Chapter 851 Qilin Spear invites Dragon Bird
He Basheng tightly held the sword in his hand. This was also a hundred-refined mysterious weapon. Except for armor, the swords of the disciples of the old generals of Wuchuan Town were not inferior to Chang'an's mysterious armored army.
But it is far inferior to the crown prince of Wei Dynasty!
A spear transformed from an ancient bronze sparrow.
He Basheng had never seen the fire-tip spear in the hands of Lear, who had once achieved great fame in the south, but this time, he saw the bronze sparrow spear in the hands of Cao Xuanwei.
It's so arrogant!
Although each of the Yuanshen in the Earthly Immortal Realm seems to be controlling spiritual treasures, in fact, the magical treasures are the treasures that the True Immortals of the Yuanshen painstakingly refine. Things that exceed the standard such as Lingbao must be sacrificed by at least a Taoist Lord.
There is no more evil place in all the worlds than the Earthly Immortal Realm.
There are so few Dao Lords and so many spiritual treasures.
"His magic weapon spear is so powerful, but as long as I avoid its edge, I may not be able to win a move!"
The goal that He Basheng set for himself was to win a small victory in one move. As long as the first three moves did not fall behind, he could accept it.
He took a step forward, and the long knife in his hand flew past.
His feet seemed to be rooted in the Dianjiangtai, and he used his riding skills to forcibly control this Dianjiangtai that he was extremely familiar with, and even had a hint of Wuchuan Town's city defense formation.
The sword was as powerful as lightning, and when it was struck out, it was with all its strength.
He Badu's face changed slightly, as if he was about to take action to stop his son who didn't know the heights of the world and resorted to Wuchuan Town's formation to take action.
But he was stopped by an inconspicuous old man.
He said calmly: "The prince doesn't care, he even appreciates this agility!"
He Badu then bowed his head and retreated.
At this time, Cao Xuanwei had already stabbed out a spear, and the chain formation seemed to be broken by the mighty sword light that enveloped everything with the help of the city protection formation.
The tip of the spear was extremely domineering, and it penetrated unreasonably into the place where the sword's light was strongest.
There was a loud bang!
He Basheng felt an irresistible and huge force, which was transmitted to his body along the long knife.
The layers of aura emitted by the long knife are actually far less sharp than those of the guards. If you look closely, you can find that the aura emitted by the long knife is actually connected to the overlapping restrictions of the city defense formation.
This trapping and trapping power is hidden under the sharp edge.
The one who hit him was Cao Xuanwei, who relied on the power of the magic weapon to stab him with a spear. Most of the power was eliminated by the city defense formation, and the spear was trapped in it.
And He Basheng made another backhand strike, releasing all his sharpness and seizing the opportunity of that moment...
But Cao Xuanwei didn't give him any chance. The bronze sparrow spear pierced out, and the layers of restraints shattered like fragile glass. The flying red tassel was like a divine fire, wrapped around the sword. The spear penetrated and the sword rolled back.
The tip of the gun and the blade were placed at He Basheng's throat...
Defeat is like child's play!
All the soldiers below had solemn expressions on their faces. No one dared to say that they could do better than He Basheng!
He can control the commander's platform and rely on a ray of energy from the city defense formation. This is a skill that can only be achieved by military strategists who have reached a very high level of riding skills and formation techniques.
On the surface, it is aggressive like fire, but in reality it is as motionless as a mountain.
Then the sword power can be transformed at will in the volcano, and it is even better than the sword skills of 99% of the military monks.
It’s because Prince Xuanwei is too strong!
He didn't even take it too seriously. He destroyed the city defense formation and used the force of the gun and the sword, all in an understatement. They were simply not in the same realm!
Cao Xuanwei put away his gun and stood in front of him, looked at He Basheng and said: "I heard that your family has three heroes, but the military monks cannot display their abilities alone. Do you dare to come together?"
He Basheng turned back to look at his elder brother and younger brother, and saw that although He Bayue did not want to respond, his eldest brother He Bayun had already picked up his spear and stepped onto the general platform.
