Twilight Boundary

"Heh, are the ten surnames going to start a battle with us?"

"What a coward! Don't they know how the Meng family died?"

"It's useless to say more. We have been hiding for years, and we are afraid of being targeted by the ten surnames every day. Now we are finally on the bridge and have the ability. It's time for us to be proud of ourselves."

"But don't be careless, brothers. I see that the Shangjing garrison is not only large in number, but also has evil spirits. They are more powerful than ordinary soldiers. Our troops have not arrived yet, which means we lack talismans. I'm afraid we can't be their opponents with ordinary means."

"..."

"I'll do it!"

Seeing that the battle was set up in front of Shangjing City, everyone was angry in the deep night, but they didn't dare to be careless. During the discussion, someone shouted.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a thin figure with fluttering sleeves. He said in a cold voice: "Haven't you spread the word before? The reincarnated person needs to learn the art of defeating a country alone. You just want to get on the bridge. Don't you think that you will encounter such a scene sooner or later?"

"Hehe, if you are so skilled, you don't need any talismans. Just beat him!"

Everyone saw that he was well-spoken and respected him: "Brother, where are you from and what's your name?"

"I'll tell you after I win!"

The thin figure strode out of the night. The lights in the army in the distance made his figure look huge. As he walked forward, magic power surged around him. Suddenly, he waved his arms, and his long robe was blown up by the wind. For a moment, he looked like an immortal.

He shouted: "Thousands of troops are in my hands, please behead them and treat them as dogs!"

As he shouted, he heard the sound of horses neighing behind him, and the dark clouds were rolling above his head.

In this endless dark cloud, he could see dazzling golden light, silver blades flashing, and a group of divine soldiers and generals. They were so dark that they could not see the number. The horses under his crotch were thundering, like a flood, pouring down from the sky.

The momentum was so strong and the soldiers were so fierce that they even suppressed the city guards in front of Shangjing City.

Seeing the rolling fierce soldiers rushing to his face, even the sons of the ten surnames and masters in the army had a slight change of face.

These legendary evil spirits are notorious and have great magical powers. Each of them has amazing means.

Seeing that the soldiers and horses that descended from the sky had already rushed in front of them, even the silent city guards were all as if they were facing a great enemy. Suddenly, the spears around them were straight forward, forming a row, and they were clearly ready for a life-and-death battle.

But at this moment, Zhao Sanyi frowned slightly in the city guards.

Looking at those dark shadows in the night, he was really afraid. Now he was just trying to measure, three points of energy forward, seven points of energy ready to escape, looking at the sky with some uncertainty.

After making up his mind, he suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face. When the sleeves fell, he suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly spit out a flame. In an instant, it seemed to burn into a sea of ​​fire, and it rushed straight towards the rolling dark clouds.

Crackling!

Only the sound of burning dry objects was heard in the air, and the flames disappeared, and the dark clouds and the divine soldiers and generals disappeared.

Gold and silver paper foils and half-burned paper figures fell from the sky.

The slender figure who was walking forward with big strides raised his head and walked back with the same dragon-like and tiger-like steps.

For a moment, both sides were confused and stared at him blankly. When he came back, someone tried to say, "Brother, is this your method of defeating a country by one person?"

"That's the best I can do."

The thin figure said, "I have studied for more than a year and determined one thing. This person's method of defeating a country does not exist. At most, I can scare them for a while."

"Bullshit!"

Someone next to him shouted angrily, "Someone showed off his skills in Guazhou."

The thin figure said, "I don't believe it. I guess this person must be from the trick school and is the best at cheating."

Seeing that he was shameless, the people next to him were also angry and shouted, "What's your name?"

The thin figure said lightly, "I won't tell you."

"No way?"

At the same time, in the army of Shangjing City, all the children of ten surnames and their disciples were stunned.

"No way? Those evil spirits are said to be very powerful, but this is it?"

Some people were immediately alert and whispered: "Don't be careless."

"These evil spirits are laughing and showing weakness to the enemy. Maybe they are hiding powerful ones. Don't forget that the Meng family was destroyed by them."

"We only need to defend this city and don't let them in. Don't pay attention to others. Maybe they have already ambushed troops in the night. They will jump out when we are careless and rush to the capital."

"..."

"I'll do it!"

But at this time, someone in the shadows snorted coldly and walked out with a steel knife in his hand. He took a sip of wine from the gourd and suddenly sprayed it on the knife.

Then he held the knife with both hands, chanted a spell to the blade for a long time, and suddenly raised the knife and shouted:

"Baby, please turn around."

The next moment, the knife turned around and wiped his own neck.

"Ouch!"

Everyone was shocked, but suddenly they noticed that in the deep night, a shadow suddenly flew out.

In an instant, they saw that among the Shangjing City's prepared troops, there were dozens of soldiers in the front row, who were clearly just standing there coldly, but suddenly, their bodies froze, and the heads on their necks rolled down one by one without a sound, and blood splattered on their necks.

