Lord of Time!

Chapter 194 Breaking into the Ten Thousand Armies Alone

"Save me, save me, the enemy is attacking..."

"Get up quickly, there are assassins, it's too late!"

When Elder Mingyu wandered around the Jinghai camp, he was wearing a black long gown, his face was like white jade, and he was extremely majestic. He looked like an expert...

In particular, the swarm of insects that followed him all the year round made people respect his profound martial arts, but at the same time, he was a little more eerie and treacherous, so he would not dare to provoke him easily.

In addition, he and Elder Xuan Bing were deeply respected by Ji Xuanhe, the heir of Prince Jinghai. They called each other uncle, and they called each other affectionately, which further reflected their noble status.

However, this noble and mysterious powerful master, like a young daughter-in-law who has been bullied, screamed for help.

The voice was high-pitched and shrill, and the face was distorted and deformed, making people unable to believe their eyes.

"Is this still the elder of the Jiyin Sect's Unity Realm?"

"Is such a virtue of the grand master?"

While King Jinghai felt the absurdity in his heart, he didn't realize it for a while.

In fact, he has never seen this kind of situation before, and he has no experience in dealing with it.

On the contrary, several generals under his family's command were withdrawn from the front line of the Northern Zhou Hu people's confrontation. They were used to hearing calls for help and seeing the misery of the people. They knew how to break the situation in such a situation.

First of all, of course, it is necessary to show your fangs, so that people will not dare to commit lightly.

Then the army is dispatched to crush the opponent into powder.

that is it.

Seeing Elder Mingyu whizzing past him.

A cavalry general raised his halberd high and roared angrily, "He Fangxiao is young, dare to forcefully break into my Jinghai camp, it's really audacious, take my Tong Dazhong's axe."

This man has a black face and a black helmet, broad shoulders and a round waist. He is more than nine feet tall and rides a tall horse with dark clouds and snow.

As soon as he pulled the rein of the horse, he leaped like flying, the blade of the halberd cut through the wind, rolled up a frenzied tide, and cut towards Chen Ping's neck.

sound to people.

The horse arrives.

The shot is as fast as a shooting star.

However, he died as quickly as a meteor.

puff……

A golden light flashed.

Everyone heard the wind and thunder in their ears.

At the same time as the iron halberd shot up into the sky, the big head with round eyes and beards also shot up into the sky, tumbling and sprinkled a drop of blood in the air.

People and horses staggered past.

Chen Ping's body and sword merged into one, turned into a mighty dragon, and plunged into the army formation.

There was a sound of dark clouds stepping on the snow behind him, his front hoof slipped, and he fell to the ground and slid several feet away.

The soldiers standing in front of him, whether they were wielding weapons or wearing heavy armor, were rushed by the golden light, like dozens of marbles, and splashed in all directions.

The sound of howling and howling rang out.

"Fire arrows, shoot arrows, form formations to intercept, Zhang Mingdao, Zhang Mingdao..."

Someone hissed and roared.

Shouting his name, dozens of riders behind him, hundreds of riders and thousands of riders reacted quickly, forming a square formation behind him, swords and guns raised simultaneously, and crossbow arrows raining like rain.

Chen Ping could tell at a glance, Xin Dao said that this general had a lot of skills in leading the army in battle, even if he was attacked suddenly, he would not be chaotic in the slightest, and he immediately assembled the army to prepare for battle.

Even if he can't be called a famous general, he can still be called a brave general. He is fearless, adapts to every situation, and is very adaptable.

Listen to the opponent's call twice more.

Chen Ping's expression darkened...

Even though he had a slight accent problem, he still heard clearly that this person was calling his name, Zhang Mingdao.

Before the Xingqing Mansion dispatched troops, he had heard Shang Zhen tell about the information he had obtained, but he remembered it clearly.

Back then, the land of the three prefectures was not incapable of fighting.

In the 28 counties of the three prefectures, the three generals who lead the army to guard the big city are named Tong Dazhong, Zhang Mingdao and Fang Gui.

Just now, the strong man with a beard and a halberd who was not afraid of death rushed forward, his horse was about to sink, and his martial arts were superb.

And this Zhang Mingdao in front of him is full of vigor and sophistication, with a silver spear in his hand, heavy lights and shadows, and his military aura around him is like a raging fire, surging and surging, a little stronger than that Tong Dazhong.

In addition, he was prepared, and there was an army gathering behind him, and he launched an attack suddenly, which actually suppressed Chen Ping's forward speed a little.

"There are soldiers and generals, and it's not like they haven't fought before. Even if they encounter the Northern Zhou Benlangqi, they still have the power to fight. At least, they can delay for a while and let the people evacuate.

