Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 864 865: Listen, the Warhorses Neigh!

The strong wind sounded like a drum.

Under the blazing sun, an ancestral sword embedded itself in the wall, swaying with the wind, trembling repeatedly like cicadas' chirping, sending chills down one's spine.

Gu Qingyun stood motionless, watching intently.

Closest to Chen Yang, Hua Yunfei's guts were torn apart, his whole body shaking, struggling to remain standing.

The wind was growing stronger.

Even here at the foot of the mountain, the sound of maple leaves being swept by the wind on the Northern Mountain could be clearly heard.

Yang Hu handed over a cigarette.

Chen Yang lit the cigarette, drew out a handkerchief, wiped his five fingers in the palm, and slightly raised his head to gaze at the vast sky.

Silence, grim.

Many present were trembling, their limbs chilled with terror.

Although none were ordinary folks, all had significant backgrounds, like Ye Jinzhou, among the younger generation of Qingyue Valley, ranked in the top three.

Yet, with a lift of his hand and a stomp of his foot, Chen Yang pinned Ye Jinzhou to the wall without him resisting a single move.

Such formidable power explains the wave of notoriety that he stirred in Shisu Town within days, boldly disregarding Biluo Sword Valley.

Standing in place, Hua Yunfei felt a prickling sensation, then brought a cup of tea to Chen Yang, saying, "Master, have so tea."

The strength of the crowd could be described as formidable, yet Hua Yunfei was completely certain that this stronghold would soon be obliterated.

Chen Yang took the tea, sipped lightly, it turned out to be aged Pu'er, the fragrant aroma intoxicating, leaving an endless aftertaste with just a sip.

Gu Zhiqing stood aside, silent from start to finish.

The atmosphere on-site seed almost tangible.

As things progressed to this point, everyone realized the gravity of the situation, undoubtedly underestimating Chen Yang's power entirely.

"As an elder, Gu Qingyun shouldn't be below par, right?"

"Hard to say! Look at his expression now, it's like he's swallowed a dead fly."

At present, everyone was astute, with keen minds adept at reading situations, and many began considering retreat.

Moreover, as Chen Yang took initiative, does anyone really seek death?

"Trouble might erge today; should we withdraw together?"

Initially here to network with Biluo Sword Valley, now preferring self-preservation, they naturally hoped all would rise and fall together.

"Perhaps it's not a losing battle, what if we are overly pessimistic? Leaving now not only brushes off Biluo Sword Valley, but Chen Yang may also not let us go peacefully."

After hushed debates, many felt uneasy, remorseful at heart, knowing they could only remain steadfast.

"Master, there is wine inside, care for a discussion?"

Reluctantly, after so hesitation, Hua Yunfei spoke up.

Chen Yang put down the teacup, picked up a towel to dry off his hands ticulously, gazed at Gu Qingyun and said, "Better not eat before killing soone."

The words revealed imminent murder.

Hua Yunfei flinched, scared witless.

Others, in desolation.

"Humph!"

Finally breaking the silence, Gu Qingyun spoke coldly, "Such disdain for my Biluo Sword Valley, you are the first."

"I admit you are strong, but Biluo Sword Valley is not to be underestimated!"

Pointing to Gu Zhiqing, he said, "About this, I believe the betrayer should have briefed you?"

"What she knows is re skin-deep. The profound foundation of Biluo Sword Valley is beyond your imagination."

"How can you challenge Biluo Sword Valley, when you haven't even entered the realm of Divine Conquest? Hmm?"

Words powerfully spoken, echoing with confidence throughout the air.

Chen Yang stood with hands behind, speechless.

"The old chap is stalling for ti, probably waiting on reinforcents." Yang Hu leaned against a pillar, gnawing a toothpick, spoke sarcastically.

Gu Qingyun's gaze deepened; indeed, he was waiting reinforcent, soon to arrive.

This ti, a fragnted map appeared in Shisu Town, a battlefield advantageous to Biluo Sword Valley over any other force for logistics and personnel supplentation.

Thus, relentless influx of troops.

Determined to obtain this piece of the fragnted map for Biluo Sword Valley.

At this mont.

Nearing noon, scorching sun hung high.

The entire Northern Mountain area was bustling.

However, when a troop of two thousand Heavy Armored Cavalry, fully armored, holding war lances, took heavy strides cloaked in a murderous aura along the mountain trail, everyone fell into imnse consternation.

Like a steel torrent, spanning the mountain path towards Biluo Sword Valley's base.

Swirling yellow sands, overshadowing the sun.

All knew this was Biluo Sword Valley's Heavy Armored Cavalry.

Despite not being as fad as the City Lord's Mansion's Silver Armored Guards, in the southern Yuning Mountain region, this cavalry is notorious, with widespread fa.

A year ago, two semi-secluded families refused Biluo Sword Valley's annexation, prompting this cavalry's two-thousand to demolish everything into ruins, sparing none.

"My heavens, what is Biluo Sword Valley planning?"

Battle lances broke the void, a stance for battle, indicating trouble within Biluo Sword Valley's base! Chen Yang is in for trouble now."

For, this Heavy Armored Cavalry is the core force of Biluo Sword Valley, only mobilized during major events.

"Terrifying—if these climb the mountain, who can dare contest against Biluo?"

At the foot, saturated with thick ominous air, even the blazing sun pales compared to these two thousand's glittering armor.

Such formidable scene is rare.

Considering, Mu Ling'er's escort of Silver Armored Guards was rely hundreds this ti.

"I am waiting for reinforcents indeed!"

In the stronghold, Gu Qingyun confessed freely, "Today, you are trapped."

"Listen."

Making a listening gesture, he added, "Can you hear the sound of iron hooves?"

"This is my Biluo Sword Valley's two thousand Heavy Armored Cavalry."

Gu Qingyun stood proudly, eyeing Chen Yang condescendingly, as if at a dead person.

Two thousand Martial Guards, stationed outside the stronghold's gate.

The wind like drums, billowing cloaks; blazing sun illuminating war lances prominently.

War horses neighed, exploding under this vast sky, echoing loudly.

"Chen Yang!"

Gu Qingyun pointed at Chen Yang, shouting arrogantly, "Why not kneel and accept death?!"

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