Traveling the Heavens in Thunderbolt

Chapter 1120: The Heroic Spirit
There were only three people charging at the front: the King of Beiliang, the Peach Blossom Sword God, and Luoyang in White.

Among the three, the King of Beiliang is the vanguard, and anyone who stands in his way will die.

Xu Fengnian kept moving his hands, looking at the eye-catching large banner of Beimang in the distance, and whispered, "Can I go first?"

Bai Yi Luoyang did not comment.

Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a unsheathed his sword and said calmly: "I will help you find Tuoba Bodhisattva first."

"Ha~ No rush, let's deal with these things first." Xu Fengnian jumped into the air, and the energy flowed out of his body.

Seeing this rare opportunity, the Beimang phalanx, under the command of their commander, fired thousands of bows and crossbows, but all of them turned into dust when they came within three inches of Xu Fengnian.

"Sword Nineteen Thousand Miles!" Xu Fengnian's sword-wielding style was a majestic move, like the reappearance of the Milky Way in the sky. It was a sword move of a higher level after the Sword Nine Yellow Three Thousand Miles.

He has been to the martial arts world four times and faced countless powerful enemies. Everything he has experienced has been transformed into a magnificent and powerful sword style today.

Both sides of the war looked at him with awe.

In an instant, more than 1,400 catapults were destroyed, and countless soldiers operating the catapults were killed or wounded.

"What a great swordsmanship!" Sui Xiegu watched Xu Fengnian's sword moves and sighed in admiration after killing dozens of Beimang infantrymen with ease.

Luoyang, who was following closely behind Xu Fengnian, had a trace of worry on his face.

In the past, the old sword god could break 2,600 armor with one sword, but the price was the loss of his own lifespan.

Although Xu Fengnian is young and his Dahuangting energy is constantly flowing, it is still unknown whether he can withstand such consumption.

Tuoba Bodhisattva has not yet appeared, and the losses suffered will inevitably affect the subsequent decisive battle.

However, when Luoyang saw the young figure of the King of Beiliang falling, all his worries disappeared.

In just a few breaths, Xu Fengnian's true energy circulated and was completely restored.

The power of Xu Fengnian's sword caused every soldier in the Beimang Army to be intimidated.

"If you don't come over, I'll go over there."

Seeing that the Beimang army did not dare to advance, Xu Fengnian deployed his troops once again.

With Luoyang's protection behind him, Xu Fengnian had no worries.

He attacked again, using two moves at the same time.

"This is the end of the mortal world in one step!"

"Sword Qi Rolls Dragon Wall!"

The mortal sword energy and the powerful dragon force broke out of the ground and intertwined into a purgatory on earth.

Within the range of the sword energy, a formation of two thousand people was destroyed.

The place where the infantry formation was originally formed was littered with the broken limbs and arms of the Northern Mang infantry and cavalry.

However, in just a few breaths, Xu Fengnian accomplished the feat of breaking through 2,000 armors by himself.

Without waiting for the shocked Beimang soldiers to react, Xu Fengnian continued to charge, stirring up another sea of ​​blood.

"Two-sleeved Green Snake"

With one sword, more than 2,000 armors were broken, and another Beimang infantry formation collapsed.

Throughout history, only the Sword God Li Chungang has accomplished this feat.

But now, in Xu Fengnian's hands, it was so easy.

With one man and one sword, he was like a god or demon descending to the earth. The rampant Beimang army did not dare to move forward in front of Xu Fengnian and retreated one after another.

No matter how the Beimang captain shouted and whipped, many soldiers still did not dare to move forward.

If it weren't for the strict military discipline in Beimang, I'm afraid these soldiers would have abandoned their weapons and fled.

Compared to Xu Fengnian, whose moves could easily shock the heavens and earth, the slowly advancing Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a seemed much quieter. After unsheathing the Tai'a Sword, it moved unsteadily, and suddenly appeared brilliantly, hiding in the clouds and mist like thunder, and moving like a dragon occasionally revealing its ferocious glare. In front, Xu Fengnian and Luoyang drove straight in, and behind them, Huishan Ziyi and Zhupao Xu Ying broke into the infantry formation one after another.

No one dared to stop Deng Tai'a in the middle.

