Chapter 768

"Brother Luo, the general coming is Shangguan Yuanrang, the most powerful general of the Feng Army. How can you and I be his opponent?" Liang Ben grinned and shook his head and said.

"Even if the king of heaven comes, we can only fight, not escape. Otherwise, how can we explain to the county chief after returning to the pass? As a military general, if you want to die, you must die on the battlefield, not under military law!" Luo Xin said seriously.

Hearing his words, Liang Ben thought about it, and finally sighed heavily, gave up the idea of ​​escaping, and stayed.

At this time, Shangguan Yuanrang had rushed to the place not far from the two of them. Seeing this, Luo Xin picked up the spirit spear and said to Liang Ben: "Now you and I can only fight to the death. There is no other way. Kill!" As he said that, he urged his horse to meet Shangguan Yuanrang, exerted all his strength, and fiercely stabbed Shangguan Yuanrang in the chest.

Shangguan Yuanrang swung his sword slowly, deflecting Luo Xin's spiritual spear. Before the other party could put away his spear, at the moment when the two horses crossed, the three-pointed double-edged sword had been pushed out horizontally.

This sword was so fast that Luo Xin had no time to think, and he instinctively leaned back to avoid the sword. Unfortunately, his action was still a little slow, and the edge of the sword swept across his nose. He heard a sound of "plop" in his ear, and half of Luo Xin's head was cut off by Shangguan Yuanrang's sword.

The two people who were completely not on the same level fought, and the result was no suspense. Just by walking and passing, Shangguan Yuanrang killed Luo Xin.

Liang Ben, who had not yet come up in time, was scared to death, and the fighting spirit he had just raised also disappeared with Luo Xin's instant death. He did not run away, but hurriedly ordered the 5,000 Ning soldiers behind to besiege Shangguan Yuanrang.

But Shangguan Yuanrang was not a ranger who could only fight alone. His skills of killing in large numbers had already been perfected.

Seeing the many Ning troops rushing over, Shangguan Yuanrang waved his three-pointed double-edged sword, and the blade gave off thousands of rays of light, and the Spiritual Chaos·Wind was released.

The spiritual blades were like the wind, flying all over the sky. The Ning soldiers who rushed over first were hit by the Spiritual Chaos·Wind. First, a row of people were shredded alive by the spiritual blades, followed by the second row, the third row...

After a move of the Spiritual Chaos·Wind, more than a hundred incomplete corpses appeared on the ground, and the blood and internal organs that flowed out of the body were scattered all over the ground.

Shangguan Yuanrang did not pause for a moment. After releasing the skills, he knocked his feet on the horse's belly. The warhorse felt pain, screamed, raised its front hooves high, and then rushed into the Ning army.

With the spiritual sword in hand, Shangguan Yuanrang chopped left and right, and the surrounding Ning soldiers fell down in groups like grass.

Under the horses' hooves, blood flowed like a river, and screams continued.

Liang Ben had never seen such a brave and invincible general in his life. Seeing his own soldiers go up and die in batches, his mind almost collapsed. He turned his horse's head like a madman and wanted to flee back.

Shangguan Yuanrang saw it clearly, and yelled: "The thief general, don't run away!"

While shouting, he released Lingluan Ji at Liang Ben's back!

The power of Lingluan Ji is more than several times greater than Lingluan Fenglai. The number of spiritual blades that burst out in an instant is so numerous that almost all the Ning soldiers who stood between Shangguan Yuanrang and Liang Ben were cut into meat paste by the dense spiritual blades coming towards them. Even the corpses could not be found, and only blood foam was scattered.

Liang Ben, who was running for his life, heard something wrong behind him and looked back. It would have been better if he hadn't looked. When he saw it, he was so scared that his face turned pale, and his three souls and seven spirits flew out of his body, and he urged his horse to run back.

After Liang Ben rushed back to the city gate, he fell to the ground with his horse. The surrounding Ning army soldiers hurried forward to help him, but after seeing clearly, people were dumbfounded.

Liang Ben and the horse under him were fine from the front, but the back was horrible. Only the white bones were left on the hindquarters of the warhorse, and Liang Ben was even worse. The spiritual armor on his back was broken, and even the armor inside was gone. It seemed that he had just been tortured by slow slicing. The skin and flesh on his back were all cut off, the spine was exposed, and the internal organs flowed out and dragged all over the ground.

Some timid soldiers screamed in fear and could not help but retreat again and again. Those brave soldiers did not care about the life and death of the Ning army outside, and pushed the city gate and hurriedly closed it.

Shangguan Yuanrang was relentless, chasing and hacking at the Ning army that was isolated outside the pass and leaderless. At this time, Zhan Peng also led 3,000 Feng troops to kill, and followed Shangguan Yuanrang to kill the defeated Ning soldiers.

On the top of the city, Lin Han and the Ning generals on his left and right looked extremely ugly. In desperation, Lin Han still gave the order to shoot arrows. Although it would accidentally kill his own soldiers, he couldn't care so much now. He couldn't let the Feng army successfully attack the city.

The arrows on the top of the city were raining down, and Shangguan Yuanrang could still hold on, but the soldiers below couldn't stand it. He stopped forcibly chasing the enemy and turned his horse to retreat to find the first wave of Ning troops that left the city.

Shen Huai and Xie Ling's luck was a little better than Luo Xin and Liang Ben, but not much better. Although they didn't meet Shangguan Yuanrang, they met the second master summoned by Nawu Ling-Nan Ye. If it weren't for the lack of experience in fighting, Nan Ye's strength would not even be inferior to Lei Zhen.

