Eternal gate

Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!

The fire in Qishan was raging, and everyone trapped in it was retreating.

They said they were retreating, but they had no way out at all.

In all directions, there are raging flames spreading.

Just like this, there are still tens of thousands of troops besieging the mountain.

They had to keep retreating to the middle boundary, cutting down trees as they retreated.

At this point, an open space with a radius of 100 feet has been cleared in the mountain.

Without the invasion of fire, this place can be regarded as a small pure land in the midst of disaster.

However, this small piece of pure land does not last long.

When the fire dissipates, King Yang's army will be flat.

No matter how powerful their martial arts are, they will never be able to defeat thousands of troops.

Dead end.

If there are no accidents.

This is a dead end.

Ahem!

There were a lot of coughs in the open space.

The smoke was everywhere, and everyone was choked.

With such a huge fire, most people would have been choked to death.

The martial arts masters were collectively embarrassed, each and every one of them was covered in black and white.

"I'm old, I've capsized in the gutter."

The old man on the donkey was cursing and helpless.

Others were also spitting out fragrance and greeting King Yang.

After all, he is a prince, and he has no martial ethics!

But when I think about it, I feel relieved.

As a prince and king, he has already raised an army and rebelled, so why should he be shameless?

"I'm just counting my fingers, we're going to stay here."

An old ant man stroked his beard with serious words.

His name is Xuanji, he is a fellow martial artist, and he has some fortune-telling skills.

Calculate, Zhao Yun also wants to calculate.

Unfortunately, his divination skills failed many years ago.

If not, he wouldn't have stepped into a trap tonight, and would have dragged so many seniors down.

"Lao Zuo, why did you leave?"

There are people who get together and curse, and there are also people who look sad.

Zuo Lao'er's body was still there, covered in blood.

Most of his peers were pouring wine to commemorate him, and the remaining half of the bottle of wine was poured into his stomach to commemorate himself. Soon, they would also set foot on the road to hell. Zuo Laoer just left early. Just a few.

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Zhao Yun did not look at Zuo Lao'er, but held the alliance leader's order tightly.

Is he a Sangmenxing? Taking the token did not benefit the martial arts world, but caused a catastrophe to the world.

Click!

Maybe he used too much force, and even the token made of black iron broke into pieces.

Seeing this, all the seniors stopped talking.

In Jianghu matters, Zuo Laoer can control the situation, and Zhao Zilong can do the same.

However, when the princes rebelled, even the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty could not resist it, let alone a small leader.

Time.

Fate.

It was not the right time for this young man to take over.

At such an age, he encountered such a catastrophe.

Even if Zuo Lao'er is still here, he may not be able to turn things around.

"Be careful."

During the silence, Yun Lan let out a light scold.

She didn't need to remind her, everyone had already seen it.

Looking at the sky, there is another overwhelming rain of arrows.

Zheng!

Whoosh!

All the masters gathered their thoughts and showed their magical powers to resist.

Although the trapped beasts are fighting, who can guarantee that no miracle will happen?

"Listen to my orders."

Outside the mountain, King Xiao Yang held a sword in his hand, looking like a marshal.

His cavalry was ready to attack, just waiting for the fire to extinguish.

Are martial arts masters great? When the army presses past, everything will be just a decoration.

hiss!

Before his cavalry moved, they first heard the sound of a war horse neighing.

Who knows how many horses came, galloping with iron hooves, making a sound that shook the world.

Um?

King Xiao Yang suddenly looked back and looked with all his eyes.

The old sword master who heard the movement also looked subconsciously.

As soon as they entered the scene, they saw a dark figure coming from the north.

The army, a proper army, could still vaguely see the battle flag of the Tang Dynasty.

"How can it be."

King Xiao Yang was no longer calm, and his expression was not very pretty.

Including his father, the three major princes were pressing the border, and most of the Tang army had rushed to the front line. Where did this army appear?

