Come up with this plan."

Tong Chong stopped talking, but Jun Chi had already understood the unfinished words.

——Half of the twelve Tiansha sects do not have such a think tank, but there is Xiao Yincai in the other half.

Jun Chi said: "I didn't expect that you two are still in love with each other. Even though you have parted ways, one party is still willing to give ideas and the other party is willing to accept it."

Tong Chong said: "Haha, there is no need to be so provocative. We have indeed separated. We have old friendships, but they are not worth mentioning in the face of interests. To put it nicely, we are now cooperating with each other and seeking common ground while reserving differences. To put it worse, we are cooperating with each other and seeking common ground while reserving differences.

, is what you self-proclaimed righteous people often say, there is nothing a villain can do but pursue profit."

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The rumble of horse hooves approaches.

Xiong Zhen stopped chasing the remaining defeated soldiers, stabilized the Si'er on his back, and slowly lifted his two pairs of front feet off the ground.

Si'er felt like he was standing on the second floor, looking far into the distance.

In sight, there was indeed a mighty cavalry force coming through the clouds and fog.

Seven or eight of the cavalrymen advanced at the same time, and the cavalry behind them was as dense as a winding snake, with no end in sight.

Si'er made a rough estimate of the number of cavalry he saw, at around three hundred. Listening to the mighty noise, he must have thought there were no less than a thousand cavalry.

Among them, there were not many cavalrymen wearing helmets, carrying guns and swords, and they were fully armed, but they still accounted for 30% of the number.

The rest were dressed casually in coarse clothes and animal skin coats. They were clearly trying to pretend to be Wala people, but from their faces to their hairstyles to their clothes, they all looked extremely perfunctory and just pretending.

Si'er immediately saw through the identities of these people.

The latter who pretended to be Walajun were all from Zhongzhou Jianghu.

As for which gang or sect they belong to, they can only be the remaining forces that were defeated in Youjing a few days ago and have not yet been wiped out.

And those cavalrymen in Zhongzhou's orthodox attire should be the real family members of the twelve Tiansha clans mentioned by Luo Piaoling.

——The "private army" secretly cultivated under the eyes of the local army in the past ten years.

Raising troops for a thousand days and deploying them for a short period of time, in the battle of Youjing, if the Twelve Gates of Heavenly Evil are right in their bet, these "private armies" will never surface one day, and they will most likely serve their lives completely loyally for the future Zhongzhou imperial court.

But after losing all the battles in Youjing, the Twelve Heavenly Evil Sects had no choice but to bring out these "private armies" as bargaining chips for surrender.

With Tong Chong here, does it mean that these "private armies" all belong to the Tongsha Sect?

After understanding the situation, Si'er patted the back of Xiong Zhen's head, causing his limbs to fall back to the ground.

But he muttered "damn it" in his mouth, and quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

Before coming to Genting, Luo Piaoling only told them about the existence of these two forces, but could not dispatch any manpower to deal with them, and now they happened to be hit by them.

Piaoying can protect her and leave, but what about the Qingtian people?

By the time the two of them move in to reinforce the troops, I'm afraid the Qingtian Clan will have been completely removed from the Zhongzhou arena.

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Yu Le was wearing rough clothes that he had never worn before in his life, a wolfskin coat that still gave off a slight odor, and a wolfskin hat, and was mixed in with the cavalry rushing towards the Genting Plateau barracks.

Hearing that those who went up the mountain were Queen Qingtian, he lost interest.

After all, the current Qingtian crowd is really not as strong as it was when it was strong.

The same is true for Jun Chi, the pillar of the Qingtian crowd.

Even if they could take down all the masters of the Tongsha Sect, the Black Sect, and the White Sect, they would still be exhausted.

If they were to face their charge of thousands of cavalry, how many more could they hold back?

Two hundred riders? Or three hundred riders?

Yu Le, who was riding in the middle section, was wandering in the sky when he suddenly noticed something strange on the ground not far ahead.

There is a formation hidden in the clouds and mist, and it is about to start working quietly.

That seems to be a pink formation.

Opening array?

Yu Le's thoughts were racing, and he was a little surprised that his opponent could find him in the galloping cavalry and could seize the time so accurately to cast the opening formation.

Then he couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Is this really coming at me?"

After the defeat in Youjing, Yu Le's proud head lowered a little.

He no longer wears the dazzling brocade and yellow shirt, and the black crown with gold patterns.

He wants to keep a low profile and stand silently to the top, even if he climbs, as long as he can reach the top!

For this reason, he could follow Xiao Yincai's orders and run around.

You can let your subordinates be used by others.

You can wear clothes that make you feel uncomfortable, dirty, and smelly.

He didn't understand how he could attract other people's attention when he had done so carefully.

Therefore, after Yu Le took back his surprise, he still couldn't help but doubt whether the other party's target was really him.

Thinking so, Yu Le had already reacted first.

He lightened his body, stepped on the horse's back, and swept diagonally forward. At worst, he would have to change horses to ride.

But the moment Yu Lecai floated up from the horse, he felt a huge death threat. He stood on his head with all the hair on his body, and the warning signs in his heart increased greatly!

Although Yu Le was arrogant, he was not arrogant for no reason. Between life and death, he drew his sword out of its sheath, desperately pouring out all the energy in his body to protect his body, and spit out defensive sword swings in all directions to sweep away other horses and cavalry around him.

, his body fell straight down on the spot with the force of a thousand catties.

Just after Yu Le completed this series of self-rescue measures in a hurry, a cold sword light and a dark shadow passed by him.

In just a moment, Yu Le's clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

He avoided death once!

But he was not happy at all.

His face looked more like he had been whipped several times with a whip.

Twisted, ferocious, red as blood!

He was injured.

A minor injury that is not fatal.

It was a very small wound.

It's a sword mark.

It's just that the location of this sword mark is unlucky, or rather too coincidental.

It was right between his eyebrows.

There were already two sword marks between his eyebrows.

Nine years ago, the first vertical mark left by Luo Piaoling.

Less than half a month ago, Gu Xinhun left a second horizontal sword mark.

Now there is another sword mark diagonally crossing the cross!

Humiliation, humiliation and humiliation!

This sword mark is not fatal, but it is extremely humiliating!

He Yu Le will undoubtedly become the laughing stock of the whole world!

——There was once a young swordsman who was frivolous and overestimated his abilities, and was defeated by a sword strike from a young swordsman who thought he was at the same level.

——Since then, this swordsman has become less arrogant and unruly. While working hard to hone himself, he secretly helps the family plot big things. However, at the critical moment, he is easily driven away by another swordsman who is not as famous as him, and he escapes in disgrace.

——The swordsman was deeply hit and determined to try his best. Unexpectedly, in a simple mission, he almost died under the sword of a newly born swordsman!

"Jiang, Yi, Chen!"

Yu Le was so angry that his mouth was filled with blood and the gaps between his teeth were filled with blood. He spat out the name viciously!
Chapter completed!