As the lord of the city, Wanyan Meng must have had some achievements in strategy. So after a brief shock, he quickly reacted. Thinking that because of his desire to cherish talent, the lord of Guang'an was already angry and his beard stood up one by one. He roared in anger, and his whole body was filled with green light. When the mantis's phantom flashed, a sword light had already rushed straight into the sky, and then fell down from the air like a scimitar from the sky, slashing straight towards the eight people.

"My mom, this time I'm really done."

Grinning, Yang Renjie held the purple thunder knife tightly, and purple lightning crackled all over his body. Although he was desperate, his movements could not tell at all that he wanted to give up and resist.

Fu Feng, Li Yilin, Jiang Siyu and others all raised their weapons with serious expressions, obviously not giving up hope.

However, compared to everyone's adversity, Yao Ruoyu looked lazy and chuckled: "Don't worry, most of us will not die."

"Why?" Hou Jingru, who was standing behind him, blinked her eyes, her charming and green fox eyes were full of curiosity.

Without waiting for Yao Ruoyu to answer, a sword light burning with endless green flames suddenly came from a distance, roaring and colliding with Wanyan's fierce sword force in the sky. The sword light and sword force were all green. After the two intervened, they immediately collapsed and turned into green flames in the sky scattered in the air.

"Wanyan Meng, a dignified general in the fifth level, actually bullied a group of children who had not even reached the fourth level. Are the warriors from your Dawan City the most dignified martial arts? Why are they so shameless?"

The hearty laughter exuded an indescribable comfort. The Jin soldiers from the sword light suddenly flew out like a broken catkin. Then they saw a man wearing green armor strode out and looked at Wanyan Meng with a smile.

Wanyan Meng was in a state of rage. After hearing this, he even angrily penetrated his chest and roared: "Ma Wenrui, you are looking for death!"

"It's not certain who is looking for death!" He laughed, the green-armored man named Ma Wenrui waved his long sword, and the sword light condensed by green flames scattered everywhere, killing all the Jin infantry around him.

While walking in the garden, the man had already walked to Yao Ruoyu and others, looked at them, and then smiled and said, "Although you don't know your origin, you're doing a good job..." Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed in his hand, and several Jin infantrymen who rushed up immediately split into pieces, and then they were burned into ashes by the green flames.

Seeing the man protecting his group of eight people, Wu Xue's eyes turned quietly, and she took out a stack of talisman paper from her arms with a smile, and threw it out hard towards the Jin soldiers on the left. Dozens of talismans that were stimulated by spiritual power instantly turned into endless fire rain and fell from the air to the group of Jin soldiers.

The Jin soldiers, who had been scared by these young people, immediately raised their shields, but who would have thought that the fire rain was powerless and had not even touched the shield, and it had automatically extinguished in mid-air.

"Don't be confused! Calm down! Form formation!"

Suddenly, a strong man covered in blood scars rushed out of the crowd. It was Wanyan Kuang, a general from the Jin Kingdom who had been ruined by Yao Ruoyu's previous move.

Wanyan Kuang shouted loudly while holding a gun at Ma Wenrui, and even shouted: "Surprise, I'll solve this mess first!"

Wanyan Meng frowned when she heard this, and her eyes showed a little hesitation, but Wanyan Kuang stepped forward without any hesitation. The condensed golden light of the true energy wrapped around the steel gun and pointed it at Ma Wenrui and stabbed it out.

With his waist slightly turned, Ma Wenrui leaned back, and the long sword of Green Flame in his hand also raised diagonally, just holding the spear. Green Flame and red light collided with each other, splashing densely broken true energy.

Seeing that Ma Wenrui was restrained by the burly man, Wanyan Meng finally made a decision, but did not attack Ma Wenrui with the burly man. Instead, the sword light rolled up and turned into a sword river that flooded the world and fell towards Yao Ruoyu.

He also hated Yao Ruoyu very much. If it weren't for this guy's cunning, his thousands of infantry would not have revealed any flaws, nor would he let the Song army in Fuling City find an opportunity to launch a large-scale attack and completely defeat their formation.

