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"Hahaha...."

Looking at the funny scene of Tuoba Bodhisattva, Chen Jun chuckled without any image.

At this time, there were many ruins around him, like a field that had been plowed by oxen. It was a mess. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn. He looked a bit like a homeless man.

"I'll leave the city as soon as I send you out of the city. As a man, you must keep your word."

As if mocking himself, Chen Jun took a step forward and almost staggered. After taking a deep breath, his pale face recovered a little.

In the distance, the master guards of Beimang Palace were all frightened back a few steps, and the swords, spears, swords and halberds in their hands almost fell to the ground.

It was really scary. The Beimang Palace was beaten to pieces in a short period of time.

This is no longer humanly possible.

Chen Jun ignored them and did not slaughter them at will. He took a step forward and flew towards the western area of ​​​​Beimang City of Ten Thousand Kings. His speed was extremely fast, not inferior to Tuoba's fierce battle.

Because Chen Jun could sense that Xuanyuan Qingfeng's aura had become weaker and weaker.

Station!

Chen Jun walked over countless corpses of soldiers with an expressionless face. The ground was filled with blood and was scarlet, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng was nowhere to be seen.

"Boom~"

A loud roar of thunder came, shaking the entire station violently.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, a loud and ear-piercing female scream came from the west. It was so sad that it made Chen Jun's heart palpitate for no reason.

After this sound, the others disappeared instantly.

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The edge of the Great Wall at the west gate of the Royal City.

The sword energy penetrated into her bones, and the heart-piercing burning sensation made Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face twitch. She had swung her sword to kill enemies countless times, and there were corpses lying on the ground under her feet.

Anger and murderous intent poured out. Faced with the thunderous charge of the war horse, Xuanyuan Qingfeng raised his sword and faced it fiercely. Although he could not reach the level of the sheepskin-furred Old Man Li with a sword that was tens of feet long, he had fought many life-and-death battles.

Let her become more and more familiar with the one-sleeved blue dragon she realized.

With a figure like a fish swimming on the tide, he faced the first batch of iron cavalry and charged. Xuanyuan Qingfeng's long sword was in his hand, and he split a man and a horse in the middle. Then he ran sideways, ignoring the iron spears to kill, relying on his true energy to drum up.

Just kill people with your hands.

The charge of the war horses was like a tidal wave formation, and was dragged back and forth by Xuanyuan Qingfeng's powerful moves. Suddenly, more than a dozen horsemen were thrown off their backs.

In front of Xuanyuan Qingfeng were corpses strewn across the field, and behind him was a carriage, making the sound of tinkling spring water. The horse encountered the pungent blood, and was no longer spiritual as usual, and was restless and neighing.

She didn't take a step back!

He didn't let the horse and the chariot leave, nor did he let the Beimang cavalry get any closer.

In the Beimang battle formation, an old man in golden clothes waved his hand, and the next second all the Beimang cavalry stopped their offensive. The old man looked at the stunning woman not far away with admiration, and asked: "Awesome, very good, you are Daxueping

Xuanyuan Qingfeng?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng spit out the blood foam from his mouth on the ground and sneered: "Could it be that she is your long-lost mother?"

Li Mibi, who was always known for his elegance and calmness in Beimang's political circles, was stunned and speechless for a moment. He obviously did not expect that such a stunning woman as Xuanyuan Qingfeng could speak so harshly, without any hint of feminine gentleness.

Li Mibi sneered in his heart, but said slowly: "Xuanyuan Qingfeng, as a noble daughter of a Huishan family, you should know the truth. Why bother guarding a carriage while your husband is fighting fiercely with the Beimang Army God?

Together, not to mention who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, this battle will take a long time even if we want to get the result. Why are you doing this? Why don't you go to Beimang? I can protect your life.

worry."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng breathed secretly and sneered on the other side: "Pretend to be deaf and mute, haven't you heard that the sound of the fierce battle has stopped now? That Tuoba must have been killed by my husband. Come over soon and it will be your turn.

"

"Hmph, how is it possible, you think I am a three-year-old child?"

"Don't try to take a breath secretly. Since you are so stubborn, I will naturally have a way to control you when I bring you back to make you obey." Li Mibi waved his hand suddenly, "Feng Shou, take him down."

Surprisingly, there was no one around Li Mibi. There was a burst of air, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body became tense.

