Zhong Wen was carrying a wounded person in each hand. When he could no longer dodge, he suddenly raised his chest and raised his head, and directly faced the majestic spiritual sword in the air with his body.
At the same time, his whole body was suddenly enveloped in a rich purple aura, and his body showed silvery light patterns. The two eye-catching colors were intertwined, making him look extremely dazzling in the battlefield dominated by dark tones.
"Ding!"
The giant spiritual sword struck Zhong Wen's chest without any hindrance, making a crisp sound of gold and iron striking.
Zhong Wen felt an overwhelming force coming from the white spirit sword, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, and only stopped after retreating several feet away.
However, the skin and flesh on his chest were still intact, without a trace of blood.
"hiss!!!"
A sharp pain came from his chest. Zhong Wen's face twisted in pain and he grimaced.
The lethality of this great spiritual sword is far superior to the spiritual sword light released by Master Huanyin. Even the terrifying defense of the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" cannot completely withstand the light emitted from the great sword.
The majestic sword intention.
Just as Zhong Wen was wincing, the "Sword God" Ximen Wangyue, aloof and peerless in the distance, with fluttering white clothes, had a look of surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a storm surge in his heart.
What's happening here?
He has been running rampant in the Fulong Empire for most of his life and has met countless masters, many of whom have put him in bitter battles.
However, looking at all kinds of strong men, he had never met Tiehanhan who directly used his physical body to compete with his sword skills.
What made him even more confused was that his indestructible and terrifying sword skill actually failed to break through the iron-faced physical defense in front of him.
"Zhong Wen, are you okay?"
Gan Muyun drove Ah Xue to land beside Zhong Wen quickly, waving the colorful ring in his hand to protect him behind him.
"Ayun, these three wounded people will be left to you." Zhong Wen threw Xie Tianshu and Po Xie in front of Gan Muyun, took out a medicine bottle from his arms and stuffed it into her delicate hands, "This bottle
Just feed one pill to each person."
After saying that, he flashed and appeared in front of the army formation. He didn't know when a long black sword appeared in his hand, and he faced Ximen Wangyue from afar.
"Heaven wheel?"
Carefully feeling Zhong Wen's realm, the surprise in Ximen Wangyue's eyes became even stronger.
He couldn't understand at all why a Tianlun practitioner who looked less than twenty years old could actually inherit his peerless sword skills.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
Zhong Wen shook the long sword in his hand, and thousands of golden and purple spiritual sword lights appeared behind him, shooting towards Ximen Wangyue opposite like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
"Huh?"
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the golden rain of swords, Ximen Wangyue was so shocked that he didn't dare to take a direct hit. Instead, he tiptoed to the ground and jumped into the sky.
"Goo!"
Zhong Wen opened his mouth and let out a strange scream, and the huge figure of the bald eagle flew down from the sky and landed steadily in front of him.
Without saying a word, he turned over and climbed onto the eagle's back, and gently stroked the feathers on the eagle's neck with his right hand.
The bald eagle raised its head, straightened its chest, flapped its wings, and turned into a streak of gray lightning, chasing Ximen Wangyue.
Just as the two were entangled in the air, at the entrance of the pass below, another wave of troops suddenly appeared on the side of the two armies that were originally in a stalemate.
"Da Gan Chen Youliang is here, Fulong kid will die quickly!" The leader of this team was wearing Da Gan armor and shouted loudly, "Kill!!!"
Behind Chen Youliang, dust and smoke were flying, and deafening shouts of killing came from it. At first glance, it was unknown how many soldiers and horses there were.
"Reinforcements?"
General Fulong, who was attacking the pass, was frightened. He couldn't figure out the strength of the opponent, so he ordered his troops to withdraw a little distance to avoid falling into the embarrassing situation of being attacked from both sides.
However, he had just begun to retreat when the murderous Daqian "reinforcements" on the opposite side suddenly turned around and headed straight for the pass, with no intention of pursuing them.
