Chapter 710

The plain land in this area was originally farmland, and Yin Quan ordered his subordinates to encircle the land, preparing to plant trees around and build a giant coupe in the middle. Now, Tang Jiusheng and Yin Yueheng are plowing the land, with rifts everywhere, and there are passers-by merchants on the official road. They saw the fierce killing here from afar. They thought that the government troops were suppressing bandits, so they were so scared that they took a detour from afar. The thieves passed by like combs, and soldiers passed by like combs, and they could not afford to offend any one, just stay away.

Wudingmu and Tang Jiusheng confronted each other, obviously no one wanted to do it first. Wudingmu tried to anger Tang Jiusheng, but Tang Jiusheng was not fooled at all. Tang Jiusheng looked at Wudingmu and narrowed his eyes. His opponent's five styles of Hunhe were indeed very strong. He was not weak in secretly learning Chun Yuanzi's styles, but Chun Yuanzi was a Taoist priest, and he devoted more energy to his martial arts level. However, if he really started with a master, his kung fu would be greatly reduced.

Wudingmu had just explained to Tang Jiusheng that the five styles of Hunhe were one of his master's unique tricks. When his master Kang Bilai was middle-aged, he sat next to the Hunhe River for a whole year. Based on the rise and fall of Hunhe River, he created this set of sword techniques. This set of sword techniques is so powerful that most people can't stand the second style of the Triple Spread Waves. Those who can survive the fourth style are already powerful players above the Wuling Realm.

Tang Jiusheng suddenly laughed, "Wudingmu, since you don't want to do it first, I'm not polite!" Wudingmu smiled and stretched out his left hand to signal Tang Jiusheng to attack. On the other side, the fat man fucked more than ten Jingyu cavalrymen, but he was tired and sweaty. More than ten people from the Xiaowei Guard had found the trick to kill, which was to charge behind the fat man. The fat man was an output-type flesh shield, which attracted a lot of firepower. The attack was extremely strong, and the attention of those Jingyu light cavalry was hit on the fat man.

Yin Yueheng looked at the fat man who was killing all directions and lamented loudly: "If there were such a powerful general in our Pingxi Palace, I would be happy!" Yin Yueheng looked at the remaining seventy cavalry and Jingyu cavalry, anxious. When he returned to Pingxi Palace later, his father would definitely beat him up and scold him to death. His father's two thousand elite Jingyu light cavalry, he gave him 300. In less than four days, he defeated nearly 200. How could his father not be angry?

Tang Jiusheng and Wudingmu's clothes were already broken in the previous battle, like two beggars, but the weapons in the hands of the two were still showing people that these two were rich. Tang Jiusheng lifted up his qi, and his internal strength flowed through the meridians all over his body. His body was surrounded by green qi, and his qi emitted a blue light. However, the sword energy on Tang Jiusheng's seven-emotion sword no longer surged, but instead restrained his sharpness. Only the sword body was radiating green light, which was brighter than the sword energy meteor that was just now.

When Wudingmu saw the green light on the sword body, his heart trembled. Generally speaking, the tricks of simplifying the complex are powerful. This person named Tang is going to play really. Wudingmu mobilized most of the energy on his arms, changed from holding the knife with one hand to holding the knife with both hands, and a pair of green eyes staring at Tang Jiusheng's every move. He tried to see the flaws of the sword, and interrupted and defeated him before the sword worked.

Tang Jiusheng had no distractions in his heart, and the blue light on his body became stronger. He jumped up and rushed down in the sky. The person followed the sword. The sword was like a rainbow. A sword stabbed the top of Wudingmu. A green flame appeared on the tip of the sword. The momentum was imposing and the speed was getting faster and faster. Wudingmu forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart, jumped up, and knocked on it. Tang Jiusheng had already decided to practice Chun Yuanzi's four styles, and shouted loudly, "Destroy the meteor!"

The sword is a meteor, and the green light is restrained, like a meteor hitting the ground, which is very powerful to destroy the world. Wudingmu's golden sword was slashed down, which was also a domineering sword. Wudingmu shouted confidently, "Break the flow!" This style of Break the flow is Kang Bilai's proud skill. It was taken from a huge wave when the Wutonghun River was flooded. It was cut off by Kang Bilai. At that moment, he realized that he used a knife to cut off the water, and even the hardness overcomes the softness, and even the hardness overcomes the strongness, and the invincible sword.

A green meteor hit a golden stream of light, and a sound like a collapsed sky sounded, almost tearing the eardrums of everyone present. Tang Jiusheng only felt an invisible force hitting the body of the Qihui Sword. The blood in Tang Jiusheng's body surging, and the powerful sword force was interrupted by this violent sword energy. Tang Jiusheng's chest became stuffy and his throat was sweet. He couldn't help but vomit blood.

Wudingmu was even more miserable. He was knocked back to the ground by Tang Jiusheng's destruction meteor, crashing into a large pit more than ten feet deep. Wudingmu fell into the pit and vomited blood. He struggled to sit up from the pit. The smoke and dust filled the pit. Wudingmu coughed violently and spit out two mouthfuls of blood in succession. Wudingmu looked horrified. He had just used Tianjue Biyan to see this destruction meteor clearly, but it was useless. He could not defend himself at all. He could only choose to fight head-on.

Tang Jiusheng fell down from the air and stumbled to the ground with a sword. The blood in the dantian was surging so violently. Tang Jiusheng closed his eyes and gasped. He did not dare to lift his energy anymore. He would vomit blood as soon as he lifted it. Yin Yueheng, who was watching, saw Tang Jiusheng standing on the ground and the black-ding wood fell into the pit, was so scared that his face turned blue. If he had known that Tang Jiusheng had such ability, he would have brought more people out, and even called Zheng Zhaozong and Zhu Tianba. How could he be scolded by his father? That was in the future, at least he would not suffer any loss now.

