The team moved forward again, an unknown solemn surrounding it, as if there were more brave warriors in the army, which increased a lot of morale. Lao Jiangtou held the reins and looked at his figure with his eyes unstoppable. After a long time, he asked carefully, "Young Master, your blood..."

"What? Do you want to know too?" Jiang Li asked with a smile.

Lao Jiangtou shook his head like a drum, "No, no... I'll just ask!"

Jiang Li smiled and didn't care. Since leaving the mountain, Jiang Li already knew the situation outside the mountain. Although the magic has evolved into a profound achievement by it, most of the people with high palms and profound magic are difficult to encounter in normal times. With Jiang Li's strength, he is enough to lie on the side.

However, information exchange outside the mountain is extremely developed, and can communicate with each other even thousands of miles away. It is difficult to ensure that the identity will not be leaked. Outside the mountain is not as good as inside the Jiuqu Mountain. Although the bloodline contained in Jiuqu Mountain is different, although there are many barbarians and magicians, there are only many. The land-based kings outside the mountain are all masters who destroy cities and lands, and Jiang Li is like a huge hiding... Therefore, if Jiang Li really wants to practice the method of academics, he must hide his identity and start over again.

"By the way, young master, what magic should you learn first after entering the royal city?" Since following Jiang Li, Lao Jiangtou's mouth has rarely stopped, and now he can't stop even if he wants to.

However, Lao Jiangtou is also a sensitive old man. Most of the words he asked and said were the questions that Jiang Li had to face, "Fire Art!"

Regarding fire art, Jiang Li has long been determined in his heart. After all, he is talented in fire art and is unwilling to waste it.

Old Man Jiang did not express any opinions and nodded calmly, "If you want to learn fire art, you need to practice external techniques and wind skills first. The so-called wind uses fire and understands wind skills, then you can master the mystery and mystery of fire art."

After hearing this, Jiang Li nodded, "Let's talk about it when we arrive at the royal city!"

He was still early now, but he was not in a hurry. But after such thoughts, he felt the spiritual energy in the void and began to move again...

"Old sir, how far is it from the Huai River now?"

A sergeant walked forward and asked.

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked around carefully. Then he nodded, "The undercurrents underground have already surged, and there is a moisture hidden in the space. I think it should be close, at most, it will take only half an hour!"

"You are so capable!" Jiang Li couldn't help but exclaim.

The old man laughed awkwardly, but he didn't wait to speak, and suddenly a cold shout rang out. The soldiers turned around and saw a black shadow stomping on the flying sword, galloping towards the figures of the military and civilians from the end of the earth...

"This is the master, it is the sword master..."

For a moment, the soldiers who were tempered by the fire of war suddenly felt a turmoil, and some soldiers' faces even pale.

"Silent!" The military academy roared, and the strong voice shook into the void, accompanied by the sweeping eyes. It was a pity that these soldiers were trained soldiers, otherwise they would have fled in panic with the power of the magician. But even so, they still have no chance of life. After all, they are facing sword masters, which is equivalent to gods and immortals for them, and they are definitely not able to compete with human power. Under such circumstances, the military academy has no idea and looks at Mr. Li with a serious expression.

"The last fifty men blocked!" As soon as Mr. Li said this, the soldiers behind him were in turmoil, obviously wanting to disobey. Mr. Li quickly added, "If I could never die, I would definitely be rewarding you and other orphans, can I?"

"Now, as soon as the sword master comes out, he will die without life. What's the difference between dying early and late!" A soldier from behind shouted loudly. As soon as this sentence came out, the riots were suppressed, showing the courage to burn the boat.

Mr. Li didn't say much, nodded to the sergeant, and the reins in his hand shook slightly. The dead body of the horse seemed to have recovered, and thick white mist spewed out between his nostrils, carrying the carriage and jumped out directly.

"The rest of the sergeants are moving forward at full speed! Fast."

The military academy let out a sharp shout, and with the movement of the flowing horses, all the soldiers twitched the horses at the same time, leaping out one by one. For a moment, dust was flying, and the chaos was extremely chaotic...

There were only fifty soldiers left behind. These soldiers had no war horses, so it was impossible to escape with human power. However, they were fervent in life and death. They each held bows, arrows, spears, wanted to shake trees with their hands, and were chariots. They were accompanied by war horses, passing by Jiang Li. Jiang Li frowned slightly, but his figure did not move, his expression was a little clone, as if he was trapped in thinking.

When Lao Jiangtou heard the sword master, his body was trembling all over and his face was pale. As they fell behind, he couldn't help asking Jiang Li for help, praying that he would not leave him, "Young Master..."

"Hey, I will definitely die today, so I will give this war horse to you!" At this moment, the previous soldier suddenly shouted, Lao Jiangtou thanked him repeatedly, took the war horse in his hand and jumped out, "Young master, don't be dazed, let's run away quickly, maybe there is still a chance of life!"

While speaking, he ignored Jiang Li and followed the army and drove away quickly...

Jiang Li's brows gradually loosened and kicked the old horse. The old horse was not sure of the depth, and a roar was made in his mouth, as if complaining about Jiang Li's roughness. He was running slowly under his feet, not knowing whether to walk or run.

At this moment, the sword master was approaching their place, and his figures hovered high in the sky, overlooking the underground creatures, with a cold and calm expression without any fluctuations. It was like looking down at the underground ants, and arrows shot from the ground, but before the sword master had reached a declining momentum...

The sword master snorted lightly, and a faint sneer appeared on his face. At this moment, a soldier saw a golden ray of light holding a heavy stone bow in his hand. The arrow clearly blessed the golden technique. The sword master snorted coldly, pointed casually, and shot out a ray of light, which split the arrow in half. Then, the sword master moved slightly, and the flying sword suddenly shot down from the cloud space and drilled directly into the crowd. After losing the protection of the magic sword, the sword master controlled the Fengyu technique and his figure fell leisurely from the empty space.

The soldier's armor naturally could not resist the sharpness of the magic sword. With the cutting of the magic sword, the body was either cut off in the waist or the head was cut off... Each of them died miserable, unwilling to accept, and roared was completely useless. As the ants under his feet and fish in his hands could only kill and cut, but had no strength to fight back. As the sword master fell from the cloud space, the fifty soldiers were completely extinct.

The sword master jumped forward gently, and suddenly, the sharp magic sword flew back from the space to his feet, then carried his figure and chased them...
Chapter completed!