He Bayue sighed and walked up.
"Wait a minute!" He Badu suddenly said: "Three dogs can't stop the prince even if they join forces. Can I, the father, lead them?"
Cao Xuan nodded gently and clasped his fists: "General, please!"
He Badu came to an end, and this coaching competition finally had a sense of evenness.
He Badu asked his three sons to stand at the front, and he held an iron bow. He stood at the end, then drew the bow string and pointed it directly at Cao Xuanwei.
An invisible force locked on Cao Xuanwei.
The energy was so sharp that it was like an arrow piercing through his heavy magic weapon and pressing against his heart.
He Bayun held a gun and shook off a gun flower. The four of them, father and son, formed a formation. His father's arrow brought his eyes to see through all the changes in Cao Xuanwei's energy. In addition, the powerful military evil energy flowed through the four people, faintly
Become one.
The guns and flowers waved by He Bayun almost involved all the restrictions on the general platform.
The stone bricks laid on the school grounds rolled up one after another under this shot, like a rain of falling rocks, hitting Cao Xuanwei.
Then the spear was like a dragon, majestic and domineering, piercing Cao Xuanwei's throat.
He Basheng suddenly rolled on the spot, with his back close to the ground, but he used a military magical power that shrank to an inch. He rolled to Cao Xuanwei's feet, and slashed upward with his long sword.
On the other hand, the youngest, He Bateyue, led four Qiji to create a mighty and quiet river that flowed quietly from the boundless grassland.
The river merged with the momentum of each shot and knife, sparsely filling the original flaws!
Tuoba Chinu, the leader of the town general, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Chilechuan!"
Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
This is the scenery of the northern Xinjiang grassland, and it is also the magical power of the military strategist who reflects the scenery in his heart, turning the world into the Chilechuan grassland, and allowing the iron cavalry to trample on it!
The bronze sparrow gun in Cao Xuanwei's hand set the grassland on fire.
With the Chile River flowing through it, the vast grassland turned into a prairie fire. With one shot, all its power was captured by the Bronze Bird Spear.
Countless sparks flying up from the burning grassland converged towards the tip of the gun. The burning flames of war merged into the blade of the gun, tearing apart the joint efforts of the three brothers of the Heba family, and even caused the evil aura of the military strategists circulating among them to swell.
A scalding heat burned them.
The tip of the spear picked up He Ba Yun's spear, and the rotating handle of the spear was like a curved bow, and with the force of a prairie fire, it hit the long knife held up by He Ba Sheng.
The long knife was broken, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand was shattered.
He Basheng was thrown out of the gun butt and smashed into the dianjiang platform. There was only a click, and the dianjiang platform suddenly broke. One of the men inside was thrust into it with his head down, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
The surrounding Wuchuan soldiers exclaimed, and they were all worried about He Basheng. Lonely Xin's face turned pale.
Li Chong also tightened his grip on the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.
So strong!
Li Chongxin said.
The Qilin son of the Cao family, the most outstanding person in the north, is really strong!
He Badu let go of the bow string in his hand, and the arrow flew like an eagle, skipping over the burning vast grassland, cutting through the quiet river reflecting the fire, and pointed directly at the weakest point of Cao Xuanwei's spear.
Shoot at the point where Cao Xuanwei is holding the bronze sparrow gun, rotating the gun, and grasping the gun body!
But Cao Xuanwei just held the gun with both hands, turned it slightly, and the gun body suddenly turned into a powerful force, and all the fierce flames of the formation turned into a gun head that was inserted directly into the eye of the formation of the father and son's qi machine, which echoed each other.
The spear in He Bayun's hand was twisted into a twist by the force of the stabbing force, and the fire dragon rolled up.
He Bayue felt like he was falling into a hell of fire, and the hot breath he breathed through his mouth and nose was almost burning his lungs!
