Chapter 188 Destroying Three Thousands With One Sword

"Flying Immortal!"

"It's Ye Gucheng!"

"Ye Gucheng has made a move!"

"What a beauty!"

"Swords are like flying immortals, and people are also flying immortals!"

"The thirteenth duel of the God of Sword Ranking is second on the God of Sword Ranking!"

"Fuck!"

"What a gorgeous sword energy!"

"It's so cool!"

Seeing Ye Gucheng attacking Huangying, the warrior who had just escaped a catastrophe exclaimed again and again, staring at the battlefield with burning eyes.

Such a duel is not easy to see.

Between heaven and earth.

There is only one knife and one sword.

One is the Flying Immortal in the Sword.

One is the god of swords.

Sword Qi and Saber Qi collided soundlessly.

click.

It was as if the sound of breaking an eggshell sounded, the sound was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear.

At the moment when the saber qi collided with the sword qi, the sword qi was cut into pieces, and the golden knife struck Ye Gucheng like a broken bamboo.

His white clothes were stained with blood, and Ye Gucheng smashed into the mountainside like a kite with a broken string, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"hiss!"

"One knife!"

"Defeated Ye Gucheng with one blow!"

"Is this the second strength in the sword god list?"

"horrible!"

"I'm afraid that only the top five in the Sword God Ranking will have the power to fight?"

...

While everyone was discussing in shock over Ye Gucheng's defeat, a chill suddenly permeated the world.

"Snowing?"

A martial artist stretched out his hand, holding a snowflake falling in the sky with his fingertips, with doubts in his eyes.

They don't know why it suddenly snowed.

But Zhao Wu in the carriage knew it.

Ximen Chuuxue is about to make a move.

And Ximen Chuuxue made a bigger breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship after seeing Ye Gucheng and Huangying fight.

"well!"

On the top of the mountain, Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh.

He knew that he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop Ximen Chuuxue from making a move.

He could only pray for his friend.

He looked deeply at Ximen Chuuxue.

I saw that the other party was standing upright, and his white clothes were like snow, like a sculpture that had stood there since ancient times.

After so many years of ups and downs, the shadow of loneliness finally passed through the lonely eyes.

If you are addicted to kendo, you are doomed to have no friends, relatives, or lovers, and you can only be with the sword.

But this loneliness was quickly replaced by fiery eyes.

It is a strong feeling of pursuing the way of the sword when meeting an opponent.

at this time.

He only has eyes for opponents.

He only has the sword in his heart.

He can even regard his own life as worthless.

Because they have already dedicated their lives to the way he loves.

His word is the sword.

He neither seeks immortals nor Buddhas, success or failure in the world is not worth his attention, let alone his smile.

All he wanted was the honor and glory when he swung his sword. To him, that moment was eternity.

In order to reach this momentary peak, he would even sacrifice everything.

Buzz! !

Huang Ying seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised her head.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Eyes met.

There was excitement in his eyes.

It was the excitement of meeting like-minded people.

Although the opponent is a swordsman.

But the opponent's pursuit of the sword is like his obsession with the knife.

They are one type of people.

"It's Ximen Chuuxue!"

"Ximen Chuuxue is about to make a move!"

"Ye Gucheng is not a one-shot enemy, and Ximen Chuuxue is definitely not an opponent either!"

"Whether he is an opponent or not, anyway, it is a rare and shocking duel that is rare in a hundred years!"

this moment.

Everyone also discovered Ximen Chuuxue, who was solitary and independent on the top of the mountain.

As pale as snow.

A blade as pale as snow.

Ruxue's pale profile.

Pale and lonely as snow.

Their hearts were lifted and they held their breath.

full of expectation.

finally.

Ximen Chuixue moved.

No one saw how he drew the sword.

No one saw how he moved.

A beam of sword light fell like a meteor, piercing the sky and tearing apart the sky and the earth.

His person has become one with the sword.

His person is the sword.

As long as his people are around, everything in the world is his sword.

this moment.

His sword has been where it pleases, it is everywhere and it is not;

His sword was drawn for no one or anything, or for no one or anything;

His sword is everything and nothing.

This is a higher level of swordsmanship he comprehended after watching Ye Gucheng fight Huangying.

this moment.

He has surpassed the previous Ye Gucheng.

If the sword god list ranks again.

He must be above Ye Gucheng.

"Seven Styles of Saber: Chaotic Slash!"

Huang Ying clenched the Jing Ji Dao tightly in her hand, and slashed out with tens of feet of golden saber energy.

Clash of knives and swords.

The duel of swordsman and swordsman.

Terrifying saber and sword energy splashed in all directions, rocks flew everywhere, vegetation cut across, and everything was devastated.

The figure of Ximen Chuuxue fell from the sky.

The world was dead silent.

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Blocked?"

"Damn it! Ximen Chuuxue blocked it!"

"Sure enough, the ranking in the Sword God Ranking cannot be regarded as an iron rule, and there is still a gap in actual combat!"

Everyone secretly said in their hearts.

Ye Gucheng, the thirteenth sword god list, was slashed by Huangying with a knife, and his life and death are unknown.

Ximen Chuuxue Sword God List was sixteenth, but he blocked a blow.

laugh!

But just when everyone thought that Ximen Chuuxue had blocked a stab, a sharp saber aura bloomed in his chest, running across his entire chest.

The snow-white robe was instantly dyed red.

