Inadvertently, Xi Zhicai saw the Xianbei divine beast mentioned by the old man.

This is a monster that looks very much like a horse. Its body is white and has almost no hair. Its tail is black and it is long enough to reach the ground. Walking between the ice and snow, when we meet head-on, it is impossible to find its existence. Xi Zhicai felt that this monster might have been following him all the time, but he just didn't find it.

In addition to its snow-white body and black tail, the monster's head had a horn, which was not big, which was just one foot long, like a white dagger, and seemed to have joint patterns on it. Its four legs were not horses' hooves, but sharp claws like tiger claws, which were covered by long hairs and hidden in the white snow. They could only be seen when it walked. Seeing these four claws, Xi Zhi believed the old man's words. Such a giant, probably except for large beasts such as bears and tigers, and slightly smaller beasts such as leopards, are unlikely to be its opponent.

"What is this?" Xi Zhicai frowned and slowly pulled out the Chixiao sword, pointed his left hand and wiped the sword's edge. A strand of blood soaked into the sword body. The Chixiao sword flashed red and suddenly became lit.

"I don't know." The old man was also a little nervous and said in a speechless manner: "It was the first time I saw him. I only heard from the older generation before, and they also heard him. No one has actually seen him. It seems that I have good luck. Not only can I wait for the prophetic dragon slayer, but also see the divine beasts of the Xianbei people."

Xi Zhicai frowned even more. The old man has always been taciturn, but suddenly he said this, it must be because of nervousness. When he is nervous, his temperament will suddenly change drastically, showing a different side from usual. The old man's realm is above him. He feels nervous, which shows that the aura emitted by this divine beast is very terrifying.

"The old man is back." Xi Zhicai said softly, his arm trembled, and the bag slapped across his shoulder slowly slid down, and was thrown aside by his casual hands. When the old man saw it, he picked up the wooden stick in his hand and hung the bag on the treetops.

The branches shook, and the snow fell down, falling on Xi Zhicai's head, shoulders, and into his neck. But he didn't move.

He held the sword technique in his left hand, held the sword in his right hand and placed it in front of him, stared at the monster with his eyes, squatted down slightly, and his right leg slowly slid forward.

The monster did not move, tilted his head, and looked at Xi Zhicai and the Chixiao Sword that had turned red in his hands. It seemed that he was quite interested in this sword.

Xi Zhicai slowly pushed towards the monster. The knee-deep snow made every step very difficult, but he didn't dare to be careless. He forced out a snow path and forced the monster. While walking forward, he slowly shook the Chixiao Sword in his hand. The monster slowly turned his head as the sword swayed.

One man and one beast, one meter apart. The monster became a little alert and moved backwards, and his sharp claws flashed out.

Xi Zhicai let out a long roar and jumped up. The Chixiao Sword soared one meter, and with the rushing heat, stabbed the monster's chest. The monster was startled and stood up. His front paws kicked two balls of snow fog and smashed on Xi Zhicai. The sword light spit out of the Chixiao Sword passed through its legs, burning white hair, and a few sparks flashed away.

Xi Zhicai was prepared for a long time, and he stabbed the sky with a sword. He immediately rushed forward with a short body. At the same time, he twisted his wrist and the one-meter-long sword light flicked the monster's chest and abdomen.

The monster felt the heat between his chest and abdomen, and roared angrily, like a giant drum, and his two raised front paws suddenly pounced down and rushed straight to Xi Zhicai's chest and abdomen. Only when the monster's war drum roared like a monster, Xi Zhicai was shocked and the stars were rising in front of him, and his throat was a little sweet. He opened his eyes wide and sideways to avoid the monster's two sharp claws. The Chixiao Sword persistently slashed at the monster's abdomen, trying to cut the monster into two halves with one sword.

With the roar, the monster suddenly lifted its body. Before the front paws had fallen to the ground, the rear half jumped up and turned around in the air, avoiding the sword that Xi Zhicai must kill. At the same time, he lowered his head and stabbed Xi Zhicai's left rib with the horn on his head.

The monster's movements were completed in one go, as fast as lightning. Xi Zhicai used old tricks and could no longer avoid them. He watched the monster's snow-white sharp corners stab at his ribs like a dagger, but could not avoid them.

"Oh, even a Xianbei divine beast cannot be subdued. I actually want to kill the dragon. I am overestimating my ability." Xi Zhicai sighed, removed his true energy, ignored the monster's sharp horns, and waved Chixiao to slash the monster's head while his body fell.

The crisp sound of "Dang" was like a crossing of gold and stone. Xi Zhicai only felt his arm numb and could not hold the Chixiao Sword. The Chixiao Sword flew up like a stream of fire, shooting towards the big tree in the distance.

At the last moment, the monster gave up hurting Xi Zhicai, first seeking self-protection, and knocked away the Chixiao Sword with its sharp corners. It opened its mouth, exposed its sharp teeth, and roared again.

