Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 409: A famous general in the making, his sword leads him wherever he goes

"Where did the bright moon and peaceful lake come from? Didn't the spiritual tide just recede? Could it be that it's coming again..."

"No, this is Wu Yi, such a strong vision!"

White Wolf responded very quickly.

His mind was only slightly intoxicated for a moment before he realized that he had been tricked.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

The tiger-head knife in his hand spun rapidly around his body, and instead of retreating, he advanced. As he leaned forward and lowered his body, he had already cut out a brilliant and magnificent knife wave.

Wherever the blade pointed, the white sword energy gathered into a ferocious wolf head, biting forward.

The grass, bamboo and stones along the way were crushed to pieces at the same time. He used his knife as a guide, gathered his energy and turned it into a wolf, rushing out a wide road and rushing straight forward thirty feet away.

With this "Rush Wolf Strike" move, the White Wolf has mobilized all the energy and blood in his body, and the demonic power of the pattern is also boiling and surging.

The blade slashed out with a hint of sharp golden energy, giving a feeling that nothing can be broken.

In a critical moment, there is no time to take your time to respond.

He just wanted to break through the siege with one sword and escape the pursuit.

With Zhou Ping'an behind him, he didn't believe that there was anyone else on this ground who could block his forward steps, even for a moment.

White Wolf slashed with his sword, and felt a slight joy in his heart as he sensed the bright moon on the lake ahead disintegrated and the human figure dodged and retreated.

The opponent was obviously not strong enough and didn't dare to stop him by force... He swung his sword and was about to use the remaining power to kill him with a blow.

As soon as he retracted his arm, he felt that the blade of his tiger-head sword suddenly became a hundred times heavier.

Some of them are not sure.

And on the back of the knife, at some point, a dark golden long knife as thin as a cicada's wing had been placed.

When your eyes fell upon the dark-gold blade, you would see a cold moon appearing on it, with layers of ripples forming.

Phantom...

White Wolf was shocked.

Just now, like a conditioned reflex, the huge force of the backhand pressing knife could never be taken back.

He stretched out his wrist, wanting to control the sword to kill the enemy, but his mind was retracting, wanting to protect himself.

There was a momentary disconnect between the mental will and the action of drawing the sword.

The power is misdivided and cannot be unified.

It was at this moment that he felt a slight chill in his chest.

The White Wolf Totem had been completely cut open, and a sharp wind cut into its heart.

The overlapping sword energy was like a raging tide, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, breaking through the chest and back, and blasting a huge hole in the heart.

He looked up in surprise.

White Wolf just discovered it.

There has always been a person standing in front of me.

A woman with a slim figure, a face as cold as ice and snow, and eyes as bright as spring water.

"Lin Huaiyu..."

bang.

The tiger-head knife in Bailang's hand fell weakly, his eyes dimmed, and he was no longer alive.

The body tilted sideways.

"What a great move, the Moon Rising Over the Sea! Miss Third, your swordsmanship is both real and fake, changing in an instant.

Even I can't tell the difference. The White Wolf deserved to die."

A green shadow flickered.

Zhou Ping'an had already arrived by his side without him noticing when.

"Brother, please stop flattering me. The sword that split the river and cut the sea earlier made even me tremble with fear.
That blood centipede has deep demonic power and is extremely poisonous. Even a master-level expert would have difficulty dealing with it. Under my senior brother's knife, it is just like a chicken or a dog..."

Lin Huaiyu let out a long sigh.

Her eyes turned, like spring flowers blooming.

He smiled and complimented her.

"Haha, let's not brag about ourselves. What is the connection between Nanzhao Wanze and these monsters? Their methods are strange and unpredictable. When we kill them, we must not only crush their bones and scatter their ashes, but also break their spirits. In case they have some powerful methods to counterattack."

As he spoke, Zhou Ping'an flicked his finger and the sword energy vibrated.

The white wolf was lying on the ground, breathless, and his head suddenly exploded into a bloody mist.

A strange aura spread in the air, but was immediately blown away by the mountain wind.

"indeed so."

Lin Huaiyu nodded to indicate that he would take note of it.

He reached out and took out a bamboo tube firework.

