[Comprehensive] This seat is the first in the world

In a flash, Ren Shaoshu's green clothes flashed in front of him, his fingers touched the bracket, the bowstring was tense, almost forming a line with his arm, but he already felt the chill on the tip of the knife on his cheek.

Tsing Yi raises the sword and kills the general!

There were many dead people on the battlefield. Seeing that Chu Chu was about to succeed, she suddenly tilted and was bumped into by a burly man who jumped up from the ground.

Shi Hu hugged Chu Chu's long knife, allowing the tip of the knife to pierce through the iron armor and go straight into his chest, hissing: "Quick, general—"

Ren Shaoshu loosened his hands.

There was a loud roar, and there were arrows swirling furiously, breaking through the wind and snow, taking the head, and shooting out quickly.

In mid-air, the surviving Chitoribu swung down from the rope, using their bodies as shields, blocking the path of the feathered arrow.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, five people were impaled almost at the same time, boys and girls, dead without whole bodies.

And the arrow has [-]% left.

On the battlefield, Ning Qing's movements unfolded, her plain clothes moved like flowing light, and the girl jumped at the tip of the arrow at full speed with unprecedented speed.

There was a muffled sound of sternum breaking.

Ning Qing's eyes suddenly went dark, and there was a sound like a drum beating in her ears, and the girl's body suddenly became lighter, as if the murderous soul was finally knocked out of her body.

She was knocked into the air by the remaining force, and then fell, rolling down the hillside.

Spots of bright red seep into the snow.

A sweet and viscous liquid flowed from the seven orifices, and occasionally sunlight leaked from the clouds and brushed over her limbs. The sunlight was very warm, but it couldn't dissipate the chill in her bones.

Ning Qing lay on her back, powerlessly lying on the soft snow.

The blue sky gradually became very close, the branches covered with rime flickered and blurred, and the sound of killing all around disappeared all of a sudden.

The phantom sound of freezing blood was coming from the blood on the clothes.

The girl's face turned pale, her pupils gradually dilated, and her lips moved slightly, but no one could hear them clearly.

"...Finally, home..."

Ning Qing, who was born in Liqiongling in the Southern Region, joined the army at the age of 13. In the next year, he was assigned to the Xuanzhe Division under Wuzuo. He died in the Battle of Wuye Mountain at the age of seventeen.

At this moment, Bai Yuanqiu in the center of the battlefield seemed to be a small boat that could not help himself against the huge waves.

The two men's arms were still interlocking, Bai Yuanqiu's eyes were condensed, this old Taoist priest was clearly dragging her to die together, and in terms of actual skills, the 22-year-old Tianyi leader really couldn't compare with the famous teacher Qingwei contend.

The majestic force pushes out layer by layer, setting off thick smoke like waves, billowing into the sky, connecting with the dark clouds above the head, and looking from a distance, it looks like a pillar supporting the sky.

The two men cut ten feet inland, the generals and soldiers turned to dust, and the surrounding snow, trees, mountains and rocks were all turned into powder and dust.

Bai Yuanqiu closed his eyes, his whole body relaxed, and his true energy escaped from all his apertures - since it can't be blocked, then let's not.

Opening the box door, external force rushes in like a flood along the acupuncture points of the whole body, whistling and sweeping along the meridians, and finally most of it is released, only a very small amount stays in the body.

The inner breath collapsed again and again, and the qi and blood churned endlessly.

Chu Chu flew up, but was mercilessly knocked into the air by the outward airflow. The woman pushed herself up with one hand in mid-air, folded her body and charged again.

"Master—"

She struggled against the current.

The Swordsman in Tsing Yi was within thirty feet. As the mud, dust and snow in the air slowly fell to the ground, the cloud pillars in the sky also appeared to dissipate. In a haze, he could clearly see that the white clothes and the Taoist priest were still holding each other's four hands.

Bai Yuanqiu closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.

The old Taoist with only one breath left had blood in his eyes, looked at her, and suddenly smiled: "Your step is really good."

Teacher, what happened to her...?

Chu Chu's mind was in a mess, the true energy in her dantian was not solid, and she was pushed away by the rest of her strength.She thrust the long knife into the ground with her backhand, and her retreat barely stopped.

"Thanks to the advice of the Taoist priest, why don't I go all out?" Bai Yuanqiu slowly opened his eyes, and said every word, his voice was full of true energy, and Kuai Xuejun could listen to his words no matter how far or near he was.

After a moment of calm, thunderous cheers erupted from the top and bottom of Wuye Mountain, and the Kuaixue Army's morale was instantly boosted.

Who is the best hero in the world?The leader of Tianyi should be invincible vertically and horizontally.

