masters.
He is also a cold-blooded master who is as well trained as a machine.
They seemed tireless and unaware of the pain of the wounds on their bodies.
They struck each blow crazily but calmly, no one was redundant, and each strike was deadly.
Three hundred men fighting thirty thousand!
This seemed impossible in Huaiping Mountain, but these three hundred people completely defeated his thirty thousand people with just one stick of incense!
The knives in their hands are extremely sharp!
Their fighting skills are extremely superb!
Their tactical coordination is perfect!
They also have a crazy deputy promotion master Li Chenan!
So, invincible!
So his men began to rout.
One collapse, all collapse.
The troops collapsed like a receding tide.
They gathered in the mountain stream of Shuiyun Mountain. This battlefield was in a valley with cliffs on both sides, so they had nowhere to retreat in the end.
They turned around and ran towards the entrance of the valley. Huaipingshan also ran towards the entrance of the valley under the protection of his thousand personal guards.
But after a while, they stopped.
Because a group of people came at the mouth of the valley.
There were men and women in the group, and they seemed to be evenly split between men and women.
This group of people did not ride horses and looked quite lazy, because they had no formation to speak of. Even their knives were carried, carried, or carried on their backs...
Huai Pingshan glanced back and saw that the group of killing gods were approaching.
He glanced forward again and smiled contemptuously, thinking that the three or four hundred scum in front of him couldn't stop me from retreating.
He waved his hand, "Charge, kill them all!"
An Zizai has stopped.
He raised his head.
"Han Han,"
"...The subordinate is here!"
"superior!"
"The last general takes command!"
Li Xiaohua raised the knife in her hand and shouted: "Brothers, charge with me...!"
The iron-tower-like man led this extremely tired team, which had not stopped all the way back from Shuangjiao Mountain, and rushed towards the Huaiping Mountain headquarters without hesitation.
The knife rises.
The knife fell.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
The enemy suddenly found that the weapon in their hand was broken, and then, their lives were lost!
Li Xiaohua rushed into the enemy army with a single stride.
The long sword in his hand opened and closed, and for a moment no one could stop it.
Ye Po took a look and rushed over with a hundred Xuanjia bandits.
They are soldiers from the Xuanjia Battalion.
It’s just that the training time was too short.
They are also desperadoes in the world, and they kill people without blinking an eye.
They flew directly into the enemy's formation, and when they landed, they blossomed.
When Huaiping Mountain took a look, his expression suddenly changed.
To this day, he still doesn't understand what kind of army they are before and after. There are obviously not many people, but their combat power is so powerful that it even far surpasses the Shenwu Army!
The enemies behind you at this moment are all masters.
Half of the enemies in front of me are masters!
The other half...why are their knives so indestructible?
The weapons of these people are the standard weapons of Ningguo, but such weapons are like tofu under the swords of those people.
This battle was not only fought in confusion, but also made Huaipingshan extremely desperate.
The front and rear are blocked and there is no road on both sides.
I have endured it for more than ten years!
I would actually bury my bones here!
The prince... the throne... still has a chance!
At this moment, his two sons thought they had entered the city with 50,000 garrisons from the two acropolises of Nanping City and Fenglai City.
No one can take away the kingdom that belongs to him from the prince's hands!
Huai Pingshan pulled out the sword from his waist.
His sword actually gradually shone brightly in the dusk and autumn rain.
Xiao Baozi ran the fastest on his donkey chasing the enemy.
The Fuji sword in her hand glowed with lotus flowers. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the bright sword in the middle of the enemy army.
Her slender eyes narrowed slightly, and she flew off the donkey's back.
Her feet touched the enemy's head, and she was getting closer and closer to the sword.
Huai Pingshan saw Xiao Baozi, and he struck out with a sword!
As soon as the sword came out, the sword light rose ten feet.
The soldiers in front of him fell to the ground one after another under the sword, with blood flying in the air.
Yan Jidao in the distance suddenly frowned.
Block the river with one sword...!
It was winter in the third year of Zhaohua.
The two great masters Qin Huaiyu and He Xishan fought decisively at the top of the Forbidden City.
At the end of that fight, both of them were injured, even seriously.
At that moment, in the heavy snow in the sky, a sword came to block the river!
If Fan Taohua hadn't caught the sword that blocked the river with a peach blossom, Qin Huaiyu and He Xishan would have died on the spot.
That sword strike had no effect. He, Yan Jidao, chased the sword strike for three days and three nights, and then disappeared.
After that, the sword was never seen again for twenty years, and of course the person who used the sword was not known.
Huaiping Mountain? !
If it was him who fired the sword twenty years ago, then the death of Queen Lu... there was no Queen Huai at that time, only Concubine Huai.
Princess Liyang said that she would never harm Queen Lu... The person who benefited the most from Queen Lu's death was Concubine Huai!
Not only did she become the new queen, her son also became the crown prince of the East Palace.
If she hadn't died in childbirth while giving birth to the fourth princess Ning Chuchu... Duke Huaiguo would never have retired in a low-key manner, and the crown prince's position in the East Palace would have been as solid as a rock.
All this is Yan Jidao's speculation.
It is very simple to prove this past incident, that is to seize Huaiping Mountain.
Xiao Baozi didn't expect this bad old man to be so powerful.
Half-step grandmaster!
Her slender eyes stared fiercely, her long skirt swayed, and her Fuji sword flickered into bloom.
