The power of the desert and the Yellow River makes the mountains disappear, and the light of swords, guns and armor makes the sun and stars disappear——

On the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, tens of thousands of Mongolian troops invaded the south, and more than a thousand Allied troops fought a last-ditch battle.

Sun Jixiao and Chi Laowen, both of whom were damaged, fought with swords and knives lengthwise from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The wind and clouds were blowing all the way, and they didn't know how far they were from the main battlefield.

Lin Qian and Bai Yujing, who were also coaches, stood in front of their own camp, demarcating the boundaries with their bodies. Even though the fight was dark, they never left this rare open battlefield.

Although both of them are not in the best condition, after all, they are as skinny as a camel than a horse. Their swords are as fierce as thunder and lightning, and their hatred is as cold as frost and snow. They roll up hundreds of miles of sand and rocks, flying grass and trees in random directions. Even any suicide squad can't teach it.

Dare to die,

As a result, tens of thousands of people formed an array along the Yellow River, but everyone was lonely - they remained motionless and concentrated for nearly a day!

It was not until the turn of day and night that Bai Yujing's domineering sword finally showed a flaw. Lin Qian quickly saw it and took advantage of the opportunity to drive in with the Yinhen Saber. Bai Yujing was shocked and panicked. His sleeves were actually full of saltpeter. Lin Qian was busy picking up his sword.

"A sword from the sky", he had no time to pay attention to the purple clouds and blue smoke that suddenly ignited. He was pushed out of the ground by this unexpected sneak attack and fell at a very fast speed, which also caused the battlefield to tilt sharply——

"Isn't it good to fall into the water?" Lin Qian stood on his tiptoes and stood up against the river waves. Lin Qian suddenly had an idea and smiled, "Just right." He decisively diverted the tide with his backhand. He quickly extinguished the fire snake and fire dragon that came to burn him, while rapidly bombarding him.

To Bai Yujing, who originally thought he was taking advantage of the victory.

Attack and defense exchanged? But Bai Yujing flew up in the air and crushed the series of water attacks with extraordinary courage. He was full of luck, his robes were thick, his sword was thick, and his blood shadow and green light were pushed to the top of Lin Qian's head. He was actually the fourth tyrant of the sword.

Post to the sixth post in a row.

Extraordinary performance, no matter how easy it is to attack and defend? Still, Lin Qian's prediction was correct, and he had been accumulating strength for a long time. He held the sword and solved it easily. His powerful moves were "water floats on the sky and the earth sends the sky" and "waves rise to the lotus and the moon in the water". Three soldiers and four hands

Intertwined, not only the water of the Yellow River is involved? Everything is indistinguishable and chaotic.

"The sword skills of the two of them are both 'the mountain will not let the dust grow to its height, and the sea will not let the dust grow to its height'." The head of Kunlun was full of praise, "Although they are all-inclusive, compared to the seven chapters of the Tyrant Sword, the Drinking Hate Sword is more

To be clear and transparent.”

"I was as confused as the leader of Nendo Village. Did the alliance king really have zero internal power before? Now I believe it." The head of the Yeli family said, "If the internal power is zero, he can lead countless people."

It is a pity that the owner of Renduo Village was trapped in the Mongolian army while rescuing supplies when Yizhuang was burned. His whereabouts are still unknown and he has no chance to see this battle.

Finally, it is inevitable to return to the decisive move on the Yizhuang Arena. When Lin Qian "solemn cool breeze, add me Lin He Qing" "lonely world and dusk, my heart and Guangchuan are at ease" all the swords came one after another, blocking the front and back.

Blocking the left and right locks completely gave Bai Yujing no chance to use his sword. No matter how difficult it was to attack, Bai Yujing couldn't help but sneered: "You are so afraid to read my seventh chapter?"

There is a fact that is funny to say. The reason why Lin Qian was able to master the steady state of the eighteenth level of the Drinking Hate Knife in the arena yesterday was precisely because he rejected the grief of seeing the last chapter of the Seven Tyrant Knife, so he would rather

In the form of swallowing jujubes wholeheartedly, Bai Yujing was chopped down to the ground with three strikes, five strikes and two strikes.

