The sword hanging on Song Yushao's waist was temporarily taken from the waterfall yesterday. It is a sharp weapon that all qigong practitioners on the mountain must avoid. It is called "Yiran".
In fact, the place where Song Yushao saw this sword for the first time in his life was in the deep pool under the waterfall, and right at the foot of the stone pillar that looked like a mainstay where Chen Ping'an was practicing sword furnace staking under the waterfall.
There is a mechanism hidden in the boulder. Song Yushao got this sword by chance back then. His swordsmanship and the famous sword complemented each other, and he became the future swordsman of Shushui Kingdom.
After the death of his son Song Gaofeng, Song Yushao changed his sword and hid the Yiran sword with a special green bamboo scabbard in the boulder. Song Yushao searched through the classics and finally found a page of secret history records. According to legend, this sword
It was once cast by a martial god from other continents, and was left in Aquarius Continent without a trace. There is a written record of "the light of sharpening can split the five mountains, and the energy of the sword can cut down the great mountains."
Song Yushao was wearing a long sword with a yellowish scabbard, and looked at the imperial soldiers and horses whose hooves suddenly slowed down. He was worthy of the name of wearing a sword. The old man in black stood tall and showed no fear.
This "counter-rebellion army" of nearly 10,000 people includes Shushui Kingdom. Three thousand elite cavalry are direct descendants of General Chu Hao. They all came from the frontier battlefields and are the first-class warriors of Shushui Kingdom. In addition, there are four
Five thousand local elites were drawn from the garrisons in various places, and more than a thousand were veteran detectives dispatched by the state and city government, as well as rivers and lakes heroes who were paid heavily to win over, and of course a group of rivers and lakes masters gathered by the general Chu Hao himself.
Almost all of it was the rich "dowry" that the emperor personally acted as a matchmaker to marry that woman. Although my father-in-law died in a feud in Jianghu, he had been the leader of the martial arts alliance for twenty years before that, and he had the imperial court as his backer, so he secretly cultivated her.
Many shady Jianghu feathers later became the dead followers of his son-in-law Chu Hao.
Even after so many years, that woman who was Chu Hao's pillow still hated Jianshui Villa deeply and had a sworn hatred in her heart.
Chu Hao was very clear about this and agreed with his words, but he would never act rashly. Before His Majesty the Emperor said anything, he used the public identity of the General's Mansion to provoke a martial arts master who was the best in Shushui Kingdom in swordsmanship.
Therefore, the woman complained a lot. Fortunately, this time Jianshui Villa wanted to die, His Majesty Long Yan was furious, so Chu Hao took advantage of the opportunity and asked Ying to go to the battle, and everything fell into place.
To be honest, my wife has knots in her heart that are difficult to resolve. Chu Hao, as a man of influence who has been traveling in the border areas for many years, has her own knots in temples. You, a girl, know that Song Gaofeng is already married, and the young couple is in love with each other, but you still have knots in your heart.
You have a father who is a sword master. Why should he divorce his wife and marry you just because you are the daughter of a martial arts leader? Then in a rage, you find someone to destroy the flower garden? Destroy the woman's life? Change it.
If it was Chu Hao, he would have already mobilized his troops and killed them all in a bloody manner.
But having said that, after all, Chu Hao is not the poor Song Gaofeng who suffered an unreasonable disaster. Now that they are husband and wife, he has gained the trust of His Majesty the Emperor, married a beautiful woman, and has more than a dozen top people in the world at his disposal.
A master, he killed three birds with one stone and made such a big business that made a lot of money. The hero Chu Hao took this point of view very lightly. Furthermore, on the day when the old alliance leader washed his hands in the golden basin, his face was destroyed.
Song Gaofeng's single-handed killing also allowed the woman to restrain herself a lot over the years. Generally speaking, she was happy to support her husband and raise her children. In the capital of Shushui Kingdom, she formed a good relationship with her imperial wife, which greatly enhanced his reputation as Chu Hao. His official career was much smoother.
Hao felt that she had to thank Song, who taught her a lesson, otherwise she would be the one to suffer.
Before leaving the capital this time, his wife secretly accompanied him, and now she lives secretly in the city. She suggested that after the Jianshui Villa was destroyed, the old sword master Song Yushao could escape without dying, but the man who is said to have a similar appearance
The ashes of Song Fengshan, his mother's evildoer, must be crushed. When the time comes, she will take Song Fengshan's ashes with her own hands and smash them on the graves of the couple, making them watch the Song family's incense cease with their own eyes.
A green snake with a bamboo mouth, a wasp with a needle on its tail, both are equally effective, but they are the most poisonous to a woman's heart.
She is indeed the wife he is marrying, Chu Hao Ming, a good thing!
