The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

A frontier place, a lonely mist in the desert.

However, two years later, Lu Yuan returned to the border of Chuzhou again. Unlike the unknown soldier back then, Lu Yuan was now the commander-in-chief of the Po Feng Army, commanding the elite army of Dafeng. He was already a force that could not be ignored in the Dafeng army. important force.

"The air in the north is better. I can smell the smell of my hometown here." Lu Yuan stood at the top of Chuzhou City and sighed softly.

"General Lu's hometown is Yangpingguan, right?" Yang Yan stepped forward and asked.

"Yeah!" Lu Yuan nodded boredly.

The Po Feng Army had been stationed in Chuzhou for several days, but King Huai asked him to hold his troops still, euphemistically saying: "Stay in Chuzhou to prevent the demons and barbarians from attacking our rear." In fact, it was just to stop Wei Yuan's direct army from continuing to perform meritorious service.

"The northern army and the Buddhist monk soldiers commanded by King Huai have probably recovered Yangping Pass. I wonder what the current war situation is like." Yang Yan frowned.

"It should go well. Although Qiyan Zheluo is a second-level master, Buddhism has dispatched two second-level arhats, Du'e and Du Nian, this time. The overall situation is in my hands." Jiang Luzhong stepped forward and said.

"That's right, I heard that Buddhism in the Western Region also dispatched a monk troop composed entirely of Shura tribe. Apart from the most elite heavy cavalry of the barbarians, there is almost no enemy on the battlefield." Nangong Qianrou curled her lips and said.

Lu Yuan heard the anxiety in Nangong Qianrou's heart and chuckled: "Commander Nangong, please stay calm. Don't forget that the governor said that the overall situation is the most important thing."

Nangong Qianrou had no choice but to nod. At this moment, Kaifai Tai stepped forward and said, "General, King Huai's envoy has arrived and ordered the Po-Feng Army to go deep into the northern barbarian grasslands and disrupt the rear of the barbarians."

"So, the front line won?" Nangong Qianrou asked.

"We have won. King Huai and the Buddhists have joined forces and have recaptured Yangping Pass. Now all the land in Chuzhou has been recovered." Zhang Kaitai said.

"Okay then!" Lu Yuan patted the non-existent dust on his body, the cloak behind him rustling in the wind, and said at the same time: "Commanders, pass the order, the whole army...attack!"

……

Northern grassland, barbarian territory

At a small barbarian supply point, a bloody fight was taking place.

"The divine fist is invincible!" Fu Jingmen roared and punched out, actually forcing the barbarian warrior beside him, who was nearly one foot tall, back more than ten meters away.

On the route where the opponent was retreating violently, Yang Cuixue's nine-curved sword light had been waiting for a long time.

The angle of this sword was no more and no less, just enough to kill the barbarian warrior who was forced back by Fu Jingmen with one sword strike.

At the same time, Cao Qingyang, with the help of Xiao Yuenu, Qianjimen, Shenxing Sect and other elite descendants, killed the leader of the barbarian supply point. A barbarian warrior who was more than one foot tall, split the opponent's head with one palm. head.

"Brother Cao, are you okay?" Xiao Yuenu asked, looking at Cao Qingyang's blood-stained left arm.

"I'm fine. How are the brothers from the Shenxing Sect?" Cao Qingyang asked with a pale face.

"Brother Zhang was punched by the Northern Barbarian and his spleen was broken. He has died." Xiao Yuenu said in a low voice.

"What a pity..." Cao Qingyang said a little lost.

From Yuzhou to Chuzhou, and then to the northern grasslands, this team of the Wulin Alliance participated in more than 30 major and minor wars.

The more the war went on, the more Cao Qingyang felt that even if a cultivator entered the level and was not a third-level extraordinary person, his impact on the battle situation would be limited after all.

People in the martial arts are good at individual combat and hate restraint. It was okay to fight in the south before, and Wei Yuan would especially take advantage of them.

After coming to the north, King Huai treated them as dispensable and very contemptuous.

