First Class Taoist Gate

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 is worthy of being a famous general in the Great Sui Dynasty. Looking around, Zhang Bairen is indeed in a rigorous formation and orderly arrangement, no worse than the team in the previous national ceremony.

　　 The real battlefield is no better than a ceremonial battle. It can be arranged so neatly and orderly, which is absolutely shocking.

"Yu Chuluo is a master of military strategists, and his secret skills are very good. Yu Chuluo's status as a contemporary military strategist is extraordinary. He is at the Taishan Beidou level. It is not surprising that he can train such a neat and orderly army." The **** of water came to Zhang Bairen.

　　 At this time, the Turkic army screamed, and the overwhelming arrows shot toward the Da Sui camp, but seeing that the Da Sui army had been prepared, the uniform shields were all raised, blocking the opponent's arrows.

　　 Some people say that the cavalry has a crushing and overwhelming advantage over the infantry. Zhang Bairen does not know the real battlefield. The battle that took place at this time absolutely subverted Zhang Bairen's perception of the cavalry.

　　 Martial arts practitioners may not be weaker than horses when they practice martial arts! In this chaotic army, anything can happen!

　　 After a tentative attack on both sides, they started hand-over and fell into a fierce battle.

　　 But to be honest, the cavalry did have an advantage. They were condescending and the horses ran into a panic. Before they could cut down the enemy, the Sui army had been hit by the horses and lost its center of gravity.

　　 "Om~~~"

　　 The long sword around Zhang Bairen's waist was trembling, and he kept whistling softly. It seemed that he had sensed the killing intent on the battlefield, and actually resonated with Zhang Bairen's sword intent.

　　 "Brother is here later, when I go to the army to take a trip, I will frustrate this hukou's aura! A man is a murderer!" As he said, Zhang Bairen's long sword was unsheathed, and he walked briskly towards the battlefield.

　　 "Killing" A Turkic cavalry found Zhang Bairen's trail, slew his horse, and chopped it off carelessly.

　　 Zhang Bairen is too short, so short that this Turkic cavalry has to bend down and lower his head to cut Zhang Bairen.

　　 Looking at the machete approaching, the head close to it, and the sound of rushing horses hoofs, one after another, Zhang Bairen crossed with the cavalry.

"boom"

　　 A handful of blood spattered from the cavalry's throat, and the whole person fell to the ground instantly, his eyes were full of confusion.

　　 "So fast sword"

　　 This was the only thought of the cavalry before he died.

After killing a person, Zhang Bairen suddenly discovered that his sword intent had increased by one point insignificantly. Although the increase was insignificant, but looking at the countless army on the battlefield and thinking of countless alien races, Zhang Bairen smiled: "Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes. I keep killing, the sword intent can be great after all."

"But killing enhances sword intent. What the **** is this? Wouldn't it be a murderous demon in the future?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback and shook his own long sword. The blood on the long sword was scattered by the sword intent. Turkic cavalry found out at this moment. In response to this situation, he immediately rushed over with his horse.

　　 The same action, the same passing by!

　　 There was a corpse behind Zhang Bairen, and two unowned horses fled wildly in the battlefield.

"Good sharp sword intent." Every time the water **** of Huai Shui saw Zhang Bairen's sword intent, he couldn't help the surprise in his heart. The four-year-old boy in Zhang Bairen's district was not as powerful as the Turkic people, let alone. Turkic people with horses accelerating, but when the opponent approached Zhang Bairen, he was already stunned by Zhang Bairen’s sword intent. He lost his perception, and lost the soul’s control over his body. He turned into a puppet, one waiting to be pierced. Puppets, the consequences can be imagined.

Under the cover of sword intent, the Turkic cavalry lost their mind and control of their physical bodies. Before they died, they were still full of panic. I don't know why this happened.

　　 Zhang Bairen flicked the blade of the long sword, feeling a little more diligent sword intent, and quickened his heart. Looking at the Turkic cavalry, he seemed to have returned to the days of experience in killing monsters in his previous life.

"kill!"

　　 This time, two Turkic cavalry noticed something was wrong, and together they slashed and killed Zhang Bairen.

"As long as you are not surrounded by the army, you will only be slaughtered for your life!" Zhang Bairen blew the blood on the long sword, leaped forward and opened two long knives. The long sword in his hand pulled out two flowers in the void. Jian Hua accurately sank into the throats of the two Turkic cavalry.