Chu Hao retracted his thoughts, reined in the horse with one hand, blocked the sun with the other, and continued to look at the road leisurely.
The official road here is wide and flat on both sides. Not only is it suitable for infantry formations, but cavalry charges are not too forced. The old man Song, who is used to dominating the world, is really a reckless man who does not know how to live or die.
Husband, if you don't even know how to march and fight, yet you still dare to act like a hero, you should be destroyed along with Jianshui Villa.
Chu Hao looked at the old man who had heard of it from far away in the capital, tugged the corner of his mouth, put down his arm, rubbed a golden paper knife given by the emperor in his palm, and said with a smile: "What a pity for this heroic spirit.
Good thing, when people mention this in the future, they will only say that I, Chu Hao, killed a sword master in front of the formation."
It is said that there are often ten thousand enemies on the battlefield, but it is a pity that those are just flattering words from some bullshit literati. In the vast territory of more than ten countries, including Shushui Kingdom, there are indeed fierce generals who cannot be underestimated. They have amazing physical strength and are good at fighting in battle. If there are
The divine horse mount is even more powerful, but it can't be defeated by ten thousand people? It doesn't exist.
Chu Hao has experienced hundreds of battles, and is by no means a literati who rests in his comfort zone enjoying the blessings. He has never seen such a god.
Song Yushao stood where he was. Now that he had come this far, the old man was unwilling to take a step back. He just looked back, feeling helpless.
Why did you, Chen Pingan, come here to join in the fun?
On this trip, Chen Pingan carried a sword box containing a sword to slay demons on his back, and the ropes had already been tied tightly.
He trotted all the way to Song Yushao.
The old man was vaguely angry and said: "Over there at Shuixie, you had a conflict with Hengdao Villa. I once said the words 'Walking in the world, life and death are at your own risk'. Chen Pingan, do you know what this means?
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Chen Pingan nodded.
Song Yuxiao laughed angrily and said: "You know nothing! That Wang Huanhuan is pointing at you with the top of the scabbard. She is walking in the world. The servant of the Sword Village is holding a bow and shooting arrows behind people. This is also true. My grandson Song Fengshan, every time
It’s the same for finding someone to test the sword. It’s even more the case that I, Song Yushao, blocked the army today!”
Song Yushao's words were so loud that he finally sighed, "Chen Ping'an, you shouldn't have come."
Chen Pingan said softly: "No matter what Senior Song does today, I am only responsible for one thing, taking Senior Song out of here alive. That's all. I don't kill anyone."
Chen Ping'an added, "Strive not to kill people."
Song Yushao took a deep breath and tried to persuade him as calmly as possible: "Now the two sides are equivalent to two armies confronting each other. You say you can't kill people if you don't kill people? You think it's like a child playing house. There are thousands of cavalry in the army.
When you attack Youyi, there are heavily armored infantry forming a mountainous formation, and there are thousands of strong bows and crossbows aimed at you. Not to mention, it will be the result of heavy rain, not to mention that there are more than a dozen martial arts masters under Chu Hao, as well as some hand-held
The Duwei of the Military Divine Bow is an important weapon of the imperial government specially targeted at Qi practitioners and martial arts masters. Even I, Song Yushao, will be seriously injured if an arrow hits his vitals!"
Chen Pingan asked back: "Since the other party is so powerful, is the old man just here to die?"
Song Yushao said in a deep voice: "I want to capture the thief first and capture the king first. I will try my best to take down the coach Chu Hao in one go so that this army will be leaderless. Then I will threaten Chu Hao to hand over the woman. I can do it alone, and I am 50% sure.
But if you follow me and charge into battle, you will only be a burden to me once you are surrounded, so listen to my words and quickly return to the villa and take your two friends away from the place of right and wrong."
Song Yushao raised his head. At the beginning of summer, it was really nice to have such a sunny day that looked like a bright spring. He turned to the northern boy and smiled and said: "Chen Pingan, I accept your kindness. But I, Song Yushao, will live or die."
, whether Jianshui Villa exists or dies, it can be said that it has a clear conscience and travels around the world. Isn’t this enough? It’s quite enough!”
Chen Pingan patted the wine gourd on his waist and said with a bright smile: "I can't brag when I run. Two legs are definitely faster than a four-legged war horse, and I also have a life-saving treasure at the bottom of the box. Old
Senior, you don’t have to worry about me, just relax and take care of that Chu Hao. If I didn’t have this confidence, I wouldn’t show up today.”
Song Yushao was so angry that he wished he could smash a chestnut on the elm bump's forehead, "Guapi! Do you really think that you are your own little broken wine pot and the sword gourd on the waist of the mountain swordsman? Besides, you are the only one
What's the use of a pure martial artist who has tempered his body with the legendary sword-raising gourd?!"
