Chapter 28 Tears are like pear blossoms, and the name of the gun is hard to overcome!
Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

Although he didn't quite understand the reason, Luo Cheng still waved his hand very decisively.

Just for a moment.

The eighteen black knights came behind Gao Changsheng like ghosts.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun were Luo Yi’s personal guards.

Although he followed Luo Cheng this time, it was only to ensure Luo Cheng's safety. In fact, he was outside the Sui army.

Looking at the eighteen riders who followed orders with strict discipline and were cold and decisive.

Admiration flashed in Gao Changsheng's eyes again.

This is already a force with a will of its own.

Except for Luo Yi and Luo Cheng, no one else can be mobilized at all.

"Do you dare to follow me into battle?"

Stroking the spear in his hand, Gao Changsheng spoke softly.

There was no sound in response, only eighteen beams of pure murderous intent appeared.

"Haha! Follow me!"

Gao Changsheng laughed out loud.

He urged his mount to shoot out like a sharp arrow.

The eighteen black riders did not lag behind at all, forming a V-shaped formation and following Gao Changsheng.

The red energy and blood surged between heaven and earth.

Gao Changsheng's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he slowly raised the spear in his hand.

The black shell wrapped around the spear shattered into pieces, revealing a spear with an ancient shape.

The spear was completely red, with red light shining through it.

There are unique patterns carved on the gun body. At first glance, they look like blooming blood-red pear blossoms, but upon closer inspection, they look like falling tears.

The moment the gun is revealed.

Fu Cailin, who was far away, suddenly felt his body tremble and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"When the world is in trouble, tears will fall like pear blossoms! All people are in sorrow, and we will fight through the disaster with guns!"

"Gao Zhaoxuan's Du Nan Spear, so you are the son of Gao Jiong."

There was no response in the field.

There is only a gun intention that moves forward without retreat!
"As expected of the son of Gao Zhaoxuan, you dare to attack me with just a dozen riders."

“Although you don’t know your own limitations, you are still respectable and admirable!”

Fu Cailin smiled softly, then shook his head.

"If it were normal times, I would have shown some mercy."

"It's a pity that the two countries are at war now. With such talent and the fact that you are the son of Gao Jiong, we really can't keep you here!"

As he spoke, Fu Cailin took a step forward.

The Dharma body behind him shook instantly, and a huge whirlwind rose out of thin air.

A dazzling sword light fell from the sky.

The sharp sword intent permeated downwards.

"Brother Gao..."

Luo Cheng exclaimed, his eyes filled with worry.

Nineteen figures moved forward courageously, their blood and energy surging into the sky revealing endless determination.

How could such a scene not shock people?

Especially a son of a military family like Luo Cheng.

It was just a start, and Luo Cheng knew clearly that he could not achieve what Gao Changsheng did.

It has been quite some time since he came here from Peking with the Eighteen Riders, but he is unable to control them as easily as Gao Changsheng.

The situation on the field at this moment looked like one person acting in unison.

Although he understood it in his heart, Luo Cheng still couldn't help but be fascinated by it and wished he could take her place.

Such a scene was truly extremely attractive to a cavalry general like him.

However, with Fu Cailin's move.

The situation changed rapidly.

The huge Dharma image slowly pressed down.

The group of people who were originally moving forward rapidly suddenly seemed to become a small boat in the raging waves.

In such a situation, how could Luo Cheng not be worried.

The gap is too big!
After all, Fu Cailin was too strong and the number of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun was too small.

"One is like eighteen, and eighteen is like one!"

"It's a good army, but not enough!"

Fu Cailin's voice rolled down like thunder.

Along with the sound, a terrifying momentum rolled down, and the dark clouds began to surge like boiling water.

The sword energy around him shrank.

But Fu Cailin did not draw his sword. He just stretched out his right hand, turned it into a giant palm, and slapped forward.

"Brother Gao..."

As the giant palm slapped down, the entire plain was filled with wind and clouds, and terrible whirlwinds carrying yellow sand rose up one after another.

Luo Cheng and others could no longer see the scene before them clearly.

Looking around, all you can see is the yellow sand covering the sky and a giant hand that seems to be falling from the sky.

Although I can't see the specific situation.

But there is no need to think about the pressure that Gao Changsheng and others in the center would have to bear in such a horrific scene.

Luo Cheng held the spear tightly, and his teeth were almost broken.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change anything.

At this moment, Luo Cheng felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body.

Compared to Luo Cheng.

Fu Jun'er, who was standing next to Fu Cailin, was completely different, with a look of joy on her face.

"Unbelievable!"

Fu Jun'er spat out a few words with disdain.

Then she looked at Fu Cailin, and just as she was about to speak, her body suddenly shook.

Because a sound suddenly exploded.

"rise!"

"Brother Gao!"

Luo Cheng, who was far away, was the first to speak in surprise.

"how is this possible?"

Fu Jun'er turned her head abruptly, not daring to exclaim confidently.

Even Fu Cailin showed something strange.

"This is really beyond my expectation that you can block my palm!"

"Huh? How is that possible!"

As soon as the words fell, another exclamation was heard.

This time, the one who exclaimed was Fu Cailin.

Fu Cailin, who had always been calm and composed since his appearance, as if he had everything under control, lost his composure for the first time.

The pair of pupils were in a divergent state, and the facial features that were originally squeezed together suddenly dispersed.

His eyes were filled with shock.

Fu Jun'er was also shocked.

She didn't discover anything, but was surprised by Fu Cailin's condition.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never seen Fu Cailin have such emotions.

You know, even when he knew that the Sui Dynasty had sent hundreds of thousands of troops to invade Goryeo, Fu Cailin only frowned and quickly regained his confidence.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Fu Cailin did not answer, his eyes just stared at the sky ahead.

Fu Jun'er was puzzled, but quickly turned her head away.

Then she saw the horrifying side.

The howling wind and yellow sand suddenly stopped at some point.

A strange energy suddenly appeared.

Fu Jun'er shivered unconsciously because the temperature in the field suddenly began to drop sharply for some unknown reason.

"This is murderous intent. Where does such a terrifying murderous intent come from?"

Fu Jun'er was not a person without insight, and she immediately saw the reason for the change.

And the next moment, she knew the reason.

A huge scimitar suddenly appeared, with the blade pointing upwards into the sky.

In just a moment, the strong wind in the air was shattered.

And then it just passed by.

Fu Jun'er was stunned, not only because of the sudden appearance of the scimitar, but also because when the scimitar appeared just now, she seemed to vaguely see a terrifying shadow flash by.

The yellow sand dissipated.

Gao Changsheng's figure reappeared in front of everyone.

The huge scimitar fell quickly and then disappeared.

But now everyone can notice the difference.

Because the aura of Gao Changsheng and his group was changing drastically.

Especially the eighteen riders who were originally following Gao Changsheng, now flashing and disappearing, as if all of them were about to merge into the void.

But the aura on them is expanding violently.

"This, how is this possible..." Fu Cailin was still talking to himself.

At this moment, Luo Cheng was also shocked, but his shock was different from Fu Cailin's simple shock.

Luo Cheng was shocked, but more excited.

"Is this... the military soul?"

(End of this chapter)