On the mountain, in front of the hall of Anxingzhai.

The leader rode his horse first and rushed towards the rebel army opposite.

"kill!"

An Xingzhai on the other side burst into unprecedented shouts and rushed towards the cavalry infantry.

Faced with the well-equipped and experienced Pingsha Iron Cavalry, the Anxing rebels could not resist at all. They raised their swords and fell, and countless heads rolled to the ground.

After the head of several hills led by Wei Nianyao killed dozens of infantrymen, they were besieged by the Pingsha Iron Cavalry and slashed down with one knife. The left eye of Wei Nianyao in the middle instantly filled his face with blood.

At this time, he once again realized the infinite approach of death to him.

When he was in full swing in the spring and autumn, everything seemed reasonable. But behind this reasonableness, everyone in the Allied Army betrayed him and sold all his plans to Cen Fengzhang, the commander-in-chief who served in the Yanhua Army of Pingliang at that time. In that battle, he was almost wiped out.

Now he has been betrayed again, and the one who betrayed him is his best brother, and his brother whom he has never betrayed by in his life and death.

Thinking of this, he endured the severe pain and his hands fell, and the infantryman was cut off in half and died instantly.

"Master, please withdraw!"

On the side, a middle-aged man with a broken arm covered his wound and said to Wei Nianyao.

"Retreat? Where to retreat? How can we withdraw?"

"Not far from the mountain is Yuezhou City. There are many people in the city. They fled into Yuezhou City. I don't know that they dare to start a massacre in the city."

Wei Nianyao couldn't help but show joy. The wound on his face was pulled due to changes in expression, and there was another pain of study.

"Brothers, retreat! Go to the stables on the back mountain!"

Hearing the voice of the boss, everyone began to retreat continuously. Under the leadership of Wei Nianyao, there were about 300 rebels around the world, including about 2,300, in front of the remaining village. They used their familiarity with the terrain of Heiyun Mountain to slowly restrain the Pingsha Iron Cavalry and evacuated to the stables of the back mountain.

"Hurry up, get on the horse and go to Yuezhou City!"

It is a glimmer of hope to get a horse, and there are less than two hundred horses in the mountains, and two of them ride. At the critical moment of life and death, they burst into unprecedented unity.

More than 200 cavalrymen and nearly 2300 people drove down the mountain in a mighty manner and rushed to the nearest Yuzhou City.

"The general has an order, no one will keep, stop them!"

Wei Nianyao looked back and saw behind him the bodies of his infantrymen and the excited-looking Pingsha Iron Cavalry.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, carry a long sword and hold a broad sword in his hand to follow the team.

"It is not a crime of war, but only the destiny of heaven!"

Sighed a long time.

Behind him, a sword came from the army. The sword intent wrapped by this sword was like a surging sea tide, like a river going east.

"Um?!"

Who is this? When did there be such a sword cultivator in the court?!

This idea exploded in Wei Nianyao's mind. The sword passed through the war horse under Wei Nianyao, and then there was a burst, the horses split into pieces and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

The moment before the horse exploded, Wei Nianyao rose up from the horse's back and barely avoided the surging sword force.

The veins of the hand holding the hilt of the knife swelled up, his arms were trembling slowly, and the long sword behind him was trembling.

"What does this feel like? This feeling makes me so familiar and so strange?"

After quitting the world for more than ten years, he had long forgotten that he was once a swordsman under the utmost vigor of power.

After many years, this feeling once again came to his mind, making him remember that he was a swordsman.

"Sword collection!"

A sword seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summons, and the ancient sword that had just exploded the horses under Wei Nianyao had returned to the blood mist.

In the blood mist, some people stood up and some people slashed and killed. Wei Nianyao's pupils shrank slightly. He was eager to see clearly who this person was.

A figure slowly formed in the blood mist. Those who approached him, regardless of their enemies, were shattered and shattered by the invisible sword energy around him, and eventually exploded into countless blood mists and rotten meat all over the ground.

There is such a domineering sword energy in the world!?

The blood mist dissipated, and the man appeared in front of Wei Nianyao, wearing a big red fish and dragon suit, white jade buttons, a pure black gauze top, a scarlet iron armor on his face, and a brown ancient sword in his hand.

