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"kill!"

Chen Qinglong has already reached the state of Qi Transformation. He wields a long sword like a splash of wind, and his sword skills are unparalleled.

On the long knife, a faint green aura appeared, which was the characteristic of the Qi in the Qi Transformation Realm breaking out of the body and manifesting its appearance. The green aura covered the blade, and the gleaming light circulated, allowing a person to The ordinary long sword became like a magic weapon, extremely sharp.

Amid the shouts, Chen Qinglong was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, picking, poking, slashing, and splitting with his long sword. The sword was deadly, and no one could defeat him. Several soldiers stabbed him with their spears, and the blade struck down, shining green, like a horse. Practice it as usual and draw it across to form the sword energy, then cut the spear and its owner in half, and blood will flow.

Blood spattered on Chen Qinglong's body, and his face, combined with his murderous and ferocious face, was like a demon crawling out of a pile of dead people. His momentum was so powerful that the soldiers who stopped him kept retreating and did not dare to step forward.

Chen Qinglong's men were all delighted to see how powerful their boss was, and their morale soared. They brandished their weapons and howled to kill Shen Faxing's soldiers. They were as powerful as tigers and their attacks became more and more fierce.

Many of Shen Faxing's soldiers are refugees and bandits he recruited. They themselves have little fighting power. It is okay to fight with the wind. Once they encounter strong resistance and their morale drops, they will be defeated immediately.

Chen Qinglong and his men are all veterans who can serve as spies arranged by Du Fuwei in the Central Plains. They all have extraordinary martial arts skills. When their blood energy rises, everyone becomes a ferocious wolf and kills without mercy. After only a moment of fighting, Shen Faxing noticed something was wrong.

"Where did these people come from?"

Seeing Chen Qinglong fighting in and out of the soldiers, the scholar in Tsing Yi was shocked and his eyebrows jumped.

Shen Faxing pressed the scimitar, his face was gloomy, his eagle-like eyes flashed with cold light, he stared at Chen Qinglong who was wielding the long sword, and shouted softly, "He is Du Fuwei's man, and he is using Du Fuwei's personal soldiers." I'm a swordsman all the way in the city. Enemies meet on a narrow road. If I escape here, won't this old fox Du Fuwei let me go?"

The scribe was shocked when he heard this. He knew about the past grudges between Shen Faxing and Du Fuwei. They were sworn enemies when they competed for Jiangnan. Another reason was that both of them had fallen in love with a woman.

However, Du Fuwei has already entered Chang'an, and his ambition to conquer the world has been worn away by women. The scribe shook his head and said: "My lord, it is not Du Fuwei who sent people to hunt you down. There is no need for him to do that."

After staring at Chen Qinglong and the others who couldn't take them down for a long time, Shen Faxing's gloomy face looked ferocious under the firelight. He gritted his teeth and shouted solemnly, "Kill, you will be rewarded with a hundred gold for each person you kill!"

"Lord?" The scribe looked at Shen Faxing with some surprise and confusion. At this time, there was absolutely no need to continue fighting.

Shen Faxing pulled out his scimitar, and his already somewhat rickety body stood up straight, staring at Chen Qinglong, "I am here today thanks to Du Fuwei, who occupied my territory and took away what I love. I kept retreating and kept retreating. Retreat, retreat now, I have nothing left!”

At this moment, Shen Faxing was like a lone wolf on the grassland, licking his scars alone with a solemn gaze.

"I have no choice but to retreat. How can a man be so useless when he is born to be a good man? Although I, Shen Faxing, am not a hero, I am not a coward either. If I were to retreat against Du Fuwei's men today, Du Fuwei would That old man in Chang'an will also laugh at me if he hears it."

Pressing the scimitar, Shen Faxing recalled how majestic it was when he raised an army, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers at his disposal, and he became the king and hegemony. Back then, he had also been glorious and was one of the heroes fighting for hegemony in this land. His opponent was Li Yuan. , Yu Wenhua and such a hero as Dou Jianxiong, now, he is like a lost dog, panicking all day long, running around.

Has he been reduced to the point where he no longer has the courage to fight against a powerful enemy?

"Let's go. After being with me for so many years, I know that you have ambitions. Now that Li and Tang are unifying, if you change your name, you can show off what you have learned. If you follow me, you will not get ahead. "

Shen Faxing glanced at the scribe for the last time, lifted the reins of the horse, slapped the horse's butt, the green-maned horse neighed, Shen Faxing pressed the scimitar and came out from the dust.

"kill!"

Ning Wuque had a long sword in his hand. Due to the skill, he could not practice martial arts, so he only used ordinary moves. However, under his powerful spiritual consciousness, ordinary moves also burst out with terrifying power.

The monster race's strong sense of crisis and terrifying prediction ability allow Ning Wuque to predict the opponent's next move in advance, and the body will respond accordingly. For the beast, this is an instinct, just like seeing a scary thing. Something that makes people tremble instinctively.

Dozens of cavalry besieged Ning Wuque and Ning Wushuang. As Shen Faxing's personal guards, these people had good martial arts skills, but even so, they still lost four or five people at the hands of the Ning brothers. Shen Faxing's heavy reward made these people People are attacking more and more fiercely. Without the use of demonic energy, Ning Wuque can only retreat step by step.

Qi is what differentiates cultivators from ordinary people. Even if Yan Chixia doesn't control Qi, Ning Bowu can fight to a draw with him.

Chen Qinglong's sword swung away the spear that was stabbing him, and Shen Faxing's heavy reward also made these ordinary soldiers burst out with good fighting power. Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone humans?

One by one, Chen Qinglong's eyes turned red. In the desperate effort, some of Chen Qinglong's men also died. Even he had a few blood marks on his body. He was breathing heavily, and suddenly there was a loud shout in his ears, the sound of killing came, and a sharp sword flash. He slashed towards him like a sword.

when……

The long knife blocked, a terrifying force hit, gold and iron clashed, sparks flew everywhere, Shen Faxing used the sprint of the horse and his own burst of power to slash down with the knife, directly knocking Chen Qinglong away.

Shen Faxing's scimitar was thick and wide, with a blood groove on the back of the blade, like a crescent moon. Combined with the horse fighting, the lethality was amazing. The blow just now had at least a thousand catties of force, and it knocked Chen Qinglong away who was caught off guard.

Falling to the ground, with no time to calm down his energy and blood, Chen Qinglong rolled several times in succession to avoid the stabbing spear, jumped up, looked at Shen Faxing on the green-maned horse, and said sarcastically: "Shen Faxing, I didn't expect that. You only know how to sneak attack?"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Didn't Du Fuwei sneak attack me back then? Kill..."

Shen Faxing rode his horse and charged again. The crescent-shaped scimitar flashed with cold light and struck Chen Qinglong's neck like a ball of light.

"Get down here!"

With anger sinking in his dantian, Chen Qinglong stared closely at the thunderous green-maned horse. At the moment when the scimitar struck, Chen Qinglong's eyes lit up and the long sword passed by like a giant.

"puff……"

Blood spattered three feet, and a huge horse head flew up. The green-maned horse ran a few steps and fell to the ground. Shen Faxing twisted his body in mid-air, displayed his light skills, and struck Chen Qinglong again with his scimitar.

At the moment of life and death, the faces, breathing, and movements of the two people all slowed down infinitely in each other's eyes.

Phew… Phew…
Chapter completed!