The Eagle Forest is located in the southwest of Rang County County, with a complex terrain.

After learning that Yang Xian was in the Eagle Forest, Jin Xin brought three thousand black troops to the sky and rushed there overnight. Finally, at dawn, he saw the tall Yang Xian's big banner standing tall.

So conspicuous and so arrogant.

Jin Xin had no intention of capturing Yang Xian here. In fact, around Rang County, Yang Xian's eight hundred Xiliang cavalry have absolute mobility and combat power.

Yang Xian wanted to come, but Liang Jun couldn't stop him. Yang Xian wanted to leave, but Liang Jun couldn't stop him.

As soon as the Chou Time arrived, it started to rain. By dawn, the rain was getting heavier. Jin Xin was not afraid of being cheated. In fact, among the Shu army, there were only eight hundred cavalry who could reach the Eagle Forest.

Jin Xin has confidence. Although the eight hundred Xiliang cavalry are powerful, the Black Army is not a vegetarian.

Yang Xian was on the four-wheeled carriage and among the two armies, feather fan and Lun Treasure. He saw the Black Army approaching, but he just waved the feather fan slightly, his mind relaxed.

Jin Xin had been training in the army for a long time and was already a general of the army at this time. However, when he first saw the Western Liang cavalry behind Yang Xian, he was also shocked.

Eight hundred knights sat on the Xiliang horse, covered in armor and held a long spear. The forest was dense, and heavy rain fell in the sky, leaving only drizzles, wetting the soldiers' armor and dyeing the war horse's hair.

Quiet! Quiet like a stone statue.

Whether it is the same, it seems to give people an illusion that the guards standing behind the four-wheeler are not the living knights, but the sculptures that have stood in the forest since a long time ago.

What a heart that can make such a brave man? And who can bring out such a strong army?

Jin Xin's eyes turned from the Xiliang cavalry to the four-wheeled carriage.

After watching for a long time, the rain stained his eyes, making Jin Xin's eyes blurred. The sky was dark, and the three thousand black soldiers had been wet in the rain for a long time, looking a little embarrassed, but only the young man on the four-wheeler still had the same charm at this moment.

Under the canopy, the feather fan shook gently, and the rain was poured down, but Yang Xian's body was not covered with any trace of water.

"You are Yang Xian?"

Jin Xin took a step forward, and his words were filled with murderous intent.

“That’s right!”

"My General of the Conquest South defeated 150,000 Chu bandits with 80,000 majestic troops and Wancheng. The army was so powerful that no one in the world could bear it. In this way, how dare you invade my territory?"

But Yang Xian only heard a chuckle.

"Didn't you let me in? Since the general has such a intention, how can he be envious of his love?"

With the ability of the Black Army, it is absolutely impossible for only ten days to stop the Shu Army. The only explanation is that Jin Xin did it on purpose.

Jin Xin looked at Yang Xian again and thought to himself that the young man in front of him was really sharp. He was ordered by Huan Zhong to let the Shu army enter the hinterland of Rang County in order to capture Yang Xian.

But Yang Xian knew this, but he still came, so fast and so close that it was a bit unbearable.

"Yang Xian, do you really think that our army is out of nowhere!"

"I have heard of the name of the Black Army. General Jin Xiu is a generation of great men. He has led 50,000 Black Army troops and guarded Nanyang alone. No hero in the world dares to invade any of them. Since you are the son of Jin Xiu, I wonder how good your father's demeanor is?"

"Yang Xian, what do you mean?"

The feather fan moved lightly and pointed at a swordsman wearing a straw raincoat next to the four-wheeler.

"This is a partial general in our army, and he is unknown. I heard that the Five Tiger Broken Soul Swords handed down by General Jin Xin's family are extremely exquisite, and I want to ask for advice. If the general wins, I will lead the army back to Shu and will never violate the general's jurisdiction from now on."

Jin Xin sneered and pulled out the pine-shaped tiger-shaped knife that he had passed down from his family.

"Collection of the body for him!"

Jin Xin drew his sword and went up. Although he said a competition, the blade came straight towards Yang Xian. The swordsman in the straw raincoat blocked Yang Xian and faced Jin Xiu.

"The tiger leaps through the stream."

Jin Xin jumped into the air, his body was like a full moon, and he waved his sword. The rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and in a faint voice, the sound of tiger roars spread throughout the two armies.

Jin Xin did not hesitate to cut off the swordsman in the straw raincoat, but unexpectedly, the swordsman stopped Jin Xin's swordsman's swordsmanship with just one slash.

"Master!"

At a sudden confrontation, Jin Xin could feel that the person in front of him was not inferior to him in his cultivation. He immediately did not dare to be careless and took more than ten steps back, leaving a place to marching.

Seeing the fierce battle between the swordsman in the straw raincoat and Jin Xin, Yang Xian waved his hand and guarded the six Vajra demon figurines next to the four-wheeled car and walked forward a few steps, getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

The longer Jin Xin fought with the swordsman in the raincoat, the more he felt something was wrong. Why was the swordsman in the strawcoat skill so similar to his own?

When a master meets, the longer the battle is, the more he can't hide his origins.

He forced Jin Xin back with a sword swing, and the swordsman in the straw raincoat jumped into the air, and his body was like a full moon, and he waved his sword down. His moves were exactly the same as Jin Xin just now.

The two swords were connected, and the blade shone with dazzling sparks in the rain.

The swordsman in the straw raincoat came out with a move, and took a few steps back, stopping attacking.

As for this moment, if Jin Xin didn't know the abnormality, he would be a fool. He looked at the swordsman in the straw raincoat and looked solemn.

"The Five Tigers Soul-Broken Swords that I passed on from my family are never passed on. Who are you?"

The swordsman in the straw raincoat took off his hat and showed his true face. He had a beard on his face. When he looked at Jin Xin, his eyes were soft.

"Major General, do you still remember me?"

"Uncle Liao, aren't you dead?"

The moment Jin Xin saw Liao Cheng, he was lost in his heart. The six Vajra Demon figurines who had been waiting on the side took action and attacked Jin Xin.

Everyone thought that the six Vajra Demon figurines were just six guards pushing a cart for Yang Xian. The Black Soldier did not expect that the seemingly ordinary guard would have such momentum as soon as he took action. Even Jin Xin didn't react.

The six Vajra Demon figurines are divided into three groups and go up one by one.

In the first wave of attack, Jin Xin jumped into the air and avoided for the time being. In the second wave of air interception, Jin Xin was punched, groaned, and his body shook. Until the third wave of closing the net, Jin Xin could no longer avoid it. He fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Uncle Liao, you?"

Before Jin Xin fell into a coma, he only saw Liao Cheng looking a little lonely in the rain, and then he didn't know anything.

A Vajra Demon figurine lifted Jin Xin up and quickly moved to Yang Xian's four-wheeled vehicle. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he rushed forward. The black military captain who wanted to rescue Jin Xin was stopped by Liao Cheng and the other five Vajra Demon figurines.

Seeing that his head coach was captured, the Black Soldier on the opposite side cursed: "Yang Xian, you are not trustworthy."

But Yang Xian laughed loudly and waved his feather fan lightly.
Chapter completed!