"It's the Imperial City Army in Kyoto."

The one who spoke was the old man in black beside him.

His demeanor is not very good either. The Imperial City Army is not an ordinary army. It protects Kyoto. It only obeys the orders of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and its combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

The emperor is really courageous. The world is in chaos. These elites are not guarding Kyoto, but they are sent to Qishan.

"Set up the formation."

King Xiao Yang shouted loudly, and the sword, which was pointing at a strange mountain in the distance, turned to the north.

Compared with the martial arts people trapped in the mountains, the Imperial City Army seems to be more troublesome.

However, although he was afraid, he was still calm.

The Imperial City Army has a strong fighting capacity, and the troops he brought are not vegetarians.

Who is strong and who is weak can only be known after fighting.

"Look! There's a turning point."

King Xiao Yang was not the only one who heard the sound.

Most of the martial arts masters in Qishan have climbed high to see far away.

At this juncture, it is really cordial to be able to see the battle flag of the Tang Dynasty.

"It's still the Imperial City Army."

My mysterious eyes are very good and I can see clearly.

Because he could see it clearly, he couldn't help but sigh. The emperor finally did something serious.

"If you don't tell secret words when you are bright, I will be very angry tonight."

The old guys with dim eyes suddenly became energetic.

Who wouldn't be angry after being stuck in traffic for most of the night?

They are all Jianghu people, and they think they can't do anything in the army.

However, it’s not like Datang has no foundation, isn’t this coming?

"Li Zhaoyang."

Zhao Yun was seriously injured, but his vision was still intact.

He saw a beautiful figure wearing a battle suit, it was the Princess of the Tang Dynasty.

In addition, there is a middle-aged man with white hair, and the power of the Imperial City Army is truly powerful.

kill!

war!

Outside the mountain, the shouts of killing were loud.

An army versus an army, or a large corps fighting, is naturally not a small scene.

Looking out from the top of Qishan Mountain, there are two huge crowds of people colliding together.

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Bloody light burst out, and figures fell down in patches.

"Hold it to me."

King Xiao Yang's roar could be clearly heard in the mountains.

He thought his army was very strong, but he found out after fighting that it couldn't be defeated.

Even though the strength of the Imperial City Army was far less than his.

"As expected of the army guarding Kyoto."

There are many sighs in the mountains, accompanied by sharp eyes.

They were not idle, they were all trying their best to regulate their energy, and when the fire weakened, they would rush out.

"Capture the thief and capture the king."

The old sword master shouted loudly and moved the black and white swords. ,

The so-called king refers to Li Zhaoyang.

This time the Imperial City Army was led by her.

The masters outside the mountain were obedient and actually went to Li Zhaoyang.

"Capture the thief and capture the king."

The fire weakened, and all the people in the mountain came out.

Li Zhaoyang's is the king, and so is Xiao Yang's. As long as the weakling is killed, the opponent will be in chaos.

Whoosh!

They promised not to use force, but Zhao Yun's figure was like a gust of wind, moving through the silhouettes of people.

Capture the thief and capture the king!

He was staring at King Xiao Yang.

"Your blood poison."

Yunlan's graceful figure followed closely behind.

It's hard to suppress the blood poison. If something goes wrong, it could be disabled at worst, or life lost at worst.

Zhao Yun could hear her words.

However, his offensive continued unabated and he opened a bloody path alone.

"Stop him."

The guards of King Xiao Yang left the scene one after another with loud shouts.

They are all masters, their movement skills are extraordinary, they flew over after stepping on the figures.

"roll."

Zhao Yun is not alone in his family, but he has many masters behind him.

In addition, he had suppressed a lot of anger, and his super combat power exploded.

puff!

Click!

The two sides disagreed and fought together.

On the other hand, the soldiers holding spears became so weak that they could not get up to them at all. Instead, they suffered a lot of aftermath. The terrifying sword energy was like cutting tofu.