Text Chapter 29 Luo Zhen Jumps on Horse

Yuan Zhengkun looked around at everyone and said to encourage them loudly: "The Lord of the Palace is furious and has assembled the troops of the Nine Mountains of Nanxuan. Yang Qing is doomed and will be torn into pieces soon. Now Qin Weiwei, the leader of Baihua Cave under Yang Qing, wants to attack my Fuguang Cave by splitting his troops into two groups and attacking from the front and back. I have already learned the news in advance. I want to take the head of Qin Weiwei. Who in Fuguang Cave dares to go with me to meet the enemy head-on!"

Everyone looked at each other. Before they could figure out what was going on, Li Xin and Sun Jiaojiao had already driven their dragon horses out of the line. They both shouted loudly: "I am willing to follow the Lord of the Cave to meet the enemy head-on and take Qin Weiwei's head!"

Cao Dingfeng was startled and quickly drove his dragon horse out of the line and clasped his fists, "I am willing to go!"

As Yuan Zhengkun's loyal subordinates, Li Xin and Sun Jiaojiao had already responded. How could he not express his opinion?

Whether willing or not, others also responded loudly, even Yan Xiu and Miao Yi followed loudly.

"Okay!" Yuan Zhengkun immediately waved the long halberd in his hand and pointed at the people under the steps, "Li Xin, Sun Jiaojiao, you two follow me to face Qin Weiwei head-on. Cao Dingfeng, you lead the others to cross the West Ridge of the Back Mountain to block the enemy, and be sure to hold back Qin Weiwei's followers. After I take Qin Weiwei's head, I will immediately return to join you!"

Li Xin, Sun Jiaojiao and Cao Dingfeng received the order together.

"The people of Fuguang Cave must work together to attack the invading enemy, and those who have made contributions will be rewarded! Let's go!"

Yuan Zhengkun did not delay any longer, riding the dragon horse and jumping directly down the steps, waving the long halberd in his hand and shouting.

Li Xin and Sun Jiaojiao immediately followed closely behind him on the dragon horse, rushed out of the mountain gate and left quickly.

"Follow me to cross the West Ridge of the Back Mountain to stop the enemy!"

Cao Dingfeng, who was carrying a sword on his back, also had a long spear in his hand, turned his horse's head, and shouted to everyone.

Under his leadership, the eight monks rode the dragon horse and galloped away, crossing mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground.

Miao Yi, who was hanging at the back, wanted to kill Black Charcoal with his spear, and then run away on his own two legs.

Black Charcoal really made him look so good that he seemed to be more afraid of death than Yan Xiu. How would the people in Fuguang Cave look at him in the future?

Even if it was as Yan Xiu said, surrender if you can't win, but how could you run to the back before the fight even started? Although Yan Xiu was ready to surrender, he at least ran very fast on the surface, which made people unable to say anything.

He felt ashamed here, but he didn't know that he had become Yuan Zhengkun's scapegoat.

Li Xin's plan was very simple, let Yuan Zhengkun incite others to fight, and the three of them ran away.

In this way, if the higher-ups investigated, Yuan Zhengkun could also get rid of the responsibility of fleeing without fighting. You see, only the three of us were lucky enough to come back alive, and even my trusted subordinate Cao Dingfeng died in the battle. It's not that I didn't fight hard, but Yang Qing led his troops to come in person. I have tried my best, and I really couldn't stop him. Everyone can understand.

In this way, he could not only escape the responsibility of fleeing without fighting, but also let Cao Dingfeng lead his men to cover his retreat, delaying time for him to escape.

The most important thing is that knowing that Yang Qing personally led his men to come, he, Yuan Zhengkun, still dared to lead his troops to fight. This loyalty and courage might win the praise of the superiors, and it might turn a bad thing into a good thing.

There are so many benefits, Yuan Zhengkun did it without saying a word according to Li Xin's plan.

As soon as the seven dragon horses climbed over the top of the West Ridge, Cao Dingfeng saw that there was an open area at the foot of the mountain that was alternating with the opposite mountains, just right for fighting the enemy. He immediately waved the long spear in his hand, stopped the team from moving forward, and let everyone hide in the dense forest halfway up the mountain.

Everyone was in ambush and waited for a long time, and Miao Yi, with a tense face, finally arrived late on the "Black Charcoal".

Cao Dingfeng looked back at the "Black Charcoal" under his crotch, but didn't say anything.

At this moment, in the opposite forest, a dragon horse swooped down the mountain rapidly. The monk on the dragon horse had a white lotus with two petals blooming between his eyebrows. He looked around with his gun, observing the way forward.

Cao Dingfeng knew at a glance that he was the one who opened the way. It seemed that the other party was very careful. In this case, no matter how much ambush he set, it would be useless.

So, he looked back and asked, "Kill one less, who will go first and get the first merit!"

"I will go!" Luo Zhen answered without hesitation, holding a long sword in hand, and riding the dragon horse directly down the mountain.

"You..." Yan Xiu stretched out his hand to stop him but failed, and the whole person froze.

Everyone was stunned for a while. They didn't expect that it was Madam Shijiang who came out first.

Miao Yi was also surprised. He listened to Yan Xiu's constant teachings, but his wife didn't listen.

Little did he know that Luo Zhen had had enough of it. She was tired of being humiliated by being called "Madam Shijiang" all the time. She was holding her breath.

Since Yuan Zhengkun had encouraged everyone, Luo Zhen had already made up her mind. She had really been humiliated enough...

The dragon horse that was swooping down quickly suddenly jumped up with its feet, carrying Luo Zhen out of the forest, leaping a hundred meters high, and whistling towards the dragon horse that was rushing on the open ground in front.

The man was shocked, and the dragon horse that never had time to turn around quickly jumped up to a height of more than twenty meters.

Generally, cultivators would use two weapons, one long and one short. They usually used short weapons for self-defense, and used long weapons to fight the enemy when they were on the dragon horse.

He also used a long sword, jumped into the air and slashed at the dragon horse that fell from the sky, but after jumping into the air and seeing Luo Zhen's third-grade White Lotus cultivation between his eyebrows, he was a little panicked.

Luo Zhen, who was whistling, had quickly thrust out a sword, deflecting the opponent's slashing sword, and at the same time locked the opponent with magic power.

Being entangled by a higher level of magic power, the man's reaction immediately slowed down a lot, and his face was already full of fear.

Bang! Luo Zhen sat on the dragon colt and hit the opponent's chest with its hard shell.

Puff! Blood spurted out of the opponent's mouth, and his chest was flattened by the impact.

Why do monks like to ride dragon colts? Because this kind of spiritual beast is really powerful, and its bearing capacity and impact force are terrible. Even Qinglian-level monks dare not let an adult dragon colt hit it hard.

Especially the speed of the dragon colt. Once it is released and running wildly, it is difficult for Qinglian-level monks to catch up. Even if they can catch up, it is definitely a matter of a short distance. It will definitely not be able to match the speed and endurance of the dragon colt for a longer time.

Imagine that under this speed and strength, coupled with the monk's mana, the monk's attack force is almost doubled, so the dragon colt has become the favorite of most monks.

"Die!"

When the opponent fell back with blood spurting into the sky, Luo Zhen shouted loudly, and swung his sword in the air with both hands to cut a bloody rain.

Luo Zhen, riding a dragon horse, looked back at the hillside where Cao Dingfeng and others were, and killed a cultivator of the second rank of White Lotus in one encounter.

The wind suddenly blew in the mountain, and the green grass undulated like waves, which further highlighted Luo Zhen's momentum.

The dragon horse that the cultivator was riding let out a wail, ran to the broken body of its master, and refused to leave.