Chapter 91: Two-sleeved snake fights Su Wang, and one sword makes the road come true.
Beiliang can only fight to the death when facing the enemy.
The eleventh is finally here.
Whether it is careful layout or unintentional insertion, the most tragic character among this master stepped on the most correct time and the most appropriate place, almost pinching Xu Fengnian’s fatal hole. Li Chungang wants to fight Wu Liuding, who carries Su Wang Sword, each represents the leader of the new and old swordsmanship in the world. He will definitely not be able to escape in just one move or two moves. Wei Shuyang and Lu Qiantang have all gone to the reed marsh, and it is even more of a bloody battle with unpredictable outcomes, even if you fight to the death, it is possible. At this time, only the dead blue birds were left by Xu Fengnian, as well as Ning Emei and the one hundred light cavalry behind him. Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the big halberd Ning Emei who was eager to try. Without asking questions, the fierce general of Beiliang holding the iron halberd of Bu nodded, raised his hand, and thirty light cavalry spread out in a fan shape, and thirty powerful crossbows pointed directly at the master who had been famous in the world. It was undoubtedly another feud between iron-blooded soldiers and martial arts people. There was a big halberd Ning Emei resisting, and Xu Fengnian would not go to see the eleventh for the time being, but just stared at the old sword god who was rushing away. It was not that he asked Wang Mingyin to look at him, but the peak life-and-death battle between masters, which was destined to be extremely clever. Whether it was Li Chungang or Wu Liuding, they were all sword-do heroes. Maybe any move would be more exquisite than the moves he picked from the secret book. It would be better to take a look at it and remember the outline. Xu Fengnian whispered in a low voice, “It’s really tense.”
Li Chungang lifted his sword and left. Wu Liuding faced the famous swordsman senior. Not only was he not afraid, he smiled cheerfully and freely, twisted one hand, and flew forward with a bamboo pole, and rushed forward with a blue shirt. He held one end of the bamboo pole, which was exactly the same as on the river. He then used a bamboo as a sword. The other end of the bamboo pole suddenly inserted into the road, shouting softly, “Get up!”
He once overturned the river and raised the boat, but this time he pried up a large area of heavy mud from the mud road and smashed it at Li Chungang. After the bent bamboo lifted up the dust that covered the sky and the sun, the bamboo pole swirled back on its shoulders, stepped on the ground with a thump, and a big pit was splattered with countless dust and smoke. The bamboo pole that should have cracked on the spot was even more strikingly curved by his hands. He pressed the twisting technique with his hands. The big pole was like a full moon bow, bounced into the air, and the dust shot injected it into the air, injecting a sharp sword energy into it.
Li Chungang, who had a sneering in the air, slashed away with a sword as usual, shattering the blind dust, and at the same time smashing the sword energy contained in it!
The dust was covered in the sky, and the soil mixed with abundant sword energy pierced countless potholes after it fell to the ground. On the empty official road two hundred steps apart, the sword energy flew in a mess, and dozens of ravines staggered horizontally and vertically, which made Princess Jing’an stunned. If she stayed there, wouldn’t it be like Xu Fengnian said that she would be dismantled and ended up dead without a complete corpse, and the power of a sword broke through the air and cracked the earth. It was so terrifying that Princess Pei had no impression of martial arts in the martial arts world before, but today I saw it with my own eyes and realized it was terrible. SheHe looked at Xu Fengnian secretly, but he didn’t see any clues in his eyes. He couldn’t tell whether he was confident or lost.
Li Chungang’s sword penetrated the sun like a rainbow, and the white light was dazzling. It fell rapidly in the dust and turned towards Wu Liuding. The sword was blocked by the sword energy and dust of the bamboo pole, as if it was not weak at all. Wu Liuding returned to his hand and retreated quickly. In the slightest margin, the old sword god’s sword god’s sword fell down sharply, wrapped in an unparalleled sword intent, stabbing the footing point of the Wu family’s sword crown into a huge pit that was 10 feet deep. Wu Liuding in the green shirt chuckled softly and said, “What a sword immortal kneeling.” His expression was leisurely. As he spoke, the bamboo pole did not stagnate at all, and brought out a vast circle, swept towards the head of the old sword god, roaring into wind, and making a sound. The old sword god sneered. How dare the young man discuss swordsmanship with a bamboo pole in front of me to discuss swordsmanship? Even if the vulgar one’s eyes, the green light lingered in the tip of the sword was visible. The so-called brilliant realm of sword energy is to make the sword develop a sense of magnitude that is connected with the world. People in the world only think that a real man should raise a three-foot green edge to kill people and defeat the enemy. Do you really think it is just a three-foot copper and iron sword body?
