At least it was not enough for Chen Hui, who had perfect cultivation... Perhaps as a deliberate tease, Chen Hui did not kill Song Yang directly, but shot out the dominoes in his hand one by one. The position of each domino was related to the last one.
The dice are the same at first; and the effect of each hit is completely the same, causing the blade to vibrate and the power to dissipate.
More than thirty dominoes were lit up in an instant, and Chen Hui turned over his hand and took out a bunch of copper coins. It was obvious that he was deliberately teasing.
Not only was there no hope of victory, it was downright useless. Every attack by Song Yang failed before it could take shape. Song Yang kept changing his offensive, adjusting the direction and angle of the attack, but it had no effect in front of the Jiading Grandmaster.
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The fighting in the post house was earth-shattering, and all the garrison soldiers were alerted. How could dozens of ordinary soldiers dismantle the battle group of the Grand Master and the top-level warriors? The leading officer was furious and loudly ordered his subordinates to rush to the prefect. Princess
Deliver letters everywhere.
On the way, Sister Ren Xiaozai met the Hongbo family general who came after hearing the news. Ren Xiaozai heard that Song Yang was fighting Chen Hui, and was shocked, angry and frightened. He wanted to rush over immediately, but Ren Churong said something
Following the order, regardless of Her Royal Highness the Princess's cries and pleas, a team of people was sent to carry her back to her residence.
The fierce battle in the post house involves the Grand Master, and the situation is strange. Ren Xiaoping has a reckless temper. Princess Chenghe is afraid that she will do something bad, and she is even more afraid that she will be in danger.
The "official title" of the princess is higher than that of the princess, but Hongbo Wei is a family general and only obeys the more prestigious third lady.
In the span of a stick of incense, Ren Churong, under the protection of Qin Zhui, led more than a hundred Hongbo cavalry to the post house. After Qin Zhui saw the situation clearly, he immediately issued orders continuously. The whole group did not advance but retreated, turned their horses and retreated.
More than a hundred feet.
The strength of the Hongbo Guards present was not enough to subdue a great master. Qin Zhui had to rely on the impact of the cavalry and the battle formation to attack Chen Hui, at least to disrupt his position and try to rescue Song Yang.
Dangerous place.
The heroes of hundreds of battles gathered into formation in a blink of an eye. Qin Zhui and three other strong cavalry were at the head of the team. They held the royal flags of Hongbo Palace in their hands. Different from the past, the flags were not held high but were directly held up.
Duan... Zhenxi Wang Banner is also a giant spear that rushes into the formation. It is made of fine iron and is of great weight. At this moment, the sharp iron spear is pointed directly at Chen Hui in the courtyard.
But just before the charge was launched, Princess Chenghe not far away suddenly shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"
The war spear in Qin Zhui's hand vibrated violently, causing the royal flag on the spear to tremble. He frowned and turned back: "What's wrong, Princess?"
Ren Churong also came on horseback. She immediately urged her horse forward. Her expression was a little strange. She clenched her fist tightly with her left hand, shook her head and said, "You can't come forward anyway. Just watch the battle quietly."
Song Yang didn't know that the Hongbo Guards had arrived... At this moment, all he had in mind was the battle in front of him, and he had even forgotten why he was fighting.
Since practicing martial arts, Song Yang has not had many opportunities to actually fight. A year ago, he killed the Titan bird in the mountains, beat up the young man in silk shirt on the way to Qingyang, and chopped the mute before the competition. In total, there were only three times.
Every time the enemy's strength is not as good as his, no matter how fierce the fight is, there is no 'quality' at all.
But this time, the highest achievement of martial arts in the world, the powerful combat power of Grandmaster Jia Ding, was like an insurmountable mountain, cutting off his way of life. Song Yang was 'hitting the mountain', knowing that it would not collapse but he still had to hit it.
.You will die but you will not give in. You will die but you will not give up. This is not the true nature of being domineering.
And forcing him to be more and more desperate, more and more unconvinced, and gradually forgetting that all he wants to do is just fight... cowardly.
From the beginning to the end, Chen Hui was teasing Song Yang like a cat and mouse. First there were dominoes, then copper coins, and the 'hidden weapons' kept shooting out, all from the same position - the blade of Chuyu's sword, and the joint between the handle. Until now, Song Yang was hit
Countless heavy cuts were made, but none of them were able to exert full force. At the moment when the momentum suddenly appeared, Chen Hui's hidden weapon hit the "vital part of the blade". The long sword shook itself uncontrollably, and the power dissipated.
Song Yang exerted all his strength but could not make the slash take shape.
