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Chapter 1331 Sweep

It's still late at night, and the cold silver moon hangs in the sky.

The watery moonlight turned away, and sharp sounds of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the dead night.

The old man in black robes suddenly shrank his eyes and shouted coldly: "Enemy attack!"

Enemy attack! The silent tower immediately erupted with dull sounds, and hundreds of men in black opened their eyes and looked to the sky.

"Formation!" Below the city tower, a famous general waved his sword and formed a formation, ready to fight at any time.

At the end of the sky, flying sand and dust are seen rising from the ground in an endless stream.

Bang bang! The ground trembled in vain. Even standing on the tower, the old man in black robe noticed the shaking of the tower.

The old man in black robe looked up and saw bright silver light flashing from the end of the horizon, and tall and powerful silver-armored cavalry appeared.

Killing intent, endless killing intent permeated the silver-armored cavalry, and the surrounding temperature also dropped by several points.

"Silver-armored cavalry!" The old man in black robe whispered, with a look of fear in his eyes. He was invincible in every battle. This cavalry was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Hearing this, hundreds of men in black lined up in formation with swords in hand, their expressions extremely solemn.

"Attack! Attack!" shouted the old man in black robe, the city tower opened wide, and hundreds of thousands of troops rushed out of the city.

At the same time, hundreds of men in black appeared on the city tower, and sharp sword rainbows suddenly appeared. The dense sword rainbows covered the sky and earth with a radius of several thousand feet, and came out, passing by the army, until they reached the sky above the silver-armored cavalry.

"Although the Silver Armored Cavalry is strong, its cultivation is not as good as mine. We only need to kill the enemy general!"

"The formation of the Silver Armored Cavalry will be chaotic. At that time, this ragtag group will have a slight chance of defeating the Silver Armored Cavalry!"

The black-robed old man's eyes were uncertain, and the sword in his hand brought out a flood of sword energy, which merged into one. At this moment, the night was as bright as day.

Bang bang! A rainbow of swords suddenly appeared, but the momentum of the silver armored cavalry was not affected, and instead they charged forward.

"Kill!" Millions of silver-armored cavalry roared upwards, throwing their spears out.

Whoosh! The spears shot out in unison, without any resistance, and immediately tore the sword rainbow into pieces.

Dressed in white and standing on a tall war horse, Ye Fanbai stood with his hands behind his hands. Even as the war horse below him ran wildly, he seemed to be standing on flat ground, his body not moving at all.

"The power of the Demon Palace!" Ye Fanbai looked at the tower and whispered.

"Death!" Ye Fanbai jumped up with both feet. The war horse below let out a mournful cry.

Phew! Ye Fanbai's figure was like a rainbow, and he rushed into the enemy army, with millions of silver-armored cavalry following closely behind.

The tall war horse rushed forward, and the enemy troops blocking the front were directly thrown away. The war hooves fell, and screams were heard one after another.

Wherever the silver-armored cavalry touched, the enemy troops were routed. This was not a battle of the same level at all.

"Deacon, what should we do? With the strength of our army, we cannot withstand the attack of the Silver Armored Cavalry. If this continues, the counties we finally defeated will fall again."

A well-respected man in black spoke, his tone a little hasty.

"Do you mean to retreat?" the black-robed old man shouted coldly: "We will fight to the death. Anyone who retreats will be dealt with according to the palace rules."

Phew! Before the old man in black robe could finish his words, an inexplicable chill appeared in his heart. The old man in black robe suddenly raised his head and looked up, only to see a young man appearing on the tower.

The young man stood with his hands behind his hands, dressed in white clothes like snow. His long hair was fluttering in the wind behind him.

Seeing this figure, the black-robed old man's eyes shrank again. Although he didn't notice any powerful fluctuations in cultivation on the young man, he had a creepy feeling, "Are you Ye Fanbai?"

"Should I feel honored to be able to enter the Demon Palace's Dharma Eyes?" Ye Fanbai said with a half-smile, not afraid of the menacing hundreds of men in black.

"I heard that you and I both use swords?" The old man in black robe said hoarsely: "I just don't know if your sword is faster than the Japanese sword?"

The moment the words came out, the old man in black robe suddenly raised his right hand that was holding the hilt of the sword, and was about to draw the sword unexpectedly, but a bright flash of light overwhelmed his sight.

Bang! A dull sound sounded, and the body of the old man in black robe was thrown away and hit the ancient city wall. Eye-catching blood drops splashed in the air, which was shocking.