However, just such a few powerful generals didn't make a move, they didn't let go of an arrow, they fled watching the wind, and threw the people of the three prefectures to the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. "

If it is really impossible to fight, the ability is not good, and the ants will escape if they escape, it is not a miracle.

Chen Ping also had no interest in paying attention to a few idiot generals, he just thought that those people were scared out of their wits, the world is so big, there are timid people everywhere, so there is nothing strange about it.

However, he chased after Elder Mingyu and went straight into the barracks, what did he see.

What I saw was Jing Haijun, whose military capacity was at its peak.

Compared with the army of their own Xingqing Mansion, the equipment is much more sophisticated.

What about the leading general?
All of them are elite and brave, and they are rare masters.

But why is such a powerful master just hiding aside and not doing business?
The innocent people crying blood and crying must have never thought that these generals would be so "pushy" that they would be abandoned alive and thrown under the iron hooves of Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

"You are Zhang Mingdao, damn it."

Chen Ping gave a cold shout, and the flames on his body suddenly roared and exploded, like a phoenix rising to the sun, a ray of blazing golden sword light rumbled out suddenly.

In front of and behind him, in a radius of ten feet to the left and right, golden flames rushed, countless crossbow arrows were shattered at the same time, and the men and horses who came on the impact were swept up by the strong wind and flew upside down.

Zhang Mingdao shouted violently, still in his throat, when he saw the sword light come into view.

The cavalry guards arranged in a line in front of them were divided into two pieces from the middle with men and horses at the same time.

The blood roared like a sea wave.

He danced wildly with his silver spear, turning into a light mirror in front of him.

puff.

Like tofu under a sharp knife, the silver gun in his hand, even his true energy, spear, and armored horse, were all split into two.

It's black in front of you.

Zhang Mingdao's huge and robust body sitting on the horse was also divided into two pieces.

[Cold light suddenly appears, yin and yang are divided]
With Tong Dazhong's head cut off, Zhang Mingdao cut his sword into two halves, and the armored soldiers suffered more than two hundred casualties within just two breaths.

A figure rushed into the barracks like a golden thread, smashing all the way, invincible.

The entire barracks couldn't help being silent.

The sound of roaring and killing that just emerged was also paused at the same time.

Kill what? Kill?

Unstoppable, totally unstoppable.

Fang Gui is the most obedient person.

Hearing a guard knight calling General Fang, he hurriedly slammed the hammer out, beating the guard cavalry until he vomited blood and fell off his horse.

Seeing the generals around him charging forward, he was lucky, and actually retreated slowly, to the side of the main general, King Jinghai.

If it comes to where the defense is the strictest and where the safety is the safest, it must be the prince's place.

"Protect the king."

Fang Gui squeezed his throat and shouted, and retreated without turning his head.

The speed was not even half a step slower than the frantically fleeing Jiyin sect elder Mingyu.

"If you can escape, I can escape naturally. Afterwards, the prince blames it, and there are others who are guilty of the same crime. It is not good to punish more."

Besides, Fang Gui woke up now.

What kind of person is this Jiyin Sect elder?

He is a veteran grand master of Heyi Realm, and one person can fight ten of his own powerful top masters.

Even people like him didn't dare to look back and ran away with all their might.

I had to eat a few bowls of rice before I dared to fight the murderer who was chasing after him.

Fang Mingdao and Tong Dawei are two muscular idiots, the faster they charge, the faster they die.

Besides, Fang Gui could see clearly.

The face of the visitor was like a jade crown, black sword and white robe, eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, with a look of contempt and domineering, even from a long distance, it made people tremble with fear.

With such a description, the military camp bulletin has already painted shadows and graphics, which are clearly drawn.

"That's Chen Ping, the Tiger of Xingqing [Yi Bo Yuntian] General Chen, a formidable figure who resisted the Dongmu army in the east and resisted Cui in the west. This time, the prince ordered the generals to give way, and most likely he still wanted to target this man. Xingqing Tiger, let him fight Bei Zhou Hu Qi to the death, and then come to clean up the mess."

Fang Gui might not have understood it beforehand.

Now I finally understand.

Such a powerful figure, how do you want to suppress him.

If they really fought face to face with gongs and drums, who would be sure to beat him?

Wouldn't it be good to let those arrogant barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty enter the territory of Xingqing Mansion and fight with this man to lose both sides, and then clean up the old mountains and rivers to gain both the land and the hearts of the people.

Fang Gui was still thinking of some tricks and schemes, Elder Mingyu had been chased so much that he couldn't even control the bugs on his body.

How courageous is the young man chasing after him?

He actually walked slowly among the hundreds of thousands of military camps, but if anyone stood in the way and waved his sword casually, the people and horses would be smashed to pieces.

