"Ahhhh!"

Xu Shaoming screamed.

His whole body exploded, jumping up from the back of the Dragon-horned war horse, slashing out three huge red sword lights in succession. Three huge red sword lights cut across, slashing through the Warriors' team, flying out five hundred feet away before gradually fading away.

...

"Fellow Daoist Li! Could it be that your disciples of Zhenyang Sect participated in the war?"

Deep in the Warriors' Central Army's tent, the voice of a middle-aged female cultivator sounded.

"Hmph! Our Zhenyang Sect will not be so despicable!"

Fellow Daoist Li said coldly with an old voice.

"If this is the case, I will be relieved. Why should I take the life and death of an ant in white clothes to heart? Hahaha!"

The Murong Girl Xiu, whose voice was a little hoarse, said. Then, she burst into laughter.

"Hmph! Fellow Daorong, don't go too far! Otherwise, our Supreme Elder will be unbeautiful once he comes. Hehe!..."

The voice of fellow Daoist Li sounded deep in the Warriors' Central Army tent. The meaning of ridicule and threat slowly dispersed, and then there was no sound.

"Damn it!"

Fellow Daorong screamed. His crazy emotions filled the entire Yongsheng Army's central tent.

"Ka! Da! Da!"

A silver dragon-horned war horse rushed from the depths of the central army's tent and ran out of the central army's tent.

...

"Ding! The host kills an enemy, and the killing value increases by one point, and the murderous aura increases by one point..."

...

"Ding! The host's killing value is full, and he will be promoted to the sixth level of the Blood Transformation Realm..."

After three blows, Xu Shaoming was promoted to two levels in a row.

He was shining with yellow light, and red blood spurted out from all over his body, slowly falling from the air.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Another wave of arrows hit.

"Boom!"

There are three red lights in the middle of the arrow rain.

"Die! Ant! Dare to kill my brother!..."

A huge roar came from the rear of the Warriors.

"Swallow you! Bad guys!..." Hei Niu roared in her mind. A black vortex attached to the black tortoise shell.

"No!"

Xu Shaoming, who had just sat on the Longjiao War Horse, exclaimed. He suddenly panicked inexplicably, afraid that Hei Niu would make any mistakes.

"Puff puff puff!"

The iron arrow that flew into the black vortex, making a slight sound, and it never saw it for a moment.

"Boom!"

Three red lights flew over with thunderous sounds.

"Hei Niu! Baby, be obedient! Dodge it quickly, it's Jian Lan!...Does..."

Xu Shaoming shouted in horror. The three red lights were the arrow Lan from the mysterious man who practiced the arrow art. They were as powerful as the sword light he slashed out. Sometimes, the power of the arrow Lan was much greater than the power of the sword light. The attack power of the archer was far from that of the sword hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three red lights shot the huge tortoise shell, and the vortex attached to the tortoise shell, making a huge sound. The black tortoise shell was hit by a huge force, flew past Xu Shaoming's head and flew behind him.

"ah!"

The black girl screamed in her mind.

"No!……"

Xu Shaoming's hair stood up all over his body, and he roared wildly. The things he was worried about were born, and he had lost his mind at this time. The corners of his eyes cracked, and red blood flowed out, and he roared wildly: "You all deserve to die! All deserve to die! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ka! Da! Da!"

Xu Shaoming's mount, the red dragon-horned war horse, ran high. He rushed into the team of the Yongsheng Army, and rushed towards the thunder cavalry that shot arrows and arcane Lan.

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

He clasped his hands tightly into the top-grade talisman sword, used the four-sided sword technique, and kept slashing red blood-qi sword light into his four directions.

...

"Oh! What a pity!"

On the wall of Yulin Pass, Yan Li, who was watching Xu Shaoming fight, whispered in his mouth. A slight smile spread out from the corner of his mouth.

"Barbarian! A little barbarian! Rough! Brainless!"

Yan Tao, not far away, couldn't help but curse when he saw Xu Shaoming's actions.

He looked depressed and very regretful. He had some affection for the young and young Xu Shaoming and was preparing to cultivate it as a foreign aid. In his opinion, the sixteen-year-old Xu Shaoming is a genius of cultivation. In just over ten days, from a mortal who had cultivated to the late stage of the physical realm, it was rare to be found in Qingyang Sect, where geniuses gathered.

"Forget it, Yan Tao! You need to speed up your practice. Before the Fire Emperor Cave opens, you must practice to the ninth level of Tongmai Realm!"

The voice of fellow Daoist Li, who was old, suddenly rang in the ears of the depressed Yan Tao.

"Yes! Uncle Master!"

Yan Tao answered respectfully. He sat up straight, his eyes slightly closed, and began to calm down and adjust his breathing.

...

"Boom!"

Flashes of thunder spread out with the red sword light.

"Puff!"

Hundreds of soldiers of the Yongsheng Army were cut in half by the red sword.

"Bang!"

There were also some Warrior soldiers who were swept by two red sword lights and their entire bodies exploded.

"Ding! The host kills an enemy, and the killing value increases by one point, and the murderous aura increases by one point..."

"Ding! The host's killing value is full, and he will be promoted to the seventh level of the Blood Transformation Realm..."

...

At this time, the rear of the brave victory army.

A team of more than a thousand people stopped shooting archery and waited for the orders of the superior officer. A white-armored officer riding a white dragon-horned war horse ran over and asked Hu Yantian who was about to shoot archery: "Sir! What should I do if that little Nanman is stirring up with our people?"

"Pig brain! Of course it is an indiscriminate attack! No stopping without the orders of labor and capital." Hu Yantian shouted with a pale face.

He had just come out of the depths of the central army's tent and received the highest order, not afraid of any military law at all. A raging anger burned in his chest. His three younger brothers, Hu Yanli, Hu Yandao and Hu Yanyi, all died at the hands of Xu Shaoming, why aren't they angry?

He opened his red eyes angrily and shouted: "Die! Death! Death!" Several red lights, accompanied by the sound of thunder, flew out from his longbow.

...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Another wave of black arrow rains came, covering Xu Shaoming and the Yongsheng Army soldiers around him.

"Ding! The host kills an enemy, and the killing value increases by one point, and the murderous aura increases by one point..."

"Boom!"

Three red lights shone high.

After a breath, he flew to Xu Shaoming's chest.

"Dou!Dou!Dou!"

Xu Shaoming used the four-way sword technique and slashed three red lights that shot towards his chest in a row.

"Boom"

Another red light emerged from the chaotic crowd, passed through the protection of the red blood, and inserted into Xu Shaoming's neck.

"Didi! Dangerous! Dangerousness 2oo..."

The beauty was bare-faced and shouted loudly in horror.

"ah!……"

Xu Shaoming felt a heat in his throat and screamed.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!