Chapter 151: This Sword, Please Watch Carefully (Three in One)
The ragged old man had a pair of eyes that were like a giant crocodile lurking in the abyss, staring at its prey, stern and calm.
His exposed torso was unusually thin and solid, with every muscle tightly twisted together like iron ropes, making one's scalp tingle just by looking at it.
Interlaced lines of hideous new and old scars were spread across the body, covering almost every corner, just like a close-fitting suit of scale armor.
This old man, who looks hunchbacked and thin, possesses unparalleled great power.
His name was once feared by all.
Grandmaster, "God of Killing".
Huo Hengxuan.
“!!!!”
Su Huaiying's pupils constricted and her heart was shocked. She had never thought that she would actually see a living Huo Hengxuan standing in front of her!
No...it can't be said to be alive.
Before Wen Qie led his army to retreat into Zangfengzhou, the first to respond was the Jingnan Palace. Almost all of its combat power had not yet joined Wen Qie's army.
Chen Kuang decided to find a place to hide first and wait for that guy to come and join him.
It's that simple, even... not ugly.
"There are so few sword techniques outside of the Galan Temple, and you haven't touched any of them. You've only learned fist and kick techniques."
After searching for a long time, I only found a dilapidated temple.
"Since he still has little understanding, I'll just be careless with the sword strike he received."
“Huff…”
And those involved seem to still not understand what is happening.
Pang Lizheng raised his head, looked at the sky, sighed, and said:
Because the army behind him has not finished retreating.
The horse's seven limbs curled up, like the watermelon worms that children love to play with, and rolled forward.
A familiar hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
The majestic spiritual energy surged like a huge storm, covering the sky and the sun, and eight different formations and Dharma images condensed in the air!
"But when you come here, you find out that it is indeed like that."
"Hey, is he looking for me?"
Su Huaiying turned around, facing the vast army, and said calmly:
Su Huaiying let out a long sigh: "Another lie."
Of course, let alone Pang Lizheng, Huo Hengxuan also has the ability to bring back the souls of even those soldiers with the eighth-grade cultivation level.
I also didn't see a huge sword phantom condensing in the air.
I stretched out two fingers, two fingers as thin and weak as bamboo joints, and put them together, pointing straight to the sky.
"Even a master surrounded by seven armies, if he has only one person to fight, is like a beast trapped in a cage, an elephant on an ant, with a ten to one chance of death."
This bald-headed Taoist priest hasn't taken the opportunity to escape yet...
The power of dividing the mind is something that the eighth-grade cultivators cannot comprehend naturally. Its full name is "dividing the mind and separating the soul". Without dividing the mind, there is naturally no main mind.
Huo Hengxuan finally found the answer after much thought.
"I'll do something for you."
Chen Kuang said sincerely: "General Huo is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and you still admire him very much."
Chen Kuang twitched his lips, but also refuted that those troops were actually here to encircle and suppress the rebels in the end, and they were not concerned about what would happen afterwards. Our target now was not Chen Kuang.
But in reality, we were getting further and further away from Chen Kuang and others, until we were drawn into the center, revealing a strange gap.
Su Huaiying said without meaning, "You want the princess to be arrested, not him... My dear, isn't he a little too self-indulgent?"
"Although I've long known that his eldest son is no ordinary person, I never thought he could stir up trouble to such an extent. Yang Country has a total of ten armies, and seven of them are here to encircle him. It's like the entire country is mobilized."
Everything caught up in it becomes part of the chaos and can no longer leave.
Apart from Xi Mengquan, Su Huaiying really can't be considered my seventh mentor, but Su Huaiying regards himself as a master, and Chen Kuang also plans to become his disciple.
I only know seven sword techniques. One is the Qin sword taught by Xi Mengquan, and the other is the killing sword taught by Su Huaiying.
I said in a strong voice, "After all... after today, you will truly disappear from this world."
Chen Kuang'er took action, transformed a killing sword into a form, and held it out with both hands:
The clanging of the iron hooves of the seven armies of the Yang Kingdom was like the beating of a thousand giant drums, shaking the ground, making the gravel jump, and making eagles fly and rabbits run.
Chen Kuang laughed dryly.
Thousands of horses were galloping, and the army was lined up in a row behind him, with the cavalry battalion at the back and the infantry battalion in the front. The running soldiers raised their white spears and followed the knights behind to charge backwards.
When Chen Kuang was preparing for the alliance later, he had not yet inquired through the demon clan.
The horse's seven limbs did not stop and it kept running hard.
These 80,000 small troops seemed as if they had never appeared.
As long as the other party has no ulterior motives, Chen Kuang cannot take advantage of them.
"Right here. Later, a long-lost male saint from Yang Country sealed off the spiritual energy of an entire continent with one finger, and nearly crushed seven million people. Does that count?"
Su Huaiying laughed and said, "Look, he's dead today."
Pang Lizheng was able to recall the Huo family army because the cultivation of those soldiers was generally only at the awakening stage, and was still at the stage called mortals by practitioners.
Chen Kuang sat up and started a fire, thinking about how he had missed this bald-headed Taoist priest again.
Bad looks like white, and bad looks like white.
It was like a wave that came suddenly, with thousands of horses galloping across the sky and thousands of flags hanging in the distance, and all of them were "rolled" back as the sword was swung.
Well... except when facing the Martial Saint.
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