Nightwatcher

Accompanied by the roar that resounded through the sky, the guards at the top of the city were stunned.

The soldiers and militiamen who carried the wood and crossbow arrows on the horseway dropped their work and threw themselves at the female wall desperately.

Xu Yinluo wants to dig an array?

More than 70,000 enemy troops came so fiercely that they could not finish killing them for three days and three nights, even though the soldiers treated Xu Yinluo like a god. .

They are different from ordinary people in the market. They have experienced the battlefield and know the limit of manpower. How could a mortal be able to block more than 70,000 people by himself.

Standing still and killing you, you will be merciless and exhausted, let alone the enemy's elite troops.

"Don't poke your head out, do you want to die!"

Seeing this, a general was furious, and roared: "Defend the city! This is your task, fire the cannons, fire the cannons for me, don't stand still. Xu Yinluo's formation is to relieve our pressure, Even if you die, you have to keep it for me."

"yes!"

The mountain shouted like a tsunami.

The soldiers all had red eyes and gritted their teeth.

If he could follow Xu Yinluo to defend the territory, he would die without regret.

In ancient times, there was an emperor guarding the gate of the country, and now there is Xu Qi'an digging the formation alone, both of which are feats that can be recorded in the annals of history.

Unprecedented cohesion of military spirit.

"boom!"

The golden body, with a rough and unreasonable posture, slammed down on the city, the ground trembled violently, and the shock wave from the explosion turned the enemy troops within a radius of more than ten meters into pieces of meat.

The damaged armor and broken blades were shaken into the air.

Xu Qi'an pressed his left hand, and the air machine covered the armor blades and other fragments. He glanced at the enemies on both sides and in front wielding steel knives, and waved his sleeve vigorously.

Armor, steel knives, spears and other objects shot in all directions.

The head of the charging soldier suddenly exploded, his arm broke off with a bang, and a fist-sized hole appeared in his chest. The death patterns were different.

But this didn't make the enemy army fearful, and they still charged up desperately.

At first, Xu Qi'an brandished his saber light, beheading the enemy soldiers coming from all directions like chopping melons and vegetables, no one could get close.

Soon he changed his fighting method, holding his breath but not sending it out, fighting the enemy hand-to-hand with the physique of King Kong magic, the skill of Huajin martial artist and the sharpness of Taiping knife.

Trapped in the enemy's camp, looking around all enemies, saving a little energy is a little bit, the fourth rank is human after all, and human has limits.

If he wants to cut through tens of thousands of enemy troops with his own power, what he needs to worry about is not the enemy's strength, but his physical strength.

Wei Yuan once chatted with him that in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, most of the high-quality warriors died of exhaustion.

As soon as the tactics changed, at least dozens of steel knives were coming from all directions in an instant. The warrior's premonition of the crisis allowed Xu Qi'an to capture the movements of every enemy soldier, but there was no way to dodge it.

This is the real battlefield, the battlefield of master hackers.

Puff puff puff. Xu Qi'an either stabbed or picked, or slashed or swung, reaping the life of an enemy soldier.

when!

An enemy soldier jumped up, and the steel knife slashed fiercely on the top of Xu Qi'an's head. The refined steel knife curled up instantly, and Xu Qi'an swung the Taiping knife with his backhand, cutting the enemy soldier in half.

He didn't look back, and moved forward unswervingly, relying on the physique of a martial artist to resist swords, guns, swords and halberds.

After two or three hundred people died, the enemy soldiers were not afraid of death and continued to attack.

After five or six hundred people died, the eyes of the enemy soldiers were red, and they were aroused to be fierce.

After seven or eight hundred people died, gradually, some people began to guerrilla and fight, taking off the crossbows around their waists and shooting instead of fighting with knives.

"Go away!"

The battalion commander of the firearms battalion was furious, pushed the artillery away, and then kicked the gun mount, and the heavy artillery weighing hundreds of catties turned its head.

The battalion commander loaded, calibrated, and ignited the fuze himself.