Chen Ping'an moved his steps, stood behind Song Yushao, and came to a place where he would not be seen by the soldiers and horses of the Shushui Kingdom. He patted the sword-raising gourd with "Ginger Pot" engraved on the bottom and said in a deep voice: "
On the first day of the new year, some people look down on you, come out."
Song Yushao was stunned.
What are you doing?
There was no movement from the vermilion wine gourd.
Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, "Fifteen."
With a swish, a shocking green sword light swept out of the sword gourd. The speed was so fast that it could be called lightning. The crystal clear pocket sword suddenly hovered in the air between the two people, and then slowly wandered around.
When he stood up, he seemed to be asking for credit and reward from his master Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an has long known that the two little ancestors in the sword-raising gourd, Feijian Fifteen, are docile and obedient, and Chen Ping'an's will be directed by Fifteen's sword. They are simply his caring little cotton-padded jackets. As for the first year of junior high school
This uncle is really overbearing. Unless it is in a dangerous situation of life and death, or it is interested, Chen Pingan can basically not control it. However, Chen Pingan will not force others to do anything about it. He does not expect to be able to do what he did in the first year of junior high school.
Like the fifteenth year, everything went as planned, and at least at a few critical moments, I never cheated on myself in the first year of junior high school.
Song Yushao was surprised and said: "Is it really the sword gourd of a great swordsman?!"
Chen Pingan grinned.
But Song Yushao's next choices and words were still full of the old-fashioned pedantry of the old world. He patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder and said, "Chen Pingan, remember, the son of a rich man cannot sit in court! Come on, you can come here to see me off."
, your love has been exhausted, now that your martial arts road has been smooth, and you have a great treasure, you should cherish the stability of the moment, walk around, don't talk about mother-in-law, believe it or not, before I fight with the army,
I’ll beat you to a disgrace?!”
Song Yushao said sternly: "I, Song Yushao, will do what I say!"
But it’s still a but.
The young man who was just starting out, with his dazed martial arts aura, was not inferior to the veteran Jianghu Song Yushao at all.
The northern boy who wore straw sandals, carried a wooden box on his back, and carried a sword gourd on his waist. There was a flying sword in the gourd, and he had traveled thousands of miles. He said solemnly to the old man: "I, Chen Ping'an, come from Dali in the north.
Mu Ping Lane, Huaihuang County, Longquan County, is also walking around the world!"
The old man turned around and laughed: "Gua Wa'er, don't you look like a spoiler?"
Chen Ping'an stepped forward and stood side by side with the old man, "I want to treat you to a hot pot meal in return."
The old man was really worried. Although he looked into the distance, he had to ask again: "The situation is not good, can you really run away if you want?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Not only do I have a sword-raising gourd and a flying sword to protect me, but last night I also wrote twenty square-inch talismans in one breath, which can help me shrink into an inch. If I really have to escape, I can keep it at such a speed.
Even I can't help but give my thumbs up."
Although it sounded like a joke, the old man turned around and looked at the young man's expression carefully, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.
The old man felt relieved and proud, stretched out his hand to press the hilt of "Yi Ran"'s sword, "Okay! Then wait until your kid invites me to eat this hot pot!"
Chen Pingan suddenly asked softly: "If I go to a restaurant to eat hot pot, can I bring my own drinks?"
There are more sword-raising gourds, flying swords and some square-inch talismans, but the wealth-obsessed virtues are still the same.
The old man laughed loudly and said, "How can this be so generous? It's so generous!"
Song Yushao swept forward, his long sword came out of its bamboo scabbard, the sword energy lingered in the sky and the earth, and he laughed loudly: "Let me take the first step, and you can be the queen for me!"
One side is just two people, the other side is an army of ten thousand people.
But when the latter faced the young and old people in the arena, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. When the war drums beat, the young soldiers who were stationed in some places swallowed subconsciously.
Because the sword energy is close.
When facing two reckless warriors, just kill them. There is no need to pay attention to the formation of troops on the battlefield. It is just a matter of leading the cavalry charge, and then appropriately opening the front line, supporting the left and right, and trying to cover the comb with arrows as much as possible.
The National Sword Master broke through the formation, and then the infantry formed in the rear, with the sword and shield hand in front, and the spears pierced out, forming a layered copper wall and iron wall.
In addition to the standard infantry crossbows in the Shushui Army, there are also dozens of divine bows taken from the royal treasury of the imperial court. They were carefully crafted by Mohist craftsmen and have always been relied upon by military strategists and generals. The arrow tips are engraved with cloud-patterned talismans, and the arrow shafts are
It is made of fine iron, and the arrow feathers are made of golden eagle feathers. An arrow is tough and heavy, so ordinary archers cannot control it. Only military warriors with good martial arts attainments can fully draw the bowstring, which is extremely powerful.
