From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Xiangyang city center.

The heroes of the martial arts world fell one after another, and died under the pitch-black spear. No trace of their bodies was left. The four Vajra Realm masters, including the Sword Master of Western Chu and the Axe King of Jade Mountain, were unable to prevent the enemy from firing a second shot.

The offensive has gradually weakened, and everyone has turned their eyes to an old man in a straw raincoat.

The old man in the thatched cottage is at the Zhixuan realm. He is a free-spirited wanderer without any sect or school in Chu. He can fly a sword a hundred steps in one hand. He once killed an old enemy of the same realm and overpowered several states.

"How dare I let a spear make people think that the Chu Jianghu is old?"

The long sword in the old man's hand had long been broken, and he was not hit by a single bullet. Instead, he failed to break through the protective qi when attacked from the side. It was really a great shame and humiliation.

"Duke, do you dare to take the sword?"

Jiang Yuan did not answer, but stepped forward and thrust out a spear, using the Five Elements Secret Technique to dissipate the sword's aura and pierce through his heart.

The old man laughed loudly, and simply detonated his Qi, causing all his bones, flesh, blood and marrow to fly away to the south of the city.

The troops had all withdrawn, and the straight line where the city had been destroyed by a single shot was now littered with swords, weapons and armor.

At the end, the Taoist was wearing a feather robe, holding a sword in front of him with both hands. The physique and vigorous spirit of the pseudo-immortal on earth dissipated little by little in the boiling water. Thousands of weapons and armors floated in the air, forming a long sword that was ten miles long.

Ba Chu Daxu is both the hilt and part of the sword body. The Ten-Li Long Sword is actually a handleless and sheathless sword. It does not need to be held by anyone, nor does it need to be drawn and returned by anyone.

If even one's own body can be chopped off, then what in the world can't be chopped off?

The tip of the sword of this heirloom of the Great Chu had turned blood red at some point.

The Profound Realm of Finger was used as the tip of the sword, and the pseudo-realm of immortals on land served as the end. When the sword was completed, the shouts and screams from various battlefields seemed to tear the world apart. There was both fear of that person and pure murderous intent.

A sword that is vaguely half a step beyond the power of heaven and man.

Kill the celestial beings above the celestial beings.

The Taoist in feathered robes pushed forward, and the ten-mile-long sword moved forward another ten miles.

The sword energy fills Xiangyang.

Jiang Yuan's face remained unchanged. So what if he was trapped in a killing array? A strange joy born in the depths of his mind had long let him know that this was a heart calamity. The heart calamity of man combined with the heavenly calamity and then the earthly calamity would become the three-talent killing calamity. In other words, the power of this sword was even more powerful than what he saw before his eyes. With his own three-fold contribution, it stands to reason that the five decayed people should stay at home or in the mountains. Some wandered around everywhere, but most of them ended up miserably.

No matter what, the gun still rushed out like a dancing dragon, and the gun's energy lingered around the sky and the earth.

First, break hundreds of weapons and then smash thousands of armors.

The combined internal energy of both sides alone was enough to shatter 1,800 soldiers, forcing all the troops to retreat.

"Wherever the troops of the Great Chu are, that is our territory. Why do we need the walls of Liyang?"

The lower half of the Taoist priest in feathered robes had already disappeared, but he chuckled to himself: "Spring Equinox."

The ten-mile-long sword turned into an illusion, penetrated through the impenetrable layer of dazzling gun shadows, and hit the enemy's chest heavily.

At the same time, the eastern city wall collapsed, and the twenty-four solar terms formation was destroyed by another quarter.

Jiang Yuan did not retreat a single step, letting the flesh and blood on his chest rot. He extended his lightning spear a hundred feet in return, and the strong energy burst out, breaking off half of the sword. He then smashed a battle formation and strangled thousands of people.

"Then cut again."

The Taoist priest in feathered robes raised his hand and pulled, and half of the ten-mile-long sword rose into the air and then fell down fiercely.

"Great heat."

The long sword fell from mid-air, and above a line, flames were rushing towards the enemy. A red cliff stood, and the clouds in the sky were split in two, revealing its sharp edge.

"Pro."

With the blessing of the nine-character mantra, a round moon with the shape of a fist hung high in the sky, and suddenly unfolded, and the area within a mile turned into a jade plate.

