The long street was wide enough, with fifteen cavalry divided into three groups, five or five, one in front, holding a flying hook and a saber, two in the back, one in the squadron and one in the squadron.

The sound of horse hooves roared, like thunder thunder exploded, and the five riders rushed towards Qiushi Chen Qi's diamond formation. The current five riders made an iron hook, and flew in like an eagle. Qiushi took a step back, held the iron rod with his right hand high and his left hand low. At the moment the hook claw flew, he poked five times in a row, and the iron hook was knocked away.

Cong Yun's Fifteen Cavalry has never been easy. After many years of cooperation, everyone is a good player. Compared to Pan Huchen, he covers his face with a black mask and shows no joy or anger. Using infantry against cavalry is like hitting a stone with an egg while hitting a stone with an egg. Wang Huan smiled evilly on his lips, overestimating his own abilities and seeking death.

The grapple hook was knocked away, the saber took action, and the five riders dispersed, with iron chains with meteor hammers tied between them, and they dragged them on the ground with a clang in their kick. Chen Qi and others bent their knees slightly, and they jumped high at the moment when the meteor hammer came. The sabers of the five riders were cut off one after another, and the spear in their hands faintly blocked the angle, and everyone jumped up again. The height of the two secret guards was not enough, and they were pierced by Cong Yun's heavy spear and fell to the ground. The third wavelength sword was more like a big axe. The knight swung and rotated, like a meat grinder, blocking all the way to dodge. The two secret guards fell to the ground were dragged away directly from the ground by the iron chain, chopped into meat paste by the long sword, and dragged all the way out. Chen Qi and Qiushi and the other two fought hard with the long sword and slid out from the bottom.

Chen Qi was shocked, and he underestimated the ancients. The cavalry in front of him had such a well-trained and cooperative cooperation. Even fifteen people were like this. If there were thousands of people, wouldn’t it dominate the entire Jiuzhou?

After three waves of charge, before Qiu Shi could land, Li Yi's long sword flashed and came over the air. According to Qiu Shi's usual strength, Li Yi might have difficulty taking one move. Now Qiu Shi only felt that his eyes were black and his throat was sweet. He forced himself to hold it in one breath. Li Yi's long sword angle was tricky, and he was aiming at his neck. He was playing with one blow. Qiu Shi was not strong enough and his eyes were still there. He raised his breath and threw the iron rod upwards, and took Li Yi's move. The sword rod intersected. Li Yi turned around and retreated. Qiu Shi took several steps in a row, and he held his back and knelt forward on one knee, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and the ground was bright red.

Chen Qi and the secret guards quickly stepped forward, protected Qiushi from both sides, surrounded Qiushi behind him. Chen Qi held the knife in both hands, posed for a stance, his feet were shoulder-width apart, stood steadily, raised the straight knife in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife forward towards Li Yi, and then slowly raised it over his head. It was the Mohist sword technique that did not attack, and the momentum suddenly rose. At this time, Chen Qi understood the meaning of not attacking. The Mohist family stopped fighting and emphasized the use of violence to fight violence. If I don’t attack, you attack and take the initiative. If you don’t attack, you will have to come. The opponent needs to break the deadlock.

Li Yi was indeed shocked. Chen Qi was exposed in an empty sect, but he didn't know how to attack. He felt that no matter how he took action, the opponent's long sword would be slashed from his head, holding a sword in both hands, and Chen Qi, a famous strongman in Chang'an, had a powerful force of thunder.

Li Yi's moves were interrupted, and his momentum became three points weaker. Seeing that Li Yi was hesitating for a moment, Chen Qi thought that the opportunity had come, so he moved forward and shouted coldly, and slashed with a knife.

How could Chang'an Martial Madman retreat? The other party was still a young man who had not grown enough hair. He retreated in front of everyone. It made people laugh when it was heard. Li Yi groaned, gathered his energy and tried hard, and pulled the straight knife in his hand upwards, slashing the downward force to one side.

With a harsh sound, the sword blade passed by, and the sword in Chen Qi was bounced up. Chen Qi saw the opportunity and took advantage of the opportunity to cut down seven or eight times in a row, and slashed down with all his strength like lightning. Li Yi held the sword in one hand and actually stepped back several steps. If Li Yi hadn't had the skill far superior to Chen Qi, these few strokes would be enough to knock Li Yi to the ground.