The speed, range and accuracy are far superior to ordinary strong bows.
Finally, nearly twenty Jianghu hawks and masters gathered around the general Chu Hao. Song Yushao wanted to launch the formation alone and reach Chu Hao, but it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But Chu Hao knew that he was sure of victory. The three thousand elite cavalrymen under his command who were capable of conquering and fighting could dare to charge head-on without being afraid of the title of Sword Master. However, this did not mean that the rest of the troops under his command would be brave and fearless of death. Chu Hao had been there for a long time.
On the battlefield, he knew this very well, so he sent a message to several local garrison generals. This time, the war horses trampled the rivers and lakes. For every person in the army who died in battle, the court's pension was an astonishing one hundred taels of silver.
All soldiers belonging to their families will be exempted from military service for ten years!
But those who dare to retreat in the face of battle will be executed, and they will be dealt with according to the laws of the border army, and their entire family will be displaced thousands of miles away!
Rewards and punishments were given together. In this way, the whole army had no choice but to fight to the death.
The general Chu Hao rode his horse and stood under the majestic banner fluttering in the wind, feeling satisfied and satisfied.
The army is pressing down on the country, and the reckless men are just mantises. The emperor privately promised himself that he, Chu Hao, could pocket half of the wealth of Jianshui Villa to reward the Chu army for sending troops this time, and the remaining half would be turned over to the national treasury, but the local army
All losses and pensions need to be solved by Chu Hao alone, and he is not allowed to bother the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs.
With this small amount of money, Chu Hao would still make a huge profit after confiscating the villa.
Song Yushao did not rush high into the sky immediately to be the target of the dazzling arrows. He lowered his head and bent down, holding his hands firmly, and ran forward with momentum like a rainbow and as fast as thunder.
They collided with the Chu family's elite cavalry, which had already formed a neat front line.
The first wave of arrows rained down, and the sky was densely packed with black dots. They shot towards the bowstring, and then the bowstring was tightened and then suddenly released, making a buzzing sound.
This is just the first round of riding a bow and shooting.
Song Yushao slammed his foot on the ground, and his already rapid forward sweep became more and more erratic. He rushed forward at a faster speed. At the same time, he twisted his wrist, spun his body, and rolled his sword energy within a few feet.
The majestic sword energy condensed into a ball, and then suddenly exploded and splashed everywhere.
After Song Yu was burned, the ground was instantly filled with arrows falling in arcs. The soil cracked and dust rose everywhere.
The other arrows that happened to come towards him were all shattered by Song Yushao's scattered sword energy.
Although Song Yushao's speed was beyond imagination, and his sword energy was so powerful that it opened the eyes of the soldiers on the battlefield, the second group of cavalry bows still followed in an orderly manner, and they followed him like rain.
Song Yushao held Yiran in his hand and spun around rapidly like a top. Hundreds of "Yiran" swords appeared all around the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom, with their sword tips all pointing outside the circle.
Completed in one breath, the sword energy is tens of millions.
Song Yushao no longer held the sword in his hand, put his fingers together to make a sword gesture, pointed to the sky, and shouted softly: "Go!"
Then he stamped his feet, forming a sword formation in a half circle in front of him. The long sword formed by condensing sword energy swung towards the elite knights in the front row who were charging towards them with spears in their hands. They broke the legs of dozens of knights in one moment.
, and even penetrated the neck of twenty fine cavalry mounts. On the road where the cavalry was charging, people suddenly fell over.
A sword flew up into the sky. Under the pull of Song Yushao's sword skills, the sword's energy was vertical and horizontal, like a big umbrella blocking the rain. When those arrows landed on the umbrella, without exception, they all hit the rocks with eggs and were shattered.
Two groups of fine cavalry on both wings accelerated forward, and at the same time, the cavalry on the side shot at Song Yushao at an angle. The half circle of sword energy left behind the old man quickly made up for the previous semicircle sword formation, and flew out again. The cavalry on the two wings flew out again.
Dozens of horsemen died suddenly on the spot, and the cavalrymen fell off their horses. It was only Chu Hao's ability to lead the troops that was highlighted here. Except for a few of the cavalrymen who fainted, most of them fell to the ground, or rolled up and pulled out their waists.
The sword came directly towards Song Yushao.
The title of Swordsman of Shushui Kingdom, the so-called number one in the world, cannot scare these strong and strong men who have been soaked in blood and laid in piles of bones.
In the area west of the central part of Aquarius Continent, Caiyi Kingdom has dozens of surrounding countries. Caiyi Kingdom has the most troops and horses. It is the strongest country on the table, especially the number of cavalry. However, regardless of its actual combat power, Caiyi Kingdom has the largest number of cavalry.
