Between the eyes of Feng Yu and Ye Yun, there was only one sword and one sword, and the fierce eyes and breaths they exhaled could be felt by each other.
"Your breath is strong and solemn, and your breathing is rapid. We fought just now and you have killed Aqua Regia!"
"Yes, he was pretty good. He died quickly and without much pain."
Ye Yun was completely angered by his words and waved the Japanese sword in his hand wildly, but he did not lose his mind. The person who can kill Wang Shui is definitely not simple. Although he looks young, he definitely has the arrogance!
On one side, General Feng Pingfeng, who had seen Feng Yu before, was excited!
"His Royal Highness King Huai, you are back!"
All the Tang soldiers looked at this young man who had just rushed into the battlefield, and they all became excited!
"His Royal Highness King Huai!"
"Is it really Prince Huai who is here to help us?"
Feng Yu knocked back Ye Yun with one sword, pointing the sword at the earth, revealing his innate imperial temperament.
"Soldiers, I am Qin Junze. The two helmsmen from the Salt Gang and Wang Shui who just escaped have been killed by me. Their reinforcements cannot come. This is a good opportunity for us to kill the thieves in one fell swoop and let them see
Look at the character of our Tang army!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The sound of rushing and killing shook the sky, and even many people watching from a distance were excited.
This is His Highness Prince Huai, the one who has followed the old prince since childhood, and he is here!
Feng Yu knew that the military strength was strong at the moment, but those Japanese people were not here and must have caused trouble elsewhere. Now they had to fight quickly to rescue other soldiers.
Feng Yu holds a long sword in his hand, standing on the street, and the momentum on the Yunshui sword becomes more and more powerful.
Ye Yun also threw away his dagger, holding the knife with both hands and gathering his inner strength. Everyone knew that success or failure depended on this.
"Sealing Mountain Sword Technique!"
"Japanese sword technique!"
The two of them started fighting each other in an instant, and Tang Jun, encouraged by Feng Yu, began to fight to the death. The one-sided trend became even more obvious.
Feng Yu led Ye Yun to the tower to fight alone, leaving the others below. Without Ye Yun's help and support, the others would be nothing to Tang Jun.
Feng Yu's biggest thought at the moment is that this Japanese swordsmanship is really good. No wonder he is the number one martial arts family in Japan. I really don't know if the swordsmanship of the direct descendants is even better.
And Ye Yun was also surprised by Feng Yu's swordsmanship. The name of this swordsmanship was unknown, and it was different from some sects in the Tang Dynasty. He had seen many in the last martial arts competition, but he had never seen such a sharp sword move.
Moreover, this man seems to be a born swordsman, and any sword move in his hands seems to be a natural fit.
Both of them took a few steps back. It may not be beneficial to continue the stalemate, not to mention that time waits for no one.
"God-Breaking Slash!"
"The rainbow shines through the sun!"
With the blessing of sword intention and sword intention, both of them exerted their strength to the extreme, and the broken bricks and tiles were scattered by the two air currents.
The golden rainbow and the blue light slash clashed. Feng Yu was exhausted from two battles with eighth-level warriors, and Ye Yun was also wounded by the sword. This attack was evenly matched!
Both of them suffered varying degrees of internal injuries, and each jumped to the top of the tower behind them.
This kind of swordsmanship is considered to be the best among what Feng Yu has seen and heard.
"You are very strong. Last time on Tianshan Mountain, neither you nor An Yinan tried their best."
Ye Yun narrowed his eyes: "His Majesty, the majestic King Huai, is also in Tianshan. I don't think I have seen you before."
"Your eyes have always only been on masters. How could you remember me, a nobody?"
"There is no need to be self-effacing. Your strength and talent are definitely above those of the so-called Sixth Young Master in the Jianghu."
"I also look forward to the moment when I become famous, but it's a pity."
"What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that you will never see that day."
Ye Yun was about to get angry, but he caught a glimpse of King Huai in front of him suddenly slapping his palm towards him. The light blue, thunderous destructive power was all over the palm, as if it was against the power of heaven.
Ye Yun was shocked, "It's you!"
"God-Breaking Slash!"
The two rays of light burst out with powerful power, and the people below were all attracted to it. They couldn't help but look up, but they could not see the protagonist in the light.
Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from the light, and Yunshuijian rushed towards Ye Yun like an eagle with a sharp and visible gaze.
Ye Yun also felt the killing intent in front of him, and he also slashed away with his sword.
Amidst the sound of metal friction, sword after sword fell off the tower one after another.
The war downstairs had also come to an end. After finishing all the enemies, Feng Ping looked up to the roof again.
At this moment, Feng Yu was the only one on the roof, half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for air. It was obvious that his internal energy was exhausted too much.
Behind him, Ye Yun fell to the ground covered in blood.
What exactly happened at that moment?
