The iron armor is galloping across the street.

The army formed a fierce charge and everyone was trampled to death. The main road was rumbling and shaking, and more than a thousand armored soldiers rushed wildly. Even if there were soldiers from the same camp standing in front of them, they would not stop. Regardless of the stampede, the archers drew out

Arrows ready for arrows.

Bai Yu tapped her toes, jumped up lightly, and her white skirt fluttered down to the top of the archway in the center of the street.

The archway is made of stone and is very large and sturdy.

It's interesting to see those rumbling armored soldiers. There are many monks and demonic cultivators mixed among the armored soldiers. Yes, the chaos in the world is an opportunity for demonic cultivators. How could we miss it? It's another family that cooperates with the demonic sect.

"Not bad, you can have a lot of fun tonight."

The numb nerves finally have some fun. In addition, the general's mount and war horse can satisfy his hunger, which is very good.

This military formation should be the core elite of the rebels. They are better equipped than other soldiers and refugees brought here. They are well-trained and wear iron armor and work well with each other. I am afraid that the powerful family behind them lost a lot of property to put together such an army.

How could an uprising of ordinary people have such an army?

Sit down cross-legged, with the guqin on your knees.

The sound of the piano started with fingers playing, and first there was a familiar song "Ambush from Flying Daggers". This song appeared in this world for the first time when Bai Yu played it on the guqin. In an instant, many people who knew the music were stunned.

The sound of killing filled the air, and the running armored soldiers were ready to fire arrows

"preparation"

The commander shouted at the top of his lungs.

At the command, hundreds of archers raised their long bows, nocked arrows, and pulled the strings. There was a sound of bows creaking under their weight.

The leading officer was still calculating the distance and trying to aim more arrows at the witch. He was not afraid, because there was still the biggest trump card in the military formation behind him. He just had to kill this little monk who did not know whether to live or die as before. The first wave of chaos

If the arrows all fly together, she will waste her energy in intercepting them, creating convenient conditions for the next big shot to take action.

Just the right distance

"shoot arrows"

Bai Yu thought it was the sound of wind, like a gust of wind. The firelight reflected dense arrows, which flew up into the sky with a sound of breaking through the air, making a semicircle and heading towards the archway.

The sound of the piano is still there, but the two hands are playing faster, as if they are throwing something outward.

Countless invisible small wind blades flew towards the arrows, splitting them in half or cutting them off. The two forces collided and crackled, and arrows fell to the ground continuously. The arrow tips pierced the ground and fell helplessly, causing a rain of broken arrows.

The sound of the music is majestic and passionate, making the listeners' blood boil.

The archers on one side of the military formation immediately moved aside after throwing arrows and continued to interfere with arrows. The sword and shield soldiers and spear soldiers behind rushed forward, and many martial arts masters, low-level monks and magic cultivators were hiding among them.

The sound of the piano continued, and the sword and shield soldiers rushing in front found that their shields were cut open silently, and then saw their headless bodies still running.

A certain snake sitting on the top of the archway did not even raise his head and just plucked the strings.

The elite soldiers trained by the clan at great expense kept failing, and they failed to take a step forward.

Murder is everywhere.

With constant waving of arms, countless shadows flew out.

The armored soldiers were afraid and refused to charge forward to die. It didn't matter if the opponent could match them or even be more powerful. As long as they could fight with them, they would be confident. But now they couldn't touch each other at all, and all the familiar people acted inexplicably.

Broken body, this battle is simply not something they can fight.

Standing still, the archers stopped firing arrows

suddenly.

On the other side of the intersection, a three- or four-year-old girl covered in blood was sobbing and walking forward in a daze, calling for her parents.

"Father and mother, where are you?"

Bai Yu, who was playing the piano, pressed the strings with both hands. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and he stared at the little girl quietly. The other soldier also stared at the child, and suddenly became strangely quiet, as if he was disturbed by the girl's cry and lurked.

The girl walked past the burning house and among the piles of corpses.

It's just a baby looking for a home. Unfortunately, she may never find her parents or where her home is. The war has destroyed everything. Maybe in the future there will be a dirty little girl starving to death on the street, or maybe someone will kill her.

Trafficking and war changed her life, and there are many, many children like her.

Quiet, dead silence, countless armored soldiers and the white shadows on the archway watched quietly, watching the girl crossing the intersection and walking to another street, looking for her parents who could never be found.

There seems to be an indescribable tacit understanding.

The girl walked through the crossroads, her cries faded away, and the fighting resumed. A group of masters jumped out from the armored soldiers and rushed towards the archway.

Bai Yu suddenly remembered the two people in the movie "Heaven and Earth" who were second on the killer list. Even if the ending was not good, they couldn't hide the song, Zheng Feng, and the classic line. He plucked the strings and played again.

"A heartbroken song, where can I find a close friend at the end of the world?"

The sound of the piano was clanging, and sharp blades flashing with cold light were continuously waved out.

Good guy, there are actually more than 30 masters hiding in hiding. The reason why they can hold back so many geniuses and break the city is because they pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. So let’s use their blood to pay homage to the dead resentful souls.

All the masters felt that their killing moves were looming under the moonlight.

Several heads flew up, stumps and broken arms were scattered, and the blood spilled at night looked black, painting the walls black. People who jumped high and rushed over kept falling, and next came the powerful characters.

The jade fingers are still plucking the strings and swinging forward fiercely, the sky is full of sharp blades

Among those masters was a sword cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, who was the secret leader of the entire rebellion and the person with the strongest power behind them. With the help of the deaths of those martial arts masters and demon cultivators, he got closer to the woman in white and he could clearly see the woman under the moon.

Meimei also knows that his cultivation level is not low, so he can only kill him with the strongest moves.

Close

The sword box clanged behind him, and seven ancient swords popped out, and he suddenly activated the sword tactics to stab the sword. The six swords formed a circle to guard a broad sword in the middle.

Bai Yu is calm.

"It's interesting."

He suddenly stood up, took a step back with his left foot and at the same time raised the guqin upright, one end up and the other down, as stable as Mount Tai, as motionless as a pillar.

At this time, the music has reached an exciting part, and Bai Yu wants everyone to remember it.

His hands plucked the strings in a dizzying manner.

The guqin carried a bit of thunder and lightning, and the seven flying swords stabbing in front stopped at the same time. The swords bent and trembled as if they were against some insurmountable barrier. The face of the early Jindan swordsman behind him turned red and his veins were exposed.

Use force to urge the sword

Come to the last sound.

Ignoring the Seven Swords, he used his hands like hooks to pull the strings violently at the same time

Zheng

Time seemed to stand still. The six swords on the outside of the circle were the first to shatter. First the tip of the sword, then back to the hilt, and then the broad sword in the middle, which was the main killing move. The sword cracked and fell apart, and a storm of sharp debris filled the sky.

Sweeping backwards, it poked bleeding holes in the monk who was internally injured, covering a group of armored soldiers.

Looking at the blood-smeared street, a snake felt something in his heart.
Chapter completed!