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"Yes, young master, disciple understand!"

Song Qingshu was a little helpless. After all, the heroes of the rivers and lakes are the heroes of the rivers and lakes, and everyone has different ideas.

It is impossible to expect them to order and prohibit like soldiers!

Just look at the people of Mingjiao. Although Mingjiao trained the cultists in battle, it was still much worse than the army, but the discipline was much stronger.

These five schools, especially those scattered people, are simply incomparable.

To put it harder, if Song Qingshu hadn't deterred these people this time, I'm afraid that when the Yuanren attacked, these people would either escape or wait for death.

"Forget it, I'll do my best to fight against these Yuanren. It's best to defeat them.

Even if it can't, at least Yuanren must pay the price. As for whether it can break through, I don't bother to think about it now."

Song Qingshu shook his head and continued to study the map.

...

At this time, Yuan Ting Daying is under the mountain.

"It's not a way to fight like this. Our warriors have paid thousands of casualties, but they haven't penetrated the enemy's mountainside. This is going to break the Guangmingding. The 30,000 people we brought will probably lose most of them!"

The emperor Si Hanfei frowned and said.

He didn't care too much about the loss of these Yuanren soldiers, but in his eyes, if the three of them joined forces and were killed by the Central Plains too much, wouldn't it be detrimental to their reputation.

"Yes, if your majesty knows about this, we won't be able to hold back the face on our faces."

The national teacher Ba Siba also nodded and said at this time.

"Well, what you said is reasonable. I didn't expect that among the people in the Central Plains, there are also masters.

Just now, that kid beheaded hundreds of my Yuan Ting warriors with one person, but it was rare.

Well, let me let my disciple Pang Bian bring some people to take action!"

Meng Chixing thought slightly, but also felt that if the loss was too great, his reputation would not be very good, so he was planning to send his disciples to take action.

This time, the three of them thought it was just a very easy thing to win the Guangmingding, so they didn't have much preparation.

Pang Ban just happened to be by Meng Chixing's side, and this would follow him.

Of course, as the master of the Magician Palace, Pang Ban naturally followed a group of masters.

"It's so good!"

"With Pangban, these Central Plains people can't stop them!"

Ba Si Ba and Si Han Fei both nodded in agreement.

In fact, when they said that, they didn't hope that Meng Chi Xing sent Pangban to take action, but just sighed casually.

However, if Pang Ban really made a move, it would save a lot of trouble.

"Hehe, that's natural. My disciple is good at martial arts, but it's not comparable to the people of Central Plains."

Meng Chixing was still very satisfied with his disciple and waved his hand casually.

Pang Ban naturally heard the conversation between the three of them, and without hesitation, he straightened forward immediately.

Behind him, more than fifty masters from the Magician Palace rushed out without hesitation.

Not long after, they came to the front of the battlefield.

"Get out, get out of the way, a bunch of useless rubbish, haven't won the bright top after playing for so long!"

A disciple of the Magician's Palace waved the horse whip in his hand, and even drove away the fighting Yuanren cavalry.

Those Yuan people naturally dare not have the slightest dissatisfaction, and soon they will give up a channel.

Yang Xiao has been paying attention to this scene, and seeing the dozens of people who come over are steady and breath spreading, knowing that they are all strong, and they dare not hesitate to give orders.

"Rui Jinqi disciples follow the order and deploy defense!"

Immediately, Rui Jinqi's disciples formed a shield formation and looked at the opposite side vigilantly.

"Hmph, a group of mobs, don't they want to stop us from succeeding!"

Pang Ban showed disdain in his eyes and waved his hand at random. Behind him, the disciple of the Magician Palace rushed forward without hesitation.

Although Yang Xiao carried the elite of Rui Jinqi, after all, Rui Jinqi's disciples had to keep separate.

What's more, these people are just ordinary disciples, and most of them are third-rate martial artists.

But the people who came to the magician palace were all elites.

In this fight, Rui Jinqi suffered heavy losses.

The shield formation that can withstand the full attack of the Primordial Cavalry is just like a display in front of these powerful magicians, and it will soon be broken!

Yang Xiao's eyes changed slightly, but he immediately ordered: "The Shaolin disciples step forward and block these guys!"

There are many masters among the Shaolin monks, and most of them have practiced one of Shaolin's 72 stunts, and they all have stunts that can be mastered.

This shot barely blocked the offensive.

Upon seeing this, the Pangban looked a little ugly.

If Meng Chixing and the others saw that they couldn't even hold these Central Plains Warriors, wouldn't it be a shame, so they immediately jumped and joined the battlefield.

When he shot, he knocked five Shaolin monks into the air, and his shot was extremely harsh.

Those five obviously had no way to survive.

