Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Guo Mo hurriedly threw the bow and arrow at Wu Nantian, withdrew the "Chixiao Sword", and flew off the yellow puma.

"Eldest brother, I will go left and you will see who kills the most people."

Okay, do you want to have a competition at this time?

Chen Xuanfeng also flew off his horse, holding a heavy machete in his hand.

Against these sergeants, exquisite martial arts are meaningless, and the ultimate move of opening and closing is the most effective.

Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng killed each other from left to right.

In order to prevent the other party from coming out of the camp, the two directly guarded the gate of the camp, killing both people and horses.

Then the corpses of the man and the horse were laid across the gate of the village on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 people have been killed, and they are lying on the ground in disorder.

"Not good, they want to use the corpses to obstruct the path of the cavalry, brothers rush over—"

People with good brains, seeing the behavior of Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng, understood the other party's intentions, and urged the soldiers to rush to the gate of the stronghold.

How big can the camp be?Each has more than 1000 people, and there are still more than 1000 horses.

Some tents were still on fire, and it was so dark that it was unknown how many people came outside, and there was no room for the cavalry to charge up.

And those who rushed to the gate of the village by chance were either killed by Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng, or shot to death by more than a dozen archers headed by Wu Nantian.

Once the cavalry couldn't charge up, the sergeant on the horse was obviously a living target, especially since there were several burning tents in each camp, which completely exposed the cavalry.

"All dismount and seek cover with shields."

There were more and more corpses piled up at the gate of the village, and there was no possibility of the cavalry rushing over. The commander of the army had no choice but to let everyone give up their horses and turn into infantry to charge forward.

If you don't rush out, you can only wait to be burned to death in the camp. There is no extra water to put out the fire here.

Guo Mo saw that the opponent's cavalry could not charge up, and his heart was half relieved.

"Eldest brother, a certain family went in first—"

With a loud shout, he rushed into the camp on the left.

The camp Guo Mo chose happened to be the camp of the cavalry of the Kingdom of Jin. He hunted inside while looking for Ouyang Ke.

At this moment, Ouyang Ke is eating in his camp.

He grew up in rich clothes and fine food since he was a child, and recently he always eats and drinks in the barracks. This Mr. Ouyang is very unhappy.

I had no choice but to order my subordinates to look for food everywhere, and the places they passed were similar to those of bandits, and they would not let go of beautiful girls and daughters-in-law.

Who told our Mr. Ouyang to take such a bite.

Just from a mountain village at the foot of Taihang Mountain, two pheasants were snatched from Orion, and even a little girl under the age of 13 was also snatched.

Ouyang Ke was happily eating pheasant and drinking some wine, and was about to do some indescribable things.

Suddenly, the people outside the tent neighed, Ouyang Ke's heart was shocked, and he panicked for no reason.

"Report—Young Master Bao, a group of people came outside and set fire to the camp with rockets. They have already entered. Please show me, Master."

The orderly came running in hastily.

"Who is here? How many people are there?"

Ouyang Ke was much calmer, and he didn't forget to pat the shivering little girl next to him.

"This...Young Master, it's too dark to see where the other party came from, but there is only...only one person who entered our camp."

When it comes to "one person", even the messenger himself is a little embarrassed.

That's right, he just realized that there was really only one person killed outside.

But, it was this one person, almost 200 people died under his sword, right?

"Waste, they are all a bunch of waste! Just one person came in, didn't you have 1000 people?"

When Ouyang Ke heard the messenger say that only one person came in, he immediately lost his temper.

The orderly didn't dare to talk back, he knew that this master was not easy to serve, but he was beeping in his heart.

"Grandpa, go out and have a look. It is estimated that there are at most 700 people left now, and how many people will be left after a while."

Ouyang Ke reached out and took his saber. In the past year, this Mr. Ouyang has not been unrestrained.

Those arty folding fans have been relegated to the second line, but he still carries a sword in his heart. He has been ravaged by Guo Jing and Guo Mo brothers in succession, and his heart has been frightened.

They all hated people or things related to Guo Jing and Guo Mo, but when they saw Guo Jing and Guo Mo in person, they were probably so frightened that they fought and wanted to leave first.

Ouyang Ke practiced another set of sword skills this year.

It is said that it was a set of swordsmanship created by their ancestor, that mysterious family, an amazing person.

It is truly invincible all over the world, comparable to Dali Duan Siping's "Six Meridians Excalibur".

It's just that, being suppressed by Song Taizu's "coiling dragon stick method" all the time, it is considered untimely.

By the time Ouyang Ke walked out of the tent, Guo Mo had completely defeated the Jin army.

Keep a corner, use the "Chixiao Sword" when you are close, and use the "Six Meridians Sword" if you are far away.

The "Nine Suns Divine Art" spreads all over his body, so naturally no one can hurt him in the slightest.

"Master Ouyang is here—"

Someone with sharp eyes saw Ouyang Ke coming out of the tent, and shouted in surprise.

They have been under Ouyang Ke's account for some time.

Although this Mr. Ouyang is really not a very good person, but this man's kung fu is really amazing. It seems that it is difficult to find someone who is more powerful than him in the entire Dajin Kingdom.

Seeing Ouyang Ke approaching, it was like seeing a savior. With a "Hula", everyone moved to the side, revealing Guo Mo.

"Where is the bastard, dare to come to my son's camp to act wildly, don't you want...he...I—"

Ouyang Ke's breath pierced through his dantian, he wanted to stop drinking, but he recognized the person in the middle of speaking.

"Guo Mo?"

I thought to myself, why did this kid come here?

I didn't go to your Song Dynasty to make trouble, why did you chase after Jin Guo instead.

Seeing Guo Mo, Ouyang Ke's first reaction was to run away.

