Countless clusters of arrows fell on the light curtain, as if they encountered metal and stone like a wall. Because of the huge impact force and the light curtain could not be broken, the iron arrow tips suddenly shattered.

The arrow shaft also moves forward vigorously. The skin of the arrow shaft made of peach wood is bulging like silk thread until the arrow shaft and the feathers behind the arrow tail are also broken.

The light curtain became dim, from the beginning to the milky white, and then like thin mist, but there was still no feather arrow passing through.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the forest, and the clusters of arrows with cold light finally stopped shooting. In the dense forest, countless cavalrymen ran out, scattered in a circle. In a moment, the cavalry turned into a neat rectangular queue, like a huge spear, splashing countless dust and grass branches on the ground, rushing towards Ye Qi.

In order to maintain combat effectiveness, in every year, they only rested for one month after the God Kingdom, and spent the rest of their time fighting and fighting. They were composed of practitioners from Xiling. In terms of momentum, they were afraid that practitioners in the realm of knowing their destiny would not dare to face the front.

As for the practitioners in the Dongxuan Realm, perhaps they were already dead and could not die any more when they first met those arrows.

Ye Qi's expression remained unchanged. He untied the wooden sword and held it in his hand, shook the light curtain and the remaining arrow rain on the light curtain, and faced the cavalry, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

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Ye Qi's thin figure was like an ants flying towards the giant elephant under the team of hundreds of cavalry. On the cold faces of the cavalry, they could see their disdainful smiles.

Even though you haven't even entered the fate, you're still thinking about fighting head-on. You're overestimating yourself. Even if you come from Guan, even if you can escape from Youge, you still can't escape the fate of being shattered by iron hooves.

Ye Qi waved his sword horizontally, and it was a very ordinary and direct sword.

However, after the sword was swung out, the dust suddenly snarled, and the grass branches splashed under the hooves of the tall Xiling horses suddenly fell, and the whole group of escort cavalrymen who were running like a torrent of surviving.

The heaven and earth energy under the edge of the wooden sword turned into a sword energy, and then swept like a strong wind. The sharp sword intent struck the neck of the leading cavalry. The sword energy tore their heavy armor and cut into their throats.

In an instant, ten heads flew up, and the broken neck was smooth, like the fountain in the middle of Taoshan Mountain, gushing blood.

The camp of the charlatan cavalry was disrupted by this sword, but they were tempered from iron blood after all. Countless wars had already made them develop a mind that could calm down in any situation. In just a moment, twenty cavalrymen held spears in their hands and surrounded Ye Qi, and the breath of heaven and earth wrapped in the spears stabbed out at the same time...

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First, a sword was shot straight out and killed ten cavalry, but the number of cavalry was too large. When countless spears were stabbed, Ye Qi's sword force had not yet been recovered.

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce, Ye Qi stepped away and the wooden sword was placed on a spear, and then countless spears fell on the wooden sword.

The cavalrymen who stabbed the spear changed color and changed. They were going to stab the Taoist sect to rebel, but the spear in their hands was pulled by an irresistible force and landed on the other party's wooden sword. What kind of strange magic is this?

Ye Qi was carrying his body on his back, and there was a wooden sword behind him. Twenty sharp spears were driven on the wooden sword. He moved sideways again, and the wooden sword trembled slightly, and the spears also began to shatter from the tip of the spear and spread on the body of the spear, until the wrists and bodies of the cavalry.

This sword was not a strange magic, but Tai Chi swordsmanship that he had never ignored since the first time and space. Based on his own strength, he used the power of a group of cavalry to return.

As soon as Tai Chi Jiandao was born in this time and space, twenty Xiling charlatan cavalry and war horses fell to the ground, their bodies cracked, as if they had turned into flesh and blood, and their deaths were miserable.

Then, Ye Qi raised the wooden sword high, and rushed towards the cavalry camp like a angrily killer.

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Since Ye Qi first arrived in the first time and space, he held a sharpened bamboo chopstick and stabbed the throat of a refugee with green light. The hot and sticky blood spilled on his eyes and fell on his lips. He no longer had fear of killing people.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, he once killed the 60 Yuan army with a pair of flesh palms. The blood of the Yuan army soaked his Taoist robe into bloody clothes. At the foot of Dadong Mountain, he pierced the throats of all the tiger guards with one sword. Those who died were angry or afraid, and his mind had never wavered. Since those people were born to block the way ahead of them, it would be fine to kill them.

Now at the northern border of the Divine Kingdom of Xiling, under a nameless short mountain in the eastern border of the Tang Kingdom, he wanted to go to the Tang Kingdom, but the cavalrymen were from the background to stop him, so his approach was the same, just kill him.

His gray-clothed Taoist robe was not stained with blood, and even a tiny drop of blood stain did not exist. However, the wooden sword in his hand changed from its own yellow to dark red, and the patterns on the wooden sword were moistened with blood.

He swung his sword and there were always one or more Xiling escort cavalrymen killed, and those originally fearless Xiling divine weapons finally showed a look of fear.

Fear is always relative. In countless wars, the Xiling cavalry has encountered strong enemies, but when they paid a heavy price, the enemy always had to pay the price, so they have never been afraid. Even if they pursued a remnant of the Demon Sect who knew the fate countless years ago, the price was too heavy that day, and they had never been afraid.

Now, they are fighting actively, but when the spear is stabbed out, they will always be pulled elsewhere by strange forces. Even if they are stabbed occasionally on the other party, they will not be able to hurt each other. His body is even more terrifying than the remnants of the Demon Sect at the Realm of Knowing the Destiny. Even worse, every sword he swung was so irresistible, but he was like an indefatigable machine.

The war horses whined in the pool of blood, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart never stopped. Finally, when only one hundred cavalry left, the two could not help but start to fear the man who looked like a gray-robed boy. They stopped the spear and sword in their hands and trembled, but they still fell under the wooden sword.

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Ye Hongyu looked at the sunset on the low mountain outside the view, clenched his fists with his hands, praying in his heart, praying that the person who made him in danger must escape the pursuit of the temple in order to save him.

Chen Pipi sat aside, desperately holding the snacks in his hand and put them into his mouth. News came from the temple that a team of the most elite sage cavalry was guided by the great priest of Tianyu to encircle and suppress the senior brother. That was the most elite sage cavalry. Who knew if there were any great cultivators who went there? No matter how powerful the senior brother was, how could he resist it?

The uncle of the master ignored this matter. Even if the senior brother was devilish, he was still a disciple of Zhishouguan. How could the temple be qualified to do this?

At this time, he was dissatisfied with the Taoist disciple for the first time, and also dissatisfied with the Guan.
Chapter completed!