Yousha is a very scheming person, otherwise he would not have become the leader of the Blood Clothes Guards and was deeply trusted by Beichen Ji. Although he had murderous intentions in his heart, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he showed his body and said in a neither yin nor yang manner:
"Marquis Zhenwu's methods are outstanding, and he is indeed a figure who embodies Zhenwu's will."
Li Xing's figure also appeared, and he said calmly: "Thank you, Commander Yousha is the master. Otherwise, I wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come here to invite you."
This sentence was very useful to Yousha, and he thought to himself: Even if this person has gathered the will of martial arts, he is still at the third level of spiritual training, seven levels behind me. It is still difficult to surpass me."
The two flew quickly and arrived at Beiyue County the next day. Above the military camp, two bright divine lights descended, and Jiulixiong came out to greet them. When he saw Yousha, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared.
, stepped forward to greet him with a smile.
Li Xingxiang introduced him: "This is the top master of the young sect master, the leader of the blood-clothed guards, You Sha. He is here to help us kill the powerful enemy."
"I have heard the name for a long time, and it is like thunder in my ears. The young general has met the commander-in-chief." Jiulixiong was very polite.
In fact, the Blood Clothes Guard is just a private organization established by Beichenji. It has been developing secretly and has not been exposed. Therefore, Yousha has no official position. Jiulixiong does not need to be polite to him. But his behavior today is not like his previous personality and is a bit abnormal.
Yousha nodded slightly at Jiulixiong's compliment and said: "Master said that someone brought an army of 200,000 to surrender to Zhenwuhou. I think it must be you, Jiulixiong?"
Jiulixiong's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said, "It's the young general."
Yousha frowned, as if remembering something: "There once was a master in Tianchen Kingdom named Jiulikong. What is your relationship with him?"
Jiulixiong shook his head: "Young general doesn't know Jiulikong, nor does he know who he is."
Yousha said calmly: "Jiulikong, he was once a figure in the tenth level of spiritual training, but he was killed by me."
Jiulixiong said "Oh" and said: "It seems that this person is really unwise and actually goes against the commander."
Yousha ignored him and said to Li Xing, "Do you know the identity of that god?"
"It's not clear yet, but the opponent's swordsmanship is very good. When he activated it, he aroused the murderous intent of heaven and earth. He must have practiced heaven-level skills." Li Xing recalled the scene at that time.
Yousha disagreed and said coldly: "No matter who he is, as long as he is not a mage, he is already dead!" His tone was extremely arrogant.
Li Xing hurriedly said: "Exactly, he is definitely not the leader of his opponent." But he thought in his heart, "That man's swordsmanship is extremely strong. This Yousha will never be able to kill the opponent. It's best to injure both sides."
Yousha was not idle. After arriving at the military camp, he kept walking around and observing the training of soldiers. Jiulixiong was very good at training soldiers. All his soldiers were extremely loyal, brave and good at fighting.
The core of an army is the general. Every soldier has a raging army, and a den of generals is raging. The soldiers led by famous generals often have a special temperament, and that kind of temperament is called the soul of the army.
Undoubtedly, the soldiers led by Jiulixiong also possess this kind of military spirit.
The more You Sha watched, the more frightened he became, thinking: Although Zhen Wuhou is his master's subordinate, he has now begun to develop his strength. Looking at this trend, it won't be long before he will have a powerful force under his command.
Look down upon.
After recruiting troops, recruiting rebels and other rectification measures, Jiulixiong had 250,000 soldiers under his command. Among them, there were 20,000 national soldiers, including 4,000 ten-level warriors. There were more than 180,000 warriors, including 8,000 ten-level warriors. The remaining
The 60,000 ordinary soldiers each have their own strengths and are mainly responsible for logistics and supplies.
The 250,000-strong army has its own division of labor. Soldiers of the same strength level are grouped together and assigned to corresponding combat tasks. When Jiulixiong fights, he always uses good steel on the blade to maximize its lethality.
Moreover, soldiers practice on their own during peacetime and receive military training on a regular basis. They live a leisurely life. Once wartime comes, they immediately become brave warriors, thus practicing both combat and combat, and their overall strength is improving all the time.
For example, among the four thousand warriors of the country, someone may break through at any time and become a half-step god, and then become a god. The eight thousand tenth level warriors may also break through at any time.
Of course, as an alchemist, Li Xing is already preparing to refine a large number of elixirs to help those who are qualified to break through. As long as he is willing, more national warriors and gods will be born.
Two days later, Li Xing, who was patrolling the border, finally discovered the enemy. He immediately notified the army to prepare for battle. Yousha was nearby, but he just hid his figure and said, "I feel it, he is in front."
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Li Xingdao: "Everything is thanks to the commander. Only the commander can compete with such a strong opponent."
"Leave this person to me!" Yousha's tone contained a bloodthirsty fighting spirit, and he immediately flew away.
Pingjiang Marquis brought an army of 150,000 people and marched toward Beiyue County in a mighty manner. With the help of Jian Xingtian, he believed that the battle would be won, because Li Xing could not defeat Jian Xingtian. And once Li Xing died, he would
Order a few gods to take action and kill the enemy generals. In this way, victory is in sight.
