Since the army could not win the battle, they could only use their own force to kill the king of Xin'an County.
Maybe it seems a little arrogant, but for innate warriors, this is just a normal thing.
No matter how many soldiers there are, they can't stop the innate warrior unless the innate warrior will just stand still.
The two of them looked at each other and without any nonsense, they directly launched their killing moves towards Qin Wei.
They are here to kill, not to negotiate, so there is no need to talk nonsense.
It's not their style to talk about things for a long time even after a fight.
A Miao knife appeared in Zhong Daofu's hand. The Miao knife was five feet long, with a blade three feet eight inches long and a handle one foot two inches long. It was named because the blade was slender and shaped like a seedling.
The Miao Dao suddenly shot out, like black lightning, cutting through the blue sky and white sun. The shadow of the three-foot-long sword appeared, as if thunder fell and exploded.
Seeing this, Mo Yan's face turned solemn, and the dagger in his hand quietly unsheathed.
The three-foot dagger cut through the void with a rapid whistling sound, and the sharp sword energy swept out.
Bang~~
The sword light and sword energy collided together as if they were real.
At the same time, Li Zhongxian shouted loudly, "Mo Yan! Die!"
He and Mo Yan are also old rivals. As the saying goes, they get to know each other twice. They had fought against each other when they were in Xin'an Fucheng.
It's just that the two of them only exchanged a dozen or so tentative moves at that time, and the battle was over before they could get serious.
But this time he and Zhong Daofu joined forces, so naturally there was no need for any testing, so the first move was a killer move.
The Miao Miao sword energy brought the breeze and slowly stabbed Mo Yan at an extremely fast speed.
This sword looks ordinary, but it contains a wonderful artistic conception. The invisible sword energy is flying in the wind. On the surface, it seems to be nothing, but in fact, within a few feet around the blade, there is sword energy.
diffuse.
If you only block the sword blade, you will definitely be injured by the invisible sword energy.
The dagger in Mo Yan's hand slashed again, and the condensed sword energy blocked him in front of him like a rainbow piercing the sun.
The artistic conception of swordsmanship varies widely, and its application is even more varied.
Li Zhongxian's sword lies in traction and dispersion. His sword energy can blend into the wind, making it invisible and difficult to detect.
Mo Yan's sword is more condensed. Each sword is a sword. It doesn't look fancy, but it is sharper.
Both of them are innate warriors who have understood the second level of artistic conception. It is hard to say which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
But with Mo Yan's strength, he would be defeated by Li Zhongxian and Zhong Daofu.
Li Zhongxian and Zhong Daofu just made one move, which made Mo Yan feel overwhelmed.
Seeing this, Qin Wei's expression did not change at all. He gently raised his palm and pressed it down seemingly casually.
The surrounding soldiers' attention was now focused on Mo Yan and Li Zhongxian, and no one noticed his movements.
With this seemingly random pressure, a wave of invisible pressure suddenly spread in front of Qin Wei.
The power of God suppresses.
Buzzing~~
A strong wind suddenly spread in all directions.
The sudden strong wind made the surrounding soldiers a little surprised, but they were just surprised. They did not feel or notice anything unusual.
After all, Qin Wei's target is not him, and God's power will naturally not fall on them.
Tianwei has only one goal, and that is Li Zhongxian.
Li Zhongxian didn't notice the strong wind. He only felt his body shake suddenly, as if a thousand pounds of force were pressing on him.
The terrifying pressure made his body sink, and he almost fell to his knees.
"What's this!"
Li Zhongxian's eyes were wide open and he looked at Mo Yan who was approaching in shock.
He thought that this terrifying pressure came from Mo Yan, and did not think about Qin Wei at all.
Phew~
Li Zhongxian's pupils became enlarged, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the huge pressure was like a mountain, trying to crush him completely.
His waist gradually bent, and his legs trembled violently.
Zhong Daofu, who was preparing to attack Mo Yan again, couldn't help but feel confused when he saw this.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Zhong Daofu cautiously stopped his offensive and asked in a low voice.
Li Zhongxian supported his body and raised his head.
"What magic did you use?"
Veins bulged on his forehead, beads of sweat flowed down his face, and his voice was heavy and hoarse.
When Mo Yan saw this, his eyes lit up.
He naturally guessed that Qin Wei had taken action.
With almost no hesitation, his figure suddenly flew out.
The condensed sword light turned into a ray of light, and passed by Li Zhongxian's side with a swipe.
Li Zhongxian looked at the sword light, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
He wanted to hide, but he was unable to dodge.
The terrifying pressure made it impossible for him to stand up straight, let alone escape.
However, Zhong Daofu who was standing next to him seemed to notice something unusual about him and kicked him from behind.
This kick saved Li Zhongxian's life, but it did not allow Li Zhongxian to completely avoid Mo Yan's sword energy.
The sword energy burst through the air, shooting out with bright red blood.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a severed arm was thrown away.
With a bang, Li Zhongxian fell to the ground. A hideous wound appeared on the left side of his chest, and there was only a bloody wound on his left arm.
The severed arm flew several meters and landed on the ground.
Mo Yan's sword attack was originally meant to kill him, but Zhong Daofu's sword energy cut him in the chest.
Although Li Zhongxian luckily escaped the fatal blow, he also paid a heavy price.
He was lying on the ground, his pale face pressed against the ground, breathing heavily.
Zhong Daofu stepped back and looked at Li Zhongxian, his expression changing again and again.
He didn't know what Li Zhongxian had gone through, and he was full of doubts and confusion.