Distorted runes lit up on the cannon body, spreading from the cannon body to the muzzle. After the power was fully charged, then, with a "boom", the whole heavy cannon retreated violently.

The artillery shells shot out, tearing the soldiers' bodies apart along the way.

Xu Qi'an caught the crisis ahead of time, but he didn't dodge, and swung the peace knife to slash at the shells.

Amidst the deafening explosion, the soldiers besieging Xu Qi'an were torn apart by the terrifying air wave.

Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, the blood-stained Dafeng Yingong in blue clothes remained motionless, except for scorched robes, which were completely unscathed.

Holding a knife, he walked forward slowly, the enemy soldiers in front showed fear, and did not dare to step forward.

They pushed away one after another, not daring to block his way.

Xu Qi'an shook the blood on the blade, laughed wildly and said, "None of the bastards of the Kang and Yan countries is a man?"

At the top of the city, the soldiers of Dafeng were full of enthusiasm and roared in response, their faces were red and their veins were bursting with anger.

For a while, the morale was like a rainbow, and he threw down the wood with all his strength, and shot bows and arrows, bed crossbows and artillery. Compared with yesterday, with Xu Qi'an fighting alone, the pressure on the guards has indeed been reduced a lot. So far, the casualties are very small.

In the distance, Nurheja, who was watching the battle on horseback, frowned. There was an incomparable boorish man at the base of the city, and there were artillery, bows and crossbows at the top of the city to assist him. In less than a quarter of an hour, his own casualties exceeded beyond his psychological expectations.

The siege of the city is a drudgery of exchanging ten lives for one life, and if this kid kills it, the loss will be heavy. The heavy loss is the soldiers who are killed.

I don't know how many cards he has left. Nurheja looked around and shouted: "Warriors from Yankang and Kang, who will behead this beast?"

"The second battalion of the assault battalion, willing to kill the enemy!"

In the infantry camp, a general shouted.

This general was wearing heavy black armor, and in his hand was a Mo Dao weighing eighty catties. All the generals in the Kang Kingdom liked to use this kind of weapon.

Nurheja asked, "What's your name?"

"Alibai."

The general yelled.

"Okay, you are allowed to take the two battalions out and bring the head of this beast back to me." Nurhegalang said.

Battalion commander Ali Bai stepped out with his horse's belly, turned his horse's head, looked at the soldiers behind him, and roared:

"Are you cowards?"

Witnessing Xu Qi'an's ferocious power with his own eyes, the Kang Guo soldiers inevitably felt fear in their hearts, when they heard the questioning, their eyes instantly burned with anger.

Those who fight on the battlefield are the least lacking in blood.

Alibai held the Mo Dao and continued to roar:

"The general died in the battle. If we don't capture the city, we will die if we go back. If we break the city and behead this arrogant big man, we will be able to increase our rank and become a nobleman when we go back."

The eagerness of the soldiers was instantly ignited.

Ali Bai was still dissatisfied, and roared angrily: "The general died at the hands of this beast. It is a great shame and a great humiliation. He has a bloody vengeance, and he has to avenge it."

The two thousand pawns roared like mountains and seas:

"It's a shame and a shame, I have to report it."

Seeing this, Ali Bai stopped talking, clamped his horse's belly, and charged!

Two thousand infantry followed closely behind, with great momentum, and the morale of hatred and military exploits intertwined with fear of death.

At the head of the city, the faces of Zhang Kaitai and other generals changed slightly, and they couldn't help feeling worried.

"I have to help him, I can't let him build the formation alone." Zhang Kaitai took advantage of the situation and climbed to the top of the wall.

His concerns are justified.

The rank system of the Witch God Cult's army is not much different from that of Dafeng. There are ten people in a team, and the leader of the team must be at the level of refinement. For a team of ten, the centurion must be in the Qi training state. Ten pairs and one battalion, when it comes to the battalion commander, they are arranged according to the different types of arms and the amount of military merit.

For troops like the Firearms Battalion, because they don't need to take the lead, the battalion commander's cultivation is usually enough to refine the gods.