Puff! A delicate knife appeared between the eyebrows of the old man in black robes. The blood flowed endlessly. The old man in black robes had no chance of survival.

"I don't know if I will be faster than the Japanese sword, but I know that my sword will be faster than your sword." Ye Fanbai said lightly, and his figure retreated. At the same time, dozens of sword rainbows appeared in front of him.

Where you were standing before.

Whoosh! Under the inky night sky, bright streaks of blood appeared.

In successive battles, countless strong men died under Ye Fanbai's sword, and Ye Fanbai's sword skills were piled up by countless corpses and seas of blood.

Kill! Kill! Kill! The sound of killing rose into the sky all around, and it was not until dawn that the sound of killing disappeared.

Standing on the tower, Ye Fanbai looked down at the sea of ​​blood below, turned around, and said calmly: "The whole army moves forward!"

Bang bang! Millions of silver-armored cavalry surged forward like a torrent. When the first ray of dawn fell between heaven and earth, millions of silver-armored cavalry completely disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Only at this time did the citizens of the county dare to leave the city. They looked at the mountains of corpses with horror on their faces, and the awe of the silver-armored cavalry in their hearts deepened a lot. "The empire's silver-armored cavalry are invincible.

Invincible!"

The silver-armored cavalry and the soldiers were like tigers, wolves, and lions. Wherever they passed, rivers of blood flowed.

The so-called Sword God Alliance collapsed under the two armies.

After regaining the lost ground, the army led by Ye Fanbai and Ye Pojun approached the Sword God Empire. After Meng Tian, ​​the offensive of the Huangfeng Kingdom army became more and more fierce, and they were invincible.

The good news was conveyed to Luoxia Imperial Capital through the void. Standing in the courtyard,

Looking at the second dream in the courtyard, he said, "The era of great unification is coming!"

Standing in the courtyard, his eyes were still so blank.

The second dream was to sit in the courtyard, with green-white jade fingers plucking silver strings, circling gracefully over the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, catkins fluttering in the wind fell towards the courtyard one after another, as if being pulled by the sound of the piano.

"Bold!" A loud voice sounded in the imperial palace, and at the same time, a majestic trend emerged in the sky.

Sheathing the sword, Mu Chen kicked off his feet and appeared next to the second dream like a ghost, protecting the second dream behind him.

Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually became louder, and a majestic pressure roared down from the sky, covering the entire courtyard.

"What's going on?" Ye Wushuang's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked up into the sky, only to see streaks of light appearing in the originally blue sky, and then the void shattered and turbulence surged.

Thick black mist appeared in the turbulence, and then a figure shrouded in black robes appeared.

"The forces of the Demon Palace!" Ye Wu's eyes changed and he shouted: "The enemy is attacking!"

Bang bang! A series of dull sounds suddenly sounded in the imperial palace, and a strong breath rushed into the sky.

Rays of sword light shuttled between the buildings of the Sword Palace and gathered in the sky above the courtyard.

Except for the powerful warriors who went on the expedition, the other martial arts warriors were all stationed in the imperial palace.

"Prime Minister!" Several martial artists whispered, looking up to the sky with solemn expressions: "Is this a warrior from the Demon Palace?"

"Well!" Ye Wushuang stepped out and looked up at the sky coldly, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes, why the warriors from the Demon Palace forces suddenly appeared in the Luoxia Imperial Capital.

"This is not a place where you are so outrageous, you are seeking death!" The previous scolding sounded again, and a red light appeared in the void. In an instant, an overwhelming sea of ​​​​fire emerged, turning the void into a fiery red.

The fire unicorn emerged from the sea of ​​fire with an expression of indifference.

At the previous moment, he immediately noticed the aura of the Demon Palace, but he did not expect that the Demon Palace would be so bold and dare to appear in Luoxia, the imperial capital.

"Bold, tsk tsk, Fire Qilin doesn't know how the origin is restored?"

"If you regain the strength you had in your heyday, you can still say the word boldly."

"It's just that now, you are not like this."

A voice full of teasing sounded in the sky, "Brother Zhu Xiao, what do you think?"

"Brother Rocky, the lion of the past has lost its former majesty. It can only be pretentious."

"If it was the fire unicorn of the past, how could it give us time to talk nonsense!" Two figures appeared in the turbulent flow, and the men in black standing aside immediately retreated to both sides, with extremely respectful expressions.,.

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