Chapter 188: One Sword Destroys Three Thousand
"Fairy from the sky!"
“It’s Ye Gucheng!”
"Ye Gucheng took action!"
“How beautiful!”
"The sword is like a flying fairy, and the man is also a flying fairy!"
"The thirteenth on the Sword God list versus the second on the Knife God list!"
"Fuck!"
"What a gorgeous sword energy!"
“That’s so cool!”
Seeing Ye Gucheng attack Huang Ying, the warriors who had just escaped a disaster exclaimed in surprise and stared at the battlefield with burning eyes.
Such a confrontation is not easy to see.
Between heaven and earth.
There is only one knife and one sword.
One is the flying fairy in the sword.
One is the god of swords.
The sword energy and the knife energy collided silently.
Click.
It was like the sound of an eggshell breaking, not loud but extremely clear.
At the moment when the knife energy and the sword energy collided, the sword energy was shattered, and the golden knife energy slashed at Ye Gucheng like a hot knife.
Ye Gucheng's white clothes were stained with blood, and he fell into the mountainside like a kite with a broken string, and his life or death was unknown.
"hiss!"
“One knife!”
"Ye Gucheng was defeated with just one strike!"
"Is this the strength of the second on the Sword God List?"
“It’s so scary!”
"I'm afraid only the top five on the Sword God Ranking can have the strength to fight?"
…
As everyone was shocked and discussing Ye Gucheng's defeat with one sword, a chill suddenly spread between heaven and earth.
"Is it snowing?"
A warrior stretched out his hand, held a snowflake falling from the sky with his fingertips, with doubt in his eyes.
They didn't know why it suddenly snowed.
But Zhao Wu in the carriage knew it.
Ximen Chuxue is about to take action.
Moreover, Ximen Chuxue made a greater breakthrough in swordsmanship after seeing the battle between Ye Gucheng and Huang Ying.
"well!"
On the top of the mountain, Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh.
He knew that he couldn't stop and couldn't stop Ximen Chuxue from taking action.
He could only pray for his friend.
He looked deeply at Ximen Chuxue.
I saw the other person standing tall, his clothes as white as snow, like a sculpture that had stood there since time immemorial.
After so many ups and downs over the years, the shadow of loneliness finally flashed across his lonely eyes.
If you are obsessed with kendo, you are destined to have no friends, no relatives, no lovers, and only the sword.
However, this loneliness was soon replaced by a fiery gaze.
It is a strong feeling of pursuing kendo when encountering an opponent.
At this time.
He only has eyes for his opponent.
The sword is the only thing in his mind.
He can even regard his own life as worthless.
Because they have already dedicated their lives to the cause they love.
His way is the sword.
He seeks neither immortality nor Buddhahood. The success, failure, fame and fortune in this world are not worth his attention, let alone his smile.
All he wanted was the honor and glory when he swung his sword. To him, that moment was eternity.
In order to reach the peak of this moment, he would even sacrifice everything.
Buzz! Huang Ying seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head.
Eyes met.
Their eyes met.
There was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
That's the excitement of meeting like-minded people.
Although the opponent is a swordsman.
But the other party's pursuit of the sword is just like his obsession with the knife.
They are the same kind of people.
"It's Ximen Chuxue!"
"Ximen Chuxue is about to take action too!"
"Ye Gucheng is not a match for Yidao, so Ximen Chuxue is definitely not his opponent either!"
"No matter if he is my opponent or not, this is going to be a stunning duel that only happens once in a century!"
This moment.
Everyone also discovered Ximen Chuxue, who was standing alone on the top of the mountain.
As white as snow.
The sword's edge is as pale as snow.
A pale profile like snow.
As pale as snow.
They were excited and held their breath.
Full of expectations.
finally.
Ximen Chuxue moved.
No one saw how he drew his sword.
No one saw how he moved.
A sword light fell like a meteor, cutting through the sky and tearing apart the heaven and earth.
His body and the sword have become one.
His person is the sword.
As long as he is there, everything in the world is his sword.
This moment.
His sword has become as he pleases, everywhere and nowhere at the same time;
His sword is no longer drawn for anyone or anything, or for anyone or anything;
His sword is everything and nothing.
This is the higher level of swordsmanship that he comprehended from watching Ye Gucheng fight with Huang Ying.
This moment.
He has surpassed Ye Gucheng before.
If the Sword God List is ranked again.
He must be above Ye Gucheng.
"Seventh Style of Sword Intentions: Chaotic Love Slash!"
Huang Ying tightly grasped the Jingji Sword in his hand, and slashed out with golden sword energy dozens of feet long.
The clash of knife and sword.
A duel between a swordsman and a swordsman.
The terrifying knife and sword energy splashed everywhere, rocks flew everywhere, grass and trees were cut down, and the whole place was devastated.
Ximen Chuxue's figure fell from the sky.
The world was dead silent.
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Blocked?"
"Fuck! Ximen Chuxue actually blocked it!"
"Sword God Rankings really can't be taken as an iron rule. There is still a gap in actual combat!"
Everyone thought to themselves.
Ye Gucheng was ranked thirteenth on the Sword God List. He was chopped away by Huang Ying's sword and his life or death was unknown.
Ximen Chuxue, ranked sixteenth on the Sword God list, blocked the sword.
Swish! But just when everyone thought Ximen Chuxue had blocked the knife, a sharp knife energy burst out from his chest, running across his entire chest.
The snow-white robe instantly turned red.
"hiss!"
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
I thought Ximen Chuxue blocked the knife, but unexpectedly he failed to block it.
"Yes, I am looking forward to fighting with you next time!"
Huang Ying did not continue to attack. He looked excited, with a sense of mutual admiration.
