The shouts of killing were deafening, and the old man Yang Tian let out a long sigh, lifted up the sword that was stained with countless blood stains of the Northern Barbarians, but was still sharp as before, and flipped his wrist!

Crackling!

The muscles and bones roared together, trembling like the sound of a tiger and a leopard. Liang Zhongru's back was straight and he held a knife in one hand. Although he did not have the power of a master, the surging sword intent that spread from his aura was the same as that of a real master of martial arts!

"cut!"

One person and one knife, suddenly turned around!

Then the blade raised and slashed down with one knife towards the white axe shadow condensed by the vast real energy!

It’s better to take it in straightness than to seek it in the curve!

As a swordsman, even if he dies, he will die in the duel, instead of tying his hands and killing him!

"This old guy..."

The true energy of the white dragon slashed by Hu Yanzhuoxuanhua axe was about to rush forward and collided with the blade of the old man holding the knife. A gray-robed figure on the side of the steps of the Yandaomen Dojo not far away sighed at this time.

This person's face is ordinary, and there is nothing special about the battle between the two armies. If it weren't for the big sword behind him, he would probably be like a fugitive and would not attract any attention.

But even though he was carrying a knife, the tide of troops present did not even notice this figure.

"Although I am no longer a disciple of the Yandao Sect, you must repay your kindness for more than ten years of raising me."

"After all, I still can't bear to see you old and fall in front of me..."

After murmuring, the middle-aged man in cloth robe stroked the willow tree that was blowing on the branches next to him, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

Liang Hua actually didn't want to take action.

Although he was extremely disdainful of Xue Yue’s actions, he could not save the situation with the siege of 20,000 cavalry of the Northern Barbarians.

Because once you take action, you will face a siege of 20,000 soldiers from the entire Northern Barbarians.

Without assistance, he would not be sure to escape unscathed under this heavy siege.

But looking at the old man whose white beard was stained with blood, watching him slashing and waving the precious sword that had almost never been sheathed, and looking at the Northern Barbarians who were lying under his feet one by one, for some reason, the heart that was as cold as iron was a little unbearable.

Seeing that the old guy was exhausted and was about to fall under the true energy that the Northern Barbarian Lord slashed out with a big axe, Liang Hua couldn't help it.

The long-handled sword on his back was already under his control at some point.

And the next moment, the man stepped forward.

The dark sword light gradually emerged from the face of this large blade that had never opened.

The originally ordinary momentum also became fierce in an instant, and the extremely domineering true energy fluctuations gradually overflowed in the four fields. Even the willow trees with tender branches on the side began to tremble at this time.

Liang Hua's eyes were calm.

The willow leaves were dancing, and the strong wind blew up somewhere, scattering the long black and white hair of the man in the gray robe.

Before the knife is sheathed, the knife's momentum will appear first!

Just as Hu Yanzhuo's true energy was about to slash towards Liang Zhongru, Liang Hua stepped on his foot and the blade he held in his hand just slashed down. The next moment, the long sword and the figure of the man in the gray robe turned into a black line and disappeared from the spot.

Sharp!

One knife!

Extremely quick knife!

It was like thunder passing by, or like a god beat a drum.

The white dragon's true energy slashed out by Xuanhua's axe was emptied and was about to hit the old man who had raised his blade.

Seeing this, the thirteen disciples of the Yandao Sect couldn't help but stagnate their breathing, but no matter how hard they fought, they could not escape the Northern Barbarian soldiers blocking the road around them.

Li Yuanchang cut open the head of a Northern Barbarian general with a knife. When he looked up, his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears!

The innate master in the Northern Barbarian Army took action!

Although he got off the mountain gate and knew the result of the battle and the fate of everyone, Li Yuanchang could not accept it even though he had seen his respected master fall under the enemy's sword.

"Get out!"

The blood and blood burst out, their faces showed anger, and the sword in their hands circled and danced. Li Yuanchang killed several Northern Barbarian soldiers who came to stop them, and wanted to rush towards the middle-aged man in cloth robe who was almost willing to die.

But his distance is too far.

So far away, he didn't even have the ability to block the knife for his master...

The only thing he could do was watch the white dragon's true energy coming and slashing on his master who had already lost his qi and blood and was close to Murphy, and he was powerless!

His body trembled, and at this moment, Li Yuanchang's mood almost collapsed.

But at this moment, a point condensed from a black line rushed from a distance at this critical moment and hit the white dragon's true energy!

boom!!

The violent waves of air shifted all the sights of the battlefield at this moment.

What's going on?

Whether it was the Northern Barbarians or the Fufeng people, they all showed a little confused look when they looked at the true energy fluctuations that erupted in the air.

If you can break out such a dynamic attack, there is... innate battle?!

Not to mention these ordinary soldiers, even Hu Yanzhuo, who had slashed out this white dragon true energy, could not help but squint his eyes slightly.

"Who is the Grandmaster here?"

"Why come out and see you!"

After the faint words, as if there was an amplification effect, they dissipated towards the dust and bustle in the distance, and gradually revealed their appearance and passed away in the ears of the middle-aged man holding a knife.

Along the way, all the soldiers who heard the question of the Northern Barbarian General Hu Yanzhuo were shocked.

A master is here?

At this moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in the hearts of the defenders who were almost completely disappointed in Fufeng County.

Grandmaster, that is a person who is usually rampant in prefectures and counties, and the dragon is not seen at the head and tail!

Could it be that there are local masters from Liangzhou who came to help after knowing the current situation in Fufeng County?

If this is true, then this city that is destined to fall may be saved!

"kill!"

A strong calming agent was injected into the hearts of these defeated defenders. Then, there was an unknown brave man who looked at the figure with traces in the air and shouted a strong cry!

The shouts spread, with magical infectiousness and magic, and in just a moment it spread within a large number of Fufeng soldiers.

Facing the brave Northern Barbarian Cavalry and the soldiers, these soldiers held the weapons in their hands again. Although they were extremely tired, they still fought again!

Before, they had aspirations to die and wanted to take away a sufficient amount of money before they died, but now, they are more eager to live!

If that unknown master could kill the Northern Barbarian General who came to invade...
Chapter completed!