In the snow: I am Huang Maner, bathing with Blue Bird and Sweet Potato at the beginning

How can I die here in vain, my son from Beiliang?

Huang Man'er used willow sticks as daggers, one against a hundred, and none of the Beimang soldiers who came to besiege him could get close.

"I won't play with you anymore!"

Huang Man'er frantically poured his sword intent into the wicker, chanted a sword formula, and slashed out with his right hand.

The sky suddenly became dark, as if the whole world was afraid of the sword Huang Man'er swung.

A seemingly invincible sword energy was conceived from the wicker, and all three hundred Beimang soldiers around were killed by this sword!

Seeing this scene, the Beiliang army who survived around them rekindled their desire for life.

Perhaps, things have a turning point!

"Reinforcements have arrived! Soldiers beat these savages back home!"

At this time, the reinforcements led by Wei Fucheng also came to support them.

Bainu Yulin deserved to be the number one sharpshooter in the Beiliang Army. Their skillful and methodical fighting methods made the Beimang army under the city wall dare not take half a step closer.

"Who is that? How did you jump off the city wall alone to fight the enemy?!"

The adjutant next to Wei Fucheng suddenly pointed to a figure under the city wall and exclaimed.

I saw that figure holding a willow stick, entering and exiting the Beimang army seven times, as if entering a land without people, where he passed, countless Beimang soldiers would surely fall down!

At this moment, Wei Fucheng also noticed that figure with a figure like a child, and when he took a closer look, an ominous premonition erupted in his heart.

"Little! Little Prince?!"

……

Youzhou City, inn.

It was already morning, sweet potato rolled over sleepily, trying to hug the little prince who was sleeping with her.

"Eh?"

But she found that the side around her became empty, as if she was the only one on this big bed.

Unwilling to give up, she stretched out her hand and touched it again, but there was still nothing!

Completely flustered, she opened her eyes and saw,

Little prince, it's gone!

……

Inside the Beimang camp, a middle-aged man with a calm temperament was sitting on the main seat, counting with his left hand, Gujing Wubo's face suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Report! A child who used wicker as a sword suddenly appeared on the Hulukou battlefield! Our army has suffered heavy losses. Please send experts to support!"

A Beimang soldier covered in blood rushed into the tent and knelt down in front of the man.

The corner of the man's mouth was slightly raised, showing a playful smile, and he waved:

"Go on, I already know, I will meet him personally for a while."

"Holding a willow stick as a sword? It's really interesting!"

63. Li Chungang Borrows His Sword!Huang Man'er confronts Tuoba Bodhisattva!

On the Hulukou battlefield, a young man was holding a wicker stick and standing on top of a hill of corpses. Seeing this scene, none of the surrounding Beimang soldiers dared to rush forward.

"This person is exhausted! Follow me to kill him!"

I don't know who had the courage to yell, and then the soldiers rushed over to the boy again, and the sound of killing was loud.

The blood on the young man's face made it hard to see his expression clearly, and the willow stick was still bleeding continuously. He looked at the enemy army who killed him, and couldn't help but sneered:

"Furious, leaning on the railing."

This boy was Huang Man'er who had entered the enemy's hinterland, he didn't know where the excitement came from, and he read a poem with great enthusiasm.

The willow stick in Huang Man'er's hand moved with his lips. It was just a sword that seemed to have no waves in the ancient well, but it was a divine hand that could break the armor of more than two hundred people.

The monstrous sword energy surrounded Huang Man'er, and with a single strike, the soldiers of Beimang were at a loss again.

"Where did this old monster come from? How could we beat him?!"

A Beimang soldier tremblingly clenched the knife in his hand. Looking at Huang Man'er on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he seemed to feel that he was in hell at this time.

"There is a death order from above, we must let us hold this young man."

A veteran sighed and said in despair.

"Is the one above crazy? Who is this boy?!"

Hearing this, the veteran sighed leisurely, as if he had already made up his mind to die

"The second son of Beiliang King Xu Xiao, Xu Longxiang!"

On the mountain of corpses, the young man was still reciting poems, but after each sentence, he would slash a sword at the Beimang soldiers.

"Xiao Xiao Yu rests, raises his eyes, raises his head to the sky and roars, with a strong heart."

Countless Northern Mang Army fell under the young man's sword again. At this moment, Huang Man'er seemed to be a lingering nightmare in the eyes of the Northern Mang Army.

