host country

Dong Bai looked at Wang Yun and asked, "When will your Jingzhao army plan to attack?"

Wang Yun made up his mind at this moment and didn't hesitate any longer.

"Please, Lord Weiyang, give this old man some time to burn incense."

Dong Bai nodded, "Okay, I'll look at you. After a stick of incense, I will lead the army to attack!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately a meritorious Cao jumped off his horse, and lit a stick of incense on the ground in front of Dong Bai's horse.

Wang Yun took a look at the incense stick, then rode away.

Soon there was a burst of noise from Jing Zhaojun's side.

This was within everyone's expectations.

Not many troops are willing to do such a job of clearing the way for people to die.

What's more, Jing Zhaobing is a surrendered prisoner of war with almost no loyalty.

Fan Chouce immediately stepped forward and asked Dong Bai worriedly, "Mr. Weiyang, is this old thing okay? Don't delay the business later."

Li Su also took the initiative to suggest, "Why don't I take someone to help General Mighty to strengthen his momentum."

If Wang Yun couldn't suppress the Jingzhao army and drive them into the battlefield, the task of opening the way for Fan Chou's Feixiong army would have to be completed by his soldiers from Luoyang County.

It was a thankless job.

Dong Bai was a little hesitant, she glanced at the incense sticks, and finally said, "No need."

Everyone looked at the incense stick eagerly, and then at Jing Zhaojun.

When the incense sticks were half burned, the restlessness over there finally calmed down, and military officers began to yell at the whole team one after another.

Before the incense sticks were burned, Jing Zhaojun had already left the formation and began to move forward.

Dong Bai was a little surprised, he didn't expect Wang Yun to have two tricks.

She glanced back, "Captain Fan, it's your turn to prepare."

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Just when Dong Baijun was aggressively attacking, the battle in the camp was inevitably affected.

Guo Si and others who were in a hurry to rescue the Chinese army stopped suddenly when they heard the sound of the guarding soldiers hitting the wooden shield with the back of their swords.

They looked at each other pale, "It's Fan Chou who is here!"

Only Fan Chou can make Xiliang soldiers so disregarding the enemy and strengthen their prestige.

Guo Si reined in his horse and wanted to discuss it with someone. After looking around, he found that Li Jue was not there.

He frowned and looked at Li Xian, and asked, "Where's Li Jue?"

Li Xian cupped his hands on the horse, "Go back to General Guo, my uncle got drunk last night, and he's still asleep right now."

Guo Bang's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Useless things!"

Guo Si glanced at Li Xian, Li Wei and the others who had sullen faces, and reckoned that it would be unrealistic for these newly rising juniors to fight against Fan Chou.

He said angrily, "You can't rely on it either."

After speaking, he took his own soldiers and turned around to meet Fan Chou.

As soon as Guo Si left, Li Wei and the others all came together in front of Li Xian, the deputy general, and said in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

Li Xian said without hesitation, "Fan Chou is here, there must be something serious going on there. Let's assign some people to rescue the Chinese army, and the rest, follow me to help Guo Si!"

Hu Feng heard the words and took the initiative to invite Ying.

"I'll just go to the Chinese Army."

Li Xian didn't drag his feet, and directly pulled the horse, chasing after Guo Si's back.

The school lieutenants behind him were full of murderous intent, like shadows.

Seeing such movements, Yu Xian didn't care whether Li Ru had any backup, and was ready to make up his mind and fight him to the death first.

Yu Xian quickly approached Li Ru.

As soon as the figure revealed a shadow in the mist, Li Ru noticed it.

Unexpectedly, he would not dodge or dodge, but instead laughed.

"Forget it, I'll let you know today, how can I, Li Ru, beat Xiliang!"

As he spoke, Li Ru took out a bronze mirror with a handle from his sleeve.

Yu Xian's eyes were sharp, and when he saw this thing, he immediately thought of the Yin-Yang Mirror, a magic weapon that can determine life and death.

Since the five-color divine cow can appear in this world, there may be some treasures hidden in the world.

Yu Xian dodged aside vigilantly to prevent Li Ru from shaking the mirror. .

