Nightfall Chapter 49: Goshawk

There are two deities in the east and west, about ten miles away, there are two deities in the east and west. The deity in the east is black and red, and it is full of murderous intentions. It is the ruling priest Ye Hong The **** of fish. In the shrine to the west sits an old man with deep wrinkles, who is the great priest of Tianyu.

Just when the black carriage drove out of the deserted tribe and headed south, from the beginning of the war until now, the great priest of the heavenly oracle, who has been silent and bowed his head while reading the teachings, suddenly raised his head and looked north of the wasteland, looking at the horizon. The cloud line formed by the dark cloud said softly: "It's really dark."

After a while, the tall figure in the huge pavilion shook slightly, looked up at the dark clouds in the north, and said in a deep voice: "Night is coming soon, what time are you waiting for?"

The head teacher’s tone is not so heavy, but the voice is magnificent, like thunder, sounded around the huge gods, and the priests and powerful men by the side turned pale. When they heard After teaching the content of the adult's words and the hidden vigilance, his face became paler.

On the battlefield of the wasteland, there are very few people who can see the black carriage in the distance, like the great priests and masters, but as the black carriage moves, the dark clouds in the north follow Moving south was extremely eye-catching. It didn't take long for everyone to notice the cloud on the horizon.

Absolute silence descended between the camps on both sides of the battlefield, and then Huang Renfang heard a huge cheer, and the atmosphere of the Xiling Temple coalition army became a little depressed, and some people showed fear on their faces.

Because of this battle, Luo Kedi, the leader of the gods of the Xiling Temple, left Ye Hongyu's side and returned to the head of the master. He was seriously injured and killed by Ning Que in Chaoyang City. How long does the injury seem to have healed, it should be because the head teacher used magic arts to treat him.

Listening to the thunderous orders of Master Headmaster, Luo Kedi responded with a solemn voice, then waved the banner in his hand to the allied camps of the temple that stretched for more than 20 miles. Issue an order to attack.

The battle that just stopped for less than a moment, started again. Under the command of the generals and the blessings of the red priests, the exhausted temple coalition forces seemed to have gained strength and courage in an instant. They rushed towards the front line of the deserted people, and countless horses stomped on the ground, and the dust danced wildly. Shaking and restless.

The Desolate Warrior is also very tired. But whether it is middle-aged people with white hair. The teenagers who still had a childish look all stood up to meet the enemy, they did not shout like the Central Plains coalition army. There was no excitement on www.51o.net's face either, and he squeezed the axe in his hand calmly and silently.

The two sides finally met on the wasteland, the axe and the knife met. The fist meets the horse head, the sword meets the body, the rune meets the throwing axe, the blood meets the blood, countless heavy crashes sounded on the wasteland, countless horses hissed and fell, countless knights fell, and When the deserted man fell. There are countless sharp weapons cut up.

Luo Kedi, who served by the giants, looked at the tall figure in the platform from the corner of the room, knowing that the master instructor was very dissatisfied with the progress of the coalition forces, bit his teeth, screamed, and led the direct subordinates Shenwei, and a thousand extremely powerful guardians of Xiling Temple. Rushed to the north.

The two thousand deserted warriors staying behind the deserted tribe have not participated in the previous few battles. They have been silently watching the movement of the giant lion. At this time, watching the Xiling Temple finally used the legendary Guard the cavalry, those deserted soldiers also began to move. Tang Chong is at the forefront.

At this moment, there was a dense sound of hoofs in the west of the wasteland. Those hooves are heavy. You can imagine the weight of cavalry and war horses is unusual. The sound of hooves is so dense that there is no chaos at all. It is not like a rainstorm, but more like thousands of people drumming at the same time. You can imagine these cavalry Discipline and excellence.

More than 10,000 elite cavalrymen of the Tang Dynasty attacked again. In a very short period of time, the right side of the deserted front began to be unable to withstand the pressure and showed signs of collapse.

Tang and the warrior leaders of the ridiculous tribe, guessed why the Allied forces of the Temple suddenly went crazy and attacked themselves again—the black carriage is a variable, it may not make any sense, or it may directly change the situation on the battlefield. So they greeted them without hesitation, and did not retreat.

They are confident that under the attack of the Allied Forces of the Temple, they will continue to support until the black carriage arrives. Although many people will definitely die, when they find that Wanyu Tang Qi is starting to charge, they feel the danger.

But at this time, the wasteland battlefield was in chaos. Tang and the most powerful warriors of the tribe had no way to support the tribe on the right, and even if they rushed past at this time, they couldn’t defeat those Wanqi who had already started charging. Tang Jun.

So they continued to march into the central area silently and powerfully, hoping to smash the spirit of the temple coalition forces, and it would be best to annihilate the legendary **** cavalry. If they can do this, maybe this will be a must The defeated war can also win some turning points, and at least it can make the tragic moment of Huangren's extermination come later.