Twice deflated in front of Guo Mo, in the end he was rescued by his uncle, and there was obviously no shadow of "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng in front of him.

Only then did Ouyang Ke remember that the order had just been sent to say that a person had been murdered in the camp.

I greet your ancestor, is this a person?This is obviously a devil, okay?

Thinking of Guo Mo, he was on the streets of Zhongdu a few years ago, wearing heavy armor, and killed several times in and out of thousands of troops, let alone now.

Sure enough, Ouyang Ke looked in the direction of the gate of the village. There were densely packed corpses of golden soldiers or war horses along the way.

Some sergeants who were not completely dead lay on the ground moaning non-stop, and Ouyang Ke automatically imagined himself being knocked to the ground.

"Ouyang Ke, I'm looking for you, take my life—"

Unfortunately, Ouyang Ke had already been targeted by Guo Mo, and he swung the "Scarlet Sword" in his palm, and chopped it off.

Ouyang Ke didn't dare to be careless, he hastily restrained his mind.

Still thinking in my heart, "I am not afraid of you at all. I have always been defeated by you in the past. Today I will let you know the power of my master's peerless swordsmanship."

With one hand of swordsmanship, Hu Hu Gua Feng used it.

Not to mention, after three or five moves, even Guo Mo couldn't help secretly praising "what a brilliant sword technique".

The sword technique in Ouyang Ke's hands is like an antelope's horns, without any trace.

For a while, it was like thunder and unstoppable, and for a while, it was like a drizzle and a long trickle.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

While typing, Guo Mo couldn't help asking.

Seeing that Guo Mo was startled by his own swordsmanship, Ouyang Ke felt inexplicably proud in his heart.

"Boy Guo Mo, prick up your ears and listen. This is the peerless martial art passed down from my family that I have just learned—"Dragon City Swordsmanship"!"

"Today is the day of your death, boy, if you can die under the 'Dragon City Swordsmanship', you can also smile at Jiuquan, hahaha——"

Ouyang Ke laughed wildly, even adding a bit of power to the "Dragon City Sword Technique" he used.

"'Dragon City Sword Art'? Family tradition?"

"Ouyang Ke, isn't your surname Ouyang? How did you learn martial arts from the Murong family?"

Guo Mo naturally knew the "Dragon City Sword Art", which was created by Murong Longcheng of the Murong family back then, and it was invincible all over the world.

It's a pity that it was passed down to future generations, but it never reproduced the past style.

Guo Mo's casual question made Ouyang Ke fight a cold war.

Regarding his family background, Ouyang Ke himself only knew about it in the past two years, and the Murong family is even more secretive.

Just now, I got carried away with complacency and casually mentioned the name "Dragon City Sword Art".

Unexpectedly, Guo Mo seemed to know this set of sword techniques, and even directly mentioned the name of the Murong family. How could he not be surprised?

"Don't say it, right? If you don't say it, I'll hit you. It is rumored that Murong Longcheng used this set of 'Dragon City Swordsmanship' to draw with Dali Duan Siping's 'Six Meridians Excalibur'."

"Coincidentally, Mr. Guo also learned a few hands of the 'Six Meridians Excalibur', so let's try it out and see which set of swordsmanship is more powerful."

Guo Mo also didn't put away the Scarlet Firmament Sword, but secretly ran the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" action route, fired it through the Scarlet Firmament Sword, and even shot out a series of scarlet sword lights.

Ouyang Ke had seen this before, so he hurriedly used his sword in his hand to parry it.

"Canglang—" there was a sound.

Ouyang Ke felt light in his hands, and half of his three-foot green spear was directly cut off.

Before he could wake up, the sword light in Guo Mo's hand came again, and Ouyang Ke habitually raised his hand to parry.

"Canglang—" Another sound.

Looking at Ouyang Ke's hand, there is only one hilt left.

Ouyang Ke wanted to die already, this was already his best sword, why did he look like Zhihu in front of Guo Mo?

You said that your palm skills are amazing and your sword skills are outstanding, why is the sword so good that you still let people live?

Ouyang Ke threw away the hilt of the sword helplessly, stretched out his hand from the back of his waist, and took out his fine steel fan.

No way, talk is better than nothing.

Ouyang Ke didn't dare to touch Guo Mo's sword anymore, he kept dodging it, so he could only take it for a while.

What's the point of this?

After five encounters, Guo Mo added a kick to Ouyang Ke's calf with one move.

I only heard the sound of "Kacha", "Ah——"

Ouyang Ke screamed, and his right leg was broken by Guo Mosheng's kick.

Half-stretched the calf, twisted irregularly, collapsed on the ground and clenched his teeth, shivering with pain.

"Ouyang Ke, you are so brave. You dared to attack my family. The kick just now was for my little junior sister."

"Isn't your 'Ice Palm' very powerful? Stand up and make two gestures, let me open my eyes."

Guo Mo retracted his sword and returned to its sheath, and walked slowly towards Ouyang Ke step by step, completely ignoring the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin around him.

All the sergeants around were watching from afar cooperatively, and no one made a sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing the heart-to-heart conversation between the two in the field.

"You...you can't kill me, my uncle is 'Xi Du' Ouyang Feng."

Ouyang Ke watched Guo Mo approaching step by step, feeling extremely frightened in his heart, and spoke indiscriminately.

"I know, and I also know that you and Ouyang Feng are not uncles and nephews. In fact, he is your biological father. You can ask him next time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that there is no next time for you, so I can't leave this time."

"My biological father?"

Ouyang Ke was stunned by Guo Mo's words, but he didn't dare to stay for too long, the devil Guo Mo was still in front of him.

"You, you still can't kill me, our surname is not Ouyang, our surname is Murong, we are from the Murong family. You know the Murong family? It's very powerful..."