The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 194: Rolling Sand Falls to Dinglongmen ([-]) Contest of Momentum
Towards noon, the wind blew across the desolate land, rolling up slight yellow sand, and the withered weeds rolled randomly with the slight wind and sand.

On the Gobi, the two armies confront each other, full of murderous intent.

On one side is a phalanx formed by rigorous black soldiers, and a mixed crowd, some on camels and some on horses.

On the other side stood awe-inspiring, with four hundred swordsmen in green robes riding on healthy horses in the middle, with their knives not out of their sheaths, but their auras were closely connected with each other.

On the left and right sides, there are more than 200 swordsmen in the square formation, but the long knives are already out of their sheaths, and the layers of cold sword lights are extremely dazzling in the sun.

At this moment, one of the swordsmen riding a healthy horse suddenly hit the scabbard on the saddle, making a "bang" sound.

This seemed to be a secret signal, and as the sound sounded, the four hundred people on the horse knocked the scabbards of their sabers on the saddles almost at the same time.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom... The dull clashing sounds are in unison~!

Not long after, two hundred infantry swordsmen on the left and right sides began to hit the scabbard with the back of their swords, bang!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The same orderly, clear voice echoed the cavalry team, orderly, and such a dense spirit was almost connected together, giving people a great sense of oppression.

It seems that at this moment, they have already joined together and turned into a huge, sharp blade that no one can match. When it is cut out, everything will be destroyed!
Faced with such power and influence, the mob in Juansha Town was instantly terrified, some turned pale, and some trembled. For a while, many people already regretted participating in this operation, and even had the idea of ​​running away .

After all, this is a knife formation composed of 800 people. It is completely different from the knife formation of three, five, or a dozen or dozens of people in the town back then. And know.

However, when this oppression and fear spread to the entire Juansha Town team, only a sound of "镔!" was heard.

Then, 镔!Tin!Tin!Tin!Tin!Tin!Bing... the sound of refined iron colliding can be heard endlessly!
Nine hundred gods made black armor, slapped the armor on his chest, and confronted eight hundred knives, evenly matched!

The panic in Juansha Town gradually subsided.

Looking at the Wandao camp ahead, Li Buming, who was sitting on the soft sedan chair, let out a long sigh, and said, "This is the 'power', I am an extraordinary craftsman, and the black armor defense is the best in the seven states of the Dalu. One of the formations, but it is far behind the Wandaodao formation and Qionghua sword formation."

"The two sides are fighting, and the one hundred and eight swordsmen in front need at least one thousand three or four hundred black soldiers to fight. I heard that Qionghua Sword Sect's sword array is no worse than Dao Wan."

"Although it lacks arrogance, it is more delicate and makes people hard to guard against. This is the power of "Sword Classic" and "Sword Classic"."

Qiu Jinyu next to him focused his eyes and said: "In this situation, if we really want to start a fight, although our side can win, in fact, not many people will survive in the end."

Feng Bieli breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it wasn't a real fight. To be honest, if there was a real fight, at the last moment, Lao Feng, I might run away."

Aunt Hua chuckled: "You have no guts."

Feng Bieli glared angrily, and said: "I won't believe it, you bitch won't run away then!"

Aunt Hua glanced lightly at the sloppy man in black robe not far away, and said with a smile: "If he doesn't run, I won't run. Whenever he runs, I will follow behind him."

Feng Bieli snorted angrily and stopped talking.

Li Dao narrowed his eyes, looked at the saber array opposite him, and thought, "Possibility"?Sword posture, sword posture, this is what is expressed in the "seventh posture" in "General Outline of Sword Movement"?I see……

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky, then lowered his head, frowning—is this a coincidence, or...

He exhaled lightly, smiled with a heavy heart, and said, "I have to say, Wandaomen is really powerful, and the measures Duan Tang took are also very correct, but he is floating."

Li Buming asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"

Li Dao chuckled: "He repented and planned to use 'power' to suppress me. He felt that my deal with him was unfair, and wanted to renegotiate to ensure that he could get more benefits."

Li Buming smiled and said: "It's all trivial things, why bother, you can't fight left and right."

"But I hate this kind of person the most." Li Dao snorted coldly: "This person doesn't respect credibility, and I can take as much as I should. It was negotiated earlier, why should I suddenly change my mind?"

Feng Bieli chuckled and said: "But what can you do, people 'talk' to you like this, although the aura of the god-made black armor has stabilized the current state, it is still at a disadvantage after all, do you really plan to fight with them? field?"

"It's not necessary." Li Dao shook his head and said, "Since he wants to fight for 'power', then I will accompany him and compare 'power' with me. What is he?"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back, calling Jiang Wan, Xiao Chu, Shun Zi, Liu Zi and others to give some instructions.

"The basic situation is like this, you go... Forget it, Shunzi, you better not go, you have a bad brain, you can't express clearly, call Meng Aqing, and the shopkeepers of those gambling stalls..."

Shunzi is very wronged, his brain is not good enough for your family to cook?Silently walked to Qiu Jinyu's side and began to complain.

"Sister, my brother-in-law bullied me, saying that I was out of my mind."

"How many times have I said that my old lady has nothing to do with him, he is not your brother-in-law, why does your brain not have a long memory..."

Xiao Chu, Jiang Wan and the others shuttled through the team in Juansha Town, talking with more than a dozen small bosses, and gave them serious instructions.

"Remember, let me tell you, the boss and the master said it, you must call it neat..."

"Remember, to mobilize your vitality to shout, it's best to hold hands with the people around you, and lead each other..."

"It's just one word, it's not difficult, the main thing is your spirit..."

"Think about how they killed us, Feng Lao Liu, think about how your son died..."

"Third from the left, think about your courage to risk your life..."

So-and-so, and so-and-so, and so on and so on. After a while, the moods had stabilized, and they were implicated in each other's anger, and they yelled a word.

"kill!"

Then, the word began to spread.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill……"

Suddenly, as the sound of "killing" shook the sky, a thick blood-black sandstorm gathered and condensed in mid-air, like a blood-black demon king, grinning his mouth, wanting to devour everything!
Under the blood-black dust, more than 1000 people screamed to kill, overshadowing the huge cold light of the bright blade, and overshadowing the oppression of the thick black armor.

On the soft sedan chair, Li Buming murmured thoughtfully, "Can 'potential' be used in this way?"

Others such as Xiang Qilong and Huaguzi were all at a loss, Feng Bieli was shocked for a long while: "This...I am...fuck!"

(End of this chapter)