The senior generals of the cavalry battalion and infantry battalion only pay attention to cultivation. They take the lead and are the easiest to sacrifice.

Among them, infantry is the most dangerous.

Therefore, although Ali Bai is the battalion commander, his cultivation base is a real fifth-grade strength.

It is conceivable what kind of siege Xu Qi'an will face and what kind of group of masters.

In addition, the first wave of siege soldiers who were scared by him would definitely take this opportunity to counterattack and fight for their heads and military exploits.

"You can't go!"

Li Miaozhen frowned, stopped the impulsive warrior, shook his head and said:

"Now that you're gone, what if Nurheja leads a master to attack the city? I don't have the golden core, so I can't contain him. You will come back to rescue after all.

"In addition, the enemy still has three ten thousand infantry formations that have not moved. There are also cavalry that have not moved. If you go, even if Nurhega suffers heavy losses, he will still make money if he kills you."

Xu Qi'an dug the formation by himself, which was an act of sending to death.

The Yankang Allied Forces are eager for the masters of Dafeng to go down to the city, and they can't ask for it. They also saved the trouble of attacking the city.

Li Miaozhen continued: "Why did Xu Qi'an dig the formation alone to let you go down to the city? He is to contain the enemy army below, relieve your pressure, and reduce casualties. But Nurheja is afraid of his hole card and will try to Let the army exhaust his strength and force him to play his cards.

"Only by making formations can the opponent be afraid, understand. He is using his own safety to reduce your casualties. Don't be arrogant."

After a pause, Li Miaozhen said softly: "Now the defenders think that he is invincible and his morale is high. You go here to rescue him. In the eyes of the defenders, Xu Qi'an's invincible posture will collapse."

Hearing this, the general who was rushing over from a distance stopped, dispelling the urge to follow Zhang Kaitai to the city to help out, Li Miaozhen's words hit the point.

Li Miaozhen looked around at the generals: "You just need to defend the city with peace of mind. He will naturally come back after he is exhausted. At that time, we will rely on you to deal with Nurheja and other experts."

Zhang Kai Tai Moran slowly swept across the surrounding soldiers, their faces were excited, their fighting spirit was high, and their blood boiled to fight with the man in the city.

Once this invincible spirit is broken, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky to establish it again.

Zhang Kaitai was persuaded by Li Miaozhen.

You must come back! Several generals suddenly turned their heads, looked at the golden figure, and charged towards the thousands of troops alone.

While running wildly, Xu Qi'an threw out the peace knife, and the dark golden knife turned into a line of light, cutting through eighteen armors in one go, and was finally kicked flying by a centurion in the state of refining gods with the knife.

The Taiping knife circled around, and finally fell back into Xu Qi'an's hands. He rushed dozens of steps, jumped up suddenly, turned into a rotating spiral knife light, like an electric drill, and greeted the two thousand soldiers.

Puff puff!

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The body of the soldier holding the heavy shield was crushed together with the iron shield. Xu Qi'an, with an arrogant and unreasonable posture, cleared a bloody road and entered the enemy's hinterland.

Then he turned around and swung the knife in a circle, the rippling light of the knife spread, cutting off flesh and blood one by one, clearing out a no-man's land again.

Kang's soldiers quickly dispersed.

Ali Bai turned his horse's head and charged forward on his horse, with the edge of Mo Dao facing downwards, taking advantage of the charging momentum of the horse, he slammed Mo Dao fiercely.

when!

With a crisp sound, the Mo Dao was split into two, and half of the Dao was thrown into the sky.

Two centurions came from behind the scenes, one stabbed Xu Qi'an's backyard with a spear in his hand, and the other charged forward, slashing his eyes with a knife.

Tricky angle.

Even if it is made of copper skin and iron bones, it is not really invulnerable. There are always some places where the defense is slightly weaker all over the body.

Xu Qi'an stepped on the tip of the gun with one foot, and using it as a pivot, he turned around and kicked the centurion's head off his neck with one kick, and then used the momentum of his turn to forcefully chop out the peace knife.

