The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 770: One Life for a Hundred

"Nyamanyes."

Wa Yuhe counted "ninety-eight" in his mouth.

The long sickle in his hand once again hooked into the abdomen of a Zhongzhou soldier, throwing him several feet into the air, with his internal organs and blood staining the air.

Wa Yuhe wielded the sickle with a handle as long as a spear and a blade half a meter long, just like an old farmer in Zhongzhou using his sickle to cut grass and wheat in the fields.

Every time the scythe swings back and forth in a circle, it will take the life of at least one Zhongzhou person!

The sickle blade was covered in layers of blood, as sticky as dirt, like a giant bloody mouth ready to devour its prey!
Wa Yuhe made another hook, and the tip of the long sickle drilled into the jaw of a Zhongzhou soldier!

Swish!
It seems that before the Zhongzhou soldier could feel any pain, his head had been pulled away from its original position and flew away like a ball!

"Yerwonyes!"

This was the ninety-ninth person from Zhongzhou who was killed by Wayuhe in less than an hour after he escaped with the main force!

Only one man short, he would have completed the massacre of a hundred men from the Zhongzhou army!
The pursuing troops from Zhongzhou were not outnumbered, and the route was wide and difficult to intercept even half of their 30,000-plus men.

In order to keep them, the people of Zhongzhou tried every possible means, even setting up felt tents on the battlefield, having their commanders play chess on the edge of a knife, and showing off their military power in a humiliating way!
Twenty years ago, the prairie wolves failed at the last moment and were exiled to the wilderness by the awakened lions, driven to a desolate and extremely cold place where no one lives, and were almost on the verge of extinction.

Twenty years later, a new generation of prairie wolves has returned and seems to have reached the same turning point.

Perhaps it was because the people from Zhongzhou stabbed him in the night that the long-accumulated depression burst out, or perhaps it was because he did not want the scene of Wala being expelled from Zhongzhou and sent back to their old nest twenty years ago to be repeated, Lahe Taiji swept away his recent indecision and made the most wolfish decision!

The lions on the grassland are certainly more majestic than wolves.

But if the lion pack does not take the wolf pack seriously, they may even expose their bellies to provoke the wolves when they retreat.

Just as the saying goes in Zhongzhou, "This is intolerable, what else is unbearable", even if all the wolves are killed here, they will definitely use their sharp claws and teeth to make the Zhongzhou lions deeply remember the greed, savagery, cruelty and violence of the wolf's nature!

Wahuhe was undoubtedly one of the wolves whose animal nature had been aroused!

He and the Nahai launched an attack on the lion group in Zhongzhou.

The primary target is Luo Piaoling and Tang Daren who are "exposing their bellies"!
Waving the long sickles in their hands again and again, Wayuhe and Zhongnahai approached the felt tent step by step.

"Nahai" is translated as "dog" in Zhongzhou dialect. These nomadic warriors call each other Nahai, symbolizing their unity and cooperation like hunting dogs, and their companionship through life and death.

In the absence of a surprise attack, this group of wolf-like and dog-like warriors who broke out of the Tower of Babel were obviously more powerful than the Zhongzhou soldiers and had better teamwork than the Zhongzhou martial artists.

Seeing that he was only thirty or forty steps away from the chessboard, Wa Yuhe could almost swoop in front of the tent like an eagle owl and take off the heads of the two Zhongzhou people, but there was a dazzling white light coming from the front!
Wa Yuhe sensed the danger, but he did not dare to turn his head away or close his eyes.

Force yourself to open your tearful eyes and face the danger!
Those are seven swords!
Seven Star Sword Formation?

As soon as he saw the sharp edges of the seven swords, Wa Yuhe subconsciously thought of the Wudang Emei sword formation that had appeared more than once in the Zhongzhou army.

The Seven Star Sword Formation from the Zhongzhou Taoist sect is both offensive and defensive with infinite variations. However, twenty years ago, the Oirat people had already developed a trick to break the formation by focusing their attacks on the center of the formation, Tianquan, or using rapid attacks and feints to create chaos, division and disintegration.

Wa Yuhe only felt that the Seven Star Sword Formation was now sharper and more powerful, but after confirming the enemy's formation, he had no time to think about it and habitually made the most conventional response.

They dispersed with the others in the sea, each looking for a shortcut, quickly approaching the center connecting the Seven Stars and the handle, and broke it with a violent attack.

Sitting in the throne of heaven is the one with a figure as tall as a proud horse and a face as cold as the ice-covered Mirror Lake.

The process of Wayuhe's attack on Shui Rujing was exceptionally smooth.

So smooth that there were no obstacles.

By this time, Wayuhe had already sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, the Seven Star Sword Formation had dispersed, and Shui Rujing seemed to be waiting for him.

Knowing that all the Nahais would be targeted one by one, Wa Yuhe had no way back and could only kill Shui Rujing first!

Wa Xuhe's long sickle was about to move, and the water was like a mirror, as if it had been accumulating strength for a long time. He leaned forward slightly, moved like a rabbit, and slashed with his sword diagonally, with the power of wind and thunder!
This was not the first time they had clashed with the number one female swordsman in Emei. They were well aware that her fierceness and bravery were different from the feminine and ghostly nature of other women.

This woman has mastered the Emei "Qi Lei Jue" to perfection, and her method of using sword to guide lightning to attack the enemy once made them hesitate.

The sword was coming from a powerful sword technique called Thunder Art. It would be unwise to confront it head-on, so he used stillness to overcome movement.

However, the water was like a mirror and did not come closer as it had done in the past.

