v4 Chapter 113： Borrow a use

Such coercion is indeed rare, but whether it is Pinglu Army or Hedong Army, the monks on both sides have not met. Since the start of the war in Hedong, the Buddhist monk and the demon monk have appeared one after another, and the cultivation is coercive. It is larger than the silver-haired man in this robe.

However, neither the monk monk nor the Buddhist monk is in Taiyuan City at this moment.

In addition, the middle-aged man's temperament is not comparable to that of an ordinary monk monk and a Buddhist monk. He is elegant and elegant, looks like a scholar, but just stands against his hands, but has the spirit of Jin Ge Iron Horse, like a famous horse in Rong Ma's life!

Looking up at this person can create the illusion:

He never spoke to the world, but the world was already in his chest.

He never looked down on Cang Sheng, but Cang Sheng was already at his feet!

In the past 100 years, the entire Tang Dynasty world has only one person who is qualified to possess such vigor, except for Emperor Xuanzong.

The previous generation An Wang, Li Xian!

Li Ke raised his eyebrows with a deep eyebrow, stared at Li Xian for a moment, and finally couldn't help but burst into a loud shout.

After drinking, he stood up, leaping into the air, holding the horizontal knife in both hands, and slashing down to Li Xian!

He didn't know that the person in front of him was Li Xian, and the old King An An in his memory was not his appearance. He only knew that this person blocked his way.

Blocking his way, no matter who the other party is or what kind of cultivation he has, he must eradicate the other party!

Especially in this battlefield, at a crucial moment for the two armies to win. He has no reason to flinch, even if the other party is a high master, he is not afraid, because he is also a real person in Lingchi!

Li Ke chopped it out with this knife, and the knife gas was several feet long.

His eyes were filled with mad warfare, and a loud roar from his throat: "No matter who you are, if you dare to stop me, he will die!"

The gigantic barracks gates seemed small under this sword, and seemed to be destroyed in the next moment!

Li Xian, who stood on the flagpole with his foot on his feet, stood on the forehead, but did not blink.

He always looked as usual, without any eye changes. He was graceful, as if standing on a sea cliff, alone, facing the tide that swept the world, calmly.

He extended his right hand to the side and grabbed in the air.

On the camp wall, in the pool of blood, in the corpse, a horizontal knife in the hands of a Pinglu general, flew off the ground! The blood-stained crossblade glided across a sharp arc and passed away. When he reappeared, he was already held by Li Xian.

The horizontal knife was in his hand, and Li Xian's stab stabbed up, welcoming Li Ke's knife air.

The horizontal knife in his hand is just a three-inch green.

Daoman didn't leave the blade.

Three inches of green mansions, facing the countless swordsmanship, are so small that they can be ignored.

The gap is so huge that the monks of the two armed forces seeing this scene all look different. Monk Ping Lujun was not good at secretly, all eyes were despairing. He Dongjun monk was so excited that he shouted with excitement.

Only a few monks who practiced the threshold of real life did not have such obvious changes in appearance as others. They were keenly aware that the three-inch green was not as simple as it seemed.

as expected. The next scene caused a big uproar again.

The original momentum was extraordinary. It seemed to be able to destroy the countless swords of the city. Before Li Xian's crossblade, as the water hit the reef, the sand met the mountains, and it was cut straight by the three-inch green awn. Overflowing to both sides!

Counting the sword air, was cut directly among the three inches of green mansions!

Li Ke suddenly turned white. He felt his heart beat missed. At this moment, he felt the danger of life and death. His long knife is still under slicing, and it is about to be chopped on the horizontal knife in Li Zhi's hand. If the two knives intersect, it is a real frontal fight without reservation.

He foresaw that he would be defeated, and that he would be in danger of life!

Frightened by Li Keyong, his mind was not flustered. He acted decisively, forced his reiki to run, and dragged his body into air. The long knife was recovered, and the body that originally jumped down was rolled back and rotated in mid-air, and quickly opened the distance from the cardia.

