What Xie Xicheng had to face was not a scimitar and two scimitars, but he only had a black thread knife. Among countless scimitars, the black thread knife clashed back and forth like a dragon. How many people holding scimitars were chopped to the ground by this black thread knife.

But when manpower is finally in poverty, he comes with the heart to die. If nothing unexpected happens, he will die, and the one who takes him to die will be a scimitar.

The scimitar came towards him, and the person holding the knife was Dama Le.

The moment when the knife hit Xie Xicheng, a big hand grabbed Xie Xicheng's clothes. Xie Xicheng only felt that his body was lifted up suddenly. It was a feeling that a child was lifted up by an adult casually, and then he flew backwards.

At this time, the fierce battle was fierce, and Xie Xicheng was surrounded by black warriors, with shouts of killing in his ears, and all he saw in his eyes were enemies, so he could not find any changes behind him. Even if there was one, he would not think much, full of desire to die.

There is no time to think about and judge.

But he flew out, and saw the slender but strong man stepping by. That step was hell on earth. The person who was taking steps was in the world, and the person who was one step away from the man went to hell.

Malaysians die.

If you want to die, the one who takes Xie Xicheng to death will inevitably be a scimitar. If you want to die, the one who takes Damashen to death will inevitably be a scimitar.

Besides, that's such a unique black thread knife.

The head of the Malaysian leather flew into the air after the black sword light passed by. His scimitar was accumulating power, but when he encountered this black thread knife, the so-called accumulation of power was really not worth mentioning. His force was like gravel, and the force on the black thread knife was like a mountain.

Xie Xicheng didn't see who that person was at the first time, and just felt that this person was extremely majestic and majestic.

Then he saw the man pointing forward with a bloody black-line knife: "Fighting soldiers, attack!"

"call!"

It was a call for advance that could break through the nine heavens.

Then one by one, the Daning soldiers wearing black armor rushed over Xie Xicheng. It was at this moment that Xie Xicheng recognized who the man who killed the black general was.

"General!"

Xie Xicheng shouted, and the passion in his heart instantly surged.

Shen Leng leaned over and picked up Xie Xicheng's black thread knife, threw it back and threw it over. Xie Xicheng grabbed it. Shen Leng looked at Xie Xicheng and asked, "Brother, can you still kill it?"

Xie Xicheng was filled with blood and held the black line knife tightly: "You can kill!"

Shen Leng looked up and said, "Can you kill Qianbu?"

Xie Xicheng shouted in a hoarse voice: "You can kill!"

Shen Leng nodded, turned to face the Black Martial Army on the mountain road, and strode forward: "Follow me."

Wang Kuohai, who was already the commander of the army, rushed to Shen Leng with a huge shield high, and flanked by Shen Leng. Seeing this, Xie Xicheng accelerated forward and followed Shen Leng on the other side. He and Wang Kuohai, one with a shield and the other with a knife, one with the left and one with the right, was the edge, and Shen Leng was the sharp.

The bloody journey from the mountain road was going upwards. Wang Kuohai became more excited and prouder as he killed him. How long has it been? How long has it been since he followed General Shen to kill his enemy like this? When he felt that he was the god of killing.

"Enter!"

Wang Kuohai's unique and thick voice exploded in the night, so the soldiers' crushing speed began to get faster and faster. They were all soldiers trained by Wang Kuohai, and they also had a kind of passionate blood like Shen Leng. Wang Kuohai was Shen Leng.

It came out, so every soldier he brought out seemed to be marked with a cold mark on it.

"General!"

Wang Kuohai followed Shen Leng, strode forward and shouted: "After fighting this battle, please transfer me back to be your personal soldier."

Chen Leng cut the black warrior in front of him into two pieces with a knife, and looked at Wang Kuohai with a tilted head, "Outstanding! If you don't do a good general, why do you become a personal soldier?"

Wang Kuohai followed Chen Leng's steps and said with a smile: "What's the best thing about being a general? You are a virtuous person with the general. If I don't care, I'll just be foolish. Anyway, I won't care if I see you this time. I will go wherever you go."

Chen Leng said: "I don't want to be a general. What have you learned over the years?"

"How to stand beside the general after learning!"

Wang Kuohai said loudly: "After learning the direction the General's Black Line Knife pointed, I, Wang Kuohai, rushed forward with my head raised!"

Chen Leng swept across with a knife, and two heads flew up. Someone attacked from the side and was knocked away by Wang Kuohai with a shield. Xie Xicheng looked at Chen Leng swing his sword forward on the other side. Seeing Wang Kuohai's excitement, he suddenly remembered what General Meng Chang'an said... The people brought out by Chen Leng will always regard themselves as Chen Leng's soldiers, just like the Naval Division in the Nanping River back then.

Joining the army and following the general is a blessing to join the army.

The three of them were arrows, and a blood line was created. The Daning soldiers who followed closely followed kept expanding the blood line. The fighting on the mountain road was not fair from the beginning. The black warriors pressed down from the mountain with the advantage of the geographical advantage, but they did not show the advantage of the geographical advantage. Instead, they were pressed by the Ning army up the mountain as if they were in a low-lying place.