Chen Qi attached enough importance to Li Yi. Li Yi became famous when he was young. The name of Chang'an Martial Madman was not for nothing. He has been very powerful since childhood. He has always fought with Qiu Shi, who has amazing strength. He has a lot of experience in dealing with people with extraordinary physical strength. He had a lot of experience. The storm-like attack that was unforgiving just now was impeccable by Li Yi's defense. There was still a lot of gap between him and Li Yi, especially considering that he took advantage of the opponent's disadvantage and could not break the situation. At this stage, he must beat Li Yi. It is difficult.

Li Yi took a step back, and the straight sword in his hand turned into a splendor, and he grabbed Chen Qi's face. Chen Qi was calm and calm. The sword in his hand danced like the wind, defending tightly. The results of three years of hard training were just right to test. In an instant, the sword rubbed more than ten times, and the sound of ping-pong was endless, which was heart-wrenching. The two of them fought faster and faster. The secret guards could not get in and only helped Qiu Shi.

At the same time, Cong Yun's cavalry set out, and the second wave of shock had already started. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, overshadowing the battle between Li Yi and Chen Qi. Qiu Shi knelt on one knee, his mouth was covered with blood, holding a stick with one hand and his chest with the other. The secret guard was also a war-torn guest. If he was defeated today, the old kingdom went away and Chen Xueshi died tragically. Judging from the current situation, this situation was no longer good. The third young master was in danger, and there was no need for the secret guard to exist. Since this is the case, if you make a profit, you should use the Cong Yun cavalry famous in Chang'an to start the attack. Even if you die, you can't die in vain. The secret guard gritted his teeth, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes. He held the knife in his back hand and roared, and rushed towards the five horses that were galloping at lightning.

Li Yi was surprised that the three boys of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion were so powerful. He became more and more frightened. Although he was turtled in his long wind, his momentum was like a rainbow and extremely powerful, but his main attacker was far away from Chen Qi. This boy was like a turtle huddled in the shell. If he continued like this, he would have to recover his energy without twenty moves. If this boy had a few more stabs like that just now, it would be hard to say whether he could get out of his body. He heard that Chen Qi and Qiu Shi had been learning art for three years, and Mo Zi's swordsmanship was not yet allowed to enter the house, and he could even share the same beauty with him. The Mo family's kung fu is really extraordinary. Chen Qi will die, and there is no need to fight with him. His moves are both defeats and is not worth it. Li Yi decided to stop before and put away his heart against the Mo family.

Just as Li Yi believed in the moment of the flash of lightning, Cong Yun's cavalry charged at a speed. The secret guards of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion jumped high. The five horses chose the middle one, and did not dodge against the oncoming saber. The saber sang and pierced into the chest and abdomen of the secret guard. The secret guard pressed the cavalry's neck and exerted force. With a fierce force, they twisted into a strange angle. The two dragged the horses and fell to the ground. The horses sounded, and the front hooves were raised. The five horses were connected with iron chains. The horses stopped, and the entire charge stopped. Qiu Shi picked up a life. The secret guard used his life to exchange Qiu Shi for a chance to breathe.

However, Qiu Shi smiled helplessly, his lips were chapped and white, and his eyes were black and black. He might fall down at any time. He knew that he had lost too much blood in his body and could not rest. What's the use of living for a while? Qiu Shi's hands were weak and could no longer support him. He fell to the ground and rolled to the side. He was a Mo family and was obsessed with keeping promises. He said that he would have to survive and die with the old country public. The third young master was not a child of the Mo family. He was so arrogant and kept his work. He was not afraid of burning firewood. If he hadn't been discovered, the third young master would not have been so reckless. He had always thought about a few more ways to do things, just like his friend Wang Fu, the captain of the Western Army's elliptical team. He was very thoughtful. Alas, I would have known that I wouldn't have made such a big noise and I would have had a vain with Miss Pei's child.

Li Yi stopped attacking, and Chen Qi was also breathing heavily. He always felt that every move Li Yi used, he would be his limit to catch it. He gritted his teeth and held on. If Li Yi could hold on for a while, he might not be able to hold on. He tried his best to control himself, prevent his hands from shaking, and prevented Li Yi from seeing that he was at the end of his strength. He slowly stepped back to Qiu Shi's side, squatted on the ground to check Qiu Shi's condition, and also bought time for himself to recover.

The fifteen Cavalry of Cong Yun were very close to each other, and they were relatives and brothers. One of them was exchanged for their lives by secret guards. The remaining cavalry dismounted, saluted, and then rode on the horse. Hate burst out in his eyes and sentenced Chen Qiqiqiushi to death. Death was coming. There was no sadness of the end of heroes. Chen Qiqiqiushi's actual master and disciple looked at each other and smiled slightly, quietly watching and charging again.

(End of this chapter)
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