"hiss!"

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

I thought that Ximen Chuuxue blocked the knife, but unexpectedly, it still didn't block it.

"Yes, I am looking forward to fighting with you next time!"

Huangying didn't continue to attack, her expression was excited, with a sense of sympathy.

And while he was talking.

Ye Gucheng, who had smashed into the mountain, also came out in embarrassment, with a hideous and terrifying wound on his chest, which dyed his snow-white robe red.

Ximen Chuuxue said slowly: "Okay."

He didn't say much.

But with just one word, he could feel his recognition of Huang Ying and his sympathy for each other.

Ye Gucheng came from behind, and also only said one word: "Okay."

Then he turned and left.

this time.

Although he failed miserably.

But he has benefited a lot.

next time.

He will definitely defeat Huangying.

Ye Gucheng left.

Ximen Chuuxue also left.

The one who walks away is called a straightforward one.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"The next time we fight again, it will definitely be even more exciting. I just don't know if there is still a chance to see the duel between the peerless swordsman and the swordsman!"

Everyone felt lost.

The battle is too fast.

They're not fun at all.

Immediately.

They set their eyes on the startled salamander and Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian is nine thousand years old in the Ming Dynasty, with a high position and authority. He is a King Kong boy.

And the startling salamander is the fifth peerless swordsman on the sword god list.

The battle between the two was even more exciting than when Huang Ying, Ye Gucheng, and Ximen Chuuxue ended with one move.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The startling salamander sword was as fast as lightning, and it continuously slashed across Wei Zhongxian's neck, chest, back, and waist, making the sound of refined iron.

I have to say that Wei Zhongxian's Vajra Boy Kungfu is really powerful.

Defense against terror.

If not, he wouldn't be able to survive now.

But even so.

He also started to show wounds.

The sharpness of the sword of the startled salamander became stronger and stronger.

"hateful!"

"It can't be done, if this continues, my Vajra Boy Kung Fu will not be able to handle it anymore!"

Wei Zhongxian was horrified in his heart, and immediately roared:

"fire!"

His voice was amplified by the majestic zhenqi, and it spread for dozens of miles, shaking the mountains and forests, scaring countless birds and beasts to flee in a hurry.

"fire?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly their souls froze, and they couldn't care less about watching the excitement, and ran away.

However, at this moment, the general of the Shenji Battalion with 3,000 people several thousand meters away from everyone stood on the sentry tower and looked at the battlefield with binoculars.

Originally, when he saw Jin Yiwei and the masters of the Second East and West Factory being killed, he wanted to fire.

But Wei Zhongxian is the person in charge of this operation.

There is no order from Wei Zhongxian.

He dared not fire at all.

Order now.

He didn't hesitate.

He waved the command flag in his hand.

"fire!"

Hundreds of cannons fired at the same time, blasting towards Zhao Wu's position.

boom.

Huang Ying flew into the air in an instant, and the Jingji knife slashed hard.

Golden saber energy swept out.

Dozens of shells were split with one knife.

But the rest of the shells fell.

Instantly.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air.

"Fuck it, uncle, it's a cannon!"

"I'm afraid there are hundreds of cannons!"

"It's over!"

Countless gangsters ran wildly for their lives. Just now, they had managed to escape from the sky-locking arrow array of Jinyiwei and Dongchang, but they did not expect to encounter artillery again.

This is simply not a way to live.

"It's artillery!"

In the white dragon chariot, all the women exclaimed, a large area was bombarded by shells, even the strongest in the realm of heaven and man could hardly retreat completely.

"Don't worry, this level of artillery can't break through the defense of the white dragon chariot!"

Zhao Wu hugged Zhang Sanniang's soft and plump body, and gave everyone a comforting look.

But there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

call out.

In an instant, the King Quan sword that was put aside turned into a beam of sword light that soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

...

God machine camp.

Commander-in-chief Wu Dao looked proudly at the scene of hundreds of guns firing, "So what if the martial arts are high? Under Lao Tzu's artillery, there is no place for them to die."

certainly.

He was just talking too.

Cannons are useless against land gods, and the Huangying and the startled salamanders around Zhao Wu have obviously reached the realm of land gods.

The two of them were enough to cover Zhao Wu's escape from the artillery fire.

But he didn't expect to kill Zhao Wu in this way.

It is enough to destroy Zhao Wu's majesty and make the opponent flee in embarrassment.

Yin~~

Suddenly, the sound of sword chanting came from above the nine heavens.

Wu Dao and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion suddenly raised their heads, and saw a long sword cutting down from the sky like a sword that opened up the world.

Before the sword arrived, the endless sword energy was already piercing.

That is not the sword of the world.

It was the wrath of thunder, the judgment of the gods.

"No……"

The sword light enlarged sharply in his pupils, and Wu Dao, who was already in the late stage of heaven and man, roared in horror and wanted to escape, but found that his whole body had been restrained by the sword force, making it difficult to move.

Scoff!

When the long sword fell, a large crack hundreds of feet long and ten feet wide appeared in the middle of the Shenji camp, and the escaping sword energy swept around around the crack.

No matter people or plants, trees, bamboos and rocks, they are like thousands of swords piercing through the heart, torn apart by endless sword energy, full of wounds.

A radius of one kilometer.

Life is cut off.

Shenji Battalion has 3,000 soldiers and 100 artillery pieces.

All gone.

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