The knife energy is fleeting.

The centurion's body suddenly split in half, and his intestines and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

Behind him, the bodies of several soldiers split open simultaneously.

A tide of soldiers swarmed up, chopping with their knives, looking like a golden light, and chopping with a constant sound.

The three corporals hid in the middle of the ordinary soldiers, and while Xu Qi'an was taking a breath, they rushed forward bravely, one hugging his feet, one hugging his body, and the other hugging his right arm holding the knife.

At this moment, the warrior's early warning of danger seemed to be ineffective, because there were too many dangers, hundreds of knives, dozens of spears, and cold arrows, all were enemies within an inch.

Endless dangers prevented Xu Qi'an from predicting the moves of the three corporals in advance, and he was hugged instantly.

Hoo hoo.

More than a dozen soldiers swung the rope towards Xu Qi'an, wrapping it around his neck and his hands.

More soldiers swung the ropes to trap Xu Qi'an.

These ropes are braided with extremely tough materials, and they are mainly used for heavy operations such as pulling siege vehicles and dragging artillery up the city wall.

It is almost impossible for a martial artist below the fifth-grade Huajin to break it with brute force.

And even with five grades of strength, it is impossible to break a dozen of these ropes.

What's more, Xu Qi'an's neck and hands are completely bound now.

"Peace!"

Xu Qi'an let go.

The peace knife flew whizzingly, trying to cut the rope, but was immediately thrown down by a corporal leader, and then, the second, third, fourth, and a company of soldiers used their flesh and blood to suppress the peerless magic weapon .

"Screw his head off!" a centurion shouted.

The soldiers abandoned their knives one after another and pulled the rope together. Dozens of fierce soldiers pulled each rope.

How to besiege and kill a high-grade warrior, this group of experienced infantry has rich experience.

Xu Qi'an's neck inevitably fell back, each muscle bulged, and his neck became thicker.

He pumped his air, and clasped his arms as hard as he could. On the other side of the rope, dozens of strong soldiers wrestled with him, gnashing their teeth.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an was on three lines, with more than a hundred elite soldiers wrestling.

The soldiers gritted their teeth, with bruised faces, and tried their best, but even so, their feet still slipped forward little by little.

terrible.

The physical strength of this man is terrible.

Ali Bai took a saber, poured it with majestic energy, stared at the big silver gong wrestling with the soldiers, and said with a sneer:

"Dog, kill so many of my brothers. Your surname Xu is Wei Yuan's confidant, imitating him to wear Tsing Yi? I will use this knife to kill you now, break your golden body, and make you a fool like him." A castrated dog."

Xu Qi'an's eyes turned red instantly.

He let out a deep roar, his neck became thicker, and the muscles of his body swelled accordingly, propped up his green clothes, and the billowing air machine poured out.

Boom boom boom. The three ropes were snapped abruptly, and the soldiers staggered to and fro, falling to the ground in pieces.

Dressed in Tsing Yi pinched Ali Bai and knocked out of the encirclement of pawns, the figure was thrown away.

Alibai showed a frightened look on his face, he punched Xu Qian in the face, and kicked at the same time, trying his best to resist.

But what made him helpless was that the opponent's golden body was indestructible.

"You deserve to humiliate him too?"

Xu Qi'an took off his head and held it in his hand.

Ali Bai's eyes were wide open, his lips opened and closed slightly, and he seemed to want to say begging for mercy or scolding before he died, but Xu Qi'an didn't give him a chance.

The battalion commander of the assault battalion, Ali Bai, was killed!

Most of the soldiers of the assault battalion who were killed or injured were in panic all day long, and fled in a hurry without any fighting spirit.

Xu Qi'an leaned on the knife and gasped violently.

Behind him, on the top of the city wall, are the cheers of the great soldiers.

"Xu Yinluo, invincible!"

"Xu Yinluo, invincible!"

"Xu Yinluo, invincible."

Just now when they saw Xu Qi'an being entangled by the rope, their hearts were suddenly seized, how nervous they were just now, how happy they are now.

