Chen Hu, deputy general of the Luocheng Army, was slightly startled and almost wanted to laugh.
One person wants to stop a thousand cavalry with one shot. Are you kidding me? Do you think you are fighting against the sky with an angry sword and a fairy face?
"Why do you want to stop our Luocheng army? Why bother the people?" Chen Hu frowned slightly, his murderous aura surging.
"Apocalypse City!" Sikong Qianluo spoke, pointing his spear at the ground, "The four guardians of Apocalypse, Suzaku, the direction of Lienan!"
Chen Hu thought about it for a moment, and figured out that one person with one gun, guarded by the red bird, must be the descendant of the Gun Immortal.
"Haha, since it is that senior, for the sake of Your Majesty, please give way, girl. I will not pursue the rest of the matter."
Sikong Qianluo did not reply, but pointed to the horizontal line in front of him.
Chen Hu's face turned stern, he unsheathed his sword and clamped his feet on the horse's belly:
"Run it over!"
Sikong Qianluo stood up, and his spear came out like a dragon. With a "ding" sound, Chen Hu's long sword and fast horse were stopped in place, unable to make any progress.
At the same time, the light armored soldiers behind him swarmed up, roaring to the sky, and attacked Sikong Qianluo with a long sword.
The cavalry charge is the most terrifying, and the only thing you can do is retreat.
However, Sikong Qianluo stood there, dancing with his silver spear, like a god of war coming down to earth.
Her hands were shaking and her heart was scared, but if she couldn't stop these people, Xiao Se might die.
"kill!"
A thousand light cavalry rushed towards me, their long swords flashed with cold light, and they were full of evil spirits.
And at the tip of the silver moon spear, the wind stopped breathing and surrounded it.
Sikong Qianluo had a clear understanding, and felt something was broken. She swung her gun suddenly, and like a thousand winds flowing, the air in this place was drained:
"I will enter Xiaoyao with one shot and help you regain your position as the Dragon Rider of the Apocalypse!"
The wind roared like a hurricane passing through, tearing the charge cavalry formation in half.
Seeing the fast horses falling down and the soldiers dying one by one, Chen Hu looked horrified and quickly asked his subordinates to send a message back, asking Luo City to send another thousand troops.
The strength displayed by this woman must be in the realm of freedom!
...
On the other side, in a tea shop next to the trail, rain was pouring down, and a man was sitting quietly drinking alone.
Outside the tea shop, twenty war horses stopped in the rain. The men on the horses wore bamboo hats on their heads and carried long swords at their waists.
"So, how many people are left in your underground river?"
"You're going to die."
"The four city lords killed 600 people in Anhe, how dare you show up in the world?"
"Underwater is not afraid of sacrifice, but is afraid of losing ambition!" Su Zhan said in a condensed voice, "Our roots are still there, and the inheritance will not be broken."
Tang Lian smiled, stood up and fiddled with the wine glass on the table:
"Ambition? If you are an enemy of the Shenyou Xuanjing, how can you talk about ambition, and what inheritance can you have?"
"The long river of time will dilute hatred and take away everything,
"But the hatred of the underground river will not. It will be engraved on the stone tablet at the bottom of the river until it comes out of the water again."
Su Zhan paused:
"You talk too much and you deserve to die. There are many people who want to kill Xiao Chuhe. You shouldn't choose us who are the most difficult to intercept."
Tang Lian sneered:
"Yes, but I am the eldest brother and I have to take care of the younger ones. They are unreliable and I have to take care of them."
In fact, there is also the factor of hatred between the Tang Sect and Anhe. Although the old man has the wrong idea, he grew up lying on his knees. There must be an explanation for this.
Su Zhan stopped talking, swung his sword, and the rain seemed to stop for a moment:
"Come, thousands of trees and flowers will fly."
"There are no flowers today, only one palm and one punch, seven drinks per person."
