Li Chenan pulled his hands into fists.

He suddenly took a deep breath.

He turned around and walked out of the door of the small wooden building. In Yan Jidao's sight, the soft sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the soft sword became straight.

He stepped out and flew up.

He landed on the courtyard wall, raised the sword in his hand, and roared: "Life... Xuanjia Camp... destroy all enemies!"

He flew up from the courtyard wall and swam towards the enemy.

At this moment, he was no longer afraid of life and death.

At this moment, he was unprecedentedly angry!

The true energy in his body seemed to feel his emotions, and it also boiled in this moment.

The true energy was poured into the soft sword. The soft sword let out a loud sword roar under his wielding, and a sword came out and pierced an enemy's chest.

Li Chenan landed on the ground, and the long sword in his hand was waving indiscriminately.

Its momentum is like crazy, its appearance is like crazy.

But in Yan Jidao's eyes, he was suddenly shocked-

Take heaven and earth as paper!

Use autumn rain as ink!

Use a sword as a pen!

Li Chenan is splashing ink and writing!

It seems to be writing about the spring and autumn of reincarnation.

It was also like writing a sad and angry tribute in a crazy way.

Bu Er Jian has no sword moves, Bu Er Jian’s sword moves are born from the heart.

At this moment, the Bu Er Sword Skill, which belonged to Li Chenan, appeared in front of the world for the first time.

Later generations called it...wen Jian!

Li Chenan killed someone so crazy for the first time.

Unstoppable murder!

This is the anger of an ordinary man, and blood is seen within five steps.

Xiao Baozi stood on the donkey's back, and Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan rushed towards Li Chenan.

Two knives.

Two Mushan Knife's swords!.

Wherever you pass, no one is their one-piece!

Xiao Baozi felt relieved, rode a donkey and fought again, gradually approaching Li Chenan, and gathered for a while, the five people became round, and Xiao Wu's dazzling hands tear open the door of hell.

So the door absorbed all the souls.

They killed a few in and out, and turned the world upside down!

The three hundred soldiers of Xuanjia Camp were now rushing and slashing wildly among the enemy like wolves and tigers, firmly carrying out Lord Xiao Li's orders, and venting the anger that had been alive for a long time when Mr. Changsun died...

They are all masters.

He is still a well-trained cold-blooded master like a machine.

They seemed tireless and did not know the pain of tearing wounds on their bodies.

They slashed each knife crazy but calmly, without a single knife, and the knife was fatal.

Three hundred people fight 30,000!

This is simply impossible in Huaiping Mountain, but these 300 people completely destroyed the momentum of his 3000 people in just one stick of incense!

The blades in their hands are extremely sharp!

Their fighting skills are extremely superb!

Their tactics are perfect!

They also have a crazy deputy master Li Chenan!

So, invincible!

So his men began to collapse.

Once collapsed, all collapsed.

The defeated soldiers were like a retreating tide.

The clouds gather in the mountains of Shuiyun Mountain. This battlefield is in the valley, with cliffs on both sides, so they end up having nowhere to retreat.

They turned around and ran towards the valley entrance. Huaipingshan also ran towards the valley entrance under the protection of his thousand guards.

But after a moment, they stopped.

Because there was a group of people coming from the entrance of the valley.

This group of people has men and women, and it seems that half of them are men and women.

The group of people did not ride horses and was quite lazy to go up because they had no formation. Even their swords were carried, carried, and carried...

Huaipingshan glanced back and the group of killing gods were coming.

He looked forward again, smiled contemptuously, thinking that the three or four hundred scumbags in front could not stop me from retreating.

He waved his hand and said, "Run, kill them all!"

An Zizai has stopped.

He raised his head.

"Silly,"

“…I’m here!”

"superior!"

"The last general will receive the order!"

Li Xiaohua raised the knife in her hand and yelled: "Brothers, follow me..."

The man like a tower rushed towards Huaipingshan without hesitation with this team that had never stopped and had already been exhausted.

The knife rises.

The knife fell.

"Clang clang clang clang clang..."

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The enemy suddenly found that the weapon in their hands was cut off, and then their lives were gone!

Li Xiaohua rushed into the enemy with one step.

The long sword in his hand opened and closed, and no one could stop him for a while.

Ye Po took a look and led a hundred Xuanjia bandits to rush over.

They are soldiers from Xuanjia Camp.

It's just that the training time is too short.

They are also desperate people in the world, and they don’t even blink when they kill people.

They flew directly into the enemy's formation, landed, and then bloomed.

When Huaipingshan saw it, his face suddenly changed.

Until now, he still doesn't understand what army it is. There are not many people, but his combat power is so strong that it is even far beyond the Shenwu Army!

The enemies behind you are all masters.

Half of the enemies in front of you are masters at this moment!

The other half... why can their swords be invincible?

The weapons of those people are Ningguo's standard weapons, but such weapons are like tofu under the swords of those people.

This battle was not only a fool, but also a desperate battle in Huaipingshan.

There is no way around both sides.

I have endured it for more than ten years!

I actually buried my bones here!

The prince...the throne...there is still a chance!

At this moment, his two sons thought they had already brought the 50,000 garrison troops from Nanping City and Fenglai City into the city.
To be continued...