One-armed Li Chungang is still a light sword.
Wu Liuding no longer avoided his sharpness this time, and the bamboo pole did not change its trajectory, sweeping across thousands of troops.
The two of them had sword moves, just horizontally and vertically.
Li Chungang’s hand clashed with Wu Liuding’s bamboo pole, making a clanging sound of gold and stone that was unreasonable, piercing his eardrums. Poor Princess Pei covered her ears and screamed, but it was futile and she almost vomited blood. Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, walked in front of her, invisibly blocking the aura ripples brought by this collision for her.
After the sword in Li Chungang’s hand contacted the bamboo pole, it was not bounced away, but was like the bow of the boat teaching Xu Fengnian’s sword move, and he instantly bounced the bamboo pole sixteen times, which was terrifying again. The green light, which was only one inch long at the tip of the sword, burst into three inches. Others saw the green sword energy dancing in the old sword god’s hand, and the Wu Liuding bamboo pole was bent again and again. Finally, it could not bear the old sword god’s invasion of the sword energy that seemed to have no end. It made a bang, and the bamboo pole was just an ordinary bamboo pole, and it was broken. Li Chungang, who had the initiative, had no abnormality in his face and took advantage of the opportunity to slash Wu Liuding’s chest. The bamboo pole was broken into two, and the latter held half of each hand, retreating again and again, and drifting out twenty steps. Li Chungang then took twenty steps to bully himself, and the sword edge was always the same as Wu Liuding’s chest. The tip of the sword was half a foot away. The sword energy was like a green snake spitting out the core, but it was only one foot away!
Wu Liuding finally stopped raising his strength, and turned into a one-handed bamboo pole into a two-handed sword. The Wu family’s sword tomb is known for his sword moves. He can walk out of the tomb with a sword crown, and undoubtedly has an amazing attainment in swordsmanship. The bamboo pole does not produce a trace of sword energy, but is only good at using tricks to make gods and ghosts. Even when facing Li Chungang, the sword master who stepped on the threshold of the sword immortal, he still took the domineering path and moved forward. Li Chungang frowned and let go, smiled slightly, and for some reason, he took away the green light from the sword. Jiangang no longer had it, but he used the sword moves to fight the sword moves, strolling in the garden, and dealing with moves. The two of them fought close to each other, dazzled, and in the blink of an eye, they didn’t know whether they had swung hundreds of swords or thousands of swords.
> The battle here is so exciting, and the eleventh side in the world is also eye-opening. There are eight types of crossbows in the Liyang Dynasty. Apart from the four crossbows fired by foot power, the other four types are the cardinal crossbows among the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang, which is the most lethal and can be less than the yellow stirrup crossbow. Therefore, this Beiliang standard crossbow is called “Kaishan”, which is as famous as the Beiliang sword. Since he dared to be called “opening the mountain”, his strength was amazing. Thirty crossbows shot volleys, buzzing through the air, but the eleventh Wang Mingyin just walked forward without fear, stretched out a hand, pointed at the air in front of him, and landed the first wave of arrows on the ground. After a wave of arrow rain, a series of pearls came, and the second wave of arrow rain suddenly came. Wang Mingyin, who had a scheming expression, no longer pointed at the country with one hand, clenched his fists, and his clothes were bulging, and he actually acted as a rude attitude to resist the crossbow. Several waves of arrow rain were violently bounced away by the aura he wandered outside his body, and they were inserted into the ground obliquely. For a moment, Wang Mingyin was covered with arrows, and he walked straight towards the thirty horses without any injuries.
