Sword of Coming

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 it was right at the foot of Chen Ping'an's practice sword furnace stake setting under the waterfall, among the stone pillars that seemed to be the mainstay. 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 forged 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 sword can cut down the great mountains".

Song Yushao was hanging 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, including three thousand elite cavalry, are the direct descendants of the general Chu Hao. They all came from the frontier battlefield and are the first-class warriors of the 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 officials, 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 the woman. Although the father-in-law died in a feud, he had been the leader of the martial arts alliance for twenty years before that, and had the imperial court as his backer, secretly cultivating her. Many shady Jianghu wings later became the followers of his son-in-law Chu Hao.

Even after so many years, the woman who was Chu Hao's pillow still hated Jianshui Villa deeply and harbored a grudge against her.

Chu Hao was very clear about this and agreed, 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 the 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 the opportunity to invite Miao to fight, 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 knots in the temple. 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 someone divorce you and marry you just because you are the daughter of a martial arts leader? Then you got angry and asked someone to destroy the flower garden? Ruined that woman's life? If it were 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 his mind very lightly. Furthermore, on the day when the old alliance leader washed his hands in the golden basin, he was killed by Song Gaofeng, whose face was destroyed. This also made the woman restrain herself a lot over the years. She was generally content with her husband and raising children, and had a good relationship with her sworn wife in the capital of Shushui Kingdom. The fate of Chu Hao has greatly enhanced his reputation and made his official career much smoother. Chu Hao felt that he had to thank the man surnamed Song back then for teaching her a lesson, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.

Before leaving the capital this time, his wife accompanied him secretly, and now she lives secretly in the city. She proposed that after the Jianshui Villa was destroyed this time, the old sword master Song Yushao could escape without dying, but the man who is said to have a similar appearance His mother's evil obstacle, Song Fengshan, must be crushed and ashes raised. 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 acceptable, but they are the most poisonous to a woman's heart.

As expected of Chu Hao, she is the wife he is marrying, 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. Husband, if you don't know how to march and fight, yet you still dare to act like a hero, it's time for him and Jianshui Villa to be wiped out in ashes.

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. That’s fine, 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 these 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 can it be defeated by ten thousand people? nonexistent.

Chu Hao has experienced hundreds of battles, and is by no means a literati who rests in his comfort zone to enjoy 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 are you, Chen Pingan, here to join in the fun?

During 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? "

Chen Pingan nodded.

Song Yushao 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 also true that I find someone to test my sword with. I, Song Yushao, stopped in front of the army today, and that’s even more true!”

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 his best to persuade calmly: "Now the two sides are equivalent to two armies confronting each other. Do you think you can avoid killing people if you don't kill people? You think you are just playing house with a child. There are thousands of cavalry in the army. As you rush towards Youyi, there are heavily armored infantry forming a mountainous formation, and thousands of strong bows and crossbows are aimed at you. Not to mention the 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 military master's magic bow, Duwei, is an important weapon used by the imperial government specifically for 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 capture 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 me 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 good 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, the sword gourd on the waist of the mountain sword fairy? Besides, you are the only one What is the use of a pure martial artist who has tempered his body and has the legendary sword-raising gourd?!"

Chen Pingan 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, someone looks down on you, come out."

Song Yushao was stunned.

What are you doing?

The scarlet wine gourd didn't move either.

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 Pingan has long known that the two little ancestors in the sword-raising gourd, Feijian Fifteen, are docile and obedient. Chen Pingan's heart will be pointed at Fifteen, and they are simply his caring little cotton-padded jackets. As for the first grade 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 Fifteen, everything goes as planned. At least at a few critical moments, I never cheated on myself in the first year of junior high school.

Song Yushao was surprised: "Is this 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! Let's go, you can come here to see me off." , your love has been exhausted, now that your martial arts road is smooth, and you have a precious 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, Beat you to shame?!"

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 had a stupefied Jianghu aura, and he 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. He had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. 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 Pingan stepped forward and stood side by side with the old man, "I will 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 so fast. 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 was relieved and proud, and 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 behavior remains the same.

The old man laughed loudly and said: "What's wrong with this? It's so generous!"

Song Yushao swept forward, his long sword came out of its bamboo scabbard, and the sword energy lingered between heaven and earth. 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 like they were facing a formidable enemy. When the war drums beat, the young soldiers from the garrison 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 to 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 bow string, 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 open 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 were able to dare to charge head-on without being afraid of the title of Sword Master. This did not mean that the rest of the troops under his command were brave enough to fear 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, and 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.