Although Deng Tai'a did not rank among the top four in the Central Plains martial arts evaluation this time, his identity as the King of Beiliang was exposed.

In the eyes of the Beimang people, Deng Tai'a is the undisputed second most powerful person in the Central Plains after Xu Fengnian.

There were rumors that maybe there were still people in the world whose realm was higher than Deng Tai'a, but as long as it was a life-and-death battle, no one in the world could defeat Deng Tai'a, and the worst that could happen was that both sides would die. Now that Deng Tai'a had returned from visiting the immortals in the East China Sea, the Peach Blossom Sword God, who had never carried a sword to travel the world, was wearing a long sword again. In this case, who would dare to act rashly in front of this swordsman?

Deng Tai'a was neither anxious nor impatient. He occasionally looked around. Wherever his mind went, that was where the long rainbow of sword energy bloomed.

In the Beimang infantry formation where Deng Tai'a was, the red and purple colors were like a no-man's land, killing indiscriminately.

Xu Ying in a red robe was agile and liked to fly over the heads of the Beimang soldiers. He didn't mind being a target at all.

Every time when facing the arrows and crossbows fired by the infantry formation, Xu Ying swam in the rain of arrows without even the corner of his clothes being cut.

She used the arrows to her advantage. She would step lightly on a few arrows, deflecting their force. Every time, dozens of Northern Mang infantrymen were killed by the sharp arrows piercing their chests or heads.

As soon as he fell a little, Xu Ying would lightly step on the heads of the surrounding soldiers to put himself in the air.

The heads of the Beimang infantrymen that were stepped on burst like watermelons.

No matter whether you are a veteran or a prairie warrior, you cannot escape the fate of death.

If it is said that Xu Ying in red robe was just trying to play around and had no intention of killing, then it could be said that he had no intention of killing.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng on Daxueping was completely the opposite.

Relying on the mastery of the Xuan Jue Liu Kung Fu, he is impervious to swords, spears, or palm strikes, and is immune to all poisons.

The martial arts leader of Liyang Jianghu was good at attacking but not defending, and was not afraid of attacks at all.

The sword and the palm were used together, and there were casualties everywhere.

The powerful bows and crossbows that Beimang was proud of were completely useless in front of this man in purple.

What's worse, facing such a huge siege device as a tower cart, Xuanyuan Qingfeng directly hit it with his body, breaking the tower cart in half.

Under the huge impact, none of the soldiers on the building vehicle survived.

Since the start of the war, no less than thirty tower cars have been destroyed in this way, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng does not even have a scratch on his body.

During the first Liang-Mang war, almost all the Northern Mang masters were killed.

Even if there are a few masters left like the Qi Le Jian Mansion, the Crown Princess whose ci tune is named Han Gu, now has to guard the Crown Prince of Beimang and dare not leave even a moment.

In today's Beimang martial arts world, if you exert a little force, the monkeys will scatter.

The Northern Mang side could only dispatch more soldiers to form a human wall to block the Central Plains Grandmaster's steps.

At this time, Xu Yanbing, each holding a spear, rushed to the vicinity of Deng Tai'a.

He asked Deng Tai'a for help: "Prevent Tuoba Bodhisattva from taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. I'm afraid I'll leave it to you next."

Deng Tai'a nodded, struck out with his sword, and countless blood flowers splashed.

Xu Yanbing clasped his fists and strode away. He then found the sword-eating ancestor Sui Xiegu who was fighting in the battle array and said in a deep voice, "Senior Sui, please help me with the matter of assisting the prince in returning to the city."

Sui Xiegu glanced at this former junior brother of the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu. The old man did not comment on Xu Yanbing's request.

Xu Yanbing continued to move forward and came to a thick phalanx of infantry.

In the square formation, each Beimang infantryman held a shield, wore heavy armor, and formed a dense formation.

Wang Xiu's junior brother, a martial arts master who was rarely mentioned in the martial arts world, suddenly thrust the iron spear "Gexian" in his hand into the ground, causing dust to fly.

Xu Yanbing wanted to tell this square formation of ten thousand people that he, Xu Yanbing of Beiliang, was here and no one could step out of line.

(End of this chapter)