Along the way, Master Zhiwen looked down from the air and saw the hell-like Shura blood killing scene!
Those ferocious faces, the cracked swords, and the torn bodies inevitably deeply stimulated Master Zhiwen's heart.
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A captive cavalry walked on a horse and rushed towards the two soldiers in the arms of the Great Wei army, not far away. His eyes flashed with bloodthirsty harsh light, and the corners of his raised mouth were filled with the feeling of excitement extracted from the murder!
The war horse stepped past, and a Wei army infantry made a thrust into his heart. He held the bare rod that had already broken the spear head tightly and stabbed it straightly! But the war horse bra made of pig iron, especially this broken weapon, could pierce it!
Before he could even scream, the Wei army infantry was immediately smashed into pieces. The blood from his body torn limbs splashed on the face of another disabled soldier who had long been crippled and slumped on the face of the Wei army infantry who had been slumped on the ground. The warm blood made him crazy in an instant. But before he could lift his body up, the cruel cavalry stepped past him, kicked the man's head with an iron hoof, and scattered on the ground with a broken bone mixed with red and white objects. The body, which had long been broken, fell to the ground.
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On the other side, several enfeoffed cavalry were holding spears and fighting against the Great Wei cavalry. The Great Wei cavalry was quite brave. More than ten wounds were left on his body, but he still fought to the death! His face had deep wrinkles and his temples were grayish-white. He was obviously an old soldier in the army!
He showed a decisive look on his face. While he was shot again in his waist, he also sent the spear in his hand into the heart of a captive cavalry on his right side!
But the other cavalrymen were not spectators. At this moment, three or four spears stabbed into the chest and abdomen of the old soldiers of the Great Wei army. One of them even slammed his wrist and pulled it out, and immediately pulled out a long list of broken internal organs!
The old soldier of the Great Wei army screamed and then fell off his horse. He was trampled into a meat paste on the spot and disappeared from human form.
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The infantry battle formations were broken by the captive cavalry, and the cavalry troops were scattered and strangled. What Master Zhiwen saw was that the captives ruthlessly reaped the lives of the soldiers of the Great Wei army. Although the Great Wei army also fought back, they were all tired and weak!
From the early morning to the evening, everyone was exhausted, but the advantage of the captive army in terms of numbers was becoming more and more obvious at this moment. They still had the strength, and the Great Wei army could only shrink into a formation and resist stubbornly. But in this constant strangulation, it was only a matter of time before it perished.
Master Zhiwen is not a saint. At this moment, he is also holding a raging fire deep in his heart! When he saw three or four cavalrymen ruthlessly waving the butcher knife at a young man under fifteen or sixteen years old, he finally exploded!
Master Zhiwen, who fell from the sky, swept across his palm with a palm wind, and instantly overturned all the envoys and cavalrymen who rushed up around him! But Master Zhiwen was compassionate and did not kill him, but made these envoys become more and more arrogant! Not only did they not retreat, but more and more people shouted to surround him and kill him! For a moment, even masters like Master Zhiwen could not use them!
You should know that Master Zhiwen did not want to kill people, so he kept his hands everywhere and tried his best to protect the young man behind him. But that was not the case with the captive soldiers. They had a fierce move and showed fierce eyes. They didn't care whether the person came was a monk or not. They just wanted to split Master Zhiwen into pieces!
As one goes up and down, Master Zhiwen finally failed. When he turned around, he saw the boy who had been chopped up by a random knife. The bright blades embedded in the boy's body were like being inserted into his own body, which made Master Zhiwen's heart suddenly burst out with endless sorrow!
The blood-stained cassock floated beside him, not sure who gave it, but at this moment, the young man's death seemed to have moved the deepest shackles in Master Zhiwen's heart, which made a memory that had been sealed for a long time suddenly open!
Master Zhiwen roared to the sky, and his voice shook the world! The endless gust of wind instantly flew out the surrounding soldiers and cleared the surrounding battlefield dozens of feet in a flash!
He could finally see the boy clearly, with a pretty face, and his innocence and childishness remained between his eyebrows. His thin cheeks were slanted by a steel knife, revealing the thick white bones inside. His entire body was broken and there was no longer any vitality.
Master Zhiwen's eyes were wet and moist. He took off his robe from his shoulder and gently draped it on the boy's body. The compassion on his face could move even if he was a fierce man with a heart like iron stone.