One side of Tang Lian's figure revealed seven exquisite jade cups on the table:
"Please drink from the seven starry night wines passed down by the Brewmaster!"
After finishing speaking, the figure in the tea shop shot out and fought with more than ten killers.
The sound of clashing swords and swords could be heard endlessly, and countless sharp swords were broken by that palm and punch.
With a "click", Su Zhan's long sword broke, and Tang Lian also retreated to the tea shop, her whole body steaming.
He picked up the first cup of Tianshu and drank it all. His true energy surged and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes:
"Underwater, you deserve to die!"
The two sides fought again, several times more violent than before.
At the Baihua Festival, Xie Xuan presented Tang Lian with a "Jiu Jing", which recorded many wine-making methods, the last volume of which was "Dengtian Wine"!
It can make a person reach the sky in one step, walk flat on the blue clouds, or it can make a person lose his life and not even be able to cross the Naihe Bridge.
As long as it can resist the backlash, this wine will be a transcendental product.
"The realm of freedom..."
Su Zhan said coldly, noticing Tang Lian's change.
Tang Lian waved his hand, and the rain fell down and turned into mist, and his inner strength fell to the sky. He waved his hand again, and the rain and mist turned into a dragon, which accumulated into a puddle.
He punched out again and blasted away a ten-foot-long rain curtain, which was a sea of boxing skills.
Su Zhan and others were beaten back and forth, but they were able to find time to fight back.
Tang Lian, who had not yet drunkenly drunk, was almost on a par with Su Zhan, but it was too difficult to face twenty people together.
So, he chose to go one step further:
"Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan!"
After drinking three cups in a row, Tang Lian's eyes were all red, and his internal strength had improved to an unknown extent. However, in the eyes of outsiders, his body movements were no different from Chengfeng Step.
He entered and exited the enemy's formation three times, successfully killing seven people, seriously injuring seven others, and only six of them were still capable of fighting.
However, among the many killers, there was one who was carrying a golden-backed sword and did not move at all. It was obvious that his strength was higher than that of Su Zhan and it was his final murderous intention.
Tang Lian breathed a long sigh of relief. Even though her muscles and bones ached, she still drank Yuheng, which made her head feel dizzy:
"Come, if you want to kill my junior brother, cut off my fist first.
"If I can't stop you, I would be too unreliable as a senior brother."
Except for the big sword killer, the other five people moved together.
The long sword was handed over, and Tang Lian punched out, causing the five long swords to bend and lower their heads:
"I once acted as a young man in the human world, and I saw the most prosperous scene of that time!"
With another punch, the five killers knelt down in the mud:
"I once sang the song of the mortal world, and met the man who showed no regrets even though he was in a cocoon."
Tang Lian was drunk and reciting poems. She didn't know how many punches she threw, and she didn't know when the five people became flesh.
"I once suddenly fell into a dream ten years ago. I saw crimson rivers and lakes, vast skeletons, and heroes standing everywhere. They drew their swords and shouted!"
The eyes of the killer holding the big sword finally changed, and he seemed to see Baili Dongjun in his youth.
Drinking boldly and getting drunk on the battlefield, laughing and asking who can rival him?
The three armies were defeated with one drunken hand and two fists, and the five mountains and six mountains in all directions were frightened.
Xie Jida moved his sword and swung it out. Tang Lian retreated violently:
"One person kills another person."
Tang Lian's heart moved, and she knew that this person was extraordinary and that he couldn't handle it... He looked at the last two glasses of wine on the table.
"My name is Tang Lian, Tang from Tangmen, Lian from Lian Rui,
"I crushed the humble with two fists and protected the True Lord from entering the Dragon City!
"If you follow your heart, you will have a long way to go, so drink as your companion!"
As soon as she drank from Kaiyang, Tang Lian's body trembled, not because of the Xingye Wine, but because a voice appeared in her mind:
"What's the best way to deal with the King's Giant Sword?"