Traveling the Heavens in Thunderbolt

Chapter 1126: A romantic atmosphere
At the same time that Yi Ye Shu killed Yi Duan Liu, the central square formation of Bei Mang was cut in half by two men in white and red robes. Luoyang and Xu Ying responded from left to right, and the number of infantrymen who slipped behind them each time was no more than three hundred.

The sword-eating ancestor with only one arm stood behind the two female masters. Within a radius of twenty feet, sword energy was flowing like rainbows. Anyone who intruded without permission would be killed on the spot as if they had walked into a trap.

Not only that, Sui Xiegu, who was wearing fluttering white clothes and had fluttering snow-white eyebrows, twisted a strand of his long eyebrows with two fingers and silently said, "Set up a battle formation."

The nearly five thousand broken swords that fell into the Beimang army because of Xu Fengnian's sword flew into the air and landed one after another beside Sui Xiegu.

There were five rows of more than a thousand swords, arranged in neat array, directly blocking the open space in front of the Sword-Eating Ancestor.

Use sword formation to counter military formation.

Sui Xiegu closed his eyes, smiled, and murmured to himself: "The mainstay, the rising river center, the rolling flood, the vast Changchun."

Sui Xiegu suddenly took a deep breath, and nearly two thousand broken flying swords fell behind the old man one after another, but these long swords did not penetrate into the ground, but stayed suspended in the air, like a sword formation or a crossbow formation.

Finally, Sui Xiegu took another deep breath.

Suddenly, the tall and burly old man's body emitted brilliant white light in all directions.

Sui Xiegu, who had swallowed countless famous swords in the world, released all the sword energy that he had accumulated for a hundred years into the two large formations. Every flying sword was infused with a ray of sharp sword energy, and in an instant, it was as if they had gained spiritual power. No matter whether it was the upright swords in the infantry formation or the horizontal swords in the crossbow formation, the nearly five thousand swords in the two large formations were all trembling and wailing at the same time.

The old man murmured softly: "Li Chungang, you broke through 2,600 armor with one sword in Guangling River. I, Sui Xiegu, don't want to lose to you..."

The old man who once exchanged an arm with Li Chungang, the Spring and Autumn Sword Armor, died with a smile on his face.

The two sword formations were completed in one go.

A hundred years of ambition, all gone in three mouthfuls.

Sui Xiegu was the first master to die on the battlefield, and this was just the beginning.

Wei Miao of Nanzhao fought alone against the Beimang cavalry.

The punch comes up hard and down fiercely, with the force of a broken bow and the explosion like thunder.

Some Beimang cavalrymen and their horses weighing hundreds of pounds were smashed and flattened by Wei Miao's punches, and their blood gathered into small streams.

Wei Miao is obsessed with boxing and never slacks off for a moment despite his outstanding talent. He has learned this style since he was young and practices diligently every day. He goes into the mountains to destroy huge trees and dives into the rivers to beat the bodies. He has already thrown millions of punches and his strength is as strong as a hair!
The punch was like smashing a bell, with a loud bang.

Hundreds of cavalrymen were instantly swallowed by the fist and died on the spot.

This Nanzhao martial arts master, who should have shined in the Central Plains, fought alone against thousands of Northern Mang cavalrymen on the battlefield outside Jubei City.

The surrounding area was filled with blood and corpses. At least 1,500 cavalrymen died under his iron fists.

After the fierce battle, Wei Miao was almost exhausted, but he still showed no intention of retreating.

"Hah!" Wei Miao's last punch was also the last punch in his life.

Concentrate the boxing master's fatal punch.

Hundreds of cavalrymen died with this blow.

The remaining force of the fist did not dissipate. After breaking through the Beimang cavalry formation, it was still able to travel hundreds of feet and approach the Beimang army.

Countless Beimang soldiers were frightened by the huge force of the fist and dropped their weapons and fled.

Wei Miao stood proudly in place, glanced at the broken circle of the cavalry, raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the Jubei City, he was destined not to see the graceful figure.

Wei Miao's vision was gradually blurred by the blood flowing from his eyes.

Nanzhao Grandmaster Wei Miao had all his tendons and veins broken, but he remained standing even after his death.

Since Wei Miao is the best boxer in the world, there is no reason for me, Wei Miao, to be afraid of death and stop boxing!
There is no such thing.