It was lit and flames shot up into the sky.

Only more than ten breaths passed.

Following a drumbeat.

Two groups of elite soldiers suddenly rushed out from the left and right sides of the forest.

The person leading on the left was dancing wildly with a huge iron rod as thick as a child's thigh, turning the river and the sea upside down.

The stick was powerful and majestic, but in his hand, it was as delicate and exquisite as holding a fine needle to embroider.

The force looked extremely powerful, but when it landed on the enemy, it was neither more nor less, and just blew the opponent's head apart.

This person is Luo Hao.

Behind him followed more than a thousand elite soldiers, each of them strong and sturdy, wielding fierce swords and full of murderous intent.

As soon as this group of people appeared, they drank and fought fiercely, attacking with all their might.

Even if he was hit by an arrow or chopped by a sword or an axe, he would not retreat a single step and would charge forward like a mad tiger.

"This is the Flying Tiger Army..."

Lin Huaiyu smiled and said, "After Luo Hao was defeated by Xiang Tieniu last time, he was enlightened by you and I don't know what he figured out. His cultivation has improved rapidly and he is about to cultivate true qi.

His cultivation is fine, he follows the routine, and with sufficient medicine supply, there is no problem. But his strength and speed are a bit hard to understand, this talent..."

Zhou Ping'an knew what Lin Huaiyu wanted to say.

All I can say is that there are talented people among the grassroots.

Some people, before they shine, only show that they are a little bit better than ordinary people, but they are not too outstanding.

It is possible that you will be envied by others, and eventually die among the fields, with no outstanding deeds passed down.

However, once such people get the opportunity, certain qualities in them will shine amazingly.

Just like Luo Hao.

They are refugees who have fled from the northwest. Their greatest wish in life is to have a full meal for themselves and their hunchbacked mother.

But, because of some persistence.

Also because his mother had been reminding him since he was a child, Luo Hao was unwilling to follow a thief.

Poverty is not so easy to maintain.

By the end of the time, the mother and daughter were almost starving to death.

Luo Hao's top-notch talent is of no use.

Because he only had a little bit of grass roots and tree bark to eat every day, and occasionally a bowl of porridge, he was so hungry that he was skin and bones, like a skeleton.

In this situation, even if you have great abilities and extraordinary talents, it is meaningless.

When Zhou Ping'an rose to power, he distributed food in large quantities and shouted the slogan that everyone should have food to eat and everyone should have clothes to wear. Moreover, he did not just shout slogans, but really did it.

It was also because of this that he won the hearts of hundreds of thousands of refugees.

Luo Hao also joined the Ping An Army after his mother agreed.

It has been out of control ever since.

"I haven't cultivated my true energy yet. My basic strength is two to five times that of an average warrior of the same level, and my speed has also doubled..."

Zhou Ping'an made a silent estimate.

He discovered that this kid, at the level of refining internal organs, had strength comparable to his own back then, and was even slightly stronger.

In other words, his basic strength is probably over 20,000 kilograms, perhaps up to 25,000 kilograms.

In addition, Luo Hao has a natural affinity for various martial arts, and can use the essence of any weapon in his hands.

A set of ordinary martial arts, when used in combat, is as if one has practiced for decades, and is incredibly powerful.

When he grows up, he will become a famous general.

Even though he is still young, he already feels like a mad tiger when he charges.

That kind of madness and violence, coupled with a sense of ease, gives people a mixed feeling of comfort and confusion when watching it.

"Good seedling, that person can't be beaten..."

Just as Zhou Ping'an was about to turn his head, he saw Luo Hao's stick slow down, then suddenly speed up, knocking out a bunch of gorgeous sword light, hitting the top of the head of a middle-aged scholar with a long beard, causing peach blossoms to bloom.

"Well, I was thinking of carefully interrogating the second in command of the Black Mountain Village to find out why this guy was so desperate that he wanted to lead the monsters to attack the city.

Let him die. I can probably get the details from any totem warrior I catch."

Zhou Ping'an's eyes were as cold as ice.

There was no mercy at all for the remaining fugitives in Heishan Village.

These people have come to this point, their hands are stained with blood, they can no longer turn back and can no longer farm.

On the other side.