As expected of Xu Yinluo and as the hero of Dafeng, he is indeed invincible.

At the top of the city at this time, except for a few places where enemy troops climbed up and broke through the defense line, most areas were well guarded.

Vaguely, Xu Qi'an and the defenders seemed to have formed a "tacit understanding", the people behind the formation would not fall, and the rear would be as stable as Mount Tai.

If you die, you have to keep it safe.

Xu Yinluo faced the army alone, why would they be afraid of death?

"good!"

All the soldiers showed sincere and admiring smiles while directing the defense of the city.

It's also a fourth rank, after so long fighting, if it was me, almost half of my energy would be consumed.

"It's time to come back, it's time for him to come back."

Zhang Kaitai lowered his voice and spoke in a hurry.

Even though Xu Qi'an was so talented that he couldn't be regarded as an ordinary fourth-rank, but no matter how talented he was, his aura would not be much stronger than that of a senior fourth-rank.

That is to say, Xu Qi'an has consumed more than half of his energy, so he should come back, otherwise, if he is entangled by Nurheja's army and masters, he will be tortured to death.

Before the battle, Nurhega's face suddenly became gloomy.

Fourth rank, if you read correctly, that kid is fourth rank.

It is impossible for the fifth grade to break free from the rope, and it is impossible to be so full of energy. He has fought against Xu Qi'an, and he is somewhat sure of the strength of this legendary figure.

What kind of talent is it to enter the fourth rank overnight.

No matter whether Nurhega is the king of a country, or the cultivation base of the peak of the fourth rank of the dual system, he always has the conceit of who is inferior to me under the third rank. At this time, for the first time, jealousy arose towards that up-and-coming star of Dafeng.

A high reputation, an indestructible golden body, and a terrifying talent.

If this person is not killed, ten or twenty years later, he will definitely become a serious threat to the Witch God Sect. Perhaps, it would really give Da Feng another Wei Yuan.

Nurhega narrowed his eyes, looked at Xu Qi'an's heaving chest, and couldn't help smiling.

How many Qi machines can you Xu Qi'an have to boil if one person digs the formation?

All people under the third rank are mortals, and mortals have their limits.

When the soldier calmed down his spirit, it was his death.

Nurhejia has rich experience in the battlefield. In his opinion, the key is not to attack the city, but to besiege and kill Xu Qi'an.

The morale of the Dafeng defenders is like a rainbow, and the biggest factor is that the surname Xu has always stood firm.

Killing Xu Qi'an was tantamount to breaking the faith and fighting spirit of the Dafeng defenders, just like the death of Ali Bai made the remaining infantry of the assault battalion flee in a hurry and no longer have the will to fight.

Just like yesterday when Su Gudu's red bear died in battle, Kang's army was almost in chaos.

Nurhe took a deep breath, and his voice was like thunder: "Whoever can cut off Xu Qi'an's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and a thousand households in the city. Cut off his siblings and be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold and a hundred households in the city."

boom!

The sound was like a tide, and the coalition forces of the two countries were boiling.

A thousand taels of gold can't be spent in eight lifetimes.

A thousand households in Shiyi is the title of Marquis of Qianhu. In Yan Kingdom, Marquis of Qianhu is a great title second only to Marquis of Wanhu.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

"Break the faction and request to fight."

"The cavalry battalion calls for battle."

"Mo Dao Army requests to fight."

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The coalition forces of the two countries are eager to fight, and the warrior standing with a knife seems to be a fish on the chopping board at this moment. One bite will bring prosperity and wealth to his descendants.

Even if you can't grab the head, grab an arm is enough.

Nurhega's face was stern, and he waved his hand: "Yes!"

The clamoring army was suffocated instead, and for a moment he couldn't guess what Lord Yan meant. Which army was going to fight?

Suddenly, the commander of the cavalry battalion shouted violently: "Follow me to charge!"

Ride away.

As soon as he moved, the cavalry behind immediately followed, and the crowd was undulating on the horseback, aggressively.

