Nantong was unable to protect itself at the moment. Faced with the siege from Duan Tianya and several Soul Saints, it had no time to take care of Lin Chuan.
"Brother, be careful!"
Just when Lin Chuan felt desperate, a rich male voice came from above his head.
Immediately afterwards, a sword light appeared in front of Lin Chuan. With a clanking sound, the sword light carried a huge force and split open the spear that was stabbing Lin Chuan.
A man with a handsome face waved a long knife with one hand, jumped up, came to the side of the Xinghui Cavalry, and slashed at him with his knife.
When he got close, the Xinghui Cavalry didn't react at all, and was chopped into two pieces by the man with a knife.
In the Xinghui Army camp, Yu Beichuan and several old friends laughed happily as they looked at Linchuan and Nantong surrounded by thousands of troops.
As long as we take the heads of these two people and celebrate the victory tonight in Xuanling Pass, it's really not just a dream!
The next second, he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and rescued Lin Chuan. "What's going on!" Yu Beichuan reacted and shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old friend looked at the figure in horror and said, "Do they still have reinforcements?"
"Why panic! So what if there are reinforcements! There are so many of us, even if a Titled Douluo comes, we will still get him!" Yu Beichuan stood up and yelled angrily.
As he said that, he glanced at several people and said in a deep voice, "Liang Cheng, Luo Balu, Wang Weizhong, Ran Yin, you guys. Go and test that guy's strength."
The words sounded, and the four figures took a step forward at the same time.
Yimeng's long sword killed everyone in the Xinghui army with great joy. In just a few breaths of time, hundreds of people in the Xinghui Cavalry had died under his sword.
There are also two soul saints among them.
"Leave this place to me, you take him and retreat first!" Yimeng ordered. Although Nantong didn't know who Yimeng was, he could save him and Lin Chuan at this time. He knew that this person could be trusted.
Escorted by him and his two lieutenants, Lin Chuan rushed towards Xuanling Pass.
Zhang Qing and Duan Tianya wanted to stop them, but were stopped by Yimeng Yida.
"What a terrifying strength!" Because Yimeng didn't have a soul ring, Duan Tianya and Zhang Qing couldn't judge Yimeng's cultivation level.
But from this knife, they felt the crisis, the crisis of death! This sword brought unimaginable pressure to Duan Tianya and Zhang Qing.
With the title Douluo's cultivation, even if he did not absorb a soul ring, Yimeng was a master and a legendary swordsman during his lifetime.
He created his own - Thirty-Six Xuemei Sword Technique, and once killed a ninety-first level titled Douluo with his eighty-seventh level Contra cultivation level.
Although he has no soul skills to use now, he relies on his ninety-two level cultivation and thirty-six Xuemei sword skills.
No one in the Xinghui army could withstand his attack, and they rushed all the way outside the military camp.
Seeing that Yi Meng was about to break out of the encirclement of the army, Liang Cheng and the other two people rushed over and launched an attack. Four attacks with different attributes and powers came out at the same time.
After the attack came down, looking at Duan Tianya and Zhang Qing who were stunned, the Contra named Ran Yin said, "Let's attack together and capture this person!"
Immediately, six people and six horses rushed over.
Seeing the six people charging towards them, Yimeng had a calm expression on his face, raised his right hand, shook his index finger from side to side, and said calmly, "You are no match for me."
As he finished speaking, a feeling of shame suddenly appeared on the faces of the six Contras, and they roared and charged towards them.
"Well done!" With a loud shout, Yi Meng waved his long sword and swept away thousands of troops!
one strike! Dozens of Star Riders around him died instantly. He rushed in front of six Contras, trying to fight one against six.
"Arrogant guy, I'll teach you how to be a good person!" Zhang Qing roared, the anger on his face became even stronger, and he rushed out waving his sharp claws.
The next second! Yimeng gave him a move of thirty-six snows and thirty-three plums! The majestic sword energy soared into the sky, and the meaning of the sword was like a huge wave, or like a wave of waves.
The waves were as white as snow, overwhelmingly sweeping towards Zhang Qing. With just one blow, Zhang Qing was crippled! Lying on the ground, dripping with blood.
"Come and fight!" Yimeng roared and charged into the Xinghui army, killing everyone who was frightening! No matter how powerful someone is, they are no match for him!
A dream about being warlike is influenced by the past life.
Yu Beichuan watched from behind as Yi Meng severely wounded Zhang Qing with one blow. He was fighting in and out of his military camp, the calmness on his face replaced by fear.
"Who is this person? His strength is so terrifying!" Yu Beichuan knew several titled Douluo from the Qianling Empire. Except for the Qianling Empress, no one had such terrifying strength.
This is why, when he saw Yimeng just now, he felt that if he and others joined forces, they could deal with Yimeng even if he was a titled Douluo.
"It seems that the Purple Sky Army has really found reinforcements!" Behind Yu Beichuan, a beautiful woman squinted her eyes and looked solemnly at the army of ten thousand people blocked by Yi Meng and one man.
"Let's take action together. We will never allow him to continue killing like this!"
After hearing the beautiful woman's words, Yu Beichuan showed respect on his face. This one is the biggest trump card among the six people he invited.
This person didn't come here for his favor, but because she had made a promise to her eldest brother.
"Sister Hongyin, please!" Yu Beichuan led a beautiful woman and another lieutenant, and the three of them attacked Yimeng in the army.
In the battle just now, the Xinghui Legion only lost seven or eight thousand people, and within a few minutes of Yi Meng's attack, there were only a little over 20,000 Xinghui Cavalry left.
"Nantong, Lin Chuan, if anything happens to me, Xuanling Pass will be left to you!" After seeing Yu Beichuan's attack, Lin Xiuya looked at Nantong and Lin Chuan who had just withdrawn from Xuanling Pass and gave instructions.
After the words fell, Nantong and Lin Chuan looked solemnly and said, "Follow your orders!"
Hearing this, Lin Xiuya mounted his horse with his sword in hand, signaled the gatekeepers to open the door, and then shouted loudly, "Liu Qianye, order 20,000 soldiers and horses to follow me out of the city!"
"Yes!" A man walked out after Lin Xiuya finished speaking. Then he ordered 20,000 soldiers and horses and followed Lin Xiuya out of Xuanling Pass.
Seeing the Xuanling Pass door open wide and Lin Xiuya leading the Purple Sky Army rushing out of the Pass, Yu Beichuan's face became even more gloomy.
If it were not for Yimeng, he would not take it seriously no matter how many Zitian Army there were.
But now... together with the nine Contras, whether they can defeat Yimeng is a question.
Coupled with these Zitian Army, it is no longer important whether they can take Xuanling Pass. What Yu Beichuan is worried about now is whether they can save his own life!
"Too weak, too weak!" Just as Yimeng rushed towards Duan Tianya with his sword, two figures worked together to stop him.