In particular, one of the people whose head was beheaded was the commander of the city's garrison.

He was also very capable, and he could command three thousand soldiers and horses, and he died silently.

Both parties were shocked, and then they realized that this was a man who was really capable. He could cut off more than a dozen heads in the army with one knife. His skill was even more impressive than those who usually lined up to cut off the heads of some cowardless men.

But before the thought could pass, he saw a woman wrapped in a black robe running out of the capital's preparations.

Under the black robe, a pair of dark-rimmed eyes were full of vigilance. He tore off a strand of his hair and burned it to ashes on the nearby torch. Then he picked up the commander's head and put it back upright. On the top of his neck.

The burnt hair in his hand touched the scar on his neck, and the head actually sat down again.

The next moment, she turned around, narrowed her eyes, and whispered something to a small skull in her hand.

The man in this compartment was holding a steel sword, and the steel sword trembled slightly, as if he was a bit ferocious.

He held the steel knife tightly, paused for a moment, then took it back, turned back to the shadows, shook his head, and whispered: "The ancestors of the first sect are here, and they have tens of thousands of troops coming to fight." Zhenwu, his blood is too weak, we will suffer from this method."

For a moment, everyone looked ugly. You looked at me, I looked at you.

Someone else followed closely and said, "I can't get through. I tried several methods while you guys were fighting. That's where I am in the capital city, but I just can't get through. It's like I can't find him in the underworld."

Someone else said: "Not to mention us, even my paper man can't float in. It's as if Shangjing City doesn't exist anymore."

"I just walked around in a circle from behind, thinking about setting a fire or digging a hole secretly, but I didn't expect that there are experts guarding the front and back of the city, so I couldn't find any chance."

"..."

After hearing all kinds of news, everyone looked ugly: "You know that Daluo Dharma Sect is still inside and trying to deal with us, but now you can only watch from the outside?"

"Why don't you turn around and go back to meet the Changsheng Army?"

"They are protected by reincarnations from Mengzhou. They came earlier if they could. Even if we go, we can't help."

"..."

I could see shadows moving from time to time in the night. It was someone rushing over. However, facing the watertight Shangjing City with 30,000 soldiers and horses, as well as the capable men of the ten surnames hidden among the soldiers and horses, everyone was really stunned. Blocking out the city.

During this period, people came forward from time to time to tease, either to kill someone, or to provoke the other party, and led troops to fight in order to find loopholes, but they all failed.

Even if he still has powerful skills in his hand, he would not dare to use them easily now, knowing that there are ten surnamed bridge masters in the army.

In the midst of such anxiety, it was almost dawn, and he was at his wits' end, but suddenly he heard someone say:

"Let me do it!"

"..."

Everyone turned to look at the same time, and saw another person arriving in the night. He was holding a red lantern in his hand. The light of the lantern illuminated his beard and Chinese-character face, and he frowned. Passing through the crowd of figures, he stepped to the front of the formation.

"Who is this? Picking up a lantern, why are you afraid it will fall?"

Everyone had been disappointed too many times, and seeing this person face to face again, they didn't take it seriously since he didn't show up much.

But as this man carried the lantern and slowly walked towards the Shangjing garrison on the opposite side, Zhao Sanyi, who was in the army, suddenly frowned and looked over attentively, his face changing slightly.

Chen Abao knew that he had great eyesight and quickly gave him a questioning look. Zhao Sanyi lowered his voice and said: "It's the fake young master of the Hu family who has arrived..."

Chen Abao was immediately surprised: "There is really evil in the Hu family..."

Zhao Sanyi hurriedly covered her mouth: "Don't say what you shouldn't say!"

The person who came was none other than Erguotou, but he ignored the glances in front and behind him. He just slowly picked up the lantern and strolled forward. Because he had not made any move, the soldiers and horses of the garrison in the capital did not move either. Countless glances , just focused on him.

Then, when he came about twenty feet in front of the military formation, he slowly inserted the handle of the red lantern in his hand into the ground.

The light of the red lantern spread out instantly like running water.

The billowing red light intertwined with the night, showing a strange blood-red color.

And in the midst of this strange blood-red color, he raised his sleeves, and suddenly hundreds of formation flags flew out from his sleeves. They were placed on top of the battle formation, carved into an altar, and then he held three pillars of incense. Bow gently.

The next moment, the sounds of horse hooves and shaking weapons gradually came from behind.

But the sound of the horse's hoofs was different from the previous summons for the divine soldiers to descend from the sky. It clearly had a heavy and loud meaning. The next moment, everyone turned their heads to look at the same time, and they were shocked to see groups of fierce soldiers, all blindfolded. Ran out of the night.

Someone recognized it and was suddenly surprised and happy, shouting: "The Changsheng Army is coming..."

“Arrived two days early!”