Chapter 120 Sweeping

The eleventh had finally arrived.

Whether it is carefully laid out or unintentional, this top ten masters in the saddest role have stepped in the most correct time the most appropriate place, almost at once will pinch Xu Fengyen’s death point, Li ChunGang to fight with Wu LiuDing who carries the Su Wang sword, each represents the old and new sword Dao leaders in the Jianghu, definitely will not be able to get out of the three strokes and two styles. Wei Shuyang Lv Qiantang four people have all gone to the reeds, is a bloody battle, it is difficult to predict the outcome, is to fight to the death are possible, at this time Xu Fengyen side will only be left with the death of the green bird, as well as Ning Emei and behind the one hundred cavalry, Xu Fengyen turned his head to look to the halberd Ning Emei eager to try, do not need to ask, holding the word of iron halberd of the Northern Liang fierce general nodded, one hand lifted up, thirty cavalry show fan-shaped spread, thirty! Thirty crossbows pointed directly at the long-famous expert in the jianghu, undoubtedly another iron blooded soldiers and martial artists of the old grudge match, with the halberd Ning Emei fend off, Xu Fengyen temporarily not to look at the eleventh, just staring at the swept away old swords god, not that he is too big to underestimate Wang Mingyin, but the peak of the battle of life and death between masters, doomed to the extreme ingenuity of the moves, Li ChunGang, or Wu Liuding, are all the best of the sword road, maybe any one of their shots will be more than a match for the other. Perhaps any one of their moves is more subtle than the moves he picked out from the secret manuals, it is good to look at one more time and memorize the outline, it can benefit him endlessly, Xu Fengyen couldn’t help but murmur, “It’s really the swords that are drawn.”

Li Chun Gang raised the sword and go, Wu Liuding straight face this famous one jiazi sword road seniors, but not afraid, bright and spontaneous smile, one hand twist, bamboo pole spinning away from the shoulder to fly forward, a green shirt stepped and rushed, holding one end of the bamboo pole, actually like the river like the same thing, and then use the bamboo as a sword, the other end of the bamboo pole fiercely inserted into the road, gently drink a cry, “up! ”

That time he had a rod of the Dragon King to overturn the river to lift the boat, this time is hard from the mud road to pry up a large area of heavy soil, smashed into Li Chungang, curved bamboo lifted the dust of the sky, the bamboo pole and then rotated back to the shoulder, a foot boom on the ground, stepped out of a large pit, the feet suddenly splashed up countless dust, should be cracked on the spot, the bamboo pole more than his hands curved pressure out of a stirring arc, his hands and then pressed the twisting of the sub-trigger, the big pole such as a full-moon bow, bounced into the air, hit the piece of the moon, and then the bamboo rod was released into the air. Bouncing into the air, he hit the piece of dust, injecting it with a powerful sword qi.

Li Chun Gang, who was swept up in the air, snorted, and chopped his sword as usual, shattering the dust that was blocking his eyes, and at the same time, smashing the sword qi contained in it to smithereens with a single blow!

Dust in the sky, shooting in the surrounding, mixed with abundant sword qi soil landing stabbed out countless pits, two people two hundred paces apart in the gap on the official road, sword qi dazzle flying, appeared dozens of vertical and horizontal interlocking gullies, see Jing’an Wangfei dumbfounded, she if she stayed on the spot, is not as Xu Fengyen said was really dismantled eight pieces? Fell into a dead body of the end? The power of a light sword, breaking through the air and cracking the earth, is it so horrible and invincible? Princess Pei originally had no impression of the martial arts of the jianghu, but today she saw it with her own eyes and realized the horror. She looked sideways at Xu Fengyen, but did not see any clues in his eyes, and could not tell whether he was confident or disoriented.

Li Chun Gang a sword like a rainbow through the sun, white light blinding, in the dust fell to Wu Liuding in front of the body, this sword is the bamboo sword qi and dust blocking, seems to be not a weak half a point, the bamboo pole back in the hands of Wu Liuding toes point, retreating sharply, not even a fraction of a mile away, the old sword god sword sword down, wrapped in the unparalleled sword will, the Wu family sword crown of the landing spot to stab out a pit as deep as one zhang, the green shirt Wu Liuding laughed softly and said “Good a sword immortal kneeling.” Idle attitude between talking, the bamboo pole is not the slightest stagnation, with a natural circle, swept to the old sword god head, whistling into the wind, hunting sound, the old sword god face cold smile, the vertical son of the latter would not dare in front of the old man to the bamboo pole on the sword road? The hand of the long sword flames skyrocketed, that is, the ordinary eye can see the tip of the sword green mango surrounded, the so-called sword qi, the high realm, is to let the sword give birth to a and heaven and earth connected to the vastness of the world, the world only said it is a great man when to mention the three-foot green blade to kill people to break the enemy, do you really think that it is just a three-foot copper and iron body of the sword?

