The neat Han army, rows and rows of unified black armor, stood on the open space in front of Luoshui City, densely packed with Han war flags embroidered with the word "Han" flying in the wind and rain. In front were more than a dozen burly generals riding tall horses, with extraordinary martial arts skills, and seven of them were Huajin warriors.

"The Han Dynasty's war cavalry is well-deserved."

On this city tower, Ning Caichen was wearing white clothes, standing in the rain, without any wetness, and had a flowing style, like an immortal in the rain. His eyes glanced at the Han army under the city tower, sighing in his heart, whether an army is powerful or not, can be seen from the momentum and military style. Compared with Liang State, Ning Caichen had to admit in his heart that the Han army was better in terms of momentum and military style.

However, his eyes did not stay on this Han army for long. At his level, no matter how many troops there are or how elite troops are, they are like ants. Only strong people of the same level can truly attract his attention. In a war, strong people of their level will have the right to decide on victory, and they often exist in them, rather than these huge armies.

Once upon a time, I had just traveled to this world, and was still working hard for food and clothing, living a life of stagnation. At the north gate of Chen County, I saw Sun Fu killing the tiger demon. Even if it was just a low-level tiger demon, he was invincible. Only his power was full of desire. Looking back on the past, I had already reached this point without realizing it. His strength was as strong as the most peak of this world, overlooking the vast number of people...

"Wow!Wow!Wow!..."

The rain was drizzling and pouring down. A white mist rose from the mountains and rivers in the distance. Ning Caichen just glanced at the Han army and looked at the void above the Han army's head. He saw that the black clouds that had already gathered there suddenly surged violently, like a sea of ​​clouds, suddenly becoming surging, and a huge pressure emanated from the clouds...

Powerful, vast, majestic...

At first glance, the clouds were rolling violently, rushing and gathering from all directions. At the end, a huge vortex appeared in the clouds. A man in black armor walked out of the vortex. This man was very burly, tall, bearded, and had tiger eyes. Standing in the void, exuding a huge momentum, giving people the feeling of an insurmountable mountain...

"Welcome to Marquis Wu!"

A shocking shout sounded from the Han army, and as he looked at the figures appearing in the void, his eyes were full of fiery.

"Wuhou, Fan Kuai!"

Ning Caichen's eyes also condensed. Looking at the figure that appeared in the void, he knew that this person should be Fan Kuai. He was tall and burly, with a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes were big, like a tiger's eyes, with a formidable aura that made people dare not look directly at...

"Random!...Dare to call the name of Wuhou." After Ning Caichen's words, a loud shout came from the Han army. He was a middle-aged general with a cultivation level in the realm and was also Fan Kuai's personal soldier. He was in awe of Fan Kuai. When he heard Ning Caichen calling Fan Kuai's name directly, he was furious: "Don't you kneel down and admit your mistake!"

"Buzz--"

The void shook, and the general's words fell and he glared at Ning Caichen. But the next moment, his face changed drastically. Ning Caichen's gaze looked at him. That glance seemed to be staring at by a prehistoric beast, his whole body was chilling, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen instantly. Then, in his sight, Ning Caichen pointed out casually at him...

"laugh!..."

A sword finger was shining brightly. Wherever he passed, the air was torn and the void was shaking, and he was shaking, directly following the general who was talking. The latter's pupils contracted in horror in an instant. The breath of death came to his face, and he wanted to avoid it, but he found that it seemed that the power of voids from all directions rushed towards him, imprisoning him in place and unable to move...

"Dong!"

The void was shaking, and just when the sword was pointing less than ten meters away from the general, a finger transformed from qi and blood appeared. It was Fan Kuai who took action, but he was confident very early, Ning Caichen shot a sword finger, and he only needed one finger.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!..."

The fingers and sword fingers collided with each other, and there was no big explosion, but a terrifying scene appeared. Within a few meters in the center of the collision, the space was like a mirror, with several tiny black cracks appearing, and the chaotic aura gushed, and then disappeared.

"call!"

After escaping, the general breathed a long sigh, his face pale and bloodless. Although it was rainy and cold fish in the north, he was covered in cold sweat. He had just felt like he was walking around the gates of hell, and his eyes at Ning Caichen became frightened...

Next to that general, the other Han generals also changed their colors one by one. Looking at Ning Caichen on the city tower, they were full of fear. The sword point just now was obviously Ning Caichen's dealing with the general who spoke, but at that moment, they felt as if their bodies were imprisoned and unable to move. This was amazing. You know, they were all masters of the magic power, but they imprisoned them with just one finger. How strong is this...

