Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang looked up and stared at Li Ye in the air. They felt incredible. This young man who was usually friendly and cheerful was not a monk in the Qingyi yamen, but actually His Highness An himself? He is the new Jiedushi of Pinglu?

Wei Xiaozhuang was confused and murmured: "As these days, we have been with His Highness King An? I actually call him brothers and make jokes? His Highness King An is not annoyed at all? My God..."

Su Emei didn't say anything. She didn't know what she thought of and lowered her head blushed.

Li Ye was stuck in the air, watching the two armies rushing forward. With cloud boots under his feet, stagnating in the air was nothing.

This was the first time he had witnessed the soldiers of the An Palace fighting on the battlefield with his own eyes. When he went ahead, Li Ye only knew that the 800-level soldiers of the Palace had followed Li Xian to fight north and north in the past, and was one of the few elite soldiers in the world.

The silver-armored general is Shangguan Qingcheng.

Li Ye suddenly thought that Shangguan Qingcheng's father was also in the realm of military strategists and generals. The Shangguan clan seemed to be a military strategist inheritance family?

When the elite cavalry of the An Palace appeared, Chen Beiwang ordered the Pinglu cavalry to rush forward. When he and Wang Hanshan landed on the horse, the two armies were not far apart, so both armies had the power to rush forward.

Under the nearly two thousand riders, the mountains and fields were shaking, the plants and trees were lying low, and the night sky was about to collapse.

Li Ye lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

The distance between the two armies is increasing, one hundred steps, fifty steps, twenty steps, and five steps.

Shangguan Qingcheng, who was the leader of the front, rushed into the Pinglu Army's battle formation with one horse. The Broad Cloud Spear in his hand was flat and still, and he lowered his body and buried it on the horse's back. He avoided the attack of the Pinglu Army facing him. The Broad Cloud Spear accurately pierced the opponent's chest. The rapid-moving war horse had a great impact. The Broad Cloud Spear directly led the opponent to the back of the pegasus. The spear tip poked out a large piece from the vest of the armored soldier, and the blood was pouring out. The blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and his eyes seemed to be about to pop out from his sockets. He subconsciously hugged the spear body, but he had no strength, and his whole body arched back with the wind.

Shangguan Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes were quiet. The body of the armored soldier on the cloud spear blocked the long spear of his companion behind him. Shangguan Qingcheng was not threatened by the opponent's long spear. At this time, she did not change her movements, but just held the reins tightly, lowered her body, and the right hand holding the spear was more forceful. The sharp blade poked out from behind the corpse into the chest of the second Pinglu Jun. When the howling sounded, she exerted force and the long spear advanced a large section. The sharp blade emerged from the vest of the second armored soldier. As the war horse ran towards each other, it pierced the body of the third armored soldier when it was ineffective!

A dull bang sound came from his ears, which was the sound of war horses colliding, mixed with the shrill and rapid screams of soldiers. There were not many situations. The cavalry would not take the initiative to hit others with their heads. The collision of war horses was just a forced one. The sound of war armor clinking, the sound of the metal rubbing with the sharp blade slid through the iron armor, and the sound of the sharp blade entering the body was endless. Mixed with the rumbling of the horse's hooves, it made people's eardrums hurt. Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, as if the mountains collapsed and the earth was shattered, making people's mind blurred.

Shangguan Qingcheng had clear eyes and clear eyes. The bodies of the three Pinglu cavalrymen were like candied haws on the Poyun Spear. At this time, ordinary soldiers would throw away the long spear in their hands and take off the spare horse spear on the saddle. Shangguan Qingcheng didn't have to do this. She shouted softly, her wrist trembled, and the spiritual energy exploded. The cavalry corpses strung on the Poyun Spear were suddenly shattered, and the remains of the remaining limbs suddenly splattered, and the internal organs shot into all directions. The flesh and blood rushed to the face, like a pot of blood splashed out, and Shangguan Qingcheng's eyes were scarlet.

A lot of flesh and blood hit her body, and the silver armor was dyed red, and there was a moment of obstacle in sight. However, under her intentional control, more flesh and blood flew towards the Pinglu Army formation in front of her. One of the broken arms was just thrown in front of the cavalry's chest, which made the opponent's body tilt and the long spear tilted. Shangguan Qingcheng didn't take much effort, and the Breaking Cloud Spear pierced the opponent's throat. Under the huge impact force, the blood and flesh splattered on the blade, making the teeth sour. After the Breaking Cloud Spear slid, the opponent's head was already only a skin, and it was connected to his neck. His frightened facial features were even more terrifying than the evil ghost.

Shangguan Qingcheng did not look back, she didn't have to look back, nor could she look back. There were only cavalry rushing in her eyes, and she could not see the end at first sight. Under the light of the torches, the long spear with a cold light shining, and the sharp blades were like a forest, and she was rushing towards them, as heroic as if she had died.