She is watching.

After Wei Miao died heroically, Emperor Wu Cheng Yu Xinlang held the famous sword and directly killed the 1,000 Beimang elite cavalry who came to reinforce. With one sword, this sword was completely different from the previous dragonfly-like killing. It was magnificent and brilliant, with a strong sword energy that covered the sky and the sun.

Wang Xianzhi, who never wanted to praise anyone, once said privately to the little girl in green robe with a smile, "Among tens of thousands of warriors in the East China Sea, only Yu Xinlang stands out!"

This shows how high Wang Xianzhi's expectations were for the groom.

Dozens of Northern Mang elite cavalry were killed by the sword energy, but it was still a drop in the bucket compared to the huge number of Northern Mang cavalry.

Often, as soon as the front army dies, the rear army arrives, and the front army follows one after another.

There are also countless Zhuwang warriors and Beimang masters mixed in, ready to launch a desperate attack at any time.

The reason why the eighteen masters of the Central Plains fought to the death was to kill as many Beimang infantry as possible.

The Northern Mang and Northern Court were mostly composed of cavalry, not good at attacking cities, and mostly relied on the Southern Dynasty's infantry and craftsmen.

After the First Liang-Mang War, Northern Liang captured Xijing, the capital of Northern Mang's Southern Dynasty, and Northern Mang's million-strong army was wiped out.

The Southern Dynasty's infantry suffered heavy losses.

There is only one year left, even if Beimang gathers the remaining soldiers and trains them with all their strength.

They even dismounted the Beimang cavalry and forced them to fight on foot.

But Xu Fengnian's strength was beyond imagination, like a god descending from heaven. He almost wiped out all the Beimang infantry by himself, and it even had a serious impact on Beimang's future strategy of attacking the Southern Dynasty.

The Southern Dynasty infantry, which had accumulated strength for twenty years, had been completely destroyed.

Now, in order to attack the city, the Northern Grassland Cavalry had to dismount and fight.

In this way, the casualties will only increase.
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In the heart of Beimang, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was already fifty steps away from the big flag.
The Xuan Jue Liu Gong in the body is running at full speed, and the Qi is flowing like a river.

The closer they got, the more frantic the Qiexue soldiers and elite cavalry around the Prince of Beimang became, but they still could not get within ten feet of the man in purple.

Every step taken by Ziyi of Daxueping resulted in the loss of countless lives.

Helian Wuwei, the governor of Xihe Prefecture of Beimang, Wang Yong, the governor of Baoping Prefecture, and the Crown Princess had all come to Yelu Hongcai's side, as if they were facing a great enemy, to ensure that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would not be beheaded openly by that crazy woman under the banner.

No matter what attitude His Majesty the Emperor holds towards the life and death of his son, he cannot let the commander-in-chief die under the protection of the army.

In terms of morale alone, it was a major blow.

Although Helian Wuwei was not famous as a martial arts master in the grassland, he was known for his strict military discipline.

There are rumors that Wang Yong has never killed the enemy in the martial arts world or on the battlefield, but judging from the fact that these two riders are standing on the left and right of the Prince of Beimang, they must be very powerful.

As for the Crown Princess named Han Gu, who is in the music genre of Chess and Sword, it is said that she is one of the most powerful masters in the sect, second only to Hong Jingyan, Huang Baozhuang, Master Tongren and the swordsman whose energy is close to Huang Qing.

Faced with such a lineup, Xuanyuan Qingfeng showed no intention of retreating.

Beimang Crown Prince Yelu Hongcai looked at the purple-robed girl approaching in the blood and said with a sinister smile, "King, remember to spare her life."

If he can't control Xu Fengnian, can he control you, a woman?

He had already made up his mind to use her to win over a group of grassland dignitaries with unique hobbies.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced coldly at the Prince of Beimang who was riding on a big horse and wearing golden armor.

She had long since transcended the realm of ordinary earthly immortals, and had extraordinary hearing, so she heard clearly what Yelu Hongcai had just said.

With a sarcastic smile on his face, the status of this Beimang prince should be more noble than the young Beiliang king, but he is such a not presentable person.

Thanks for the reward from Li Meng, the God of Death.

(End of this chapter)