Chapter 851: The Qilin Long Spear Invites the Daxia Longque

He Basheng gripped the battle blade in his hand tightly. This was also a hundred-refined Xuan soldier. Except for the armor, the blades of the children of the old generals in Wuchuanzhen were not inferior to the Forbidden Army Xuan Armor of Chang'an.

But it was far from being comparable to the Crown Prince of Great Wei!

The long spear transformed from the ancient Bronze Sparrow.

He Basheng had never seen the Fire-Tip Spear in the hands of Li Er, who had once made a great name in the capital of the Southern Dynasty. But this time, he saw the Bronze Sparrow spear in Cao Xuanwei's hand.

Its momentum was arrogant!

Although the Primordial Spirits of the Earth Immortal Realm seemed to be driving spirit treasures, in reality, magic treasures were the treasures that the Primordial Spirit True Immortals painstakingly refined. Things like spirit treasures were things that at least a Dao Lord could refine.

The countless realms of the cosmos could not find a place more strange than the Earth Immortal Realm.

Dao Lords were so few, and spirit treasures were so many.

"His magic treasure spear is very powerful, but as long as I avoid its edge, I might not be able to win a move!"

He Basheng's goal was to win a move. As long as he didn't fall behind in the first three moves, he could accept it.

He took a step forward, and the long saber in his hand flew.

His feet seemed to be rooted on the point-general platform, and he actually forcibly controlled this point-general platform that he was incomparably familiar with, even connecting a trace of the aura of Wuchuanzhen's protective city array.

That blade was like lightning. With one slash, it was his full strength.

He Badu's face changed slightly, seeming to want to stop his son who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth and used the array of Wuchuanzhen to make a move.

But he was stopped by an inconspicuous old man.

He said calmly, "The Crown Prince doesn't care, and even appreciates this kind of agility!"

He Badu then lowered his head and retreated.

At this time, Cao Xuanwei had already thrust a spear. This blade light, which connected the array and seemed to borrow the power of the protective city array, was instantly broken.

The spear tip was extremely domineering, unreasonably piercing into the most prosperous place of the blade light.

A loud bang!

He Basheng felt a huge force that could not be resisted, transmitted to his body along the long saber.

The layers of spiritual light swung by the long saber were actually far inferior to the guards in sharpness. Looking closely, one could find that the spiritual light swung by the long saber actually connected the heavy and overlapping seals of the protective city array, equivalent to borrowing the power of the array to hide this trap and trapping force under the sharpness.

The fight was about Cao Xuanwei relying on the power of the magic treasure, thrusting with one spear, being eliminated by the protective city array for most of its power, and the spear momentum falling into it.

And He Basheng then slashed back with his blade, releasing the sharpness to the limit, grasping that moment of opportunity...

But Cao Xuanwei didn't give him any chance. The Bronze Sparrow spear thrust out, and the layers of seals shattered like fragile glass. The flying red tassel was like divine fire, wrapping around the blade momentum. The long spear thrust in, and the blade momentum rolled back.

The spear tip, carrying the blade edge, was placed on He Basheng's throat...

The defeat was like a child's play!

The soldiers below were all solemn, and no one dared to say they could do better than He Basheng!

He could control the point-general platform and borrow a trace of the aura of the protective city array. This was a skill that only reached a very high level of military riding and array formation.

And on the surface, it was as aggressive as fire, but in reality, it was as motionless as a mountain.

Then the blade momentum transformed arbitrarily in the volcano, which was even more superior to the blade techniques of ninety-nine percent of military cultivators.

It was Crown Prince Xuanwei who was too strong!

He wasn't even too serious. Breaking the protective city array, breaking the blade momentum with the spear, all were light and airy, simply not in the same realm!

Cao Xuanwei retracted the spear and stood in front of him, looking at He Basheng, "I heard that your family has three heroes, and the ability of military cultivators cannot be displayed in single combat. Do you dare to join forces?"

He Basheng looked back at his brother and younger brother. Although He Bayue didn't want to respond, the eldest brother He Ba Yun had already raised his long spear and stepped onto the point-general platform.

He Bayue sighed and followed.

