Chapter 232: King of Wei's Sword
There is no way back.
There is no chance of winning either.
Then there can only be a fight to the death, and there is only a fight to the death!
This is Zhou Jianlai, his character. Sometimes they know how to advance and retreat, and sometimes they are stupid and sacrifice life and death. Or it's not stupid, it's his principles and brotherly righteousness.
Zhou Jianlai's murderous aura was unconcealed, and those who felt his murderous aura all trembled, because they could clearly feel his mortal heart from his murderous aura.
"Brother, don't be impulsive. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. Ruan Xinyuan said anxiously.
Just now, he helped Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa, because the two of them were enemies of the Medicine King Valley, which made him feel happy and good, and he was idle, so it was better to help these two people. At this time, he saw that Zhou Jianlai did not hesitate to burn his life for his brothers of the opposite sex, knowing that he was invincible but also had to fight with Yu Wenrui to the death, he couldn't help but be impressed by his pride and righteousness, chivalry and courage, and admired and appreciated it. felt that it was a pity that Zhou Jianlai died in battle like this, so he was in a hurry to persuade him, hoping that Zhou Jianlai could calm down.
"There's no time. Zhou Jian glanced at Niu Dawa lying on the ground.
Ruan Xinyuan opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say, because Zhou Jian was right, Niu Dawa really didn't have much time. He suddenly looked at his junior brother and shouted, "Hongyi, lend your Liuguang Sword to Zhou Gongzi to use." ”
He gave Zhou Jianlai an apologetic look, indicating that this was all he could help. Let him and Yu Wenrui go through a few tricks, disgusting and disgusting Yu Wenrui, he is extremely happy. But if he is allowed to fight with Yu Wenrui to the death, he will never make a rash move without a 100% chance of winning.
"Okay!" Guan Hongyi agreed loudly, stepped forward and handed the sword in his hand to Zhou Jianlai.
"Thank you!" Zhou Jian came to say thank you, stretched out his hand to pick it up, and suddenly felt something, withdrew his hand and looked up at the night sky in one direction, then bowed and said, "Thank you for the sword!"
Everyone was puzzled, and couldn't help but raise their heads and follow Zhou Jianlai's gaze to look at the night sky. The martial arts training ground in the City Lord's Mansion was open-air, and they only saw Haoyue in the sky and a few stars scattered in the sky, and nothing else.
However, he saw Zhou Jianlai suddenly reach out and grab at the void, and a dark blue sword hilt engraved with an ancient inscription was suddenly grasped by him in his hand, and as his arm retracted, the sword body was slowly revealed, giving people the feeling of grabbing a sword from the endless void.
This sword is completely inky and green, the sword body is extremely long, nearly six feet wide, about nine inches wide, and the thickness in the middle of the sword body can reach five inches. However, the sword was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was held in Zhou Jianlai's hand, and it shook off, and at a glance, he knew which corner it was thrown in, and no one had touched it for many years.
Zhou Jianlai's wrist shook, shaking off all the dust on the sword body, and the inky blue sword body suddenly glowed with a faint cold light under the illumination of the firelight, especially the cold and shining blade, giving people an indestructible sense of sharpness.
"King Wei Sword!" Zhou Jianlai put the sword body across his body, saw three big characters engraved on the sword body near the hilt, read it out in a condensed voice, and immediately his eyes sank, and shouted: "With my sword heart, give you Shura heart! Shura is angry, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, kill the gods and destroy the demons!"
The heavy sword suddenly trembled violently, and in an instant, it emitted a monstrous murderous aura, and a large amount of red blood qi floated out from the sword body, instantly
That submerged Zhou Jianlai's whole body. Zhou Jianlai's eyes suddenly turned into bloody pupils, and the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty and murderous expression, and for a while, he was really like a Shura Demon God.
"Crazy! crazy! crazy!" Ruan Xinyuan's expression was terrifying, and he shouted again and again, and said as he retreated: "King Wei Jian, the sword of the twelve emperors of the Wei Dynasty, this kid has awakened the killing heart of the twelve emperors of the Wei Dynasty, if you don't want to die, quickly hide away! Yu Wenrui, you will die!"
There was no need for Ruan Xinyuan to remind him more, and the people around him quickly retreated like a tide, because Zhou Jianlai's body, no, it was the murderous aura emitted by Wei Wangjian, which had already begun to affect their minds.
Yu Wenrui's face also became extremely ugly, and he shouted to Mu Zhaozhao: "Zhaozhao, quickly take Xiaofeng and Xiaoyan away!"
"Kill!" A hoarse and low roar came from Zhou Jianlai's throat, as if it came from the Nine Hells.
"Kill"
The sound of killing did not disperse immediately, but hovered over the martial arts training ground, and the sound gradually became louder and deafening, at first it was a sound, then two, three, ten, hundred, and thousands of ways, and finally the sound of killing shook the sky, the war horses neighed, the war drums roared, and the horns were clanging.
Where is this still the sound of Zhou Jianlai's shouting and killing, it is clearly the sound of fighting and rushing from the battlefield, and it is the Wei Emperor who is leading his imperial army to sweep the world.
King Wei's sword was full of blood, wrapped in twelve golden true dragon sword qi, and slashed towards Yuwen Rui.
Yu Wenrui's expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with colorful light, facing the sword of King Wei.
The two swords were slashed together, the air flow was agitated, the sword qi was raging, and although Yu Wenrui's colorful light was suppressed by the blood qi in the sky, it was not defeated and collapsed.
