Chapter 1141: Cover the sword

The fire in front of the mountain also caused great vigilance in Daying.
The soldiers awoke from their sleep and started running with their weapons and went to their place.
The formations used the fastest speed to complete the preparation before the formation of the formation. The crossbow formation composed of 800 crossbowmen also moved forward to the front of the barracks as a whole.
This is the North Third Battalion, commanded by Peng Shihai.
He looked at the thousands of vulture birds coming from all over the world, his expression was still indifferent, his voice did not tremble, and more than ten military orders were issued in an orderly manner.
Only the soldiers standing beside him noticed that his master's fist had been clenched tightly and his knuckles were pale.
That is not fear, but anger and anxiety.
If each eagle bird carried that kind of gunpowder-like weapon, what test would the North Third Battalion face today?
The formation method arranged by the formation division can cover half of the barracks, but in front of such a fire, it cannot be supported for too long.
As for the crossbow array, it should be possible to shoot down a group of vulture birds, but according to the current flying height of the vulture birds, when the crossbow arrows can shoot at them, they have already flown above the barracks, so are they throwing gunpowder by themselves or being What is the difference between shooting down?
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"If only Master is here!"
Shouted a cavalry who was climbing towards the cliff.
Another cavalryman shook his head and said, "Even if Master is in his old man's home, it may not be possible to kill these birds cleanly."
The third cavalry did not speak, exuding a cold breath, and the murderous intentions rose to the sky.
When he wanted to come, the North Third Battalion will inevitably become a sea of ​​fire today, even if the formation can resist a moment, it will also suffer a very heavy loss, and the fastest Wolf Demon of the Demon Race may be waiting for the attack in Shanbei. In other words, there is no Ways to recover this failure.
Then he must at least kill the commanders of the vulture birds to prevent such failures from happening in the future.
Being able to climb such a steep cliff, thinking of such things, of course, he and the other two cavalry are not ordinary soldiers.
But even if they are powerful monks, there are still many things on the battlefield that cannot be changed.
Suddenly, there was a stern cry in the sky.
The three cavalry stopped their movements subconsciously, looked back in the direction of the human camp, and saw a completely unexpected picture.
The grassland illuminated by the morning light diffused a lot of blue light, and finally turned into a block formation, covering the first half of the barracks.
At such a long distance, the flashing light on the Holy Light Crossbow can still be seen.
The Terran Army is standing by.
But those vulture birds did not fly above the barracks, so they fell towards the ground one after another!
There seems to be an invisible and mysterious force between heaven and earth, appearing in front of the vulture birds, making them panic and unable to wave their wings.
Thousands of vultures fell towards the ground like raindrops. When they fell on the grassland, they turned into a sky-high flame. The scene was extremely spectacular.
"How is this going?"
A cavalry shouted in surprise.
The cold cavalry shouted: "Speed ​​up!"
Seeing that Daying was okay, the three cavalrymen were energized, and they were rushing towards the caves in the middle of the cliff, as fast as they could!
Before they came to those caves, the three felt the cold breath oozing out from inside, knowing that the demon weirdo should still be inside, without any delay, the long sword came out of the sheath like the cold mountain Shoot into the hole and start walking at an unimaginable speed.
There was no sound at the beginning of the cliff, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, and then there was an intensive and continuous cutting sound, which was interspersed with the screams of curse and the curse of the Devil's language, and then the repeated demon of the Devil Looking at a certain sentence, it seemed extremely terrified and frightened.
I don't know how long it took, the sound in the cliff finally disappeared.
Three Daohan swords flew out of the hole and belonged to the sword sheath.
The morning sun was higher than before, and the morning light shining on the side peak reflected back to the cliff wall, illuminating the faces of the three cavalrymen.
One face was calm and quiet, one face was firm and cold, and one face was youthful and smart. It was Liang Banhu, Guan Feibai, and cabbage.
Cabbage asked curiously: "What did the Mojo weird just say before he died?"
Liang Banhu and Guan Feibai looked at each other and laughed.
Guan Fei smiled, and said with a straight face: "Brother Master let you learn Mozu language well, why don't you listen?"
Cabbage grievances said: "There are more than one hundred demon languages, how can I learn all?"
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There were exclamations everywhere on the grassland.
Because the same happened in all military camps.
The demon did not use a large number of troops to counterattack, but launched countless sneak attacks at the same time.
This kind of sneak attack should be described as a surprise attack. Devil races have done all kinds of strange means, and sent a lot of strong people.
This is the first time since the beginning of the war that the Devil sent the strong to fight.
But just like in the first phase of the campaign, once it was dispatched, it was fully attacked, leaving no room!
There are more than 3,000 tribes in Mozu, including hundreds of tribes with powerful fighting power.
Today, the heads of these tribes and their most powerful warriors either broke out of the grasslands or flew from the cliffs, and their faces were grim.
The Beast Master from the remote Snow Lake directs the demon to launch a suicide attack.
The unsavory wandering fighters from the slums of Snow Old City lifted the beast hides from their bodies, picked up the heavy magic axe, and jumped from the herd.
The goals of these strong men are very clear, and the prior arrangements are very targeted, that is, the food, the formation and the commander of the human army.
Hundreds of small battles started on the grassland at the same time. Although they may not have much impact on the overall situation, they have successfully created great chaos.
Behind the chaos often has a clear and cold intention.
When Chaoyang jumped out of the horizon, the light was refracted by the mountains and grasslands, which made the world more dim. The real intention of the Mozu seemed finally clear.
Hundreds of strong and powerful Demon Army strongmen, with a clear intention to disturb the heavens, came to a place less than twenty miles away from the military account of the Human Race.
The fighting intention to disturb the heavens brought the clouds in the sky back together, and raindrops fell on the soldiers' faces and lips, feeling a little pale and empty.