Seeing the large number of Ning army rushing towards them, the new soldiers under Nan Ye were a little panicked. In name, they were called the Fengguo Central Army, but in fact they were just a mob recruited from the Ningguo area. They had no combat experience and were even reluctant to fight the Ning army.

Such a group of people, even if there are as many as 30,000, will never be a match for the 5,000 Ningguo local army. As the commander of the new army, Nan Ye knows the situation of the new army very well. At this time, he has no other choice but to step forward.

Nan Ye holds the Tenglong Feifeng sword and personally leads his personal guards who are quite powerful to fight.

Seeing that the Feng Army is led by a young general, Shen Huai and Xie Ling feel relieved. Shen Huai urges his horse forward a few steps, points to Nan Ye with his spirit spear, and shouts: "Coming general, please tell me your name!"

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that Nan Ye has confronted an enemy general face to face on the battlefield. He is somewhat nervous and his heart is in his throat. He swallows his saliva, takes a long deep breath, and shouts loudly: "I am Nan Ye!"

Nan Ye? Who is Nan Ye? Shen Huai and Xie Ling look at each other, both confused. Now they are more relieved. It turns out that the general is just an unknown person!

Shen Huai laughed loudly, urged his horse to rush towards Nan Ye, and shouted: "Little thief, you are unlucky to meet your uncle today, give me your life!" As he spoke, he rushed to Nan Ye and stabbed with his gun.

Nan Ye quickly dodged and returned a knife.

He had a backup plan for this knife, and did not use his full strength, but even so, when Shen Huai blocked his knife, he was shocked and retreated three steps horizontally with his horse. He was shocked. This man was not old, but his cultivation was very high!

Seeing that the enemy was rampant but his strength was mediocre, Nan Ye gradually put his mind at ease. He circled with Shen Huai on horseback. After fighting for several rounds, he suddenly exerted force and aimed at the opponent's upper and middle vital points, and slashed three times in a row.

The three knives were completed in one go, almost at the same time. Shen Huai could not take care of the upper and lower, and could not take care of the lower and upper. Before he could figure out how to break it, the spiritualized Tenglong Feifeng Knife was close.

Pounce, pounce, pounce!

All three sword strikes hit Shen Huai's body. The latter didn't even make a sound. His body was cut into four pieces and he fell off his horse.

Xie Ling, who was watching the battle from behind, was shocked. The tragic death of his companion made him sad, hateful and angry. He shouted proudly and rushed towards Nan Ye with his sword.

It turned out that General Ning's strength was just like this! Nan Ye's confidence was getting stronger and stronger. Seeing another General Ning rushing over, he wanted to try his skills again. The Tenglong Feifeng Sword suddenly showed a dazzling golden light, and the gold-specific skill Linghuan·Mie was released.

Those golden spiritual thorns were like crossbow arrows shot out by hundreds of crossbows at the same time, shooting at Xie Ling head and face.

Xie Ling had never seen such a strange skill before. In a hurry, he had no time to think carefully, and subconsciously used Lingluan·Wind to meet the attack.

Unfortunately, wind cannot overcome gold, but is overcome by gold.

When Ling Luan·Feng's spiritual blades met Ling Huan·Mie's spiritual thorns, the spiritual blades shattered one after another, but the spiritual thorns continued to fly forward.

Poor Xie Ling didn't even know what skills the opponent used, and was confusedly pierced into a meat sieve by the dense spiritual thorns coming towards him. Both the man and the horse were covered with blood holes of the same size, and they fell to the ground like a pool of mud.

After killing two enemy generals in one breath, Nan Ye's confidence had never been so strong. He raised his sword and laughed twice, swung the Tenglong Feifeng sword forward, and shouted: "My soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!" As he said this, he took the lead in rushing to the opposite Ning army.

The main general was brave and won battle after battle. The excitement of the soldiers below immediately overwhelmed the fear in their hearts. They shouted and followed Nan Ye and rushed forward.

Tens of thousands of people charged with great momentum, and the momentum was like a tidal wave. The Ning army, which had lost its leader, was already timid. When they saw the enemy swarming in, their morale collapsed instantly, and their fighting spirit was gone. They turned around and fled back without any agreement.

They wanted to escape back to Wohu Pass, but it was easier to get out than to get back.

When they ran back, they ran into Shangguan Yuanrang and Zhan Peng who were following them. The five thousand Ning army had fierce gods blocking them in front and evil chasing them behind. They had no way to fight and could not escape. Before the enemy soldiers in front and behind rushed to them, the five thousand Ning army threw away their weapons and surrendered.

Shangguan Yuanrang and Zhanpeng's 3,000 men and more than 10,000 new troops surrounded the 5,000 Ning army. Nanye also met Shangguan and the two. He asked in surprise: "General Yuanrang, General Zhanpeng, why are you two here?"

"The king saw that the defenders of Wohuguan went out of the city to fight, so he sent us to intercept and kill them!" Zhanpeng replied with a smile.

Shangguan Yuanrang did not respond. He looked at the two bodies of Ning generals in front of him and asked: "Nanye, did you kill all the enemy generals?"

Although Nanye was the commander of an army, he was still a long way behind Shangguan Yuanrang, who had the rank of general, and the two had a huge difference in qualifications. Nanye bowed respectfully and replied: "Yes, General Yuanrang, I won by luck."

"Well! Not bad!" Shangguan Yuanrang rarely praised others, and it was not easy for him to say the word "not bad".