While he was speaking.
Ye Gucheng, who had crashed into the mountain, also came out in a mess. There was a hideous wound on his chest, which dyed his snow-white robe red.
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Ximen Chuixue said slowly: "Okay."
He didn't say much.
But with just one word, one can feel his recognition of Huang Ying and their mutual admiration for each other.
Ye Gucheng came from behind and also said only one word: "Okay."
Then he turned and left.
This time.
Although he was defeated miserably.
But he benefited greatly.
Next time.
He will definitely defeat Huang Ying.
Ye Gucheng left.
Ximen Chuxue also left.
He left so decisively.
Everyone was stunned.
"The next fight will surely be even more exciting. I just wonder if there will be another chance to see the duel between the peerless swordsman and the swordsman!"
Everyone felt lost.
The fight was too fast.
They are not enjoyable at all.
Immediately.
Their eyes were on Jingwei and Wei Zhongxian.
Wei Zhongxian was the Ninth Thousand Years Old Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. He was in a high position and had great power. With his Vajra Boy Skills, he was feared by both the righteous and evil forces in the martial arts world and had few rivals.
Jingwei is the fifth-ranked peerless swordsman on the Sword God List.
The fight between the two was even more exciting than the one that ended Huang Ying, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue in one move.
Dangdangdang! Dangdangdang! The Jingwei Sword was as fast as lightning, continuously slashing across Wei Zhongxian's neck, chest, back, and waist, making a sound of fine iron.
I have to say that Wei Zhongxian's Vajra Boy Kung Fu is indeed powerful.
Defense against terror.
If not for this, he wouldn't have made it this far.
But even so.
Wounds also began to appear on his body.
The sharpness of Jingwei's sword became stronger and stronger.
"hateful!"
"No, if this continues, my Vajra Boy Kung Fu won't be able to withstand it!"
Wei Zhongxian was horrified and immediately shouted angrily: "Fire!"
His voice, amplified by his powerful true energy, was heard for dozens of miles, shaking the mountains and forests, and scaring countless birds and beasts into fleeing in panic.
"fire?"
Everyone was stunned, and then seemed to have thought of something. They were suddenly frightened and no longer cared about watching the fun, and ran away.
However, at this moment, the general of the Shenji Camp, which had 3,000 people, stood on the watchtower and looked at the battlefield with a telescope several thousand meters away from everyone.
Originally, when he saw the Jinyiwei and the masters of the East and West Factories being killed, he wanted to open fire.
But Wei Zhongxian was the person in charge of this operation.
There was no order from Wei Zhongxian.
He didn't even dare to fire.
Get the order now.
He didn't hesitate at all.
He waved the command flag in his hand vigorously.
"fire!"
Hundreds of artillery pieces fired at the same time, bombarding Zhao Wu's location.
boom.
The emperor's shadow flew into the air in an instant, and he slashed with all his might with the Jingji Sword.
Golden sword energy swept out.
One knife split dozens of shells.
But the rest of the shells fell anyway.
In an instant.
Smoke and dust rolled, and the air was filled with gunpowder.
"What the hell, it's actually a cannon!"
"There are probably hundreds of artillery pieces!"
"It's over!"
Countless heroes of the martial arts world were running for their lives. They had just barely escaped from the Heaven-Locking Arrow Formation of the Jinyiwei and the Eastern Depot, but they did not expect to encounter artillery fire again.
This simply leaves no way out.
"It's artillery!"
In the White Dragon Chariot, the women screamed in shock. With large-scale artillery bombardment, even a strong person in the Heavenly Man Realm would find it difficult to escape unscathed.
"Don't worry, artillery fire of this level cannot break the White Dragon Chariot's defense!"
Zhao Wu hugged Zhang Sanniang's soft and plump body and gave everyone a comforting look.
However, a hint of coldness emerged in the depths of his eyes.
call out.
In an instant, the Wangquan Sword placed aside turned into a sword light that shot up into the sky and disappeared into the sky.
…
Shenjiying.
The commander-in-chief Wu Dao looked at the scene of hundreds of artillery shells roaring, with an arrogant look on his face: "What does it matter how high your martial arts skills are? Under my artillery, all of you will die without a burial place."
certainly.
He was just talking.
Artillery is useless against land immortals. Huang Ying and Jing Niu beside Zhao Wu have obviously reached the level of land immortals.
The two of them were enough to cover Zhao Wu's escape from the artillery fire.
But he didn't think that he could kill Zhao Wu in this way.
It would be enough to destroy Zhao Wu's prestige and force him to flee in embarrassment.
Yin~~ Suddenly, the sound of sword chanting came from the sky above.
Wu Dao and the soldiers of the Shenji Camp suddenly looked up and saw a long sword coming down from the sky as if it was the sword that created the world.
Before the sword arrives, the endless sword energy is already sharp enough to pierce your bones.
That is not a human sword.
That was the wrath of thunder and the judgment of God.
"No……"
The sword light suddenly expanded in his pupils. Wu Dao, who was already in the late Heavenly Man stage, roared in fear and wanted to escape. However, he found that his whole body had been suppressed by the sword force and he could hardly move at all.
Swish!
The long sword fell, and a huge crack hundreds of feet long and ten feet wide appeared in the middle of the Shenji Camp. The escaping sword energy swept around with the crack as the center.
No matter whether it was people or plants, bamboos, or stones, it was as if thousands of swords pierced their hearts and they were torn into pieces by the endless sword energy, leaving them full of holes.
One kilometer radius.
Life is cut off.
The Shenji Camp has three thousand soldiers and a hundred artillery pieces.
Total destruction.
…
(End of this chapter)