The desert outside the pass, a thousand miles of yellow sand and red soil, was barren.
In such a place, only the most valiant people could survive. They formed tribes and relied on hunting birds of prey in the sky and subduing poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts in the desert. In addition, they would occasionally enter the pass to plunder. After adapting, they lived like fish in water.
Therefore, in the desert, any tribe, any town, and even any group of merchants had strength that could not be underestimated!
Outside a small town called Boltan, eighteen figures on horseback stood quietly. They stood in a line, standing on high ground and looking at the town.
They were dressed in cold clothes, with scimitars at their waists. Their faces were covered with masks and black scarves, revealing only their eyes. They also wore long black cloaks and Hu riding boots with daggers. They carried large bows on their backs and eighteen arrows each. The Lion-Eyed Horses under them were covered in chainmail, revealing only a pair of cold and heartless eyes like their owners.
This horse was not an ordinary horse. Through special means, a ferocious beast called the Lion-eyed Beast was crossbred with a horse.
It had the nature of a horse being tamed by humans, as well as the bloodlust and endurance of a lion-eyed beast.
Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun!
Not many people in the Great Sui knew about the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun.
However, in the desert outside the pass, it was a famous existence.
No one knew the names of the eighteen riders of Yan Yun, but every time they appeared, they would cause a bloody storm in the desert.
Wherever they went, not even a blade of grass would grow. Even if it was a newborn child or a paralyzed old man, they would not let them go. They would cut off their heads as military merits.
In the desert, the Eighteen Knights of Yanyun represented two words: Demons.
However, at this moment, the eighteen cavalrymen did not make a move. They only looked at Boltan quietly because Boltan had already fallen into despair. Naturally, there was no need for them to make a move.
A white-robed youth was holding a Five-Hook Divine Flying Spear and fighting in the crowd.
The young man was extremely handsome. He was at most fifteen or sixteen years old. His nose bridge was high, his thin lips were slightly curled, and his lips were perfect. His jade-like face was well-defined, and his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples. From then on, he looked cold.
With the silver spear in hand, he was peerless in his killing.
He didn't use any moves. He simply used the basics of the spear technique, piercing, thrusting, slamming, twisting, circling, blocking, grabbing, pouncing, pointing, and pushing. Blood splattered everywhere in the crowd as they fell one by one.
The ground was collapsing. Every step of the young man was like a ferocious beast from ancient times. The force of at least tens of thousands of pounds bombarded the ground, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the ground and continue to spread.
"KILL!"
Bortan was considered a medium-sized town in the desert with a population of more than a thousand people.
More than 600 of them could fight with weapons and were quite fierce.
It had only been 15 minutes since the white-robed youth entered the town to kill people, but he had already killed at least a hundred people.
However, there were still countless enemies surging out from the streets and alleys, and they could not see the end.
Even so, the white-robed youth was not afraid at all. Instead, the spear in his hand became even more violent. Often, when his body swept past, several people's throats exploded into blood.
The eighteen horsemen were terrifyingly quiet. Each and every one of them looked like demons that had walked out of hell.
They were emitting a strong smell of blood. It was not because they had killed someone just now, but because they had killed too many people. The smell of blood was so thick that it could not be dispersed.
"The young duke's strength is getting stronger and stronger. In a one on one, I'm no longer his match.”
The person on the far left said.
He wasn't speaking Chinese, but a minority language. It sounded heroic.
"The young duke's strength has already reached the peak of the first rank, and his strength is a hundred thousand Jin. This time, we came to the desert to break through in battle and enter the peerless realm. You and I are skilled in joint attacks, so we are naturally not a match for the young duke in a one on one fight.”
The second person replied.
"I can already feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is surging towards the young duke. It seems that the young duke is about to break through.”The third person suddenly said.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this. They looked at the town with burning eyes.
In the small town.
The young man in white's exquisite and expensive clothes were already scarlet red, and there were corpses all around his feet. Blood kept flowing out, accumulating into a red river.
The residents of the town smelled the thick smell of blood. Not only did they not retreat, but they also continued to pounce forward with red eyes, not afraid of death.
"KILL!"
The white-robed youth's expression was cold. He was expressionless. Every time he spat out the word 'kill', it would bring about a storm of blood.
No one noticed that there was a gentle breeze blowing from him!
"He is breaking through. Stop him. We must kill him before he breaks through!”
A burly, tanned man with bare arms and wearing tiger skin stepped forward, holding a huge wolf-fang club. He was the strongest person in Bortan and had already reached the peak of the first-rate. The weapon in his hand weighed more than 6,000 pounds. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed drastically.
The young man actually wanted to break through his current realm in battle. How terrifying was that?
There were many situations for martial artists to break through in the world.
However, those who broke through in battle were definitely the ones with the strongest combat strength.
The young man had yet to break through, but he had already killed his way through the small town. If he broke through, who could stop him?
Me?
Although the middle-aged man was confident, there were many First Rated Warriors among the people who had been killed by the young man. They had not reached the peak yet, so they should not have died so easily.
The strength of the youth in front of him was self-evident.
It was very likely that he was at the peak of first-rate!
What about after the breakthrough?
Peerless realm primary stage!
A peerless martial artist was not someone he could resist. He could crush him to death with one hand.
Therefore, he must not let him break through.
When everyone heard the middle-aged man's words, their expressions changed and they became even more ferocious.
"Go, we have so many people. We'll kill him even if we pile him up!”
"We definitely can't let him break through. Everyone, charge. Even if we die, we have to bite off a piece of his flesh!”
"Charge!"
The new book was released. It was a high-level version of the Great Sui. Starting from the Great Sui, it charged toward the Great Tang, killing its way into a prosperous era and killing its way into the world!
Four Fierce and Sixteen Heroes. In novels, the Great Sui was a prosperous age comparable to the Three Kingdoms!
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P.S.: Don't mention that Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang is 13,000 pounds. There's no need to link two different novels together. Otherwise, with so many fantasy novels, everyone will criticize it?
The setting was like this, fantasy, high martial arts.
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