The army was still marching. Suddenly, a cold mist filled the sky and enveloped a radius of three hundred miles. The soldiers suddenly felt a cold, damp, and frightening feeling in their hearts, as if a poisonous snake was coiled around their necks, ready to bite them at any time.
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In the team, Jian Xingtian, who was adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with divine light. He said coldly: "Good luck!" His whole body turned into a bright sword energy, which was fierce and fierce.
Pierce the sky.
The heavy fog was pinched by the sword energy and showed signs of disintegrating.
Li Xing watched the battle from a distance and saw a long sword light, sharp and sharp, more than ten miles long, cutting vertically and horizontally. And in the fog, there was also a huge shadow, flickering constantly, swirling with the sword light.
The shadow does not harm the soldier, it just surrounds the sword light and fights with it.
"The strength of these two people is evenly matched. In a short period of time, it is difficult to tell the winner." Li Xing made a judgment in his mind.
Suddenly, the sword light shook and flew into the distance. Obviously, Jian Xingtian didn't want to accidentally injure his own soldiers, so he chose a place to fight again. The mist was also shaken, and he chased after him closely. In a moment, the two peerless masters were far away.
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Li Xing immediately notified Jiulixiong with his spiritual thoughts and asked him to send troops. Then he flashed and charged towards the army.
Without Jian Xingtian in charge, there is no one here who is his opponent, and he will kill them all!
As soon as Jian Xingtian left, Jin Rui knew something was wrong. He had never seen Zhen Wuhou. Where was this pervert? Could it be nearby?
The miserable howls from the military camp confirmed his suspicion. Li Xing took action. The inspiration demon and the invisible demon were released and continued to attack and kill. Moreover, he released the extremely sharp divine light, Baji Yuanshen.
Sword, cutting vertically and horizontally.
The sword light was brilliant and bright, ten miles long and unparalleled in sharpness. The sword light was everywhere, and broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the sky.
However, after all, Li Xing faced an army of 150,000. Although the warriors and soldiers in the army were not panicked, they immediately formed large formations under the command of the general. At this time, it was no different than attacking the camp at night, because the soldiers were all there.
Rest and cannot make an effective counterattack.
The killing formations were connected one after another, and the violent blood power of the warriors connected together, sweeping across the sky, and actually forced Li Xing's sword light away. The blood energy of a hundred thousand warriors, combined into one, was incredibly terrifying.
Immediately afterwards, the national warriors also combined their true energy and approached for the second time. Li Xing and the two demons were directly forced back and could not get closer. The murderous spirit was in the sky and the fighting spirit was soaring. This was the battlefield. If it were not for the peerless combat power, one person would not be able to fight.
It is extremely difficult to achieve results with one force. This kind of battle formation must be broken with the same formation.
Li Xing did not attack forcefully. He retreated and disappeared instantly. No one knew where he went.
At the center of the army, Marquis Pingjiang looked alert. Jin Rui and the two other mad sword sect masters were concentrating on waiting for Li Xing's arrival.
But the strange thing is that Li Xing didn't show up for a long time.
Half an hour later, Jiulixiong's 250,000-strong army appeared. Four thousand national warriors of the tenth level of Qi training were charged at the front as the forward battalion. On both wings, there were 12,000 national warriors guarding each side. In the rear, there were even more 8,000 soldiers.
A ten-level warrior acted as the backbone, leading hundreds of thousands of troops behind him to charge fiercely.
Jin Rui only took one look at this formation, his face changed, and he shouted: "How is that possible! God, there are at least three thousand tenth-level national warriors, we are no match!"
You must know that there are only more than 200 tenth-level national warriors under Pingjiang Marquis. There were originally eight gods, but unfortunately they were all assassinated by Li Xing and are no longer needed. How can you fight with such a huge disparity in strength?
Jiulixiong's army was like a sharp knife, thrusting hard at the opponent. This kind of formation could not be broken, and the only way was to fight head-on.
Thirty thousand soldiers of the country, with their tyrannical power, came together in an overwhelming attack. Pingjiang Hou's soldiers, mainly warriors, could not withstand such a violent attack, and they collapsed in an instant.
"Si Lingling!"
Every 256 national warriors of the tenth level of blood training in the forward battalion formed a level three Heavenly Killing Formation. Each person practiced one move of the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique, and 256 moves of the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique.
Together, there is unexpected lethality.
All sixteen level three Heavenly Killing Formations, combined with the combat power of four thousand national warriors, are invincible wherever the soldiers point their finger!
After that, there were more swirling dragon killing arrays to assist the attack, leaving no chance for the other side to breathe. If someone looks at it from above, they can see that the blood energy and true energy emitted by the armies of both sides are connected into one body, full of iron blood.
Spirit, this breath, is collectively called fighting spirit, which only appears on the battlefield.
The fighting spirit of Pingjianghou's front army is very scattered, like a not very strong shield, its light is dim, and it seems that it will collapse at any time. But the fighting spirit of Jiulixiong's front army is highly condensed, constantly vibrating, like a spear, piercing the enemy
square.
When the battle was going on, Li Xing flew to a mountain peak a hundred miles away. This mountain peak was more than 500 meters high, sharp and thin, like a long thorn.
He flew around the mountain peak and murmured: "They say that magical people can lift mountains, but I don't know if I can do it!" His eyes flashed, and his whole body was full of energy, and he actually wanted to lift the mountain in front of him!