The sword light was like a dragon entering the clouds, splitting through the smoke and dust, passing over the heads of the roaring Chihu army, and shooting towards the place where the strange drum sound came from. The densely packed Hu Yi soldiers and horses on the ground were like thousands of insects and ants. The front formation was filled with tens of thousands of cavalry rushing towards Luoyankou Pass like a tide. The rear formation was filled with various siege equipment, with a huge iron-headed charger in the center. The city hammer was dragged by dozens of war horses and slid quickly on the sand. There were many crossbows mounted on chariots on the left and right, as well as folded mechanical ladders. Immediately behind the battering ram was a high-platform war chariot pulled by several armored monsters. There was a row of figures of different heights standing vaguely on the war chariot that was more than five feet high. The strange drum sound that encouraged the Chihu army to charge with all their lives came from this high platform. However, Yu He was not very interested in the foreigners and strangers on the chariot. His eyes were firmly fixed on an eight-horse wooden boxcar more than ten feet in front of the iron-headed city hammer. This boxcar looked very out of place in the Chihu army. It was not the common Huyi armored chariot, but the simplest and most ordinary boxcar. Except for the wheels wrapped with a thin layer of iron, the car was made of just a few It was made of broken wooden boards, with a piece of rawhide covering the top to protect it from the wind and sand. This wooden boxcar ran alone in front of the Tietou city hammer. There was no Chihu soldiers and horses nearby to protect it. However, the driver of the car had led troops to Luoyankou Pass a few days ago to meet with Zhou Laosan. Alish, the leader of the Red Hu Cavalry, whom he met face-to-face. Yu He almost didn't need to release his spiritual thoughts or take out the jade talisman of fortune-seeking. A vague understanding flickered in the depths of his consciousness, telling him that the wooden carriage in front of him was hiding a group of people refined by the Chihu strangers. The puppet Kyushu monk. The evil spirit of Liangyi Yuanci Clutch Sword Pill surged, like a pair of hungry beasts smelling the smell of blood, dragging Yu He's body and swooping down towards the wooden carriage. Alish, the leader of the red bearded cavalry who was whipping his horse, suddenly saw a strange light flashing above his head, and a bad wind blew towards his face. His whole body was covered with chills. He threw away the riding crop without thinking, and jumped out of the van with a flick of his legs. The red-bearded man rolled around in the sand a few times, and after releasing the momentum, he stood up like a carp and neatly grabbed the frame of the iron-head battering ram. He held the iron rope in his hand, looked at the wooden boxcar speeding forward, and sneered. The moment Alish jumped out of the wooden carriage, more than ten lines of true energy shot up into the sky from the carriage. Among them, the three strongest ones have already reached the late stage of returning the elixir, and have refined an internal golden elixir past the seventh or eighth level of the Taoist realm. A palm-sized jasper bracelet broke through the leather covering the roof of the carriage and rose slowly. This treasure was placed three feet above the carriage. It spun in the air and made a clear "ding-dong" sound. It dropped a circle of bright blue light like a circle, and was connected to seven layers of light wheels on the carriage. Immediately afterwards, two more sword sounds rang out in the carriage. It was obviously a puppet monk practicing swordsmanship. He had already sacrificed his magic sword and was preparing to fight with the newcomers. The opponent had a master on guard and had already set up his posture, but Yu He was not afraid at all. There was a flash of the Immortal White Lotus between his eyebrows, and the true essence of his Dantian rushed into the Liangyi Yuanci clutch sword pill like a river bursting its embankment. Two rays of sword light, one black and one white, emitted a rumble of thunder, smashed seven layers of blue light wheels, and crashed into the wooden carriage. "What a brainless young man! He didn't kill the Chihu stranger, but instead sought out these useless puppet monks to risk their lives. Could it be that he didn't understand that after killing the leader, the puppet would turn into a walking corpse?" Cheng Lun, who was chasing Yu He, appeared in mid-air. He watched Yu He rush into the wooden carriage below with his sword, and a look of ridicule appeared on his face, "It was obvious that someone had set a trap in that carriage. The people inside had already set up a dragnet and