Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 363 Chu Pingsheng: If I were the emperor, I would slaughter your entire clan

The Jurchen cavalry on both wings seemed to have been pardoned. They no longer cared about maintaining their formation and rushed to escape.

At this time, Chu Pingsheng had already rushed into the horse formation. He raised his robe sleeves, and suddenly took the Zhanlu Sword and the Yitian Sword that were rotating around his body into his hands. He drew out nearly half of the true energy in his dantian and poured it into the sword body. He swung it left and right, and a cold light flashed. Two horizontal sword auras at an angle of thirty degrees suddenly burst out.

A heavily armored cavalryman who was holding a lance ready to stab felt a chill on his chest, and then his vision kept moving downward. He looked down and saw that his body was separated. Under the pressure of the armor, his upper body sank little by little along the slanted cut, and finally slid off the horse. The remaining half of his body was still astride the horse, and blood gushed out.

Those two swords clearly didn't hit him...

Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
The knight's upper body fell to the ground, and before he was trampled into a pulp by the warhorse behind him, he saw countless versions of himself repeating the scene before his death, and some even had their horses cut in two.

Could it be that... this is the legendary sword energy?

The question is, how did they get into trouble with such a monster? Why!
Two sword energies caused hundreds of casualties. The key point was that they died unclearly. Those whose heads were cut off were still alive, while those who were beheaded lay on the ground and could not die for a while. They lay on the ground with their hands, calling their parents or their children's names.

Otra's face turned pale as he watched from the opposite side. Even though he was far away, he could feel the cruelty of the battlefield. He also knew that if he, who was known as the God of War in the Liao army, had not led the team, and if he had not led the elite troops in the army, with a different general or an different army, the morale would have collapsed long ago.

It turns out that the rumor among the bandits that the monk Kongxu broke the mountain gate with his sword energy was not only not an exaggeration, but was even reduced. Did he break the mountain gate with his sword energy? This was a cavalry that broke the army.

"General."

"withdraw."

"..."

"What are you standing there for? I said retreat!" Otala said with a fierce look on his face, "Leave a few spies, and the rest of the troops will be divided into five groups. Retreat quickly."

Just now he wanted to stay and see what happened, but now he doesn't want to do that anymore, for he is afraid that Monk Kongxu will go crazy and kill all his people.

This shout of "retreat" which damaged the reputation of the God of War made all the Liao soldiers breathe a sigh of relief. They dared not hesitate and quickly turned their horses around and retreated in different groups.

At the same time, Chu Pingsheng glanced behind him, smiled coldly, and did not chase after him. Instead, he sheathed his sword, leaped up and flew across dozens of feet. When he was close to the ground, he flicked his robe sleeves, and two broken spears on the ground suddenly shot out, hitting the backs of two generals who were protecting Wanyan Aguda several feet away, causing them to fall off their horses and fall to the ground one after another.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed: "Come down."

With extreme panic, Wanyan Aguda looked back and fell off his horse. He rolled several times on the ground, his body covered in mud and his face stained with blood.

Chu Pingsheng moved forward step by step.

Wanyan Aguda supported his body and moved back little by little.

"What...what do you want? The leader of the alliance is my uncle...he...he will definitely pay a large sum of money to ransom my life."

At this moment, he was really scared - he was not afraid of death, but of people.

"If I were the emperor, I would slaughter all of you, the Jurchens, from the eighty-year-old women to the infants, and wipe out your entire race. What do you think I want?"

Chu Pingsheng pointed.

Not far away, the lieutenant general with a broken gun stuck in his back, who was not yet dead, tried to look up. In the dim light, he saw the moment the monk's finger that was pointing at his master's brow moved away, the head exploded with a bang like a watermelon falling from a tall building. The headless corpse fell to one side with blood and brain matter spurting out.

"Commander-in-chief..."

The lieutenant coughed up a mouthful of blood and followed his master.

Chu Pingsheng jumped lightly onto the horse's back, ignoring the mountains of corpses and swamps of blood on both sides, and galloped towards the mound where You Tanzhi, Mu Wanqing and the other two were.

……

"Teacher...Master..."

When they met again, You Tanzhi's tongue was a little tied, and the name he usually said came out stutteringly and distorted.

Mu Wanqing's eyes also changed when she looked at Chu Pingsheng.

It is no wonder that the two of them acted like this. Even though they were mentally prepared, they could not help but be shocked and frightened when they saw him killing people.

More than 3,000 Jurchen cavalry charged at him, and a rough estimate shows that the number of casualties exceeded 2,000. No wonder Otera was so frightened that he divided his troops into five groups and retreated to escape. Such combat effectiveness was inhumane.

Wu Xingyun asked, "What kind of martial arts was that move where you spun your two swords while riding your horse?"

She was considered a top martial arts expert, but she still found Chu Pingsheng's head-on confrontation with the Jurchen heavy cavalry incredible, and felt that it was no different from the methods of an immortal.

