Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Li Zhongxian's sword is drawn and distributed, and his sword energy can be blended into the wind, invisible and qualityless, making it hard to find.

And Mo Yan's sword is more concise, one sword is one sword, it doesn't look fancy, but it is sharper.

Both of them are innate warriors who comprehend the second level of artistic conception, so it's hard to say which one is stronger and which is weaker.

But facing Li Zhongxian and Zhong Daofu with Mo Yan's strength, he was naturally invincible.

Li Zhongxian and Zhong Daofu just made a move, which made Mo Yan feel overwhelmed.

Seeing this, Qin Wei's expression didn't change at all. He gently raised his palm and pressed it down seemingly casually.

At this time, the attention of the surrounding soldiers was focused on Mo Yan and Li Zhongxian, and no one noticed his movements.

With this seemingly random pressure, a wave of invisible coercion suddenly spread in front of Qin Wei.

Tianwei suppressed.

buzzing~~

A gust of wind suddenly spread in all directions.

The sudden gust of wind made the surrounding soldiers a little surprised, but it was just a surprise, they didn't feel or find anything unusual.

After all, Qin Wei's target is not him, and Tianwei will naturally not descend on them.

Tianwei has only one goal, and that is Li Zhongxian.

Li Zhongxian didn't notice the gust of wind, he only felt his body shake suddenly, as if a thousand catties of force were pressing on him.

The terrifying pressure made his body sink, and he almost fell to his knees.

"what is this!"

Li Zhongxian's eyes were cracked, and he looked at Mo Yan in shock.

He thought that the terrifying coercion came from Mo Yan, but he didn't think of Qin Wei at all.

Puchi~

Li Zhongxian's pupils became bigger, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the huge coercion was like a mountain, trying to completely crush him.

His waist gradually bent, and his legs trembled violently.

Zhong Daofu, who was preparing to attack Moyan again, couldn't help feeling puzzled when he saw this.

"what happened to you?"

Zhong Daofu cautiously stopped his offensive and asked in a low voice.

Li Zhongxian braced his body and raised his head.

"What witchcraft did you use?"

Veins protruded from his forehead, fine sweat dripped down, and his voice was heavy and hoarse.

Seeing this, Mo Yan's eyes lit up.

He naturally guessed that it was Qin Wei who made the move.

Without any hesitation, his figure suddenly flew out.

The condensed sword light turned into a ray of brilliance, and with a single swipe, it passed Li Zhongxian's side.

Li Zhongxian looked at the sword light, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't dodge.

The terrifying pressure made him unable to stand upright, let alone avoid it.

On the other hand, Zhong Daofu, who was next to him, seemed to have noticed his anomaly and kicked him from behind.

This kick was regarded as saving Li Zhongxian's life, but it didn't make Li Zhongxian completely escape Mo Yan's sword energy.

The sword energy pierced through the air, shooting with bright red blood.

Blood splashed everywhere, and a severed arm was thrown flying.

With a bang, Li Zhongxian fell to the ground, a hideous wound appeared on his left chest, and only a bloody wound remained on his left arm.

The broken arm flew several meters and landed on the ground.

Mo Yan's sword originally intended to kill him, but Zhong Daofu's sword slashed at his chest.

Although Li Zhongxian escaped the fatal blow by chance, he also paid a heavy price.

He was lying on the ground, his pale face pressed against the ground, panting heavily.

Zhong Daofu drew back and looked at Li Zhongxian, his expression changing again and again.

He didn't know what Li Zhongxian had gone through, he was full of doubts and incomprehensions.

But his doubts were quickly resolved.

Because Qin Wei raised his hand again.

He was riding on a war horse, his white shirt was fluttering in the wind, and a few strands of hair on his temples were flying in the wind.

With a handsome face and a pair of calm eyes, he looked at Zhong Daofu who was ten feet away.

He didn't know Zhong Daofu, he had never met Zhong Daofu.

In fact, it doesn't matter who Zhong Daofu is, what matters is that the person in front of him is an enemy.

For Qin Wei, this was enough.

The pale palms pressed down lightly, the terrifying coercion fell again, and the gust of wind suddenly rose, the coercion was like a mountain.

As Qin Wei used Borrowing Tianwei more and more times, his control of Tianwei became more and more proficient.