laid down many formations." The purpose of the killing move is to lure my righteous monks into the jar and make them work together to kill him. You just ran into it yourself, so you can't blame others for dying here!" Cheng Lun was originally worried about Yu He competing with him. Credit, but now that Yu He had chosen the wrong target, his heart fell into his stomach again. Looking at the high-level war chariot following the iron-headed battering ram, Cheng Lun was refreshed and felt that the feeling of embarrassment and deficiency around him seemed to have dissipated a lot. He stood on the wind, curled his lips and sneered several times, then pointed at the high platform chariot behind the iron-headed city hammer. The Seven Killers of Pojun let out a sharp roar, turned into a blazing fire and a wisp of black smoke, and pounced towards the Chihu strangers. past. Several rays of escaping light flew past Zhong Lun's side, and the other monks from the Liangzhou Prefecture's Sacrifice Pavilion chased the two magic-conquering corpses. They rushed to chop off the head of the Chihu stranger and carry it back to claim credit and reward. Only Du Banshan held down the escape light next to Cheng Lun. He looked at the wooden carriage below and then at the high-level war chariot not far away. He rolled his eyes and pulled out the Eight Kunlun Ancient Treasures from his sleeve. Purple bamboo whip. Senior Brother Banshan held the treasured whip across his chest, with purple clouds surrounding him. It seemed that he wanted to protect Cheng Lun, but in fact he wanted to suppress Yu He below. Let¡¯s say that Yu He¡¯s sword pierced the thin wooden board.He opened the door and broke into the carriage, which was about ten feet square. Two sword lights, one black and one white, swirled around him. Yu He looked around and saw that he was not in a small and crowded carriage carriage, but fell into a dark and inexplicable space, out of reach. Even with five fingers, his spiritual thoughts can't reach the edge. While he was hesitating, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He turned around and saw two cold stars flying out of the darkness and chaos, piercing the kidney gate of his waist. Before Yu He could move his sword, he felt another suffocation in his chest. It seemed as if someone rushed out from the darkness in front of him, and punched Yu He's heart and chest with force. Zai Er heard the howling wind blowing loudly above his head, as if there was a flying peak weighing down on his head. "It turns out that a formation has been set up in this carriage. It is indeed a good plan! The White Lotus is wonderful, all evils dissipate, the two rituals arise and die, and all things are controlled. It is just an indefinite trapping formation, which makes people laugh. Break it for me!" Yu He raised his eyebrows and roared, inciting 120% of his true energy to pour into the Liang Yi Yuan Magnetic Clutch Sword Pills. He jumped up and turned into a magnificent sword. Like a dragon ascending to the sky, he sprinted straight towards the top of his head. Several short exclamations came from the surroundings, and the light of Liangyi sword suddenly appeared in the trapped formation. The boundless darkness was like pieces of torn cloth flying away. Cheng Lun and Du Banshan, who were standing against the wind, both felt their hearts skip a beat and subconsciously moved away a few feet. A sharp sword cry was heard from the carriage, and the thin wooden carriage exploded into pieces, sending countless small wood fragments flying across the sky. A black and white sword shot up into the sky and penetrated very high into the sky. The sound of the sword could still be heard lingering. Even though Cheng Lun and Du Banshan were more than ten feet away, they felt that their muscles and bones were shaking and their cheeks hurt, as if they had been swept across by countless sharp swords. "Is this the sword that the boy sacrificed just now?" Cheng Lun's eyes widened in disbelief. Du Banshan smiled and thought to himself: "Xiao Yuzi, have you shown your true ability this time? I want to see what level of cultivation you, a guy full of secrets, have reached." Eleven rays of escape light and two rays of sword light rushed out of the broken wooden carriage, and they fled into the sky fifty or sixty feet above the ground in one breath, and then thirteen figures appeared. Yu He stood on the bare frame with his head held high, a pair of robe sleeves flying fiercely. He made a sword gesture with each hand, holding a black three-foot long sword without boring on his left hand, and a three-foot long sword of the same shape slowly spinning on his right hand, the sword body as white as the bright moon. Thirteen puppet monks in mid-air met Yu He's stern gaze. Among them, several of them were weak in Taoism. Their