It turned out that after Feng Yu threw that sword, he used the fourth level of Tianluo Bu and Qiang Finger at the same time, mobilized all his strength, and fully exerted his strength to the extreme. In the blink of an eye, more than ten people
A ray of light hit Ye Yun who had no time to react. Even if he wanted to hide, he couldn't.
The previous two attacks seemed extremely ferocious, but in fact they were just a cover. The purpose was to avoid Ye Yun's attention and his knife, and prepare for his final kill.
If Feng Yu was at his peak, it would seem that he wouldn't have to put in so much effort, but he had already consumed a lot of energy by killing eight-level experts one after another and rushing on the road. It would be very difficult to kill Ye Yun in a head-on situation.
Of course, the Devil's Palm and the Ultimate Sword were not used. Feng Yu's current strength could not control these two moves. He really did not dare to gamble. If something went wrong, the enemy might not be dead and he would not be able to suppress it.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
"General Feng, take your people to the Yan Gang sub-rudder first and go to support the others. Those Japanese people are very strong, so be careful."
"Your Highness, how about I leave two people to protect you?"
"No, I'll wait for a while and find you later. You go and help first."
"Well, then, brothers, go help General Cheng and the others to kill the bandits!"
"yes!"
A group of people walked away in a mighty manner, leaving only the dead and wounded soldiers on both sides of the ground.
Feng Yu sat cross-legged on the top of the city tower, silently running the Jun Tian Ao Jue and Qian Kun He Qi Jue, speeding up the recovery of his internal strength. If it weren't for the fact that there might be a tough battle later, he just wanted to find a random open space to sleep well.
Sleep.
The emptiness in the sea of qi began to fill up, and Feng Yu felt that he was one step closer to the eighth-level realm.
Feng Ping led all the soldiers to the gate of the Yangang branch. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, including Tang soldiers, people from the Yangang, and Japanese people. But everything was calm, and only the blood still flowing on the ground proved the cruelty of the battle just now.
and ruthless.
"General, General Cheng is not here."
Feng Ping also glanced around, and there was indeed no trace of Cheng Wuyou. Looking at the bloody marks on the ground, it seemed that the battlefield had moved. Perhaps General Cheng had escaped with the remaining people.
"Let's go, follow the blood trail quickly!"
The group of people followed the direction and arrived at the harbor. They saw the sound of fighting everywhere, and the lingering sound of swords clashing with metal.
"Look, General Cheng is there!"
"Brothers, kill!"
Feng Ping rushed directly in front of Cheng Wuyou and blocked Panasonic's fatal knife for him.
"How are you?"
Cheng Wuyou's left arm was bleeding profusely, and there were several stab wounds on his body. He could hardly stand. At this time, he was so happy to see the reinforcements arriving.
"I'm really excited to see you Feng Ping. My mission isn't finished yet, but it's not lost yet."
Panasonic looked at the large number of reinforcements in front of him and already guessed that Ye Yun and the others could not be alive, and his plan was considered a failure.
However, the war at the harbor is far from over. There are a few hundred Oriental people who boarded the harbor. Although not all of them are elite warriors, there is a person in the Tongmai realm among them.
Feng Ping and Cheng Wuyou teamed up to fight against Panasonic. Panasonic, who originally had the upper hand, couldn't get any advantage at all and was suppressed everywhere, making them very angry.
"I'll fight with you." Matsushita threw away his dagger and used both hands to hold the knife, which was similar to Ye Yun's knife skills.
"This is Japanese swordsmanship!"
"What are you afraid of, Feng Ping, I've just seen it, isn't it still alive? This famous Japanese swordsmanship is just like this. If we join forces, he can't turn defeat into victory."
It turned out that Cheng Wuyou had given up all hope as early as the Yan Gang's branch gate, but unexpectedly, the people from the Yan Gang behind him suddenly started beating each other, and each of them seemed to have turned into a soft-footed shrimp.
The fight became more and more boring. Confused, he wanted to take the opportunity to create a hole for his own people to escape.
But those ten Japanese people were too fierce, the place was small, and there were enemies attacking from behind. The numerical advantage could not be used at all, and they could only become dead souls one by one.
Cheng Wuyou, who was originally injured and couldn't bear it, was unable to fight in the face of the enemy's knife. At this critical moment, a group of beggars rushed out, rescued him, and fought off the powerless Salt Gang.
Disciple, find a way for them to retreat to the harbor.
The leader is the sad autumn wind.
After Qiu Beifeng rescued Cheng Wuyou, he immediately said: "General, don't be reluctant to fight here. Please go to the harbor quickly. There are Japanese ships boarding there and they have already come to kill them. We will cover your retreat!"
I didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly!
So there was a big battle at the harbor. The soldiers connected with the disciples of the Beggar Gang and fought bravely to kill the enemy.
The two elders of the Beggar Clan stepped on the water and fought with the masters of the Eastern Ninth Grade and the Tongmai Realm on the boat. Countless heads were gathering on the shore, but it was known that both sides were quite large.
Especially after Feng Ping and others felt that the game of chess came alive!