"That... is actually very simple." Chu Pingsheng explained, "It's just the delicate application of the Crane Controlling Technique and the White Rainbow Palm Power."

"Sophisticated application?"

Wu Xingyun knew about Crane Controlling Skill, but she didn't understand the phrase "fine application". "Who said that the White Rainbow Palm Power can only be used for palm power? Since I can use it on the sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, then the suction power of Crane Controlling Skill can also be used. What if I use more suction power of Crane Controlling Skill on the long sword? Even if I can't fly the sword on the wind, I should have no problem controlling the sword from a distance."

Wu Xingyun still couldn’t understand: “Multiple Crane Controlling Techniques’ suction power? How did you do that?”

Chu Pingsheng flexed his fingers and laughed, "Why do you think I asked Kang Guangling to teach me the piano? Is it just because I like music?"

After he finished speaking, he hooked his index finger forward, and the long sword in Mu Wanqing's hand flew out of the sheath with a "clang" and fell into his palm.

Finger-to-finger crane control skill?
This is indeed very detailed, so detailed that even Wu Xingyun couldn't even imagine it.

"In fact, the greatest contribution still belongs to these two swords." Chu Pingsheng threw the sword back into its sheath.

Mu Wanqing glanced at the long swords carried by the white horses whose lower bodies were stained with blood. She couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the swords circling and flying, cutting through iron like mud, killing the Jurchen heavy cavalry with heads rolling and blood flowing like a river.

She recalled the scene outside the Shaolin Temple when Chu Pingsheng swung his sword and the Qingcheng Sect disciple's sword was shattered by his true qi, while the two magic weapons he had just used were completely intact.

"You rushed out before you even finished talking. Aren't you afraid that the Liao soldiers over there will recognize your identity and avenge Yelu Hongji?"

"Since I dare to go, I am sure I can wipe them out completely."

His voice was not loud and his tone was very calm, but when You Tanzhi and the other two heard it, they felt a chill running down their spines.

"Those cavalrymen, if not ten thousand, must be eight thousand."

In the past six months, You Tanzhi accompanied A Zi to travel around Lin'an, Suzhou, Zhenjiang and other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, and fought in all of them. None of the famous martial arts heroes could hurt him. Only then did he realize how strong he had become. Even so, when he saw the Jurchens and the Liao cavalry fighting against each other and his master riding away, the first thing he thought of was how to take his two master wives away if the Liao cavalry charged towards him.

As a result, the cheap master turned around and told the three people that he was actually going to kill all the cavalry on both sides...

How does the saying go? Comparing people makes you angry, and comparing goods makes you throw them away!
"Eight thousand is fine, ten thousand is fine, even if a hundred thousand come, I can kill them all, rest for a while, kill them again, rest for a while, and I can kill them all."

Chu Pingsheng disagreed. Before the Shaolin Temple conference, his skills had already surpassed the Sweeping Monk. Later, he sucked the blood out of the Sweeping Monk and Jiumozhi. Even if the Vietnamese girl Ah Qing came, she would not be his opponent. Ah Qing was able to break into the palace with a bamboo sword, and destroyed two thousand soldiers, leaving behind the reputation that the three thousand Vietnamese soldiers were invincible. He possessed the [Mahayana Paradise Demon Body] and had the bonus of the two swords, Zhanlu and Yitian. He could defeat ten thousand alone. Isn't it normal for him to break the army with his sword energy?

Wu Xingyun sighed and suddenly changed the subject, "I don't know what happened to Fu Minyi and her group. I want to go back to Lingjiu Palace."

Chu Pingsheng thought for a moment and said, "You Tanzhi, after you pass Yanmen Pass, you and Wan'er will return to Jiangnan, and I will accompany Senior Sister to Xixia."

"Okay, Master."

Seeing that Mu Wanqing had no objection, You Tanzhi responded respectfully.

……

Another half year has passed.

Xixia, Xingqing Mansion.

Peonies transplanted from Luoyang bloomed all over the courtyard. Swarms of bees and butterflies came uninvited, and together with the koi carps playing around the lotus leaves under the stone bridge, they added a bit of noise to the princess's mansion.

Murong Fu, dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking elegant and dashing, was pacing back and forth in the corridor with one hand behind his back. When he saw the imperial physician walking out of the room with a medicine box, he hurried to meet him.

"How is the princess's illness?"

The imperial physician bowed and smiled: "My Lord, the princess is not ill."

"The princess is not ill? Then she..."

"My Lord, I want to congratulate you. Your Highness the Princess is... pregnant."

Princess Yinchuan...is pregnant?

Murong Fu stood there in a daze.

"you sure?"

"I have taken the princess' pulse five times in a row. I am sure she is pregnant."

"..."

The imperial physician thought he was shocked to be a father, so he tactfully bowed and left.

However, the truth was that the prince consort was only shocked and angry, not surprised. After the imperial physician left, he clenched his fists and went straight to his bedroom.

(End of this chapter)