If he did not make any mistakes here, the tens of thousands of cavalrymen at the North Gate could wipe out all the Song cavalry such as Yanlong Camp in a moment, and then he could attack the city. Even if he could not really capture Fuling City, he could definitely prevent the spiritual masters in the city from moving the spirit formation.

The spiritual formation arranged by a single spirit master is enough to match several warriors of the same level, and the spiritual formation of the Song Dynasty's legion is almost a destruction of the world. Once the opponent's arrangement is completed, the tens of thousands of cavalry on his side will probably lose most of it within a few breaths.

After thinking about this, Wanyan Meng's heart became even more angry, and the sword river in the sky became more sharp and exuded a strong and suffocating murderous intent.

At the critical moment, a pure black flame suddenly came from a distance, and then intercepted the sword light first. Although the power of this black flame was not as powerful as Wanyan's sword light, after the two collided, the power of the sword river was also weakened to extremely weak, and was easily scattered in the air by a black gun axe.

Yao Ruoyu was immediately overjoyed when he saw this. He could see clearly that the cavalry who had just rescued him was a pure black cavalryman with his horse. Although the other party seemed to have not reached the fifth level, the momentum he showed in his every move was not inferior to Wanyan Feng, and he could even compete with him.

Before Yao Ruoyu could speak, the cavalry general had turned around, and the bloody eyes hidden in the black helmet showed a hint of joy, and he looked at him firmly.

"Brother Yao?"

Seeing that the visitor opened his mouth and shouted out his name, Yao Ruoyu was stunned, then frowned and said in confusion: "You are..." Although he could not recognize him because the other party was wearing a helmet, Yao Ruoyu vaguely felt that the other party's voice was very familiar.

The cavalry general was naturally Zhang Ziqiang, the sixth son of the Chu family who had been in the limelight before. He was just now killing in the enemy formation and happened to see Yao Ruoyu and others rushing into the Jin** formation outside the west gate by controlling the altar.

Although the distance is far away, Zhang Ziqiang, who is at the ninth level of the fourth level, has such strong eyesight. He immediately saw the people on the altar clearly. He thought that he would not see each other again in this life suddenly appeared, so Zhang Ziqiang was naturally very excited and quickly rode his horse and was about to rush over.

But when he was just killing, the limelight was too powerful, and several Jin generals even surrounded and killed each other. It was a big fight. Fortunately, several Chu generals came to help in time, and Zhang Ziqiang defeated the group of people, and then rushed to the first time to rescue Yao Ruoyu in time.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu's eyes confused, Zhang Ziqiang felt cold at first, and then he reacted. He quickly took off his helmet and stopped the exercise of his martial arts. Suddenly, his bloody eyes gradually faded and returned to his usual simple face.

Seeing that the black-armored cavalry general was Zhang Ziqiang, Yao Ruoyu and others were both surprised and happy. What was surprised was why Zhang Ziqiang was wearing armor. What was happy was that he could find a missing classmate.

Zhang Ziqiang was also extremely surprised. He glanced at everyone around him and suddenly looked at Yang Renjie, grinning and said, "Doudou, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

Yang Renjie hadn't reacted yet, until Zhang Ziqiang called out his nickname, that he slapped his thigh like he woke up from a dream and exclaimed: "Oh, I'll go, I'm going to have a big fuck?"

"Dou Dou." Zhang Ziqiang smiled when he heard this.

Yang Renjie's mouth suddenly tilted: "My mother is so beautiful... charcoal!"

Zhang Ziqiang smiled: "Dou Dou."

"Secretary!" Yang Renjie was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Dou Dou." Zhang Ziqiang scratched his nose and replied with a smile.

Unable to spread his hands, Yang Renjie finally gave up fighting with Zhang Ziqiang and smiled bitterly: "Can we change the meeting words to meet again with an old friend?"

"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Ziqiang nodded, "Dou Dou."

Seeing Yang Renjie's face full of depression, Fu Feng immediately patted his shoulder and laughed: "There is no way, the regular party dinner for a black doodou, this is the tradition of our Literature and Art Department, and it cannot be changed!"