Wei Fucheng, who was on the periphery, led all the white crossbow feather forests, attacking the defense line of the Northern Mang army time and time again.

It's a pity that the Northern Mang army seemed to be determined by Huang Man'er, and arranged the defense line tightly. Even if Wei Fucheng, a well-known member of the Northern Liang army, took the lead in charging, the defense line was still impenetrable.

The silver-armored general was covered in blood at this time, and his armor was almost stained with blood.

Wei Fucheng looked at the little prince on the mountain of corpses in the distance, resolutely removed the heavy armor, pulled out the Beiliang knife beside him, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Soldiers! Follow me into the enemy line and rescue the little prince!"

At this time, he didn't bother to explore why the little prince appeared here. He only had one obsession in his heart now, and that was to bring Huang Man'er out intact.

The deafening shouts of killing resounded through the sky, and the Beiliang soldiers seemed to be inspired by the heroic and mighty little prince, and they drew out their Beiliang knives one after another, responding to Wei Fucheng's call!

"Three thousand fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon!"

Huang Man'er slashed out with another sword, and the Northern Mang army in front of him was instantly wiped out without a trace.

The long-time overloaded battle also made Huang Man'er feel a little bit strenuous. At this time, the dragon-elephant technique on his body was running at full strength, and at the peak, there was a faint dragon-elephant chant from his body.

The system didn't tell him that this mission was so difficult!

There is no other way, the b that I want to pretend, I have to pretend to be on my knees!

In a blink of an eye, countless Beimang soldiers wanted to take Huang Man'er's life again.

"Ambition to eat Hulu meat, laugh at thirsty and drink Huns blood!"

Huang Man'er used all his strength to slash out ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, and then thousands of sword shadows merged into one, and the world was dark!

With this sword, Huang Man'er pierced more than a thousand armors.

"Hahahahaha, what a great ambition to eat the meat of the Huns hungry, and talk about drinking the blood of the Huns with a smile!"

At this time, a hearty smile came from the sky, and a man with a sturdy figure like a farmer came from a distance.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at Huang Man'er with interest:

"Are you Xu Xiao's son?"

"It is rumored that you are an idiot, but I don't think so."

Huang Man'er looked at this mysterious man coldly, and said:

"Exactly, who are you?"

The man smiled quite elegantly, which was extremely inconsistent with his image:

"It's okay to tell you, it can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of a dying person."

"My name is Tuoba Bodhisattva!"

As soon as the words fell, the man stretched out his hand and pointed. Huang Man'er felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and a thousand arrows pierced his heart!

This is, the land fairyland!

Didn't expect that he would invite this Tuoba Bodhisattva to kill him?Could it be that his threat to Beimang has reached such a great level?

Let Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was already in the realm of land gods, forcibly kill himself regardless of the consequences.

Huang Man'er had fought hard for half a day before, and his physical condition had fallen to the worst. At this time, he resisted the blow of Tuoba Bodhisattva, and suddenly felt that his internal organs were about to shatter.

The severe pain caused Huang Man'er to kneel down on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked Natuoba Bodhisattva:

"The word I just said, do you want to know what the last sentence is?"

Tuoba Bodhisattva raised his eyebrows when he heard the words:

"Oh?"

"It seems that you are really interested, why don't you tell me?"

Huang Man'er laughed wildly at this time, he stood up against the pressure of the land gods, and said loudly:

"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!"

As soon as this remark came out, Huang Man'er's aura climbed to the peak again, and his domineering sword energy burst out violently, completely crushing the coercion of Tuoba Bodhisattva!

At the moment of life and death, Huang Man'er comprehended the great way of heaven and earth, and broke through to the Finger Profound Realm like a matter of course!

Even the well-informed Tuoba Bodhisattva had a look of surprise on his face when he saw such a scene:

"Breakthrough to the Finger Profound Realm? It's really getting more and more interesting!"

"However, if I want to kill you, it's still easy!"

With just one thought of Bodhisattva Tuoba, the world around Huang Man'er will collapse!The terrifying force rushed towards Huang Man'er.

Huang Man'er looked up at the sky and shouted:

"Old man! If you don't get out, I'm going to die here!"

"Whether Xu Xiao will kill you when I see it!"

Whether it was Tuoba Bodhisattva, he narrowed his eyes curiously, wanting to see what kind of reinforcements Huang Man'er could bring.