Chapter 33: Metamorphosis

August 25, 17th year of Daliang Taiyuan.

Ji Ya opened his eyes again, he saw Feng Chenyang, as if he had seen a long-lost relative, tears welled up at once, Feng Chenyang didn't look at her, his face was solemn, and his brows were tightly knit as if he was thinking about something dangerous.

A dozen young cavalrymen scattered around them, the dazzling sunlight shining on them, the sharp spear blades flashing blue, and the whole body was on guard. Xiaoxue lay quietly at Jiya's feet, the wounds on her body had been bandaged, and Feng Chenyang sat beside her, gently holding her in his arms.

Seeing that she woke up, Feng Chenyang handed over the water in his hand, staring straight at the four pale figures in the woods, his other hand held the sword tightly, and the green tendons on his hand twitched slightly.

"General Feng, are you really going to kill them? These are charms!" said a cavalryman's voice with some horror. "These things have killed many of our brothers, and the commander Li Zhong has also died under their claws!"

The dazzling sunlight seems to be an impassable wall, enclosing everyone in two worlds. Those white shadows jumped up and down happily in the darkness, as if provoking everyone, and the "giggles" of laughter made people shudder.

Feng Chenyang picked up Ji Ya and carefully placed it on the horse's back, then put Xiaoxue in her arms and turned her head. "It just stopped us and brought us back, it's a ...... we can rely on" He really couldn't think of any words to describe it, and after a pause, he raised his head and looked at Xiaoxue. "Good dog!"

Xiaoxue raised her head when she heard the word "good dog", glared at the wind and dust fiercely, and bared her mouth to show two small canine teeth.

Wind and dust walked in front of the woods, only a sword away from those charms, and the knights gathered around, those charms floated in front of them, their dark eyes glowing with green light, their gaping mouths, their giant thorn-like fangs exposed, and the bottom of their necks were like a pale smoke, and their claws were hidden in that smoke.

Feng Chenyang held his sword across his chest, his body leaned back slightly, he was accumulating strength, the knights held their hands in the most suitable position for the spear, their bodies stretched into a perfect arc, like a longbow, the pitch-black spear blade was filled with strength, and there were bursts of cold light.

"Attack!" Feng Chenyang snorted softly, his sword had been stabbed out, the tip of his sword pointed directly at the ghost in front of him, and the air flow he brought up emitted a sharp whistling sound. In an instant, the knights' pitch-black spears pierced the air and attacked the rest of the charms, their movements swift and awe-inspiring.

Feng Chenyang pierced the air, the charm seemed to disappear completely in the air, the gloomy aura was coming, Feng Chenyang's wrist flipped over, the long sword pulled up a sword flower, and slashed towards the sky, the long sword was sluggish for a moment, the feel was clear, and the green blood stains brought up by the tip of the sword were sprinkled little by little. Feng Chen raised the sword back to attack, his body was like electricity, and the sharp blade of the sword drew a dazzling arc, but for a moment, the sword was blocked by something and stopped advancing.

Feng Chenyang fixed his eyes, Mei grabbed his long sword with a miserable white hand, there was an evil smile on his weird face, Feng Chenyang shouted angrily, and pushed forward with all his might, the huge force was pressed like a mountain and a sea, the charm was suppressed and slowly retreated, and the other hand struck towards Feng Chenyang's chest, with the power of thunder. Feng Chenyang hurriedly withdrew his hand and dodged sideways, and the long sword was thrown far away by the charm.

Feng Chenyang stood in place, with a hint of fear in his eyes. Mei seemed to see through his thoughts, a swoop towards Feng Chenyang, Feng Chenyang a vertical leap, the fist has been swung, according to the charm of the pale face, punch on Mei's face, as if hitting the cold ice, the whole arm seems to be frozen, the biting cold spread in his body, the tired body was carried out by the huge impact of Mei. The charm seemed to be enraged, and green blood flowed out of the charm's mouth, and she angrily looked at the wind and dust falling in the sunlight, and let out a piercing scream.

The knights also fell into a bitter battle, they cooperated tacitly, the cold spear blade cut through the air, drawing a terrible arc in the air, those charms walked through this deadly arc, the claws were like sharp knives buried in the air, the cold blades easily cut through the knights' skins, and the blood marks were revealed. The knights fought to the death, and the spear blades brought up more green blood and drifted into the air.

Feng Chenyang climbed up with difficulty, all his internal organs were rolling in his chest, he looked at Mei, and Mei also looked at him. A sharp blade poked out from the back of his neck, it was Oni God Cry, and Ji Ya rode on his horse and handed it over to Demon God Cry. Wind and dust took it, very light, very short, and completely built for dwarves. Feng Chenyang waved twice, his strong power could not be used, he glanced back at Jiya, his face full of helplessness, and suddenly he fell on the spear hanging from the saddle.

"If you really are the peerless artifact in their mouths!" Wind Dust Yang returned the Ghost God Cry to Jiya, his voice hoarse from trembling. "So, today, let me see your power!"

Feng Chenyang held the dragon chanting gun in his hand, and the dragon chanting spear was still rusty, without a trace of anger. ". Feng Chenyang scolded in a low voice, and walked towards the waiting charm without a trace of hesitation.

Feng Chenyang tensed his body, his right hand held the tail of the gun, his toes looking for the right point of force, and his eyes fixed on a point where the spear was about to reach.

Mei looked at the rusty iron spear in the dust, and her body moved slightly, as if she was laughing, and she grinned exaggeratedly.

"Whoosh" It was the sound of the dragon chanting gun breaking through the air, the feel was clear, the dragon chanting spear accurately penetrated the body of the ghost, the charm seemed flustered, twisted the body desperately wanted to leave, the dragon chanting gun let out a terrible roar, as if a rune on the handle of the gun was being stimulated, the whole gun was fading rust, the sharp blade of the gun became shiny, and the cold killing aura floated around.

The ghost's body stopped writhing, its soul pulled away, and its fluttering body dissipated into the air with the smoke. The fierce killing aura of the dragon chanting spear shook the three charms who were in a fierce battle, and they wanted to flee, but the knights shot quickly, and the sharp spear accurately sealed the way of retreat.

The battle is over, and the transformed dragon chanting spear has a chilling murderous aura, easily penetrating the ghost's body, and in front of such an artifact, the ghost's body seems to have become sluggish.

Feng Chenyang stared at the remaining charm, the dragon chanting gun was restless in his hand, the gun seemed to be breathing, and his heartbeat, and the cheerful emotions were clearly transmitted into Feng Chenyang's heart through the hands holding the gun. He stretched his arm as straight as he could, pushing the spear out as long as possible, so that no one could dodge the fierce attack of the dragon chanting spear, and the air flow it brought up was like a straight silver thread.

Sunset City, a generation of famous generals on the city wall, his body trembled suddenly, his deep eyes looked into the distance, "Are you awake?" He seemed to mumble to himself, his solemn expression hung on his face, no longer speaking, and the bright red daze spread out with the wind, like an eagle with wings spread.

Pingyuan City, in the majestic palace, the strong smell of medicine filled the air, and the aging King Wu of Wei sat up from the bed suddenly, as if there was a powerful force supporting him, his eyes were not cloudy, his expression became cold, he looked in one direction, and muttered a sentence that others could not understand. "It's finally here!"

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