Seeing that they were chatting without any tension, Wanyan Meng naturally had a blue face and was about to open her mouth to curse, Yao Ruoyu shouted with a serious expression: "It's enough! You guys are too nervous! Don't you see when this is?"

The people laughed unconsciously when they heard this, but before they could answer, Yao Ruoyu had already curled his lips and muttered: "But speaking, it seems that we haven't had a dinner together for a long time, so why don't we look back..."

"Enough!"

The furious Wanyan Meng could no longer care about it. When he roared, his powerful true energy had broken out of his body. In an instant, a green mantis shadow condensed, and the sword intent spread all over, forcing everyone to stagger.

The tiger's body trembled slightly, and Wanyan's eyes roared red, "Are you here to fight or come to have fun?"

Wu Xue poked her little head out from behind Yao Ruoyu and said with a smile: "I think the two can be together. Funny is an attitude. We should treat everything with a funny attitude, whether it is a fight or a dinner party. Oh, when it comes to dinner party... I'm hungry."

Jiang Siyu, who was standing beside her, reached out and touched her waist bag when she heard this, took out a bun and said lightly: "Eat it."

Wu Xue cheered, took the bun and bit it hard. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "Oh! It's so good, it's still meat bun..." As she said that, she actually sat down on the ground and started eating.

On the battlefield full of blood and corpses, there was a girl sitting on the ground gnawing on the meat bun. The stranger scene was, the more weird it was. Suddenly, the soldiers around Song Jin stopped fighting one by one, and looked here with strange eyes.

But no matter how strange the scene was, Wanyan Meng was completely mad at the roar, and then rushed towards Wu Xue regardless of everything.

"Haha, Wu Xue, are you sure you really don't have a sarcastic face?"

As the laughter sounded, blood light rose in Zhang Ziqiang's eyes again, and black flames suddenly surged and condensed, blending into the black gun and axe to slash towards Wanyan Meng.

The moment the red and golden swords and black gun axes hit each other, the red and golden light and black flames were directly entangled. The flames burned light, and the light annihilated the flames. The two were divided and merged, and finally mixed together, completely exploded in collapse, forming several circles of air waves, blowing the surrounding Song Jin soldiers away together.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Although Zhang Ziqiang's face was as normal, his bloody eyes fainted slightly.

After all, he is only at the ninth level of the fourth level. Even though he is able to forcibly gather military power with his talent and special skills, so that he can match the fifth level with himself, but after fighting along the way, he is not without any loss.

As the lord of Guang'an City, Wanyan Meng is at the fourth level of the fifth level, and is not comparable to Wanyan cannon fodder at the first level of the fifth level. Although this attack seems to be a draw, Zhang Ziqiang feels that his muscles are trembling violently, and he is at any time likely to be defeated by the power of the opponent's attack.

He realized something was wrong, and Yao Ruoyu made a seal with his finger and slapped Zhang Ziqiang on the back in one move, finally helping him suppress the injuries in his body.

At the same time, seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was able to catch his attack, Wanyan was stunned at first, then sneered, shook his hand and raised the iron scimitar, intending to slash at Zhang Ziqiang again.

The reason why the Five Realms are known as generals and troops who can stand on the battlefield is that they can gather the military power of their own army. Generally speaking, the quality and quantity of the army determine the strength of the army. The stronger the army, the stronger the army, the stronger the army.

If the Great Wilderness Army belongs to the Chu Kuangge's personal guards, the most ordinary soldiers among them are the Great Perfection of the Three Realms, and the military force condensed by this army is naturally extremely terrifying. But if it is the military force condensed by the Wulong City Defense Force... cough cough, because you can't swear, you can't describe it.

Back to the topic, half of the thousands of Jin soldiers around him belonged to Wanyan Meng's confidant troops, but Zhang Ziqiang was just a newcomer to the Yanggu army. There were only about 500 soldiers in the nearby Yanggu army that could allow him to gather the military power. In this way, Zhang Ziqiang naturally fell at a disadvantage.

Wanyan Meng is full of confidence. As long as he gives him seven more moves, he can kill this black-armored young man!
Chapter completed!