Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu

Chapter 169 Yin Changhua (8)

The swirling wind expanded rapidly, and even formed a tornado connecting the heaven and the earth, and Yin Changhua, who was swept by the violent wind, tore his wounds, and the huge mourning sound penetrated the heaven and the earth!

Her hairpin was broken, her long hair was torn apart, and her complexion was even paler. The body that had been strengthened by spells and was comparable to a top martial artist was like a broken leaf floating in the storm.

But here in the barbarian army, those devout shamans have knelt down full of emotion. They are the Gaefeng tribe, and they believe in the wind like they believe in fire. representative miracle.

After being attacked by the wind blade, Yin Changhua gradually could not hear the howling wind - such an annoying wind that swept away her clouds and mist - and the pain also flew away, leaving only the cold gradually.

The enemies on the ground who barely looked at them also blurred into a shadow from one point to another.

Is it over?
At this moment, the female Taoist priest who mastered the art of clouds and mist thought——

I am really not suitable to be a teacher, master.

"Clouds are also drifting things. Clouds come out of nowhere, but after a long journey, they finally have spiritual energy. Extracting this spiritual energy for their own use, this is my Tianyun Taoism. Those who practice this way will also drift like clouds. This is bound to be a lonely journey, but, child, have you found your way?"

"Then let's go—this is what life should be like. Go through experiences, go trekking, and then condense your soul. I have practiced Taoism in the mountains for [-] years as a teacher, and I first realized the principles of clouds. .Your talent is outstanding, you should be better than Lan, but you must remember that the road is far away when you travel alone, and it is easy to get lost in the way. Where the wind stops, there must be a destination at the end of the journey.”

Where the wind stops, where the clouds return.

The woman in the wind smiled slightly.

You are really right again, Master.

Sorry, I can't finish it for you.

However, as a disciple, as a practitioner of Tianyun Taoism, the disciple has found his destination.

"Peng!"

A tornado came out with a loud bang, and the barbarians thought it was their own shaman casting spells again, and happily appreciated this grand execution.

Seeing this, the barbarian Xu Rigan was annoyed at his futility in this battle, so he leaped forward using his lightness kung fu, and directly rushed towards Yin Changhua, and then threw his long knife at her in mid-air!

The knife pierced through the storm, but was finally caught by Yin Changhua's hand.This surprised the barbarians all of a sudden, this person can still move?

Yin Changhua looked down at the ground, and suddenly, Ling Kong straightened his body, no longer swaying with the strong wind.

Xurigan was furious, he grabbed two knives, and since he missed one, he kicked his body in the air and slashed at Yin Changhua with his knives. Fortunately, the clan is convinced.

"Come back!" There was a loud shout on the ground, and Xu Sungan lowered his head in doubt. The person who shouted was Babu, and there was an old man Chagan beside him, all of whom looked anxious at the moment.

Strange, hasn't Chagan already suppressed the enemy to death?
Xuri's attack could not be stopped, and he did not intend to stop. After taking a glance, he immediately stared fiercely at Yin Changhua in the sky, but the moment he raised his head, his heart choked.

It is the sea.

sea ​​of ​​clouds.

Previously, Yin Chang had covered the sky with a magic weapon, so the barbarians didn't notice that the clouds over this land were already very thick, so she chose to launch an attack here to help her use a few percent of her skills.

But when Xu Rigan saw the real sky at this time, it wasn't Yin Changhua who put away the magic weapon. On the contrary, her magic weapon was activated to the extreme at this moment, so that she couldn't bear it, and the picture scroll burned.From the large hole created by the fire, the clouds gushed out.

Yin Changhua opened her arms, burning her cultivation to suppress the hurricane. The clouds and waves rolled up behind her, and the waves were turbulent. After her mana was exhausted, she once again assumed a battle posture.

Spiritual power exploded.

Every branch of her practice is burning at this moment, and every journey she has traveled is forging swords into sharp edges.

