Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 367 Yan Xiong, Meteor
The two consecutive victories have boosted the confidence of the soldiers in the border towns.

Even though he knew that the final result would not change, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The soldiers in the border town are all bloody warriors, even if they die in battle, they have to drag the enemy back.

Chu Qianfeng and Zhuo Wen were not depressed because of the failure of the two battles. In their eyes, this was just a game.

Lu Yuan's victory was expected, after all, Lu Yuan had entered the eighth level of Lingfu, which was higher than Yan Ming's level, but Li Xiangchuan's victory seemed to be unexpected by others.

Although Li Xiangchuan has also stepped into the third level of the Lingfu, it is unbelievable that he can defeat Zhuo Fan, who is practicing in the Five Elements Sect, with one move.

In the third scene, Wei Cheng walked out with a sharp knife in his hand. The blade rubbed against the ground, creating a series of sparks.

Although he practiced in Lingwuzong, he didn't practice swords. His life and soul were swords, so he naturally practiced sword skills.

"I'll go this time." After Jiang Hen finished speaking, he stepped on the flying sword and stepped down.

"Wei Cheng, admit defeat." Jiang Hen said.

Wei Cheng laughed and said, "Jiang Hen, you are no longer a high-ranking genius on the top list, you are no longer the genius who destroyed your life. Now you are a traitor of the Lingwu Sect, and everyone can punish you. If I kill you, it is also considered a traitor." Clear the door."

"That also depends on whether you have the ability."

Without further ado, Wei Cheng raised his saber and slashed. His saber technique opened and closed, and he went forward without hesitation. Every move was a fatal move.

Dao Qi criss-crossed all directions, covering the area, as if turning into a dead zone, everything was cut off.

I saw Jiang Hen's figure dodging left and right in the saber aura. His movements were very small, but he avoided the chaotic saber aura without any unnecessary movements at all.

Mu Chen sighed secretly: "Jiang Hen devoted himself to sword cultivation, although his life and soul are no longer there, he has reached the realm of heart sword through a blessing in disguise."

"What is the realm of Xinjian?" Li Xiangchuan asked.

"Only one with a clear sword heart can cultivate a heart sword. With a sword in his heart, he is self-aware. A sword cultivator with a heart sword is the most terrifying existence among sword cultivators."

Just as Mu Chen finished speaking, blurred sword shadows appeared out of thin air on the soles of Jiang Hen's feet, hands and feet, and on his moving trajectory. These sword shadows gradually became clear, and then the sound of sword chant came out.

Sinan's calm eyes finally fluctuated: "The law moves with people. This is the sword of the heart. I didn't expect that Jiang Hen turned out to be a sword-minded man. It seems that Wei Cheng has to lose again."

As soon as he thought of this, he saw that Wei Cheng was already surrounded by sword shadows all over the sky, his saber aura was no longer sharp, and the speed of swinging the saber also began to slow down.

Wei Cheng's offensive was fierce, but it was difficult to last. He was eager to win when he saw that his opponent was Jiang Hen, and he wanted to win quickly regardless of the consumption of spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hen fought more and more bravely. From the beginning to the end, Jiang Hen didn't even fight him seriously, and the sword intent all over the sky made him feel palpitations.

"You have already destroyed your soul, why do you still have such a sword intent!"

"This tactic is not the sword tactic of Lingwu Sect!"

Wei Cheng couldn't believe the facts before his eyes.

Jiang Hen said: "This is indeed not the sword formula of Lingwuzong, but the sword intent that I have comprehended. You are the first to see it."

There was no suspense about the outcome, and Wei Cheng didn't give in, and retreated after admitting defeat.

So far, Yan State has won all three battles, and the soldiers cheered bursts of cheers.

If you win three games, 3 people will survive, and among these 3 people, there will be their wives and children.

However, when the next person came to the front, the cheers gradually stopped.

The absolute genius of Chu State, Chu Tianxing.

"Who will lead the death!" Chu Tianxing held a Fang Tian painting halberd, pointed at the wall obliquely, his eyes were extremely domineering.

