Chapter 213: The First Battle
In the middle of the night, Li Bai, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes, a long scarlet tongue came into view, his complexion changed slightly, and the next moment, an invisible sword qi suddenly shot out, and a silver-haired old woman holding a scarlet kitchen knife fell from the beam of the room in an instant.
Lying on the tatami mat in front of him, there was no sound.
"It's ...... What the hell?" Li Bai wanted to lift the corpse of the silver-haired old woman, and as soon as he squatted down, a smile full of sarcasm immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a sharp sword intent came out of his body, instantly crushing it into ashes.
"If you don't die if you penetrate your heart, is it some kind of ghost in the legend of the Fuso people?"
He instantly switched Van Helsing's skin, and his eyes were immediately full of hatred, he looked at the sky in the distance, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face: "What a coincidence." ”
In the distance, a surging blood qi was rapidly approaching.
Li Bai, who knew this dark creature well, immediately judged that it was the aura gathered by at least one Saint Dao Realm Blood Clan, plus dozens of low-level Blood Clans.
"And the blood plague...... What exactly do these blood clans want to do?" he noticed that the owner of the thatched hut had begun to transform into a walking corpse blood slave, and strode out and rushed towards the thatched hut where Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu were staying.
"How are you doing?"
Li Bai rushed into the hut and saw that Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang had just defeated their respective opponents, and their faces were gloomy.
Zhuge Liang said: "It's okay, it's just that this raid came too inexplicably, and I don't know what's going on, so I provoked these local ghosts in Fusang." ”
Zhou Yu said in a deep voice: "The enemy's surprise attack was launched at the same time, which means that they have a certain means of communication, and they can also avoid the magic path formation we arranged...... The opponent is tricky. ”
"What about Miyamoto Musashi and Takeshita?" asked Li Bai.
Zhuge Liang sneered: "Mr. Miyamoto took Takeshita-kun to the entrance of the village to defend against the enemy, according to my detection formation, now there are enemies on all sides, it seems that the other party is determined to let us all die here." ”
Li Bai nodded: "Then one of us is responsible for one direction, and I am responsible for the north." ”
Zhou Yu frowned and said: "There are the most enemies in the north, Taibai, it's really not good, let's pick a direction to break through." ”
Li Bai shook his head and sneered: "Hehe, as many as you come, you can kill as many as you want." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place.
Zhou Yu sighed: "Taibai helped us withstand the greatest pressure, Kong Ming, you are in charge of the west, I am in charge of the east, be careful." ”
Zhuge Liang laughed, his smile was full of confidence: "The biggest enemy has been robbed by Taibai, and you and I can't be resigned to being left behind." ”
......
In the darkness, on the hillside to the north of the village, I don't know how many pairs of scarlet eyes lit up.
Those blood warriors in rudimentary armor, surrounded by a tall and burly iron-skinned man, surrounded Li Bai.
"Is Xu Fu an imitation based on Bai Qi?"
"Let me weigh your abilities. ”
Li Bai's eyes were lowered, his long hair rose without wind, the Four Seasons Sword flew out of the sword box and stuck on the ground, the five fingers of his right hand twisted the hilt of the sword, and said word by word: "White Dragon Yin." ”
An indescribable terrifying roar spread out in a roar, and as a huge white dragon manifested like a mountain, snow fell between the heavens and the earth, and the ice spread across the earth.
The figures of the blood warriors were instantly frozen, and there was no movement at all.
And immediately after, two white flames burned in Li Bai's eyes.
He stretched out his hand, as if pulling the pulse of the earth, and grabbed it fiercely, and the Four Seasons Sword in front of him suddenly turned red, and he said softly: "All five are burned!"
The loud sound of the phoenix came from above the nine heavens, the white bird flapped its wings, feathered into flowing fire, and the blood warrior who had escaped the catastrophe spewed flames from his mouth and nose, wailing and falling into the clouds.
There are dozens of powerful blood warriors who can fight with thousands of troops, and they are all killed in the moment of this sword.
There was silence in the field.
The only remaining blood clan general clasped his hands on his chest, and his face was surprised: "I have some ability, when did Huaxia have such a genius swordsman as you, the old man has been away from his homeland for a long time, but I have never heard of your name." ”
"It's not a name...... But it's more than enough to kill you. Li Bai took a long breath, and the Four Seasons Sword was automatically returned to its sheath.
"Hehe, do you dare to brag in front of the old man after killing a few low-level blood slaves who are not in the climate?"
He was also a good player in the rivers and lakes of Huaxia at the beginning, and he was subdued by Xu Fu and taken to Dongying, and the powerful blood of a martial arts master was transformed into the power of the blood clan, and the realm was directly promoted to the level of the Holy Dao.
Although it is difficult to break through in this life, his strength is three points stronger than the original Burial Flower Sage.
In the distance, Zhou Yu, who felt this scene, couldn't help but speak: "Li Taibai, are you really a swordsman?
Zhuge Liang muttered to himself: "No wonder you told Ye Fan that if you really exerted the power of the Four Seasons Sword, he would have been defeated a long time ago." The Four Seasons Sword is indeed a Demon Dao artifact!"
......
On the other side of the battlefield, Miyamoto Musashi kneels in the middle of a lonely alley, a long sword lying straight in front of him, and a short sword resting in its scabbard.
He squinted his eyes slightly, and looked coldly at the entrance of the village, the three male fitness shadows that slowly appeared.
There was a pair of black-winged crow people behind him, carrying blood-stained tin staffs, and his eyes were as red as blood: "Mr. Miyamoto, long time no see." ”
A handsome man holding a wine jar in his hand: "It's a pity that men are not my thing." ”
"String kill kill lock spider. The head floated, and the neckless blonde boy whispered softly, and a long whip woven from the long hair of the deceased struck Miyamoto Musashi silently.
Miyamoto Musashi said indifferently: "Wine swallowing boy, Shouwu, crow tengu, since even yin gods like you are willing to be dogs for Xu Fu, let me blame Miyamoto today...... Killing gods. ”
"Takeshita, out of the sword. ”
As soon as the words fell, Takeshita suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist: "Mr. Miyamoto, I'll deal with the Raven Tengu!"
Fuso is known as eight million gods, and eight million is just an approximate number, which means that all things have spirits.
It's not that in this just a place of Fusang, there are really eight million Yin Gods with a climate, if that's the case, even if these eight million Yin Gods only have the combat power of ordinary people, it's really incredible.
However, the three in front of him were really high-level Yin Gods, and ordinary martial arts masters would be quietly killed by their strange methods without even having the qualifications to fight them head-on.
After all, when he reached the level of Yin God, he was already able to immune to the strong blood of a martial artist to a certain extent, and he could be called a martial artist killer.