The commander of the Modao Army was in a hurry: "What are you doing in a daze, follow me."

The soldiers of the Modao Army understood it one after another, and rushed out of the formation with their commander.

The next moment, those troops who requested to fight came out in full force, scrambling to be the first, lest they be robbed of their military merits.

Those troops who did not request to fight were angry and anxious, as if their daughter-in-law had been robbed.

"A total of 20,000 horses, let's see if you die or not."

One of the commanders let out a piss as if venting his anger, extremely annoyed. Dafeng's surname, Xu Pifou, was doomed to die without a whole body. Why was he not smart enough just now, and didn't ask to fight, which made these sons of bitches cheaper for nothing.

At the top of the city, the expressions of Zhang Kaitai and other generals changed wildly. Looking down from a high position, they could only see the black crowd like a swarm of rats, like a tidal wave, billowing with dust.

And in front of the thousands of troops, is a blood-stained Tsing Yi.

This scene made the scalps of the soldiers in the city go numb.

Gulu, a guard's Adam's apple rolled, and said anxiously:

"Xu, can Xu Yinluo block it? Let's, let's go down and save people."

"Xu Yinluo will withdraw."

"Open the city gate now, and the enemy troops below the city will swarm in. We can't save anyone at all."

A soldier said loudly: "Yes, you can't ignore Xu Yinluo's danger. He needs reinforcements, he needs reinforcements."

It seemed that Xu Yinluo's unstoppable heroic demeanor had completely enraged the enemy troops, so much so that they wanted to kill Xu Yinluo regardless of the cost.

The guards clearly saw that among the charging troops, there were invincible cavalry charging into the battle; the Mo Dao army whose men and horses were shattered by a blow;

All first-class elites.

And these elites were obviously not good at attacking cities, so they were targeting Xu Yinluo.

Even Xu Yinluo, in the face of so many elite troops, couldn't beat him. The guards were worried, no matter how much they worshiped Xu Qi'an, they couldn't help worrying about him at this moment.

A group of people in the rear were worried about him, but Xu Qi'an himself stood still, as if waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Xu Qi'an came to the top, including Zhang Kaitai, this thought arose in the hearts of all the warriors at the same time.

This is not an isolated case. The Wufu system is different from other systems. As the cultivation level increases, the mind will become more and more "lawless". People who look forward and backward cannot become high-quality martial arts.

For this reason, when killing the enemy on the battlefield, it is easy to get excited, and many warriors will kill and kill, trapped in the enemy camp, unable to turn back.

Zhang Kaitai's heart sank suddenly, fear and worry surged in his heart, he didn't care about maintaining Xu Qi'an's invincible image to boost morale, and looked at the generals:

"You stay here and I will save Xu Qi'an."

"Master Commander, we will go with you."

Several senior generals disagreed with him fighting alone.

Zhang Kaitai shook his head:

"You guys have to stay here, we're all going down, and Nurheja who's looking at him like a tiger will definitely make a move. I'll go save Xu Qi'an, I'll go, he's my younger generation from the yamen, I want to protect Wei Gong."

This time Li Miaozhen didn't stop her, she looked at Xu Qi'an's back with wide eyes. Her golden core told her that the man still had enough energy to last until Zhang Kaitai went to save him.

The enemy army rushed in like a swarm of rats, and the distance between the two sides kept getting closer.

One hundred feet, eighty feet, fifty feet, and thirty feet, the leaders of the various ministries charged forward, with hideous expressions on their faces. The cavalry swung the ropes, and the Modao army raised their heavy sabers, broke the camp and raised their shields high, and charged faster.

No one saw that between Xu Qi'an's fingers, purple powder fluttered and drifted away with the wind.

The prisoner gave him a magic weapon to shield his luck, but he smashed it with his own hands.

Nothing can stop his majestic luck, and nothing can affect his ability to absorb the power of sentient beings.

Xu Qi'an slowly retracted the knife into its sheath, collapsed all Qi mechanisms, and suppressed all emotions.

