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As one of the Tiger Generals under Long Tianyu, Fan Kuai's arm strength was greater than that of others, and he had become braver the more he fought. The muscles on his body completely bulged, and after twenty rounds of fighting, he had broken through the opponent's defense, and his spear pierced through Meng Tian Fen's chest like a snake's core.

"Pfft!"

The armor shattered and a pillar of blood sprayed out. Meng Tianyu let out a scream like a pig and fell to the ground, turning into a lifeless corpse.

"Haha …" "Qin Gou deserved to die. Soldiers, kill for me. Let's finish this quickly!"

Fan Kuai's imposing manner intimidated the enemy troops, causing the surrounding Qin Soldier to turn and retreat in fear.

Two-thirds of the entire Qin Camp had already been destroyed and trampled upon, out of the five thousand Qin Soldier s, only a little more than a thousand remained. From afar, Meng Tianhua saw her own blood brother being killed and became extremely angry.

One of the deputy generals advised: "General Meng, there are Long Tianyu's elite soldiers on all four sides, we cannot stop them, quickly retreat, or else we will not be able to escape!"

"That's right, General Meng will be avenging in the future. Please give the order to retreat." Another good general shouted.

Meng Tianhua's eyes turned red, she stared angrily at Fan Kuai and the Dragon Army in the distance, roared, and angrily ordered: "Retreat!"

Fan Kuai took advantage of this victory and pursued them for five miles, beheading two thousand Qin Soldier s, eight hundred captives, and many other Qin Soldier s who were fighting desperately fled in all directions and disappeared without a trace. Meng Tianhua could only bring four to five hundred men to escape back to the Great Clan.

Pure feather Wan'er sent Yan Jun and Zhao Jun to clear the defense lines, collecting weapons, grass, horses and other things to replenish the needs of the Allies. Soon after, the other six troops continued to move forward, easily passing through the first defense line.

Fan Kuai quickly rode back to report to the main marshal.

Pure Yu'er also ordered Guan Ying and Fan Kuai to be the vanguards, leading twenty thousand elite riders to lead the charge. Yan Jun's leader, Zang Tu, Zhao Jun's leader, Zhao Xie.

… ….

Due to the fact that Apostle Mo had a rather special status during the time of war, the Mormon s in various places all received special treatment from the king. This was because the Mormon s were different from the Confucians, legalists, and Daoists, they had their own secret organizations, were good at scheming battles, and also had a large amount of power and thousands of swordsmen, so they could not be underestimated.

Soon, the guard who had gone in to report returned and respectfully led the nine into the manor.

Long Tianyu, Yi Yi, Zhang Yun, Ge Li and Xiao Chuan all entered the general's residence, following the corridor, they passed by a martial arts training ground. The guard at the door said: "My general is at the martial arts field, please wait here for a moment."

Long Tianyu laughed lightly: "Alright, you can go back first, we will wait for General Wang when we get there."

The square was not too big, with a radius of four hundred feet. There were hundreds of recruits training, practicing fighting techniques with bare hands, and even a long spear array. The single sword team was practicing martial arts with the help of their teaching, including flying cavalry, wrestling, and archery.

The west side of the square was surrounded by dozens of people. In the middle of the encirclement was a middle-aged man wearing embroidered clothing. He nocked an arrow and nocked an arrow. He was in the middle of shooting an arrow. "Whoosh …" The arrow feathers hit the heart, and the Hundred Feet Piercing Sun skill won a round of applause from the onlookers.

"General Wang, such a good archery skill. If we use iron bow s, it would be much more powerful, and the effect would be much better."

When Wang Ling heard someone's praise, he suddenly turned around and saw eight to nine strangers. The one in the middle was dignified, handsome, and tall. There was a smile on his face that caused people to be awed.

"You are?"

"Disciple Mo!" I am Mormon Yu Tianlong, and these are my fellow brothers from Mormon. They have lived in Xianyang for a short while and have come to your house to meddle in some important matters. Long Tianyu explained while imitating the tone of the Mormon.

Wang Ling thought that in the past few decades, the Mormon had disappeared without a trace, and very rarely went out of the city. She had changed into a mysterious organization, together with Zhao Cheng's Assassin Guild and Third Young Master Wei's National Recovery Association, which were both known as the Three Hidden Forces, with their huge organizations that contained countless first-rate swordsmen, spread throughout the seven countries, and even had branch members outside of the walls.

