"AAAAAA————！！！"
A piercing scream suddenly echoed from afar, causing a commotion among the soldiers in front of the formation.
While Xu Xiao and others were stunned with suspicion, a black shadow shot towards their direction, targeting Xu Xiao on the horseback.
Xu Yanbing, upon seeing this, let out a cold snort from his nostrils and then leaped into the air, straightening the Zhanjia spear, once belonging to his elder brother the Spear Immortal Wang Xiujian, and thrusting it directly towards the dark shadow.
"Zhong——"
As the two forces made contact, an odd and domineering force traveled along the spear, into Xu Yuxian's arm.
Xu Yanbing's expression changed dramatically as he felt as if countless completely different forces were pulling and tearing at his arm from all directions. He quickly infused his qi to neutralize these forces, but the Zhanjia spear consequently bent into a shocking arc, as if it might snap at any moment.
"Hu！"
In an instant, Xu Yanbing looked down and roared angrily, managing to fling the dark shadow into the air. He fell in the opposite direction, with his feet firmly planted in the ground, carving out two deep furrows. The hands holding the spear had bleeding knuckles, indicating that he had suffered a significant loss.
The sight caused the others to be greatly shocked. Although they had long known that the warrior madman was ferocious and terrifying, with his strength possibly surpassing Wang Xianzhi, now seeing just a glimpse of his power was still enough to elicit a hidden startle from them.
To know, Xu Yuxian has not yet reached the level of future parity with a land deity, but he is at the pinnacle in Tianxiang Realm. But now he can't even block the opponent's remote strike, let alone think about it and make people sweat all over.
"That's... Chu Lushan?!"
Just then, Yuan Zugong suddenly let out a scream, causing Xu Xiao to have a heartbeat. He looked at the black shadow that had been picked up by Xu Yanbing with his spear, which was indeed his other adopted son, Chu Lushan.
Xu Xiao has six adopted sons under him, excluding Chen Zhibao. Chu Lushan is the only one of the five adopted sons who is a versatile talent in both literature and martial arts.
He is most skilled in surprise attacks and exchange tactics, and has never lost a battle when his soldiers are in numbers equal to or similar to those of the opponent, earning him great favor from Xu Xiao.
However, at this moment, the eagle among the three dogs of the Beiqing, who was once so arrogant and fierce, was lying on the ground with a terrified expression, his armor shattered and his exposed, rotund body.
Ignoring the fatal wound to his stomach, which was pierced by the Zhanjia spear, his chest and groin were bleeding profusely, as if they had been cut by a sharp blade. This sight chilled the men on the scene.
"Chu Lushan is inherently brutal, enjoys drinking human breast milk, and every day he would capture a lactating woman to taste personally. If he gets tired of it, he would cut off the woman's double breasts and lock her in a dog cage to be played with until she dies..."
"Such an utterly despicable newborn creature is a waste of air just by living. Today, Wu will do a good deed by finally putting an end to this disgusting scourge, and it will also be a way for the people of Beilang to vent their anger."
In a leisurely laugh, a figure dressed in black walked slowly towards the formation from the front.
As he passed by, the North Liang Iron Horsemen, who were imposing and fierce, froze in place as if they were a static painting. Only when he passed them by did they fall to the ground on horseback and land with no signs of life.
Plonk——xN
A series of continuous falling sounds echoed, and in a flash, thousands of Northern Liang Iron Horsemen fell, their postures almost identical, creating a magnificent scene.
"Wu Xian! "
Looking at the black attire, Xu Xiao couldn't help but grind his teeth and mutter out the name that filled him with hatred.
"Xu Xiao... This should be our first meeting, after all."
As he spoke, Wu Xian glanced at the other party for a moment, but since he really couldn't see anything remarkable, his interest quickly faded. He then turned his gaze to the others.
Interestingly, he didn't immediately look at Li Chunyang, the former legend of the martial arts world, but instead at Xu Yanbing, who had just deflected his attack, his tone laced with irony:
"To be honest, I have never really understood the charm of Xu Xiao, the butcher of countless lives. I can understand the 'Qiu Ba' who worship him and hope for a prosperous future for their wives and children. But why are you so absent-minded too?"
"You see, you are a fellow disciple of the Gun Immortal Wang Xiujian. After Wang Xiujian's death, you even went to Beilang to avenge his death and seek revenge against Xu Xiao. But instead of avenging your teacher, you ended up as Xu Xiao's personal guard, and with such loyalty..."
"Wu is really curious about what happened in between to cause such an absurd turn of events. Could it be that Xu Xiao has mastered some secret method that can control people's hearts, so that anyone who has more than a few encounters with him willingly becomes his dog?"
Said, Wu Xian apologized with a look at Li Chunyang, "Senior, please do not take offense. When I say 'dog,' I do not mean you specifically or even the few of you here; I mean everyone here except me."
"Hehe! Such a sharp-tongued little fellow, he is a good prospect for practicing swords. That's why he used to be known as the Sword Devil."
Li Chunyang smiled, seemingly unconcerned by Wu Xian's sarcasm, and soon there was an extra sword in his hand. His aura began to rise gradually from ZhiXian realm to TianXiang realm. It also had an implicit trend of returning to its peak.
"How about it? Would you like to spar with this old dog of mine?"
"Not in a hurry, Senior. Although your sword art is highly refined, your current cultivation level is indeed too low. You may not be able to withstand my two punches. Better to accumulate some sword energy first. As a junior, I also want to witness the power of opening the Heavenly Gate with a sword..."
Speaking of this, Wu Xian looked in another direction and laughed lightly: "
"Besides, I'm a lazy person. I don't want to fight and then have to worry about the order. It's more convenient for me to wait until everyone who's going to fight today is here, and then deal with them all at once."
"You're waiting for Wang Xianzhi?"
Li Chunyang raised an eyebrow, while Xu Xiao said coldly: "
"Jiushen, are your blabbering enough? Today, I Xu Xiao have come here to fight you to the death for my wife and child. I will not abide by any martial arts conventions."
Said, he immediately raised his hand, and the surrounding Iron Horse army understood and turned around in an instant. Countless arrows, like raindrops, shot towards Wu Xian's position.
At that moment, a dazzling golden light flashed from Wu Xian's body surface, spreading instantly in all directions and absorbing all the arrows.
The next second, the sound of slicing through the air resumed, as those arrows ignited with golden flames and shot back with even greater intensity than before.
In an instant, cries of agony and the piercing neighs of horses rose in succession, and thousands of people and horses were killed.
This scene instantly caused Xu Xiao and others to widen their eyes in shock, not expecting that the opponent's methods were so beyond imagination, and it was casually dismissed the first wave of attack.
But ultimately, Xu Xiao was a seasoned general who quickly calmed down and ordered the deployment of more than six thousand Iron Floating Fortress heavy cavalry units. He intended to wear down Wu Xian's stamina in this way and prepare for the upcoming battle.
"Haha!"
Wu Xian watched the fierce and unafraid Iron Horse troops charging towards him, and his lips curved slightly, before raising his hands and walking forward.
"Alright, I'll just take this as a warm-up exercise, and at the same time, let me see if the North Liang Iron Horsemen, which are rumored to be invincible, really live up to their reputation!"
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