Whether it is the Guyu Kingdom, which is rich in heavy armored infantry, the Songxi Kingdom, which is familiar with bows and horses and is good at mounted combat, or the Shushui Kingdom, which has tough folk customs and elite infantry and cavalry, they all have the right to laugh at the embroidery of the Caiyi Kingdom's border troops.
Pillow, once a powerful military general named Ma finally appeared, and he was squeezed out by the border bosses to live in the fat den in Rouge County. Such a large piece of greasy fat was enough for the three bordering countries of Caiyi Kingdom to join forces and have a feast.
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This time, Chu Hao personally led the troops to shock the world. Apart from his wife's personal grudges, the root cause was actually the fight for the identity of the commander of the expedition against Caiyi Kingdom, so as to gain more reputation for himself in the government and the public. Otherwise, even the emperor's inner candidate would be more inclined to
Chu Hao will inevitably attract criticism from some meritorious elders and clan dignitaries.
The head of the Sword Master that he delivered to his door was no lighter than a Jianshui Villa.
Chu Hao, who was heavily protected by the formation, couldn't help but laugh and said: "God help me. Song Yushao, kill, just kill. When you reach the end of the crossbow, let's see how you still show off your power. I, Chu Hao, will soon hold it in my hands."
Hundreds of thousands of border troops are marching northward. When I win the victory over the Caiyi Kingdom and the Aquarius Continent holds the Guanhu Academy generals’ review once every ten years, maybe I, Chu Hao, will have a place! That big one in the north
Li Song Changjing is just relying on relatives of the emperor. If we really want to talk about the true ability of soldiers on the battlefield, what kind of thing is a northern barbarian who drinks hair and drinks blood?"
Chu Hao clenched the imperial paper knife, his smile grew stronger, and he couldn't help but repeat, "God help me!"
On the road, Song Yushao met the enemy cavalry alone. After successfully blocking two waves of arrows, he was no more than fifty steps away from the cavalry formation in front. With his forward speed, the cavalry had given up riding and shooting again.
The familiar charging and cutting stance was followed by a brutal collision with the old man in black.
Song Yushao's mind was slightly moved. As he ran forward, he moved a few steps sideways and dodged an extremely fast and dangerous arrow. The momentum was far greater than the previous cavalry shot that had won by quantity. After that, the old man changed his position three times and avoided it just right.
Dropping the special arrow, he waved his two-fingered sword technique, controlled the long sword in the air and fell forward, laughing loudly: "Behead the horse and start the formation!"
The sword-wielding cavalrymen who fell off their horses were determined to fight to the death, but all of them dropped their swords in the air. They only felt a puff of ethereal green smoke passing by, and the figure of the old man in black was no longer in sight.
Like a flying sword sweeping forward, like a dragon swimming in the river, several war horses have their legs cut off in the blink of an eye. The long sword only opens a smooth path for the owner behind, or pierces the back of the war horse.
, or a huge blood groove slid out on the side of the horse, or a large mass of bloody intestines was pulled out from the abdomen. Wherever it went, the horse fell to the ground, the cavalry fell, and then there was a figure as thin as smoke, walking forward gracefully.
plunder.
The elite cavalry with outstanding combat power rushed into the formation, but was pierced by the swordsman of Shushui Kingdom.
After Song Yushao successfully carved out the first formation, there was a mountain of shields in front of him, lined up in a line, with daggers shining sharply between the gaps, and spears standing slightly slanted like a forest, a full man and a half tall, with neat spearheads shining in the sun.
Under the illumination, it shines brightly and blooms with an amazing momentum unique to the battlefield.
If they were to leap high and swoop from the air towards the large banner where the general was, the way Chu's army would treat their guests would definitely be to fire their bows upwards at the back of the spear array.
In the past, because Song Yu burned through the formation too quickly, the walking bow projectile was not used, but this definitely does not mean that the walking bow loses its deterrence, not to mention that it also contains the Mohist divine bows that are regarded as treasures by the imperial court.
Song Yushao took a breath of fresh air, and the energy in his body was flowing like a raging flood. At this moment, behind the formation that Song Yushao couldn't see, there were several top masters of the Shushui Kingdom who were attached to the imperial court, stepping on the soldiers.
Heads and shoulders, they came together to kill Song Yushao. They accurately calculated Song Yushao's breathing gap, and passed through the dense forest of guns. Each of them was armed with a sharp weapon, and Song Yushao just hit him on the head.
Song Yushao tapped his toes and advanced instead of retreating. He held the Yiran sword in one hand and swept the sword across, slashing lazily into the air.
Even though Song Yushao needed to take a breath, his martial arts realm was different. This martial arts master in the eyes of the world had no idea how fast the Qi of a martial artist in the Sixth Realm could flow!
