Chapter 1259 Life and Death Honor and Disgrace Royal Ghost Slave
Update time:2013-04-30
Male He Sword God took a deep breath, and then stamped his feet on the ground. His whole body suddenly exploded on the ground and jumped up high, rising into the sky like a big bird. Male He Sword God let out a shocking sound.
He let out a sky-high roar, and then the blood-cutting sword in his hand let out a roar, as if he was responding to the male sword god!
The male sword god laughed wildly, and then he slashed the blood-cutting sword in his hand towards Prince Qilin and the prefect of Hechang who were standing on the city wall!
At this time, Nanhe Sword God was still two hundred steps away from the city. At such a distance, Nanhe Sword God's sword was like waving it towards the sky. It was something that could only be done by a madman.
, it is simply a joke to attack them from such a long distance.
So when they saw the male he sword god wielding his sword towards them, they didn't take it to heart at all, whether it was Prince Qilin or the prefect of Hechang. Their eyes were always on the white-robed ancestor. After all, in their opinion
, the giant fish around the white-robed ancestor are the biggest obstacle.
They glanced at the male He sword god who was covered in arrows and looked like a hedgehog. In their opinion, the male He sword god was already a dead thing, and there was really no need for them to put any more energy into him.
However, it was the sword wielded by the male He sword god who was covered with arrows all over his body and should have died suddenly on the spot, which added a bright color to the world and added a story that may be impossible for anyone.
A legend imitated!
Prince Qilin was watching the white-robed ancestor, and suddenly he felt something bad. The moment this something bad happened, the shadow under Prince Qilin shook violently, and a big hand stretched out from his own shadow, fiercely.
He pulled Prince Qilin hard and threw his already pulled body into the distance. Not only Prince Qilin, but Princess Yuhua who was next to the prefect of Hechang was also grabbed by a shadow-like hand.
, and throw it out.
This movement was crisp and fast. The moment Prince Qilin and Princess Yuhua moved, a huge gap suddenly opened in the city wall, like a knife. The crack appeared exactly where Prince Qilin originally stood.
, if Prince Qilin had left a little later, he would have been broken into two halves, or even turned into a puddle of mud!
This huge crack is still spreading. The extremely solid city wall of Liyang City seems to have become a piece of tofu at this time, constantly bursting under the invisible sword energy. In the end, the sword of Nanhe Sword God will cut the thirty meters
The city wall was so high and thick that even tens of thousands of people could climb on it without moving at all. It was divided into two parts, and a road was carved out of the city wall for two horses to gallop together!
The 20,000 soldiers were all frightened when they saw the way the male sword god split the city wall with his sword. That was the city wall. It had been standing here for thirty years. It was extremely solid!
This sword is silent, but extremely powerful. There is a feeling of thunder in the silence. When this sword strikes, I don’t know who can be killed, and I don’t know how many people can be killed. This kind of pure
Numbers have no meaning at all to Nanhe Sword God. Nanhe Sword God swung this sword and silently knocked down the tall city wall with tens of thousands of troops and horses without even breaking through a gap.
Splitting life and death was enough for the male sword god, who had a joyful smile on his face at this time, as if he had just woken up from a sweet dream, feeling happy and relaxed, completely
I don’t care what others think, life can shine with such brilliance, and can use the sword to such an extent, it is enough for the male sword god!
At this moment, the male He sword god is still clinging to the blood-breaking sword. If there is anything in this world that makes it difficult for him to let go of with a persistent nostalgia, then it is destined to be this blood-breaking sword.
Although he has only held this sword in his hand for an hour, he can no longer forget the feeling of wielding this sword. It’s not that the heroic sword god is not nostalgic, but the neck-necking sword that has been wielded for decades is also a good sword.
He is also very emotional, but this kind of emotion cannot replace the compatibility that the blood-cutting sword brings to him.
With this sword in his hand, the male sword god has not wielded it enough. The hearty feeling is too hard to let go!
There was a moment of silence, as if everything in the world had come to a standstill because of this sword. All existences were shocked by this sword!
After a while, it became noisy!
A person was pulled out from the chaotic ruins of the city wall. Prince Qilin and Princess Yuhua were naturally guarded by experts, but the prefect of Hechang did not receive such good treatment at all. At this time, one of his hands was completely cut off.
It was broken and could not be found after being thrown away. His fat body was covered with thick dust, but he was still alive. Although he lost an arm, it can be called a blessing. This is also the same as the sword god Nanhe.
The main target of Yi Dao is closely related to Prince Qilin.
The male He sword god fell straight from the sky, and the whole world was spinning in his eyes. Except for the hand holding the blood-sparing sword that was still strong, the rest of his body had no feeling at all and had been completely drained.
