"Zheng", a sword sound like piercing the sky spread, Ye Yinfeng's figure suddenly stopped, his figure slightly bent, and the iron sword in his hand was letting out a trembling whisper, and kept going.
Jue. There was a blush on his face, his chest was rising and falling, and the light in his eyes was as dense as a sharp edge.
Ye Yinfeng's figure seemed to be frozen, with layers of sweat oozing out from his forehead. Breaking the formation between the ten Zhong family martial arts cultivators consumed some of his energy and will, making him
The last move of the Void Sword consumed 20 to 30% of his internal strength. Lines of blood formed on the iron sword and flowed down the blade of his sword, bit by bit.
It fell to the ground and exploded on the ground, forming bright and colorful blood flowers.
The noisy battlefield seemed to be still, and the cold light on the raised sword began to dim. The eyes of the ten Zhong family martial artists opened angrily, and their figures seemed to be frozen. They held up the swords in their hands.
The long sword was also frozen in mid-air, and a thin red line appeared from their necks. Suddenly, blood like spring water spurted out from their necks. Their brains were still frozen in that sword.
Wei Shang, the swords in the hands of several Zhong family martial arts cultivators had been cut into two pieces, leaving only a small half in their hands.
They couldn't understand why this iron sword without edge could exert such astonishing power. Not only did it cut off the long sword in their hands, but it also left a sword mark on their necks. The young man's body
The method was too weird, and the young man's swordsmanship was even more unbelievable. At the same time, their minds were still immersed in their exquisite formations, and they couldn't figure out how this Great Zhou guard broke their formations.
Afterwards, Ling Tianyun also asked Ye Yinfeng how to break this formation. Ye Yinfeng only said one sentence, my senior brother once said that all perfect formations in the world have flaws, as long as the flaw is found
, this formation is vulnerable. Then, Ling Tianyun asked again, where is the flaw in this formation, and Ye Yinfeng replied, In fact, the cooperation of these ten martial arts cultivators is quite perfect, but the movement of their long swords
There is a certain gap in the body's internal strength, and this gap is the flaw. Although you have to hit this gap, you must also seize the right time, and Ye Yinfeng's internal strength and mental method are just the nemesis of this flaw.
Zhang Yuanhui's face showed a bit of sullenness, and he said harshly: "If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you can."
After saying that, he ordered the other heavy cavalry to divide into several groups and rush towards Ye Yinfeng, while the other groups of heavy cavalry rushed toward the chariot where Emperor Chai Rong of the Great Zhou Dynasty was. Beside the chariot
, only a handful of hundreds of guards are guarding the last line of defense. As long as this line of defense is broken, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty will not be able to escape even if he has wings.
The ten Zhong family martial arts cultivators fell to the ground and died one by one. Their eyes widened with anger and horror, and the long swords in their hands fell to the ground feebly. The blood flowed out like a gurgling stream, instantly staining the land.
The red, blood-colored sky is even more condensed with layers of crimson. The sky is like a layer of bright red blood, filling people with crazy and bloodthirsty evil intentions. The blood is rolling up.
Then, the battlefield like a mountain of corpses formed a sad and pessimistic picture. Blood was flying, and the red sky contrasted with the blood-stained earth. The flames of war burned and the smoke filled the fields.
Ye Yinfeng looked back at all this, and his heart was no longer as volatile as before. Although he rejected war in his heart, he was still in this war. Either you die or I live in a war.
He was like a lonely boat on the turbulent sea, he could only let the wind and rain beat him, and he could not influence the outcome of this war, just like he could not be killed by the enemy.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and without looking at the ten Zhong family martial arts cultivators who fell to the ground dead, he spread out his body and headed in the direction of Ling Tianyun. Facing the collision of hundreds of Northern Han heavy riders, he knew that Ling Tianyun had already
He is very tired, and with Zhong Huangyu who has just joined the battle, Ling Tianyun's situation will not be optimistic.
At this time, the battle situation has become complicated. There are only a few hundred Zhou imperial guards beside the chariot carrying Chai Rong. They raise their swords to set up the last line of defense. Zhao Kuangyin and the Zhou generals
The other armies of the Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Han Dynasty led by him were fighting each other, and they could not take care of Chai Rong. The Northern Han general Zhang Yuanhui focused all the Northern Han heavy cavalry on Chai Rong, with one thousand taels.
Thousands of heavy cavalry from the Northern Han Dynasty kept sprinting towards Chai Rong's chariot.
Ling Tianyun had already killed countless heavy cavalrymen from the Northern Han Dynasty who were charging towards him. There was no trace of the armor on his body. Only the bloodstains covered the entire armor. His raised hair was flying randomly.
, the sword in his hand rolled up with traces of blood, and countless Northern Han heavy cavalry and Northern Han war horses had fallen under his feet.
Compared with Ling Tianyun, Ye Yinfeng was obviously more relaxed. Except for the fact that he spent some energy and internal strength to break the formation of the ten Zhong family martial arts cultivators in the end, he only suffered a small injury, that is, the leg was long by the Zhong family martial arts cultivators.
When the sword pierces, it's just a flesh wound.
His figure shuttled through the groups of Northern Han heavy cavalry. Wherever he passed, there was a violent neighing of horses and chaos. The flying Northern Han cavalry were like huge missiles thrown up one by one.
Like stones, they were thrown to the ground heavily, and then there were endless groans. In these few moments, Ye Yinfeng destroyed the combat effectiveness of these heavy cavalry of the Northern Han Dynasty. It was not that he did not want to kill, but
It's time that won't let him stop.
Zhong Huangyu's figure is getting closer and closer to Ling Tianyun, his galloping figure is accompanied by bursts of harsh sounds breaking through the air. His figure flies down from the ground like a goshawk, his feet flying on top of the heavy cavalry group.
