You dare!!”

Just before the sword light was about to come, a loud shout came from the sky.

Liu Jianxiong's thick sword energy turned into nothingness under this loud shout.

In the air, a bright yellow golden light fell rapidly and instantly hit the middle of Tang Ming and Liu Jianxiong.

The dust dissipated, and when he saw the figure clearly, Xiao Ran in the distance was excited.

Han Daxiong dragged the heavy sword with one hand and slowly walked to Tang Ming, frowned at Tang Ming, who was pale in front of him.

"How did it look like this?"

Han Daxiong looked at the elder of the Yiqi Sword Sect who had no breath in the distance, and then looked at Tang Ming again, a little puzzled.

In his impression, the person who could force Tang Ming to this point was probably not born yet.

Even if there is really, it is impossible for Elder Po who has no breath at all.

"Who are you? You know that I am the elder of the inner sect of Yiqi Sword Sect!"

Liu Jianxiong was afraid of the heavy sword intent emitted by Han Daxiong, and then moved out the sect's signature according to the routine.

"Yiqi Sword Sect? It's you again!"

After hearing Liu Jianxiong's report to his house, Han Daxiong was immediately furious. He swung his heavy sword and his strong sword intent rushed directly to the central army's tent.

"The grievances of cultivators, and ordinary martial soldiers retreat quickly!"

Han Nobita shouted suddenly the moment before setting off his sword.

The tragic situation of Qingxia Town is still lingering in Han Daxiong's mind. He never uses a trace of spiritual strength to cultivate his cultivation on the battlefield.

So when he was about to take action, he still couldn't help but remind him.

Zhong Wu looked at each other with a few generals, then turned around and retreated.

Just as Han Daxiong said, this is a grudge between cultivators. Even if they want to help, they don’t have that long hand or foot.

As Zhong Wu retreated, Tang Ming seemed to be stimulated in an instant, and turned around suddenly, and the dragon scale knife in his hand flashed again.

At the same time, in the distant mountains and forests, a thousand elite warriors appeared outside the battlefield again.

The mute took the lead, followed by the little plum who was also rushing forward with a knife.

When he saw these two people, Zhang Chongshan laughed loudly, and the knife in his hand became a little sharper again.

The military formation outside the Northern Camp of Nanmang was torn apart again, but this time, it no longer had the ability to encircle it.

Originally, the 2,800 iron cavalry were not ordinary martial soldiers. In such a long time, the Northern Camp had lost nearly 7,000 people.

And the two thousand and eight hundred people also suffered a lot, but the rest still fought to the death.

Now another thousand suddenly appeared. Who knows how many martial soldiers are still there in the dense forest?

The Beiying Front began to collapse under these 3,800 iron cavalry.

The central commander Zhong Wu was pressed by Tang Ming step by step, and wanted to send his deputy general to the northern line, but he could not pass Tang Ming's level.

"Reward for exploring the horse!!"

Just as Hongwu retreated under the escort of the deputy general, a cavalry rushed out of the army south from afar.

"The central army collapsed, and the army of the northern foot of the Xuanyuan Dynasty had already penetrated the central army. The commander Xiao Bieli personally led the army to the northern foot of the northern foot, and was coming towards the northern camp!"

The horse-studying cavalry turned over and dismounted, saying bad news that almost made Zhong Wu faint.

The central army was dispersed, the Northern Camp was restrained, and the defeat of Nanmang was decided!

"Commander, let's... retreat!"

The deputy general beside him looked at Tang Ming who was still struggling between the martial arts soldiers and said with fear.

Eighteen thousand people were actually held by 3,800 iron cavalry.

Even if you return to Nanmang, it will be a sin to lose your head.

Zhong Wu's face gradually became ferocious, and he stared at the white-haired man who was still rushing towards him in the distance.

If this guy hadn't led people to raid the Northern Camp, he wouldn't have been so busy.

Eighteen thousand people were restrained here and eventually became a decoration.

"Even if I die, I will pull you as a cushion!"

Zhong Wu gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Ming, then turned around and took out a huge longbow from behind the deputy general.

The inscriptions on the bow body are flashing, and it is obvious that they are not written by ordinary people.

Zhong Wu picked up the big bow, reached into his arms, took out a small white jade bottle, and poured out a red pill from it.

