Wherever the blood-colored light blade passed, the demon soldiers' corpses separated and their limbs were broken.

Zhou Hen cracked the tiger's head, pulled out the cone sword and penetrated it straight into the tiger demon's heart, twisted and pulled it, stepped on the tiger demon's shoulder, and rushed straight to the nearest sixth-grade wolf demon.

The sixth-grade wolf demon was so scared that he shook his body and turned into more than ten translucent little wolves and fled in all directions.

Zhou Hen's true energy surged, his eyes shining, and he headed straight for a little wolf. His body flashed, and he moved to the side of a little wolf demon in an instant. With a knife, he fell down. With a puff, the wolf's head fell to the ground, leaving behind a corpse.

The other little wolves dispersed.

The fourth-grade Zhou Hen was like a demon-demon assassin, breaking into the demon army. No matter how high or low the grade, he was vulnerable in front of him, cutting his head with one knife and piercing his heart with one sword. There was no third move.

"The scimitar sword is Crazy Man Zhou! Crazy Man Zhou is back to the river!" A seventh-grade monkey demon screamed heart-wrenchingly, raised his legs and ran away.

The demons of the grades fled one after another. Some of the demon soldiers of the grades fled, some of them fled, some of them continued to rush, while others stood in a daze, not knowing whether they were running or running.

The cavalry and the demon soldiers met, and the long martial horse spear flashed with cold light, piercing through one demon soldiers and generals after another.

The two puppet cultivators in the team summoned pale skeletons, holding swords and shields, and slashing the approaching demon clan.

Taoist practices either recite mantras, cast talismans, or drives flying swords.

Wen Xiu recited war poems, and each time he used a war poem, leaving a rainbow light of different colors, demonstrating the rank of war poems.

Li Qingxian had a thunder talisman with his two fingers. As soon as the demon soldiers approached, he waved his hand and a thunder as thick as an arm blasted over him.

Amid the lightning and thunder, one demon soldier after another fell down.

All demons below the eighth grade will be directly transformed into coke.

Even the seventh-grade demon clan will have their bodies charred holes as big as fists, and the flesh-and-blooded lake.

Lu Biao and others looked at Li Qingxian in disbelief. Is this kind of thunder talisman worthless? The disciples of the Taoist sect are not useful in this way.

The spotted horse follows Li Qingxian. Whenever the demon soldiers approach, no matter how many ranks the horse's hooves will stumble.

Xiong Zhenghao was crazily chopping down the fifth-grade tiger demon who was retreating step by step, shouting loudly: "The whole team went to the south gate and did not be greedy for merit and advance recklessly!"

On the earth, the cavalry team broke through the demon clan team, walked straight forward, joined the team that was supporting, and rushed into the south gate.

The other thousands of demon soldiers were frightened by Xiong Zhenghao, covered in tiger blood, and the ghostly Zhou Hen, and they desperately fled to the camps on both sides of the east and west.

The demon clan ran away, but Zhou Hen didn't chase him, quietly watching Xiong Zhenghao fight against the tiger demon.

After a while, Xiong Zhenghao, who was covered in blood, hit the head of a similar tiger demon, killing the enemy with an axe.

"So slow." Zhou Hen said.

The two of them dragged the tiger demon's corpse one after another and rushed to Beichen City, leaving two pieces of smoke and dust behind them.

Inside the south gate.

The cavalry team reunited and went along Beichen Avenue to the North City Wall with the soldiers in the city.

The dirty-faced Song Baige also rode his horse and rushed to Li Qingxian. He sat on the horse and swayed left and right, and said with a smile: "Young, isn't this a scholar in the street, a ninth rank?"

Li Qingxian glanced at the gold-free mandarin duck patch on his body. It was dirty and ragged and stained with blood. He responded with a smile: "Young, isn't this a street stolen among scholars? Who is dead?

The seventh-rank official uniforms came down?”

Song Baige said in a daze: "How did you know?"

"It's really someone else's?" Li Qingxian was also confused.

Song Baige said helplessly: "I was promoted to the seventh rank in the battle a few days ago. My father temporarily assigned important tasks, but there were no new official uniforms in the city, so I could only use the old ones."