Yang Xiao's complexion changed without hesitation, and he jumped directly into the battle formation and fought with Pang Ban.

Not enough, after all, there are too few masters on Yang Xiao's side, but they were beaten back and forth, and even Yang Xiao was hit by Pang Ban because of a carelessness.

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"Report, young leader, urgent report from the front, Yuanren masters are dispatched, at this time Yang Xiao is leading people to resist, but it seems a little invincible."

Suddenly, a Wudang disciple quickly came to Song Qingshu's side.

Chapter 107: Whose He Is, Let's Kill

Thanks to Song Qingshu's arrangement of guard posts in advance, the battlefield situation can be clearly understood.

Yuanren's master?

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth curled slightly. He had already guessed that Yuanren would definitely send a master to help out. After all, they were attacking Guangmingding.

But I didn't expect that Yuanren would send a master so soon.

When the figure moved, Song Qingshu ran directly down the mountain.

Not long after, he had already come to Yang Xiao and the others.

At this time, Yang Xiao's side was at a considerable loss.

At least a hundred of Ruijinqi disciples were killed or injured, while the Shaolin Sect disciples also lost dozens of them!

"Huh, Central Plains people, that's nothing more than that. It seems that today, I can take the first effort to kill Guangmingding!"

Pang Ban looked at Yang Xiao and others who were defeated in front of him with disdain. In his eyes, it seemed that the outcome of this battle had been determined.

However, at this moment, he saw a figure on the mountain jumping directly off the cliff and attacking them.

"Huh, another one to die!"

Pang Ban said with disdain, at the same time, the four masters of the Magician Palace rushed to meet the man.

But soon, the four people flew back at a faster speed than they rushed over.

Because the person here is Song Qingshu!

"Yang Xiao, you first step back and rest, I will solve these people for you."

Song Qingshu said lightly, his tone was full of unquestionable, and also full of disdain for Pang Ban and others.

However, seeing Song Qingshu's move, whether Mingjiao disciples or Shaolin monks, they all felt relieved.

They stopped just less than ten meters away from Pangban and others, either bandaging each other's wounds, or recovering luck.

Pang Ban and the people in the Demon Master's Palace were a bit surprised. They didn't understand why the Mingjiao and Shaolin people were so bold.

But soon, they understood.

Because Song Qingshu shot!

Song Qingshu didn't bother to ask who these people were.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, these people have only one identity, that is, the dead!

The purple blood soft sword shot, Song Qingshu turned into a phantom, the sword aura.

With one sword and one sword, killing the masters of these magician palaces is not the slightest difference from killing those ordinary Yuanren cavalry.

Pangban's complexion changed, and there was even a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

"You, who are you?"

Pang Ban asked loudly.

It's just a pity that Song Qingshu didn't know the identity of this guy at this time, so he directly treated him as an ordinary soldier and cut it down with a single sword!

Pangban looked terrified and wanted to stop.

But Song Qingshu's sword, how could he be able to stop it!

A sword fell. For Song Qingshu, he felt that his hands seemed to be heavier, and he felt that the enemy seemed to block the purple blood soft sword from falling for a while.

It's just a pity that that moment was too short, so short that Song Qingshu didn't care about it...

If Song Qingshu knew that the person he killed casually was Pang Ban, he might even do it lightly.

Anyhow, the last two sentences were killing him.

But Song Qingshu didn't know who this person was, so he didn't even give him a chance to say a second sentence!

Yuan soldiers in the distance saw this scene, and their faces showed horror.

That's Pangban!

That's Pang Ban, the strongest disciple under the seat of Meng Chixing!

In Dayuan, Pang Ban is a well-known master who is only half a step away from the innate realm. How could he be beheaded so easily?

They can't believe it, they don't want to believe it, but they have to believe it.

Because at this time, Pang Ban's heads were still staring at them with unsatisfied eyes.

...

Yang Xiao and others were bitter.

This gap is too big!

They fought hard, but couldn't stop the enemy, why didn't he react at all when they arrived at Song Qingshu?

This guy, killing these Yuanren masters, how could it be no different from killing ordinary Yuan soldiers?

Anyway, give some reaction...

Everyone is the same if you go down with this sword...

Is it too much.

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know this, thinking that since he was all down, he was simply killing some Yuan soldiers, so he rushed forward without hesitation!

Blood was splattered, heads danced wildly, and within a short period of time, hundreds of yuan cavalry fell in a pool of blood. After all this, Song Qingshu turned and walked towards the mountain.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, what he beheaded this time was still nothing more than an ordinary Yuan soldier.

Didn't even realize how much psychological shadow he caused Yuanren!

The magician is dead...

It was so easily beheaded by that young man with a sword!

This, could it be that they were dazzled?

All of a sudden, the Yuanren in this direction forgot to attack!