Fu Canglu

Chapter 656 Using the Sword

Chapter 656 Using the Sword ([-])

The horseshoes are like thunder, and they come on the snow.

From Juxi Defense Line to Fengting City, Duan Wuyin chose a flat route, 5000 people galloped on the snow field, in front of them was the wind and snow that scraped their cheeks vigorously, and the five thousand black robes of the Zhong family were flying in the strong wind, hunting.

Duan Wuyin's body was bumped with the horse, he bent down and narrowed his eyes.

In the heavy snow ahead, there seemed to be two black spots.

The haze of snow could not be seen clearly, only two figures could be seen standing on an empty plain.

Until it got a little closer, Duan Wuyin saw the two figures clearly, they were a man and a woman, one black, one white, one tall and one short, their brows furrowed suddenly, and the swallowing figure rang out between his brows

Duan Xiaohou was terrified all over his body, a layer of fine hair exploded on the surface of his skin, he reined in the horse abruptly, the horse let out a long howl, its raised hooves smashed to the ground, and slid out a scarlet aisle.

The black robe rolled up with the wind, and a long knife on Duan Wuyin's waist slid into his sleeve, cut through the wind and snow, and stabbed it into the ground with an upside-down grip, stopping his tendency to charge forward.

The black horse that couldn't stop gliding screamed, and its huge body slid towards a man and a woman standing on the plain.

The young Confucian scholar smiled, folded his arms, hugged the feather fan and said nothing.

The woman in black was expressionless, and slowly lowered her hands, her sleeves being blown by the wind.

The huge black horse that slid across the ground was sliced ​​by an invisible air mechanism, and after a scream, it separated three feet away in front of the two of them, and slid into dozens of corpses of different sizes.

The blood was red, and Duan Wuyin stopped the forward momentum extremely sharply. Dozens of Zhong family horses behind him had seen clearly the black and white two people on the plain. Pulling the rope and moving, the grumpy war horse gallops up and down

"Rumble Rumble"

The real horseshoes are like thunder.

The cavalry of 5000 men skittered over the ground, and the two were instantly submerged by the cavalry that followed. Thousands of troops and horses were like a big river, and the figure of the boy and the woman was like a stone in the middle of the rushing river.

In the hustle and bustle, Duan Wuyin raised his head with a knife in his hand, his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't have time to speak to stop the soldiers. He had already seen the man and woman drowned by the iron cavalry, and the extremely painful roar burst out , and then was overwhelmed by the roaring of even more violent horses, the sounds of drawing swords and throwing guns and drawing knives overlapped and burst out, and the iron cavalry swept past, and then the flying swords, broken guns, and broken blades were all wrapped in a layer of extreme thin blood

"Chong!"

A piece of shattered fine steel sword pierced through the back of a Zhong family child in front of him, and smashed it off the horse's back with great force. That body suddenly turned cold.

It's a corpse.

Through the sea of ​​people, he saw the woman with a calm face.

The black robe flew like waves, and the sword was not allowed to enter within three feet.

And the young Confucian scholar with a gentle face, surrounded by layers, smiled and nodded at himself.

Duan Wuyin's heart clicked, and he took a deep breath, not thinking about what would have happened if he hadn't stopped his forward momentum just now.

There are 5000 iron cavalry of the Zhong family, and they are going to Fengting City. What kind of person should be, who can be so conceited, and dare to intercept the iron cavalry of 5000 people alone?
He suddenly pulled out the long knife and swept it to one side.

The smile of the young Confucian scholar in his heart seemed to be lingering with a cloud of shadows. That glance gave Duan Wuyin the feeling of returning to the head of Luoyang City. When it reached my body, it finally covered my body with a layer of green frost.

Duan Wuyin pursed his lips, and the blood red eyes between his brows suddenly opened, no longer covering up the background accumulated in the past two years.

When the shallow breath between the brows revived, the heavy snow cavalry was frantic, and there was a faint red light overflowing from under the body of the black robe, countless serpentine lines wandered along the blood vessels, Duan Wuyin ran with a knife, the cavalry had already surrounded the two of them, he Wandering in the outer circle, devouring the woman's unscrupulous sword energy.

He wants to break through!

In the past two years, under the support of the Zhong family, he is more like a "container". Zhong Yusheng and Cao Zhixuan regard him as some kind of irreplaceable weapon of war, and feed the "swallowing phase" enough flesh and blood every day. After the outbreak of the Juxi War , The progress of the phagocytosis has stepped into a state of supernatural speed.

Duan Wuyin's "Breaking Realm" is like Yi Xiao's stepping out of the Holy Island and coming to the Daji Mountains. It is a perfect and saturated promotion. Swallowing looks like a greedy eater with a hungry stomach that can never be fed , I have already eaten all that can be eaten in the ninth-rank realm, and I still refuse to stop. If I continue to eat, I will have to wait until the realm is broken before it can be digested.

"He's eating your sword energy. Just let him eat it?" Yuan Tiangang actually looked like a simple child when he laughed, "Are you going to wait until he breaks through?"