The one-armed Li Chun Gang landed on the road after a light sword.

Wu Liuding this time no longer avoid its sharpness, bamboo pole does not change trajectory, still sweeping thousands of troops.

The two men’s sword moves are nothing more than a horizontal and a vertical.

Li ChunGang hand green blade and WuLiDing bamboo pole hard hit each other, issued the abnormal clanging sound, piercing the eardrums. Poor Pei Wangfei covered her ears and screamed out, but it was futile, almost spitting out blood, Xu Fengyen slightly frowned and walked in front of her, invisibly blocking the ripples of breath from this collision for her.

Li Chun Gang hand sword and bamboo pole contact, not be bounced away, but as the boat taught Xu Fengyen sword sword moves sword, instantly rebound bamboo pole sixteen times, times horrifying, sharp sword tip was only up to an inch long green aura bloomed to three inches, the onlookers only see the old sword god hand blue and green sword qi dancing wildly, and then it is Wu Liuding bamboo pole bent again and again, finally can not withstand the old god of the sword as if there is no end of the sword qi abuse, thumping, the bamboo pole! After all, it’s just an ordinary bamboo pole, in the middle of the break, get a head start Li ChunGang face no different, take advantage of the situation to WuLiuDing chest, the bamboo pole a break into two, the latter hands each holding half of the cut, a retreat again and again, drifting out of the 20 paces, Li ChunGang then bullying 20 paces, the sword blade is always not away from WuLiuDing the guy’s chest, the tip of the sword away from the half a zhang, the sword qi as a spitting serpent, but only a foot short!

Wu Liuding finally no longer trust, one-handed bamboo pole into two-handed sword, Wu family sword mound to the sword moves unrivaled in the world is known, he can walk out of the mound in the identity of the sword crown, undoubtedly in the art of the sword has the peak of the amazing attainments, the bamboo pole does not have a trace of sword qi, only to the unpredictability of the trick to see the longest, that is, Li ChunGang and other foot in the threshold of the sword immortal sword master, is still the sword momentum to take the domineering way, a forward. Li Chun Gang frowned and then loosened, a slight smile, for some reason convergence of the sword on the green aura, the sword is no longer, just to the sword moves on the sword moves, leisurely walk, see the moves, the two close and fight, dazzling, blink of an eye I do not know swung a hundred sword or a thousand sword.

This side of the fight sound, the world’s eleventh equally eye-opening, away from the sun dynasty has a total of eight kinds of crossbows, in addition to the four crossbows launched by the foot pedal Zhang, the remaining four, in the hands of the Northern Liang iron horsemen in the pivot crossbow the most lethal and huge, can not lose the yellow stirrups to step on the crossbow, so this kind of Northern Liang systematic crossbow was beautifully named “open mountain”, and the Northern Liang knife, the same name. Since I dare to say that the open mountain, the force can be described as amazing, thirty crossbows shooting, buzzing through the air, but the eleventh Wang Mingyin just fearlessly forward and walk, stretch out a hand, pointing to the air in front of the body, the first set of arrows to the point of rain on the ground, a set of rain splash after the beads, the second set of arrows to the sudden arrival of arrows, look of old-fashioned Wang Mingyin no longer single-handedly pointing to the river and the mountains, both hands clenched fists, shirt bulge, is actually put out to resist the crossbow! Several sets of arrows were violently bounced off by his wandering qi outside his body, and were inserted diagonally into the ground, and at one time Wang Mingyin’s back was covered with arrows, and he walked straight towards the 30 horsemen unharmed.

Crossbow, its potential anger, can be called a crossbow.

But this crop man did not move and blocked the crossbow momentum that was continuously splashing ink on his head.

He said he would borrow the head of His Highness to use.

He will do what he said.

