Chapter Forty-Seven: Sword Cultivation Only Fights
After the initial dispersion of small forces, the various forces that had suffered a lot began to choose to cooperate slowly.
When entering the Human Emperor Realm, many monks knew that they would face danger, but no one would recognize the horror in the Human Emperor Realm. It wasn't until I experienced it myself that I knew that this place was simply a Jedi, and only huddles for warmth was the way out. All parties are choosing to slowly move closer together and share some of the inconsequential information they have gathered.
There are also monks who think they are clever and want to go back the way they came, but they can't find their way back, and this is a natural labyrinth.
In less than half a month, the monks who came in had shrunk by half. Those who survived either had two brushes or were favored by God. It's a blessing that you didn't die today, and no one knows if you'll be able to drink a sip of water tomorrow.
Tianshui City is the largest ruins discovered by the monks who have come in so far, and as the news spreads, all forces have begun to rush to Tianshui City.
Blood Drops, the eldest disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, released the news in Tianshui City that the biggest secret of the Human Emperor Realm had been discovered, and all parties needed to go to Tianshui City to discuss. As the news spread ten, ten, and hundreds, the more mysterious it became, a large number of monks began to gather in Tianshui City.
"Alas, it's you, why haven't you seen each other for a few days?
"Alas, don't mention it, this is simply the ancient flood era recorded in the classics, and people are just rations here. ”
“............”
The monks who knew each other well complained for a while when they met, and they were obviously miserable. Those who entered Tianshui City were almost non-injured.
However, despite the heavy casualties, many monks still gained a lot of benefits, inherited by their predecessors, and had rare treasures.
In general, the strength of those who survived has been greatly improved, not only due to the opportunity obtained, but also the tempering of the monk's life and death.
The people of the Blood Demon Sect did not choose the City Lord's Mansion to settle in, but chose the Partial Mansion. Other forces with some roots are also interested in avoiding them, and no one wants to sit on the front bird.
The blood droplets strolled leisurely in the courtyard, and finally took a breath since entering the city, there are no various desolate beasts, at least they are first-class masters here.
"How's the gathering of the various forces?"
Bloody bones sat a little lazily on the stone pier and returned to the road
"Almost, many people who hide in the mountains and rivers have also begun to show their heads. The three sects of Great Qi were barely second-class sects, and they didn't know what they were facing? The genius disciples they claimed to be were just joking. ”
The blood droplets gently rubbed the beads engraved with the skull on his hand
"Those sects that have been inherited for a long time still have some heritage, and they smelled blood in advance. Anyway, this is the opportunity that my Blood Demon Sect has been waiting for for ten thousand years, and I can't miss it. ”
Bloody bones squinted his eyes and said
"Is it really possible for Gu Zu to be alive?"
Blood droplets
"If the outside world is afraid that it will be dead, it can't be dead, but it's just the human emperor realm, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. ”
"The Human Emperor Palace, it's really a desirable place!"
On this day, there was a young man with a sword on his back outside Tianshui City who entered the city alone, the sword was the ninth yin and yang sword, and the person was the sword mound hidden sword man.
The black-clothed sword-bearing boy walked steadily, and his white hair fluttered in the wind like wisps of sword energy. The cold face is solemn, and he knows the cold without getting close to his body.
The teenager here is not a teenager, just like the twilight west wind.
Yu Dongqing didn't care about the surprised eyes of others, he often realized that he was not out of the sword mound and seemed to be isolated from the world. One person, one world, his world is only the sword.
The people of the sword mound are rarely seen in the rivers and lakes, and the people who are qualified to go to the rivers and lakes must be the best among the people of the same generation of the sword mound, and the people of the sword mound are called sword walkers.
The master of the sword mound once said
"My mound Dongqing, the sword is the best, not weak to ride the wind. ”
Who is Liu Chengfeng? One man and one sword crushed the entire rivers and lakes.
Don't ask what is the peak of kendo, the world only knows Liu Chengfeng.
It can be seen that Yu Dongqing's attainments in the way of kendo are regarded as the people who will carry the crown in the next hundred years of kendo.
Just as he learned the sword technique, Yu Dongqing is like a lonely walker, he only has feelings for swords.
For this white-haired boy who has just entered the city, although he doesn't know who he is, he is definitely not good. can cross the death zone alone and come here, and the sword on his body is afraid that there is no less blood.
"Brother, are you interested in joining us?
Although a strong man with a meteor sledgehammer was polite, he stood in the way of Yu Dongqing's progress impartially.
This is a bit of a covert threat.
Yu Dongqing's pace is still not chaotic, and his South Vietnamese accent is so thick that he said coldly
"If you are not a sword cultivator, I will not be able to use a sword, and your life will be lost. ”
The strong man who blocked the road was stunned for a moment, and then laughed
"White-haired dolls, they are not afraid to flash their tongues when they speak. ”
It's just that as soon as the big man spoke, a punch came to him, and the big man blocked in front of the horizontal hammer.
"Bell"
The fist smashed on the giant hammer, making a piercing roar, and the strong force directly knocked the strong man back five steps away.
As soon as the strong man who had just stabilized took a breath, he saw a punch coming through the air, using the hammer as a shield.
When the fist arrived, the long sleeves on the strong man's hands burst like butterflies. The punch was definitely twice as powerful as the first lap. The blood vessels on the arm are like green dragons, attached to the arm.
No one thought that this thin, but not tall, and somewhat short white-haired man would have such terrifying power.
Someone next to him was already muttering again
"Gao Shenhu was a fierce man who fought with the black iron madness for a day and a night, and finally lost with one move, but he didn't expect to be completely suppressed. ”
"I heard that he has the shadow of the military, and his killing spirit is not weak?"