"How is the battle?" Li Qingxian asked.

Song Baige smiled and said, "Hey, it's just a little wind and a little wave. With father and Uncle Zhou here, there can't be a problem. I heard that you are so miserable in the gods?"

Li Qingxian thought to himself that this guy is indeed an alternative scholar. He has not had a positive appearance since he was a child. He sighed, raised his left wrist and shook it, and said, "It's quite miserable."

Song Baige suddenly turned black and said, "There is such a good thing, why don't you say hello to your brother? Qiankun Ring, that's Qiankun Ring! When Uncle Zhou said it, my saliva was almost flowing out. Uncle Zhou said you are

I don’t believe it if I snatched it from the hands of the strange mother. Tell me, why did I beat Ye Han to a halt?"

"She is a little bitch. I, Li Qingxian, are known as the No. 1 Sunshine Boy in the Twelve Squares of the North of Shendu. What kind of thing can I do?"

Song Baige was stunned and said, "I haven't seen you for only half a year, so you are even more shameless. Sunshine Boy? Let me find a place to vomit."

"Brother Song, how are Lingzun Lingtang in good health?" Li Qingxian said seriously.

Song Baige frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, and looked up and saw a row of people on the northern city wall looking over.

The leader had a white dress and white face, with a high and elegant face, and her fair face seemed to emit a jade light. She was extremely handsome. She was holding a cow bone fan in her hand, which was the beautiful Tanhua Zhou Chunfeng.

Standing next to Zhou Chunfeng, he was slightly shorter than Zhou Chunfeng, slightly older, slightly white in his temples, tall and broad-faced, elegant in appearance, showing a calm smile, his appearance was not as handsome as Zhou Chunfeng, but his temperament was not inferior to that of Song Yunjing.

However, the tonic on his chest was a magpie, the eighth grade.

Song Baige said: "Ha, I just said, since I was a child, you have been better than me in front of adults."

"So I am more like a scholar than you." Li Qingxian said.

"You are so shameless! You ask yourself, except for memorizing some life-style songs and poems since you were young, what kind of sutra has you memorized? I..."

"Ling Zun is watching you." Li Qingxian said.

"Ha, who have I, Song Baige, been afraid of?" Song Baige didn't care.

"Do you have a sister-in-law?"

"I am only in my early twenties, what kind of sister-in-law do I want? If you have the ability, you can find a younger brother and sister."

"You said, Sister Young Concubine, Uncle Zhou has helped me with me." Li Qingxian said.

Song Baige looked confused and turned his head to look at Zhou Hen and said, "Uncle Zhou Hen, did Li Qingxian kick his head by the donkey? Otherwise, how could he be so shameless! Fairy Qingcheng can measure it? I dare not even think about it!"

"He was so shameless in front of Concubine Jiang You." Zhou Hen said.

Song Baige looked at Li Qingxian in confusion and asked, "You ask yourself, can you match Fairy Qingcheng!"

"We are made of heaven and earth." Li Qingxian looked calm.

"As for shamelessness, I am not as good as you, and I am not as good as you!" Song Baige sighed, "But do you really know Fairy Qingcheng?"

"I was an official disciple of the Tianxiao Sect who personally accepted it. She taught the general principles of Shenxiao. She led the teachings of the altar. She taught the inner gods. She taught the visualization spiritual platform and the thunder magic.

"Li Qing is leisurely and has a light wind and clouds.

Song Baige looked at Zhou Hen.

Zhou Hen nodded gently.

"It shouldn't be..."

Song Baige's eyes were dull and he began to doubt his life.

On the northern city wall, Song Yunjing and Zhou Chunfeng stand together.

Song Yunjing sighed: "Is this the same situation when Gang Feng rushed to the rescue of Cangmu Fort back then?"

Zhou Chunfeng smiled, touched his upper lip with his right hand, coughed lightly, and looked below. That year, he was stationed in Cangmu Fort by the Guardian Army and was surrounded by the demon clan. When he was out of ammunition and food, the army in the south reinforced him.

Among the reinforcements, Li Gangfeng, who was not used, rushed for three days and three nights, and was in the list.
Chapter completed!