What Wayuhe was greeted with were three, three, long and narrow sword energies that were as long as crescent moons.

He dodged two or three layers of sword energy that scraped past his body, and saw that the sword energy was coming faster and more frequently. How could Wa Yuhe dare to take the beating passively again?

He swung the long sickle, causing a disturbance in the gust of wind, and then threw out three or two gusts of energy carrying wind and earth to counter the sword energy.

When their eyes met, dirt and rocks flew everywhere, and grass debris flew everywhere.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of rolling stones, and Wa Yuhe thought that Shui Rujing was waiting for an opportunity to attract the thunder and falling sword.

Previously, Wa Yuhe must have temporarily avoided the attack, but now if he does not seize the upper hand with courage, he may be suppressed and have no room to fight back.

Therefore, Wayuheying swung his sickle towards the place where grass, earth and rocks fell!

However, the following incident was beyond Wayuhe's expectations. The man in fluttering white clothes ran past Wayuhe like the bravest white horse on the grassland.

The sword in his hand did contain lightning, but he only touched it lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water to test it.

Wa Xuhe tried to block it alertly, but saw that the man's sword completely passed him and continued to fly away.

Until the sword's lightning fell on the back of a familiar figure!

"Totonahai!"

Wa Yu closed his eyes with bloodshot eyes, his hair and beard stood on end, and he let out a scream.

But he couldn't avenge his death right away.

Two figures followed by two loud thunderclaps blocked his way.

The man and woman who came were dressed in dark green Taoist robes, and the swords in their hands contained thunder.

The water is like a mirror. The move just now did not seem to be as perfect as this one. The two were so harmonious and smooth, it seemed like a new skill.

Could it be that this is another hidden master from the Zhongzhou region who came out from some mountain?

It couldn't be that he was a master like Li Qing and Gu Shanke on the ninth or tenth floor of the Tower of Babel, right?
Wa Yuhe stepped back to defend, and while thinking quickly, he had already received three quick sword attacks from the oncoming person, which were emitting silver light and electric snakes.

The fact that the two men attacked him together denied his previous speculation.

The hidden masters in the Zhongzhou martial arts world are all arrogant and proud. How could they join forces to deal with me?

More importantly, this pair of men and women from the same school could never check and balance themselves.

What Wa Yuhe didn't know was that he had guessed half of it right.

This spring, Chunlei and Qiuyu followed the orders of the hermit master Tianxing Palace in Tianxing Mountain to go down the mountain and join the chivalrous army to fight against foreign invaders.

Although the two were not good at socializing, Ji Zhe, who had once had a misunderstanding with the two in Jinzhou City, actively acted as a matchmaker, allowing the two to better integrate into the front-line Jianghu volunteer team.

The two were assigned to a Taoist team headed by Wudang's leader Xuan Xiao.

Under the premise that their master's sect rules prohibited anything, the two naturally had many exchanges and discussions on martial arts with fellow practitioners such as Wudang and Emei.

Tianxing Palace's "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Skill" and "Nine Styles of Controlling Thunder" are similar in nature to Emei's "Thunder Art". With their natural talent of being as sharp as a mirror, the "Thunder Flash" they perform is even more sophisticated than what they learned in the first three years after they started practicing.

However, “Thunder Flash” focuses on rapid close-range deterrence rather than killing, and “Shui Ru Jing” is also a tentative attack, but Wa Yuhe can deal with it calmly.

During the subsequent siege by the two men, Wayuhe gradually felt that the situation was not good.

I felt like I had fallen into the legendary thunder pool, with thunder all around me and the sound of thunder in my ears.

The skin, flesh and meridians seem to be gradually becoming numb, and hallucinations occur in the ears.

Movements are occasionally delayed and misjudgment becomes more frequent.

More and more wounds are becoming more and more critical!

Wayuhe could also feel the sea leaving him miserably one by one.

After dodging a giant sword that seemed to be wrapped in lightning as big as a coffin, Wa Yuhe caught a glimpse of the real Xuan Xiao, whom he had only defeated once in a life-and-death struggle on the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel in the distance.

That year, he heard Kzazanahai risking hemiplegia by clamping the legs of "Xuan Xiao" and throwing him to death in order to pass the level.

During one of the challenges, he took advantage of the moment when he was closest to Xuan Xiao and bumped heads with him.

Three blows from the head knocked the "Xuan Xiao" into pieces.

He ended up with a partially shattered skull and damaged vertebrae, unable to move on to the next level.

It took him about half a year to recover. He put on a half-face armor that could never be removed, and his body became hunched even though he was not old.

In the following five years, Wa Yuhe faced "Xuan Xiao" twenty times but failed to defeat the enemy again.

The distance of about thirty steps between him and Xuan Xiao at the moment might be the difference in their martial arts attainments.

As for the other direction, there were only twenty steps left on the chessboard.

He could tell that it was a Zhongzhou chessboard and could see the number of pieces on it.

We can also see that the well-dressed Luo Piaoling has the upper hand on the chessboard, killing the armored Tang Daren so that only a few pieces are left.

But he no longer had the strength to go to the felt tent, overturn the chessboard, and kill the two leaders of the Zhongzhou army.

His senses had been eaten away by the paralysis of thunder.

Even when his opponent's sword pierced his heart, he didn't feel much pain.

That’s why he was able to muster up the last bit of his life’s strength and take the life of the 100th Zhongzhou man in this battle!

It's Yanyun's Tuha again. Yanyun has no emperor. It feels like it's just the right time. It's just right for me.