They couldn't calm down, and looked at Ning Caichen on the city tower, wearing white clothes like snow, standing in the rain...

"You are stronger than I imagined." At this time, Fan Kuai in the void spoke and looked at Ning Caichen: "It's not unfair to die in your hands."

"It's a pity that you are not my opponent."

"Marquis Wu of Han, I am indeed confident." Ning Caichen smiled faintly when he heard Fan Kuai's words, and was not angry: "But, is it an opponent? It's not a word."

"The State of Liang is destined to be corrupt, and my great Han cavalry is destined to step on every inch of the land in Daliang. Wherever the troops arrive, who will compete with me?" Fan Kuai said with a faint tone, and he had a strong self-righteousness. He heard the blood of the Han army under him: "You are a talent, and the State of Liang is not your stage. Come to my great Han..."

Fan Kuai looked at Ning Caichen and asked for it. He loved Ning Caichen's talent. He could see that Ning Caichen's cultivation was not yet at his level, but the attack just now could be compared with him. He was less than the realm of martial arts and magical powers, but he had combat power comparable to martial arts and magical powers. Such a person is definitely a gift for heaven. Even when he was young, he thought he could not do this...

"I eat the king's fortune and be loyal to the king. As a general of Liang State, I, Ning Caichen, should defend the country. I, the wife of Wuhou, will probably not be blessed to be saved..."

Ning Caichen smiled and shook his head, with a casual look. When outsiders saw him, they thought they were talking to old friends who had been with them for many years. They would never have thought that they would be the two head coaches who were in opposition on the battlefield.

"Hmph...I don't know how to lift up!"

Some Han soldiers below were secretly angry when they heard Ning Caichen's words. Some people snorted coldly. In their opinion, Fan Kuai took the initiative to recruit Ning Caichen, which was a great honor, but Ning Caichen refused.

"My big man's battle flag is destined to fill every inch of land on the beam. Do you think you can stop it?"

"Haha, General Fan is very confident, but this time, I'm afraid General Fan will be disappointed..."

"Um!"

Fan Kuai's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, because Ning Caichen's performance from the beginning to the present was too calm, with a smile on his face, and he had a kind of elegant temperament, but it seemed that everything was in control. He only saw this feeling in Zhang Liang.

In the process of planning and winning thousands of miles away, this is Zhang Liang, and he has made no mistakes. Seeing Ning Caichen's performance, Fan Kuai suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. Not only because of Ning Caichen's performance at this moment, but also because after leaving Liangzhou City, he found that he rarely saw living people along the way. Now Eluo Shui City is also an empty city, which makes him feel uneasy. The army is gone, only Ning Caichen...

"What the hell do you want to say?"

Fan Kuai spoke, his eyes directly at Ning Caichen, and a sharp light flashed.

Ning Cai's face remained unchanged. She ignored Fan Kuai's sharp gaze, still had a faint smile on her face, and the corner of her mouth raised-

"As the world says, the cavalry of the Han Kingdom will win the battle and defeat the attack. I don't know how many of these 200,000 troops will survive in the next round..."

"Fan Kuai, you lost. From the moment you led your army to Luoshui City, you have already lost!"

What!

Fan Kuai's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Ning Caichen, his eyes changing. He was guessing what he had missed. He did not suspect that Ning Caichen was blaming him. At this level, no one would like to joke. The Han army below was also in turmoil. Looking at Ning Caichen, the figure who had come to Ning Caicheng had already jumped high and walked into the void...

"Boom!...Boom!..."

At this moment, an intermittent roar came from afar...

"Here you come!"

Ning Caichen raised his mouth and flew directly above the clouds. Fan Kuai's gaze quickly contracted, looking to the north of Luoshui City. In his sight, there was a large area of ​​things looming in his sight, and there were many mountains, but he clearly saw that there were mountains trembling...

"Boom...wow...rumble..."

Finally, the mountain collapsed, and Fan Kuai's pupils suddenly shrank violently. In his sight, several mountains collapsed directly, and then a flood poured down, submerging the mountain peaks, making a vast and vast torrent, nearly a hundred meters high. Wherever they passed, everything was swallowed, leaving only the floods in the sky, just like this prehistoric beast with a bloody mouth, opening its mouth, as if it was about to swallow the world and rushing towards Luoshui City...

"Walk!"

Fan Kuai's eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted loudly. There was also a riot among the Han army under Luoshui City, with war horses neighing. They could not see the scene behind, but they could already hear the roar that was shattering, as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, and the earth under their feet began to shake...

"The whole army retreats, retreat!"
Chapter completed!