Passed. Wherever he passed, there was a wave of breath, and the momentum he gathered was like an overwhelming force.
As soon as Ling Tianyun drew his sword from the body of a Northern Han heavy rider, the roaring figure came in front of him. What appeared in front of him was Zhong Huangyu's slightly distorted face. Enemies meet each other.
Outwardly jealous, this sentence is not an exaggeration to describe Zhong Huangyu at this moment.
"Young man from the Ling family, I didn't expect that I would meet you here. It's really God's will. I will make it difficult for you to survive and not to die. I will finally get my revenge for this broken arm today." Zhong Huangyu
His twisted face looked a little ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said to Ling Tianyun.
"Old man of the Zhong family, I didn't take your life that day and only broke your dog arm. You are lucky. If I can break your right arm, I can break your left arm. I have never done that before.
I'm afraid of you. Don't think that I will be merciful if you rely on your old age. Today I will let you have a good look at it." As soon as Ling Tianyun heard Zhong Huangyu's harsh words, he couldn't help but raise the sword in his hand.
Said angrily.
At this time, he was no longer the little scout in the army who had just walked out of Baishui Pass. He had already experienced the test of life and death along the way. Even if he faced the world's number one master Wanyan Invincible, he had no trace of it.
Fear, not to mention Zhong Huangyu who is far less than the invincible. In his eyes, Zhong Huangyu is just a paper tiger. He has lost his right arm and poses no threat to him.
"Boy, I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for several months, I have become sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. Don't think that you can scare me with a broken knife. If His Majesty hadn't issued a decree to capture you alive today, this battlefield would be yours.
Burial place." Zhong Huangyu's eyes showed awe-inspiring hatred, and he wished he could kill Ling Tianyun with just one palm. But the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, Liu Yu, had made a decree. In order to gain the emperor's trust, he couldn't hurt him.
Killer, this made him feel even more resentful.
"Old man, who doesn't know how to tell lies? If you have the ability, take my life. I'm waiting for you here. I don't know who will be buried on this battlefield." Ling Tianyun shot a ray of light in his eyes.
With a sharp glare, he knew that his identity was obviously exposed, and of course he also thought that this old man must be the instigator. In any case, the exposure of his identity would not be of any benefit to his father. It seems that this
After the battle, he had to go back to Baishui.
With a "swish" sound, a figure shuttled between the heavy riders of the Northern Han Dynasty. Ye Yinfeng also took off his helmet and threw it away. He was not used to wearing this helmet, and the heavy helmet made his movements difficult.
It was also subject to certain restrictions, so it was a lot easier to take it off and throw it away. His figure fell directly next to Ling Tianyun, standing side by side with him.
"How's it going? I can't hold it anymore." Ye Yinfeng asked jokingly to Ling Tianyun, bursts of bloody smell came from Ling Tianyun's body, the rich blood lingered from his body, and the condensed blood gathered and melted into
There were waves of blood-stained energy that made people palpitate. Ye Yinfeng looked at the blood stains on this guy's body and couldn't help but frowned. How many people had this guy killed? Such a heavy amount of blood had gathered.
Evil spirit.
"It's a joke, it's not enough for me to stuff my teeth with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. You move very quickly. The martial arts masters of the Zhong family are still so vulnerable, right?" Ling Tianyun said with a high-spirited voice, and his words suddenly became more powerful.
Stung the roaring Zhong Huangyu.
Zhong Huangyu's face became extremely ugly. He had never thought that this guard was so young. He seemed to be younger than Ling Tianyun. In the martial arts world, he had never heard of such an old man.
The master of sword-wielding lightly. His eyes fell from Ling Tianyun to Ye Yinfeng, with strong murderous intent in his eyes. He did not hide his murderous intention towards Ye Yinfeng at all. The Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty made a decree,
He said he wanted to capture Ling Tianyun alive, but he didn't say he wanted to capture this young guard alive. There was a gloomy horror in his eyes. The young guard killed the ten elite martial arts masters he brought out and let him stay in the Zhong family.
The power was directly weakened.
This hatred was so irreconcilable that how could he let him go? Not only did this young man destroy the Jingwu that the Zhong family had cultivated with all their strength, but he also lost his strength in the fight for the head of the Zhong family, leaving him with nothing to offer.
He had to compete with Zhong Jianhong, the third generation of the Zhong family, for chips. He could only put everything on the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, capture Ling Tianyun alive, then kill the young guard, and finally capture the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.
Let him impress the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty. Only in this way can he have the confidence to compete for the position of the head of the Zhong family, so he will rush towards the Zhou army at all costs.
"It seems that this old man wants to kill me. He just wants to kill ten members of his Zhong family, but he wants to kill me instead. It's better for you. The emperor just said a word and spared you. He doesn't want to avenge a broken arm. Vengeance." Seeing Zhong Huangyu's murderous expression, Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to Ling Tianyun.
"Do you think he doesn't want to kill me? Then the emperor's words made him willing to give up. Who can blame him? Since he wants to kill you so much, how about leaving this man to you." Ling Tianyun smiled. Responding to each other, the two of them talked easily, and they had no scruples in front of Zhong Huangyu.
"Alas, this man hates me so much that I have granted him his wish. Be careful yourself, that Zhang Yuan Hui is not easy to kill." Why couldn't Ye Yinfeng see what Ling Tianyun was thinking at this time and wanted to reverse the situation? , it is necessary to kill Zhang Yuanzheng, the first general of the Northern Han Dynasty, so as to disrupt the position of the Northern Han army, and then the Zhou army can take advantage of the situation to counterattack.