"The military, the king of Qi or the imperial court?"
"I heard that it's someone from the Jiangnan Jiedu Embassy?"
"Hey, I didn't expect there to be a background of Xie and others. ”
Yu Dongqing ignored the whispers around him, but he was surprised that Gao Shenhu did have some ability, all the way to the south, and no society had let him punch three times.
Yu Dongqing's face was calm, his fists clenched again, and he was angry at the bullfight, and his fists were like thunder.
After all, Gao Shenhu, whose arms were slightly numb, was born in the military, and his blood was already more thankful than ordinary martial artists, and Na Gan was so passive.
The meteor hammer swept and hit Yu Dongqing with the momentum of breaking the formation, leaving no room for half a point, and one move divided life and death.
Even though Gao Shenhu used all his strength, he still did not change the result, he lost very badly, he was suppressed all the time, and there was no room to fight back.
With a punch that broke through the air, the meteor hammer flew upside down and slammed into the chest of the tall tiger, blood mixed with internal organs and fragments spat out of his mouth.
Yu Dongqing, who had three fists to subdue the tiger, did not give up at all, walked to the side of the high heavy tiger, pinched his neck and hung it high
"I am a sword cultivator, the sword is alive, the fist will die, if you punch today, you will die. ”
Then without any expression, he crushed the throat of the high tiger like pinching an ant to death.
At the moment when Yu Dongqing pinched Gao Shenhu to death, a spear broke through the air and stabbed Yu Dongqing's head.
At the moment when the tip of the gun was about to stab Yu Dongqing's head, there were not many cruel words, so that the young man tightly clamped the tip of the gun with his two fingers, but the spear still pierced the cheek of the white-haired young man, and a stream of blood slid down his face and fell to his chin, dripping to the ground.
Yu Dongqing still didn't have the slightest expression, nor did he wipe the blood on his cheeks, and his wrist exerted force to bounce the gun back in the direction. Then he looked at the man with the gun.
The spear was slanted, and Gao Shenlong was not angry because of the death of his younger brother, this is the essence of the soldier, anger can be, but it is necessary to be rational anger. After all, the last thing that is lacking on the battlefield is the dead.
Anger can overstep the will of the army, and it can also destroy the army of the king.
Gao Shenlong clenched the spear in his hand tightly
"Draw your sword. ”
Yu Dongqing didn't make any moves, and still said slowly and deeply
"If you don't cultivate your sword, you won't come out with my sword. ”
Gao Shenlong didn't talk nonsense, and came to kill with a gun.
One move to break the army with a dragon, the spear is sharp and fierce. Yu Dongqing turned sideways and skillfully dodged. A punch came out and hit the gun.
The powerful force extended along the body of the spear to the arm, and Gao Shenlong had to rotate it a few times before he succeeded in unloading the force. At the same time, with the help of the spinning force, he stabbed back the pistol.
The fifth punch came out, the tip of the gun was against the fist, and the fight was the foundation, and the two retreated at the same time, Gao Shenlong took seven steps, and Yu Dongqing took five steps.
The left pistol is replaced by the right hand, and the bayonet gun is a cavalry spear, relying on a speed bonus, which can be without the blessing of the war horse, and the combat power is greatly reduced.
Facing the gunlike momentum of a war horse colliding into a formation, Yu Dongqing still looked like Poland, but this time he punched with both hands. One punch first, one punch after.
One punch against the gun did not move forward, and the second punch broke the barrel of the gun. Gao Shenlong hurriedly put down his gun and turned his palm, clenching the fist that hit his chest tightly.
Calm down and retract his fists, this time Yu Dongqing did not go further, but passed by Gao Shenlong freely.
Gao Shenlong still maintained his original posture, and after Yu Dongqing took a few steps, Gao Shenlong's entire arm exploded, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his right arm was gone.
The boy who claimed that he couldn't cultivate a sword without a sword was at the peak of his debut.
Three punches kill the tiger, seven punches kill the dragon.
Gao Shenhu is hard to say, but Gao Shenlong is definitely the top level combat power in the Human Emperor Realm. It's just that he has been in the army all year round, so his reputation is not obvious.
There is gossip that Gao Shenlong once competed with Wu Xinrui, a big disciple of Tianquan Sect, and his record was five or five.
The people and horses who followed Gao Shenlong were about to move, and they wanted a group of people to cover up the past, so they didn't believe that this emotionless swordsman still had peak combat power after two battles?
Gao Shenlong, who had a broken arm, turned pale, waved his left hand, and stopped everyone.
"Captain Wu, I ......"
Before he finished speaking, Gao Shenlong's eyes made the speaker speechless to say, and it was his duty for a soldier to obey orders.
Gao Shenlong said a little weakly
"If you lose, you lose, your skills are not as good as others, and you haven't even forced out his sword. ”
The dedication of holding Gao Shenlong and his eyes were a little red
"But Shen Hu ...... him"
"Isn't it normal for people like us to die?"
Gao Shenlong lost and lost, but he was proud of his iron and blood. But who knows the future, a one-armed general is famous.
Jian Xiuyu Dongqing, who couldn't punch a sword, came to a crystal clear pool, rolled up his sleeves, and held a handful of clear and cold spring water to wash away the blood stains on his face.
Changed positions, took another handful, and took a sip, which was a little sweet. The water entered his stomach, and Yu Dongqing also spit out a mouthful of bright red.
Bully hurt the fist, one punch is more stacked and one punch is stronger, and the enemy is also injured.