The Country's Destiny Creates A Strong Point: Starting To Receive Shocking Results

"Don't you know you have no clothes? With the son! The

desolate Qin cavity echoed in midair, mixed with the sound of stepsteps in unison, and a murderous aura pervaded.

Eloquent, high-spirited!

The Qin army was dressed in Xuan armor, his face was old-fashioned and cold, and he held a sword and halberd, and swung his army to the east.

The 30,000 Qin army was majestic, giving people a sense of unity of sight, and like a black dragon dancing with teeth and claws, looking at the small city not far away.

The sun is scorching and the yellow sand is everywhere.

Just on the necessary road for the Qin army to advance eastward, a young man with a bone knife in his hand was waiting for him.

Yang Ming was dressed in a well-cut white clothes, which set off his flowing and handsome appearance, and the long and wide bone knife of the door panel in his hand complemented his tall figure.

He obviously has only one person, a knife.

However, in the eyes of the Qin army and the guards of Light Wolf City, it was like thousands of troops!

"Report!"

A soldier of the Qin army came to the rear army and said very quickly:

"General, on the way of our army's advance, there is a suspected expert of Light Wolf City blocking the way, whether our army is advancing or retreating, please give instructions to the army!"

Meng Guo frowned.

"Are you sure that there is only one person on the other side?"

"OK!"

Meng Guo frowned deeper.

"One person, why can you stop my Daqin pioneer?"

"Pass on my order, the whole army will attack!"

The soldier picked up the horn and blew the trumpet.

The 30,000 Qin troops were well-trained and under Meng Guo's command and dispatch.

Two thousand cavalry were the first to set out from the left and right wings, relying on the high mobility of the crotch war horses, to break away from the large army, and the cavalrymen held bronze halberds and pointed diagonally ahead.

In Meng Guo's opinion, with the ability of these two thousand cavalry, it is enough to easily gouge through the 10,000-person phalanx, let alone a single person?

Even the masters of the hundreds of families would definitely not dare to face their edge in the face of the collective charge of the cavalry!

Meng Guo inherited the Meng family's steady and steady fighting style, the lion fighting rabbit, and also used all his strength, took out two thousand cavalry to kill Yang Ming, which is already regarded as killing chickens with a cow knife, and he is very worthy of him!

"Tap-da-da!"

Horses' hooves trample the earth, and dense sounds come from far and near.

Even the ground shook slightly, and the smoke and dust on the surface floated in the air.

In the face of the torrent of cavalry with high horses and horses, anyone will change color one after another.

However,

Yang Ming is not an ordinary person!

His face was as always, with a faint smile on his face, and this breezy expression seemed not to be on a cruel battlefield, but after drinking and eating, he was visiting the back garden.

With a light touch of his toes, Yang Ming performed light skills, and the person flew low like a flying swallow, and the speed continued to increase.

Seeing that Yang Ming did not retreat and advance, and even wanted to break into the cavalry ranks, Qin Jun instantly felt a sense of humiliation.

They fought in the south and the north for many years, and the Wei warriors broke the sand in their hands, and the northern nomads could only hide from the edge and flee to the barren lands further north.

A person, in the face of their invincible cavalry, not only did not feel any fear, but actually tried to resist?

This is a great shame!

This sense of humiliation constantly stirred their nerves, and then turned into one after another terrifying killing moves!

"Whoosh!"

The screech of bronze halberds cutting through the air came.

Several weapons were aimed at Yang Ming, launching a fierce attack.

Driven by the cavalry charge, each bronze halberd was wrapped in nearly a thousand pounds of power, like a car with full horsepower galloping head-on.

Under such an attack, even if there is a shield block, ordinary people will deal with it very embarrassingly, light hand bones are broken, heavy is knocked away by cavalry!

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the cavalrymen.

They could already imagine that Yang Ming's thin body was as weak as a kite, and he was hit by them!

Pity!

Whether it was the Qin army or the vanguard general Meng Guo, they all underestimated Yang Ming and overestimated themselves!

Yang Ming jumped.

His body was as light as a feather, and his toes lightly touched the tip of the bronze halberd, and then he performed light skills one after another, followed the halberd rod and approached forward, and in the horrified eyes of the cavalry on the opposite side, he brandished the long and wide bone knife of the door panel in his hand!

"Phew!"

The air flow rolled up on the tip of the knife drove the yellow sand to fly.

A long crack faintly cracked in the air, and the bone knife slashed the cavalry on the opposite side in half from top to bottom, and the concussive power that condensed the blade body completely exploded!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "

The air was torn apart like a cloth, and the chaotic sword qi splashed everywhere, splashing on the cavalry, splashing on the war horses under their seats.

With Yang Ming as the center, within a diameter of 9 meters, it instantly turned into an Asura field!

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the badly wounded war horse let out a mournful cry before death, and then fell in a pool of blood with its master.

The splattered blood beads stained the white clothes on Yang Ming's body, he was like a messenger who came out of hell, obviously it seemed harmless to humans and animals, but when he laughed, it gave the opposite Qin Jun a creepy feeling!

There was no time to suffer for the dead comrades, and the cavalry behind ran wildly under the hooves of the war horses, and the fear in their minds was instantly suppressed, and turned into endless killing intent against Yang Ming.

"Don't you know you have no clothes? With the son! The

powerful Qin cavity echoed in the air.

The bloody Qin army, in their unique way, is comforting their dead comrades and boosting their morale!

This is a fighting force with high morale!

Even if Yang Ming looked very difficult to mess with, they didn't have the idea of taking a step back!

The cavalry torrent surged up like a wild wave, and a bronze halberd was indestructible, and even the strongest reef would be broken by them!

However!

It was in this breathless offensive of the Qin army that Yang Ming went against the current with one person and one sword!

"Men should kill, kill without mercy!"

A soft chant passed on, Yang Ming had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the movements in his hands were unambiguous, the bone knife was ruthless and fast, and in the enemy's terrified gaze, harvesting away one living life after another.

"Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a sin."

Shrouded in golden Buddha light, Yang Ming relied on the desperate defensive power of Luo Han's golden body to block the attacks that converged from all directions, and then walked as if nothing was happening under the incredible gaze of the enemy.

With a backhand flick, he emptied the cavalry around him with a knife.

Yang Ming walked forward with his own care, and with every step he took, an enemy was bound to die under the sword.

The verses chanted in his mouth kept coming, like a desperate mantra.

"Slaughtered nine million, Fang is the hero of the hero!"

One person, one knife.

It was actually killed alive by Yang Ming to create a bloody road!

Pave the way with corpses!

The undead horses and soldiers lay on the ground wailing.

Yang Ming was covered in blood, and bright red was the only hue.

The moment he raised the bone knife again, the scene was silent.

"Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where do heroes not kill?"