But unfortunately, Master Zhiwen is facing a group of emotionally unsatisfied evil spirits from hell!
The surrounding soldiers who were blown away did not retreat at all because of Master Zhiwen's explosion. Their hearts were already filled with killing. Now they were just killing machines, and they would only cruelly harvest their lives, without emotions, without consciousness, and endless evil spirits filled the battlefield, like a big hand pushing their murderous intent behind them, urging them to become a Shura in the world!
"Amitabha, I wisely heard that I will break the precepts."
Put his hands together and recite the Buddha's name. Master Zhiwen lowered his eyebrows and seemed to be unaware of the countless enemy soldiers who rushed towards him. But the aura on his body was as deep as a sea, and it was hard to figure out. If a master of the power realm was here, he would definitely see the strangeness of Master Zhiwen's aura. After this breath, what was brewing was a power that was enough to flatten mountains and break the sea!
Master Zhiwen stepped out and walked deep into the battlefield. As he stepped down, the enfeoffed soldiers rushing up from around him were swept by a powerful wave of aura and flew backwards without exception!
Wherever Master Zhiwen passed, no one could enter within ten feet of him, as if he had opened up a path in the middle of the battlefield! Master Zhiwen just moved forward indifferently, disintegrating and shattering all obstacles ahead!
Perhaps by completely suppressing the enemy master named Shanyue Elder, you can end this Shura catastrophe.
The Ghost King of the Abyssal Hell, I am here!
====The dividing line for subduing demons and demons====
The wind is howling and the yellow sand is rolling.
The blood-stained robe flies in the wind, and the spiritual light radiates on Zhiwen's palm. It is a mysterious magic seal that can make people obsessed with just a glance.
Zhiwen ignored the elder of the mountain who was lying on his chest with the double-edged battle axe not far away and was solemnly waiting for him. Instead, he turned around and looked at Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, who were sitting cross-legged with extreme cold power scattered.
Ling Feixian didn't say anything, but her face was very bad at this moment, pale and bloody. The meridians that had just recovered from vitality suddenly withered after Duan Yifei untie the resonance of the holy body, and the whole person suddenly fell into a state of ignorance and false death! At this moment, Duan Yifei was sitting cross-legged again and cut off the healing wounds, but he could not enter the previous resonance of the holy body for a long time. Seeing the increasingly withered Ling Feixian, he was anxious!
After forcing the elder of the mountain to retreat, Zhiwen's spiritual sense, which seemed to be about to be cut off by someone, suddenly weakened to the extreme. Although there was still some residual, it was no longer harmful.
Is the source of spiritual awareness these two donors?
Master Zhiwen looked at Ling Feixian's condition and immediately launched a helping hand. He pushed his right hand forward, pinched the fearless seal out with his palm, pointed his left hand towards the ground, and pinched the demon-subduing seal. The two seals shone together, and a ray of agility floated out of Master Zhiwen's body, wrapped around Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, wrapped them like silk, soaking their bodies, repairing their injuries bit by bit, and actually allowing the two to enter the state of resonance that is rich and fusion!
This method is really superb and almost a god. Duan Yifei showed an incredible expression. The elder of the mountain in the distance, as a peak artistic master, understood even more clearly what kind of shocking power this method represents!
The axe body shook, and a thin layer of smoke and dust rose under the foot of the elder of the mountain. It was not like the previous overwhelming momentum, but a more delicate method of using true energy.
"Who are you, and why do you want to ruin my good deeds!"
"Amitabha, I am wise. I am merciful. I don't want to see the creatures here. You are too determined to kill, so I have to take action."
"Nonsense, fight if you want to fight!"
The elder of the mountain was not afraid at all. The battle axe in his hand swept across, without raising any dust, but a fierce aura condensed on the axe blade, and its power increased twice as much as before! The raised iron cast muscles contracted at this moment, but a metal-like oily luster began to flash on the surface of the skin. A faint sense of pressure enveloped Master Zhiwen, like a beast that opened the gate, ready to fight!
This is obviously the peak state of the mountain elder. The methods that had fought Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian before were more inferior to those of the mountain elder at this moment. If the mountain elder had fought Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian in this state, I'm afraid the two would not be able to hold on for ten rounds!
Chapter completed!