The two top swordsmen in the world finally showed their strength beyond 100% without reservation.
Feng Tu uses his true self to inspire peerless moves, the Long Yuan Sword takes on a new look, the God and Demon Sword Art cleanses away the dust, and finally reaches the state of selflessness;
Gai Nie fights with all his strength, Wuming's move is as open as a valley, Yuan Hong wields a sword to Lingtian, a will that transcends historical time and space is shaking the world through the sword.
"That's the sword intent of Gai Nie and Feng Tu!"
Chongda was retreating while protecting the Xiang family, when he suddenly felt the two shocking sword intents, and couldn't help but look back in the distance, amazed.
"Such sword intent has reached the point where it surpasses that of mortals. The peak of Dacheng, the road ahead to that peak, and how far there is from the realm of heaven and man. One of the swords..."
"Hoo~" He breathed deeply, and the hand holding the ancient sword was shaking uncontrollably.
There are countless people who practice martial arts in this world, and those who have achieved success in their practice, have reached great heights in martial arts, and become famous, there are far fewer than a hundred people in the world.
Everyone who enters Dacheng is already a martial arts genius who is one in a million. Above these geniuses, there are even more geniuses.
Climbing from Dacheng to the top, there are only three top swordsmen recognized in the world today, Gai Nie, Feng Tu, and Wei Zhuang.
These three people at the pinnacle already have an overwhelming advantage over the other swordsmen, but they are still far from being able to reach the highest level of human cultivation, the realm of celestial beings.
Ten years ago, Lu Yan killed Kunwuzi in the Heavenly Realm with his sword. What was his sword like?
Zhongda felt the sword intent between heaven and earth, his thoughts went crazy, and his whole body trembled with excitement. The world is very big, and whenever he climbs a peak, he can always look up and see the higher peaks in front of him. This feeling, joy,
Pleasurable and exciting!
"What a terrifying sword intent. Two peak swordsmen are fighting each other. It seems that we have blocked the third way."
"Ah~"
"careful!"
"who?!"
All the Xiang clan disciples shouted nervously, each holding their weapons and huddled into a formation.
Zhongda quickly stood in front of everyone with his sword and frowned. The sudden appearance of a group of people in front made his heart sink to the bottom.
"With this kind of clothing, you are Yue people."
Wu Zhong, Yin Huan, Bu Tie, three Yue leaders who were dressed completely different from those in the Central Plains appeared. Yan Ling Ji Yan smiled and walked to the front wearing knee-high boots.
She shook her long hair lightly, looked at Chongda twice with her eyes, and smiled: "My eyes are not blind. We are indeed Yue people. In the Central Plains, my name is Nan Yan."
"Ah, yes, it's Nanyan from Yue!"
"It's the female devil!"
"How could it be, how could she do it!"
"Damn~"
Queen Nanyan's evil reputation is such that she can stop crying at night in the hearts of the Chu people.
Yan Lingji had brought disaster to the entire Chu State, and she even dared to kill a nobleman like Qu Jingzhao who had lived for hundreds of years. Among them, the Qu family, which was more than 500 years old, was personally killed by her and has now been completely exterminated.
Now she led several Yue leaders and 300 Yue guards to block the way. These remaining soldiers of the Xiang clan fell into despair one by one.
"Nan Yan, the chief general of the Empire's Southern Expeditionary Army, one of the five armies, why are you here?!"
Fan Zeng, an old man, personally unsheathed his sword, took the lead and walked forward, pointed his sword at Yan Lingji, and shouted angrily.
Yan Lingji had no impression of this old man, but she seemed to guess that he was at least someone who could take charge.
She simply ignored Fan Zeng and found Xiang Shaoyu in purple clothes among the crowd. The latter was being carried unconscious. The same treatment as Shaoyu included the red-haired boy, Long Qie, and the blue-haired boy, Zhong Limei.
.
"Although Chu has three households, the Qin must be destroyed by Chu. I don't know if the young master of the Xiang family died here. Do you still have three households? Kill!"
With the purpose of killing people, Yan Lingji had no unnecessary nonsense. With a sharp shout, a flaming sword stretched out from her hand and rushed into Xiang's formation in the blink of an eye.
Zhongda wanted to stop him, but none of the Yue leaders in front of him were mediocre. A man who looked a little old, the knife in his hand curled up and the wind howled, and he blocked the way in an instant.
He could only seize the time, try his best to kill the enemy leader who was in the way, and then save the Xiang family.
I don't care about fighting against the world.
Hidden Bat vs. Silver Ring.
Fan Zeng led the soldiers of the Xiang clan to protect their young master at all costs.
However, Yan Lingji personally led the charge of 300 elite Yue people, and there was no suspense in the battle.
"Go up, go up, stop them!"
"Hmph." Yan Lingji smiled disdainfully, and held a long sword that was thrust at her between her two fingers. Her internal energy surged, and the long sword was wrapped in the energy of flames, and it suddenly became red in color.
"Ah!" The sword holder admitted that he couldn't bear the high temperature passed by the sword. He screamed in pain and let go of the sword.
Yan Lingji casually threw the sword back and nailed the man to the ground. The long sword penetrated the chest, and the hot blade was "smoking".
She mentioned another person who rushed forward, with fire snakes swimming in his eyes, and the fire charm spell directly penetrated his heart, "Tell me, who is this old man?"
"Fan, Fan Zeng, Master Fan, is our young master's teacher, teaching the art of war."
Click~
Yan Lingji broke his neck, threw him back, and knocked down two more people.
"Oh, the art of war teacher of the young master of the Xiang clan, I cannot keep you here."
She took off a hairpin from her bun, flicked it with her fingers, and the hairpin burst out of the air, with bright red flame textures burning in the air.
"Quick, less protection - uh~"
Fan Zeng was still holding up his long sword and was trying his best to encourage everyone to charge. The hairpin from Yan Lingji passed through his throat, leaving only a slightly charred hole.
Fan Zeng, the teacher who would have assisted Xiang Yu in achieving great success, Yafu, became a corpse and fell down.
"Master Fan!"
"Master Fan~"
The already low morale of Xiang's soldiers was in danger of collapse after the fall of their only commander.
"We can't retreat! The young master is behind us. We haven't revived the Chu Kingdom yet, and that tyrant Ying Zheng is still waiting for us to take his dog's head! Our Xiang clan is the strongest! Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die~
Kill with me~"
"It's General Cao Jiu!"
"Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die~"
"In our Xiang clan, there are no weaklings who would back down!"
"Kill~"
Cao Jiu is a man with a black headband, thick eyebrows and flat eyebrows, small eyes, and a very ordinary appearance.
He took over the commanding position from Fan Zeng, rushed forward with his sword in hand, chopped down two Yue soldiers, and roared to the sky to boost morale.
Yan Lingji frowned, looked at the combat effectiveness of her men, and then relaxed her eyebrows.
These soldiers of the Xiang family are just fighting back on the verge of death. What will happen if they look back?
Even Cao Jiu lost his courage after killing two people. With the cooperation of three or four people, he was in danger.
Yan Lingji then turned her attention to the several leaders who were fighting. The masters of the Quicksand Organization felt better when killing ordinary people like the Xiang clan.