"Wait!" He Badu suddenly spoke, "The three dogs joining forces might not be able to block the Crown Prince three times. Can I, the father, lead them?"

Cao Xuanwei nodded gently and clasped his fists, "General, please!"

He Badu went down, and this pointing-nature competition finally had a hint of being evenly matched.

He Badu let his three sons stand at the very front, and he held an iron-fetal bow in his hand, falling to the very back, and then pulled the bowstring, pointing directly at Cao Xuanwei.

An invisible Qi machine locked onto Cao Xuanwei.

The sharpness of the Qi machine was like piercing through his heavy magic treasures, and an arrow head was pointing at his heart. He Ba Yun held the spear and shook a spear flower, father and son four people formed an array, the father's arrow intent carried his eyes, seeing through all the changes in Cao Xuanwei's Qi machine, plus the powerful military malevolent qi flowing on the four people, faintly becoming one.

The spear flower waved by He Ba Yun almost rolled all the seals of the point-general platform into it.

On the drill ground, the paved stone bricks rolled up one after another under this spear, like a rain of falling stones, smashing toward Cao Xuanwei.

Immediately, the long spear was like a dragon, majestic and domineering, thrusting straight at Cao Xuanwei's throat.

He Basheng rolled on the ground, his back close to the ground, but it was a military supernatural power of shrinking the ground into an inch. He rolled to Cao Xuanwei's feet and slashed out with his long saber.

It was the youngest, He Bayue, who commanded the Qi machine of the four people and hit a vast, quiet river flowing quietly from the boundless grassland.

That river merged the momentum of a spear and a blade, filling the original flaws!

That river merged the momentum of the spear and the saber, filling in the sparse flaws of the original!

Chilechuan, under the Yin Mountains.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four wilds.

This is the scenery of the Northern Frontier grassland, and it is also a military supernatural power that reflects the scenery in the heart to the outside, turning the world into the Chilechuan grassland, allowing the iron cavalry to step over!

The Bronze Sparrow spear in Cao Xuanwei's hand ignited the grassland.

The grass that the Chilechuan river flowed over, the sky was blue and the wild was boundless, turned into a prairie fire burning, and under one spear, its momentum was all taken by the Bronze Sparrow spear.

The countless sparks flying from the burning grassland merged toward the spear tip. The war fire that burned everything merged into the spear blade, tearing apart the joint momentum of the He Ba family's three brothers, and even making the military malevolent qi flowing between them carry a rolling heat, scorching them.

The spear tip lifted He Ba Yun's long spear, and the rotating spear handle was like a curved bow body, smashing toward He Basheng's upward-slashing long saber with the momentum of the boundless prairie fire.

The long saber broke, and the tiger's mouth of the right hand cracked.

He Basheng was thrown by the spear tail and smashed into the point-general platform. Only a click was heard, and the point-general platform broke, and a person's head was inserted into it, life or death unknown.

The surrounding Wuchuanzhen soldiers exclaimed, all worrying for He Basheng, and Dugu Xin's face was pale.

Li Zhong also gripped the Great Xia Daxia Longque blade.

So strong!

Li Zhong thought to himself.

The Qilin Son of the Cao family, the only one in the north, was indeed so strong!

He Badu loosened the bowstring in his hand. The arrow was like a flying eagle, passing over the vast grassland that was burning, breaking through the quiet river reflecting the fire, and shooting straight at the weakest point of Cao Xuanwei's spear momentum.

Shooting at the point where Cao Xuanwei held the Bronze Sparrow spear, rotated the spear momentum, and grabbed the spear body!

It shot toward the point on the spear shaft that Cao Xuanwei was holding while wielding the Copper Sparrow Spear and rotating the spear momentum!

The long spear in He Ba Yun's hand was twisted into a twist by the fire dragon rolled up by this thrust.

He Bayue only felt that he had fallen into a fire prison, and the air he breathed was scorching, almost scalding his lungs!

And He Badu, the iron-fetal bow in his hand fired two arrows in succession, all were split straight by the spear tip, and then the spear tip pierced the iron-fetal bow raised by He Badu, accompanied by the sound of the bowstring breaking, He Badu's face changed suddenly!

