In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 210 Flame reflects the river and sea, iron ropes cross a thousand boats (second update)

In the early morning, the sky is slightly bright.

Between the small courtyards, there was a low and chilling trembling sound.

"My lord, Mr. Xie and Mr. Wang are here to visit you."

Whether it was Xie An or Wang Boyan, the moment they stepped into the courtyard, their eyes froze and their pupils shrank!
All attention was attracted by the shadow of the knife that seemed to pass through a gap.

Even at this moment, standing outside the wind of the three-zhang sword, Xie An can still feel the endless strength that goes forward.

Domineering and fierce, with the courageous momentum of thousands of troops.

"He didn't use any energy, and the sword he used was only a white iron sword, and he was able to perform such an imposing manner." There was only shock in Wang Boyan's eyes: "In just three days, his sword skills have been performed to such an extent. !"

The saber is vigorous and vigorous, and the spirit is rushing to the mountains and rivers. You have definitely obtained the essence of the saber technique!
In Xie An's eyes, there was a bit of thought: If the knife is stirring up the energy at this moment, then how can I resist it when facing such a knife force?

The movements became more and more violent, the air current lingered in the air, and the saber's momentum was like a wave.

The white iron knife in Chen Xiu's hand fell in the wind.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be completely absorbed by the long knife.

When the knife falls, it has endless power.

In Xie An's eyes, this knife was like a thunderbolt, falling from the sky, cutting down on behalf of the sky, with infinite ferocity and power!

The endless smoke and dust swayed away like sea waves, and the huge mansion trembled slightly.

"Whoohoo-"

Chen Xiu's chest heaved slightly, and there was a bit of excitement in his eyes.

After returning to the Xuanjing Division, he began to practice hard behind closed doors.

This knife was created by him with the hegemony of the heavenly god and thunder as the core, the knife-rolling technique he had comprehended, and his understanding of "Thirty-six Strange Kung Fu". It is his own knife technique.

"Clap clap clap!"

The sound of applause sounded, Xie An clapped his hands gently, and there was a bit of emotion in his words: "Congratulations, brother Chen, you have won the three flavors of the sword."

"Brother Xie said something like that, but it really upset me."

Chen Xiu smiled lightly, and the white iron knife in his hand fell gently into the dust.

"The control of power is a bit subtle." Wang Boyan's eyes fell on the trembling blade, and he felt a little surprised in his heart.

Swinging the knife so violently and domineeringly, the blade is still intact, which shows the exquisite grasp of power.

"However, since both Xie Xie and Wang Xie came to the door."

There was some anticipation in Chen Xiu's eyes: "I'm afraid that the Chibi Altar will be opened soon, right?"

"About another hour."

Xie An smiled lightly: "There are already lights and shadows emerging by the riverside today. Ji Wuqing and your brother from the same family have already passed by first."

Chen Xiu casually held the pitch-black long knife, and an arc of lightning flashed on the blade: "Then let's go too."

South of Kuaiji County.

Above the surging river, there seemed to be light and shadows emerging like ruins.

Dimly visible, it is the extremely mottled building boat.

Dumped between the rivers and rivers, the scorched black space already has the meaning of decay.

"Is this the legendary Northern Wei building boat? Why does it feel similar to Jiangchuan?" The slightly childish young warriors discussed softly.

"Time goes by, the years change, and the dynasties have changed so much. Today, there is still a bit of heroism and chic, and how much magnificence is still there!"

Xie An stared at the gradually clear shadow of the dilapidated building and expressed some emotion.

In such a dilapidated place, where can we still see the legendary demeanor of the Yelong overlord of the Northern Wei Dynasty crossing the south of the Yangtze River with chains of iron chains?
boom!
Huge flames surged above the river.

A huge phoenix phantom is fleeting.

At this moment, the crowd was almost boiling.

The endless breath of heaven and earth exploded in the void.

Time seemed to have stood still.

The phantom of a huge building and boat emerged between the eyes.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, waiting for the light and shadow to envelope you." Xie An's warning voice sounded.

Chen Xiu's eyes were filled with brilliant flames.

When I raised my head, there was a thick steel-like deck under my feet, and a tall ship like a mountain in front of me.

Incomparably thick iron cables run across the rivers, and huge building boats are connected in series.

From a distance, it looks like towering mountains breaking through the waves.

But at this moment, all of this is shrouded in an incomparably gorgeous flame.

Black smoke billowed all over the sky, and the fire was choking.

On both sides, there are turbulent rivers.

It's cold and quiet!

Viscous blood covered the deck, and there was a smell of blood and scorching.

The huge flag fell between the flames, and the light blue "Cao" king flag was faintly visible.

"This is the dental flag, which represents the commander of the Chinese army."

Chen Xiu looked around and walked towards the depths quite cautiously: "Now that the Yaqi has fallen to the ground, Cao Wei should have been defeated. The position I am now should be on a certain main ship that was connected by iron chains in the past."

His fingers brushed the Qiankun bag at his waist, and the parchment fell into his palm.

"The huge Red Cliff Altar is the most important place. It is the tower boat representing the overlord Cao Mengde of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Dongfeng Altar that changes the yin and yang of the sky by calling the wind and rain, and the Qin Tower where Zhou Lang plays the piano to stimulate the fire."

His eyes fell on the mottled flames, which seemed to be slightly toppled between the buildings.

"I hope that there will be treasures to be harvested between the buildings and boats."

Chen Xiu murmured, and stepped into the flames alone.

The long knife lingering around Thunder, slipped down in the palm of his hand.

Everywhere he went, there were extremely anxious corpses.

boom!
The black knife in his hand slashed down, and the iron gate surrounded by flames exploded amid the surge of knife energy.

Here is the deepest part of the boat.

It is also the place where the Martial God Code guides him to go.

Even though the two sides are extremely mottled, the flames are burning, and the smoke is endless, but the luxury can still be glimpsed.

What caught Chen Xiu's eyes was an icy halberd gleaming with cold light.

In the cold and evil spirit, it even turned into the phantom of the white tiger representing killing!
The halberd is sharp, and the crescent is like a knife.

Even though countless years have passed, you can still feel the sharpness of the times.

"Crescent Halberd."

Chen Xiu whispered softly.

If this world is not bad in his memory.

The owner of this crescent halberd is very unusual.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, Zhang Wenyuan was the head of the five good generals.

"Even though time has passed, it still has such power."

Chen Xiu slowly grasped the crescent halberd and put it between the Qiankun bag.

At this time, the huge building boat trembled.

Chen Xiu rushed out of the deck and looked up.

On the distant sky, there is a mountain of flaming arrows falling!
Among the corpses not far from the Dongfeng Altar, there was a gorgeous flame blooming.

Xie An looked at the flaming arrow crossbows falling from the sky, with a chill in his eyes, he couldn't help cursing, "Which bastard is this, he actually teleported to the Soochow Arrow Rest."

"This is to kill us all!"

(End of this chapter)