Ye Qi appeared in the chaos army, and the old sword god Li Chungang followed the prince of the Northern Liang prince. One mile, one thousand people, three and a half miles later, only two thousand were left in the six thousand Kui army.

Ye Qi alone, he broke through three thousand armor under his sword.

The tide outside the Guangling River completely dissipated, and on the Dayan Rock, the remaining blood limbs were like tides, and the smell of blood was pungent. Ye Qi was wearing white clothes and was not stained with blood, and the tip of his sword pointed at the ceremonial guard behind the two thousand Kuijun.

The one-armed old sword god took off his sheepskin fur, revealing his broken mao clothes, and said, "The Wu family's nine swords broke ten thousand cavalry back then, and today, the one-man Guangye broke the three thousand armors of your Kui army, but I haven't killed them yet. King Guangling, you can think about whether you can kill the three of us with the remaining two thousand cavalry?"

King Guangling's face was tragic, and there was no blood on his fat face. Then a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the two thousand back Kui troops who were frightened were terrified and retreated quickly.

On the bloody Dayan Rock, Ye Qi was supported by the old sword god with one arm, and the three thousand Kui Army, including not only well-trained heavy armored cavalry, but also hidden people from the Jianghu who were recruited by Guangling King to spend a huge amount of money to train and recruit. He would launch strange attacks at any time. These attacks may not be as powerful as the sword energy of Sui Xiegu, but among thousands of troops, it is like a hidden arrow that is hard to defend, which consumes the most energy. In addition, breaking the three thousand armors, Ye Qi's sword energy consumes a foot in front of him, it is almost at the end of his strength, and he will not fight against Sui Xiegu's sword energy.

"Boy Ye, I also said that after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, my reputation will be restored to its past. Today, you will be defeated by three thousand armors with one sword." The old man in sheepskin fur said sourly.

He said that, how could Ye Qi not know that he was joking afterwards? Now that Dayanji is so bloody, Xu Fengnian is spitting on the ground in bloody clothes, and listening to his words, he laughed.

"Finally, find a place to support your old man, and the world will always belong to young people."

Seeing Ye Qi's face improve, the old man put on the sheepskin fur again and said, "You are not allowed to joke, you are not very scheming."

At this time, Xu Fengnian killed two hundred people for the first time, probably because he had recovered. The two of them didn't care about anything. They stood up and went to see King Zhao Yi of Guangling and the two thousand-black Kui Army, and said with regret: "There is a rise of murder and killing, and I forgot to speak harshly."

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Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, and you can just capture a Confucian scholar who can tell the whole truth about this sentence. If you say more or less, you should talk about the most prominent truth about this sentence. Reading is to cultivate oneself, govern the country and pacify the world. However, books are just books. How can you truly cultivate yourself without experiencing worldly affairs and not see the customs and livelihood of the people in the world? How can you talk about governing the country and pacifying the world?

Even if you have to travel thousands of miles to the real world, you can understand what you have learned. In fact, this principle can be explained in the world. People in the world have learned martial arts, just reading thousands of books, killing people, fighting, and applying what they have learned, but they are traveling thousands of miles.

Song Nianqing, the leader of the Dongyue Sword Pool, was in seclusion for many years. When he was young, Wang Xianzhi praised it. Later, he felt that the sword path in the Jianghu was lonely, so he simply could not leave seclusion for many years. On the banks of the Dongyue River, he was forced to the 14th sword by Ye Qi, who was only two first-grade realms. After using the sword immortal sword, even though Ye Qi understood the point of the mysterious, the realm of the first-grade martial artist was perfect, so he would not be as easy as Ye Qi's breaking.

Longhu Mountain, which is clearly outside the world but is closely connected with the temples of the martial arts world, is usually close to the way of heaven, but is afraid of being involved in cause and effect and never fight with others to train. The way of heaven is close and the realm is high enough. The combat power can only be said to be empty and there is no moon. Ye Qi, a swordsman who is less than the Heavenly Sword Immortal, killed the thirty-six Great Zhoutian Ceremony and killed three immortals who ascended the Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

Ye Qi's journey of thousands of miles is probably like Huang Sanjia's journey before the Spring and Autumn War. He walked thousands of miles and read the world in the book, and obtained the time travel authority in the system that ghosts knew what existed, practiced swords, killed and killed people, and was like this in every time and space.

He followed the clouds with his sword. Ye Qi was not going to Beimang quickly. He was waiting for the sea of ​​clouds in the sky to see, so he went to the road with his sword. When autumn and winter came, he walked out of the northeastern border of Liyang, crossed Orange Island, and entered the hinterland of Beimang Longyaozhou.

It was snowing heavily and the sky was cold. There was only snow left in the world. There were no people in a radius of hundreds of miles. There were several rows of horse hoof prints covered by snow on the road. However, soon, even the horse hoof prints disappeared.

Ye Qi, who was alone in the wind and snow world, seemed a little lonely and lonely. He was alone in the wind and snow, which made him think of the way to the snow field alone to find the temple. However, the sky was not that cold, and he did not meet the little fox chased by the white bear.

Thinking of that clingy and naughty little guy, Ye Qi's lips curled up with a relaxed curve.

I don’t know how long I have been walking in the wind and snow, but a smoke from the cooking smoke that is different from the cold smoke still looks conspicuous under the dark snowy world. At the end of the path below the surrounding snow, a courtyard-style inn appeared that was incompatible with the snowy days.

Ye Qi's footwork speeded up a lot. He walked a few steps a hundred feet away and opened the closed inn courtyard gate. The inn is quite large. The main building has three floors. On the west side is a kitchen with smoke from cooking and two bungalows. On the east side is a large stable, which is seven feet long.

At this time, a white horse was parked in the stable. It was probably cold. The white horse was huddled in a pile of hay, weakly gnawing at the top of the horse feed in the low horse trench beside it.

The size of this inn can be accommodated by more than a hundred or ten people. There is only one white horse in the stable. In fact, it is not uncommon. In Beimang, what people fear most is the snowy sky. Beimang has a wide territory and a flat terrain. When snow comes, it is impossible to avoid a hundred miles. Although Ye Qi is thin, he has the cultivation level of killing immortals. If someone walks for an hour on this windy and snowy day, it would be strange if his hands and feet are not frozen. If his hands and feet are cold, it will be a rare thing to freeze to death in the snow after a while.

Ye Qi walked a few steps in front of the main building and pushed the door open. Among the more than a dozen tables, there was only a woman wearing a veil in a hat and veiled in front of the table. She was eating white rice that was more expensive than silver in Beimang. On one table, a dark young man dressed in a waiter was sleeping vigorously in his pocket. At the counter, he had a slender waist. At the boss's wife, she was dragging her chin with one hand, staring blankly at the charcoal basin in the middle of the inn.
Chapter completed!