From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

"Whose general is that?"

In the center of the army, a thousand cavalrymen from the royal tent stood in a circle. These cavalrymen were elite warriors who had made great contributions and should not be under the command of a captain of ten thousand men. Behind them, the bearded Huyan Zhuoer looked at the top of the city wall and saw with his own eyes that a man in black fired several shots and forcibly suppressed the siege momentum that was almost within reach. From his appearance, he didn't look very old, but he had at least the strength of a first-class warrior and was extremely good at bursts.

"Sir, from the defense map we got, we can see that he is a direct descendant of Wei Jingtang and the lieutenant of Lanshui County. His specific strength has not been indicated on the spider web, but he is good at archery. He once led people to destroy a cavalry team of 100 men in the wild with a five-stone bow. His internal strength at 300 steps can penetrate stones, and he hit the target with all ten shots." said the military officer.

"Five stone bows?" Huyan Zhuoer was almost speechless, "Then I have to stop two miles in front of the city to be safe."

"At least three miles," the soldier suggested.

A small bird in the sky tore apart a flying crow, then circled down and landed on the shoulder of a young man with a sword at his waist. He was wearing fox fur and a wolf hat, and had an elegant appearance.

The young man swept the bird with his palm, and the handsome little bird became a bloody mess.

The commander of ten thousand men, Huyan Zhuoer, was so frightened that he did not have time to command the siege and hurried over to obey orders.

Among the two attendants beside him, the middle-aged man was as strong as a lion and said in a loud voice, "Young Master, do you plan to meet that person?"

"Why, two of the ten great demons of Northern Mang can't protect my safety?" Tuoba Chunshun asked back.

Another old man in brocade robes said with a smile: "We are not evil, we are both servants of the young master, we will do whatever you say."

"Master Tuoba, you must not do this." The captain was getting angry.

In recent years, the martial arts world in Li Yang has shown unprecedented signs of prosperity, and the same is true for Bei Mang. Tuoba Bodhisattva rose from the tribe and is now the number one in the army. He is deeply trusted by the Queen of Bei Mang. According to some unconfirmed rumors, he has become a warrior at the level of a terrestrial immortal, catching up with Wang Xianzhi.

The reason for this kind of news is that once a martial arts master reaches the celestial realm and possesses the ability to sense heaven and man, he can rely on his mysterious intuition to perceive the breath of "his kind".

If Wang Xianzhi wanted to take off the empress's head, before he left the Yang border, a large group of masters and cavalry would be waiting for him.

Tuoba Chunshun is the youngest son of Tuoba Bodhisattva. He is not even seventeen years old, but he already has the strength of a second-grade master.

Hong Xiangyang borrowed 20,000 elite cavalry from Tuoba clan to pretend to be a vassal army, and he attacked Hengshui County himself. It was just a cover for a feint to the east and attack in the west. The 20,000 elite cavalry that Spider Web paid countless lives to cover up were like hidden arrows. Together with half of Hong Xiang's cavalry, they headed straight for Yin Yao City. After defeating it, they headed straight for Youzhou, intending to make the eastern border of Beiliang be attacked from both sides.

Tuoba Chunshun was not interested in a deadly battle with cavalry who had no knowledge of military tactics, nor was he willing to join in the fun in Hengshui County which was doomed to be impossible to break through. However, there were many people in Lanshui County, so he could kill to his heart's content.

But compared to the wanton killing, he cared more about the whetstone for his breakthrough into the Vajra realm.

"Do whatever I tell you to do. Order the cavalry in the royal tent to dismount and lead your men to attack the left and right. Leave the center open. I want to meet that guy." After Tuoba Chunjun finished speaking, he left the central army with two Vajra-level demon followers, not caring whether the captain listened or not.

In Beimang, there may be some commanders who do not give face to the children of Yelu and Murong, but there is absolutely no one who dares to disobey his orders. His father's words are like the imperial edict of the empress. If he is in the army, it will be even better. The key is that even so, the empress never feels that her achievements are too great to be a threat to her. A few years ago, when she negotiated with Xu Xiao at the border, only Tuoba Bodhisattva accompanied him.

