[Sword Three] Mo Ke Nai He

Armed with iron horses, swords and swords shine.

After a long time of fighting on the battlefield, a ray of tiredness flashed across the eyebrows of the woman, and her plain clothes had already been stained with blood. In the blink of an eye, the sword light flashed, and several Spike soldiers who raised their swords fell down again. sound.Another handsome young man who was fighting not far from her was also fighting fiercely, but he still did not forget to pay attention to the situation of the plain-clothed woman.

Seeing that the surrounding Spikes were finally intimidated and did not dare to step forward, they were slightly relieved, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't stand such a high-intensity fight.

The woman cast her worried eyes into the distance, hoping that everything goes well for them.

It has been three years since An Lushan raised troops, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty collapsed overnight. Who would have expected that under the blooming flowers, it would already be like a raging fire cooking oil, so vain that it could not withstand a single blow.Today, there are many rebellions in the Tang Dynasty, and An Lushan is just the most prepared and powerful one among them.

"Don't be distracted!" Mo Yu, who approached at some point, reprimanded sharply, and blocked the sudden attack for her.

She didn't even have time to thank him, but she didn't even have time to look back at him. Her experienced intuition sounded an alarm to her, causing her to instantly raise her vigilance.

"Anyway, he's a high-ranking person, so he doesn't care about his face and sneaks up like this?" The murderous Young Master Gu's expression was unfriendly, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his tone was cold and piercing.

Following the trail where the Spike soldiers retreated, two snow-white voices came out from behind, and behind them was a red-haired woman in a fiery red tight-fitting jacket, grinning defiantly and provocatively: "It's just to say hello." , the situation is not directed at Your Excellency, why is Master Mo Shaogu so angry?"

For the past three years, Luoyang has been unable to attack Luoyang for a long time. This time, An Lushan sent his most trusted and trusted brother-in-law to come forward in person, accompanied by his disciple, the star-picking elder Su Mansha of the Spike Army, and "Fire Wolf" A Inur.

It was "Fire Wolf" Ainu'er who made the move before. As she spoke, her gaze fell on the beautiful woman in plain clothes stained with blood and bright eyes beside Mo Yu. Ainu'er, who always loves to talk and laugh Turning his eyes, his eyes lingered on the two of them for a while, then he rolled his eyes and smiled ambiguously: "It is said that the hatred between Evilman Valley and Haoqi League is as deep as sea, I, Dayan, can tell you to let go of your prejudices and join hands with each other to see now It just so happens that the meeting has accomplished a beautiful thing, Master Mo Shaogu still owes me a thank you?"

Thanks?

Hearing this, Mo Yu was noncommittal, maybe the road for him and Keren would be more difficult without Zhan Luan, but so what?Mo Yu didn't bother to ask for such a "shortcut".

"My private business, what have you got to do with it?" The handsome young man in white clothes and red lapel pushed back indifferently, his eyes swept over the leader with a calm complexion, the vigilance in his heart had already been raised to the highest level, and Linghu Shang's strength had already been raised. He had learned something three years ago, and considering the other party's status in An Lushan's heart... this time, the comer might not be kind.

"Is An Lushan unable to sit still after all?" Mu Xuanying who had just come from the other side said in a deep voice at this time, he naturally would not fail to recognize Linghu Shang, the name of the number one swordsman in the Western Regions is not a bragging after all from.

Linghushang is worthy of the name.

The handsome man with white hair and white clothes who couldn't tell his age stood there coldly, as if he didn't care about the person in front of him.He wasn't very interested in these things at all, and if An Lushan hadn't spoken in person, he would have preferred to go to the Beiman front.It's just that the situation is deadlocked now, An Lushan is in a hurry.Even Xie Yuan was able to let go of his hatred for the time being and join hands with Wang Yifeng to defeat the enemy, let alone other sects.The secret letter back then reminded Xie Yuan and the others that An Lushan's army was almost too dangerous to drive straight in.