When he landed again, Li Keyong had returned to the front of the Hedong Army. He was half-knelt on the ground, with blue and purple on his face, so ugly. Shake, a spurt of blood.

After vomiting blood, Li Ke looked better with his face. He slowly stood up, his eyes were like a sword, staring at Li Xian on the flagpole. Not only did the other party remain unscathed, but also the style and magnificence were even more extraordinary under the stab of Fang Cai.

The generals of the two armies, whether Pinglu Army or Hedong Army, looked at Li Xian at this moment with full awe.

After all, that is a character who can make Li Ke hurt with a single stroke, and if he turns around, he will retreat!

Li Ke yelled from his throat, "Who the **** are you ?!"

He was still saying that no matter who you are, you must die to block my way, but now you have to ask the other party's identity.

The breeze swayed the silver hair, and the clothes were fluttering lightly. Li Xian, who was holding a horizontal knife, faced Ping Lu Jun with more than 100,000 people who could not see the end, and said lightly, "You have no right to know."

Li Xian is telling the truth. The entire Tang Dynasty, knowing his identity, is only a few people, except for the loved one is comparable to the existence of a loved one. In this sense, Li Ke is indeed ineligible, knowing the secrets of Li Xian's death.

However, these words fell into Li Ke's ears, which naturally did not mean that.

What Li Ke felt was Li Xian's contempt, so he was furious and irritable.

Li Ke's hair and hair are spread out: "When you cultivate to a higher level than me, you can be invincible on the battlefield and reverse the situation of this war? There are 100,000 troops here. The king wants to see how you can stop I battle! Ping Lu Jun is defeated, and the gods can't be saved, I said! "

Having said that, Li Ke held up with his long knife and screamed, "Battle!"

Behind him, the eight thousand soldiers who had not yet attacked the battalion wall in front of the large array fought with each other and shouted in unison.

The sound of waves, like the tide waves, overwhelmed all the killing sounds on the left and right, straight into the clouds.

In the eight thousand generals, with monks as the nodes, waves of aura spread like waves, gathered and formed, and eventually formed a force covering the entire battle array. Above the battle array, Meng Guanghua gradually lighted up, and Xu Xu consolidated like a cover, protecting the entire battle array in it.

This battle array is like a huge beast of floods and famines. It can advance, retreat, attack, and defend. It is said that the front wall is only a camp wall and a yamen. Even mountains can be leveled, and lakes and seas can be crossed.

When the battle formation took place, Li Ke stared at Li Xian with a sneer, "Even if you are a real god, how can you help me? Even if you can beat me, but you can keep the door?"

Li Ke is a real person in Lingchi, and his cultivation is not bad. At this moment, he is in the battlefield again, and he is launching a military battle. Li Xian, who is in the realm of Yin and God, can't do anything with his own strength.

That is to say, when Li Ke started to hit the door, Li Xian couldn't stop it.

The soldiers and soldiers gather the strength of the generals. Admiral of the soldiers with 8,000 soldiers behind him, the gathering is the power of 8,000 people, and naturally cannot be underestimated.

Seeing the formation of Li Ke's battle array, the generals of Ping Lu below the camp wall mostly showed fear and panic. In these days of fighting, it was Li Ke's battle formation that caused the Pinglu army to be seriously injured.

Throughout the Pinglu Army, no one could stop him, even if Liu Dazheng and Shangguan fell into the city, they could only support it for some time. Because of this, many Pinglu generals died before Li Keyong's battle.

The battle line used by Li Ke is the nightmare of General Pinglu, which means the gate of hell.

Ping Lujun was about to collapse, and the yamen could not keep it. Before Li Ke used to go to the battlefield, he had made the generals tremble. ?

Leave without turning around immediately, this is already Ping Lu Jun's outstanding performance.