Yuan Mang, the captain of the Feng Zi camp, his pupils contracted, staring at the unknown jianghu person, and once he reined in his horse, he steered his horse and brought up his sword to kill. The Northern Liang light horsemen are familiar with each other, Yuan Mang’s two sides of the fan of twenty people again open crossbow to create momentum, behind the remaining ten people followed the lieutenant draws the sword and rushed. Beiliang army attach importance to horse politics first, not to mention the heavy armor iron cavalry how majestic, that is, the light cavalry horses are far from Beiliang outside the cavalry can be comparable, not to mention the phoenix word battalion is the direct line of the Beiliang army guards, the steeds are all heavy varieties, seven feet high, weighing more than 2,000 pounds, under the rushing force, cavalry, whether it is a sword or a gun, like a torrent of rainfall, the immediate combat power is amazing. Pei Nanwei for the spring and autumn state war and not too much understanding, just heard from hearsay that the northern Liang cavalry invincible, today a look at the ten horsemen rushing force, can not help but some dazzled, ten people ten horses have been so, the king of northern Liang under the banner of 300,000 iron horsemen, when the horse trampled on the six kingdoms, what is the pugilistic flames?

But the next scene but let Pei Wangfei wide-eyed, farmer look like a strong man facing the ten horsemen sprint, hands set aside the fan on both sides of the rain of arrows, stride run up to the brunt of the lieutenant Yuan Mang high head horse will be raw and hard to collide with the Princess of Jing’an expected village farmers blood splattered three feet of cruelty did not appear, but the mute man hit the mountain hit the folded the horse’s neck, will be the Yuan Mang even with the horse and knocked out, Yuan Mang could not even wait for the horse to fly out. Yuan Mang even had no time to slash his sword, the man then accelerated his pace, his feet stamped on the ground like a roar, not losing the sound of horses’ hooves, his hands spread out, propped up on the two horses, and then suddenly exerted his strength, and then the two riders following Yuan Mang were suspended by four hooves, and then fell out horizontally!

Pei Nanwei, who was born in a literary family and raised in a golden cage by King Jing’an, slightly opened his mouth wide and looked puzzled, is there such a martial artist with brawn like a god under the sky?

Being this crop man a breath of air to throw away three war horses, the side of the two Northern Liang knife finally took the opportunity to cut to, the strength of the man’s face sinking like water, both hands holding the world’s most prevalent sharpness of the systematic Liang knife, just a twist, it was curled up by him.

“Come down.”

Only hearing him calmly utter two words, two valiant light cavalrymen were ripped off their horses and thrown out by him.

This hanyou was at the head of a warhorse that stopped sharply, its hooves raised high and stepped down heavily!

His bushy hands retracted in lightning, high above his head, gripping the hooves of the horse with a thousand pounds of force, and with a cold snort, he tore the steed apart!

How much chi does it take to tear a warhorse under the inertia of a charge into two pieces alive?

Without a mount, the Feng Zi Battalion cavalry fell, and was smashed in the chest by the Zhuangzi man, his armor and chest exploded together, killing him on the spot, blood and flesh.

The next few riders were all easily thrown out by this brave man, no one was spared.

Pei Nanwei can’t bear to look again, subconsciously glanced to the Northern Liang Shi Zi standing in front of him, his back is still upright, moved, finally can see some of his side face angles, but can’t see the expected panic, which makes Pei Nanwei very disappointed, that man is unstoppable, and said that he wants to borrow the head, this Xu Fengnian is really not afraid in the slightest? Pei Nanwei again looked to the battlefield, only a photo, His Highness’s personal guards cavalry will lose several, but more so Pei Wangfei shocked is this cruel situation, the rest of the phoenix word battalion cavalry is still like His Highness’s waist as straight, to the bloody scene blind, especially the big halberd holding a burly general, shrouded in a heavy black armor, even with the man with the armor plus the iron halberd, how to say that there are more than four hundred pounds, in the face of loss, just Riding on a horse, still, good terrible iron heart! Pei Wangfei has a heart of sorrow, North Liang soldiers are so heartless?

Halberd Ning Emei lifted his arm to hold the halberd, the tip of the halberd pointed at the eleventh Wang Mingyin, ten of the twenty riders remained silent and raised the crossbow, ten riders continued to launch a sprint.

The first ten riders behind this man did not die in the light cavalry, the lightly wounded re-mounted in formation, and the seriously wounded sat on the ground, picking up the crossbow.

Hidden to form a pincer attack.

Northern Liang against the enemy, the only way to fight is to die.

Princess Jing’an looked at the ten riders who spared no life to gallop forward, in the past, when she heard King Jing’an Zhao Heng talk about it, she always didn’t understand the bone chilling coldness of his words, and she finally somewhat understood the meaning of the words.

In a trembling voice, she asked, “Can your light cavalry block it?”

