Chapter 364: Thousands of troops are easy to change, and military soldiers are invincible
Sensing the powerful energy erupting not far away, the celestial phenomena changed dramatically, and everything turned into a harsh winter.
Heavy snowflakes were falling from the sky.
The flaming red bird is soaring and neighing, burning all living things.
As soon as the war started, it entered a heated state, and both sides could easily change the geographical landscape with a casual blow.
This is no longer an ordinary martial artist's method.
But it is a more terrifying method of cultivators, calling the wind and rain, just doing nothing.
"Bai Yifei is as strong as I expected." Si Yuan strode over, with the five fingers of his right hand spread out, and a thick and huge sword appeared in the palm of his hand.
"To deal with people like you, I am qualified to use weapons."
When the Hell-Eating Sword is fully manifested in his hand.
The huge sword blade was actually taller than an average adult man's entire body, and the thickness of the blade's spine was comparable to a bluestone slab.
The blade, which is about a foot wide, carries a frightening gust of wind just by swinging it naturally.
Such a thick and huge sword was just the right size for Si Yuan. His huge hand, as big as a cattail leaf fan, held the thick black hilt.
Smooth and hard ice crystals quietly condensed under Si Yuan's feet.
Greatly reduces the friction between the sole and the ground.
"Hufufu...!"
The wind howled all around, and the storm moved around him.
Pushing Si Yuan's strong body to slide on the ground at high speed, he crossed the bridge and rushed straight towards the temporarily chaotic White Armor Army.
"Face Hayate!"
Si Yuan shouted lowly.
The right hand swept out the Devouring Prison, and the violent ice storm suddenly moved around the body and shot towards the white-armored army along the blade.
The storm roared, getting bigger and bigger.
Fine ice crystals condensed into blades, which rotated and moved at high speed with the movement of the storm, like a meat grinder running, and rushed straight into the White Armored Army.
"Ahhhhhh...!"
Just for a moment!
The members of the White Armor Army who were caught in the ice storm were torn into pieces by the strong wind and ice blades, and the pieces of flesh and blood mist scattered all over the sky.
The icy blue storm was rendered blood red.
Si Yuan, gliding on the wind, was like a mad mammoth beast. He rushed into the crowd and ran rampant, opening and closing the giant sword in his hand, sweeping in all directions.
Broken limbs and bones were scattered all over the place, and bones and flesh were scattered everywhere.
The White Armored Army's desperate counterattacks could not even shake the storm air outside his body. Every attack was distorted by the strong wind.
Attack and kill your own people around you.
"Weak, weak, weak...!"
"You are really too weak, like a bubble that bursts at the touch of a touch."
Si Yuanheng laughed loudly, his face full of excitement.
The giant sword in his hand swept across and slashed, and with every swing, the violent wind pressure made those white-armored soldiers unable to even breathe.
It's like being suppressed by a mountain.
The life energy and blood in their bodies, as well as the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, were passively pulled by the Hell-Eating Sword, and naturally turned into streaks of bloody light.
It was like meteors flying around Si Yuan all over the sky, dragging out streaks of brilliant bloody light.
In the end, they all sank into the blade of the Hell-Eating Sword.
Every time a stream of bloody light is swallowed and absorbed, the ferocious sword intent on the Devouring Prison becomes stronger and stronger, and the ferocious flames surge into the sky, like an evil god descending into the world.
The bloody sword energy is dozens of feet long and can kill everything.
The pain of the blood poison and the distortion of the illusion caused the white-armored soldiers who had been wiped by the sword energy to fight each other desperately as long as they were still alive.
But after a few breaths.
The injured white-armored soldier turned into a pile of rotten bones scattered on the ground due to the loss of energy and spirit in his body, and fell to pieces.
Si Yuan did not torture and massacre people in the White Armor Army.
He rampaged all the way, single-handedly killing thousands of troops, killing them all the way to the prison van where Wushuang was imprisoned.
"Ouch...!"
The five fingers of the left hand are stretched out, like a mysterious tiger probing its claws.
With one claw, he crushed the stainless steel cage and tore it into pieces. The Prison Devourer in his hand pulled it across, cutting off the thick chains that locked Wushuang's body.
Then he took out an antidote with his backhand and forced it into Wushuanggui's mouth.
"Wushuang, wake up...!"
Si Yuan opened his mouth and shouted.
Seeing that Wushuang still didn't wake up, he immediately slapped him and forced him to wake up.
"ah……!"
Wushuang Ghost let out a cry of pain and opened his eyes.
Then he saw his second senior brother Si Yuan, whom he had not seen for a long time, appearing in front of him. His face showed joy and he shouted naively: "Second senior brother..."
"We'll talk about it later. I'll leave the trash here to you." Si Yuan interrupted Wu Shuang's words and swept the prison in his hand around.
The violent wind pressure and ferocious sword energy bloomed, killing the energetic gods who devoured dozens of people.
Seeing this, Wushuang didn't say much.
He suppressed the pain and discomfort in his body, stood up, roared, and rushed straight into the crowd of white-armored soldiers.
He grabbed the spear that was stabbing him and snatched it away.
Then he grasped the spear shaft tightly and used it as a stick, beating the surrounding white-armored soldiers wildly. The soldiers who were hit flew up upside down and their bones were broken.
"Don't get close, keep your distance and fight...!"
"The spears were thrown together in a concentrated manner, surrounding the surrounding area and locking them inside."
"Hold on, Lord Marquis is about to kill the powerful enemy and come to rescue us."
"I...I can't do it anymore, it's poisonous..."
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The originally well-disciplined Baijia Army was suddenly rushed into chaos by Si Yuan.
At this moment, Wushuang ghosts are killing everyone inside, and they are invincible.
Si Yuan looked around, then stopped here and continued to rush forward, heading straight for Bai Yifei.
Not even close yet.
He then shouted loudly and gave orders.
"The King of Hundred Poisons and the Exorcist Demon, leave here and cooperate with the Wushuang Ghost to deal with the miscellaneous fish."
"You stay here and get in the way."
Hearing the shouting words of Si Yuan, the Marquis of Wei An, the King of Hundred Poisons and the Exorcist were hesitant, unable to let go of their master Si Tianze.
But the next moment.
I saw Wei An Hou Siyuan leaping up, holding the broad and heavy sword tightly with both hands, and the black and red sword blade suddenly emitted six-color flames.
Brilliant as a rainbow, blazing bright.
"Bai Yifei, go to hell...!"
Si Yuan held the sword with both hands and struck it vertically in the air.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles was passively pulled by the additional attributes of the Hell-Eating Sword, and suddenly gathered together, turning into an energy giant sword hundreds of feet long.
Following Si Yuan's vertical chop, he slashed downward at the same time.
"boom……!"
The giant sword slashed downwards, like a pillar in the sky overturning.
The violent energy is like boiling water steaming.
Bai Yifei swept across with both swords, forcing back the joint attacks of Wei Zhuang, Yan Lingji and Si Tianze, and then looked up at the sky.
The scene you see.
Only that huge and towering terrifying giant sword quickly fell towards him.
"Hehehe...!"
There was a sneer on his lips, but his expression remained calm.
The bloody sword in his right hand suddenly tilted upward.