It's just that there are so few opportunities to blatantly bully King Da Ganding, so it's hard to avoid feeling a little unhappy.
Of course, Yu Hongyan didn't know that there was a woman named Xue Li in the world who could carelessly treat Li Luo at will, and beat him up when she didn't like her.
On the left and right were masters in the army and white robes of skyfire. Li Luogui put his sword into its sheath, and Guiluan took it. He swung the spear, put the mask on his face, and gently uttered the word "kill".
The dragon entered the sea, the tiger returned to the mountain, and the shouts of killing in his ears suddenly faded away. Although it was clear, it had no impact on his mood at all. In front of Li Luo's eyes, the world had changed a different color. He didn't know what Taoist stunts were like.
What kind of unique skill, but the world in his eyes at this moment is almost the same as the color of the world. Under the cold face, his eyes are burning, and the colorless world must finally have a touch of blood to match the blood moon in the sky.
Otherwise, we would be missing out on the beautiful scenery of the far north.
The gun is like a dragon, using every inch of length and strength to the extreme. The fastest speed and the largest range kill the most enemies. This is the difference between the battlefield and the rivers and lakes. If there is the right time, place and people, the Chinese army can ride on any small battalion.
It is enough to withstand a top master. If it is called a life-and-death battle, life or death is unpredictable. When these soldiers join together, anyone who sees the power they exert will be shocked. Anhui is like this, Liuyunzhan Yan is like this, and so are Taoist Sansheng.
In this way, no matter how long the background is, when encountering such soldiers, no one dares to say that they can withstand several rounds.
Yan Xin suddenly realized that this was the trend that Li Luo had once said. The mountains were at a glance, hundreds of rivers were hidden, and the vastness was vast and muddy. The general trend was the general trend, and who could stop it! Yu Hongyan understood more clearly what he said.
What is the meaning of the trend? Dagan's decline is also a trend. He knows it best, is the most awe-inspiring, and is the most helpless.
This battle may be his best destination.
In an instant, many people in the field had a lot of thoughts, but Li Luo, who was at the front, had no distracting thoughts. He had already thought about everything he should think about, and a lot of things he shouldn't think about, but just thinking, thinking.
No matter how much you get, it's better to do it.
The gun is not as good as the sword. He only uses the gun to cooperate with the soldiers to rush and kill, but Guiluan is a little different tonight. His marksmanship was learned from Shen Xiangdong. At first it was hate, but later it had the mood of reluctance, named hate separation, tonight
This song of hateful separation finally became a song.
The moon sets and the crows cry, the ground is covered with frost; three thousand love threads are separated in one day;
A long song is in the air, sending you a song; the flute and sheng are playing, and there are a few lamentations;
The lone sail is far away, leaving only silence; the two sides of the bank are vast, and the eyes are filled with tears;
It's not easy to meet each other, so send me away for a night; the water of Xiaoxiao River is where we gather and disperse;
Tears of beauty, hate of separation;
Between the eyebrows, there is sadness and confusion;
Where can I send you singing and singing?
One shot breaks through the confusion...
After tonight, his gun no longer hates separation. The more he hates, it’s just because he is more reluctant to let go. The tip of the gun has a trace of energy, like mist and rain, like affection, like intoxication. After hating separation, all that is left is
The more reluctant you are to let go, the more reluctant you are to let go. Naturally, you will need more to support yourself.
The intoxicating artistic conception, the moonlit night and the dream, the tenderness of the spring breeze, the sword intention of the Da Luo Dao was fused into the guilt and madness in a way that should not have been possible. After the gun was fired, the importance and urgency
, traditional and simple, far and near, vertical and horizontal, odd and straight, surplus and deficiency, virtual and real, life and death, existence and non-existence, yin and yang, reincarnation, except for the last posture, all of them came to life at the tip of the spear, coupled with the elusive and erratic movement.
, so that the soldiers following him could only see a spear like a messenger of darkness, but no human figure.
Guns are like gods, people are like demons.
Liuyunzhan's figure was like moving clouds and flowing water, as graceful as an immortal, which formed a sharp contrast with the ferocious arctic monsters around him. He secretly glanced at Li Luo in front of him and Gu Lianglei, who was not far away from him, and Liuyunzhan suddenly gave birth to a thought.
With a desire to win, he raised his long sword and slid into the enemy formation. He actually crossed the line of the armored cavalry and broke in alone. Yan was so anxious that he only had time to shout, but in an instant, Liu Yun
Zhan's figure was obscured by the monsters and strangers under Black Sword and Bai Dao. Even if he looked for it, he might not be able to find him for a while.
Yan Xin was very confused. Liuyunzhan had always been unwilling to be in the limelight. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was lazy. What happened tonight? Why did she jump out of the formation and break into the enemy camp alone? When the Chinese cavalry officers saw this, they also
Surprised, some soldiers shouted loudly for Liuyunzhan to come back. It is true that skilled people are brave, but it is not as easy as they say to take the head of an enemy general among thousands of troops. The right time, place and people are missing.
No, only Mu Kuo death guards like Li Yuanxi who were born for assassination dare to wait for opportunities to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. Otherwise, even a strong martial artist like Li Luo Lengbing would not want to be in a situation surrounded by enemies.
.This is the difference between martial arts masters and military lieutenants. If a soldier rebels against the formation, he will be punished according to military law, which can range from a stick to a serious beheading. Especially in Mu Tianlang's army, military law is still very important. Because of military law in the beginning,
, Hucha Dongchan didn’t know how many times he had been beaten with sticks.
The soldiers were cursing secretly in their hearts, but they were also anxious. Among all the Dagan Jianghu masters, if they were to say who the Chinese cavalry officers liked the most, Liuyunzhan would definitely be ranked among the top three. Compared to Yan Xin, who was quiet and indifferent,
Liuyunzhan was still more approachable. However, no soldiers rushed forward to drag her back from the enemy camp. It was not that they were unwilling, but that they did not dare. On the battlefield, a single move can affect the whole body. Once there is a gap in the formation, there will be no more
If you want to block it, you have to use your life to fill it.
Even though Yan Xin and others were less in the army, they all wanted to get this truth. They were so anxious that they couldn't do anything for a while. Yan Xin was even more anxious and angry, and he didn't know why the junior sister who usually didn't show off her skills was so uncontrollable.
The sudden shouts were quickly dispersed by the roars of the monsters and the shouts of the soldiers. Li Luo, who was at the front of the formation, didn't seem to hear it. Only Gu Lianglei looked over here, slightly surprised.
Don't know what happened.
Of course, Liuyunzhan, who was deep in the enemy camp, knew that this was inappropriate, but she didn't know why. She suddenly wanted to be willful and ignore it. When she broke into the enemy camp, she was surrounded by monsters and aliens from the far north, and the pressure suddenly increased.
She didn't regret it when she grew older. Instead, her eyes became brighter. The sword in her hand seemed to have life, and this life was given to the long sword in her hand by her. When she left the far north underground, the mysterious man's warning slowly came from her heart.
It flows through the river. In fact, the sword is the sword and the heart is the heart. Forcing sword practice to be the heart is actually a lonely road. The higher you go, the narrower the road. Although there is a chance to reach the sky, life is short, why bother?
It's so hard, practice swordsmanship when you should practice swordsmanship, and use your heart when you should use your heart.