This is the power of the rules. Is it said that there is a strong in the sanctuary?
Coach Heming will be a low-key and calm person, but in some ways extremely adventurous, even radical.
The Chinese military account was pushed to the forefront by him, and it was only more than a hundred miles from the mountain named Nuorilang.
At such a critical moment, there is no longer any need to retain.
The strong of the human race finally shot.
The white and blazing sacred light illuminates the dark world, tearing apart the clouds like sticky cotton wool, revealing a corner of the sky.
Mao Qiuyu and Huairen Dao walked out of the Chinese military account, waved their sleeves, and killed more than ten demon masters.
No one was surprised.
Even those who are equal to the death of the demon strong have also expected their own ending.
How could the most important Chinese military account not be guarded by the strong men of the Sanctuary?
Since the Mozu has long been expected, there are naturally corresponding preparations.
The sky suddenly became dark.
The azure blue ruins disappeared, and in the faint mist cloud, there was a black, broken chess board looming.
Under Nori Lang Peak, a black hole suddenly appeared on the deserted grassland.
The edge of the channel is not straight, like a piece of paper torn open.
This kind of description is actually very appropriate, because it was originally a channel torn from space by the horror array of the Demon Race.
Several demon will ride thousands of wolves from the valley, hundreds of miles away, and gallop toward the Chinese military account.
The clouds gradually darkened, blocking the sunlight, and the night seemed to come ahead of time, during which a few particularly tall figures appeared.
I believe it should be a member of the Presbyterian Association, or the royal noble in the old city of Xue.
The expressions of Mao Qiuyu and Huairen remained unchanged, and they were very calm.
Since the Mozu can anticipate that they are here, they can naturally think that the Mozu will have corresponding arrangements.
Late last night, they had seen the possibility of the passage appearing on the chart of life.
So far, nothing new and beyond expectations has happened.
Suddenly, Huairen's eyes became dignified.
Mao Qiuyu's sleeves moved without a wind.
Suddenly a very tall black figure appeared on the top of Norirang Peak.
Unlike those demons and wolf riders, the dark shadow did not appear through the channel in the valley, but suddenly appeared on the peak.
The sky became darker, but the mist in front of the mountain was blown away by the wind, revealing the true appearance of the huge dark shadow.
It was an extremely rare ancient mountain owl from ancient times, with a long kiss on the corner of the pan, extremely fierce, with a height of more than forty feet.
In the corner of the downhill hawk sat a very thin demon, even the size of a human child is far inferior, wearing an armor, the armor is covered with a complex pattern woven by gold thread, and there are many Something green, some are emeralds, some are rusty copper.
An unimaginable horror, overflowing through the gaps in the armor, is nowhere near as cold and evil as the demon's sight.
When the demon appeared at the peak, the world around for hundreds of miles seemed to be quiet for a moment.
Because he is the devil.
After a very short period of silence, there was a more wailing howl and shouting.
Thousands of wolves were almost crazy and rushed towards the Chinese military account.
Because the devil is here.
Obviously, if you want to guard the Chinese military account today, the prerequisite is to defeat, at least block the magic commander.
When the old devil was still alive, he was the undisputed second strongest in the magic field snowfield.
Now that the old Demon King is dead, can he be said to be the strongest of the Devil Race?
No one knows this answer, because the Yanzhishan people can't come out of the world because the black robe hasn't tried its best until today.
But at least one fact can be confirmed.
Mo Shuai is not an ordinary sanctuary powerhouse.
If Chen Changsheng is here, it might be remembered that when Su Li mentioned the magical handsome next to the hot spring, he used the word metamorphosis.
Even Su Li felt perverted and could imagine how cruel and powerful the Magic Master was.
Mao Qiuyu knows clearly that he is not the opponent of Mo Shuai. Aunt Huairen’s time to enter the sanctuary is shorter, so who will stop him?
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A sword light came from the south.
The sword is clear and clear, like real water.
The sword light washed away the smog in the sky, obliterated the howling on the grassland, it seemed to be leisurely, but it actually implicitly cut to the peak.
In the surging wolf ride, a black smoke suddenly rose, and the eighth demon would break through the sky, holding a heavy treasure, and blasted towards the sword light.
The sword light seemed to be the reflection of the water surface under the gallery, and it twitched slightly, so it went around.
With a snort, a clear sword mark appeared on the armor of the Eighth Demon General, with a lava line flowing inside.
The unbearable pain caused the demon, known for his perseverance, to make a roar.
In the roar, there was a black smoke rising from the wolf riding, but the momentum was comparable to the previous one, the devil qi was skyward, and the sword light was left behind.
The sword light flashed from time to time, illuminating the black smoke, and occasionally the sound of metal breaking.
The third demon will finally block this sword light, the helmet is covered with sword marks, the magic horn is cut off, and the blood of the devil flows out.
It was just a sword light, which actually required two high-level demons to make shots in order to stop it, and it was so embarrassing that it even hurt one after another.
It is different from Su Li's sharpness and freedom, and from Chen Changsheng's directness and perseverance.
This sword is quieter, softer, yet sharp, without traces, elusive, and extremely subtle.
There is a tent on the side of the camp, which is used to pile up debris.
An old man came out from the inside.
He holds a sword in his right hand and a scabbard in his left hand. No matter how he walks or how to hold the sword, it is not good-looking, and it has nothing to do with the word Chuchen. But everyone with a discerning eye can see that the sword is extraordinary. It has been washed for three thousand years in autumn water.
Is this the legendary cover-up sword?
Is this ordinary old master the head of Lishan Jianzong?
The generals and soldiers in the camp were shocked and speechless, and they all made way.
Mao Qiuyu and Huairen bowed slightly to salute.
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