No, Li Ru took out the bronze mirror, but instead of looking at Yu Xian, he raised one hand in front of him and looked at the mirror himself.

Yu Xian didn't know what hidden means were there, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Then Li Ru looked at the mirror and quickly took the mirror away.

Yu Xian looked carefully and couldn't help being surprised.

What appeared in front of Yu Xian was no longer Li Ru's appearance, but a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very majestic face.

The big man waved the bronze mirror and shook it, and a huge phantom of a mandrill appeared behind him.

ghost? !

Yu Xian became more and more vigilant.

This is the method for serious warriors to condense magic weapons.

With the blessing of the demon soul, you can be even more powerful in battle!

This bronze mirror is not a magic weapon, but a weapon!

But where did this big man come from?What about Li Ru?

Countless questions flashed in Yu Xian's mind, and the big man was already staring at the faint phantom in the thick fog, rushing forward.

It was still far away, and the bronze mirror in his hand was like a heavy hammer.

The wind and waves that were raised caused the thick fog under Yu Xian's cloth to be blown away.

Yu Xian dodged lightly, opened his mouth and sucked his lips, and blew a strong wind.

The wind was very thin, and there was a scream at the exit, like a sharp knife, piercing the big man's eyes.

The big man was a little surprised, and hurried away, the flesh on his face had already been cut with a bloodstain.

Seeing the big man avoiding him, Yu Xian felt a little sorry.

However, this wind blade is too thin, and its power weakens quickly in the air. It is beyond expectation to have such an effect.

Taking advantage of the upper hand, Yu Xian quickly approached, concentrated on cutting the big man with a knife.

The big man lost the opportunity, he could only growl, and hastily held the bronze mirror to meet him.

Yu Xian has the blessings of "the power of one mother" and "a man and a horse are like a dragon". With this knife, he has the power to split stones and break gold.

However, when it was cut on the bronze mirror, there was a sound of "clang", and the blade broke, directly breaking into two pieces.

Yu Xian let go of all his strength and almost stumbled, his heart was racing and his mind was flustered for a while.

Looking back at the knife, this excellent weapon has been completely scrapped in the impact just now.

The fractures were distorted out of shape.

Looking at the big man again, although Yu Xian was blocked by the magic of the bronze mirror, it was obviously not very comfortable.

Yu Xian poured all his strength into the knife, although it was not complete, but the big man's mouth went numb, and Tong Jing almost let go.

Yu Xian opened his mouth and sucked his lips again, as if to spit out the wind blade.

The big man hurriedly avoided his sight, but unexpectedly, Yu Xian made a false move, and directly leaned forward, punching hard in the face.

Seeing that, the mandrill demon soul screamed ear-piercingly, and rushed towards Yu Xian fiercely.

Yu Xian was pounced by the mandrill, although he knew it was just a phantom of a ghost, but he was a bit slow.

The big man came back to his senses, and also punched him.

Yu Xian laughed out loud, and rushed over head-on.

This punch was unavoidable, the big man's hands and feet were so weak from the beating, he backed away in shock.

Unwilling to be lonely, the demon spirit of the mandrill pounced on him, strengthening his body.

But Yu Xian didn't show any fear.

The two wrestled for a while, and Yu Xian already had a rough estimate of the strength of this big man.

Under the premise of the help of demon souls, the combat power of this big man can be comparable to Wu Yi's generation, but it is far inferior to Yu Xian, who is strengthened by the two body arts and has many methods.

Yu Xian laughed sneeringly, "Such means can't help but be impoverished."

The big man was also very surprised to see that he couldn't eat this little Taoist priest by force.

He changed his mind and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be able to fight."

Hearing this voice, it was actually Li Ru again.

The big man didn't hesitate, he took a look at the bronze mirror in front of him, and when he moved it away, he changed into another scheming look.

Yu Xian became more and more suspicious, narrowing his eyes slightly, trying to see through the truth of this person.

However, he suddenly felt the turbulent killing force around him, and countless dust and sand swept up from the bottom, like a thin tornado column, sweeping away the miasma and mist around him!

——The art of war, flying sand and rolling stones!

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