Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

The six sages from the farm family were hiking up the mountain. They were not worried at all about the possible variables in Xueyi Castle. Even if Xueyihou rebelled, they would still have the power to suppress Xueyihou and Yang Ming. As for Xueyihou, The white-armored army in the fort can be dealt with with the large formation set up by the Sixth Hall Master of the Nong Family and more than a thousand elite disciples. They are bound to win this battle.

The name of the Six Sages of the Farmers will once again be resounding among all the schools of thought. Just like when Bai Qi was besieged and killed, Yang Ming will be besieged and killed in this snow-clothed castle today.

The six sages from the peasant family were in a line of qi as they climbed the mountain. Between the blending of each other, there was endless power brewing. Each of them was a master master, and among them there were two people at the pinnacle of masters, namely, the leader of the army and Kui Wei. The six people have been practicing together all year round, and they have already been able to communicate with each other. They jointly set up the twenty-four formations in the land. They are invincible existences.

"The people are already here." In the snow-clothed castle, Yang Ming, who was sitting with his sword flicked, looked at the shadow reflected in the body of the Tianwen sword and couldn't help but smile. After three points of success, if he didn't use the blood of the enemy to celebrate, Doesn't it seem too boring?

"The twenty-four formations of Dize set up by the six great masters of the Nong Family are endlessly changing and form their own formation. Within the formation, each of them can exert the strength of the great masters. Do you really want to face them head-on?" Mingzhu on the side asked worriedly.

"What a grandmaster is. It's just the power of six people gathered into one person with the help of formations, allowing that person to exert the strength of a grandmaster. It just has the template of six grandmasters. Besides, what I want to kill is the so-called The great master." Yang Ming sneered.

"If the enemy is not strong, it would be boring to kill him." Yang Ming sheathed his sword. He could already feel the Qi of the Six Sages of the Farmers. Under the Emperor's Qi Watching Technique, no one could escape.

"Men are really an incomprehensible existence." Looking at Yang Ming, who was full of fighting spirit, Mingzhu shook her head curiously and helplessly. If it were her, she would definitely choose to avoid his sharp edge and find another opportunity to confront the six farmers. That is the safest way to defeat Xian one by one. How could Yang Ming want to fight the strongest enemy like he is now? Wouldn't that be causing trouble for himself?

However, such a strong and confident man really makes people silent. What attracts a woman’s attention to a woman is her beauty, while what attracts a woman’s attention to a man is his strength. For such a man to lower his head in front of him, for women It is indeed a great temptation. Mingzhu thought about it and looked at Yang Ming with an increasingly radiant gaze.

Mingzhu had to admit that at this moment, even without those conditions, she would willingly kneel down in front of Yang Ming and offer everything she had to please Yang Ming, because that would not be a woman's dedication, but a woman's desire to conquer. desire.

"However, we should also add some drama to ourselves, don't you think? Auntie." Mingzhu chuckled lightly, took out an army-gathering horn from her sleeve, and then disappeared into the courtyard.

"Xueyi Hou, are you here?" Seeing Xueyi Hou appearing in front of him, the soldier leader, one of the six sages of the peasant family, asked.

"Still in the courtyard, there are six hundred Bai family soldiers in Xueyi Castle guarding the only way down the mountain. You can rest assured." Mingzhu, who switched to Xueyihou again, replied.

"That's very good. I'd also like to ask Marquis Xueyi to raid the formation." The soldier said.

"Then let's wait and see, it will be the most exciting battle in the world in the past twenty years." Xue Yihou said with a face as cold as frost. This color originally belonged to her.

When Yang Ming walked out of the Snow Clothes Castle, the figures of the Six Sages of the Farmers appeared at the end of his sight. For a moment, seven lines of sight collided with each other, and each of them saw murderous intent in the other's sight.

"Has he been prepared?" Yang Ming's appearance shocked Master Li, who was the most meticulous and cautious among the Six Sages of the Farm. Although this was not the State of Qin, it was not Daze Mountain either. Yang Ming appeared so calmly. , are you ready?

"Yang Ming." The leader of the army took a step forward and blocked the mountain road where the two of them were walking together.

"Today is a good time." Yang Ming walked towards the mountain road step by step, and the distance between him and the six sages of the farmer continued to shorten.

"His power has become stronger. Sure enough, every time a military strategist goes through a battle, his power will increase. In a few years, his invincible power on the battlefield has become more condensed in him. Although the power of a military strategist is the most powerful, It is difficult to last, but it is the most unreasonable, but in the prime of life, it will be invincible in the world." Tu Yu, who had fought against Yang Ming, said in a deep voice, even if all the elite farmers were out this time, Yang Ming had brought him The threat still made him unable to help but be cautious.

"Attack." Yang Ming descended from the heights, stepping on the steps of the mountain road step by step, holding the power of heaven and earth in one body. The six peasant sages deep below felt a pressure at the same time, knowing that they could not let Yang go. Ming used the power of heaven and earth to raise his momentum to the peak, the soldier leader shouted loudly, jumped up and hit Yang Ming directly with his fist.

The leader of the army was promoted from the master of the Chiyou Hall of the peasant family. He is in charge of the art of killing soldiers and masters domineering swordsmanship. He is the strongest among the six sages of the peasant family purely in terms of combat power.