But his doubts were soon cleared.
Because Qin Wei raised his hand again.
He was riding on a war horse, his white shirt fluttering in the wind, and a few strands of hair on his temples flying in the wind.
A handsome face and a pair of calm eyes looked at Zhong Daofu who was ten feet away.
He didn't know Chung Dao-fu, he had never met Chung Dao-fu.
In fact, it doesn't matter who Zhong Daofu is, what matters is that the person in front of him is the enemy.
For Qin Wei, this was enough.
The white palms pressed down gently, and the terrifying pressure fell again. The strong wind suddenly rose, and the pressure was like a mountain.
As Qin Wei used the power of heaven more and more, he became more and more skilled in controlling the power of heaven.
The first time, he could only release it all at once and kill violently.
The second time, he can extend the coercion to a kilometer range, crushing thousands of arrows with one finger.
But now he can not only condense or spread the pressure, but also continuously output it.
A white chess piece can exert pressure once, and Qin Wei can maintain this pressure for a long time, instead of bursting out instantly like before.
And he can control the strength of the pressure during the release process at will.
Buzzing~~
For a moment, Zhong Daofu felt that his eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.
His body sank suddenly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked and sunk.
The whole person seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move!
The terrifying pressure is like a mountain, more domineering and oppressive than the artistic conception of an innate warrior!
The unknown power is the most frightening.
At this time, he finally understood why Li Zhongxian was motionless just now.
"What's this!"
He looked at Mo Yan rushing towards him in fear.
Looking at that condensed sword light.
Suddenly, he looked at Qin Wei behind Mo Yan.
That white figure was riding on a war horse, and it didn't show any strong emotions from beginning to end.
He looked at Qin Wei's palm!
"It's him!"
He was guessing in his mind.
Although he couldn't be sure, his intuition told him that this ability came from the ordinary-looking young man in front of him.
"Don't kill him!"
Qin Wei opened his mouth and said.
Mo Yan's forward body paused slightly, and the sword light on the dagger in his hand instantly shrank a lot.
Phew!
The dagger pierced Zhong Daofu's chest.
…
Inside Pingmanguan City.
The battle has come to an end.
In fact, when Yuwen Chengdu led the soldiers of the An Ning Army to the city wall, the battle had already come to an end.
It's just that Yang Lu was blinded by anger and wanted to compete with the Nanning army. Needless to say, the result was.
However, not many of the 30,000 former Wudong Weisi soldiers died in Guancheng.
Some were suffocated to death by the thick smoke, some jumped from the city wall and fell to death, and a few unlucky ones were directly hit by fire balls and burned to death. The remaining probably more than a thousand people died in the battle with Yang Lu.
Most of the soldiers were stunned by the thick smoke, and some of them surrendered directly.
Yuwen Chengdu carried Yang Lu up the city wall like a chicken.
At this time, Yang Lu was seriously injured, but his consciousness was still awake.
He supported his body and leaned against the wall, looking at the Tranquility Army camp in the distance.
Looking at Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian who fell to the ground, a complicated and happy look appeared on their faces.
Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian did not escape, they just wanted to kill Qin Wei.
But it is undeniable that they gave up Pingman Pass and Yang Lu.
"You win!"
Yang Lu said in a hoarse voice.
Yuwen Chengdu stood beside him and said calmly: "You guys are overestimating your capabilities."
Yang Lu raised his head and looked at him and said, "If you don't use such devious tricks, you won't be able to win."
Yuwen Chengdu glanced at him and shook his head slightly.
"You will never understand how powerful His Highness is."
Qin Wei came up with the smoke attack, but without the smoke attack, is there really nothing Qin Wei can do with Pingman Pass?
No!
He has other ways.
Borrow the power of God!
The energy of consumption directly suppressed the entire Pingman Pass.
As long as he was willing, he could make all the 30,000 soldiers in Pingmanguan City fall down by himself.
However, if you want to suppress the entire Pingman Pass, it is estimated that dozens of white chess pieces will be consumed, which is thousands of energy.
Qin Wei was naturally reluctant to bear so much power, so he racked his brains and came up with the smoke attack.
Yang Lu drooped his head.
He didn't know Qin Wei, he had never even met Qin Wei, but he was defeated, completely defeated.
"Kill me, I don't want to be humiliated!"
He wanted to die because he knew that living would be more uncomfortable than death.
"Only His Highness can decide whether you live or die!" Yuwen Chengdu said.
Yang Lu looked bitter, "He is indeed the winner and the loser."
Perhaps he felt extremely regretful at this moment. If he had known better, why would he do it in the first place?
Yuwen Chengdu turned to the soldiers beside him and said: "Watch him, don't let him commit suicide."
"Here!"
Several soldiers responded solemnly.
After that, Yuwen Chengdu jumped off the city wall.
In Pingman City, the soldiers of the Anning Army have begun to clean up the battlefield.
They carried the soldiers who were stunned by the smoke to the open space and placed them away one by one.
The remaining prisoners were taken into custody.
At the same time, Liu Qing also took over the southern city wall with thousands of soldiers.
As the attack and defense changed positions, Liu Qing looked at the vast world in the south with an excited expression.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
Yang Lu was defeated and could not even decide his own life or death.
If Liu Qing wins, he will be rewarded by the court.
Both of them are commanders of the Wei Division. In the past, Yang Lu, the commander of the Wei Division, had a higher status than Liu Qing. But in the future, Yang Lu will be ruined and he will be promoted and make a fortune.