As this "reinforcement" gradually emerged from the smoke, General Fulong discovered that there were only a few thousand men and horses behind Chen Youliang, at least half of whom were not wearing armor, and there were also numerous transport vehicles mixed in the team. He was hurriedly hiding at the entrance of the pass.
"No, I've been fooled. This is a supply team!" General Fulong's expression changed, "Stop them!"
Before Fulong's army could pursue him, Zhong Wen, who was fighting with Ximen Wangyue, suddenly laughed and commanded the bald eagle to turn around and fly to the front of the army. With a shake of his sword, he shot out a sword light that filled the sky, and went straight to the Fulong soldiers below.
While the Fulong army in the front row was dodging in embarrassment, Chen Youliang and others seized the opportunity to send all the vehicles containing broken spirit arrows into Liangping Pass.
"See you later!" Seeing that the last transport truck had successfully entered the pass, Zhong Wen turned around gracefully, waved his hand and walked away, leaving Fulong's army and the "Sword God" behind.
Ximen Wangyue was about to pursue him, but he saw two beauties, one white and one white, suddenly appear in the army. He knew that the strength of the two women was not inferior to his, and he could not repeat his old tricks and trick them into shooting. He had no choice but to give up and retreat to the army formation.
…
"This, this is!"
Looking at the transport trucks with their lids lifted behind Thirteenth Niang, General Xue said with a trembling voice.
Every transport vehicle was neatly lined with arrows as white as jade, and there were hundreds of thousands of them.
It was the strategic weapon, the Spirit-Breaking Arrow, that had caused him to turn gray with worry in recent days.
The last three transport trucks contained dozens of pieces of black soft armor. He recognized at a glance that these soft armors were exactly the same as the spirit-binding armors worn by the spirit-binding armors of Gong Jiuxiao's army.
Vice General Wu Sijin circled around countless spirit-breaking arrows, rubbing his hands excitedly and saying: "General, no wonder Gong Jiuxiao made a desperate move and used tens of thousands of spirit-breaking arrows to trap and kill our army's spiritual master. It turned out that he was killed by Zhong. The miracle doctor has cut off supplies."
"Gong Jiuxiao, an old thief, is so cunning that he actually thought of using the spirit-binding armor to control the spirit-breaking chariot." Xie Tianshu took the "Huitian Pill" and his body has recovered to 60-70%. Although his face is pale, he has already taken action.
Ziru, he said with lingering fear, "If Divine Doctor Zhong hadn't arrived in time, we two old guys might have gone to the Palace of Hell to report."
"Doctor Zhong, the old man owes you one more time." Xing Potian recovered slightly better than Xie Tianshu, but he could not hide the haggard look on his face. "If you need anything from the Huan Beast Sect in the future, just ask me.
Frown your brows and write the name backwards."
"Zhong Wen, thank you for saving Master and Po Xie." Gan Muyun held Zhong Wen's hand tightly, his beautiful eyes full of gratitude, "Our Huan Beast Sect owes you so much, I really don't know how to repay you.
yes."
"It's a small thing, it's a trivial effort." Zhong Wen was stared at by these extremely clear eyes, and there were waves of soft touches in his hands. He was in a state of ecstasy for a moment, and he didn't even know where he was. He spoke politely and looked in his eyes.
Moving around.
Suddenly, his eyes met Shangguan Junyi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
It's going to happen!
"Excuse me for a moment." Zhong Wen was startled and suddenly woke up. He quietly took his hands out of Gan Muyun's catkins and walked towards Shangguan Junyi with a smile.
When Shangguan Junyi saw him approaching, she didn't say anything. She just stood there lively. The battle for days had stained her fat cheeks with a hint of exhaustion, but it could not cover up her charming charm and gentle and charming temperament at all.
.
"Sister Jun Yi, you miss me so much." Zhong Wen came to her side in two steps, grabbed her two jade hands, and rubbed them gently.
"Really?" Shangguan Junyi glanced at Thirteen Niang, Jiang Yushi, Gan Muyun and other girls. Her tone was indifferent, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry. "My little brother has so many beauties accompanying him outside.
