Big Mac led three hundred black cavalry to charge all the way behind Wang Yu. As for the remaining people, they dispersed to various places to deal with the remaining peripheral forces in Sword City.
Three hundred black riders, the men and horses were silent, and the long sword exuded a cold battlefield atmosphere in the dusk.
The leader of the generals is a giant man wearing heavy black armor, holding a door-door knife weighing hundreds of kilograms, with black horses, black armor and black swords, echoing each other with the three hundred black cavalry, which is suffocating.
Zhu Yuyan, Fan Qinghui, and Tong Yuan were all guarding Wang Yu, and their auras were extremely chaotic.
Black cavalry, this is Wang Yu's real trump card, and it is also his final confidence in dealing with Daocheng. These three thousand black cavalry alone, if placed in a place suitable for charging on the plain, are enough to destroy the knife grinding hall.
"kill!"
After confessing every word, Wang Yu's face remained calm.
Many things, once you get used to them, will naturally become nothing. But how to get used to them? If you do them more, you will naturally get used to them.
Big Mac did not take action himself, but blocked Nangong Ba's retreat without leaving any trace. Xing Tian alone could not guarantee that Nangong Ba would be able to definitely keep Nangong Ba's back.
In fact, Nangong Badao had no idea of retreating. Even if he knew that he might die, what could he do? He still had no idea of retreat.
The sword wielder is indomitable, lonely and strong. He would rather break it in battle than rust in the tomb.
What's more, his relatives and the sect he wants to protect are all here.
If he ran away like this, maybe he could survive, but in fact, he would be considered dead.
Perhaps, this is his way.
Nangong Badao's broadsword was in his hand, and a silver light flashed across it. On the blade, a biting cold light suddenly appeared, and a wave of pressure instantly forced everyone except Xingtian to move back. Even the Big Mac
I was also frightened for a while.
A gust of wind blew by, and the sharp sword light accompanied by the roaring heat wave rolled up a cloud of dust and flew away into the sky.
"Come on, Xing Tian, I want to see what you, the so-called God of Fury, are capable of!"
Nangong Badao had been in seclusion before and didn't know much about Xingtian, a rising star on the Dragon and Tiger list.
However, when Nan Liwu invited Nangong Badao out, he must give him a brief introduction to the situation present. This naturally included Xingtian's situation.
However, the title of God of Furious War was never given by Xing Tian to himself, but came from his enemies' fear of him.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The terrifying roar was like thunder that instantly exploded across the sky and the earth.
The space was directly shattered, and a large number of shock waves formed a terrifying storm, which also ran rampant in the world. Those below the Grandmaster level could not even get close to a certain range where these two people were fighting.
If you are not strong enough and get too close to the fighting range of these two people, you may run the risk of being harmed.
"snort!"
Xing Tian was full of fighting spirit, and a master like Nangong Badao who dared to face him head-on was indeed in line with his taste.
At this time, Xingtian was like an ancient ferocious beast bathed in violent thunder. Amidst the cold snort, he swung his big ax violently, extremely arrogantly.
“Deng Deng Deng!!!”
Nangong Badao's body kept retreating.
He groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xing Tian is very strong, but he is also very young. Looking at that young face, but his strength is so strong, Nangong Badao even wonders if he is a little old?
However, as soon as this idea emerged, he killed it immediately.
In fact, he doesn't have much envy of Xing Tian's youth. These warriors who specialize in external skills and constantly temper their bodies on the battlefield do have their unique advantages, and they can improve their strength to a level in the shortest possible time.
An unimaginable situation.
However, everything in this world has its pros and cons.
Although Xingtian is powerful at this time, when Xingtian reaches his Nangong Badao age, it will be impossible to stay in this state. Being able to barely stay at the god level is already an extremely rare thing.
But what is Nangong Ba's current state? It will be at least eight or nine years or even more than ten years. If he does not make a breakthrough, his physical condition will begin to decline.
This is still Nangong Ba Dao. If it is a relatively healthy cultivation method such as Taoism, these people will even have a harder time than the turtle!
If Xing Tian was as old as Nangong Ba Dao now, it would be difficult for Xing Tian to be qualified to compete with Nangong Ba Dao.
The screams kept coming from his ears, and Nangong Badao certainly knew who the owner of these sounds was!
Every time these screams resounded, Nangong Badao's heart felt as if it was bleeding. Nangong Badao was a person of flesh and blood. These people here are either his direct descendants or his disciples and grandchildren.
, these are some of the people closest to him, but Nangong Badao can only watch them leave him one by one, but there is no way.
Since breaking through to the realm of heaven and man, this is the first time that Nangong Badao has felt such a powerless feeling.
"You are Old Man Wang's grandson!"
"That old man Wang is so lucky!"
After being beaten back, Nangong Badao was not in a hurry to take action again. Instead, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Wang Yu, seeming to overlap Wang Yu with the figure of someone in his impression.
Nangong Badao is indeed a figure of Grandpa Wang Yu's generation. Even though the two are from the same generation, Nangong Badao is actually much older than Grandpa Wang Yu.
"I've met my uncle!"
Although he has been regarded as a dead person in his mind, the other party is a heaven-level master after all, and he was once a hero. What can you do if you give him some respect?
"Oh, you still remember!"
"Then you should understand that given the relationship between your family and mine, this shouldn't be the case!" Nangong Badao said in a rare soft tone.
Yes, in fact, this is already a sign of submission for Nangong Badao.
In his entire life, Nangong Badao, except for the old prince, has never been submissive to anyone else.
Even though the incident with Longhushan was clearly his son's problem, Nangong Badao wouldn't care if Longhushan taught his son a lesson, and would only blame his son for not living up to expectations.
But his bottom line is his life. When his son has an accident, no matter who is at fault on either side, even if his son is really guilty, Nangong Badao will only choose a fight.
This is a person who has just reached the extreme.
However, today he actually gave in again.
For the sake of his children and grandchildren, and for the sake of his disciples and grandchildren, he once again gave in, even though it made him more uncomfortable than killing him!