After cultivating to the level of a master like a military master, he has already cultivated the peasant's domineering swordsmanship to the level of a saint. It is no longer limited to swords and fists. This punch is his skill that has lasted for more than fifty years. It is the master of the peasant's domineering swordsmanship. At the peak of his martial arts, he punched out and roared, a tiger between reality and reality rushed towards Yang Ming.

Faced with the soldier's master's punch, which was derived from the Tiger Soul Swordsmanship, Yang Ming did not dodge. He also used fists to punch. Wherever the wind of the punch passed, a ray of frost was swirling. The air was thick and cold, and countless icicles were flying at high speeds. Attacking the tiger with a spinning force, this is the fourth form of Tianshuang Fist with flying snow, and it is a point-breaking fist. With the blessing of Yang Ming's three-yuan state of essence, energy and spirit, its power has reached a level of The level of gods and ghosts.

In the collision between the frost vortex and the tiger soul fist, the air of frost overwhelmed the tiger and swooped towards the soldier with huge power. The soldier had to take three steps back to release the power of the sky frost fist, but he was While retreating, he threw out a stronger punch. Rumor has it that Chi You's punches are more and more courageous with each defeat. The so-called battle between heaven and earth is not because of how powerful a person is, but because of the unyielding nature of human beings. will.

"Tiger? I don't know if your tiger is stronger, or my tiger is more fierce." Yang Ming's fist changed, using three points of returning vitality to stimulate the power of blood, and changed the Tianshuang Fist into the White Tiger Seven Killing Style, the two tigers looked at each other. During the fight, the tiger roared, but the commander of the army changed his color.

"White Tiger's Seven Killing Style?" At this time, not only the leader of the army, but also the other five sages were shocked. The White Tiger's Seven Killing Style twenty years ago left a huge shadow on them.

The White Tiger's Seven Killing Style is considered to be a top-notch martial art among military martial arts, but it is not yet the ultimate. However, this is not the ultimate martial art, but it is completely transformed in Bai Qi's hands. Bai Qi uses this as a foundation, step by step He earned his reputation as the God of Killing and became the second most powerful military strategist in more than a hundred years after Wu Qi, as well as the strongest person in the world.

Although the Six Sages of the Farmers often felt quite proud of besieging and killing Bai Qi, they also knew that the Bai Qi they besieged and killed was no longer the Bai Qi at his peak. At that time, Bai Qi was already over seventy years old. , starting from the suspicion of King Qin Zhao, they suffered a series of blows. Their spirit, energy and spirit were no longer at their peak, and they were even given poisonous wine by King Qin Zhao. Even so, Bai Qi hit them all hard. The previous generation's The farmer Xia Kui even died because of this.

The shadow left by the White Tiger's Seven Killing Style was too big for them, but fortunately, it was never the White Tiger's Seven Killing Style that was stronger, but Bai Qi. After Bai Qi's death, although he still had what he had learned as a soldier The White Tiger Seven Kills Style, but there is no one who can break through to the top level with the White Tiger Seven Kills Style.

But now, they see the shadow of Bai Qi in Yang Ming. Although Yang Ming's White Tiger Seven Killing Style has Bai Qi's killing power that can destroy everything, it has the fighting spirit that belongs to Yang Ming. In Bai Hu's During the roar, the blood of the leader of the army was agitated, and the domineering power of the tiger soul that had condensed almost collapsed. Although his tiger soul power was extremely domineering, at this moment, the mythical white tiger in front of him was like a kitten. .

"I can't stop it?" Amidst the collision of fists, the soldier's master stepped back uncontrollably. The white tiger almost wanted to pin him under his claws as he swung his claws.

Suddenly, the clanging sound of the piano sounded, and invisible sound waves spread out. As the sound of the piano entered his ears, the soldier felt refreshed, and his strength increased by three points out of thin air. On the other hand, Yang Ming, under the sound of the piano, Under the interference, ripples were set off all over the body. Although he blocked the sonic attack with his body-protecting aura, he was able to concentrate and give the soldier a chance to breathe.

"This guy can't be defeated alone, let's go together." Gu Shen shouted, waving the iron sickle in his hand, which was the largest weapon among farmers, to attack Yang Ming.

At the same time, Xian Zong was playing the harp, and the sound of the harp attacked Yang Ming's soul and disturbed Yang Ming's mind. Yu's disciples rose up, and Bu Zhou's broken palm poured out like a celestial river, specializing in Yang Ming's body protection. Qi, the King of Medicine raised his ruler, and while the two qi of life and death were circulating, he pointed at the acupuncture points all over Yang Ming's body, stimulating the dead qi and killing the vitality. With Yang Ming's strength weakened, there was also a calendar master stepping on the steps of the twenty-eight stars, and there were many afterimages. In the meantime, the void turned into reality, and the twenty-seven afterimages merged with the twenty-eighth body, sealing all the spaces that Yang Ming could move around.

The six sages from the farm family lived in seclusion in Daze Mountain all year round and did not care about worldly affairs. They understood the martial arts formations and started attacking with a tacit understanding of the same mind and heart.

And how should Yang Ming respond when he is in the middle of a six-person attack?

"Open!" Yang Ming shouted, and the three elements of energy and spirit were unified. While punching the Flying Soldier Master, he did not dodge the attacks of the other five people. He raised his palms to the sky and opened a circular barrier. It came from above, and at the moment when the attack hit the body, the body-protecting aura suddenly formed, allowing all kinds of attacks to hit the body.

"Broken." Amidst five loud shouts, Yang Ming's body-protecting Qi stirred up ripples and dissipated suddenly.