Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

On the formation stage, Lin Sihong raised the drum hammer and struck the drum with a chic movement. The vermilion-painted battle drum made the first thunderous sound, which instantly spread through the Qianjun Academy under the night.

Fei Lingxue stood aside, seeing Lin Sihong's figure outlined in a tall silhouette in the light of the fierce torches, straight as a mountain.

On the ground, following Lin Sihong's instructions, the dark armor soldiers slowly changed formations, their weapons flowing in the light of the fire, and the crescent fronts on the east and west sides instantly became the fangs of giant beasts, and they closed quietly towards Lin Yi and the others.

Lin Sihong's movements did not stop, and his momentum was extremely powerful. The war drum honed by wind and frost made a thick sound that resounded through the earth.

Lin Yi, Xiao Huan, and Nie Yanli pressed their backs against each other, each facing the Zhaowu Army from different directions.

"Young Lord, I heard that your Zhaowu Army drills are all for real?" Nie Yanli asked casually as he watched the dark armors approaching.

Lin Yi: "It doesn't matter if you can't break the formation, as long as you win or lose with these 1000 people, you can get away."

Nie Yanli's hand holding the Yinchun sword trembled, and she felt sorry for herself even more, why did she join in the fun.

The sound of war drums was not fast or slow, Lin Yi thought quickly, there are thousands of troops on the battlefield, and even masters cannot win by brute force, and the same is true every time they practice.

"Two hundred steps from the position, ninety cavalry from the position!"

After Lin Yi spoke, the three of them set off at the same time.

Nie Yanli's sword was out of its sheath, and like a light smoke, it swept into the west of the battle formation, breaking through the infantry's shield.

Lin Yi and Xiao Huan rushed to the cavalry line to the east. The cavalry and infantry were mixed together for cover, making it difficult to advance an inch like a bush with sharp teeth. Lin Yi snatched a spear with his hands. The two cooperated with each other, broke through the defense, and entered step by step battle formation.

Fei Lingxue also understood the formation method. Looking down from the formation stage, the two formation eyes were broken one after another, and the thousand-man offensive became loose. Lin Yi, Xiao Huan and Nie Yanli escaped from the formation of thousands of troops and reunited again.

Lin Sihong seemed very happy, smiled and raised his hands to beat the war drum again. His movements were wide open and closed, with the beauty of strength, every blow had a killing spirit, and he flowed smoothly.

Basswood drum hammers landed on the edge of the huge war drum, making a rapid and sharp sound like falling beads, mixed with a low-pitched drum sound for a while, like countless raindrops from the sky and earth sweeping a hurricane.

The sound of drums mixed with fragments and heavy sounds was transmitted to the battle formation, and the dark armor army formation was like a black tide, and without any trace of flowing, it was already covered by the waves.

Lin Yi looked at the undercurrent of the battle formation. At this time, the formation was no longer limited to the complementarity of the left and right wings. The front was full of infantry with long halberds, the shield formation moved back, and the arrangement of the cavalry did not show any rules.

It's really like the moon's profit turns into a loss, and the tide is about to rise, with murderous intentions everywhere.

Seeing the situation, Nie Yanli couldn't help saying: "Young Master, your father seems to be serious."

Lin Yi said regretfully, "Did you just find out?"

"We can't beat it, let's run." Lin Yi tugged at Xiao Huan's sleeve and joked.

Xiao Huan raised his wrist slightly, shook Lin Yi's fingertips, and said with a warm smile, "Don't be afraid, I'll guard you."

Lin Yi's heart tightened when he heard this sentence, and without knowing what to think, he held Xiao Huan's hand firmly with his backhand.

Xiao Huan gently stroked the back of Lin Yi's hand with his fingers, and Lin Yi let go of his hand, and the subtle heat in his heart passed for a moment.

The battle formation quickly encircled, and the three of them were surrounded densely in a blink of an eye, so they had to fight hard to draw a space for breathing.

Xiao Huan listened carefully to the beating of the battle drums for a moment, then looked at the stormy battle formation: "Cleave the waves and open the mountains, the chaos begins to divide, follow the cavalry to enter."

Lin Yi and Nie Yanli's eyes lit up, and the three of them once again met the reunited battle formation, breaking through the sharp offensive of the long halberds, instead of confronting the shield formation head-on, but slashing towards the shield formation like blades intersecting each other. The cavalry in the formation split mountains and seas along the way, forcefully piercing a crack in the sky-covering wave.

Lin Sihong and Fei Lingxue could see clearly that the black tide-like formation of thousands of people was under the attack of the three of them, slashing like a giant dragon's spine. If you want to crush them, if you are found by three people at the gate of life, you can no longer encircle them.

Fei Lingxue was very impressed with Lin Sihong: "The sea moon formation is ever-changing. Few people in this world can do this."