"Tongguan is safe." Keren, who has been silent since Linghushang and others appeared, finally confirmed his guess, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. If he hadn't failed to attack Tongguan, An Lushan would not have rushed to play his hole card .Maybe, the leader and the others made An Lushan suffer a great loss.

Mu Xuanying clapped her hands and suddenly realized, "So that's the case, if he can't capture Luoyang again, he might be beaten all the way back to his hometown."

Mo Yu snorted coldly, "We'll have to see if he still has that life."

Linghu Shang's eyes were fixed, seeing this, Su Mansha moved slightly, but told him to stop for now.

"You guys, that's right." For the first time, this well-known swordsman from the Western Regions took a serious look at the three people facing him. An Lushan was really in a hurry. There are only two survivors of the Eight Great Vajras. Once Tongguan's troops are empty, At that time, if he wants to take down Luoyang and go straight to Chang'an by the way, it may be indefinitely.

For the current plan, An Lushan has no choice but to capture Wulao Pass before Tongguan sends troops.He even sent An Qingxu to Beimang to hold back the people of Tiance Mansion, just to create the best time for Linghu to hurt them and make sure nothing goes wrong.

The three of them were solemn, and they all understood that if they failed to hold the Wulao Pass today, then all the hard work of the others in the past three years would be in vain.Regarding this, the three of them had already realized in their hearts that even if they died in battle today, the Spike Army would not be able to break through this high wall!

The tacit understanding for a long time made the surrounding comrades understand their thoughts, gritted their teeth and silently backed away, and faced the Spike soldiers except Linghushang, they became more and more ruthless.

Three against three, Mo Yu, who had the most experience in fighting, was the first to focus on Linghushang. He stood in front of Keren and Xuanying, faced Linghushang alone, and took away the most difficult bone.

But there was a little anxiety in the bottom of their hearts. They had fought against the Spike Army for a long time before, and now they found that Mo Yu might be in danger against Linghu Shang by himself, unless she or Mao Mao quickly solved the opponent and helped him.It's just that Mao Mao's physical condition is not good, so she can't fight for a long time, she must fight quickly.

Indiscriminately leaving the "Fire Wolf" to Mao Mao, the two stunning women who are also young and have different styles, which are rare in the world, look at each other, and a stern murderous intent flashes in their eyes.Su Mansha has never let down her vigilance. These three people have long been famous in the top ranks of the Spike Army. How can they be easy to deal with if they can hold the Wulao Pass for three years?

Kill her first, and then help Mo Yu (Master)!

The thought flashed across the minds of the two of them by coincidence, and the next moment they moved their hands.

"Wait..." The young leader, who was a step behind, watched the two choose the most difficult opponent, feeling quite annoyed in his heart. He knew that he was still inferior to Mo Yu and Keren who had experienced many battles. Then, not only the age gap, but also the hidden dangers in his body made the two of them habitually protect him behind him even on the battlefield, just like protecting each other when they were young.

A flame stopped Mu Xuanying's about to move, Ainuer caressed her face with one hand, put the other hand down by her side, and said with a coquettish smile, "Isn't the young lord looking down on me?"

With a slight movement of the five fingers hanging by the side, the scorching flames drew a small separation circle around the two of them, "That's all for the gossip, I heard that the young leader of the Haoqi League has good swordsmanship, my ah Although Yinuer's martial arts skills are mediocre, he still wants to use this fire-controlling technique to learn from Master Mu Shao's brilliant moves."

With a horizontal stroke of the giant que in his hand, Mu Xuanying stopped the incoming flames, and Mu Xuanying calmed down. Although he is kind, he will not show mercy to the enemy on the battlefield.

Today, there is only one person who can get out of this line of fire alive!

He's never going to be the one holding back—

The author has something to say: scumbag writers are not good at writing about fighting, so let’s make do with the little angels, give some love to the little angels who have never given up their nest~(*/ω＼*)