"The whole army obeys the order and kills." Amidst the cheers, Bai Yuanqiu calmly issued the latest instructions.

Chu Chu immediately got up and turned the blade.Tsing Yi swept across the sky, spinning into the crowd, wherever the woman's snow blade went, the heads of the enemy soldiers were splashed with blood and rolled to the ground.

She leaned slightly on the snowy tree covered with rime, and when she touched the branches, she couldn't help but glance back.

The snow and dust were gone, Bai Yuanqiu looked calm and stood still with his hands behind his back, only his throat moved slightly.

The morale of the army must not be disturbed, the leader of Tianyi swallowed the blood with gritted teeth.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged on the ground, his vicissitudes of face were already wrinkled, like dry old bark, but there was a strange tranquility between his brows.

Bai Yuanqiu seized the time to adjust his breath.

"Master Bai, do you have the heart to march north?" Xuan Wu finally asked softly.

Bai Yuanqiu glanced at him indifferently, and said in a low voice, "I want to take Fengcheng as my companion." Further north, the number of Tianyi sect is still too small.

So many people can't die. In the end, even if she wins the world, the inheritance of Tianyi Sect will be wiped out with the flames of war.

The leader of Tianyi raised his head, looking at his homeland first, the rivers and lakes second, the world three times, and the common people four times.

In troubled times, the flames of war.

Fight to defend the country.

It is difficult to talk and talk about war, and the rise and fall are the sufferings of the people.

Originally a fairy-like old man, now only a charred black wisp of three-foot beard remained on his chin, Xuan Wu looked at the young Tianyi leader and sighed in his heart.

This son talks about comprehension, heart and mind, all three are hard to find in a thousand years, in today's world, civil and military are relatively light, scholars and warriors cooperate with each other and compete with each other, if Bai Yuanqiu is willing to concentrate on martial arts, he can continue the glory of the world for another hundred years by himself.

The old Taoist murmured: "Master Bai should have done more than this, Su Xingzhi will ruin your life after all..."

For the rest of your life, you can only guard this side of the world, the thousand-year-old mountain city, the avenue is so close, you can't expect it.

The voice gradually faded away, and the old Taoist closed his eyes peacefully with his heart turned to the sky.

Qingwei's head teacher was revered by China and North Korea for half a lifetime, and was finally defeated in the mountains and fields of the southern country.

The woman in snow clothes said calmly: "Bai Yuanqiu is fortunate to be mistaken by senior brother in this life."

As both the Chinese and North Korean generals and national teachers died on the spot, and the right time and place were in harmony with the southern region, the Kuaixue army became more and more powerful, advancing at full speed, beheading Fengling's remaining soldiers on the spot.

The remaining enemies on the battlefield were already vulnerable, Chu Chu returned, guarding Bai Yuanqiu's side.

There are snow falcons circling and screaming in the air.

Bai Yuanqiu, who had recovered a bit, suddenly felt throbbing pain in his heart. He frowned lightly, and said to Chu Chu in a deep voice, "You will be responsible for the rest of Wuye Mountain. The whole army will go to the Sangyuan battlefield as quickly as possible."

As soon as the words fell, the leader of Tianyi took the lead, and the snow clothes flew across the mountains like cold electricity.

The more you leave the sky, you enter Kuwahara.

Yun Fang, you have to hold on.

"Chong!"

With hot blood splattering, the Zhu Yu cavalry was cut in half by his own general with a long knife from the top of his head, and died on the spot.

Yun Fang swung away the enemy soldiers she was carrying to block the knife, and the two stumps fell into the crowd, like a long whip, pulling back and forth the troops on both sides.

Blood splattered on the white armor of the governor's seat.

The corners of Master Zhu Yu's eyes were cracked, and as the effect of the secret medicine gradually wore off, the veins on his palms holding the saber rose like coils, as if there was true energy surging in his body, ready to rush out of his body at any moment. .

Time... is pressing!

The general's blade was hanging down, and the saber was about to run out, Yun Fang took advantage of the exhaustion of his old strength and the moment when his new strength was not born, he floated forward, with his right shoulder slightly lowered, and with five fingers forming a fist, he punched heavily from his waist.

Seeing this, Master Nalan didn't even evade, but turned sideways and rushed towards her with heavy shoulders.

Moths to the flame, cast their own nets.

Since the fight, the injuries in her meridians have accumulated more and more serious, and the opponent suffered a little loss at the beginning, but for the rest of the time, she was in a seemingly dangerous situation, but in fact it was leisurely, and she was worn out with patience throughout the whole process.

Although Master Nalan didn't want to admit it, he already knew in his heart that in terms of real ability, he might not be able to beat the girl in front of him.

