Ten thousand Beiyuan cavalrymen instantly turned into corpses on the ground. This made the faces of the Beiyuan generals who had been laughing wildly just now turn the color of pig liver, making them extremely ugly.
General Bo'erchu couldn't help but clenched the handle of the knife.
If he hadn't been too familiar with the King of Zhenbei, he was sure that the general rushing forward who had the same arrogance as the King of Zhenbei was not the King of Zhenbei. Bo'er would have suspected that this was a conspiracy designed by Daxia.
"Is he the master you call him?"
Bo'er looked at Liu Yuanbai next to him, only to find that at some point, the sword in Liu Yuanbai's hand had been unsheathed.
"Can you stop him?"
Bo'er scolded.
"You won't know until you try it whether you can stop it or not."
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"General Ye, what do you need the general to do?"
Ji Ting speeded up and caught up with Ye Cangqiong's horse.
Just now, he originally wanted to kill the enemy from behind, but there was no chance for him to draw his sword.
"Use the speed of the Snow Dragon Rider to roam around and kill the fleeing Beiyuan soldiers."
Ye Cangqiong said coldly.
Ren Jiting had already seen the strength of the Shura Cavalry, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.
Following Ye Cangqiong's advice, he decided to take 130,000 Beiyuan soldiers and horses.
What a terrible confidence.
After hesitating for a moment, Ji Ting cupped his hands and said, "The general will take your orders."
Ji Ting was also infected by Ye Cangqiong's heroic spirit.
There are 3,000 Shura cavalrymen, and there are 300 seventh-grade commanders.
The rest of the taxi soldiers are all warriors of rank six or above.
Ji Ting also followed behind and observed, and then he discovered the true combat power of the Shura Cavalry, which shocked him.
It's getting closer and closer to Bei Yuan's camp.
Three thousand iron hooves were as fierce as thunder.
Ye Cangqiong was at the forefront of the team from beginning to end, taking the lead.
When encountering Bei Yuan's vanguard troops, they collided and ran away.
Ye Cangqiong, one man and one horse, accelerated his horse and rushed into the enemy formation without any hesitation.
Iron cavalry swept across, and murderous intent suddenly arose.
In the Beiyuan camp, Liu Yuanbai in blue shirt looked extremely solemn.
He is the number one swordsman in front of the Great Khan of Beiyuan. A ninth-grade swordsman, he is no weaker than a pure martial artist.
"I'll go meet him for a while."
Liu Yuanbai stepped on the ground and rushed towards the distance.
Ye Cangqiong galloped forward and directly collided with the oncoming Bei Yuan riding alone.
The huge impact and the power it brings are undoubtedly very terrifying.
In just one move, the opponent was hit so hard that both the man and the horse flew away.
The general stepped on the stirrups, trying to escape to avoid being hit by the horse.
But as soon as his body was raised, his stomach was penetrated by Fang Tian's painted halberd, and then his whole body was lifted up, thrown away hard, and hit in the camp.
After Ye Cangqiong killed a Beiyuan general, he rushed into the formation without stopping, and Fang Tian drew his halberd in a circle and swept out.
In an instant, several big heads flew into the air.
Three thousand Shura cavalry followed closely and attacked, wielding Mo Dao, and the enemy was struck, often with both men and horses to pieces.
In an instant, a bloody path was cut through the army.
Wherever they passed, there were thousands of corpses lying on top of each other. They were often chopped into two halves, and there were few complete corpses.
Ye Cangqiong's black robe was completely soaked with blood.
Wherever the Shura cavalry attacked, except for a few people on the edge who survived by chance, everyone else died.
Bo'er scolded that the excitement he had felt because of King Zhenbei's imprisonment was now completely suppressed.
This Shura cavalry with only 3,000 people was really like Shura walking out of hell, which made him feel a little uncontrollable and filled with unprecedented fear.
He was even more frightened than when he first saw King Zhenbei riding alone into battle.
He immediately pulled out his scimitar, raised it high above his head, and said loudly: "The whole army attacks and blocks all retreat routes. I don't believe that my 130,000-strong army cannot trap 3,000 people."
At this moment, Liu Yuanbai was already approaching Ye Cangqiong at an extremely fast speed.
Liu Yuanbai was originally a ranger. He received the inheritance of swordsmanship from ancient ruins and developed magical swordsmanship.
He is holding the famous sword Zhanxue, which kills people most swiftly and neatly.
At this moment, Liu Yuanbai's sword energy was flowing freely, integrating the energy on his body and the sword in his hand, and his momentum reached its peak.
Every time he jumped up, his body would appear ten feet away.
The body flew into the air and slashed down towards Ye Cangqiong. The light of the sword was fierce, like a ray of lightning in the dark clouds.
Swift and terrifying.
Ye Cangqiong shouted loudly, Fang Tian swung his halberd, swept past him arrogantly, and hit him directly.
Liu Yuanbai was well aware of the terror of Wu Fu's strength, so he did not collide with him head-on. Instead, the sword light overlapped one after another, alternating between virtual and real, trying to remove the power of the blow.
However, how can one remove this huge force?
There was a roar.
Fang Tian's painted halberd hit the snow-cutting sword, causing Liu Yuanbai's body to slide backwards in the air.
Just as soon as he landed, he stepped on the rocks again and flew towards Ye Cangqiong like a flying swallow.
Looking at the man in white who rushed forward without knowing whether to live or die, Ye Cangqiong was filled with zhenqi. Fang Tian raised the halberd above his head and chopped it down directly.
The anger was poured out.
Hearing a bang, Liu Yuanbai was hit by a move. His body flew a hundred meters away and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Cangqiong clamped his horse tightly and immediately rushed towards the position where Liu Yuanbai fell.
The horse's hooves galloped, raised high, and stepped on Liu Yuanbai's chest.
Liu Yuanbai's sword was curved like a half moon, and suddenly stretched straight. He moved his body sideways to the right to avoid this fatal blow.
At this moment, Ye Cangqiong's body was as stretched as a bow.
collapse.
With one sweeping move, Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into cold light and struck Liu Yuanbai's chest.
The energy was as strong as thunder, Liu Yuanbai barely waved his sword to block it, and his body was hit again and flew dozens of meters away from the ground.
And then Ye Cangqiong rushed over again on horseback.
Fang Tian drew his halberd and stabbed Liu Yuanbai in the head, obviously wanting to kill him before he would stop.
Bo'ercui, who had been paying attention here, knew that Liu Yuanbai, a ninth-grade swordsman master, died in Ye Cangqiong's hands, and no one in the field could stop Ye Cangqiong.
The whip was whipped on the horse, and the horse galloped out and quickly rushed to Ye Cangqiong's location.
At the moment when he was about to approach, he suddenly stepped on the horse's back and flew into the air. The short knife in his hand tore the world apart. With an indomitable momentum, he whizzed out and slashed towards Ye Cangqiong's arm with a momentum like a wave.
Bo'er attacked boldly to save Liu Yuanbai and join forces to fight Ye Cangqiong.
Ye Cangqiong laughed wildly, held the end of Fang Tian's painted halberd, and suddenly pulled back the thrust of Fang Tian's painted halberd.
But it was not used for defense, but with a thunderous force, it slashed at Bo'er.
Thunder exploded, and a terrifying roar sounded in the sky.
Total Annihilation.
A cold light flashed past.
Bo'er looked at the scimitar in his hand that was broken into two pieces.
When he lowered his head, he saw a huge hole in his abdomen, and his intestines were leaking out.