Chapter 483 One Rider Charges Thousands of Troops!

Everyone in the Yutang Iron Cavalry was surprised and delighted, but they still saw that the bright red blood alley in front of them was still extending freely.

That red horse is running with its head held high, and the figure in purple is invincible!

Wherever they passed, rows of human heads flew up in mid-air and turned around.

Just like the black cavalry who can't break through the defense line, there are thousands of horses and horses, and no one can stop that person even if it is a blink of an eye.

The opponent is like a sharp long knife, while the black knight on the opposite side is just a piece of soft butter, and there is no hindrance when the knife passes through it!

It seems that you can cut from one end to the other end with a simple knife!

The commander of the black cavalry, who also witnessed all this, couldn't help gasping for air. He felt a sudden chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body became cold instantly. I lost my voice and said: "There is such a person in the world, who is this person?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while, and no one answered.

No matter how well-read and memorized people are, they will never be able to connect this strong breakthrough person with someone in memory, let alone the impression that someone gives to the public is definitely not like this!

The only cognition of the black cavalry is to see a purple figure riding on the red steed, just passing by.

I only saw the light of the knife shining, and my comrades in arms responded to the knife one after another and fell one by one. I only saw the other party leaving in the dust while slaughtering wantonly, but they didn't even see their faces clearly!

"It seems that the other party is very young..."

A general of black cavalry held his hands empty, with blood streaming from his tiger's mouth, and the corner of his mouth twitched; he felt that he had just turned four or five times in the gate of hell. Soft!

Just now I was lucky enough to be on the periphery of the breakthrough of the evil star, and I only had time to pass the knife, and then I flew upside down. Although it was uncomfortable like being struck by lightning, but I saved my life.

If it had been a little bit inward just now, my body, which had grown for more than thirty years, would probably be lying on the ground in tatters.

It turns out that I said that I don't take life and death seriously, but when I really faced the critical moment of life and death, I was still afraid!

This is the way things are in the world, anyone is still afraid of death, the difference may be limited to whether death is worth it or not, whether there is complaint or not, regret or regret, that's all!

"Very young..." The commander of the black cavalry frowned: "A very young high-strength cultivator? Who is that?"

Yun Yang rushed all the way like a broken bamboo, invincible to those who stood in his way. At this moment, he didn't even consider whether his true essence and profound energy could be supplied, let alone any other considerations, so he could only concentrate on rushing forward.

There is only one thing on my mind.

Marshal Qiu, how is it going?

Whether there is still a breath, especially life!

But at this moment, dozens of sword lights from the other side suddenly struck in the air, and caused by the sword energy, Yun Yang actually felt a chill. At the same time, hundreds of people gathered here from all directions.

"Master!"

Yun Yang suddenly realized that the old marshal was obviously surrounded by Bai Yixue and other top powerhouses in the world to protect and assist him, but he still couldn't break out of the siege, and was even in danger; apparently Dongxuan also gathered a large number of experts!

Even if the top-level combat power is not as good as it is, the crowd tactics can drag you down, and this point is a must-win trick on the battlefield!

At present, there are probably as many as 700 people who have been assigned to stop me. And over there, Bai Yixue was surrounded by a dense crowd of people, looking around, there were at least thousands of people there, shouting and fighting fiercely, fighting with all their might.

Bai Yixue broke out with an unusually crazy momentum, and the sword in his hand was like a raging dragon, people were constantly injured and dismembered by his sword, but there were always a large number of people stepping forward to stop it , causing Bai Yixue's breakout progress to be delayed as much as possible.

At this moment, there is another person walking forward side by side with Bai Yixue. This person is tall and tall, with a graceful bearing, a square face and thick eyebrows, and a tall figure. Sword moving and killing is still accompanied by a kind of chicness and calmness similar to strolling in the garden, it is his cheap father, Tianwai Yunhou, Yun Xiaoyao!

Under the combination of the two swords, a shining light curtain like a substance is formed. This light curtain is also the vanguard, rushing out among the densely packed enemy troops. Anyone who touches it will be shattered at least, or the whole body will be smashed to pieces , Die to pieces.

On the side behind the two, on one side are the four princes of spring, summer, autumn and winter. These four are all dressed in the uniform of soldiers. Following the two swordsmen in front, but they are more out of the way, naturally they are their bodyguards, but at this moment, they are all out of breath and struggling to move.

Seeing the purple figure over there, although they couldn't see it clearly from a distance, the four guys were overjoyed and shouted in unison: "Boss! Boss... help..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a coquettish reprimand: "What are you calling for?! It's embarrassing! The majestic man is calling for help, but you are still people of spring, summer, autumn and winter!"

The four young masters were speechless for a while, their faces full of grievances.

Since being forcibly drawn into the army, I have been struggling with life and death every day, and I have lived enough of this kind of life. Even to fart and take a pee, you have to ask for leave...

Is this how people live...

Now that life and death are at stake, why am I yelling for help... what the hell! I just wanted to ask what happened! !