A crossbow can only be called a crossbow if it is angry.
But this farmer kept silent and blocked the crossbows that were constantly splashing ink.
He said he wanted to use the crown prince’s head on his neck.
You will do what you say.
Yuan Meng, the captain of Fengying, whose pupils were shrinking, staring at the unknown person in the world, and he pulled the reins and rode his horse and took a knife to kill him. The Beiliang Light Cavalry cooperated well, and twenty people in fan-shaped bodies on both sides of Yuan Meng once again set off a crossbow to create momentum, and the remaining ten people behind him followed the captain and rushed to the scene. The Northern Liang Army attached great importance to the first place in horse politics. Not to mention how powerful the heavy armored iron cavalry was, even the light cavalry was far from comparable to the cavalry outside of Northern Liang. Moreover, Fengziying was a direct guard of the Northern Liang army. The horses they rode were all heavy breeds, seven feet high and weighed more than two thousand kilograms. Under the rush, the cavalry, whether they were wearing swords or carrying guns, were like mountain torrents, and their combat power was amazing. Pei Nanwei did not know much about the Spring and Autumn War, but heard that the cavalry of Northern Liang was invincible. Today, when he saw the ten cavalry rushing, he was a little dazed. Ten men and ten horses were like this. The 300,000 iron cavalry under the command of the King of Northern Liang, how powerful it was to have been to straddle the six kingdoms back then!
But the next scene made Princess Pei widen her eyes. The strong man with a farmer-like appearance sprinted towards the ten riders, and used his hands to push away the arrows from both sides of the fan, ran, and ran hard at the tall and headed horse of the captain Yuan Meng, who was leading the horse. Princess Jing’an expected that the cruel scene of the village farmer splashing blood did not appear, but the dull man hit the mountain and broke the neck of the war horse, knocking Yuan Meng and his men and horses out. Yuan Meng didn’t even have time to chop down the knife. The man then accelerated his pace, stepped on the ground with his feet like a roar, not inferior to the sound of horse hooves. He spread his hands and supported the two horses, and suddenly exerted force, throwing the two horses behind Yuan Meng horizontally out of the air!
Pei Nanwei, born in a literary tribe and was raised in a golden and jade cage by King Jing’an, opened his mouth slightly, looking incredible. There was such a powerful warrior in the world.
This farmer threw away three war horses in one go, and two sides were on his side.The Northern Sword finally took the opportunity to cut the sword. The man who was struggling to pull the mountains and rivers was as deep as water. He held the most sharp standard Northern Sword in the world with both hands. Just twisted it, it was curled up by him.
“Down.”
He heard him say two words calmly, and the two brave Northern Liang cavalrymen were torn off and thrown out.
This man stopped suddenly on his head, his hooves raised high and stepped on them heavily!
His hands, which were big, retracted from lightning, were higher than his head, held the horse’s hooves with heavy force, snorted coldly, and tore the horse to death!
How much strength does it take to tear a war horse under the inertia of momentum?
The Fengzi Camp cavalry, who had no mount, fell down and was hit in the chest by a punch by a farmer. The armor and chest exploded, and they died on the spot, with blood and blood.
The next few riders were easily thrown out by this brave man.
Pei Nanwei couldn’t bear to look anymore, and subconsciously glanced at the Prince of Beiliang standing in front of him, with his back still standing upright. She moved her body and could finally see the edges of his side face, but she could not see the expected panic, which disappointed Pei Nanwei very much. The man was unscrupulous and said he wanted to borrow his head for use. Is Xu Fengnian really not afraid at all? Pei Nanwei looked at the battlefield again and saw that the prince’s personal guards lost several points. But what shocked Princess Pei even more was that under such a cruel situation, the other Feng-Captain Light Cavalry was still as straight as the prince’s prince and turned a blind eye to the bloody scene. Especially the burly general holding a halberd, surrounded by heavy black armor, and even the armor and iron halberd were more than 400 pounds. Faced with the defeat, he just rode on the horse and remained motionless, and what a terrible heart! Princess Pei is so ruthless. Are the soldiers in Beiliang so ruthless?