However, the Beimang cavalry had already taken the lead in launching an attack. There were sixty cavalry in a circle, trying their best to avoid the sword energy coming from Xuanyuan Qingfeng's hand, and then simultaneously throwing their spears and spears from thirty steps away.

The spears and spears struck like a gust of wind and rain. Xuanyuan Qingfeng first dodged some of the sharpness, and then waved his robe to brush it over. Dozens of big arrows shot out, stabbing a dozen cavalrymen to death immediately. However, at this time, the Beimang Iron Cavalry

He was already close, and finally saw a glimmer of hope. He drew his sword and fired his spear. However, Xuanyuan was a real first-grade Vajra realm after all. He still did not appear defeated under this attack. Instead, he seized the opportunity and made the cavalry lose sight of one thing.

All dead and injured.

But at this moment, the neighing sound of a carriage suddenly came from behind, and three horses were seen jumping wildly, like horses running off the reins, running wildly in all directions. Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked back and tugged on the reins, but there was a sound of wind whistling in his ears.

The back and abdomen were severely injured, Xuanyuan Qingfeng screamed in pain, and subconsciously slapped it out with a palm.

"Bang!"

The incoming assassin also didn't expect that Xuanyuan Qingfeng still had some remaining strength, and he also vomited blood and flew out.

Li Mibi's eyes were cold and he shouted indifferently: "Get her!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of Beimang cavalry rushed forward, creating a bloody storm.

"Which of you dares?"

The sound stirred up the void, causing ripples in circles.

Li Mibi's expression changed greatly when he heard this, but suddenly there was a powerful ray of light shooting from the east to the west.

The sword energy surged wildly, like a ray of light cutting through an extremely dark night, or like a lascivious snake reaching out and hissing a message.

When the sword light reached, hundreds of knights in front of Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned on their backs and were directly torn into pieces.

With this sword, all the hundreds of horses in Beimang will be killed!

Chen Jun slowly fell from the sky, and the woman came into view.

A purple suit dyed red.

The reins of the carriage were still in his hands, and they were tightly held tightly.

Not far away, the Beimang cavalry horses neighed uncontrollably. Not only the horses, but also the Beimang cavalry above were trembling with fear. Li Mibi swallowed his saliva and exclaimed: "You are the new sword god Chen Jun, it's impossible!"

Chen Jun looked surprised and said: "How is it impossible? Am I not your father?"

Li Mibi and Li Fengshou looked at each other.

Sure enough, there is a disciple just like a master. They are also the top beings in Beimang Jianghu. I never expected that a swordsman with such a high level as Chen Jun would say something as unpleasant as Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

But Chen Jun is the second best master in the world after all, and Li Mibi doesn't dare to yell at Xuanyuan Qingfeng like he did before, otherwise, he might be hit by a sword.

Chen Jun walked over angrily, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng finally couldn't hold back his strong breath, and suddenly fell forward, and happened to be held in his arms.

"Does it still hurt?"

Chen Jun's hand was filled with blood from Xuanyuan Qingfeng's wound, and the wound on his shoulder was deep enough to show the bone.

Xuanyuan, dressed in red, shook his head.

"Why do you do this? If the horse is lost, it will be lost?"

"If there is no carriage, sir will have to walk."

"Then you are really stupid."

Chen Jun smiled and said nothing. He just looked at Li Mibi, who was known as the shadow prime minister of Beimang. "The person who just hurt her will kill himself on the spot, otherwise he will bear the consequences!"

When the voice came out, Li Fengshou, who was standing next to Li Mibi, was startled and immediately raised his body and flew away.

But his body was immediately pierced by a sword.

It was Li Mibi's killer.

"Very good, it saves me the trouble."

Chen Jun was not surprised. With a wave of his finger, the sword box on the carriage exploded and the original spiritual sword flew into his hand.

It had just been sealed up, and it was obvious that Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not use this sword.

"Let's go."

"Sir, this is the Killing Immortal Sword."

"It's just a sword. It can kill people and carry people."

Chen Jun stepped on the sword, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng was placed at the head of the sword.

Come by car and leave with sword.

A ray of light disappeared and hit the sky, leaving the ground in the sky. The Beimang cavalry fired symbolic arrows. Li Mibi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The feeling of being targeted just now was as cold as being in death. It was not pleasant. Even though the sword god's face was pale, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries, he still did not dare to gamble.

If you lose the bet, you will die!