"My defeated general, why do you need to watch?" As he spoke, Lin Qian slashed fiercely, cutting off Bai Yujing's sword energy from all directions with precision. Under the torch and on the Yellow River, everything seemed to be surging like a psychic.

"I don't want to find out whether your ladyship met me before she died in the battle." Bai Yujing smiled.

Lin Qian's heart trembled. Two keywords that the Allies had been speculating and circulating in the past two days were interspersed in Lin Qian's mind: "an old man with extremely high internal strength" and "unknown origin". For a long time, the plot of the Mongolian army murdering Yin'er has been intermittent.

, cannot be connected in series - after Li Quan and before Jebie Sukhbalu, the strong man who even Yin'er couldn't distinguish, could it be him!

"Could it be me?" Bai Yujing seized the opportunity to fight back instantly. The shadow of his knife swept across the river, setting off layers of huge waves and sweeping towards Lin Qian.

Before discovering that Lin Qian had hidden his troops in Weiminglinggong, the Mongolian army prepared for the war based on the principle that "Lin Qian had no chance of winning and could only perform miracles with his martial arts." Naturally, his martial arts was regarded as the centerpiece of the plan from the beginning.

"Lin Qian's Drinking Hate Knife is innovative and consolidated at the same time. When innovating one level, the devil once; consolidating one level, the Buddha once; but the eighteenth level seems to be different, the Buddha and the devil are on the sword together."

If Lin Qian's sword skills could be both strong and stable more times, then there would be no possibility that the masters in the world would catch up; while his eighteenth level had just appeared once in the ring, while there was still someone else

Bai Yujing can keep up with him or even tie him. In the past two days, the Mongolian army will do whatever it takes to bring him down. So, what can make Lin Qian, who has half a foot in the Buddhist gate, no longer be calm and calm?

It was Bai Yujing, Lin Qian's opponent, who took the initiative to admit that he was Lin Qian's wife-killer when Lin Qian was having a fierce fight and had no brain to think about!

"Whether it's you or not, you will die!" Lin Qian's eyes were red, showing signs of being possessed.

Before he could finish his words, the two swords rose violently, and the river exploded violently, causing a shock wave to sweep across the sky and the earth. The "big wave" that Bai Yujing set off just now was reduced to a trickle in an instant.

"Who will not die?" Bai Yujing smiled and watched Lin Qian's mood become more and more disturbed by the seventh chapter of Ba Dao. He easily fell into the trap of his own sword. He only had such a destructive momentum but was full of flaws. His eyes sharpened and he suddenly stopped.

Net, a knife mercilessly penetrated the clouds and waves and pierced his chest to win!

Grain smells

"Boom!" In the bloody storm and the turbulent waves, not only Lin Qian was instantly drawn into the whirlpool, but also the onlookers were blown away.

Bai Yujing was breathing a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard "Ah" screamed repeatedly. It seemed that it was not for the innocent victims, nor was it the expected cry of the enemy soldiers, but,

Our own soldiers were stunned and pointed at the opposite side and shouted?!

Following the sound, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded. When did I wake up, the enemy troops were actually gone?!

It’s not the kind of general that suddenly dies and then scatters, but that has been planned for a long time and has already been evacuated in an orderly manner——

When did it happen!? Did they predict that Lin Qian would be defeated early in the morning, so they took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and retreated to the Keyi Gate in the south? Could it be that it was true that Lin Qian was pushed out of the battlefield, but his rapid fall was not

Acting to divert attention and buy time for the Allied forces? Could it be that the forest bandits' last-ditch battle was just a pretense of advance and retreat?

The strange thing is that when Bai Yujing climbed up and looked into the distance for a long time, there was no sound of soldiers in the south.

It wasn't until another general found a secret temporary tunnel in a low-lying area on the river bank that Bai Yujing realized that it was indeed a lie that the forest bandits were camping with their backs to the water - they took advantage of this eye-catching contest to quietly go north in batches! Starting point,

It was the place where Lin Qian first fell. "Sure enough, there was something fishy about the fall. So many people were walking, and none of you noticed it?!" "At that time, everyone was watching you pursue the victory, so the battlefield tilted. Besides, there weren't many of them." There were few people.