　　 Looking at the horses passing by, Zhang Bairen has the heart to start, but think about it and forget it. People who can't ride a horse in the battlefield ride crazy horses, and they are looking for death.

Zhang Bairen's movements fell in the eyes of the nearby Turkic cavalry. Everyone changed their expressions. They looked at the four or five-year-old boy in amazement. His skinny face was naive, but he did not hesitate to kill people. , Seems to be born to kill.

"Okay, this general really did not misunderstand you. This kid is really a person. As long as he is given time to grow up, he will definitely become a swordsman in the world." Yu Guluo stood on the high platform and closed the entire battlefield. In the eyes, Zhang Bairen’s amazing sword intent is like a beacon on this chaotic battlefield. Although it is covered by countless soldiers, it is like a texture in the palm of Yu Chuluo who sees God is not bad. .

　　 The flag of the Turkic camp changed, but a small group of cavalry left the tents, bypassed the battlefield, rolled up smoke and dust, and directly killed Zhang Bairen.

　　 "Ten!" Zhang Bairen frowned. If he is an infantryman, he is not afraid, but a cavalryman... it is really a bit embarrassing.

　　 "Little Mr., come here to me" The people in the Sui army were not blind. Song Laosheng didn't know when he would appear not far from Zhang Bairen and greeted him.

　　 Zhang Bairen smiled and looked at the cavalry who came, three steps in two, and the long sword swung out. After the first two Turkic cavalry, one turned and got into the Da Sui camp.

"The little real man is really amazing. If you are a warrior, it is normal to kill the cavalry, but Mr. Xiao is a monk. Could it be that Mr. Xiao is walking the same way as the sword fairy and the human fairy?" Yuwen CD came to Zhang Bairen's side, Song Song The old student also rushed over, and said at this moment: "I saw that the little gentleman's sword intent is unmatched, and he has turned into magical powers. He can kill ghosts and gods. It must be a sword fairy path! What a pity the little gentleman's aptitude!"

　　 Sword Immortal, cannot live forever! No avenues, just attack, the means may not be worse than the military.

　　The same is true for people and immortals, not for longevity, but for a hundred years!

　　 Zhang Bairen didn't explain, he looked at the Turkic cavalry who rushed, with long swords in his hands, and the Qingfeng passed by, and the Turkic cavalry gave the lead. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 At this time, someone from the Sui dynasty's army grabbed the horses and began to ride on horses to fight the Turks. Both sides were anxiously injured, and their limbs and blood were flying everywhere. Before long, Zhang Bairen had turned into a blood man.

"Zhang Xiaozheng, you don’t seem to be a cultivator now, but you are more like an executioner." Song Laosheng cut off a horse’s leg. The horse was unstable and fell forward in an instant. At this time, Zhang Bairen handed out his long sword. The desperate gaze of the Turkic cavalry sent into the opponent's throat.

"Good-looking swordsmanship, swords and swords seal the throat, never use a second sword. In my eyes, your swordsmanship is made for killing. It is much better than many flower fists and embroidered legs." The Yuwen CD silver robe on one side turned into blood. The whole body was stained with blood, and I don't know how many knives were taken on the armor.

　　 No matter how high in martial arts, he can't take care of everything on the battlefield. The only thing he can rely on is his brothers next to him to take care of him.

　　 Seeing Song Laosheng and Zhang Bairen cooperate tacitly, Yuwen CD's eyes are extremely hot, and his partner is different from others.

"Count me", Yuwen CD’s second partner was chopped off by the Turkic for half of his head, and instantly jumped up and jumped into Song Laosheng’s side: "Brothers are tough and soft, but they hurt the horse’s tendons. This horse can be used by my Da Sui, and I will protect the brothers. The young man just kills the Turkic soldiers."

Speaking of this, looking at the corpses piled up at the feet, they are all sealed with a sword, Yuwen CD said: "After this battle, the young man has fulfilled the dream that other people can't complete until death, and become the captain of a hundred people. No problem."

　　 Zhang Bairen glanced at Yuwen CD, and a sword struck Yuwen CD's neck as if lightning pierced the starry sky.

　　 Facing Zhang Bairen's long sword, Yuwen's CD was horrified and slashed out.