Countless arrows shot down like rain, and they were smashed to pieces by the three-foot golden light on his body. When the spear pierced like a forest, it was about to pass through the layer of blue-white true energy mask, the second layer of blood gang, and the third layer of colored glaze. golden body.

The innate attack strength can't even penetrate the first layer of Aoki Longevity True Qi mask on the outermost periphery, so how can it pose a threat?

What's more, the black dragon sword in his hand is not a decoration, if you want to kill him, you must have the consciousness of breaking your body to pieces.

The army's siege became more and more urgent, and the shouts became louder and louder, but there were not many who could stop him from pursuing.

The soldiers in front are like tides, rising and falling one after another, and the murderous intent behind them is piercing, like a light on their backs.

From a distance, you can see the big banner of the canopy, and the coach is walking.

He saw Prince Jinghai in a golden python robe, and there were many generals beside him.

Mingyu was overjoyed in his heart. Seeing the vitality, he knew that the last hundred zhang road was the most difficult to walk. Life and death were in front of him. There is no enmity, why are you so unforgiving?"

"You were chasing and killing the little Princess Mingyue earlier."

With a swing of Chen Ping's sword, yin and yang were reversed, and the two instruments rotated. Broken arms and stumps flew up like rain. Whether there was a man or a horse in front of him, when he rushed past with the sword, a long line of flesh and blood sprang out. Come along.

Although the charge was ferocious and wild, his voice was unhurried, with a curling tail that resounded through the battlefield, making people guard from outside.

Damn, this is a human being or a ghost. In his eyes, it looks like he's just strolling around in such a bloody field, without any effort at all.

Looking at it like this, it is not a problem to fight until dark and then until dawn.

How many lives are needed to stop him.

For a while, morale plummeted.

Elder Mingyu only felt that his vitality of being one with the heaven and earth was almost deprived. He even felt that when he intercepted and threw the insect cloud behind him, he began to lose his vitality. The earth and rocks fell to the ground without a sound.

This is the spirit of obliterating the ghost worm from the soul level.

Sure enough, the sword intent is psychic, and everything can be cut.

"It was Elder Xuan Bing who hurt the little princess, and he was the one who chased and killed the first one."

At this time, Mingyu could no longer care about face, and tried to shirk while running.

"So, he died."

Chen Ping sighed leisurely.

Finally saw King Jinghai, who looked majestic and murderous, riding on a tall white horse, with a deep bearing and a face as deep as water, making people dare not commit light offenses.

"Sure enough, there is a bit of a king, but he has only cultivated the surface, but he is still a cowardly and short-sighted person in his bones."

Thinking of the encounter he had with escorting the little princess here, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh secretly, one moment and another moment.

If King Jinghai is not such a person.

Perhaps, my next path may be completely different.

Things in the world are like chess, if you make a wrong move, the whole game will be lost.

The opponent is sitting on an army of 20 soldiers, with sufficient food and resources, counselors like clouds and generals like rain, so why do they shrink aside and be beaten by themselves.

"My lord, save me."

Elder Mingyu was already overwhelmed by the huge and tyrannical aura behind him, and he couldn't breathe.

Can't take it anymore.

Shout for help.

Others don't know why he, a master of true qi psychics whose cultivation has reached the second level of the Unity Realm, is so shameless.

Only he himself understands.

That sharp and massive air mechanism has been firmly locked in the square inch of his spiritual platform, and every time he wants to fight back, there will be a sense of danger that frantically warns him.

Will die, must die.

This intuition has saved Elder Mingyu countless times in his life.

From an outer disciple, tormented in the Extreme Yin Sect, defeated countless competitors, and finally became an elder with real power, he didn't know how many times he was in critical situations.

This feeling is absolutely impossible to go wrong.

Therefore, he didn't even have the idea of ​​going back and testing it out.

Just run like crazy.

Because, he knew that no matter where it was, it was not safe, and only King Jinghai was the last safe place.

"Rise up and save Elder Mingyu."

King Jinghai's eyes were indifferent, his expression remained unchanged, and he ordered coldly.

Eight generals rushed out at the same time.

In all directions, military energy boiled like blood, rushed into the air, and turned into a vast and huge dragon of essence, energy and blood that stretched to the ground.

The giant dragon shook its head and tail, roared and roared, and the 20 troops shouted in unison.

At this moment, the eight generals rushing forward had energy soaring to the sky at the same time, and they turned into eight towering beams of light. The blood flames around them surged, setting off a big wave of frenzy, and the swords, winds, and guns slashed tens of feet, and the air was cut into black lines. ripple.

In an instant, the tens of feet of space in front of him was beaten into nothingness.