Lin Sihong looked at the three people in the formation, and smiled appreciatively: "I'm afraid not many people can break through this formation so quickly."

Fei Lingxue thought, if Qu Loulan was still there, she must be one of them.

Bai Dadan Department.

The night was thick outside the tent, and inside Khan's big tent, there was silence. Two candles were extinguished, and the remaining one illuminated the faces of the people in the tent.

"You've finally made up your mind and dealt with that useless man." The man on the Khan's throne laughed softly.

Jiang Hui knelt on one knee beside his seat, bowed his head, very respectful, and said calmly, "Qu Loulan should have died long ago, I just don't want him to die too easily."

Khan raised his hand to stroke his smooth black hair, pinched his chin to make him lift his head, and looked carefully at Jiang Hui's deep blue eyes: "That's good, I thought you were reluctant to leave that Fei Lingxue. "

Jiang Hui raised his eyes and looked at Khan calmly and calmly: "It was Qu Loulan who destroyed my Wensa tribe back then? Why did Khan not let me do it a year ago, but let that mad dog kill him, making him half dead look like?"

Khan withdrew his hand, squeezed the center of his brows, and said with a sneer, "Qu Loulan is capable, but he was burdened by the benevolence of women. The Wensa tribe slaughtered three towns on the border of Yan State. He ordered your tribe to be destroyed, but he didn't Killing old people and children is really ridiculous."

There was a slight smile on Jiang Hui's face, looking pure and innocent: "When the Great Khan sent me to sneak beside him, he didn't tell me that it was Wensabu Tuzhen who came first."

Khan narrowed his eyes, and instantly grabbed Jiang Hui's neck with an iron hand, looking at his beautiful and deep face, his voice was chilling.

"Wensal, you have been credited with not killing Qu Loulan for so long. I don't pursue these details, but you have the guts to question me?"

Jiang Hui was strangled and could hardly breathe.

He didn't struggle at all, lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little difficult, but still pleasant: "Khan forgives the sin."

"Be good from now on." Khan stared at him for a moment, finally withdrew his cold eyes, let go of his throat, and brushed his fingertips across his cheeks, "You've been with them for a long time, don't get tainted. The problem of indecision."

"Yes." Jiang Hui held back the discomfort in his throat, suppressed the cough, bowed his head slightly, with a humble posture, stood up and wanted to retreat.

But at the next moment, his thin and light body was like a ferocious lynx, jumping at the person on the throne in an instant, the narrow blade in his sleeve pierced Khan's heart.

"indecisive?"

Jiang Hui still smiled sweetly, covering Khan's mouth and nose tightly with his slender hand to prevent him from making a sound, while holding the narrow blade in the other hand, twisting it in his heart, Khan's forehead burst into veins, his eyes widened and he stared angrily. Looking at Jiang Hui, he was dead in a moment.

Jiang Hui's deep and beautiful face seemed sad or happy under the swaying lights, his fingers moved slightly, and his fingertips held a dark bead, which was no different from the Tongsheng Gu transformed by Qu Loulan.

Jiang Hui melted his palm with the blade, held the Gu bead, and drenched it with his own blood.

Then put the Gu beads on Khan's chest, when the Gu beads touched Khan's heart blood, it suddenly turned into a puff of black mist, and seeped in along the wound, as if alive.

Jiang Hui's face was as white as a piece of paper, he supported the throne to breathe for a while, and watched Khan's dilated pupils reunite.

"I'll give him back to you."

Lin Yi was not surprised that Xiao Huan was so proficient in formations when Lin Sihong and his party returned to the tent on the school grounds. In his eyes, it was not surprising that Xiao Huan knew so much.

Lin Yi thought over the route to break the formation just now, and thought of something after a while, and whispered to Xiao Huan: "The cavalry formation just now has a fixed direction, but the arrangement is random."

Xiao Huan nodded: "Exactly."

Lin Yi thoughtfully, looked at Xiao Huan again, and asked, "You told me not to separate from you, just to remind me of this?"

Xiao Huan looked at him and said with a smile: "No, it's because I miss the time when Young Master was by my side."

"That's easy, just keep it in the future." Lin Yi had nothing to do with him, so he had to turn his eyes away from those peach blossom eyes.

After a while, he still couldn't hold back, looked up at Xiao Huan, and asked half-jokingly, "You said you don't know martial arts, is it because of this?"

Xiao Huan nodded, his eyes were a little helpless, and against the mole at the end of his eyes, he seemed a little melancholy.

Lin Yi felt his breathing stagnate a little, and this look fell on him, almost like a baby.

After being hit so knowingly, Lin Yi couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had spoken too seriously.

Nie Yanli caught a glimpse of this situation, and wondered whether to remind the innocent young master that Xiao Huan, who looked like a fairy, was actually a monster.