The moment he appeared, the long sword behind Wei Nianyao was vaguely about to draw a sword. This does not mean that Wei Nianyao was afraid of this person. The weapon was an extension of his hands and feet, and the sword was a gentleman of the weapon. It just reflected the heart of the person holding the sword.

If the enemy is invincible, he will hold a sword and look at him. This is a gentleman.

He desperately hopes to fight with the person in front of him.

"Who are you?!"

He asked the question in his heart, but in fact he didn't want to know. He knew very well that when the battle began, he was already a dying person.

But he didn't want to leave any regrets.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to want to leave any regrets.

"Awaiting officials, fish, dragon guards, summer, autumn and winter."

After receiving the reply, Wei Nianyao threw away the long sword in his hand, and with a "swish!", the long sword behind him was unsheathed and flew into his original hand holding the knife.

"It seems you are ready to re-hold the sword?"

Summer, autumn and winter slowly took off his armor, revealing his cold face, and the depression between his eyebrows seemed to have never been released.

Seeing his appearance, Wei Nianyao thought a little in his heart.

"This man is not old, but what kind of things have he experienced to make his sword intent so domineering?"

He touched the sword in his hand with pity. How long has it been since he touched the sword that accompanied him into the world?

When did he gradually distrust the sword in his hand?

When did the five-list Jinshi who was indignant because of the demon queen's rule, resolutely resigned from his post and returned home, abandoned his pen and held his sword, gradually forgot why he raised his sword and only knew power?

"Master, go quickly, come with us!"

Behind him, Jiang Li and Ma Huaili shouted anxiously on the horse's back. They could feel that something was wrong with King Anxing since the sword appeared.

Wei Nianyao did not look back, and took out a red gourd and a blue cover book from his arms and threw it to Jiang Li and Ma Huailiu behind him.

"Bring it with you and go!"

"Big boss!?"

"Go away! This is my last order as King Anxing!"

After hesitation, the two of them pulled the reins, and the war horseman stood up and galloped towards Yuezhou City at the foot of the mountain.

And the summer, autumn and winter in front of him never took action from beginning to end.

"Thank you."

Wei Nianyao bowed and bowed.

"I have no interest in them, I'm here just for you this time."

Xia Qiu and winter said coldly, without any noisy emotions in their tone.

Wei Nianyao was dressed in a straight dress, just like himself who was studying with a sword when he was young.

"Win Nianyao, Hexiang County, Qinzhou, Lingnan Road, please give me advice."

"please!"

After the words came, a sword light came quickly, and the sword light was followed by Wei Nianyao with clear eyes.

The summer, autumn and winter look indifferent and there is no movement.

Both him and Wei Nianyao have reached the extremely high level of martial arts, and their critical momentum in the fight is far better than ordinary people. Whoever takes action first will be more likely to reveal flaws.

The two confronted each other and fought with their energy. Even if there was no too much earth-shaking fight, they were more than five inches in front of Wei Nianyao's sword light to Xia Qiudong. In front of him, there seemed to be an invisible wall of air. The rocks under him cracked inch and gullies appeared.

The sword energy washed the ground over and over again.

At this moment, the rocks down my body suddenly trembled and were lifted up by the surging energy.

Wei Nianyao's eyes flashed and he reached out to grab it.

call out!

The long sword on the ground was pulled by an invisible silk thread and instantly flew into his palm.

At the same time, Xia Qiu and winter also held the hilt of the sword with one hand.

As the gravel flew, two figures were like dragon geniuses. They jumped up and had already handed over.

King Anxing picked up the sword again, and the assistant envoy made another move.

At this moment, Zhao Li, the sacred palace supervisor in a blue python robe, nominated for Jian Chili to wander in the Black Cloud Mountain. He seemed extremely uncomfortable walking in the sun. He looked up from time to time and squinted at the scorching sun above his head, and said softly:

"Everyone in the capital regards me as a plague god, and they all think that I am bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. Little do they know that the most ruthless imperial family is the one who is just killing people for the Li family. If His Majesty said that he would keep a living mouth, even if I kill myself, I will never kill anyone. Mr. Lin, do you think so?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xian, who was originally hiding in the dense forest, showed his body, his eyes full of resentment.

The Lin family in Jingcheng, Chang'an, has four Jinshi, and three fathers and sons.

Lin Xian is the youngest son in his family. He is well-educated and knowledgeable, and is not inferior to his two brothers. His reputation spread throughout the capital.
To be continued...