expressions suddenly changed, their whole bodies shook violently, and they almost fell down. Two puppet sword cultivators holding long swords stepped forward and received the cold sword intent thrown by Yu He from a distance. Although they were unwilling to be outdone, they urged the sword intent in their chests to fight, but those with a discerning eye could not see the two sword spirits. The swords were trembling slightly in their hands. Yu He's eyes were faintly filled with blood, and the billions of sword lights in his pupils were rising and dying. He could only hear him chanting in a cold voice: "Since cause and effect have arisen, I should use the Qingfeng in my palm to repay all my retribution, and I must not bring harm to others. Apostasy." Those who are used by Hu Yi should be killed even more if they try to sneak into the Middle Kingdom to murder the successors of Alchemy. Don't blame Yu for being ruthless. It's just that you have evil intentions and have thrown yourself into this cause and effect! After that, he raised his sword skills with both hands and pointed towards the sky. The light of the Liangyi sword was like thunder, and it cut directly towards the thirteen puppet monks in the sky. The two puppet monks practicing swordsmanship gathered their true energy on the top of their tongues and raised their swords to seal the door, trying to block Yu He's sword force with their combined strength. But they heard a "choking" sound of gold and iron, the black and white sword light was twisted in the air, and the natal spiritual swords in the hands of the two men were broken inch by inch. Liangyi Yuanci Sword Qi rushed into the body and instantly chopped all the meridians around the two puppet sword cultivators. The Guanyuan Great Aperture three inches below their navel, the Tanzhong Great Aperture on the chest, and the Niwan Palace between their eyebrows each shot out a blood arrow. Their upper, middle, and lower Dantian were simultaneously penetrated by invisible sword energy, and all their true cultivation was wasted. Before the two puppet sword cultivators could scream in agony, Yu He's figure appeared behind them like a ghost. With a wave of his left and right hands, two big heads flew up from his shoulders, and his body died. "Junior, seek death!" Three figures rushed out from the remaining eleven puppet monks and jumped into the air towards Yu He. It is hoped that the powerful momentum of these three people will make Zhou Tianyuan Qi boil. They are the Taoist cultivation level of the seventh or eighth level of Huandan Daoguo. If they were placed in some small sects, they would all be dignified veterans and masters. The person in the middle spit out divine thunder, and nine thunderbolts of golden light flew straight towards Yu He's door; the person on the left raised his hand and threw out a brass medicine pestle, hitting Yu He in the chest; the person on the right opened and closed his palms, imagining The shadows of palms appeared all over the sky, covering Yu He's upper, middle and lower groups. Being attacked by the three real people, Yu He still didn't show any panic. He blew out a ray of five-colored light and flew out. The five-colored light grew when it saw the wind. In an instant, it transformed into a five-element thundercloud and met the killing moves of the three master puppet monks. ????????????????There were five muffled thunders in a row, shaking the Red Hu cavalrymen on the ground to their knees. Cheng Lun and Du Banshan were blown dozens of feet away by the strong wind, and finally managed to stabilize their bodies. Cheng Lun shouted in horror: "This is the innate five-element divine thunder! Du Banshan, what is the origin of this evil star?" ?¡± Cheng Lun turned to look at Du Banshan, but Du Banshan also had a pale face. Senior Brother Banshan took a deep breath to calm down, caressed his chest and said slowly, "He is the waiter at Shunping Restaurant in Shuocheng Old Street." "The waiter?" Cheng Lun's spittle splashed onto Du Banshan's robe. On the front, "Well, the cook is a true disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, and the waiter can use Liangyi Sword Qi and Xiantian Five Elements Divine Thunder at random? Tell me, where is Shunping Restaurant? Your shopkeeper Isn't it the Earth Immortal?" Du Banshan was amused by Cheng Lun's strange appearance. He chuckled and said to Cheng Lun: "When the barbarians retreat, Du will be the host. Please invite Deacon Cheng to Shuocheng for peace. Would you like to have a drink with me?" "I won't go to that damn restaurant of yours!" Cheng Lun shook his head repeatedly, "What if someone like Mr. Wei is sitting at the next table? I won't be able to eat this wine. "Yes!" Du Banshan laughed loudly when he heard this, completely forgetting that he was still on a bloody battlefield.