Yu Wenrui took the sword, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out on the spot, but the solemn look on his face eased a lot, and he sneered: "Although the sword of King Wei is strong, you are too weak, you can release its fierce energy, but you can't control its power." With your weak qi and blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold out for a long time. ”
"Childe, the slave family is here to help you!" Jin Zhihui swayed and joined the battlefield, the ribbon on her clothes seemed to be alive, several feet long, and she rolled up Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jian swept back and forth with his sword, tearing apart the flying ribbon in an instant, and then another sword slashed towards Yu Wenrui, and twelve golden true dragon sword qi came out together. Yu Wenrui swung his sword and slashed, and the colorful sword qi was layered on top of each other.
The two of them fought in one place, and exchanged dozens of moves in an instant. Although Yu Wenrui was at a disadvantage and spit out several mouthfuls of blood, he did not show his defeat.
Jin Zhihui struck again from behind Zhou Jianlai, the ribbons fluttering, and under each ribbon there was a soft sword with a cold light. Zhou Jianlai had to bend and swing his sword to resist. Jin Zhihui's posture danced, and more than a dozen ribbons with hidden soft swords flew up and down, and she danced a good swordsmanship. Zhou Jianlai was entangled by her for a while.
Yu Wenrui got time to breathe, and hurriedly took out a bottle of pill from the pouch on his waist, poured out two pills and took them, and his pale face immediately became full of qi and blood.
Jin Zhihui's posture was flexible, and she didn't dare to confront Zhou Jianlai head-on, but when she saw Yu Wenrui recovering her qi and blood, she immediately distanced herself from Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai didn't chase her, and he couldn't catch up, so he turned around and pounced on Yu Wenrui again. In this way, it can be clearly seen that the blood on his body is much weaker.
As Yu Wenrui said, Zhou Jianlai's own strength is too weak,
Although it stimulated the ferocity of King Wei's sword, he couldn't control its power, and his own qi and blood were weak, so he couldn't hold out for long under the strong pressure of King Wei's sword.
"This pair of dog men and women actually bullied a one-armed man with wheel warfare, it is really despicable and shameless, and it is extremely dirty!" Ruan Xinyuan scolded through gritted teeth. And in the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of hesitation, he had the urge to rush up to join the battle, not to help Zhou Jianlai, but he saw a chance to kill Yuwen Rui, but the hesitation in his heart was immediately dispelled with the weakening of Zhou Jianlai's blood.
"Why don't you go up and help him? This is a great opportunity. Not far away, Baili Jingsheng looked at Ruan Xinyuan and asked with a smile in his eyes.
"Not necessarily!" Ruan Xinyuan's narrow eyes narrowed, his gaze swept over Baili Jingsheng, returned to the battlefield, and said secretly: "Yu Wenrui's fifteen-colored sword has been cultivated to the nine-colored sword, and he only uses the seven-colored sword, far from showing his strongest combat power, why does he fight to get injured and not show his strongest combat power?"
After Ruan Xinyuan calmed down from the impulse of the moment, he suddenly smelled a smell of conspiracy.
"Big baby?!"
"Who did it?!What's going on?!" An angry roar suddenly exploded beside Ruan Xinyuan, and then he felt a palpitating anger and murderous aura.
Ruan Xinyuan hurriedly turned his head to look, and found that it was Zhang Xiaopu, who had called the city lord Qi Wuwei away, and returned, and immediately understood why he was so angry, and immediately explained: "Brother Niu has been affected by the Seven Flowers and Seven Insects Transformation Gong of the Medicine King Valley, and if he doesn't take the antidote within a quarter of an hour, he will melt into the sea of qi and become a wasted person. Brother Zhou is asking Yu Wenrui for an antidote. ”
The person who roared was Zhang Xiaopaw, he saw that Zhou Jianlai was fighting bloodily, but he was alone, and he was being played back and forth by Yu Wenrui and Jin Zhihui, and he was immediately even more angry. I was going to step forward to help in the battle and snatch the antidote for Niu Dawa, but I heard Ruan Xinyuan say: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou can still hold on for a while, the top priority is to save Brother Niu, that unconscious female disciple of Medicine King Gu has an antidote on him." ”
Zhang Xiaopaw looked in the direction of Ruan Xinyuan's finger, and sure enough, he saw three disciples of the Medicine King Valley in ink clothes, one was covered in charcoal, and was barely standing by one person, one was lying on the ground unconscious, and the other was holding a sword to guard the ears of the two.
When Mu Zhaozhao saw Zhang Xiaopaw's gaze, he immediately showed a vigilant and hostile gaze, and Tan Junyan, who was scorched black, also gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand.
"Senior Brother Tan, Senior Sister Zhao'er, I don't know what kind of conflict has happened between you, but I hope you can come up with an antidote to detoxify Brother Niu. I am not looking at anyone, but as a friend of both of you, I sincerely hope that you can turn hostility into friendship. Really, trust me, I'm here for your good. Qi Yoyo, who came with Zhang Xiaopaw, eagerly explained to Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhao.
She knew too well the important position of Niu Dawa in Zhang Xiaopaw's heart, and she also knew Zhang Xiaopaw's combat power, if Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhao insisted on not handing over the antidote, and without Yu Wenrui's protection, Zhang Xiaopaw would definitely kill them, and he would not hesitate.
However, Tan Junyan didn't listen to her persuasion at all, twisted his head, and said proudly: "Impossible! The majesty of the Medicine King Valley does not allow provocation, whoever dares to provoke, the Medicine King Valley will make him pay a lesson that he will never forget!"
"Very good!" the corners of Zhang's mouth curled, and he smiled, smiling brightly.