But the figure of Jinghai King riding on the white horse is like a majestic god, and the phantom behind him grows bigger and bigger until it covers the world.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a famous general in the southeast, and the name of Jinghai. This posture is really a bit bluffing."

Chen Ping chuckled lightly.

The forward figure suddenly exploded, and nine phantoms attacked at the same time.

Draw a sword and cut.

Nine scorching suns suddenly appeared in the sky.

The golden light flashed like a blazing sun, and it had already struck in front of the eight generals and Elder Mingyu.

The eight fierce generals who charged forward at the same time all stagnated, as if encountering a lifelong enemy, blocking the blazing golden sword light in front of them.

Elder Mingyu's face was filled with joy.

Dark clouds swirled around his body, his figure shrunk almost twice, and he passed through the gap between the confrontation of vigor, and did not block the chasing sword light.

He knew that he couldn't stop it.

Sure enough, the eight military generals roared at the same time, and flew upside down, revealing a long passage in the middle.

Behind Elder Mingyu, the light of the sword changed, and a figure was pulled out. The vitality behind the figure was surging, and suddenly a phantom figure with a height of six feet and indifferent eyes appeared.

The figure swings the sword sideways.

The phantom behind him also swung his sword sideways at the same time.

The surrounding air freezes, and the mind is locked.

"Do not……"

Elder Mingyu turned back in horror, stretched out his hand, and the dark cloud chirped softly, turning into a huge black insect shadow and devouring it.

Chen Ping was unmoved, and he didn't even glance at the roaring insect shadow.

Jian Guang slashed.

Tens of feet of air ahead turned into nothingness, and a long black mark appeared.

The ground split into two without a sound, revealing a huge crack that was more than thirty feet long and ten feet deep.

Elder Mingyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

The whole body, like a rag doll, was broken into powder flakes.

"You chased and killed the little princess."

Chen Ping looked up at Mankong Suimo, and said with a smile, "No one can save you."

Behind him, the eight phantoms all collapsed.

The eight fierce generals were blown by the strong wind, and the men and horses danced wildly behind them like pieces of paper, and fell to the ground with a loud crash.

All around exclaimed.

Jinghai Wang Ji Changlie could no longer keep his composure, and a trace of hidden deep fear finally appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Even the 20 army guards did not give him the slightest sense of security.

He found that all the previous information and all the judgments were actually not very accurate.

How can this be a lucky person who relies on the Canglong seal to make things happen because of people?

With the strength of one person, he rushed to an army of 20 without losing his momentum. If he really raised an army to attack, would he be able to stop it?

Ji Changlie had no chance of winning in his mind, and even at this moment, he didn't want to speak, he just felt that everything he said was wrong.

Deep down in my heart, I vaguely remembered, a few months ago, that down-and-out little beggar who had nowhere to go and stepped into his own territory after a dangerous journey.

It seemed like I didn't bother to see him at first.

I thought this might be a talent, but there are so many talents in the world, they are just bigger ants, it is not worth looking at them at all.

What now?
"How are you doing?"

The murderous intent in Ji Changlie's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he wished he could chop the young man in front of him who didn't show his face into a piece of meat, but for some reason, instead of angrily scolding, he turned into questioning.

It's that weak.

"Hehe, hehehaha..."

Chen Ping grinned softly, and then laughed loudly, the laughter became louder and louder until it shocked 20 troops.

After a break from his laughter, he said coldly, "Seeing that Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is powerful, retreats hundreds of miles, is as cowardly as a mouse, and sells his daughters for glory...Ji Changlie, I look down on you."

Even though he was alone, the aura of the Great Master Unity Realm on the other party was also extremely powerful.There is also a strong army of 20 troops possessed by the military spirit. When it comes to energy intensity, it is far above the lonely family.

However, he didn't dare to fight.

Even if he killed so many people by himself, he would lose his face.

Of course, it was useless for him to fight.

If you can't fight yourself, you can leave at any time.

If you lead the army to encircle, you must be able to encircle them.

"Father." Ji Xuanhe was furious, but he didn't dare to go forward.

The posture of those eight fierce generals rushing out just now is so fierce, and the figure of flying out is so ridiculous.

The scene of Elder Mingyu being chopped into minced meat with a single sword was really too shocking and terrifying, Ji Xuanhe didn't want to experience it at all.

Just yelling incompetently.

"My lord."

Countless roars sounded from all around, wanting Ji Changlie to order a siege, fighting until exhausted.

Ji Changlie didn't say a word, just watched coldly.

If you are careful, you can find that the palms of his hands are pinched so that the bones are deformed, but after all, he didn't refute. He watched Chen Ping turn around and carry the sword, step by step, gradually go far.

A sentence lingered in the air: "20 people kneeled together, and none of them was a man."

(End of this chapter)