Ever since the original emperor unified the six nations, the Mormon has rarely come out. There were many rumors saying that the strongest in the Mormon were like the clouds, and I wonder if you could show your skills in front of the generals, to broaden our horizons and broaden our horizons! " As he spoke, he tossed the longbow over.

Long Tianyu's eyes were sharp, he grabbed the bow, holding it in his hand, he weighed the bow: "Too light, do you have any iron bow iron arrows?"

Wang Ling thought for a moment and shot a look at the Guard Captain. In the blink of an eye, someone gave him a bow that was made of a mixture of gold and bronze.

He was no ordinary person, and casually took out three arrows and nocked them at the same time. With the arrows nocked on the bow, he took another fifty steps back and smiled: "I'm not going to be lazy anymore, but I can increase the difficulty!"

Wang Ling was a little surprised. "You want to shoot three arrows into the heart from so far away? That's not a simple matter!"

Long Tianyu did not think so, and chuckled: "How hard is that?" He took a deep breath and shot out three arrows consecutively.

"Swoosh ~ ~"

Three arrows shot out at almost the same time and instantly nailed onto the same spot, one hundred and fifty steps away, three arrows with the same red heart. To Long Tianyu, this seemed ordinary, but it caused Wang Ling and the spectators to be greatly shocked.

No wonder the Mormon is said to be filled with experts, Sir's small display of skill has piqued my interest, coincidentally, three days ago, there was a swordsman who pledged his allegiance to me, and defeated three first-rate swordsmen in succession, I wonder if Sir would be willing to try again to spar with this swordsman?

Long Tianyu smiled and said: "Sure, I will always be there to accompany you!"

Wang Ling nodded his head, feeling that the Mormon Scholar was very straightforward, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Call the swordsman Mr. Luo Xiang, to fight with the Mo family expert."

After a while, a young man around the age of thirty came into the field. He had a tall and sturdy stature, and his nose was tall and straight. He looked as if he was carved out of a knife.

Wang Ling's mouth had a smile on it, and it seemed like he was watching a good show, he said: "This Mr. Rain, the Yan Clan's expert, his skills are extraordinary, his sword techniques are deep and unfathomable, upon my whim, I have invited the current number one swordsman of the house to spar with a distinguished guest, Luo Xiang, show me your skills!"

"Yes, Great General!" Luo Xiang held onto his sword, his gaze shooting towards Long Tianyu like an arrow.

Cold air, cold light, killing intent!

Luo Xiang gave off a feeling, his entire body was filled with dense cold Qi, as though he was a dead ghost in the night.

Yi Yi felt a chill coming from the front, and couldn't help but whisper beside Long Tianyu: "This person's killing intent is too strong, Long Lang has to be careful."

Long Tianyu was calm and composed, he watched as if it was nothing, and said softly: "Nothing much, I just want to get rid of him, thirty rounds is enough!"

At this time, Zhang Yun took a step forward, held his sword and said: "Leader, let me go!"

Could it be that Long Tianyu had the chance to practice his sword, he waved his hand: "No need, I'll come out myself!"

Everyone made a space for Luo Xiang and the Mormon to compete in sword techniques. Those who had seen the 'Yu Tianlong' shooting technique felt that he was well-hidden and that he definitely had sword techniques of some sort. Furthermore, when Luo Xiang had compared sword techniques with the people at home three days ago, those three people were all crippled on the spot.

Wang Ling even suspected that Luo Xiang was an assassin sent by the Assassin Guild, who had installed a chess piece of the General's Estate to gather information, or perhaps had some other assassination missions.

Long Tianyu did not pull out his sword, he stared at Luo Xiang, and had a premonition that his entire body was releasing killing intent, that he was an assassin, and a top tier assassin at that.

"Come on, use all of your abilities!" Long Tianyu said proudly.

Luo Xiang coldly snorted, "You're courting death!" He leaned his right shoulder forward slightly, his right foot bouncing up as he dove down like a hungry leopard. The speed of the firelight pierced forward like lightning, and in the instant that he drew his sword, a "chi chi chi" sound rang out. He threw himself in front of Ye Chen and used seven or eight sword attacks consecutively. They were simply comparable to lightning, and his attacks were extremely tricky and ruthless.

Long Tianyu's eyes flashed with determination, his right hand grabbed the hilt of the 'Army Destroyer' treasure sword, and in the nick of time, he suddenly pulled it out from the sheath.