When almost all the Pinglu army was panicking, when almost all the Pinglu army generals fell into a quagmire of despair, there were still people in the eyes of the fire of hope, and the war was full of vigor, without being used by Li Ke The influence of battle lines.

That was Shangguan Qingcheng and Liu Dazheng.

In the face of Li Ke's full-fledged battle force, Li Xian's style is still the same, and he has no fear at all when facing the great terror.

He turned to Shangguan and said, "General Shangguan, I can borrow your song!"

Around the Yamen, there is the slogan of Shangguan Qingcheng.

Hearing this, Shangguan's enthusiasm was full of excitement, and he raised his fist and promised: "The general will lead!"

General Pinglu, a soldier on the left and right, heard the "End General" from Shangguan Qingcheng, and couldn't help but look at each other, and they saw each other's doubts in their eyes.

The silver-haired man on the flagpole was not known, but it was clear that it was their savior, to help them save their lives, and to survive the difficult times.

It is naturally impossible to be an anonymous person based on the cultivation of the other person.

Throughout the Tang Dynasty, there were so many monks in real life. Although in recent years, because of the chaos in the world, the relationship between the National Games and the people has spread to the people. Many monks have broken through the threshold and made real people. But real life is still countable.

However, although everyone was astonished at the appearance of Li Xian, they were not unacceptable. After all, Li Zhi has great magical power. He is not in the army now, so it is not inconceivable that a monk who lives in seclusion to help the Pinglu army stabilize the situation.

But such a monk is far from enough to rescue them.

Because the other party has Li Ke.

But what does "borrowing a song" mean?

Zhao Polu secretly whispered: "Will this gentleman lead the soldiers to the front? But Li Ke's soldiers in the battlefield, he briefly dismissed and brought the soldiers up. It was not as good as a general."

This principle is obvious, and Shangguan Qingcheng should also know it, but she agreed with the other party and used the word "final leader".

Looking at the silver-haired man, Zhao Polu became more and more puzzled: "Can it be this gentleman? Originally, he was still a general? But what if he is a general? How can he lead the generals to fight against Li Ke, unless. ... "

Thinking of this, Zhao Polu was shocked, and his eyes were full of unbelievable color: "Can it be done, is this gentleman or a warrior? And the realm is not lost to Li Ke?"

As soon as this idea emerged, Zhao Polu shook his head and denied it.

How many soldiers are there in the world?

For now, that's less existence than real life. And it is no better than real life. It can be achieved by hiding in the mountains to practice. It can be anonymous and unknown to the world. The generals of the military must go through battlefield killings, and many battlefield killings.

Would such a general be anonymous?

The middle-aged man in front of him, Zhao Polu did not know.

In addition, if you take a step back 10,000 steps, even if the opponent is a soldier and a warrior, it is the same as Li Keyong's state of cultivation.

Li Ke used the soldiers in the battlefield to be his cronies. He got along day and night, with a high degree of tacit understanding. If it is the same realm as Li Ke, but he leads a group of soldiers who have not taken it, then even if the realm reaches the military general, he can barely exert some of the power of the military, and he is not an opponent of Li Ke.

These Zhao Polu can think of Shangguan's allure. He knew that.

But for now, Shangguan Qingcheng has let them gather in the Yamen, and as a reserve team of 3,000 soldiers, he is ready to charge. This seems to be a head-to-head match with Li Ke.

Zhao Polu had just stepped to help, but stopped. The battle formation of Shangguan Qingcheng is a whole, and it is useless to join him.

At this moment, Li Xian floated down from the gate of the courtyard and fell before the battle line.

Seeing the other party's next move, Zhao Polu opened his eyes in astonishment and his face was incredible.

Although he has not yet reached the realm of soldiers and soldiers, he has reached the threshold, so his knowledge is not bad. He is very clear that if the silver-haired man really wants to lead the battle to defeat Li Keyong, then in the realm of soldiers, he will be at least one higher level than Li Keyong!

If the military generals!

Zhao Polu suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but be there.