Xu Fengyen did not make a sound, gazing at Li Chun Gang and Wu Liuding’s top sword battle over there, his forehead was already seeping drops of sweat, all he could do now was to memorize and write down all the sword techniques that could be seen through by himself, which could be millions of times more exhausting than reciting the fixed form of Go, the old Sword God gave up the Sword Dipper and used it, with Wu Liuding purely using the sword technique against the sword technique, and both of their sword strokes were purely perfect and wonderful, and the old man didn’t have the idea of letting him benefit from watching the battle. The old man may not have the idea of letting him watch the battle for his own benefit, so he can’t waste this good intention! Wu family sword mound took a goat path, abandon the ethereal sword intention, alone seek a sword out of no one to solve the trick, rumor has it that the mound of swordsmen everyone withered as ghosts, many of which challenge fell by the Wu family confinement of the mastery of the sword everyone, life can only feed the sword to the Wu family descendants of the sword, over time, the sword mound not only burying the sword hidden sword hundreds of thousands of swords, but also detailed records of the world’s swords in eight or nine times out of ten. On the road, although Wu Liuding’s two bamboo swords are getting shorter and shorter, his moves are getting more and more dominant and fierce, as the saying goes, an inch short and an inch dangerous, even if Wu Liuding is getting more and more at a disadvantage in the situation, but he can use his bamboo sword to fight against the enemy’s name in the Sword Dipper of the old Sword God of a hundred strokes without losing, enough to be proud of himself.

Xu Fengyen slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, muttered to himself a sentence behind Pei Wangfei confused words, “Technical work, when rewarded!”

When Pei Wangfei saw the second set of light cavalry being destroyed by the han who stepped all the way here, and the halberd warrior general who didn’t move like a mountain was finally going to start charging and killing, she couldn’t help but ask worriedly, “If even this general can’t stop it, what should you do?”

Unfortunately, Xu Fengnian remained oblivious.

In a fit of anger, Princess Jing’an raised her hand to whack the back of His Highness, the Prince of Northern Liang, this was a subconscious action, just not waiting for her to strike, was embroidered winter knife sheath ruthlessly hit the abdomen, she instantly pale crouched down on the ground, her body curled up, unusually strangled, her eyes were already filled with tears, almost thought that she was going to die.

Out of the hand not at all compassionate Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and looked away from the reeds, for the big halberd Ning Emei personally out of the battlefield, still ignored.

The green bird softly said, “If Ning Emei loses, the slave girl begs for a weapon.”

Xu Fengnian curiously asked, “What is it?”

Qing Bird had a complicated look on her face as she bowed her head and said, “The Shakura Gun.”

Xu Fengyen froze for a moment, turned his head and said, “Where did I get this weapon that was the famous weapon of the Gun Immortal Wang Xiu back then.”

The green bird looked towards the carriage and calmly said, “It has been hidden in the axle.”

Xu Fengyen was surprised, “Green Bird, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with Wang Xiu?”

Qing Bird softly said, “He is my father and killed my mother.”

Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart, hesitated and said, “If Ning Emei is defeated, then he is defeated, I didn’t think that he and a hundred light cavalry would be able to completely tire out Wang Mingyin, at that time, when the eleventh in this world’s strength is exhausted, you will then make your move.”

Crouching on the ground with her hands cupping her stomach, Princess Pei raised her head and gritted her teeth, “Xu Fenian, aren’t you afraid that these hundred people will die out?!”

Xu Fengyen turned his head to look at Princess Jing’an who was no longer able to maintain her airy and graceful demeanor, and calmly said, “What do you know?”

Pei Nanwei, who could only talk to Xu Fengnian by tilting her head, laughed nervously, “What do I know? What’s the difference between you, the Prince of Northern Liang King, and Zhao Xun, the Prince of Jing’an King? It is not the same to retreat from the battlefield, only know how to let the people whose lives are as low as ants in your eyes go to die for nothing? I’m going to watch how you kneel down and beg for forgiveness to that jianghu reckless man today!”

“Then you wait.”

Xu Fengyen turned his head to look at the sparring match between the green shirt Wu Liuding and the sheepskin furred old Sword God, no surprise, Li Chun Gang’s good temper was going to run out, and what followed would be some really hearty battles.

The green bird stared at Pei Nanwei.

One was a humble and unspeakable slave girl, while the other was an extremely honorable and wealthy princess.

At that moment, the green bird looked down on Pei Nanwei, who was creeped out and silenced.

Pei Wangfei watched this servant girl with murderous eyes walk towards the carriage, bending down and pulling out an axle, which shattered in her hands, revealing a scarlet lance.

The name of the spear was Shakura?