General Chu Hao rode his horse and stood under the mighty banner fluttering in the wind, feeling satisfied and satisfied.

The army is pressing down on the country, and the arrogant man is just a mantis. 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 him, 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 Liran in hand, and ran forward with momentum like a rainbow and as fast as thunder.

They collided with the Chu family's elite cavalry who had already formed a neat front line.

The first wave of arrows rained down, and the sky was densely packed with black dots, shooting towards them. The bow string 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 swift 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 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 strong that it opened the eyes of the soldiers on the battlefield, the second group of cavalry bows still followed in an orderly manner, like rain falling.

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 in a sword gesture, pointed to the sky, and shouted softly: "Go!"

Then he stamped his feet, forming a half-circle sword array in front of him. The long sword formed by condensing sword energy swung towards the front row of elite riders who were charging forward with spears, and instantly broke the legs of dozens of riders. , and even penetrated the neck of the twenty fine cavalry's mounts. On the road where the cavalry was charging, people suddenly fell over.

A Yiran sword flew into the sky. Under the pull of Song Yushao's sword skills, the sword energy was flowing horizontally and vertically, like a big umbrella blocking the rain. When the arrows landed on the umbrella, without exception, they all hit the stone 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. However, Chu Hao's ability in leading troops 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 Country, the so-called number one in the world, cannot scare these strong men who have been soaked in blood and laid among corpses.

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, making it the most powerful country on the table. In particular, the number of cavalry is the largest among all other countries. However, regardless of its actual combat power, Caiyi Kingdom has the largest number of troops. 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 sturdy folk customs and elite infantry and cavalry, they are all qualified 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 and powdered 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. .

Chu Hao personally led the troops this time 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 sword master's head that he delivered to his door was no lighter than a sword water villa.

Chu Hao, who was heavily protected by the formation, couldn't help but smile and said: "God help me. Song Yushao, kill, just kill. When you reach the end of the strong crossbow, let's see how you still show off your power. I, Chu Hao, will soon hold the Hundreds of thousands of frontier troops are marching northward. When I take the lead in destroying the Caiyi Kingdom, I, Chu Hao, may have a place in the Aquarius Continent’s once-in-ten-year Guanhu Academy military generals review! That big one in the north Lisong Changjing is just relying on relatives of the emperor, but if we really want to talk about the true ability of soldiers on the battlefield, what 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 on riding and shooting in order to continue. The familiar charge and formation stance, he rammed into the old man in black arrogantly.

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 the two-fingered sword technique, controlled the long sword in the air and dropped 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 misty smoke passing by, and the old man in black was no longer in sight.

Standing 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 slipped 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 a figure as thin as smoke appeared in front of him. plunder.

The Jingqi 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 toward the large banner where the general was, the way Chu's army would treat guests would definitely be to fire their bows upwards at the back of the spear array.

In the past, because Song Yu broke through the formation too quickly, the walking bow projectile was not used, but this definitely does not mean that the walking bow loses its deterrent effect, 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. Their heads and shoulders came together to attack Song Yushao. They accurately calculated Song Yushao's breathing gap, and passed through the dense forest of guns. Each of them had a sharp weapon, and Song Yushao just struck him on the head.

Song Yushao tapped his toes and advanced instead of retreating. Holding the Yiran sword in one hand, he swept the sword across and slashed lazily into the air.

It was expected that Song Yushao would need to breathe, but 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 thrown down. 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 them fell almost instantly. Swarming forward, frantically filling the gap, 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 rough thickness of the formation. He sighed slightly in his heart. He tiptoed a little and held his hands firmly. He still could only jump up and swayed out a sword energy, cutting off The dense forest of spears in front of several rows suddenly grasped the long sword tightly at the same time. The sword was filled with sword energy, and the sword energy was shaken. Song Yushao was holding a full moon, as if he could compete with the bright sun above his head for 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 that was originally as big as a jade plate suddenly became extremely huge, shrouding Song Yushao, and let it go like this. The rain arrows fired fiercely, 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 or 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 rain of arrows was also hit by them. He dashed past.