The general's eyes darkened slightly. Forget it. After all, there are few people in the southern region. As long as he can die with Yunfang, and let Zhu Yujun drag the Gale Cavalry to fight to the end, he will live up to the kindness of the ninth master.

The two met head-on.

Tianyi's Christian seat is close.

Under the silver armor, a few strands of black hair escaped and brushed on his forehead, Yun Fang's slender eyes were full of coldness and blood.

Master Nalan's shadow was clearly reflected in the long murderous aura.

Within a short distance, the inner force of the governor's seat produces the dantian, expels the sea of ​​qi, walks through the triple burner, and gathers in the heart of the fist.

Gangfeng touched the heart armor, and the armor shattered silently. Yun Fang's right hand quickly sank into the opponent's flesh and blood.

Master Nalan looked at the sharp and cold face of the woman in white armor, but she was imminent at the moment, and couldn't help grinning.

"Little girls really want to 'break my heart'."

The general held his wrists backwards, and raised the long knife quickly from bottom to top. At this moment, the distance between the two was too close, and Yun Fang's right arm was still stuck between his armor.

"Then I will make it easy for you to live and die together."

Yun Fang raised his eyebrows, and his voice was extremely cold and deep: "Zhuzi uttered wild words."

While breathing, Master Nalan saw a faint light suddenly fall from Yunfang's cuff. After the young governor lost Chutang, his left arm, which he had always considered to be out of combat power, suddenly pulled out a short/spear, which was bright in color. Simple, wide and pointing together, it will grow in the wind when it is vigorous.

Yun Fang's second shot, a dark fragrance.

She has been carrying two guns since she was a child, but the world only knows Zhang Ba Chutang.

With the cross-arm of the governor seat, Anxiang suddenly protruded forward, and the tip of the spear lightly touched Nalan Master's arm armor, and the Gang Qi was pressed into a point at this point, and then burst out suddenly.

Blood mist filled the air, the general broke his wrist, and the long knife fell to the ground.

The horse's hoof stepped on the knife.

At the same time, Yun Fang's right fist leaked out, and the huge force scattered in Master Nalan's chest.

The flesh and blood were smashed to pieces, turned into water and turned into mud, Zhu Yuzhu's feet instantly became weak, and from now on he would never be able to hook the stirrup again.

Yun Fang withdrew her hand expressionlessly. Just as she was about to pick up her gun and ride away, a sudden change occurred in front of her eyes.

Master Nalan's head is getting bigger.

Bai Jiaduzuo's pupils shrank sharply, and he raised his hand to thrust out the scent.

The cold light galloped through the air.

Everyone knows that Jiulang of the Nalan family, who was then the prime minister of China and the DPRK, was personally recognized by Lang Xingke as "venomous, ruthless, and resourceful" since he was a child.

For Ren Shaoshu, he prepared a "magic machine" capable of killing innate masters, and for Master Nalan, he also prepared a fire pill "Spring Thunder" that cannot be used without seeing life or death.

This is the secret gunpowder made by China and North Korea. It is usually placed in the human body. If the person attached to it dies unfortunately, it will be detonated accordingly.Distinguished by power, only the top ones can be named Chunlei.

On Kuwanyuan, the formation of banners and flags is like the lines of palms.

The dark clouds above the head were heavy and about to fall, and countless yellow leaves danced and fell with the wind.

The general's mouth is full of fireballs, and his tongue bursts with spring thunder.

The dark fragrance suddenly pierced Master Nalan's chin by an inch, the general's head was separated from his neck, and the handle of the gun was in Yun Fang's hand.

Once the spring thunder explodes, within the range, the serious one will die, and the light one will either die or be injured. Yun Fang buys time and plans to throw the spring thunder high into the sky.

In mid-air, Yun Fang used himself as the axis, flipped his wrist, An Xiang immediately swung in a half-arc, and when he swung to the highest point, his head escaped from the tip of the spear and flew upwards.

Master Nalan's head had swelled to the maximum, and there was thick smoke and fire shining from his skin.

Yun Fang sank down obliquely and swept backwards.

Her movement skills have reached the extreme, but the speed at which Chunlei blooms is still above this.

Maybe, it's too late to go.

At the moment of life and death, the sorrow and joy in Yun Fang's eyes faded away, and there was no wave of calm. If she had just chosen to escape alone, she might be able to escape with her innate strength.

However... the corners of Du Zuo's lips were drawn into a thin line, as thin as a knife. She brought Blast Qierlang to the battlefield, and she would do her best to bring them home.

When encountering a mountain, it will open a mountain, and when encountering a water, it will break the water.

The general should have died in a hundred battles, shrouded in horse leather, and vowed not to return if he never returned to the mountains and rivers.