The face of the other soldier kept flashing in front of her eyes. It was a hideous and fierce and murderous face. She gritted her teeth and twisted to the extreme. Some were still very panicked, with their lips trembling. Shangguan Qingcheng's mouth slightly raised. The other party's fearful face appeared in the battle formation, better than all the beautiful scenery in the world and all the magic pills. She felt the fighting spirit was boiling. She wanted to kill these people down, and fear would reduce the threat they would to her to the minimum.

Shangguan Qingcheng shouted loudly, held the Poyun Spear with both hands, lifted it up, and a crescent-moon-like spiritual energy erupted out, and bloody flowers bloomed on the chests of the two Pinglu Spirits. The Poyun Spear swept horizontally, and the white horse flew out horizontally. Several Pinglu Spirits moved their heads, and the blood springs on their necks soared into the sky. She once again flat-headed long spears, accompanied by the horse galloping, piercing the two of them in a series of ways!

Li Ye looked calm and took all the battle situation of Shangguan Qingcheng in his eyes. He laughed silently.

That was his general.

The battle formation of Thousand Cavalry was not very long. Soon, the two armies rushed past each other and ran forward. In the open space behind them, there were corpses left in the open space behind them. Torches were scattered, and there were no more than two hundred. Most of them were Pinglu cavalry, and there were few elite cavalry in the An Palace.

This is the power of the battle formation under the leadership of military strategists and generals.

Two hundred is already a very terrifying number. With the protection of the essence armor, it is not so easy to die.

Some of the horses that lost their cavalry continued to rush during the war, some fell to the ground when injured, and some were wailed.

The cavalry rushed past the formation, either strangled the reins and stopped, turned around in sequence, preparing for the second rush, or directly threw a big bend and killed back. The latter is undoubtedly a better and more commonly used option, but in front of the eight hundred elite cavalry of the An Palace, it was at the foot of the mountain. They did not have the distance needed to turn, and could only be forced to strangle the reins.

This is also the design of Pinglu Jingqi. Choosing a battlefield is very important. They forced the Jingqi of the Prince An Mansion to stop, but in front of them there was a smooth road. If they could turn calmly, they would be much faster. They could reach the front before the speed of the Jingqi of the Prince An Mansion to rise, so that they would have an absolute advantage.

Chen Beiwang and Wang Hanshan gritted their teeth and looked back. They all looked fierce and violent in their eyes. The casualties of the Pinglu Army were too great, which made them feel very painful. But that was the case. The elite cavalry of the An Palace who had lost the geographical advantage would face their thunder strike next.

Turning back, Chen Beiwang and Wang Hanshan were suddenly cold all over, and their eyes widened in fear, almost shouting.

In front of them, four people jumped up and just arrived in the sky.

Li Ye raised Lu Jujian high, a sneer flashed across his mouth, beside him, Song Jiao, Liu Dazheng, Su Emei, and Wei Xiaozhuang were flying to the highest point, and they all raised the magic weapons in their hands.

How powerful is it to have three Qi training levels, one comparable to Qi training levels, and the other eighth level to make a blow with all your strength?

When the battle formation of the 1,000 Pinglu Jingqi is rigorous, the effect of their attack will be greatly reduced. However, now, after experiencing a rush to the formation, the military formation is a bit scattered. The Pinglu cavalry, who had not yet adjusted in the Mercedes-Benz, gave everyone the best opportunity to attack.

Li Ye slashed down with a sword, and several feet of blue horses slashed the cavalry formation. In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the soil suddenly rose like a tide. Screams and horses were neighing, making people unbearable to hear it.

Song Jiao, Su Emei, Wei Xiaozhuang, and Liu Dazheng, who were training the 8th level of Qi, also used their strongest attack. The spiritual energy practice made the air bright as daytime, and then instantly blew down, covering the Pinglu cavalry. With the roar of the explosion, countless broken limbs flew up, blood mist splashed like rain, and mud and water splashed like water.

When the spiritual energy dissipated, the ground was lying in a row, countless remains were lying, and blood and blood blurred the mud. The gurgling streams gathered into streams. The gully ripped out of the sword energy and the sword energy made the ground look like hills and dry old tree bark. Screams came one after another. The struggling people made this world look like purgatory on earth.

There are more than 800 cavalry in Pinglu, and only dozens of people survive!

And there, the elite cavalry of the royal palace commanded by Shangguan Qingcheng suffered the same treatment. The great commander of the Penglai Dao Sect, Zhang Yunhe and Taoist Master Yu, also blasted the strongest attack on them.

At the moment when the spiritual light was covered, Shangguan Qingcheng raised his head and could not see her face under his peng, but his eyes were particularly warlike. She raised the Breaking Cloud Spear and shouted: "Yu!"

The eight hundred elegant armors of the Prince An's mansion were raised, and at the same time, he raised his long spear high and shouted like a wave of shocking the sky: "Yu!"

With a roar of Weng, a circle of spiritual light like water waves spread from the center of the battle formation, forming a white light curtain without gaps.

Military battle formations can not only attack but also defend.

It is as fast as the wind, its slow as the forest, its invasion is like fire, and it remains motionless as a mountain!

It is for the military battle formation!

The full-strength attack of Dashiming and others fell on the white light curtain, and suddenly shone in the sky, covering everything.
Chapter completed!