Using the method of cultivating sword intent taught by Chu Yuanzhen to mobilize the power of all living beings is the profound meaning he has comprehended in Buddhist fighting methods.

The core is to borrow the will of all living beings to nourish my sword will.

The invincible spirit condensed by the more than 10,000 soldiers behind him all returned to Xu Qi'an's body at this moment.

Do you really think that I, Xu Qi'an, is a fish at the mercy of others?

At a certain moment, Xu Qi'an opened his eyes.

Clang!

The world was cut with one knife!

The dark golden knife light swept across the world.

The charging cavalry lost their lower body and rolled down together with the horse's head.

The pawn holding the shield fell down uncontrollably, and then collided with his lower body, which was running forward, and both fell down.

The Modao army, which claims to be shattered by a single blow, was shattered by a single blow.

The 20,000 elites directly lost one-third under this knife.

With a single slash, there were seven thousand more fighting spirits in the world.

It was obviously a battlefield of tens of thousands of people, but at this moment, it fell into dead silence, and there was no sound for a short time.

A few seconds later, the sound of reining the horse reined in one after another, and the surviving cavalry, Mo Dao army, and infantry who broke the formation stopped charging at the same time, and then fled in a panic.

Whether it is a thousand taels of gold, or a thousand households and a hundred households, it is like a dream at this moment.

The power of that knife made them terrified, and their fear exploded in their hearts.

Farther away, there was a commotion among the enemy troops behind Nurheja.

After one bout of energy, it was exhausted again and again, and until now, the morale collapse of the coalition forces of the two countries was inevitable, and they were broken up alive by a big martial artist.

Third grade, third grade? ! Sure enough, he still had a trump card. Nurheja's pupils constricted, his heart beat violently, he felt fear, heartache, and anger that burned everything.

This cut was made by the elites that Yankang and Kang would take several years, or even more than ten years to cultivate.

Nurheja pinched his fingers with a gloomy expression.

Not to mention the coalition forces of Kang Yan and the two countries, even the soldiers at the top of the city stared at this scene with wide eyes.

There was no cheering, no applause, each of them seemed to have lost their speech function, immersed in extreme shock.

Li Miaozhen opened her beautiful eyes wide, a little insane.

Zhang Kaitai stood in the gap between the female walls, maintaining the posture of jumping off the city wall, but turned into a sculpture at this moment.

Suddenly, Zhang Kaitai woke up like a dream, his face changed drastically, and he let out a low growl: "Quick, save people!"

He remembered, he remembered Xu Qi'an's trick.

The world was cut with a single knife.

With one blow, the enemy will die and we will be destroyed.

Li Miaozhen trembled all over, and finally felt fear and terror, screaming: "Go save someone."

Before the battle, Nurheja stopped pinching his fingers.

The hexagrams show that it will be auspicious.

He immediately summoned the phantom of the giant bird, hooked his shoulders, and flew into the air.

Lord Yan, with his beard and hair fluttering, yelled violently in the air: "Xu Qi'an, today I crushed your bones into ashes to commemorate the fallen soldiers."

He looked down from a high position, the aura in the green clothes quickly weakened, and his eyes were dim.

At this moment, Lord Yan is absolutely convinced that the opponent's cards are exhausted.

There is no feedback from the warrior's crisis warning, and the hexagram shows that everything is going well.

And with his almost invincible cultivation under the third rank, beheading this Dafeng young silver gong is a sure thing.

The majestic air pressure descended from the sky, and before Lord Yan arrived, the terrible air pressure made Xu Qi'an a little unsteady.

Xu Qi'an raised his head, looking at the dual-system fourth-rank peak master with killing intent and anger, he laughed.

Do you really think I'm just delaying time?

Chi. The last page of paper was burning, and a puff of fresh air enveloped him. Xu Qi'an said softly:

"My state is back to peak."

In an instant, the dead tree was in spring, and powerful energy was born from this tired body.

