Zhang Yange, who was originally an enemy, gave Xu Fengnian a thumbs up.
"He is a good master."
Hearing Zhang Yange's compliment, the Northern Liang King couldn't help but laugh.
By this time, the sixty-four riders had turned into more than two hundred riders.
Zhang Yange didn't bother to count anymore.
There were no less than two hundred golden-armored knights in the Qintian Prison, and the densely packed golden-armored knights began to charge collectively with guns in hand. The large area of golden light that came into view made people feel like they were in the majestic heaven.
Even though he was a mile away, Cao Changqing's face was reflected in gold. He squinted his eyes and said softly, "It's a pity that there are not many people who are lucky enough to see this scene except a few of us."
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Deng Tai'a nodded in agreement, "Thinking back to those times when I saw others challenging Wang Xianzhi in Emperor Wu's City, or when others saw me, Deng Tai'a, climbing the stairs, they all felt a little eclipsed."
Zhang Yange stood there like a wall of copper and iron, which could not be shaken by thousands of troops.
More than two hundred heavenly soldiers and generals wearing golden armor, bravely smashed into pieces one after another without fear of death. The dense thunder could not be heard, and when they gathered together, there was a real illusion that people in the world could hear the thunder in the sky.
Many martial arts masters who were closely following Qin Tianjian's movements had to retreat back.
It's not that no one wanted to persevere, but these masters were horrified to find that they began to bleed from all their orifices, and their hands were covered with blood when they touched them casually.
But Zhang Yange, standing in the eye of the storm, looked like a normal person.
Those two hundred riders smashed themselves into powder.
After a while, there were more than 400 riders!
These more than 400 knights in golden armor charged Zhang Yange from the left and right sides at the Qintian Prison Gate.
The light is dazzling, just like the sun rising over the East China Sea.
A red sun rises from Qintian Prison.
The sun rises in the east.
Even the people in Tai'an City were attracted by this thrilling scene and looked up one after another.
And Zhang Yange was finally hit by those golden armored cavalry and staggered.
If it were against the elite cavalry in the world, it would be no less than a thousand and six armor piercings.
The White Deer Immortal who transformed into a rainbow will not give Zhang Yange any chance. More than 400 riders have already arrived.
A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of Zhang Yange's mouth.
I didn't expect that I almost capsized here, and there were still some waves.
"Zhang Yange, Senior Li passed away five days ago. He left very freely and without any regrets." Cao Changqing said suddenly.
Zhang Yange and Xu Fengnian turned around together, but neither of them knew about it.
During this time, Zhang Yange was busy fighting with Wang Xianzhi and then planning to close the Tianmen, so he didn't do anything else at all.
But I didn’t expect Li Jianshen to be gone...
Zhang Yange was stunned for a moment when he heard the news. When Nangong saw this, he wanted to help Zhang Yange block the next impact. Zhang Yange said to Nangong who was blocking him, "I can do it!"
Zhang Yange raised his head and took a look. He didn't know where Li Jianshen would go if he died.
Will he see Lupao'er, whom he has felt guilty for half his life and missed for half his life?
Thinking of that trip along the way, Zhang Yange always felt that something needed to be done!
He turned to Xu Fengnian and said, "You go first!"
"Yeah." Xu Fengnian also looked sad at this time.
But he has also gotten used to the feeling of losing a loved one.
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Xu Fengnian made a move that was unbelievable to even the immortals. He put the sword back into its sheath. Then he opened his arms and raised them suddenly.
rise!
As Xu Fengnian raised his arm.
There was another sword rain in Tai'an City.
That time, heavy rain fell from the sky.
It was suspected that the thunder was loud and the raindrops were small. Hundreds of thousands of flying swords fell in the rain without hurting anyone. After falling to the ground earlier and seemingly dissipating, they have quietly gathered near Qintian Prison.
This time, from the earth to the sky.
It turns out that if you want to kill, kill the immortal.
After a sword rain, four
More than a hundred knights in golden armor disappeared into thin air, leaving only a cracked bean on the ground.
Zhang Yange reached out and picked up the beans.
The bean was struggling crazily among Zhang Yange, and the immortal riding the white deer was a little anxious at this time. Seeing this, Zhang Yange rushed with golden light, and the bean no longer resisted.
He lay obediently in Zhang Yange's hand.
Zhang Yange took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The immortal riding the white deer vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Zhang Yange put the beans in his arms and pulled out the Zhuxian Sword.
The sword is in the starting position!
He only had a three-foot sword in his life, and he could kill dragons wherever they appeared.
Zhang Yange does not have two sleeves of green snakes.
All he has is the black dragon with his sword.
However, the old man in sheepskin fur was extremely satisfied after seeing it. He felt that someone had inherited his swordsmanship.
Even if you don’t have any disciples, it’s still great!
A century ago, there was only one person in this vast world.
After a while, the word "Daxueping Sword" came.
The young swordsman unveiled his sword, and it was Yu Jian who laughed across Guangling.
The old man's last battle was to break through three thousand armors with one sword on the bank of Guangling River!
You are stunning when you enter the world, and you are cool when you leave the world.
This is Li Chungang.
For thousands of years, Li Chungang, Cao Changqing, and Deng Tai'a were the only people whose swordsmanship could rival Lu Zu's. Their eyes widened almost at the same time. Even these two land gods were also a little confused and shocked.
They could vaguely see an old man with sheepskin fur standing next to Zhang Yange. This time, he appeared different from the warriors Zhang Yange had trained before.
This time, it’s a resemblance!
But this time the sheepskin-fur old man had no intention of drawing out his sword. Instead, he looked at the Zhuxian Sword on Zhang Yan's singer.
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Xu Fengnian's eyes were slightly red, and her mouth opened a few times, but she still didn't make a sound.
Zhang Yange had no intention of speaking, and handed the Immortal Killing Sword outward!
Like a flood bursting its banks, like a big river running east to west.
Li Chungang's figure gradually disappeared, his eyes full of nostalgia and excitement, and finally said softly, "For hundreds of years, I have been in the world, Li Chungang, with Wang Xianzhi taking over, and now you and Xu Fengnian... It's okay not to drink..."
Before Li Chungang completely dissipated, Zhang Yange's Immortal Killing Sword directly pierced them both!
It turned out that the immortal was just a cover-up, and the real key point was the white deer.
But Zhang Yange doesn’t care whether he is a human or a deer!
At the last moment, the white deer actually said, "Zhang Yange, let me go! Let me go back to heaven, and I will never come back again!"
This immortal, who should be Master Qi Xuan frame's uncle according to his seniority, actually begged for mercy at the last moment.
Zhang Yange didn't want to talk nonsense and drew the Immortal Killing Sword.
The White Deer and the Immortal both turned into dust. After the White Deer Immortal died, a fierce golden light erupted directly, "Zhang Yange, I am in a state of despair, and I will never let you have an easy time."
Zhang Yange also shone with golden light.
Their two golden lights collided.
In the end, Zhang Yange's golden light directly overwhelmed the golden light of the White Deer Immortal. He originally thought about holding Zhang Yange as his back before he died, but now it seems that it was just wishful thinking.
Zhang Yange raised his head and glanced at Li Yuaxe in mid-air.
He sat cross-legged, the mahogany sword behind him shaking.