Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 151 Finally...meet
The cold wind is bleak, and the setting sun is like blood.

Smoke and dust billowed across the wasteland, chaotic clouds and grass decayed, and dead bodies lay thousands of miles away.

The sand and dust rolled up the scorched flag, and the almost solidified blood dyed the large dust black.There are scattered weapons and broken limbs all over the place, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood continues to the end of the boundary between heaven and earth.

A vulture was circling in the air, landing on the ground from time to time to pick up bits and pieces of flesh, and a few wild wolves were looming in the grass. Other than that, there was only silence in the world.

A handsome young man in a yellow shirt was running stumbling across the wilderness. Looking at his movements, it was obvious that he had reached his limit at this time.

The gorgeous clothes had been torn to pieces, and the incomparably expensive gold, silver and jade ornaments around her body had long since disappeared. There were twenty or thirty wounds on her body. Although most of them had stopped bleeding, they were still shocking.

The thick heavy sword disappeared, and only a golden thin long sword remained in his hand.

"Cheng Yuan...Cheng Yuan..."

"You're dead, why would I want to live on in vain?"

"I can't find your body, so I can only kill more barbarian dogs to avenge you!"

The young man in yellow glanced back, then stopped slowly, panting heavily.

"The main force of the Zhenbei garrison was split by the guerrillas, and they were cut off and wiped out... It's ridiculous that the garrison general didn't listen to my advice..."

"Hmph, how can innate be insulted? How many did I kill? 200? Or 300? No way! I want to kill more... Cheng Yuan, I'll kill you too!"

The moment he looked back, the young man in yellow suddenly found a reflection at the edge of his field of vision, which came from a small hill not far away, less than a hundred steps away.

In an instant, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

At the critical moment of life and death, he almost controlled the movements of his whole body like a conditioned reflex, pretending to be nonchalant, and took two steps slowly.

There was a slight sound of breaking wind, and almost at the same time, he rushed forward like a leopard, rolled on the spot, and rolled straight six or seven feet away.

Avoiding the feathered arrow, he turned his head and glanced at it. This is the wolf-toothed arrow that the elite cavalry of the nomadic barbarians are willing to use. No armor is indestructible, and the arrows have barbs, which is extremely vicious.

"Looks like I won the jackpot..."

The young man in yellow looked around, only to see a cloud of dust. Hundreds of steps away, more than ten squadrons of cavalry in full armor ran wildly all the way. Farther away, more cavalry were surrounding them from all directions.

"Hunting!" The young man in yellow murmured to himself, his face ashen ashes, "These barbarian dogs really think highly of me..."

Hunting is the best and favorite combat method of nomads.

At first, it was just a playful sport for nomadic people to practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies in their spare time. It gradually developed into an army formation that nomadic cavalry are good at using. The ability is also determined not to escape.What's more, these nomadic cavalry also hunted captives or common people, and they were proud of the ones who killed the most.

The young man in yellow just glanced at it, and his heart sank immediately. There were no fewer than two hundred enemies in front of him. He didn't even dare to think about how many enemies there were in the other direction, or even in all directions.

"Forget it! Chengyuan, I'm coming to accompany you soon..."

He took a deep breath, turned around, lifted the light sword in his hand, and shouted: "Xia Qinghe of Abandoned Sword Villa is here!"

How do these nomadic barbarians know what the "Abandoned Sword Villa" is?Hearing a loud roar in the distance, two teams immediately rushed out, chasing after Xia Qing and Daima.

Seeing the enemy approaching, Xia Qinghe rushed forward instead of retreating towards the west.

The barbarian cavalry in the distance uttered strange screams, first using their power to make the prey timid, which is the usual method of nomadic hunting.The morale of the two teams of cavalry suddenly increased, and they dispersed in groups of four, shouting and chasing after Xia Qinghe. The hunt finally officially kicked off.

After escaping and chasing, he ran [-] steps away in an instant.Whether he was seriously wounded or not, Xia Qinghe was overtaken by the enemy not long after, and after only one meeting, two or three wounds were added to his body, and the fastest cavalryman was also killed by his sword .

In an instant, Xia Qinghe only felt that there were flashing lights of knives and spear points following everywhere in all directions, above and below his head. In such a situation, even if he could cut down an enemy with every sword, but there were extra wounds on his body. There were several wounds, and a knife slashed his right arm, blood spattered, and even the long sword almost flew out of his hand.

Even though he was like a crazy tiger, killing six or seven cavalrymen one after another, he was bleeding from twenty or thirty wounds all over his body. Excessive blood loss made his hands and feet weak gradually, and his movements slowed down a little. His thigh had already been stabbed by a spear. Not heavy, but bleeding profusely.

There was another loud shout in the distance, and two more cavalry squads broke away from the crowd and ran towards the battlefield.

At a glance, Xia Qinghe saw that there was another new force joining, so he raised his sword and split the head of the first person in half, dragging his injured leg and walking away.

Where are the cavalry willing to let go?Shouting and leading the horses to surround them, Xia Qing and rushed left and right, but they still couldn't get out of the encirclement.One careless, the light sword in his hand was blown away by a barbed caltrop.