Three little masters of the fourth realm with different weapons were cut in half by the half-arc sword energy on the spot.
Born in the Jianghu, he died on the battlefield.
I wonder if those three people will die in peace.
Song Yushao slashed down with another straight sword. Four or five infantrymen in heavy armor, as well as several people behind them, were simultaneously struck by the sword energy that cracked through the air. All of them, including their armors and weapons, were After being chopped to pieces, the armor of the surrounding infantrymen was immediately covered with blood and broken limbs. Fortunately, the heavy armored infantry formation has always been known for its stability. After the infantry formation was cut out of a path by the sword energy, the infantrymen behind were almost instantly They rushed forward, frantically filling the gap, and the infantry on the left and right sides also consciously moved closer to the center.
When fighting on the battlefield, those who are not afraid of death may not survive, but those who are afraid of death will often die.
In the blink of an eye as the road opened and closed, Song Yushao saw the approximate thickness of the formation. He sighed slightly in his heart, tiptoed a little, held his hands firmly, but still could only jump up, and a sword energy swayed out wantonly, cutting off Several rows of dense spears in front suddenly clenched the long sword tightly, and the sword was filled with sword energy. The sword energy was shaken, and Song Yushao was holding a full moon, as if he could compete with the sun above his head for the glory!
Song Yushao shouted loudly, and his body rose by more than ten feet. His sword intention and sword energy surged at the same time. The full moon, which was originally as big as a jade plate, suddenly became extremely huge, covering Song Yushao, letting it go like this. The rain arrows shot rapidly, without changing the straight line, and rolled away towards the big bamboo pole. After the arrows hit the full moon, all arrow tips were damaged and the arrow shafts shattered.
When the old man in black broke the formation for the second time, the young man with a sword in the distance behind him did not sit back and watch, but also began to run forward, moving like a rabbit, extremely vigorous.
Of course, there was no need for the cavalry of the direct line of the Chu family to turn their horses' heads. They were just provoking the cavalry to interfere with each other, so they naturally vented their anger on the young man's head.
It’s just that no one thought that a swordsman from the Shushui Kingdom who had been famous in the world for a long time could just break the formation brazenly, but that a young man from the world who didn’t know where to pop up from nowhere would be so difficult to deal with, a young man with a sword on his back. His body shape is really too fast, he can cover two to three feet in one step, and he is extremely flexible in moving around in a small area. Not only did he avoid four or five Mohist arrows with tricky angles, but a hail of arrows was also hit by them. He rushed past.
During this period, as long as there were unavoidable arrows on his way forward, the young man simply used his hands to deflect the powerful and heavy arrows. When the young man and the cavalry collided face to face, he originally relied on the rapid momentum of the horse's forward charge. , which can be said to have an advantage.
But for the time being, a young man who doesn't know his background is like a slippery loach, passing through the gap between the charging cavalry. Occasionally, when they fight, he may punch the side of the war horse hard and hit it hard. The man and the horse would fly two or three feet sideways, or they would be bumped diagonally with their shoulders. The horse's hooves would also fly into the air, and both the man and the horse would fall over, resulting in a tragic end.
Finally, he lightly jumped up and stepped on the back of a horse. He flicked on the water and flashed on the heads of horses or the backs of horses behind him. The knights felt like a breeze blowing on their faces, and the sword was flying. He slashed and thrust out spears and spears, but he couldn't successfully capture even a piece of that young man's clothes.
Definitely the pinnacle of the Fourth Realm, or even the martial arts master of the Fifth Realm!
A cavalryman held a refined long spear and accurately stabbed the young man in the air on the neck, shouting: "Go to hell!"
Chen Ping'an tilted his neck, just in time to avoid the assassination of the Changshan. At the same time, he reached out and grasped the horse horse's horse that all the knights on the battlefield coveted. Even though the knight's palm was bloody and bloody, the beloved ancestral horse's horse in his hand was still taken away.
, Chen Pingan switched to a hand-holding posture in the air, and stabbed the ground heavily. The long spear with superior toughness collapsed like a bow string in a large arc. With a dull sound, Chen Pingan was thrown seven or eight feet high into the air.
of high.
He still held one end of the long spear upside down in his hand and did not abandon it.
In the sight of a large group of cavalry soldiers looking back, the young man with a resolute face and sword on his back looked like an immortal flying by the wind, landing in the open space behind the cavalry formation and in front of the foot formation.
The young man's sleeves were fluttering. After his feet landed on the ground, he did not stop. He took a step back, raised his arms, and threw the horse pole high into the air. Then he made a motion of slapping the wine bottle on his waist, and jumped up.