Cao Qingyang took over the task of raiding behind enemy lines with his friends from the Wulin League, and was able to take advantage of the flexibility of Jianghu people.

It's just that they are behind enemy lines and have been highly stressed for a long time. They are also a little overwhelmed and can't bear it.

"Pack it up, let's go back to Chuzhou to repair it first." Cao Qingyang thought for a while and said.

Everyone nodded to show their understanding. At this moment, the Shenxing Sect disciple surnamed Zhang who was lying on the ground suddenly sat up!

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you!" The surrounding Shenxing Sect disciples were greatly surprised.

At this moment, the disciple named Zhang rushed out, threw a fellow disciple to the ground, stretched out his big hand, and pulled out the heart from his body!

"No, Senior Brother Zhang faked the corpse!" A disciple of the Shenxing Sect said in shock.

"It's not a corpse trick, but it seems to be the method of the Corpse Gu Department." Yang Cuixue said in a deep voice.

"Didn't the Corpse Gu Department be wiped out by Governor Wei?" Xiao Yuenu said.

"Besides, this is the northern grassland, where did the Southern Barbarians come from?" Fu Jingmen also denied.

Yang Cuixue wanted to say something, but she saw that the few barbarian warriors they had just killed together stood up tremblingly and surrounded the people of the Wulin Alliance.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Just take advantage of Grandpa Yang's sword!" Yang Cuixue activated her energy, and three feet of sword energy appeared on her sword. She thrust out the sword and pierced the heart of the barbarian warrior's corpse again.

However, having their hearts pierced seemed not to affect their movements at all, and they still walked towards the crowd resolutely.

"Boom!" Cao Qingyang's body turned into an afterimage, and he punched out with the skill of a arrancar. This punch directly cracked the head of the resurrected barbarian warrior.

Without his head, the body of this barbarian warrior fell heavily to the ground again, unable to get up.

"It's the method of a seventh-grade spiritual medium master. The wizard of the Witch God Sect took action!" Cao Qingyang was also well-informed and immediately reminded him.

Xiao Yuenu seemed to have discovered something, pointed to somewhere in the east and said: "There!"

The next moment, the hidden weapons of several Qianji Sect disciples covered the location pointed by Xiao Yuenu.

A tall, slender man with a pale face swept out quickly and ran towards the distance.

Cao Qingyang shouted loudly: "We can't let this person go!"

Fu Jingmen, Yang Cuixue and others rushed forward, only to see the tall and thin man laugh evilly and light a ball of clothes on fire. Fu Jingmen groaned and fell to the ground.

"Curse Killing Technique!" Yang Cuixue said solemnly.

Just as the tall and thin man was about to walk away, a javelin shot out like a sharp arrow.

Passing through his heart and nailing him to death in the desert not far away, it was Cao Qingyang who saw the right moment and made a killing move.

After the tall and thin spiritual medium master of the Wushen Sect died, the mutated corpses around everyone in the Wulin Alliance fell to the ground one after another, turning into pure corpses again.

"Let's go!" Cao Qingyang knew what it meant when a spiritual medium from the Witch God Sect appeared in the barbarian territory.

A very bad idea appeared in everyone's mind.

"Let's go!" Yang Cuixue and others immediately understood what Cao Qingyang meant, and told everyone to get on their horses and prepare to flee towards Chuzhou.

Everyone cooperated with each other, and burned the remaining corpses of the barbarians in a few moments, and then set off on the road again in a light carriage.

……

Not far away, the cavalry of the Three Northeastern Countries, under the cover of the wizards of the Wushen Cult, were invisible in the night, watching everything happening under their feet.

The first two people, the old man Qing Kui, is Yi Erbu, the master of the Yan Kingdom of the Witch God Sect. He is a middle-aged man in heavy armor. He is the current king of the Yan Kingdom, Nurhejia, who is a master of both witchcraft and martial arts.

"Your Majesty, why don't we simply destroy these servants?" Il preached.

"Why should the Imperial Master be anxious? I want to see if I can use them to catch a big fish." Nurhejia said without anger. (End of chapter)