You've had a great time, but you can still think of an old woman like my sister?"
"What did sister say?" The self-rescue system in Zhong Wen's body activated instantly, and he said with a flattering smile, "Sister Thirteen and Ayun are just ordinary friends, and Jiang Yushi is a prisoner of the enemy. Only sister is me.
The true love in my heart, I don’t miss my sister, but who do I miss?”
"You are the only one who is poor." Shangguan Junyi rolled her eyes at him charmingly. She was really charming and could be happy or angry at the same time, which made Zhong Wen feel very moved.
He couldn't help but reached out to hold the beauty in his arms and kissed her tender cheek gently.
"There are so many people here." Shangguan Junyi blushed and gently stretched out her hand to push him away, but her tone became much softer without realizing it.
"Then when no one is around..." Zhong Wen breathed softly into her ear.
"Little pervert!" Shangguan Junyi said coquettishly, stretched out her white and tender index finger like a bamboo shoot, lightly tapped the tip of his nose, then turned around and left gracefully, for fear that he would say something embarrassing again in public.
Looking at the graceful back of Shangguan Junyiping, Zhong Wen felt itchy in his heart. He suddenly longed that this war would end soon and he could return to a peaceful life.
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"I'm telling you, the magic power of Immortal Zhong is really beyond imagination. He can travel tens of thousands of miles a day and spread the beans to form an army." At this time, Chen Youliang was proudly bragging to a kind of colleague about what he had seen and heard, " Moreover, he was completely invulnerable, and despite being attacked by tens of thousands of enemy troops for three days and three nights, he remained unmoved and unharmed."
"Really? Is it so magical?" A tooth general named Yue Yupeng looked surprised.
"That's of course. We've been transporting spirit-breaking arrows along the way, and we've encountered countless enemy troops, but I haven't even drawn my sword once." Chen Youliang showed the qualities that a fanatical fan should have, "Only Zhong Shenxian made a big fortune. With such divine power, tens of thousands of Fulong's troops were killed, throwing away their helmets and armor, and running away with their heads in their hands!"
The audience around him all let out exclamations of exclamation.
"If you ask me, you don't need an army of millions." Chen Youliang was addicted to boasting and couldn't stop at all. "As long as Zhong Shenxian goes to Fulong Emperor's capital, Murong Xiu and Jiang Tianhe will be captured and eliminated. The Fulong Empire is absolutely easy..."
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"Miss Jiang?" General Xue finally noticed the enemy general mixed in the Daqian transport team.
"Old General Xue." When facing Xue Dingxi, Jiang Yushi's tone was calm and calm, and his beautiful face had a hint of arrogance and a hint of coldness, giving him the air of a famous general.
What a style!
"The war is not over yet, so we have to ask Miss Jiang to stay in our camp for a few days." Old General Xue once again suppressed the urge to find a wife for his son.
"You don't have to be polite, General Xue." Jiang Yushi said calmly, "Yushi is just a prisoner now, so he is naturally at the mercy of the general."
Should I tie her up?
General Xue knew very well that Jiang Yushi had the Heavenly Wheel cultivation level, so he felt a little uncomfortable in letting such a powerful prisoner stay in the camp without restraint, and he couldn't help but hesitate to make a decision.
"Silly girl, we are having barbecue for noon, will you come?" Zhong Wen's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Don't call me silly girl!" Jiang Yushi, who had been upright and awe-inspiring just a moment ago, suddenly showed a look of shame and anger on his face, and scolded Zhong Wenjiao.
"Hurry up, hurry up, if it's too late, you won't be the one to blame." Zhong Wen walked towards the outside of the camp with a smile.
"You..." Jiang Yushi glanced at Old General Xue, hesitated for a moment, then blushed and stamped her feet, turned around and followed him out of the camp.
It seems that there is no need to tie it up!
General Xue looked at the two people leaving, thoughtfully, feeling deeply that Xiao Qingwu, Nangong Lin, and Zhong Wen were all scum compared to them.