He stood up, and his figure disappeared in an instant, as if the immortal had used the magical power of shrinking thousands of miles away, and then he saw the young man stepping on the long tree inconceivably, one step forward and one step back, like the legendary sword immortal.
The posture of the sword is full of a carefree and freehand feeling that is difficult for warriors on the battlefield to understand.
If the enemy camp was not mentioned, some people might not be able to help but cheer.
Then an even more embarrassing scene happened.
The young man was above the formation, stepping on a long tree and flying forward in the wind. Not only that, he even picked off the wine gourd and raised his head to take a sip of wine!
Everyone is itching to hate, but deep down in their hearts, isn't there something... that they yearn for?!
The battlefield is tragic and the world is heroic.
Originally, there was a world of difference between the two, just like the previous Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom's breaking of the formation, especially when the sword energy slashed the formation, how tragic and bloody it was?
But this young man carrying a sword walked forward without killing anyone. He just followed the old man in black without saying a word and broke the formation. He also broke the formation, but he was so charming.
Because the long spear swept forward so quickly and this move was so incredible, the phalanx archers were a little confused. However, under the scolding orders of the leading military generals, the most powerful group of warriors in the army were specially ordered to move forward.
, intercepted and shot this man with a strong bow. Of course, those strong men on the battlefield who were qualified to hold the Mohist divine bow, not to mention, had already drawn their bows like the full moon, and followed him with weapons and weapons.
Visions abound, and jaw-dropping surprises appear.
I saw two gorgeous fireflies, one snow white and one green, suddenly emerge from the vermilion wine gourd on the waist of the young man with the sword on his back, crushing the arrows one by one under the long gourd.
There was no need for the young man to dodge. A small number of but extremely threatening arrows fell down in vain.
After flying over a distance of tens of feet, the horse pole that was standing on both feet had begun to fall. Chen Pingan stepped on the pole and no longer cared about the pole falling to the ground. He straightened up and soared up, just dodging a top figure in the world.
The swordsman flew into the air to intercept him, but the latter landed regretfully and looked back with fierce eyes and resentment on his face.
If he was unable to stop Song Yushao earlier and was knocked backwards and crashed into the formation by the almost invulnerable majestic sword energy, it was excusable, then what's going on if he didn't even touch an unknown boy?
!
After raising an army for a thousand days and using it for a while, how can I calmly enjoy the glory and wealth with General Chu Hao in the future?
Further ahead, no more than a hundred steps away from the commander Dazhen, the pure sword energy that enveloped Song Yushao had been severely damaged by countless spears and arrows, and there was an endless stream of more than a dozen Jianghu.
The masters killed them one after another, so when a green sword energy came with the sound of wind and thunder, Song Yushao Hengjian was in front. Although the sword energy as thick as a green python finally broke through the old man's full moon sword formation, it was also blocked by
The long sword stood tall and split into two, whizzing past the old man's side, killing dozens of heavily armored infantry behind him on the spot.
Song Yushao put away his horizontal sword stance, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. Even so, he still did not dare to breathe easily.
Because the person who draws the sword a hundred steps away is a sword master of at least five realms.
The man stood under the banner, next to the general Chu Hao. He was wearing a green robe, with one hand behind his back and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Song Yushao.
This man is not very old. He looks like he is in his early thirties, but his real age may be forty. The long sword in his hand is not a magical weapon that can cut iron like mud, but a length of shiny green bamboo, two inches long.
The shaku is six inches long, which is the same length as the sword.
He stood proudly on the horse's back. He was much shorter than the general Chu Hao. He didn't care about this and had a smile on his face.
The swordsman who used green bamboo as his sword smiled and said, "Song Yushao's sword has a nice bamboo scabbard. General Chu, can you give it to me as a gift?"
Chu Hao smiled boldly and said: "Why not? Not to mention the bamboo scabbard, I will give you the sword as well!"
The swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not necessary. If General Chu can give this sword to your Majesty, the Emperor, to show that the world bows to the imperial court, it would be a nice talk."
Chu Hao suddenly realized, clapped his hands and laughed and said: "Qingzhu Sword Immortal is still thoughtful, this is the best!"
Song Yushao held his breath and concentrated, standing in a small clearing where the soldiers had left.
It was the young swordsman from Songxi Kingdom's Green Bamboo Sword Immortal who smiled and asked: "Old Sword Master Song, do you believe it or not? When you take a breath, you die."
Song Yushao's expression was cold.
There was an uproar behind the old man.
Chu Hao narrowed his eyes, took out a small silver ingot-like thing from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, then tilted his neck, and soon two white-haired old men with long breathing walked out from beside him, one was wearing a brocade robe,
There is a cyan talisman twisted between two fingers, and the talisman is in gold font. A tall man holds two axes, and the axes are engraved with auspicious cloud seal patterns. Neither of them has ever worn armor, and they are obviously not military officers.