For the first time, he could only be released once and violently.

For the second time, he was able to expand the coercion to a range of kilometers, crushing ten thousand arrows with one finger.

But now he can not only condense or spread the coercion, but also continue to output it.

A white pawn can cast coercion once, and Qin Wei can last this coercion for a long time, instead of bursting out instantly like before.

And he can control the strength of the coercion during the release process as he likes.

buzzing~~

For a moment, Zhong Daofu felt that his eyeballs were about to burst from their sockets.

The body sank suddenly, and the ground under his feet was cracked and sunken.

The whole person seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move!

Horror and coercion, like a mountain, is more domineering and oppressive than the artistic conception of an innate warrior!

The unknown power is the most frightening.

At this moment, he finally understood why Li Zhongxian was motionless just now.

"what is this!"

He looked at the rushing stranger in horror.

Looking at that condensed sword light.

Suddenly, he looked at Qin Wei behind Mo Yan.

That white figure was riding on the horse, and it didn't show any strong emotions from the beginning to the end.

He looked at Qin Wei's palm!

"It's him!"

He guessed in his heart.

Although he couldn't be sure, his intuition told him that this ability came from this ordinary-looking teenager in front of him.

"Don't kill him!"

Qin Wei opened his mouth and said.

Mo Yan's forward body paused slightly, and the light on the dagger in his hand instantly subsided a lot.

Puchi!

The dagger pierced Zhong Daofu's chest.

In the city of Pingman Pass.

The battle has come to an end.

In fact, when Yuwen Chengdu led the soldiers of the Anning Army to the city wall, the battle had already come to an end.

It's just that Yang Lu was overwhelmed by anger and wanted to compete with the Nanning Army, but the result needless to say.

However, in Guancheng, not many soldiers of the [-] former Wudong Guards died.

Some were suffocated to death by thick smoke, some jumped to death from the city wall, and a few unlucky ones were burned to death directly by the fireball, and about a thousand people died following Yang Lu in battle.

Most of the soldiers were fainted by the thick smoke, and some surrendered directly.

Yuwen Chengdu carried Yang Lu up the city wall like a chicken.

At this time Yang Lu was seriously injured, but his consciousness was still clear.

He supported his body against the wall, looking at the An Ning army camp in the distance.

Looking at Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian who fell to the ground, there was a complicated and happy look on their faces.

Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian did not escape, they just wanted to kill Qin Wei.

But it is undeniable that they gave up Pingmanguan and Yang Lu.

"You win!"

Yang Lu said in a hoarse voice.

Yu Wencheng stood beside him, and said flatly, "It's because you are overthinking your capabilities."

Yang Lu looked up at him and said, "If you don't use such insidious tricks, it's impossible for you to win."

Yu Wencheng glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

"You will never understand how powerful His Highness is."

Yan Gong was thought up by Qin Wei, but without Yan Gong, would Qin Wei really have nothing to do with Pingman Pass?

Do not!

He has other options.

Borrow Tianwei!

Directly suppress the entire Pingman Pass by consuming the momentum.

As long as he is willing, he can make all the [-] soldiers in Pingman Pass down on his own.

However, to suppress the entire Pingman Pass, it is estimated that dozens of white chess pieces will be consumed, that is, thousands of momentum.

Qin Wei was naturally reluctant to part with so much power, so he racked his brains to come up with the move of smoke attack.

Yang Lu drooped his head.

He didn't know Qin Wei, and he hadn't even met Qin Wei, but he was defeated, a crushing defeat.

"Kill me, I don't want to be humiliated!"

He wanted to die because he knew that it would be worse for him to be alive than to be dead.

"Whether you live or die, only His Highness can decide!" Yu Wencheng said.

Yang Lu showed bitterness on his face, "Sure enough, the winner is the king and the loser."

Perhaps at this time, he felt extremely regretful in his heart, and he knew why he should have done it in the first place.

Yu Wencheng turned his head to the soldiers beside him and said, "Take care of him, don't let him commit suicide."

"Here!"

Several soldiers responded solemnly.

Afterwards, Yuwen Chengdu directly jumped off the city wall.

In Pingman City, the soldiers of the Anning Army have already begun to clean up the battlefield.