During this period, as long as there were unavoidable arrows on his way, 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, he will punch the side of the war horse and beat him hard. Both the man and the horse would fly two to three feet away, or they would be bumped diagonally with their shoulders. The same would be the tragic end of the horse's hooves flying into the air and both the man and the horse falling over.

In the end, he jumped up slightly, stepped on the back of a horse, and flicked on the water. The heads of the horses or the backs of the horses behind him flashed, making the knights feel like a breeze blowing on their faces, and the sword was He slashed and thrust out spears, but he couldn't successfully capture even a piece of the young man's clothes.

Definitely the pinnacle of the Fourth Realm, and even the martial arts master of the Fifth Realm!

A cavalryman held a refined 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 dreamed of. 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 holding the spear with both hands in the air, and stabbed the ground heavily. The long spear with superior toughness collapsed like a bowstring in a large arc. With a dull sound, Chen Pingan was thrown seven or eight feet high into the air. 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 cavalrymen looking back, the young man carrying a sword with a resolute face 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 shocking 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 their teeth with hatred, but deep down in their hearts, isn't there something... that they yearn for? !

The battlefield is tragic and the arena is heroic.

Originally there was a world of difference between the two, just like the previous Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom's broken formation, especially when the sword energy slashed and slashed the formation, how brutal and bloody was it?

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 fast 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 flowing fireflies, one snow white and one dark green, suddenly flashing out from the vermilion wine gourd on the waist of the young man with the sword on his back. They smashed the arrows one by one under the long stem.

There was no need for the young man to dodge. A small number of but extremely intimidating 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 and kill, but the latter regretfully landed on the ground and looked back with fierce eyes and anger 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 coach Da Zhen, 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 drew the sword a hundred steps away was a sword master of at least five realms.

The man was standing 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 magic weapon that can cut iron like mud, but a length of shiny green bamboo, two feet long. The shaku is six inches long, but it is the same length as the sword.

He stood proudly on the horseback. General Chu Hao, who was much shorter than his head, did not 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 smiled: "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 good deal."

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 on standing in a small clearing where the soldiers had left.

It was the young swordsman from the Qingzhu Sword Immortal of the Songxi Kingdom who smiled and asked, "Old Sword Master Song, 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 between two fingers, and the talisman is in gold font. One man was tall and tall, holding two axes with seal patterns of auspicious clouds engraved on them. Neither of them wore armor, so they were obviously not military officers.

Both of them looked behind Song Yushao. Compared with the calmness of Qingzhu Sword Immortal, the two old men accompanying the army had a somewhat solemn expression.

As great qi practitioners enshrined by the royal family of Shushui Kingdom, they knew what it would mean for a swordsman who raised a natal 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 boy 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. He was facing a powerful enemy, 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 suddenly fell to the ground. He was two feet tall and stood out among the crowd of people in the formation. It was holding a big halberd. Within the 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 day and the fifteenth day of the new year.

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 Ping'an had actually changed a lot compared to the boy from Mud Bottle Lane who liked to jump across the stream.

At this moment, he saw the strong man with golden armor and silver body not far away, holding a golden halberd, ready to go, staring 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 compete with the martial arts of the Three Realms. This two-foot-tall golden armored warrior in front of him , it is estimated that it is at least the fighting strength of a fourth-level warrior, and may even be the strength of a fifth-level warrior.

But at the beginning of his boxing practice, he dared to challenge an old ape from Zhengyang Mountain.

When Chen Ping'an got his act together, he didn't really worry about 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."

They were only twenty steps apart. The two sword lights under Chen Ping'an's feet, one on the left and one on the right, drew an arc around the golden-armored warrior who began to stamp heavily on the ground and run 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.

The Green Bamboo Sword Immortal standing on the horse 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 Sophora japonica in an ancient temple, which easily split open the golden light formation of the 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 one punch at a time. There will be a day when I can punch a million punches. First only learn its meaning, not its shape!

Just hand out the sword!

There are mountains to create mountains, and there are waters to cut off water!

The Eighteen Stops Sword Qi in his body no longer restrained at all, like a flood bursting through a bank, rushing through many remote Qi mansions that had long been regarded as useless by today's sword cultivators.

Chen Ping'an suddenly pulled out the locust tree sword in an instant, and with a brilliant 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 soon came to his senses, straightened his waist, 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 pent-up emotions. In the midst of an army of tens of thousands of people, holding a locust wood sword that has been accomplished with one sword, the young man loudly said: "Da Li Chen Ping'an is here!"