Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!"Ahhh...Kill this devil!" Someone finally couldn't help but break down, and rushed towards the blood-stained white figure in spite of holding up the weapon.It's a pity that he was split in half by the oncoming sword energy before he even touched the corner of the opponent's clothes.

"Archer, shoot!" Ye Luye commanded in a deep voice.These black-clothed Jairans may be able to trap Mo Xiuyao, or even exhaust his inner strength and finally kill him.But that was on the premise that Mo Xiuyao himself didn't want to escape.More importantly, even if Mo Xiuyao doesn't run away, no one knows how much life it will take to exhaust Mo Xiuyao's internal strength and physical strength, maybe two thousand or three thousand?They didn't have that many people, I was afraid that the last man in black died, and the next one was their turn to try to burn the blade of the sword.

In that instant, the arrow was like a shower.Although they shot towards Mo Xiuyao, many people in black were too close to Mo Xiuyao.Moreover, Mo Xiuyao's figure was erratic, in fact, he shot and killed indiscriminately.Mo Xiuyao sneered, grabbed a man in black and threw it away, and was shot into a hedgehog.As soon as he turned around, the sword energy of the long sword swung out, and the feather arrows shot from a distance seemed to be blocked by something, and they rolled back and shot at the person who originally shot them.

"Yelüye, you are looking for death!" Mo Xiuyao said solemnly.

"Protect the Seven Prince!" Everyone was shocked, and dozens of people rushed to Yeluye and blocked Mo Xiuyao's angry sword.Only three or four of the dozen people blocking the sword were still guarding Yeluye.Fortunately, Mo Xiuyao was quickly drawn back by the feather arrow coming from behind, otherwise Ye Luye would really be worried about his life.Although he had recovered his life, Ye Luye turned pale, looking at He Lianzhen, who had just escaped like him, couldn't help showing a bleak wry smile and didn't dare to issue orders randomly.

"How high is Mo Xiuyao's martial arts...?" Looking at the white-haired man, Ye Luye couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

He Lianpeng was holding his wound and leaning against the door of the big tent. The bleeding wound not only made his face pale, but also faintly dizzy, "The current Mo Xiuyao is probably the best in the world. Two years ago. Long ago, he needed to join forces with Lei Zhenting and Ling Tiehan if he wanted to kill my master. Now... I am afraid that even when my master is in his heyday, he may not be his opponent." There is a kind of person called a genius who does not seem to need suffering. To practice, he doesn't need to be tempered, he should stand taller than others by nature.Such a genius, even God could not help being jealous.And Mo Xiuyao is obviously such a person.

Just when the entire Beirong camp was horrified by Mo Xiuyao, there was another noise outside the gate.

I saw two human shadows, one red and one white, coming from outside, as if two great shadows pounced towards Mo Xiuyao.

"Mo Xiuyao!" Feng Zhiyao's voice was furious. Fortunately, he was the first to speak out. Otherwise, I'm afraid that he would have to suffer two swords from the miserable Bei Rong black-clothed men who were ravaged by Mo Xiuyao.

Mo Xiuyao took the sword and glanced displeasedly at Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingyue who fell in front of him, and said, "Who wants you to be troublesome?" Han Mingyue didn't laugh, he just followed Feng Zhiyao to help. That's it, I also know that Mo Xiuyao will not accept his feelings and say nothing.

Feng Zhiyao was so angry that he was so angry that he grabbed Mo Xiuyao and said, "Don't leave yet, want to die here?!" Under normal circumstances, Feng Zhiyao can never catch Mo Xiuyao. Ermo Xiuyao's anger and tyranny dissipated a lot after the murder, but he also felt a little bit tired.Even if Mo Xiuyao is truly the number one master of martial arts in the world, there are no fewer than hundreds of Bei Rong masters who died under his hand today, so naturally it is impossible to really consume nothing at all.He just planned to spread the anger in his heart on the Bei Rong people and give them a warning by the way, but he didn't intend to take his own life into it. Even if Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingyue didn't come, he would leave in a while.

At this moment, he was stopped by Feng Zhiyao, and he glanced at Ye Luye contemptuously and said, "Let's go."

Take the lead to perform light work and go outside the gate.

"Mo Xiuyao?!" Ye Luye was immediately furious by the contemptuous eyes, and roared, "Kill me!"

At the end, Han Mingyue sighed helplessly, a sword swung away the oncoming arrow, and rose up and flew outside.

Feng Zhiyao dared to go straight to Beirong camp with Han Mingyue, naturally, he would not be unprepared.After the three of them left the camp, they were still chased by the Bei Rong army behind them.However, within two or three miles of chasing, he saw the black cloud rider of the opposite Mo family army standing by.Mo Xiuyao and the three fell into the Mo family's army and turned to watch the confrontation between the two armies of the Bei Rong army who had caught up.

"Mo Xiuyao, one day, this king wants you to die ugly!" Ye Luye said angrily as he looked at Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting on the horseback and was stained with blood.Mo Xiuyao snorted, and the sword pointed at Ye Luye with a sneer: "This is what this king wants to tell you. Today I will teach you a lesson. If there is another time, this king will definitely take your life! Back to camp!"

Seeing Mo Xiuyao leave leisurely surrounded by the Mo family army, Ye Luye's face was pale, "Go back!"

Yeluye and his party returned to the camp. Mo Xiuyao killed or injured more than 200 ordinary soldiers in the Bei Rong camp today. He Lianzhen and He Lianpeng specially trained Jairuan casualties as high as four to five hundred.Burning the sword and cutting iron like mud, let alone stabbing the key, even where the sword gas hits, it will be seriously injured and half dead.Those wounded soldiers are no different from dead, and will never be able to go on the battlefield again.This is not the worst thing, after all, compared to the army of millions, the loss of hundreds of people is almost negligible.But the psychological shadow caused by this massacre on Beirong soldiers is the most serious thing.King Ding alone can kill all the blood in the camp of hundreds of thousands of troops.This made the Bei Rong soldiers, who were already somewhat pressured by the reputation of the Mohist Army, more terrified of the title of King Ding.

"His Royal Highness." In the big tent, He Lianpeng knelt to the ground.He was badly injured but didn't get a good rest, making his tough face a little more haggard and weak.Ye Luye stared at him indifferently and said, "What do you want to say?" What happened today was because He Lianpeng went to deal with Ye Li.Originally, Ye Luye didn't agree with He Lianpeng's doing this, not that he didn't want to deal with Ye Li, but that Ye Li, as Princess Ding, must have countless masters to protect him. The chance of success is too low.What's more, the fate of the person who once shot Ye Li is still there.

Sure enough, He Lianpeng's plan failed, but Mo Xiuyao drew such crazy revenge.This time, what they lost was not the lives of the hundreds of soldiers, but the morale of the North Rong army.I am afraid that there are not a few amazing victories in this situation and it is impossible to recover.

He Lianpeng was silent, bowed his head and said: "At the end, there is nothing to say, please go down to sin."