Yi Xiaoan said softly: "Let him eat."

"Hey, hey, we are facing 5000 iron cavalry." The boy shivered with a lupine in his arms, and said with a smile, "I'm worried that we will die at any moment."

Yi Xiaoan glanced at the teacher, and asked calmly: "He is the only target, or should we kill all the 5000 people?"

Yuan Tiangang looked at Duan Wuyin who was dragging his knife outside the cavalry. The vitality of the heaven and earth became extremely thin due to the breakthrough of the devouring phase. The temperature began to drop, but his eyes slowly became hot. The devouring phase in the eight heavens is quite, The vision of breaking the realm is no less than that of Yi Xiao, who has two celestial figures.

This young dignitary named Duan Wuyin from the Northern Wei Dynasty deserves to be the weapon of war that the Zhong family and Luoyang have spent so much time cultivating for such a long time.

"5000 people are not important, you decide whether to live or die."

Yuan Tiangang's voice became serious: "I must get this astrology."

Duan Wuyin could feel the raging blood energy around him. Within a few breaths, hundreds of iron cavalry had died due to the impact. The charge of the Zhong family was still going on, and the woman could not even drop a drop of blood within three feet. Not splashed in.

This is a great practitioner.

Damn it. Where did such a great practitioner come from?
And still so young, is Qi Liang's secret weapon?
The black-robed young master's brows unscrupulously devoured the sword energy overflowing from the periphery, and the urge to break through the boundary in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Duan Wuyin rushed out, he pressed the knife with one hand, and passed by with the knife hidden in the big sleeve and robe. The whole person was like a fish, stepping on the iron horse to squeeze through the gap, stopped abruptly, twisted his waist and turned around, the hidden long knife Spit out letters and burst like a poisonous snake!
In the wind and snow, a knife split open.

The mighty thunder exploded.

Above the sky, there is a black thunderbolt, tearing apart the nine heavens, the wind and thunder intersect, and finally it converges on one point with the tip of the knife.

Yi Xiaoan narrowed his eyes.

Within three feet, there is no dust, and now something is finally squeezed in.

The tip of a knife.

The tip of the knife squeezed within three feet, and began to frantically swallow his vitality, sword energy, and everything it touched.

The visible and the intangible were all swallowed up by each other. The man who stabbed into the sword field with both hands holding the knife, his sleeves and robes were torn to pieces, his face was extremely pale, but the center of his brows was as red as a drop of blood. With a low growl, he pulled out his long sleeve The knife was passed into the sword field again.

When the long knife is pulled out, there is no point of the knife, and every inch is reduced to powder.

The second time it was passed into the Sword Domain, only half of the blade remained.

The two chose to attack with extremely fierce bombardment. Yi Xiaoan's face was calm, and there were countless cavalry behind him, and only a part of his mind was fighting against Duan Wuyin. climbing realm.

The third eye between the eyebrows suddenly expanded.

Phagocytosis. Fifth layer.

The speed of devouring vitality increased by several times, not only the vitality. The iron cavalry of the Zhong family who was so close to Duan Wuyin that he had a touch of his body, only took a few breaths, and even the man and the horse were sucked into a dry bone. The saber energy vibrated, and the dry bones and heavy snow flew together, turning into white powder.

The sword energy in the sword field is like the sea, endless.

Duan Wuyin's chest bulged, he took a deep breath, and squeezed into the sword field.

It is not three feet away from Yi Xiaoan.

The knife in his hand was broken, and the vertical pupil between the brows was filled with blood, rolling down from the cheeks with clear lines, and finally spread to half of the arm, rolling and solidifying into a tall and long demon knife.

Three feet becomes two feet.

Two feet becomes one foot.

Duan Wuyin's face was extremely ferocious, the scarlet blood flowing from the vertical pupil had covered his entire cheek, bright red, his fangs bared, his upper body was naked, and his refined skin wrapped the crimson soul fire, like a hell Shura, holding a knife and moving forward with difficulty.

In the end, the tip of the knife was raised and aimed at the black robed woman in front of her.

The man said blankly, "Is it enough to swallow so much?"

Duan Wuyin raised his head, grinned, and continued to bump forward.

One foot becomes three feet.

The monster knife whizzed and swung it, with a blade that smashed the world, it touched a finger raised by the woman with incomparable arrogance.

A crisp sound.

The sky and the earth are very quiet.

Hitting a stone with an egg is nothing more than that.

The scarlet setting sun cast long shadows on the snowy ground. After several hours of rushing, Qi Liang's army chose to rest for a while on the southern plain.

Xiao Buyi closed his eyes and meditated.

The neighing sound of a fast horse, and the hasty cry after turning over and dismounting came from my ears.

"Report to Your Highness!"

He opened his eyes suspiciously.

When Xiao Buyi heard the next sentence, his expression was extremely shocked.

"Your Highness. Forty miles outside Fengting City, the iron cavalry of the Zhong family was stopped and killed!"

(End of this chapter)

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