Both of them looked at Song Yushao's back. Compared to the calmness of Qingzhu Sword Immortal, the two old men accompanying the army had somewhat solemn expressions.
As great qi practitioners worshiped by the royal family of Shushui Kingdom, they know what it means for a swordsman who has raised a flying sword, no matter how old or young, to risk his life in a fight with a trapped beast.
Chu Hao said softly: "One of you will help Qingzhu Sword Immortal to kill Song Yushao quickly, and one of you must hold that young man back."
The strong man holding two axes strode towards Song Yushao and said with a ferocious smile: "It's up to me to force the old guy to breathe!"
The old man in brocade robes smiled slightly, gathered his thoughts, and fluttered into the air the green paper talisman that he had treasured for many years. The enemy was in front of him, and there was nothing he could do about it no matter how distressed he was.
After the talisman lifted into the sky, it disappeared in an instant.
It appeared one hundred and fifty steps away in an instant, golden light exploded, and the last golden-armored general fell to the ground with a crash. He was two feet tall and stood out among the crowd of people in the formation. It was holding a big halberd.
Within that solemn golden armor, only silver light circulated, and the general had no physical body.
Chen Pingan ran all the way, seemingly flying across the sky, but in fact, every time he landed, he stepped on the two flying swords of the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
If you say that Chen Ping'an is a stubborn person, you are definitely right.
But when he started walking alone in the world, Chen Pingan had actually changed a lot compared to the boy from Mud Bottle Lane who liked to jump across the stream.
At this moment, I saw a strong man with golden armor and silver body not far away, holding a golden halberd, ready to go, and stared at him.
Chen Ping'an was still in high spirits. Taoist Chongmiao in Rouge County was escorted by two brass warriors. It seemed that a high-quality brass warrior from the Talisman Sect could rival a three-level martial artist. The two-foot-tall golden armored warrior in front of him
, it is estimated that it is at least the fighting strength of a warrior in the fourth realm, and may even be the strength of a fifth realm.
But at the beginning of my boxing practice, I dared to challenge an old ape from Zhengyang Mountain.
When Chen Ping'an got his act together, he really didn't worry anyone.
After a long period of accumulation, inspiration suddenly appeared.
Chen Pingan reached around his back almost naturally and grasped the locust wood sword.
At the same time, he recited silently in his heart: "On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, go help Senior Song deal with the swordsman and the strong man. I will deal with this strong man myself."
The distance was only twenty steps, and the two sword lights under Chen Ping'an's feet, one on the left and one on the right, drew an arc and bypassed the golden-armored warrior who began to stamp on the ground heavily and ran forward with a big halberd.
Chen Pingan, who was still holding his hand behind him and holding the hilt of the wooden sword, jumped away and shouted: "Senior Song, just rest assured and take a breather!"
The enemy was in front of him, and the burly man's twin axes were about to chop him down. There was even the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal looking at him with eager eyes. Song Yushao smiled knowingly and actually took a breath.
Standing on the horse's back, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal struck out with his sword.
Chen Pingan, who was in the air, muttered words that no one could hear, and then fell into an ethereal state that he had never experienced before.
Things and I are forgotten, and the heart of the sword is clear.
There was once a sword from a locust tree in an ancient temple that easily split open the golden light formation of a pink-robed demon.
Since I am not strong enough, I will use my sword today just like I am learning boxing. I will take my time with each punch, and one day I will be able to throw millions of punches. First, I only learn the meaning, not the form!
Just hand out the sword!
There are mountains to open mountains, but there are waters to cut off water!
The Eighteen Stops Sword Qi in his body was no longer restrained at all, like a flood bursting through a bank, rushing through a series of remote Qi mansions that had long been regarded as useless by today's sword cultivators.
Chen Ping'an suddenly pulled out the locust wood sword in an instant, and with the bright sword energy that he could not see, he slashed at the two-foot-tall golden armored warrior with one strike.
Together with the huge halberd, the golden-armored general was slashed away with a clatter!
Chen Pingan, who had his feet on the ground, raised his head. A huge gap appeared on the golden armored warrior in front of him. Silver light burst out and the golden armor shattered.
It slumped to the ground in front of him, and then shattered into pieces, with golden light and silver light flying all over the place.
Chen Ping'an, who was sweating and squatting slightly on his knees, was in a daze for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, straightened up, and held the locust wood sword in his hand tightly.
Walking around the world, I have a sword!
The young man has never been so intoxicated and wants to vent his inner frustration. In the midst of an army of ten thousand people, holding a locust wood sword that has been accomplished with one sword, the young man shouted loudly: "Da Li Chen Ping'an is here!"