The benefits are highlighted here.

But there were too few forest bandits, and the terrain did not allow them to attack the Mongolian army from front to back, so they all sneaked north for a while, then headed east and crossed the river!? But

"Do they have ships?" Three thousand Mongolian troops are currently staying at Renduoyizhuang in the rear, dealing with the materials seized after last night's victory, especially the ships -

The Yellow River flows through the entire territory of Xixia. As it goes south, it becomes narrower as it approaches Yinchuan. It has rapid currents and numerous dangerous shoals. It is difficult to use it to transport supplies, and it cannot launch large-scale water wars. Renduozhuang, a wealthy family with a large business,

Lord, the reason why we prepared the warships was that we were ambitious to resist the enemy and transport food to the wider river in the north. Unfortunately, Yizhuang fell in just one day, and the ships became the trophies of the Mongolian army, which was enough to teach the Mongolian military to prepare for the future.

purpose.

Closer to home, the Allies could not have ships, so the Mongolian army did not expect that the battlefield would suddenly turn from land to water tonight. They did not prepare for this, and tried their best to maximize their strengths and avoid weaknesses. Moreover, there were more dangerous mountains on the other side to obstruct the forest bandits.

What's the point of successfully crossing the river?

"To the south, we are defending. To the north, we are attacking." Bai Yujing is not as knowledgeable about marching and fighting as Chi Laowen. Although he is confused, he knows that there must be a problem. He pursues along the coast, and the open space is exhausted. From a distance,

Seeing the distant shadows of those forest bandits who were supposed to be resisting him in the south and crossing the river in the northeast without making a sound, only shrinking into two or three black dots. Bai Yujing suddenly had a terrifying thought in his heart. Lin Qian must still be there. "He is not possessed by the devil."

, it’s a fake defeat!” Compared with the battlefield, Bai Yujing’s most important thing is the competition.

Sure enough, from point to line to surface to three-dimensional, Lin Qian's hateful outline emerged in the evening breeze and under the sky: "Bai Yujing, your seventh chapter is nothing more than that! I have seen it and overcome it!"

Unlike the rest of the Allied forces who could barely see the rafts, Lin Qian used a bamboo raft - just like the martial arts competition, it was to attract attention and cover the people heading north.

"You don't believe it was me who killed my lady?" You, aren't you possessed by a demon?

"Yin'er, she didn't allow me to fall into the devil." Lin Qian smiled, "That's why I didn't completely fall into your trap. At the last moment, I used 'Multiple pulses and wide rivers to flow, driving horses to travel across Changzhou' to protect my body. You didn't have time to see it."

Although he was a little injured, it was a blessing in disguise. The eighteenth level was made more and more stable by Bai Yujing. With this level being stable, he dared to go to Blackwater even more.

Sun Jixiao stayed by Lin Qian's side, and also knew that his master's sword skills were more stable: if his master was not emotional, he might not even be injured; but it was precisely because he was almost possessed by a demon that he had a chance to survive this disaster.

Bai Yujing chanted the meaning of those ten words slightly: The water flows endlessly into the distance, and I drive the horse on the long embankment calmly and calmly? Lin Qian, you got this kind of experience in this dangerous Yellow River competition,

Are you kidding!

"Lord, I'm very curious, what is the name of the seventh chapter of Bai Yujing's Tyrant Sword? Are you so resistant to seeing it?" Sun Jixiao raised his voice specially.

"I haven't seen the ancients before and I haven't seen the coming again. I think about the long journey of heaven and earth and shed tears!" Lin Qian's laughter echoed through the mountains and rivers. Bai Yujing stood there with an empty heart. In this vast world, there is no one except Lin Qian behind the palace.

Allied forces can be hunted down and annihilated!

No, Sun Jixiao? Why is Sun Jixiao here?

He and Lin Qian had made an appointment in advance at a time and place? No wonder Sun Jixiao wanted to choose another battlefield, and Chi Laowen, the only wise and brave man in the Mongolian army, was transferred away from the mountain!
Chapter completed!