Chapter 475: Two Pillars of Sword Rain

At this moment, Liu Erzhu swung his sickle violently and hit the iron knife.

The iron knife made a mistake to the side and drilled into Liu Erzhu's shoulder, Liu Erzhu endured the severe pain, and pulled the sickle back with force, and the blade of the sickle cut a deep blood mark on the elf's calf.

The elf wailed, his eyes were red, and he pulled out an iron knife and slashed at Liu Erzhu's neck.

Liu Erzhu was at the end of his crossbow at this time, and it was impossible for him to escape from this powerful elf no matter what.

He knew he was going to die, but he didn't regret it, and he stopped this terrifying elf here, at least so that everyone could have a little more time to escape.

The swarthy Terran boy closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

However, after a while, the imaginary pain did not appear.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

A sword appeared in the elf's chest.

A black sword.

Blood was running down the blade of the sword, low on the ground.

A young man pulled out a black long sword and stretched out his hand to Liu Erzhu.

Liu Erzhu was stunned, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and was pulled up by the young man.

"Thank you, thank you. Liu Erzhu said, and at this moment, there was a whistling sound of breaking the air behind him.

Liu Erzhu turned his head violently, and saw countless elves flying out of the woods and swooping towards this side.

An elf is already so powerful, and this time it's an army!

Liu Erzhu's eyes were full of despair, and he hissed and shouted, "Run, run!"

After the elven army flew out of the forest, they fired their bows in mid-air, and then they heard a tingling sound of bowstrings, and countless arrows flew in from the sky.

Liu Erzhu's body weakened and knelt on the ground in despair.

An army of elves, so many arrows, you can't escape if you want to.

However, at this time, a scene happened that Liu Erzhu would never forget.

The young man who had saved him stepped forward and stretched out his right hand.

At the same time, the dense rain of arrows like locusts covering the sky, from extreme movement to extreme stillness, suddenly hovered in the air.

The young man's right hand pressed down.

Countless arrows rained down, falling from mid-air, and the fields were suddenly filled with feathered arrows.

Liu Erzhu was dumbfounded.

The young man turned to look at the celebrity-bred boy and smiled slightly, "You have a talent for cultivation, why don't you cultivate martial arts?"

Liu Erzhu was stunned and pointed to his nose, "You said me?"

The young man nodded, "Although I am a little older, it is not too late to awaken the martial arts tree now." ”

Liu Erzhu smiled, thinking to himself that he was a poor man who farmed the land, where did he have the money to ask others to help him awaken the martial arts.

The young man seemed to see through his thoughts, walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand and pressed on Liu Erzhu's lower abdomen, Liu Erzhu only felt a warm current into his abdomen, and then, in his body, as if something broke out of the ground.

The next moment, Liu Erzhu seemed to have seen something terrible, his eyes widened, and he touched his stomach in horror, "Belly, belly, there is a hole in my stomach!"

The young man comforted, "Don't be afraid, that's the Takeda space, do you see that little green shoot?"

Liu Erzhu nodded blankly.

The young man explained, "That's your martial tree, you're a one-star martial artist now. ”

Liu Erzhu was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

But soon, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water, he looked up at the countless elves who had approached a hundred meters in front of him.

Liu Erzhu's face is like ashes.

For more than ten years in this life, he Liu Erzhu guarded the ancestral one-third of an acre, facing the loess with his back to the sky, living in a muddy way, never thinking that he could become a noble warrior.

Warriors and mortals are completely two worlds.

He Liu Erzhu was cheap, so although he was afraid of death, he dared to go out and rush to the elf who slaughtered his blind date, and now, he was able to walk from the mortal world to the path of a martial artist, his life changed, but he was going to die.

Liu Erzhu only felt that fate had played a big joke on him.

The young man said slowly, "Do you want to see how the warriors fight?"

Liu Erzhu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

The young man clenched the iron sword in his hand, and swung forward suddenly, and a terrifying sword aura more than ten meters high suddenly shot out, and wherever he passed along the way, those elves who had no time to escape were torn to pieces by this terrifying sword qi.

"If you cultivate a sword, when the sword intent is clear and high-level realm, you will be able to turn the true qi in your body into sword qi. As the young man spoke, he waved the black long sword, and one after another sword qi shot out, and the army of the elven clan dodged one after another.

But soon, dozens of elves rushed over.

"They're coming!" Liu Erzhu shouted in a panic.

The young man snorted and said, "When the martial tree grows, there will be a medal of strength, there are five common medals of strength such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, as well as medals with attributes such as wind, thunder and snow, with them, you can transform the true qi in your body into corresponding power." ”

The young man spoke, sealing with one hand, and the next moment, countless vines grew in the field, entwining the flying elves.

"This is one way to use the Wood Power Medal, and next, I'm going to use the power of the Fire Power Medal. The young man stretched out his right fist and kept throwing it forward, and with each punch, a ball of flame shot out, and the elves bound by the vines could not dodge, and were hit by the flames, screaming and wailing in the sea of fire.

Liu Erzhu was completely stunned.

He never imagined that he would be able to fight like this.

More elves flew in, and the young man made a move while explaining, and the elves fell into the field in large swaths, like dumplings.

Liu Erzhu was not stupid, he knew that this was an unavoidable opportunity, so even if he couldn't understand what the young man in front of him was saying, he desperately remembered everything he said.

Half an hour later, thousands of corpses of elves appeared in the field, and when the elves saw that they could not defeat the man in front of them, they finally stopped attacking and turned and retreated.

And the young man who single-handedly repelled the army of thousands of elves had a relaxed look from beginning to end.

After the elven army withdrew, the young man also stopped talking.

Liu Erzhu looked at the corpses of the elves all over the ground, and was speechless for a long time in shock.

"This, is this the power of a martial artist?" he thought in amazement, and after a long while, he remembered something, looked at the young man in front of him, who was not much older than himself, and asked cautiously, "Yes, can I ask you a question." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and smiled, "You say." ”

"You," Liu Erzhu stammered a little, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The young man put away his sword back into its sheath, turned around, looked at the forest in the south, and said indifferently, "I was the seventh prince of the Dragon Clan in my previous life, and in this life I am the son of General Ao Ding of the Blue Bird Country, a student of the Martial Academy, and a close disciple of Emperor Guilai. ”

He stretched out his hand again and said, "My name is Ao Fenggu, what about you?"

The swarthy young man was stunned for a long time before he stretched out his hand and smiled brightly, "My name is Liu Erzhu." ”