A hearty laughter came out!

At the rear of the chariot, on a chariot, the shield began to spread out, and a figure proudly walked out of it.

The second ancestor of Yuan family stood in the air, and with him appearing, one after another, the powerful souls of the soul kept walking out of the chariot.

Wang Jingran, Zhenren Qingming, the ancestor of the Cui family, the second ancestor of the Yuan family, the third ancestor of the Yuan family, and Yang Yun!

Six powerful souls are stationed in each other.

The breath and Xuanwu Taoist soldiers merged into one, flowing continuously between each other, and waves of water continued to ripple out, instantly rising from all directions.

In a blink of an eye, all directions were blocked, regardless of the upper, lower, left and right, and all were separated by the water curtain.

"Yang Yun, you are also from Youzhou. Why should you help the evil and help outsiders attack our Youzhou?"

"Yes, Yang Yun, you are a general. You can't go with these aristocratic families. As long as you withdraw this formation and slaughter the Xuanwu Taoist soldiers with us, Fan Yang will not be able to defend them. Then we will help Duke Yan to attack Jizhou."

"How can a boy Zhou Lang be the enemy?" The two Zhang brothers began to persuade Yang Yun, one after another.

"My lord, the Duke of Wei, is very talented and magnificent, and is full of thousands of miles of awesomeness. Zhao Guangren has not even occupied Youzhou. How can he be the opponent of the Duke of Wei?"

"If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you can still save your life, otherwise next year's day will be your death day," Yang Yun preached without hesitation.

His eyes were bright and he pressed one hand on the hilt of his sword.

"It's useless to say more, let's fight," the Zhang brothers and the others brazenly attacked the water curtain behind them.

The two of them cooperated tacitly. The words they just said were just false words. With these words, they were trying to get time to cooperate to blow the formation to defend.

Who can condense martial arts souls? Who is not a strong mind? How can you change your camp just by just a few words? I really think he has practiced the heroic invincible magical skills and diplomacy!

The two of them used two big gate knives, with the blades exactly the same as the hilt. The two knives collided with each other, and the sound of metal was not heard, but a muffled sound like a stone colliding.

A great force suddenly appeared from it, and endless light burst out, like arrows, constantly bombarding the water curtain.

Boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!

A series of bombardment sounded, and waves spread on the water curtain, shaking and swaying, and a dark shield stood quietly. All attacks and touched each other slowly dissipated.

"Xuanwu is famous for defense. This Xuanwu Taoist soldier set up the Xuanwu formation, and four souls occupy the four directions, presided over the Xuanwu formation and cooperated with the Xuanwu Taoist soldier. No one of you will escape today," Yang Yun pointed his sword at several people and said in a deep voice:

"kill!"

"No!" Zhenren Qingming and the second ancestor of Yuan's family responded first, and then the third ancestor of Yuan's family, the old ancestor of Cui's family and others nodded.

His steps were slow, and Master Qingming walked towards the Zhang brothers step by step. His steps seemed slow and fast, and he had already crossed a hundred meters in three or four steps and came to the front of the Zhang brothers.

His ordinary face showed a sad look, and he said in a lonely tone: "If you don't enter the imperial examination, you won't know the number of days. Once the disaster comes, you will be destined to be ashes!"

"This is the words of ancient sects. Now they all regard it as a man of ancient times. You are the one who died," Zhang's boss slashed the sword in the air, with a heavy shadow, like hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands.

This sword evolved into hundreds of swords, blocking all directions, and no one could break free.

Qingming Zhenren took a step, without any defensive posture, and he stretched out one hand gently.

The Daguan knife fell down, the water curtain shot rapidly, and a stream of water turned into a black shield, accurately blocking the Daguan knife.

The shield was like sea water. The sword fell into it and was directly stuck. A rough palm slapped on the head of the boss Zhang with a bang.

Crack, my head was brittle and cracked, and it exploded like a watermelon.

Blood kept splashing everywhere, mixed with white objects, a golden soul rose, and then a three-foot long sword was inserted into it fiercely, and the soul immediately dissipated.

"Brother!" The only remaining Zhang brother shouted loudly. There was hatred in his eyes, but more of it was shocking. He looked at the real person Qingming and preached:

"At the peak of the third level of the Yuanshen, are you definitely not a casual cultivator in Jizhou?"

"There are no big differences between a casual cultivator and aristocratic family. As long as I have a heart, I will be the family of the county in two or three hundred years." Zhenren Qingming shook his head slightly, but his movements were not slow.

In his hands, the Zhang brothers were like children, cutting melons and vegetables. The two souls had never stopped him for a quarter of an hour.

There was a loud bang, but a corner of the water curtain was blown open.

Zhao Xianling, who was outside the formation, looked pale. A flag in his hand slowly cracked and slowly turned into ashes, disappearing without a trace.

"Retreat!" he shouted.

At this critical moment, Zhao Xianling used his trump card to blow away a corner of the Xuanwu Formation, but Feng Yong and the other two did not delay. In an instant, under Zhao Xianling's response, they rushed out of the Xuanwu Formation.

Yang Yun moved at this moment. His long sword was like a rainbow, and his sword energy was scattered. He slashed out three swords in a row. The three swords combined into one sword, which was as bright as a pillar.

After Zhao Xianling Heng and Feng Yong and the other two, a carapace appeared in front of him. The carapace was a certain strange beast body with exquisite patterns on it, hidden in Taoist rhyme.

It emits a brilliant light, and the two touch each other and make a roar.

The water curtain was spreading continuously, trying to cover Zhao Xianling, but he rushed out first.

All the lights dissipated, and Zhao Xianling and the other four had successfully escaped.

"Can the general pursue? If he chases him at this moment, can he leave one?"

"No need to chase after you anymore," Yang Yun said in a deep voice. He looked at the Xuanwu Taoist soldiers outside. At this moment, the armor on the Xuanwu Taoist soldiers was dim and their faces were pale.

Although the war is short, it is a grand scale. Multiple souls fight. With their hindrance and the souls persist, they cannot hold on.

"The Xuanwu Taoist soldiers are at the end of their strength, so they can't fight again,"

"Besides, Zhao Xianling's reinforcements have arrived," Yang Yun stared at the end of the horizon, the smoke and dust rising from the night, which were Zhao Xianling's reinforcements.

"We are here to help General Han defend Fanyang County and buy time for the lord to lead the army to come,"

"General Yang said it right. Even if he can win the battle with the Yan army in the wild, there will be a lot of casualties. Our army has not many troops. Even if all the Yan army is killed, it can be supplemented in the future."

"While the Yan army was clear about the facts and reality for a while, we entered Fanyang County City."
Chapter completed!