The battlefield changed abruptly, three people in the center filed out, stepped on the siege tower and jumped to the top of the city wall. The personal soldiers waved their swords to stop them, but the middle-aged strong man punched out casually, and four or five sixth-rank warriors died instantly. He was ranked sixth among the Ten Great Demons of Beimang, known as "Dragon Spine and Bear Shoulders", and his kung fu was unparalleled.

After receiving the eye signal, the two followers immediately slowed down.

Tuoba Chunshun drew out the famous sword from his waist, and there was a faint purple airflow wrapped around the blade. He moved forward, his posture was as agile as a dragon, and he swung the sword like a chop or a stab, with a wide range of movements, which was obviously a sharp style that he had developed in fighting. In front of the attic on the top of the city, Jiang Yuan looked at the central army tent in the distance, without dodging or avoiding, he stood up and punched the blade, exerting three points of force, and the tiger roar style in the Heyi fist shook the vacuum.

The famous sword was broken alive, and the shock wave caused ripples on Tuoba Chunyun's cheeks. Most of his remaining strength was consumed, and his fist hit the opponent's forehead, knocking him down fiercely.

The two attendants' faces changed drastically. The old man in brocade robe whistled, and the ground at the base of the wall cracked. Three colorful giant pythons tens of meters long roamed on the city wall as if they were walking on flat ground.

The seventh-ranked demon in the North Mang is Caimang Jinxiulang.

It is rumored that this person was wandering in the wilderness when he was young. Whether it was due to his extraordinary talent or acquired luck, he could talk to flowers, birds, fish and insects. When he was young, he went down the mountain to raise exotic beasts from all directions. Later, he set his sights on the Daode Sect. As a result, his spine was broken by the Northern Mang National Master Qilin Zhenren with one finger. More than ten years later, he has returned to the first-grade Vajra realm.

During this period, he encountered a miracle by chance. A female python with a colorful crown died suddenly for unknown reasons when it was crossing the river and transformed into a dragon. He opened its abdomen and took out three python eggs, fed it with hundreds of kinds of flesh and blood and countless elixirs, and ripened it for twenty years. In the end, its body became extremely huge, and he firmly established himself among the top ten demons.

In the center of the army, the commander of ten thousand men saw the change and planned to move forward with his entire army. He did not dare to let Tuoba's son die, but was stopped by a soldier who threatened to die.

On top of the city wall, three colorful pythons were charging around, and Jiang Yuan delivered three consecutive punches, knocking them away one by one.

The middle-aged man took the opportunity to move forward, using his waist to assist his shoulders, his shoulders to lead his arms, and his arms to exert force. His fists were powerful, like the strength of a tiger.

Jiang Yuan struck backhand, punching against the opponent's fist, using 70% of his strength.

The two fists collided, the internal energy exploded, and overflowed, knocking away the soldiers in the distance.

The middle-aged man's right hand completely disappeared. He endured the severe pain that almost made him faint and took a step back. He looked terrified. Unlike the old man in brocade robe who was fiddling with some tricks, he was a pure warrior who walked up step by step, with the energy and blood in his prime.

The three-headed colorful python opened its mouth and was about to spit out poisonous mist. If an ordinary person smelled it, they would become emaciated in the blink of an eye.

In response, Jiang Yuan simply raised his eyes. These three low-class beasts were really tired of living.

The real and surging fear was fed back to the old man in brocade robe through the master-servant connection. Before he could say anything, a cold voice exploded from the lake of his heart.

"Three live and one stays, the one who stays will be my mount."

The three colorful pythons acted as if they had received an imperial decree and began to fight each other without hesitation.

In a moment, a big sun rose from the top of the city.

Jiang Yuan held the burning red ball, a rainbow light flashed, and this time he punched with all his strength.

The paper-made body of the old man in brocade robe was torn into pieces in an instant, and the broken flesh and blood ignited flames, and the rain of fire splashed, which was a spectacular sight. The power of the dragon and elephant was released, and the fist hit the vacuum. Ripples suddenly appeared on the plane in front of the wall, and thirty ladders were overturned at the same time.

(End of this chapter)