He was fighting desperately, so he was very domineering; but because he was depressed, all the domineering power that almost broke the world was suppressed in his own body, and there was no way to vent it. Because of this, he became more and more crazy, almost falling into madness, unless he was killed.
Break the shackles, otherwise you will not be able to extricate yourself.
Intense anger surged through his limbs and bones, his blood became hot, his body, hair and skin seemed to be burned by flames, and Song Yang's eyes and canthus were cracked... The fierce battle had been going on for half an hour, and three thousand elites from Qingyang Prefecture had already gathered.
On the other side, Princess Chenghe shook her head and no one dared to come in and disturb her.
Chen Hui polished off the first coin in his hand, and turned his hand and took out the second coin. Nanli's currency system is one thousand coins, and Song Yang has already chopped more than a thousand knives. Each sword is only worth one penny.
The first round of money took half an hour, but the second round of money in Chen Hui's hand only lasted for one stick of incense before it was exhausted. It was not Song Yang who accelerated the speed of drawing the sword, but his domineering
'It's getting more and more fierce, the internal force of 'Long Que Zhuan' is getting stronger and stronger, and the power bursting out from 'Chu Yu Dao' is getting stronger and stronger, so much so that a copper coin from Chen Hui can no longer completely trigger the self-vibration of the blade.
It was impossible to completely neutralize the power of that slash.
From shooting one penny at a time, to two, three, and finally five pence, when Chen Hui took out the third penny, he shot a ten-penny combo...
There is only one way to be truly domineering: when you are strong, you get stronger, and there is no way around it.
The more terrifying the pressure, the stronger the resistance. This is the case for Song Yang. As his mood tightens and his anger explodes, the inner energy of 'Longque Zhuan' becomes more and more turbulent, and the power he bursts out is more powerful than ever before.
Stronger every time.
There is only one enemy in his eyes, and he only thinks about the current attack. When Song Yang fully integrates into the 'Dragon Bird' and becomes domineering from his heart, he becomes a fool and a lunatic, stupid but decisive, ridiculous but glorious.
!
Princess Chenghe was not familiar with martial arts and could not understand the fierce battle in the courtyard of the post house, but unknowingly, a fear gradually emerged from the bottom of her heart... Coming because of Song Yang, it was like a little deer seeing it from a distance
A crazy bear. She knew clearly that the bear would not come towards her, but she still felt uncontrollable fear in her heart.
Ren Churong even dared not look anymore, as if he was afraid that his gaze would attract the invisible flames burning around Song Yang.
Chen Hui took out the third coin. At this moment, except for the crazy Song Yang, everyone present could understand: the old man had expected such a situation, otherwise he would not have carried so many copper coins with him.
In just a moment, most of the money from the third pass was spent. At this moment, Song Yang actually went crazy. He no longer attacked Chen Hui, but picked up the "Chu Yu" and pointed it towards the ground as if he was digging a big stone.
Smash it hard.
Chen Hui did not take the opportunity to attack, but instead pushed back a few steps. The old man looked at Song Yang with excitement, expectation, and gloating, but the previous contempt had long since dissipated.
Jumping on his feet, arching his body, with veins on his forehead and face as red as blood, Song Yang slashed four knives back and forth, all of them hitting the bluestone. Each time the knives fell, he screamed out one word: Death, coming, coming,
head!
When he was fighting with Chen Hui before, Song Yang also yelled, but it was just a meaningless roar. Only this time, the four words were clear and loud, and the sound shook the night sky!
It was not intentional, just because only these four words could represent his rage at the moment. It was completely a subconscious shout. Even Song Yang himself did not know whether these four words were shouting for the enemy or himself;
The same was true for the four swords. He was depressed to the extreme, and his body seemed to have reached the limit of endurance. At the critical moment, he couldn't help but strike hard, in order to vent the violent energy accumulated in his body, burning his heart and eroding his bones.
And when the fourth knife slashed to the ground fell, I don't know if it was because he was finally able to vent his anger. Song Yang only felt a loud bang in his mind, and the world in front of him suddenly became brighter. It was as huge as he had never experienced before.
Power surged up from every inch of blood, flowed, gathered, and finally fell on his hand and his knife.
The catharsis of four swords and four drinks is like a flood breaking a dam. The majestic water force will never stop just opening a hole in the dam, it will break the entire dam and annihilate everything that stands in its way.
The bluestone cracked, the sand flew, and Song Yang's fifth sword no longer hit the ground... The sword light swept up, and there was a childish cry in the dark, the roar of 'Chu Yu', directed at Chen Hui.
And Song Yang's second roar: "Death is... imminent!"