After cultivating the Overlord Territory of Wushuang Hall, Chu Tianxing's combat power can no longer be measured by common sense.

What's more, he himself has stepped into the sixth level of Lingfu.

Chu Tianhao was about to walk out, but was held back by someone.

Yan Xiong said: "Tianhao, your realm is not as high as his, so I will fight this time."

"Father, the child is gone." Yan Xiong took one last look at Yan Nantian, turned over and swooped down. He had stepped into the seventh level of the Lingfu. This battle is most suitable for him, because it is impossible at the same level. After defeating Chu Tianxing, Yan Nantian and Mu Chen, who had a higher realm, had to be reserved for the strong ones behind.

In the opposing camp, in addition to the three fortune-tellers, there are also two half-step fortune-tellers.

Yan Xiong held a golden spear, without saying a word, he stabbed at Chu Tianxing. Behind him, the golden Lingfu suppressed him. With a flick of the spear, a golden python roared and went straight to Chu Tianxing.

In the first move, Yan Xiong has already done his best. After coming to Yan Country, he has been living in regret, all the suppressed emotions exploded in this shot, and the power has surpassed what he can usually achieve. limit.

Even Lu Yuan, who was in the eighth level of Lingfu, could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw Yan Xiong's attack.

"Small tricks." However, from Chu Tianxing's body, an astonishing domineering aura was released, he stepped on his right foot suddenly, Fang Tian's painted halberd swept across the four directions, and his spiritual power turned into a half-moon slash, directly smashing Yan Xiong's body offensive.

Then, Chu Tianxing jumped up, Fang Tian's painted halberd was ruthlessly chopped down, Yan Xiong was also full of blood, and he swung his long spear and bumped into it head-on.

In Yan Xiong's heart, Chu Tianxing seemed to have become an ever-magnifying demon god, with an extremely domineering aura in his cold eyes, as if he could only choose to surrender.

With just such a glance, Yan Xiong's indomitable aura that he had accumulated before was gone, Fang Tian's painted halberd struck the spear, and Yan Xiong's body flew back.

Of course Chu Tianxing would not let him go, the Golden Crow's wings spread out behind him, turned into a streak of light and chased after him, Yan Xiong bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, the stinging and bloody blood made him sober up a lot.

However, the opportunity has been lost, and it is more difficult to get it back than ascending to the sky.

Chu Tianxing's attack was stronger than one move. He seemed to be teasing Yan Xiong. Every time, he would increase his strength a little bit, and every time, he would leave a scar on his body.

Yan Nantian and Yan Hui watched this scene, they didn't ask Yan Xiong to admit defeat, the men of the Yan family can only die standing up, they cannot live on their knees.

What's more, dying on the battlefield is the best destination for a soldier.

Yan Xiong wanted to fight back with all his strength, but Chu Tianxing's strength had far surpassed him, and he didn't give him any chance at all.

With a halberd, the spear in Yan Xiong's hand was chopped into two pieces.

Yan Xiong attacked with both fists, Chu Tianxing pierced his heart with a halberd and lifted his body up.

Blood was left along Fang Tian's painted halberd, and Chu Tianxing said, "Don't worry, others will come to accompany you soon."

Yan Xiong took one last look at Yan Nantian on the city wall, and then said to Chu Tianxing: "Someone will come to clean you up, I will wait for you."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiong tilted his head, and Chu Tianxing casually dropped the body.

"Brother!" Yan Xun clenched his fists, "I will avenge you."

Behind Yan Nantian, Yan Hui watched Yan Xiong fall down with tears in his eyes, and he said: "Father, you are doing well."

After Chu Tianxing went back, a man wearing a priest's robe came out. He was the high priest of Yasukuni, Wu Lun, and at the same time, he was also a half-step good luck powerhouse.

Yan Nantian said: "It seems that the next battle will be tough."

After speaking, he took off the cloak on his shoulders and jumped off the city wall.

(End of this chapter)