Icefield Palace.

Chen Ran's voice on the platform on the second floor was already hoarse. The white cavalry outside the palace attacked forward like crazy. Even if they were arrows like dense rain, they could not suppress the white cavalry. There were many people who died, but there were also many people near the Ice Field Palace. Without Zeng Xuer, there was no undead contract. The highest-ranking Pu Yue forced them to keep pushing forward, no matter what kind of people in front of them, the people behind them were just squeezed forward.

There is only one great sword master sent by the Jianmen this time, called topology. In terms of strength, the great sword master who came this time is second only to the great worship of the Undevoured Deed. This man has a good relationship with Pu Yue, but he is not a flatterer. He has always been cold and does not look down on anyone, but looks at everyone the same. However, Pu Yue's sword skills make him feel that this young man is terrible. He has made friends with swords. The two of them often fight in private. Although they will lose to Pu Yue every time, they never have the idea of ​​admitting defeat.

"Young Master, is it inappropriate to fight like this?"

Topology looked at Pu Yue and asked.

Pu Yue shook her head: "If you fight like this, you should understand me. I never want to give the initiative to your opponent or enemy. You often compete with me. If you are gentler, I will let you once or twice, but I will not give in and try my best every time. You should understand that my sword is my way of being a human being. I dare not fight because I am afraid of the so-called princess of Ningguo, but he was wrong. Such fear will only make Ningren unscrupulous. On the other hand, if this woman is in our hands, Ningren who should be afraid of, and we should be unscrupulous."

After thinking about the topology, it seems to make sense.

He didn't think it was wrong to do the Undead Creation before. Black Martial Arts can no longer have a big battle. In this world, Ning can only fight with Black Martial Arts, so the battle between Black Martial Arts will still lose. One goes up and the other goes down, which is a fixed number. Therefore, it is right for the Undead Creation to not fight, but Pu Yue's words made the topological brain.

The next time it became bright, he felt that what Pu Yue was right.

"That woman's sword skills are too strong."

Topology thought about it for a while and said, "I should not be the opponent."

"I am."

Pu Yue said in a plain tone: "The matter of breaking through the Ice Field Palace, and the matter of catching Qin Sè is left to you, and the matter of catching Chen Chayan is my."

Topology nodded: "Okay."

At this moment, there was a sudden chaos behind them, and the shouts of killing sounded from behind. When Topo Top turned around, he saw a group of black-armored Ningmen below who had already come up along the mountain road. At first, he thought it was the hundreds of Ningmen closest to this place, but now he saw clearly that the Ningmen seemed to have less troops than them.

"Ningjun reinforcements have arrived."

"Yeah, I saw it."

After a moment of silence, Pu Yue said, "The plan has changed. Now it seems that it is not impossible to use human lives to break through the Iceland Palace. You go behind the scenes and block Ningren's attack. I will go in and catch people."

Topology nodded, turned around and walked towards the fighting place behind.

Pu Yue has the deepest understanding of topology sword skills. They can compete for each other every month, so he is not worried about anything. The mountain road is narrow. Although Ningren's offensive is very strong, it is not easy for Ningren to come in as long as he guards the gate of the Iceland Palace. There are a lot of people, but not enough to carry out, and it depends on the small situation of fighting. There are not many people at the gate, so it is a small situation. The soldiers in this range are far inferior to those of Jianghu. The disciples of Jianmen are definitely stronger than those of soldiers.

If there is a topology, a man is the pass, and Ning army has thousands of people, he will ask whether the terrain is agreed or whether the sword of the topology is agreed or not.

As long as Chen Chayan was captured, Pu Yue didn't care whether the thousands of white cavalry here would die. He didn't feel sorry for him if they all died. It could cause Heiwu and Ning to fight again. What's the point of dying these white cavalry? It was not an army that obeyed him by his orders.

But soon Pu Yue felt something was wrong, and the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer. It seemed that Ning Ren quickly broke through the city gate's defense line, but how could this be possible? The topology sword was shaking there, who could pass by at will.

"Be careful, young master!"

Someone shouted behind Puyue, and Puyue immediately turned around, and then saw a round thing hitting him. He immediately dodged and avoided it. The thing fell to the ground and made a muffled sound. When he looked again, Puyue's eyes suddenly opened wide... It was the head of the topology that had just left not long ago.

Then Pu Yue saw a Ning man coming with a knife. The knife... was the knife that killed life.

After seeing the sword, Pu Yue's eyes suddenly opened wide. With his strength, he could naturally see how terrifying the sword was. The Great Sword Master of the Black Martial Sword Sect could not block it, and even the other party might not have blocked a single sword.

On the platform on the second floor, Chen Ran couldn't help but stand up the moment he saw the Black Armor Ning Army breaking into the Ice Field City, and his excited face changed.

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Chen Ran shouted at the top of his throat.

"Has Meng Chang'an arrived?"

Qinsè shouted not far away, her voice full of expectation.

"no."

Master Cha stood there and looked at the familiar figure in the distance, with his mouth rising.

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Chapter completed!