Xu Qi'an withdrew the knife, collapsed all Qi mechanisms, restrained all emotions, as if there was a whirlpool in his body.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

Lord Yan's face changed drastically, and the warrior's crisis warning gave feedback. Every cell was roaring with danger, and every nerve was urging him to escape.

At this time, Yan Jun felt that he was locked by a thought force, locked tightly.

My hexagram technique is clearly auspicious, so why did the premonition of the crisis in the refining state give such feedback? Lord Yan couldn't figure out the reason, and the two had a conflict.

This has never been the case, at least, it has never been in Wufu.

The phantom of the giant bird dissipated, and the phantom of the Buddhist monk switched seamlessly. Lord Yan stretched out his arms and aimed his palms at Xu Qi'an.

"Put down the butcher knife."

Buddhist precepts.

"die!"

Curse to kill.

Xu Qi'an's body surface glowed with a pale golden light, making the two magic spells sink into the sea like mud cows.

Yanjun's face turned pale, he knew why the hexagrams showed good luck, because Xu Qi'an had a Taoist golden elixir in his body, a golden elixir broke through all spells, hexagrams were not the goal of owning a golden elixir.

Curse killing technique and Buddhist precepts are also invalid for Jindan.

The monk's phantom dissipated, and the giant bird's phantom switched seamlessly, hooking Nurheja to evacuate.

Run away, run away quickly.

A little higher, a little higher to fly, the vulgar martial artist will not be able to fly for a long time, and it will be safe to fly to the sky.

Xu Qi'an raised his head, and in the blue sky, far away, a goshawk soared into the sky.

Wei Gong, the road you should take has already been completed.

And my journey has only just begun.

I will spread my wings and soar like an eagle, and I will kill all enemies and I will never retreat.

At this moment, Taiping Saber, Heaven and Earth Slash, Heart Sword, Lion's Roar, and Yangyi are all integrated into one furnace at this moment.

Clang!

A deafening roar erupted.

A touch of extremely bright sword brilliance rose into the sky, and disappeared in a flash.

High in the sky, the disappearing knife light suddenly appeared, cutting Nurhega in half, and his stump fell in the eyes of the coalition forces of the two countries, unable to fall.

The body of Yuanshen was cut off together.

What this knife cut off was the first year of life and death of a monarch, a nearly invincible strong man under the third rank, with sixty years of extreme cultivation.

Blood mist exploded from Xu Qi'an's body, his golden body was shattered, and there was a hideous wound that almost cut him off in the middle.

Italian name: Yu Sui!

People in desperate situation have no way to retreat.

This intention comes from the heart and comes from the knife, it is only for jade fragments, not for tiles.

Hurt others and hurt yourself.

Wei Gong, I have entered the fourth rank, and I named this knife Yu Sui. It's a pity that you can't see it anymore Xu Qi'an looked to the northeast and remained silent.

Afterwards, he stood firm with his saber in his hand, looked at the enemy army with contempt, and laughed wildly:

"None of the bastards in Yankang and Kang is a man. Is there something wrong?"

The armies of the Yankang and Kang Dynasties broke up and fled in a hurry, and the army was defeated like a mountain.

Zhang Kaitai finally arrived and reached out to catch the young man who fell on his back.

He grinned, his mouth was full of blood, and said unhappily: "Why is it you, Li Miaozhen, why didn't that stinky bitch Li Miaozhen come to pick me up."

Zhang Kaitai opened his mouth.

He immediately frowned: "It's so noisy."

Zhang Kaitai tightly covered his wound, and said with a forced smile: "It's the cheers of the soldiers, they are cheering for you, crying and screaming, hey, I haven't seen them like this before."

Xu Qi'an was silent for a while, "Didn't you embarrass Duke Wei?"

Originally after Wei Yuan's death, Zhang Kaitai, who had suppressed his grief and never cried, blurred his vision for an instant and couldn't cry.

Duke Wei, this is your inheritance.

PS: The quality of this chapter should be okay. In the past two days, the quality of the two big chapters is good. It is a bit exhausting, and the writing is slow. Please forgive me.