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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Six: The Precious Sword

"Brother Yuwen, he is a real warrior!"

Seeing Yuwen Ba's majestic posture as a husband, Wu Sheng and others beside Liu Feng were all amazed.

If they had been with them, they would definitely not be able to do this. After all, the Red Feather Army that rushed in were not ordinary soldiers, and they were obviously elite among the elites. In addition, most of them were wearing iron armor, iron shields, and ordinary swords and guns, so it was difficult to hurt them.

If you cannot fight quickly, you may even put yourself in danger due to excessive physical energy consumption over time.

"They want to retreat, Wu Sheng, go down and block their retreat!"

Seeing that Lin Bao, the brave general, was pulled back by his subordinates, Liu Feng naturally could not let him go back easily, and immediately asked Wu Sheng, who was guarding by his side, to go down and join forces with Yuwenba to kill the enemy.

"Abide by the order!"

Wu Sheng said as he carried the knife and was about to go down.

"Wait a moment."

Liu Feng called him, then untied a long sword hanging around his waist and handed it to Wu Sheng, "The terrain below is narrow, and it is not conducive to the display of the sword too long. Moreover, most of the enemies are wearing iron armor, please use my sword!"

This knife was the treasure knife he got when he killed Luo Cheng, the army in Zhenguo that day. It was cut iron like mud. Even if the Red Feather Army below was wearing iron armor, it could not resist the sharpness of the treasure knife.

"Thank you lord!"

Wu Sheng naturally knew how powerful this sword was. He looked happy and handed his sword to a Jinyiwei beside him, and then took the sword with both hands.

"Clang!"

He held the hilt of the knife and pulled it gently, and half of the blade was pulled out. The mirror-like blade was air-conditioned and the blade was as cold as autumn frost.

With the sword in hand, Wu Sheng felt very angry. He walked to the platform and leaned slightly against a mountain wall. Without using a ladder, he jumped directly and jumped down.

In the air, he suddenly kicked on the mountain wall on one side. With the reaction force, he moved his body to the other side of the mountain wall, and then kicked on it again. He kicked left and right, slowing down the landing and successfully landed.

The Red Feather Army, who was retreating, saw Wu Sheng falling from above, and without saying a word, raised his long sword and pounced on him. Wu Sheng's precious sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling sword light suddenly appeared in the gorge. The three Red Feather soldiers who rushed up felt their necks chill and they instantly lost consciousness.

The sharp sword not only cut off the three people's weapons, but also cut off their heads.

In an instant, the blood splattered around behind him immediately dyed Wu Sheng's armor red.

"Good knife!"

Looking at the snow-clear sword that was not in the desert, Wu Sheng's love became stronger and stronger. Such a magic weapon directly increased his combat power by 40%.

Looking at the Red Feather Army that continued to rush towards him, Wu Sheng was in a hurry to fight and mentioned that he would meet him.

Another flash of sword light flashed away, and the sword armor of the Red Feather soldiers were cut off, two were killed and one was injured. The soldier who survived by chance covered his broken arms and let out a shrill scream.

The screams behind him immediately attracted Lin Bao's attention. He suddenly turned his head and saw a warrior wearing armor waving his sword and falling straight down, like thunder, cutting melons and vegetables, killing several people in succession. His personal soldiers were not his enemy of one move.

In just a moment, nine corpses fell to the ground! Almost all of them were killed with one knife.

"It's him!"

Although the sword was changed, Lin Bao recognized Wu Sheng at a glance as an enemy general who led the thief cavalry to fight with him for a short time. He was considered a rare strong enemy.

Lin Bao, who was already full of anger, looked at her eyes and became murderous. She raised her spear and rushed forward. This time, the personal soldiers around her did not stop him anymore, but rushed up with him.

Wu Sheng looked at Lin Bao who was rushing towards him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slid suddenly. At the same time, the long sword with a thick back and wide blade in his hand fell down like lightning. In an instant, the long sword in his hand arrived in front of Lin Bao.

Lin Bao flashed slightly, using a very small movement amplitude, but just avoided Wu Sheng's sword. At the same time, he turned his wrist with one hand, and the sharp spear tip of the fine iron spear brought a silver thread and stabbed Wu Sheng's throat silently.

Wu Sheng suddenly stepped back and pulled up with his long sword.

With a light "ding", the two weapons collided together. This time the spear was not cut off, and a shallow fine lines appeared on the pole of the fine iron spear.

The armor on Wu Sheng’s left chest was also cut into a crack by the sharp spear tip, revealing the leather armor inside, but fortunately it was not injured.

Lin Bao was slightly disappointed. This type of death-sucking gun was his specialty, and few people could stop it. Unexpectedly, Wu Sheng's reaction was faster than he expected.

At this moment, a personal soldier on the left of Lin Bao suddenly rushed forward, waved his long sword, jumped up and slashed directly into Wu Sheng's face; a person on the right stabbed him with a gun.

This time, Wu Sheng did not retreat, but slightly opened his body, and suddenly slid his sword, hitting the jumping soldier. With this hard knife, the personal soldier was directly exposed to his stomach, and his internal organs were scattered out, killing him.

While pulling on the long knife, he kicked the spear that was stabbing, and then kicked the personal soldier who was holding the gun soared into the air.

All this only happens in a moment, and only the parties involved can deeply understand the dangers.

On the platform, Liu Feng, who was originally ready to go down and try his skills, suddenly retracted his pace. He was sure that if it were him, he would never be able to do this level as Wu Sheng in the face of such a clamp. He would rather pick up some soft persimmons to pinch them. He only had one life, so it would be better to be cautious.

Lin Bao has been through a long battle formation and has rich experience in fighting against the enemy. He has seen many warriors who are good at fighting over the years.

But Wu Sheng's dodging performance just now was obviously learning his moves secretly. This talent made him a little incredible. In addition to the huge man behind him, he suddenly felt cold all over his body and his mind suddenly became clear.

Both rebels are extremely strong. Even if they fight alone, Lin Bao has no chance of winning. He knows very well that such a powerful general can only use a strict military formation to keep his team and slowly consume it. He will not be able to die if he fights like this first!

For the present plan, the best solution is to retreat, and to retreat immediately. If there is a slight delay, not only the lives of the personal soldiers, but I am afraid that their lives will be lost here.

Thinking of this, Lin Bao looked at Wu Sheng. If he wanted to retreat, someone had to entangle this person. Although he was not sure to kill this person, he could still entangle him and let others retreat.

"When I come and hang up, you and your brothers first!"

Lin Bao whispered to the personal soldiers beside him.

As long as you withdraw from this corridor and join the troops outside, it will be safe, and Liang's rebels dare not chase them out.

When the team heard this, they were about to speak, but they were interrupted by Lin Bao, "You should understand my personality. Don't say too much, otherwise everyone will not think about leaving!"

"yes!"
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