At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 207 Defeat the Sword God Again
After a while.

He opened his eyes, with a breathtaking brilliance in them, and looked into the distance, looking at the man from afar through the layers of wind and snow.
He stretched out his right hand, slowly raised it, raised it above his head, and shouted in a low voice: "Stand up!"

"buzzing"

"buzzing"

"buzzing"

In a moment.

The entire Qingzhou city was shaking. On the top of the city wall, the long swords on the waists of countless soldiers were vibrating, making low hissing sounds.

"what happened?"

Many Qingzhou soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, and hurriedly reached out to hold the swords at their waists.

however.

next moment.

"chichichi"

"chichichi"

Long swords were unsheathed and soared into the sky, as if being pulled together by some force.

Three thousand swords flew out from the top of Qingzhou City.

It transformed into two long rivers of swords and flew over the two sides of the city like rivers, rushing towards the outside of Qingzhou city.

He walked towards the man in white robe, his hand fell, his expression calm, allowing countless swords and knives to come from behind him.

"shhhhhh"

The sound of breaking air continued. The dense river of swords and knives avoided Xiao Han and merged in front of him, turning into an ocean. It flew a hundred feet along the ground, then rushed into the sky and tore through the flying snow.

Going eastward in a mighty manner.

What a spectacular scene this is!
Everyone held their breath, not daring to make even the slightest sound for fear of breaking the silence.

Everyone looked at the man under the city.

The long river of swords and knives spans the sky, stretching for thousands of feet, with wind and snow following behind. Such means are incredible.

"evildoer"

Under the veil, Nie Si Niang, the Demon Sect's number one expert, was silent for a moment, her tone bitter and a little bitter.

At this moment, he felt that his title as the Demon Sect's top master was extremely ridiculous, like a clown.

In the blink of an eye.

The long river of swords and knives disappeared without a trace. Outside Qingzhou City, within a ten-mile radius, the middle-aged man with a sword on his back stopped, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Qingzhou City.

The peach branch in his hand trembled slightly, and a terrifying aura descended from the sky, blocking the way ahead. Then, above the sky, a dense river of swords came into view.

Thousands of long swords and sharp knives gathered together and rushed towards him. The wind and snow surged, and a biting breath came towards him.

The man raised the peach branch in his hand and slashed towards the long river. Half of the sword shattered, and the peach branch in his hand turned into ashes.

His shoulders trembled slightly, the ancient sword on his back was unsheathed, his sleeves opened, and ten flying swords rushed out, heading towards the remaining half of the long river of swords.

After a few breaths, all the swords and knives shattered and fell into the snow in front of him, and of his ten flying swords, only one returned.

The man put his hands in his sleeves, looked at Qingzhou for a moment, then patted his donkey's butt, turned around, and went back the same way.

The two men were more than ten miles apart and fought each other, and they were evenly matched. The Xiliang Marquis had more than ten thousand swords and destroyed the man's nine flying swords.

Even if he continued to go to Qingzhou, this battle would not have any result. However, if we look into it in detail, Xiao Han should have the upper hand.

After fighting for a long time with the one-armed old man, he had strong skills in breaking the heavenly way and swordsmanship, and his internal strength and blood were depleted, but he was still on par with himself.

The man knew that if the Xiliang Marquis were in his prime, he would definitely be slightly superior to him.

It is impossible to do anything, and there will be no result if you force it.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

Xiao Han felt the breath fading away, and his tense mind finally relaxed.

"Let's go back to Xiliang."

He spoke.

"Sir, what should we do with Liu Xuanxuan?"

Xiaoyue watched Shadow Mountain, who had not yet woken up, walking.

"Take him back and lock him up in the dungeon."

Xiao Han thought about it and felt that Liu Xuanxuan still had some value, so he decided to spare her life for the time being.

Who knows, maybe I can use her to write something about it someday.

"Boom!" A group of black-armored cavalry came from the north of Jingzhou, carrying a large banner with a wolf pattern, with about a hundred people.

"My Lord, General Huluxu led 40,000 cavalrymen to stop the Jizhou cavalrymen outside the upper city. The two sides are fighting."

The centurion of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry dismounted from his horse and knelt on one knee to report.

"Send a message to Huluxu."

Xiao Han took the horse and rode on it. He swung the long whip in his hand and the dark brown horse leaped out.

"We cannot fight for too long, retreat to Qingyou Pass."

After that, he walked away.

"promise."

The centurion clasped his fists and accepted the order.

Shen Pei carried the unconscious Liu Xuanxuan on his horse and followed closely behind.

"Master, would you like to go back to Xiliang with us?"

Xiaoyue looked at Nie Si Niang.

"No."

The Demon Sect's top expert shook his head and said, "Now that the Buddhist Sect has suffered a severe blow, it is time for our Demon Sect to make great plans. I, the master, will go back to take charge of the overall situation."

"You must follow the Marquis back. You must not neglect your martial arts and protect the Marquis."

After Nie Si Niang finished her instructions, she took a step forward and appeared a hundred feet away. After a few breaths, she disappeared.

"Let's go too."

Yuwen Yulou spoke, put on a long sword, mounted his horse and rode away. Xiaoyueer chased after him, and several of them galloped all the way to Xiliang.

Those masters hiding in the dark only dared to show up now. When Xiliang Hou was here before, they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Finally gone."

Someone looked excited: "This battle is so exciting."

"What a pity for the Buddha's relics."

Someone sighed.

Now that the Buddha's bone relic has fallen into Xiao Han's hands, even if he had a hundred times the courage, he would not dare to snatch it.

Although I am envious, and the Buddha's bone relics are indeed good things, no matter how good something is, I have to be alive to enjoy it.

"The world is about to change."

A white-haired old man sighed: "First he defeated the old Sword God, and then he beat back another Sword God."

"The strength of Xiliang Hou is indeed unfathomable."

"If you offend Xiliang Hou, the Buddhist sect will have a hard time."

"And Jizhou as well."

"I used to think that the Marquis of Zhenbei and the Marquis of Xiliang were great generals, but I didn't expect that they had already broken off."

After a long wait, the Marquis of Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and went down the city with his concubine.

I thought I could have a good sleep, but unexpectedly another scout came to report.

"My Lord, something terrible has happened. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen from Jizhou and Xiliang are fighting outside the upper city."

"These bastards."

The Qingzhou Marquis had a ferocious expression on his face, "What on earth are Xie Xuanli and Xiao Han going to do?"

At dusk, the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds. Outside the upper city of Qingzhou, war drums roared and trumpets echoed.

The Jizhou Iron Cavalry and the Xiliang Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were fighting, with both sides deploying hundreds of thousands of troops, and the battle lasted from morning to dusk.

The Jizhou cavalry wanted to go south to Qingzhou City to meet up with the Buddhist sect and Shadow Mountain and escort the Buddha's relics.

Huluxu led the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and 20,000 cavalrymen from Xue Yan's tribe to intercept them.

There was heavy snow and howling cold wind. The ground was covered with corpses and rivers of blood. Both the Jizhou Cavalry and the Xiliang Cavalry were the elite among the elite.

No one is willing to give in to the other, and now they are so bloodthirsty that they will fight to the death.

Above the sky.

Several figures were also fighting, emitting a powerful aura. One of them was Dayueer. She was wearing a fluttering white skirt and holding a three-foot Qingshuang in her hand. Her cultivation as a grandmaster of the Tianxiang realm was undoubtedly revealed.

He fought alone against several great warriors from Jizhou.

(End of this chapter)