Ding!
A crisp sound spread out, and endless ripples appeared in the vacuum.

The long sword across the sky broke in half again, and the jade plate was full of cracks. Jiang Yuan waved his hand, and the cold moonlight wrapped in sparks sprinkled on the earth, like thousands of flying swords, the sound of breaking through the air and the white lines weaving in the air like a blank painting, and like a rainstorm shooting thousands of people.

"The Duke really has the energy to spare."

Taoist priest in feathered clothes shook his head. Ba Chu Daxu would hurt himself before hurting others, so he was destined to die. But it was not worth a pity. Since he had prepared a reincarnation in advance, he should be happy. Otherwise, he would not be able to deliver these swords in this life even if he was in the pseudo-realm of immortals on earth.

"Frostfall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest in feathered robes, who was the emperor's shadow, completely disappeared.

The sword, with only three miles left, continued to move forward. Before it came into contact with the enemy, it broke into pieces.

The area around Jiangyuan was covered with frost, and the whole place was covered in cold white snow. The four city walls all collapsed, and the twenty-four solar terms formation was dispersed, just to imprison it in place.

The last Ba Chu Daxu flew over.

For a great city, 30% of the country's destiny depends on the sword.

The tip of the sword in the Mysterious Realm and the tail of the sword in the Immortal Realm on land are connected with each other.

Not only did Jiang Yuan not use the gun to resist, he even threw it far away. The gun streaked through the air like a meteor, crossing a long distance in the blink of an eye and nailing the soul of the Taoist priest in feathered clothes to the spot.

Then he threw a punch, and the combined fist force of nine thunder dragons broke the tip of the sword and then broke the sword body.

A deep ravine split the original site of Xiangyang City, like a chasm between heaven and earth.

Finally, Ba Chu Daxu's hilt moved forward, and the unparalleled sword intent tore through the protective aura, forcibly breaking through the physiques of the two Vajra and piercing straight into their hearts.

Any other celestial being would have been seriously injured, but Jiang Yuan calmly pulled out the hilt of the sword, put it into his mouth and bit it into pieces.

The platform of flesh and blood dropped another ten inches, the wound recovered visibly, and the condition climbed to its peak again.

Thousands of martial artists around were all shocked, then immediately dropped their weapons and ran away. What else could they do here? To sharpen their spears?

The Taoist priest in feathered robes was horrified.

The sound of horse hooves was heard at the same place, and then suddenly stopped.

Kou Jianghuai reined in his horses, and the three thousand talisman camp stopped.

This heavy cavalry is all equipped with talisman armor. In short, it is a new weapon formed by Taoist mountain talismans and left-handed paper-binding techniques. The inspiration is taken from Fu Jiang Hongjia, one of the four great masters in the previous generation. No army in the world can resist the charge of the Talisman Camp. The Yang Lei Talisman embedded in the knife before death will explode. Every knife is blessed with thunder and lightning, and the final blow is not inferior to the sword of the second-grade junior master.

Kou Jianghuai didn't know whether he should put the hard work of Da Chu into this matter. He was not sure that he could successfully send the duke away.

"I advise you to quit while you are ahead and bring Prince Guangling here." Jiang Yuan said calmly. In fact, he could continue fighting, but Xi Chu, as the leader of the southwestern rebellion, might not be able to hold on. The opponent should be thankful that he is not a loyal minister of Li Yang.

"I dare say that the Duke still has some strength left." Xie Xichui asked dejectedly.

"I'm going to die soon."

A quarter of an hour later, two talisman-carrying cavalrymen escorted Prince Guangling to the front of the battle.

Jiang Yuan used his Qi to pull back the spear, then swept it across and blew up the body of the vassal king, leaving only his head in exchange for merit, and took away a set of talisman armor, almost triggering a war again.

"The combination of talismans and paper-tying is truly genius."

"You are so kind, Duke."

Jiang Yuan threw the talisman armor back. He had almost read the essence inside. The 180,000 martial arts books were very comprehensive and the process was not difficult. It would be best to use it in conjunction with the Tongtian Talisman in the future.

"Send me out of the city."

Xie Xichui smiled bitterly and clasped his fists towards this noble man who was bound to be crowned king.

(End of this chapter)