And He Badu fired two arrows from the iron bow in his hand, both of which were split straight by the tip of the spear. Then the tip of the spear pierced the iron bow raised by He Badu. With the sound of the bow string breaking, He Badu
His face suddenly changed!
Cao Xuanwei put away his gun and withdrew, looking at the somewhat embarrassed father and son, he nodded slightly and said: "You are worthy of being an example of Wuchuan military strategists, give me armor!"
No one expected that He Badu and his son would lose so quickly. The three arrows were enough to penetrate mountains and rivers, but they were split open by a spear as powerful as a bamboo.
You must know that He Badu was already a Yin Shen-level military monk. Even though he did not lead an army, father and son worked together to exert 70% of their combat power.
But under Cao Xuanwei, he was defeated so easily.
The expressions of shock and astonishment on the faces of the soldiers below could not be concealed. The eyes they looked at Cao Xuanwei were not those of a rare nobleman or big shot from Chang'an, but the eyes of a strong man!
Among the twenty-eight Chinese characters in the past, those who ranked among the leaders were Xie Jia Baoshu and Wang Jia Long Xiang in the south.
In the north, there is only one person, Prince Xuanwei!
Now that decades have passed, the twenty-eight characters of Shenzhou who used to be first-class alchemy have become Yin gods one after another, and these three people are still respected.
Li Zhong tightened his grip on the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword to prevent the newly resurrected sword from making a high-pitched sound.
At this time, one hundred black armors of the forbidden army were presented to the general stage. He Badu and his three sons all knelt down on one knee and thanked the prince for the reward. At this time, they were no longer competing for the imperial court's favor.
It is spoken with a hint of conviction.
The Forbidden Army's Xuanjia, the Qilin son of the Cao family, finally planted the Cao family's legacy in everyone's hearts with a gesture of strong presence.
"It turns out that so many people have taken a fancy to the military seeds of Six Towns!" Li Chong suddenly realized, with a wry smile on his face.
"Unfortunately, I thought that with dragons and snakes coexisting in this place, not many people saw the potential here..."
Just as Li Zhong was about to turn around and disappear into the crowd, he heard a call from the general's platform.
"Brother Li!"
Cao Xuanwei, with his gun at his side, suddenly called out to Li Zhong. As Li Zhong turned his head slightly, his comrades beside him suddenly made way for him, revealing him.
"This time when I come to Wuchuan, the one person I want to find is Brother Li!"
Cao Xuan was slightly gentle, but said with a hint of refusal: "My Bronze Bird spear skills are mostly derived from the one used by my brother in the past. Otherwise, I would only use this Bronze Bird as a magic weapon.
, I don’t know the changes in the divine weapons!”
"I want to ask Brother Li!"
"How powerful is my bronze sparrow gun now compared to your brother's?"
The well-informed military monks and aristocratic families around them all suddenly realized and whispered to each other: "He is Lear's younger brother?"
"Prince Xuanwei praised Li Er so much. Could it be that the previous generation soul of Louguan Tao was really born?"
"It seems that the Cao family really wants to win over one more Yuan Shen. With one more Yuan Shen, the pressure they face from the Tuoba family will be greatly reduced. What's more, the Yuan Shen from Lou Guan Tao is said to be returning home.
Nearly invincible in the ruins! An extraordinary soul!"
"Could it be that... Daochen Pearl was born?"
"The Dao Chen Pearl that defeated Dragon City and suppressed the Great Heavenly Demon Murong Chui in the past?"
Li Chong heard all the discussions around him, and his eyes flashed with awe.
He held the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword in his backhand...
When Cao Xuanwei saw this, he also smiled and said: "Brother Li is a member of the Selection Camp, why don't you come up and give it a try?"
"If we win, I will take the liberty to ask Brother Li to be the commander of the selected front camp!"
"my brother……"
Li Zhong opened his mouth, and then slowly pulled out the inconspicuous broken sword - Daxia Longque, and gradually said calmly: "My sword skills were passed down to my brother. If you want to compare, you can see it!"
Chapter completed!