The roar was like thunder, echoing in the mountains and forests for a long time. The snow on the top of the tree fell one after another, and a terrifying scream came from a distance. Some animal was so scared that it was so scared that it actually jumped out of its hiding place and rushed towards the monster. The monster glanced at it, rushed over, opened its bloody mouth, bit it, raised its neck, swallowed it, then turned its head and walked towards Xizhi.

Xi Zhicai smiled bitterly, took a long breath, stood up, bit his left hand's two fingers, shouted fiercely, and drew two talismans in the air.

The two blood words flashed in the air and disappeared. The monster seemed to have seen something terrible, and suddenly stopped and then roared again.

In an instant, Xi Zhi felt that he seemed to have returned to Songgao Mountain. Facing the 120-sided side, the blood in his chest was churning and the fishy smell surged. He shook and almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful, Jijun." The old man hiding behind the tree suddenly rushed out, picking up the Chixiao sword that fell in the snow, blocking Xi Zhicai, holding Xi Zhicai's hand in one hand and holding the sword in the other hand. With a clear shout, the Chixiao sword became red again, dazzlingly bright, and the sword light surged and pounced on the monster.

The monster was caught off guard and was stabbed directly. The fur on the chest was burned by the sword light. Flames rose, and a stream of blood spurted out. Following the bright sword light, it shot towards the old man's arm, splashing the old man's head and face, and the Chixiao sword was even more bloody.

As soon as the monster's blood was touched, the sword light of the Chixiao Sword became even more intense, dazzling and made people unable to open their eyes.

Xi Zhicai involuntarily raised his hand to block the light in front of him.

With a roar, the monster jumped up and disappeared into the forest.

After a while, the mountains and forests returned to peace, leaving only a mess of footprints.

"Don't move!" The old man's face looked bloody, pressing his hands on Xi Zhicai's shoulder, pressing him to kneel down in the snow. The old man bit his right hand's two fingers, drew two talismans in the air, and pointed them at Xi Zhicai's eyebrows. In an instant, a powerful force surged into Xi Zhicai's brain. Xi Zhicai felt blood red in front of him, and his headache was about to break. He screamed and fainted.

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"You dare to say it's not a timid battle?" Mijia sneered, smashed the wine glass to the ground, and glared at Que Ji, who described his embarrassment: "10,000 to 10,000, you haven't even been able to hold on for half an hour, and you're embarrassed to say it's not a timid battle? You came back so quickly, did you see Liu Bian's battle flag?"

Que Jihan looked cold and said nothing.

This time he was so embarrassed that he vowed to make a contribution before the war, but he went quickly and came back faster. He couldn't wait until Mijia led the army to arrive, so he returned in great defeat and lost nearly half of his troops.

Even he didn't know how to explain to Mika and others, because he himself didn't know how he was defeated. He only knew that the left and right wings were defeated too quickly, and he only knew that before the war began, his big flag was pulled away by a big eagle. All this could not convince Mika and others, including the big eagle. He said that the eagle's wings were stretched out three feet away, and as soon as he said that Mika and others were sarcastic in unison.

I have never seen such a big eagle on the grassland. You Queji was either scared to the point of being dazzled, or was embarrassed to admit that he was incompetent and deliberately exaggerated. It was a white wolf and a giant eagle. Is Liu Bian a person on the grassland, or are we people on the grassland? Wolves and eagles are both gods on the grassland, so how could they help the Han people?

Que Ji couldn't tell the truth, so he had to admit that he was unlucky.

Although Mijia was sarcastic about Que Ji, he did not dare to be careless. He ordered more scouts to inquire about Liu Bian's whereabouts and prepare to fight with Liu Bian again. Although he lost half of Que Ji's men, he still had an absolute advantage. As long as he was not careless, he could still kill Liu Bian at Xuelang Lake, and prove that Que Ji was nonsense with facts.

...

Liu Bian looked at the rows of prisoners in front of him with a expressionless face.

"I only need elites." Liu Bian walked back and forth with his hands behind his back: "You must prove your courage to have the chance to become my subordinates."

The captives were silent and did not even dare to show off their anger.

"Don't talk about your previous military achievements, to me, those are not worth mentioning." Liu Bian stood in front of a Xianbei man and looked down at him condescendingly: "Give you two choices: either die; or cut off your left ear, and I will give you the first army and give you the opportunity to prove your courage. If you fight three times, I accept you as true subordinates and enjoy the glory of being a human being."

"Before that, you must pay the price for yourself and me as enemies."

Liu Bian sent an order, and all the prisoners lined up to report the number, killing one after another. After a few orders, everyone was stunned. After a moment of silence, Huangfu Li first advised: "Your Majesty, the killing is too heavy, and it will be difficult to surrender next time."

Liu Bian turned around and glanced coldly across everyone's face: "Don't you know how the Xianbei people dominate the grassland?"

The generals looked at each other, and they had limited understanding of the Xianbei people. In fact, before Tan Shihuai unified the grassland, the Xianbei people had never entered the sight of most Han people. To them, the Xianbei people, like the Xiongnu, were just a wolf on the grassland. No one expected that this wolf would eventually become a confidant of the Han Dynasty after the Xiongnu.
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