The deputy general looked at Zhong Wu with some confusion. They followed the commander for many years. This big bow is often seen, but it is the first time that the bow is drawn.

The elixirs in the commander's hand were not ordinary goods, and the bloody smell emitted in them made them look a little sideways.

Staring at Tang Ming who was fighting all the way, Zhong Wu gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill in his hand.

This spirit-taking pill is an unknown secret from the Zhong family. Like this big bow, even Zhong Wu doesn’t know where it comes from.

But the arrow of the god-killing arrow was a secret passed down from generation to generation by the Zhong family. Only the head of the family understood that this big bow that no one could draw was, and what treasure!

Zhong Wu's face, who swallowed the elixir, gradually began to turn red. After a moment, a trace of blood slowly oozed out of his seven orifices.

"Commander..."

The deputy generals around him saw this scene and went forward to check it, but they didn't expect that at this moment, Zhong Wu waved his hand suddenly and split the closest ginseng general beside him alive.

The armor on Zhong Wu's body began to shatter, and the body under the armor seemed to be expanding rapidly.

If Tianzong was here, he would definitely recognize it.

Because the spiritual pill comes from the Medicine King Valley, but it has been lost for a long time.

Legend has it that even if mortals take it, they can transform the essence, energy, essence and blood all over the body, and the physical body reaches a terrifying level in a very short time.

Unfortunately, the disadvantages of this elixir are too obvious, and the body of a mortal cannot withstand such violent medicinal power.

After taking it, not only did he lose all his intelligence, but he could only last for a while. Even if he was young and strong, he would die quickly like an octogenarian.

Zhong Wu's body finally broke his armor, and an arrow flashing with blood appeared in front of him.

Slowly pulling open the big bow, the flashing inscription seemed to come alive in an instant, rushed out of the big bow and wrapped around an arrow.

Between the blood inscriptions entangled, an arrow formed by the red light condensed inscription extends behind the arrow.

With the bow and arrow, Zhong Wu's eyes were no longer in the eyes of more than 100,000 troops in the Northern Camp of the Southern Mang, nor more than 3,000 cavalry in the Northern Foothills.

Only Tang Ming, who is not far away, is left.

The moment the arrow appeared, Tang Ming's eyes were red and strange lights flashed through his body.

From the beginning to the present, what attracted Tang Ming was this strange arrow on Zhong Wu.

The moment the big bow was pulled open, Xiao Ran, who was fighting in the distance and Han Daxiong, who had already cut off Liu Jianxiong's head, both looked over at the same time.

That aura, except for the momentum of Feng Binbei's last sword in the Yellow Sand World, there was no breath that could match it.

"Young Master!!"

Han Daxiong roared angrily and rushed towards him like thunder.

Unfortunately, the moment he moved, the arrow had already left the big bow and galloped towards Tang Ming.

It was only twenty steps away, and even Han Daxiong now did not have the ability to block the arrow before the arrow pierced Tang Ming's body.

Besides, even if Han Nobita really has time, can he stop it?

A trace of charming rainbow light flashed across the arrow and instantly sank into Tang Ming's chest.

However, Tang Ming seemed to be hit by a sled hammer in the chest, and flew backwards suddenly, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed.

When the heavy sword fell, Zhong Wu, who was no longer human, was divided into two pieces. At the same time, Xiao Ran forced two disciples of the sect who had no intention of fighting and cut off the banner of the central army of the Northern Camp with one knife.

At this time, the sound of killing in the south of the North Camp shook the sky, and the army on the northern foot rushed into the North Camp under the leadership of Xiao Bieli.

...

Tang Ming seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss, and there was no trace of dawn.

The falling figure did not stop, but his faces clearly passed by Tang Ming's sides.

There are Han Zhuang who died outside the Ganyun Gate, there are horse straits who died outside the east and old Li who died behind him with a smile...

People with vivid faces flashed past Tang Ming over and over again.

He stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch those who were alive in front of him.

Gradually, a hint of imperceptible luster began to appear above the head, and in the distant sky, it seemed that there was gradually color.

The stars in the sky gradually began to flash, and outside the Beidou, another star lit up after another.

The space began to become clear, and Tang Ming discovered that at his feet, the two disappeared two-pole beads shone brightly.

Above the sky, there were 108 stars connected. In addition to the one that merged first, another one lit up not far from him.
To be continued...