Cao Xuanwei retracted the spear and looked at the somewhat embarrassed father and son four people, nodded slightly, "As expected of the model of the Wuchuan military family, reward with armor!"

Everyone didn't expect that the He Badu father and son four people would lose so quickly. Those three arrows were enough to pierce mountains and rivers, but they were split by a long spear like breaking bamboo.

One must know that He Badu was already a Yin Spirit-level military cultivator. Even if he didn't lead a large army, father and son were of one heart, and he exerted seventy percent of his combat power.

But under Cao Xuanwei's hands, he was defeated so simply.

The garrison soldiers below couldn't hide their shock and astonishment. The eyes looking at Cao Xuanwei were not the eyes of a noble person or a big figure from Chang'an, but the eyes of looking at a strong person!

In the past, among the twenty-eight characters of the Divine State, those who ranked as leaders, in the south, there were the Xie family treasure tree and the Wang family dragon-elephant.

And in the north, there was only Crown Prince Xuanwei!

Now that decades have passed, the twenty-eight characters of the Divine State who achieved the first rank of Core Formation in the past have all achieved Yin Spirit, and they are still respected by these three people.

Li Zhong gripped the Great Xia Daxia Longque blade, lest this newly revived long blade hum loudly.

At this time, on the point-general platform, one hundred sets of Forbidden Army Xuan Armor were bestowed, and He Badu and his three sons all knelt on one knee, thanking the Crown Prince for the reward. At this time, it was no longer the attitude of competing for the imperial court's grace, but with a hint of being convinced.

Forbidden Army Xuan Armor, Cao clan Qilin Son, one grace and one power, finally planted the various things of the Cao clan in everyone's hearts with a posture of strong presence.

"So, there are actually so many people who have taken a fancy to the military family seeds of the Six Garrisons!" Li Zhong suddenly realized, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

"I actually thought that there were dragons and snakes rising here, and not many people saw the potential here..."

Li Zhong was about to turn around and hide in the crowd, when he heard a call from the point-general platform.

"Brother Li!"

Cao Xuanwei held the spear horizontally, suddenly called Li Zhong, and as Li Zhong turned his head slightly, the comrades beside him suddenly gave way to a path, revealing him.

"I came to Wuchuan this time, and another person I wanted to find was Brother Li!"

Cao Xuanwei was gentle, but with a hint of an attitude that could not be refused, "This Bronze Sparrow spear technique of mine is mostly derived from the one displayed by your brother in the past. Otherwise, I would only treat this ancient Bronze Sparrow as a magic treasure, not knowing this kind of change in the divine weapon!"

"I want to ask Brother Li!"

"How much of your brother's heat does my Bronze Sparrow spear have now?"

The military cultivators and noble clans who were well-informed and everything else were suddenly enlightened, whispering to each other, "He is Li Er's brother?"

"Crown Prince Xuanwei is so respectful to that Li Er, could it be that he is really a Primordial Spirit from the Supreme Louguan Dao?"

"It seems that the Cao clan really wants to win over another Primordial Spirit. Also, with one more Primordial Spirit, their pressure in facing the Tuoba clan will be greatly reduced, not to mention that Primordial Spirit of the Supreme Louguan Dao is said to be invincible in the Return to Ruins! It is by no means an ordinary Primordial Spirit!"

"Could it be..."

"The Dao Dao Dao Chen Zhu was born?"

"The Dao Dao Dao Chen Zhu that struck down Dragon City and suppressed the Great Heavenly Demon Murong Chui in the past?"

Li Zhong heard the various discussions around him, and a hint of awe flashed in his eyes.

He backhanded and gripped the Great Xia Daxia Longque blade...

Cao Xuanwei saw this move and laughed, "Brother Li is a member of the Vanguard Camp, why not come up and try?"

"If you win, I will be presumptuous and dare to ask Brother Li to be a Vanguard Camp General!"

"My brother..."

Li Zhong opened his mouth, and then slowly pulled out the inconspicuous broken blade—Great Xia Daxia Longque, gradually calming down, "My blade technique was passed down from my brother. If you want to compare, you can witness it!" ===== CHAPTER 852 =====