Xiang Tieniu’s fighting style is somewhat different.

Quiet.

Yes, he rushed out with more than a thousand elite soldiers, and the first things he faced were monsters and some totem warriors.

All of them raised their swords and fought without making a single roar.

Instead, he gritted his teeth and killed silently.

Especially Xiang Tieniu.

In his hand, he held a broadsword as wide as a door panel. When he danced, it was sometimes as heavy as the earth, and sometimes as light as the breeze...

The blade pointed forward, and no matter how elite the totem warrior was, or how ferocious and violent the beast was, they would all be cut in half.

A huge monster wearing heavy iron armor and with a bear head half crouched down and leaped in front of Xiang Tieniu, with its claws popped out and its hair standing on end, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

But there was a flash of cold light.

The huge and fat body of this half-bear monster, including the armor, had been cut into two parts by a single knife. The armor, flesh and blood scattered and splashed forward like a crossbow arrow.

Under the impact of the energy, the bodies of several totem warriors were instantly pierced by the fragments and they fell to the ground wailing.

He was trampled into a pulp by Xiang Tieniu, who stepped forward again and turned the blade.

A blazing red flame exploded, and the three beasts and one person in front were beheaded at the same time.

"it is good."

Zhou Ping'an couldn't help but praise him.

Compared to the madness and sophistication of Luo Hao's side.

Xiang Tieniu's side is stable, as stable as Mount Tai.

He used the Nine Blade Breaking Swords, the Mixed Element Sword Style that he had passed down...

Cut it out with one knife.

What works is what works.

If you can't do it, you will die.

Anyone who is not as strong as him will never use a second sword.

However, Xiang Tieniu's strength is three times greater than Luo Hao's.

I don't know what he grew up eating.

"The new sword technique created by Senior Brother is perfect for Xiang Tieniu."

Lin Huaiyu also nodded secretly. She felt that Zhou Ping'an had combined several martial arts to come up with these Hunyuan sword moves. Although they looked simple and straightforward, they were incredibly powerful.

The simpler it is, the higher the upper limit.

Xiang Tieniu has mastered the essence of it, and when he uses a knife, he has a sense of simplifying things and returning to nature.

Others have a thousand moves, but I only have one move.

If you can't block it, you're dead.

"In another year or two, these two will dominate the world and be hard to find rivals."

Lin Huaiyu also had to admit this.

A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find.

Tang Lin'er might be able to grow into an extremely powerful general, but in a real battle on the battlefield, he would definitely be left far behind by these two as time goes by.

It cannot be changed by will, it is determined by talent.

However, Tang Lin'er has some advantages.

That is, in terms of commanding operations and training troops, he is better than these two stubborn ones.

This is another skill.

Of course, these people combined are not as powerful as my senior brother?
Lin Huaiyu quietly turned her head to glance at Zhou Ping'an, let out a long sigh, and felt peace in her heart. She stretched out her hand, pretending to be casual, and quietly touched her senior brother's hand.

Zhou Ping'an felt the back of his hand was warm and soft, and his heart was slightly warmed. He reached back and held the little hand tightly.

The two men stood on the hill together, no longer paying attention to the one-sided killing below.

This army of totem warriors and monsters that sneaked in was doomed to destruction after losing their leader.

Next, of course, the next step is not to go back and have a good sleep.

Instead, we need to interrogate and find out what the other party's plan is.

At this time, you must strike first.

Otherwise, once the enemy army attacks.

No matter how we fight, we will suffer heavy losses.

……

"If we want to preserve our vitality as much as possible and not disrupt farming, this is the only option we can take."

Zhou Pingan sighed.

Lin Huaiyu turned around upon hearing the voice, with a look of reluctance and a hint of deep concern in her eyes, which disappeared in an instant, and she just smiled and said: "With your ability, you can go anywhere in the world.

I am waiting for my brother to return victoriously. Don't worry about Qingyang City. With me here, it will be as stable as a rock."

"I believe."

Zhou Ping'an looked at Lin Huaiyu deeply, bowed and said goodbye, then leaped backwards and disappeared into the mountains.

With his abilities, he could naturally find traces of the passage of these totem warriors.

……

(End of this chapter)