Yin Yueheng's intestines were all ruined. He wanted to escape, but he was afraid of becoming a coward. Moreover, he was afraid that the fat man would chase him from behind. He found that none of his guards could stop the fat man, even Luo Tianhao, who was closely guarding him, could not do it. Luo Tianhao might have the ability to change the fat man with one sword, but after another sword, Luo Tianhao died, and this invulnerable fat man was still alive. What should I do?

Wudingmu climbed out of the deep pit with a forceful support, covered in dust. Wudingmu fell to the ground with his butt, gasped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his arms, and grinned, "Tang Jiusheng, where did you learn your sword technique? It's so powerful! I must go back and tell my master that your sword technique is very strong, and I can't beat you!" Wudingmu had already given in his silence and stopped talking and said that he could take Tang Jiusheng.

Tang Jiusheng leaned on the ground with his sword, his mind was blank, he was dizzy, and he didn't even dare to say anything. But he clearly remembered the way Wudingmu used his sword just now, and even saw the way Wudingmu's qi flowed clearly. Tang Jiusheng believed that if this move of the cut-off slash could be improved by him, his power would be better than it is now.

Wudingmu didn't even have the strength to crawl, so he simply sat by the pit and used his energy to heal his wounds. He really didn't expect this kid to fight him to the point where both sides were injured.

Tang Jiusheng closed his eyes and did not move. The Qie Sword in his hand was leaning on the ground, allowing the qi in his body to surge everywhere. The meridians in his body were shocked by the slash of the broken flow just now, and they were confused. Tang Jiusheng complained in his heart, but he could not show it on his face.

A group of strong men on the opposite side. If these people rushed over without caring about it, they would definitely not have the ability to resist at all. Wudingmu muttered to himself for a while, but failed to get Tang Jiusheng's.

In response, he also felt a little strange, but in his eyes, Tang Jiusheng was a person who could not be guessed by reason. He admired Tang Jiusheng very much. He believed that Tang Jiusheng was stronger than what Yin Yueheng said to him before.

Wudingmu believed that if Tang Jiusheng went to the Western Regions, the position of the second master of the Western Regions would definitely be taken away by Tang Jiusheng, but for some reason, he couldn't get disgusted with Tang Jiusheng. When he thought that Tang Jiusheng could join their Tianjue Sect and promote the sect, he felt very excited. The future of the sect, the sect could grow and grow, was much more realistic than Wudingmu who was deceiving himself in the Western Regions. After all, no matter how big a tree was, it was not a forest.

Yin Yueheng was too frightened and stayed there and did not dare to move. However, half a cup of tea had passed, and Wudingmu was still sitting cross-legged by the pit to heal his wounds. The white mist was steaming on the top of the black-topped wood, and it was obvious that healing was at the critical moment. Tang Jiusheng was still holding a long sword and still not moving on the ground, his eyes were not open, and his already torn clothes were completely broken. At this time, Tang Jiusheng's clothes were only left with big shorts, shirtless, and a pair of torn black boots on his feet. How could he feel funny no matter how he looked at it.

After killing more than ten Jingyu cavalrymen and two Yin Yueheng's guards, the fat man was so tired that he was sweating down his face. The fat man murmured, "I can't kill all the dogs of Pingxi Prince's Mansion!" In front of Yin Yueheng, there were only thirty cavalry in front of him. The fat man turned around and saw that most of the brothers of Xiaowei were injured, and some were hit by crossbow arrows on their shoulders. At this time, the brothers of Xiaowei, who were together, were already killed by three deaths and two injuries, but they had killed less than one-quarter of Yin Yueheng's subordinates.

Although Yin Yueheng knew that Fatty and others on the other side were already exhausted, his heart was frightened. As long as the fatty and others worked harder, the more than thirty cavalrymen in front of him could not hold on. By then, Luo Tianhao would deal with the group of people on the other side alone. Although these people were at the end of their strength, there were still many people. Yin Yueheng was almost crying in a hurry, and he hated himself for not bringing Zhu Tianba and others out.

The spirit of more than 30 Jingyu cavalrymen was on the verge of collapse. There were nearly 200 brothers who came out together. Now there were only more than 30 people still alive. There were at least ten people on the opposite side, especially the fat man with a pair of small eyes, who had been stabbed at at least dozens of times, but he was still alive and could not be killed. What should I do? The last lieutenant of Jingyu cavalrymen carried a sabre and pointed at the warriors of the Xiaowei guard beside the fat man, and shouted: "We won't kill that fat man, go and kill those Xiaowei guards, that fat man is left to Luo Guard!"

Luo Tianhao sighed and cursed in his heart, "Don't you know that fat man is invulnerable to swords and guns?" Although I have the second-grade martial arts realm, what's the point? People are not afraid of knife slashing at him. Luo Tianhao gritted his teeth and looked at him, thinking that this kid has a good kung fu with a golden bell, but where is his cover? As long as he can find his cover, he can kill him, and the ox guards are exhausted and there is no need to worry about it!"

But no one was so stupid that he ran over and asked loudly, "Hey, that fat man, where is your door!" It was probably another heavy hammer that answered.

Wudingmu sat by the pit, and the internal energy of his body was slowly recovering. Wudingmu was secretly happy. After holding on for half an incense stick, he could recover more than half of his skills. Wudingmu suddenly felt a cold air coming up from the pit behind him. Wudingmu instantly exploded his scalp and felt something extremely cold came out. Wudingmu didn't have time to think about it, and rolled away, barely avoiding the thing that jumped out of the pit. The thing ignored Wudingmu and rushed straight towards Tang Jiusheng.
Chapter completed!