But looking at Ji Lingxi and Yue Rulan's cold and contemptuous eyes, no one dared to ask seriously.

The main force on the other side was Shangguan Lingxiu, Ji Lingxi, Yue Rulan, etc. The three women led Shangguan's top fighters, so they did their best to fight against the enemy and followed them forward.

At this moment, seeing the purple-clothed figure coming in waves from afar, the eyes of all three women brightened.

Shangguan Lingxiu let out a clear whistle that resounded through the sky: "Young Master Yun! The old marshal is here, come quickly!!"

During the fight, Yue Rulan and Ji Lingxi did not forget to roll their eyes.

Hmph, so affectionate...

He rolled his eyes and looked at the purple-clothed figure who was cutting through the waves, and gritted his teeth: This bastard actually appeared at this time. After rushing out, I will settle accounts with you again!

But in the middle are the private soldiers of the Shangguan family and thousands of iron knight soldiers. The lineup is still neat. This part is led by the iron cavalry general Wang Dingguo. All of these people have grief and anger on their faces and scars all over their bodies.

Everyone's body is already covered in blood!

Other than that, there are no other colors!

Everyone's body is only red, with their own blood, the blood of their comrades, and the blood of the enemy!

Before Yun Yang arrived, how could he have imagined that so many of his acquaintances would gather here!

No, it should be said that nine out of ten of my acquaintances on the Eastern Front are here. Thinking of this, the thoughts in Yunyang's heart became even more so-called heavy.

In all fairness, the high-end power on my side is already so strong that it is outrageous in this secular world.

Even if you don't count yourself, there are Bai Yixue, Fang Mofei, Yun Xiaoyao, the three powerful men in the heavenly realm; the four young masters who have benefited from Yunyang's many elixir, and their guards, everyone is well-cultivated , can be called a momentary choice.

Ji Lingxi, although Yue Rulan's current cultivation base has not reached the heavenly realm, it is close to the mountain realm's Dzogchen realm, and it is also a tyrannical stream.

Even though Shangguan Lingxiu and those of the Shangguan family's personal soldiers are slightly weaker, they are still battle-tested battlefield killing gods, and their lethality is by no means inferior!

What's more, Qiu Jianhan and Fu Baoguo are peerless marshals sitting in the middle, and their comprehensive strength is not weak, even extremely strong, super strong!

However, the current situation is still so bad.

From this to the other, one can imagine how strong Han Shanhe's power must be!

It's not just limited to the factor of superior military strength!

Those unseen sect masters are probably quite a scary number!

Yun Yang watched intently again, but saw that in the middle of Yutang's breakout team, everyone was guarding a black carriage with all their might!

This small carriage is unusually eye-catching at this moment, fluctuating among the densely packed enemy camp, like a small boat that could capsize at any time on the raging sea, undulating in the boundless waves Volt.

And the Dongxuan army around the carriage went crazy!

They are like wolves who have seen fresh meat, and they charge forward completely regardless of life or death, even though they know that they will face the sharp swords of several masters and face death, they still have no fear.

If one batch dies, another batch will be piled up, and there will only be more than before!

Crazier!

What's more, there are countless arrows from all around, pouring here non-stop.

Wherever this carriage goes, the sky will be completely covered by arrows!

Dense, endless, endless!

It's just that the arrows actually forcibly create a sense of the vastness of the surging river!

From this we can see how crazy and dense the current incoming arrows are.

In addition, there are still many Dongxuan masters who, under the cover of army soldiers, emerge anytime and anywhere, causing considerable damage. Almost every few moments, dozens of hundreds of masters will attack together, launching a desperate charge towards the black carriage!

In the Dongxuan army formation, the passionate horns sounded continuously, which was an order to urge the soldiers to go forward and kill the enemy!

In such a frenzied offensive, he actually kept issuing urging orders; it can be seen how determined Han Shanhe is to win the person in the black carriage, and never give up.

Who is in the carriage?

This question has already been revealed, so there is no need to answer it!

Except for Qiu Jianhan, I believe there is no other person in this world who can make Han Shanhe attach so much importance to him!

In such a bad situation, Old Marshal Qiu did not come out.

He was in the carriage, and if he still had a little strength, he would not just be silent like this.

Countless Dongxuan soldiers, countless Dongxuan generals, were all shouting desperately.

"Catch Qiu Jianhan alive, with millions of gold, thousands of hectares of fertile land, and the title of Marquis of ten thousand households!"

"The one who cuts off Qiu Jianhan's head will be rewarded with millions of gold and ten thousand households!"

"Soldiers who died in this battle will be paid ten times the pension! Children will go to school until they become talents, and the military will subsidize them; three generations will be exempted from taxes, crimes, and military service!"

"Catch Qiu Jianhan alive!"

"Catch Qiu Jianhan alive!"

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I have been writing slowly these two days, not because I am stuck with the plot, but because I have been thinking about life and death.

Is it life or death? This is a bit indecisive.

But writing alive, and writing dead, both require a lot of plots to develop the follow-up, but they are completely opposite.

In the past few days, the beard has become white...>