The central hinterland of the Allied Forces of the Temple is the army of the Southern Jin Dynasty. The Southern Jin Dynasty came from thinking that it was the second strongest country in the world, and the Southern Jin cavalry also claimed to be the second strongest army in the world. It was not until they came to the wasteland and started fighting with the desert people that they understood how shameful it was. Suddenly, at this time, they were facing a tough attack from the most powerful two thousand soldiers of Huangren, and their formation suddenly became chaotic. Several practitioners were even trampled to death by the hooves.

Cheng Ziqing, the strongman of the Southern Jin Jian Pavilion, wore a common Southern Jin cavalry uniform. He rode on horseback and swung his sword from side to side to kill, but he kept his eyes on a powerful deserter dozens of feet away. leader.

The powerful leader of the deserted man is very powerful. There are already three disciples of the sword pavilion who were directly killed by this person. At least dozens of Southern Jin cavalrymen were hit by this person with an object similar to an iron rod. inverted.

At this time, the situation of the Southern Jin cavalry is very bad. If the leader of the deserted person is allowed to rush over, it will definitely cause panic. The middle abdomen will be broken, and the deserted person will be able to face the guardian cavalry of the Xiling Temple directly. The momentum, the other party's purpose, is to eat the thousand **** cavalry alive.

Cheng Ziqing's face suddenly paled, a very calm sword intent, seeping from under his ordinary military uniform, the sword left his hand, turned into a long rainbow, and pierced the leader of the deserted man.

Only heard a sharp sound. This flying sword, which contained his lifelong cultivation skills, directly cut the waist and abdomen of the leader of the deserted man. The blood was sprayed like rain, but the sword's power was still unfinished. With the lower half of the corpse of the leader of the deserted man, he flew diagonally and flew towards the far away wasteland.

Several deserted people showed grief and flew towards Cheng Ziqing.

Cheng Ziqing's complexion remained unchanged, using his fingers as a sword to easily knock down those deserted people. As a strong man in the Southern Jin sword pavilion, his realm of cultivation is only below the sword sage Liu Bai. The mid-level great cultivator, ordinary Huangren is his opponent, he has always been low-key and forbearing in the previous battle, just to complete this shocking blow.

Now that the goal is achieved, he will naturally not love to fight. No matter how powerful a practitioner, his body is still fragile. In this battlefield filled with flying axes and arrows and the vibrating vitality of the world, he may die at any time for very inexplicable reasons. What's more, after he cast the strongest sword in his life, he urgently needs meditation and recuperation.

Cheng Ziqing raised his fingers in the air, trying to withdraw the flying sword, but at this moment, he heard the sound of drums hitting the ground from the distance of the battlefield, his face suddenly changed.

The soles of the feet were like drumming. The man came quickly, but the fist was even faster. A terrifying fiery fist struck Cheng Ziqing's face at a distance of several tens of meters!

Cheng Ziqing's mind was exhausted at this time, and his body was exhausted. The natal sword flew out of nowhere. There was no way to resist this terrifying fist, only to wait for death.

With a crackling sound, a thunder exploded in front of him.

The fist intent collided with the thunder, violently violently fluctuating the atmosphere of heaven and earth. The horse under Cheng Ziqing was directly shocked to death, and his body was also flew out obliquely backwards. Falling heavily to the ground.

With a puff, Cheng Ziqing's face was pale, and his vomiting blood couldn't stop. With the help of the thunder, he was lucky enough to avoid the terrifying fist, but he was still the vitality of the world when the two collided. The wave shook to serious injury.

The most serious thing is that he lost contact with his natal sword. This Southern Jin Jiange strong man, in Lanke Temple the previous fall, the natal sword was shot by Ning Que with an arrow. With the help of his senior brother Liu Bai, he finally made a second natal sword, which was more powerful than before. Destroyed at this time, the damage to him is even more terrible.

When the first thunder sounded, there was a second thunder.

Thunder sounded constantly on the wasteland, and extremely thin electric lights illuminated the smoke and dust. Those lightning did not come from high altitude, but appeared abruptly and then fell abruptly in a space more than ten meters away from the wasteland.

These thunder and lightning are not as powerful as the real thunder and lightning horror in nature, but if they fall on people, they will still cause extremely terrible lethality. Even the most powerful desolate warrior will become ashes in a single blow.

But the strange thing is that the thunder and lightning that were born in the void did not hit the desolate warriors everywhere on the battlefield. Instead, they disappeared and appeared sometimes, seeming to chase someone, as if they were spiritual Sword-like.

On the wasteland, there is a goshawk that nests on the ground, and there is a goshawk's nest, which has long been trampled by countless horseshoes and turned into ruins. The goshawk flies in the air in horror.

When the thunder and lightning sounded, it finally couldn't bear the panic in its instinct, and could no longer take care of the young eagle in the nest. It whispered twice and fluttered into the higher air.

Goshawk did not dare to fly north, because there was a black cloud in the north, so it could only fly upwards, and to fly south, the higher the flight, the smaller the people on the wasteland ground, gradually becoming densely packed with ants.

If there are eyes in the sky, the human beings who live and die on the wasteland at this time are probably smaller black spots than ants. They may wonder or laugh at what they see.

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