Even the hand holding the blood-curing sword began to slowly become weak. Under the impact of the falling wind, the hand swayed desperately, and the blood-causing sword was about to fly away at any time.
At this time, the morning light had just burst out, rendering half of the dark sky into a golden ocean. The other half was driven away by the morning light and fled in darkness. The sky was blue and translucent, half of it was flames and half of it was the ocean, just like the male sword god
Life is the same, either it is dull day after day, practicing and sharpening the sword, or it is bursting with light, and the world knows it in an instant.
The false reputation of Nanhe Sword God has faded away. When he was young, Nanhe country had a ranking list of knife masters, called Dao Pu. Nanhe Sword God was ranked eighteenth on the list. Among the entire Nanhe country, the most popular knife user was
He was only ranked eighteenth among the people. That year, the male swordsman was eighteen years old. He was not convinced. Others were dissatisfied and might have concentrated on continuing to practice swordsmanship. However, the male swordsman was different. He led the elders
Swordsmen, from South to North, West to East of Nanhe Kingdom, go to find these guys who have swordsmanship one by one according to the swordsmanship. Go wherever you go and kill them. The opponent is the fifty-fiftieth suicide. When you encounter
He also killed the top ten. It took eight years to go down this path. There were a total of fifty guys on the sword manual. In the end, there was only one left, and that was his male He sword god. It was also at that time that Male He
There was such a sword god in the country. He became famous at the age of twenty-six, and then traveled far and wide across the country, covering all areas within human reach. He returned to the country of Nanhe at the age of fifty, and never lost a single defeat since then!
At this time, it was time to draw an end to the myth of the Sword God. However, just when the male He Sword God was about to fall to the ground, and his consciousness began to spread out from his body, a hand patted him gently.
In the body of Nanhe Sword God, the consciousness that Nanhe Sword God had radiated began to flow back and was re-infused into his body.
Nanhe Sword God couldn't help but see an extremely tall, golden figure standing in front of him in the blur. Facing such a figure, he had an urge to worship him, but the idea of the sword in his body randomly worshiped this figure.
The thought was chopped into thousands of pieces.
The way of the sword must be invincible. If you have the idea of worship in your heart, then the way of the sword of the male hero sword will be broken. From now on, it will be difficult to reach the state of this moment again!
At this time, the only one who could save the male he sword god was Chang Xiao.
Chang Xiao slapped Nanhe Sword God's back with his palm again, and the densely packed hedgehog-like arrows on Nanhe Sword God suddenly bounced up and exploded towards the surroundings. There was a cry of pain from all around, and dozens of people moved towards
The soldier approaching here was completely penetrated.
No matter what, I'm alive again! This was the only thought in the mind of Nanhe Sword God at this time, and then this thought made him tightly hold the handle of the blood-absorbing sword in his hand, and the kind of sound coming from the blade
The cold feeling told him clearly and unmistakably that all this was true.
The male sword god suddenly became so excited that he was about to kill the enemy again with his sword, but Chang Xiao gave him a slight nudge, shook his head and said: "That's enough!"
The male sword god couldn't help but paused slightly. At this time, Chang Xiao was already flying like a big bird towards the place circled by the white-robed ancestor with the help of strange fish.
The male sword god quickly followed behind.
The white-robed ancestor was already a little stupid at this time. He was very clear about how serious the injury on the male sword god was. Judging from his conduct, no one could kill him. Even his brain was damaged by a sharp arrow.
Penetration, this is no longer something that can be saved by the divine passage method.
But he didn't expect Chang Xiao to pull the male sword god out of the gate of hell with just a slap.
From the realm of the white-robed ancestor, it is natural that he cannot see the terrifying extent of the power of life and death of the eternal master who dominates everything!
Seeing Chang Xiao flying towards him, the white-robed ancestor's respect for Chang Xiao couldn't help but increase a bit.
Then the male He sword god also flew over after killing more than a dozen soldiers, and jumped into the circle protected by the strange fish.
The chaotic battlefield fell silent for a while, and the black-armored soldiers surrounded the quagmire where the white-robed ancestor connected to the city moat. The quagmire was hundreds of meters wide. The crossbow arrows had lost their power when they were fired, but those with pedal bows were still alive.
Able to exert its power, the bowstring was kicked hard enough to make a crashing sound that resounded all around.
The strange fish in the river is a magical method that was developed after gathering many Xuanmen treasures. It was originally used to defend against the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Nanhe barbarians. At this time, it was really not easy to succeed with the 20,000 soldiers around!
"Ghost slave, can you help me catch that flesh-born treasure?" Prince Qilin couldn't help but speak as he saw the big fish he had obtained struggling there, unable to hold it down.
The one called the Ghost Slave is the figure who just saved Prince Qilin and Princess Huayu.