Red fireworks exploded in the sky, and all the barbarians saw the flames lit by her, but it was not she who burned, nor the clouds who burned.

The sky is burning.

In the giant painting that covers the sky with blazing flames, the array of clouds and swords is as vast as stars.

"What—" Xuri Qian exclaimed at the scene, in a dilemma.

Yin Changhua bowed his neck and looked at the clouds with a calm expression, as if looking back at his own life.

Practicing Tianyun Taoism for 42 years, walking thousands of miles, casting cloud swords one thousand and [-].

The owner of the sea of ​​clouds bowed his head and gave an order to the churning snow waves——

"Floating clouds cut jade sword array, fall."

Her voice was very soft, because she didn't have much strength, but the accumulated practice results responded to her order with a loud bang. The surging wind blew her Taoist robe, and the thousand-handed Yunlingxian sword roared down!

The rising sun bears the brunt of the attack, and can only defend a few swords before the long knife splits and is shot down by large and small cloud swords.

The shamans propped up the wind wall, but it was broken in a few breaths; the barbarians ran head-on into the flowing Tianhe, they hurriedly raised their shields and knives to resist, but the white jade-like swords were sharp Very, and one after another, all defenses were defeated.

Even though there were two giant red sword lights going upstream, they were finally dispelled by the continuous rain of swords.

Finally, chaos and wailing spread across the army formation, and all the barbarians were overwhelmed. At this moment, a fire suddenly ignited in front of the army formation!The boiling flames were scorching hot, and the barbarians who approached fled one after another. Occasionally, some people looked back nervously when they were running away, and they saw that the female Taoist priest fell into the fire.

Her tattered robe was stained with flames, and her hair was flying and burning, but she ignored it, and staggeringly, she walked towards the tightly bound human head hanging on the chariot.

In the end, it stopped in front of the head of the man who died in battle.

Facing the man's pale pupils, Yin Changhua suddenly realized that the painting he really wanted to complete in his life was to draw his own shadow into this pair of eyes.

The flames rose suddenly, engulfing all the figures inside, and the barbarians who had been watching from a distance vaguely saw that at the end, it seemed that there were two heads stuck together in the flames...

After the fire burned out, there was nothing left in place.

"噗!" A knife cut into the burnt ground, the owner of the knife, Pangula, didn't speak, but the guards were all scared in their hearts, they knew that the patriarch was really angry.

Yunjian's rain stopped.According to statistics, hundreds of people were killed or injured in the army because of this female Taoist priest who appeared abruptly. Moreover, the Fengyingwei, composed of yellow bear and green crocodile-level elites, lost more than half of them because they were at the front.

"Ah!" Not far away, Babu exclaimed and knelt down. He finally found his colleague Rising Sun Gan from the corpses all over the floor, but the body of the other party had been divided into several pieces.

The rest of the officers and representatives from other tribes crowded around Pangula nervously, but they didn't dare to speak first.

Pangula glanced around, and then, his knife glowed with blood.

He held the knife stuck on the ground again, and said: "This patriarch swears by this knife that he will destroy the enemy's city at any cost. Anyone who comes to help, the Gale Department is willing to be a pioneer, to open the way for friends, and to fight with friends." Share treasures, cattle and sheep. The Gale Ministry only wants revenge."

Angeza waited for the leaders of the other ministries to listen, and nodded hurriedly.Pangula had given them similar promises long ago, but now it seemed more sincere.

After the army was repaired in situ, after the corpses and wounded were dealt with, they set out again on the same day.

Continuous battles have reduced the number of the Gale Department to less than 5000, but on the way forward, other small groups of forces have come to join, adding more than 1000 soldiers.

Thoughts of plunder permeate this army, riches, honor, bloodshed, every man eager to try, and the wind that blows is full of blood.

And in front of them, the cold leaves are spreading green on the branches.

(End of this chapter)