"Is this the end?" Xia Qinghe smiled wryly, seeing the ranger galloping around like a butterfly wearing flowers, and the countless bright long knives, he couldn't help but slowly closed his eyes.

"That's fine, Cheng Yuan, I'll come to you right now!"

All of a sudden, dozens of horses neighed and wailed, and there seemed to be countless people screaming and shouting. Xia Qinghe felt his whole body suffocate, as if thousands of sword qi were coming to him.

"What's going on?" Xia Qinghe opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see a three-foot-tall black and white sword qi pierced in front of him, and the seven-color sword qi swarmed around him like a stormy sea, and there were waves from all heavens and myriad realms. One by one, the annihilation of lifeforms is extremely mysterious.

Within ten feet of the sword aura, no matter whether it was a human, horse or weapon, they were thrown far away by the radiant seven-color sword aura, and their tendons were broken and their bones were broken, which was terrible.

"Transforming life into extinction, evolving into Zhou Tian?" Xia Qinghe was shocked, "The power of this sword really shakes the heavens and the earth! How can this land in the northwest have such a strong innate sword intent? Where is it? A group of seniors are able to make a move?"

"Zhenshanhe is flying Xuanyunqi, setting up the heavens. You must not use your skills to resist!" A Taoist man in a star crown and feather clothes, with a face like a crown jade, and a handsome face, slowly walked into the aura, and smiled, "My little friend, please! This seat, Xiao Qianli, is the head teacher of the Chunyang Palace of Yuxu Peak in Kunlun."

Xia Qinghe forcibly supported his precarious figure, and respectfully performed a Taoist salute: "Thank you, Daoist Priest, for your help. Xia is very grateful!"

"You don't have to be polite!"

Xiao Qianli turned his gaze away, but gradually became serious, and said in a deep voice: "These dogs are poisoning the border, but none of them can be let go!"

"What the Taoist priest said is absolutely true!"

Xia Qinghe saw this man's elegant appearance and extraordinary demeanor, and suddenly felt admiration in his heart. He was just about to chat a few words, but he heard a roar of a horse not far away, but two fast horses galloped up from behind. , ran fiercely to the nomadic cavalry brigade.

"Third Senior Brother, help me!"

A stout young man in black heavy armor and holding a strange-shaped sword and shield yelled, and another person rushed up behind him, handed the World War II gun to his left hand, and hit the black armored young man's vest heavily with his right palm.

Under this heavy blow, the Xuanjia youth took advantage of the situation and jumped up. With a wave of his right hand, the long knife flew out of his hand, turned into a black light, and flew into the nomadic cavalry in a spinning motion. Suddenly, three or four heads flew up together. Blood spurted wildly from the headless neck cavity, spilling out a rain of blood all over the sky.

The young man in Xuanjia was in the air, and the long knife returned to his hand with a "woo", and his body fell heavily on the ground with a loud bang, rolling on the spot, and rushed into the crowd. Take the horse and cut it into two sections, no one is the enemy of one of them.

Bravely, the four cavalry rushed forward brandishing their long knives, the light of the knives flickered, and they struck down in the air, only to hear a few crisp sounds of "dang lang lang lang", and the four long knives slashed at the left arm of the Xuanjia young man. On the heavy shield, there was a piercing and sharp sound.

"Hey!" Cheng Jun just gave a strange laugh, concentrated his left arm slightly, and a yellow air flashed on the Dragon Swallowing Shield, and the four long knives bounced back at a faster speed, only hearing a few "ahhh" With a scream, the four knives hit his master at the same time, and he turned over and fell off the horse.

Xia Qinghe was applauding over and over again, but suddenly his eyes were fixed, and he was stunned.

"Fourth Junior Brother, let's see who kills the most dogs!" A robust young man in full leather armor, carrying a longbow, and holding a golden spear with a tiger's head galloped up from behind with his horse. , Wherever he passed, the enemy's throat was blocked with a shot.

"It's not fair! Third senior brother, you practiced so much earlier than me, but I haven't even learned a set of "Broken Array Knife"!" Cheng Jun screamed anxiously, and kept harvesting the lives of the enemies with the Mo Dao in his hand. , while not forgetting to protest loudly.

Li Chengyuan laughed and said: "To kill these native chickens and dogs, do you still need to learn some tricks and tricks? Master said that when you were young, you ate countless treasures from heaven and earth, and your muscles and bones are better than a bull. Even stronger, I might lose to you in terms of strength! Quickly kill—”

Hearing that heroic voice from afar, Xia Qinghe's dull face suddenly became alive.

"Cheng Yuan...Cheng Yuan..."

Xia Qinghe murmured as he staggered towards the battlefield.

Looking at his appearance, Xiao Qian was surprised, he didn't stop his movement, but flicked his hand, sealed several acupuncture points on the back of his heart, and the blood stopped immediately.

Xia Qinghe didn't seem to have heard of it, but dragged his injured leg and walked forward resolutely. At first, he dragged one step at a time, and gradually turned into a limping trot.

"fool!"

Xia Qinghe suddenly yelled, but staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)