Chapter 35 The winner has been decided
The scorching sun was scorching, their clothes were already wet with sweat, both of them were panting violently, the earth was affected by the sword qi of the two, showing a spider web-like crack spreading outward, and no one dared to approach dozens of steps around, such a duel was beyond the scope of ordinary people, and the movements of both of them were so fast that only afterimages remained, and their speeds were still soaring.
Even if the opponent's speed can keep up with him, Xiang Xu does not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, this is still the first opponent he has encountered who can compete with him in speed, that umbrella, the umbrella handle can be used as a sword, and the umbrella bone is a round shield, which can be described as both offensive and defensive, but if you think that Xiang Xu's swordsmanship is only fast, it is a big mistake.
Liang Mu's hairband has been cut, at this moment he is wearing a drape, like a mad demon, looking more embarrassed, he should have been poor in donkey skills, and he can't do anything, in the face of Xiang Xu's attack that is faster than the other, he can barely resist, but when Xiang Xu changes his moves, he can't keep up with the rhythm at all.
"It can't be! Where did you come from! It is impossible for the slave family to lose, absolutely impossible! β
Martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, Xiang Xu has always exercised his speed, but he lacks some sharp attacks, so that he even went a little crazy, it was the competition with Cao Chun that made him understand that swordsmanship is not only fast, but also ghosts! Attacking from the enemy's most unexpected place made it completely impossible for them to judge the direction of their attack, coupled with his own lightning-fast speed, this realization made Xiang Xu's swordsmanship enter a new level, a higher realm.
Liang Mu's speed is another kind of fast, Xiang Xu's swordsmanship is completely offensive instead of defending, completely ignoring defense, but Liang Mu's weapon is called the Bone Erosion Umbrella, and one more round shield means that Liang Mu does not need to give up defense, under such a premise, he can also completely let go of his speed, which is his advantage and his disadvantage, because Xiang Xu's speed is so fast that he has no time to defend back.
The sharp longitudinal cold sword is like a poisonous snake ready to attack, once there is a flaw in Liangmu's defense, this poisonous snake will frantically magnify this flaw, and then devour the opponent's life, this set of swordsmanship is called by Xiang Xu: Demon Sword, because he has heard Xiang Qing tell the story and knows the monster.
Xiang Xu's side will not be able to tell the winner for a while, but Wang Yue is one-sided suppression, the Chichuan Sword can be a sword, it can be a knife, even if Jing Zhan holds a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, there is no way to resist the Chichuan Sword at all.
Wang Yue raised his hand like the simplest sword, and went straight to Jing Zhan's chest, Jing Zhan crossed his sword in front of his chest, wanting to resist this invincible sword.
The tip of the Chichuan sword is pierced in the middle of the knife and the sword, these two weapons are also extraordinary, and they are also from the hands of the sword casting master, the piercing sound is like a fingernail cutting across the blackboard, Wang Yue was originally holding the sword in his right hand, and he was also surprised to see that this sword was blocked, and then pressed his left hand on the hilt of the sword.
"You're not bad, you can block me for thirty moves, and it's enough for you to brag, but you rebels and thieves will die."
The Chichuan Sword was like an electric lamp that had just been electrified, the light bloomed, and in the midst of blood, it was like thousands of dead souls rushing towards Jing Zhan together, these dead souls rushed into Jing Zhan's body, Jing Zhan's eyes instantly turned red, and blood gradually flowed down from the seven orifices.
Wang Yue exerted his strength, Chichuan Sword retreated against Jing Zhan's body, Jing Zhan's feet left two deep ravines on the ground, Chichuan Sword roared, the sword and sword had been shattered into powder, and the tip of the sword rushed to Jing Zhan's heart with longing, but in the blink of an eye, the blood of Jing Zhan's whole body had been sucked dry by the Chichuan Sword, and the whole body was covered with magma-like lines, the breeze blew gently, and Jing Zhan's body fell apart like a piece of burning paper, and was blown away by the wind.
Liang Mu is much trickier than Jing Zhan, his versatile weapon has turned into a sickle at this time, Liang Mu's slender nails have gradually turned black, just now he was still dressed in white, chic and free, and he looks like a madman at the moment.
"Hmph, the slave family's bone-eroding umbrella has never had an opponent since it was born, and it is your honor to die in the hands of the slave family today."
After that, he heard Jing Zhan's scream, Liang Mu looked back at dusk, and saw the scene of Jing Zhan being stabbed to death by Wang Yue's sword, he just wanted to call Jing Zhan's name, he saw a long sword, pierced his chest, he turned around in disbelief, and saw Xiang Xu's unfazed face, his index finger pointed at Xiang Xu, and gradually drooped down, his head drooped to the side, he never expected such an ending.
Xiang Xu pulled out the cold sword and wiped the blood on the sword on Liang Mu's clothes, as if he had done a trivial thing, this Liang Mu and Jing Zhan have been rampant in the world for ten years, but they didn't expect to be buried forever on this nameless shore, one of them is still a little-known pawn, and even a teenager.
Xiang Xu and Wang Yue killed their opponents one after another, their eyes were fixed on that hill, with the arrival of Cao Ren Cao Chun and Yuan Shu Sun Jian, the battle was nearing the end, this large-scale rebellion was lost in the hands of these people, 10,000 rebels, there was not one in ten, only more than 1,000 people remained, and they had already put down their weapons and were captured, after all, not everyone was willing to participate in this rebellion, they were coerced.
Bleeding and drifting, the whole battlefield is blood-red, looking down from the hills, stumps and broken arms, bleeding and drifting, broken bows and arrows, spears and spears, and swords stuck in the corpses all over the ground, the soldiers of the Royal Forest Army are cheering, the phalanx of the black-armored knights is neat, their weapons still carry the blood of the rebels, but their faces are still cold, the yellow infantry is cleaning the battlefield under the leadership of their respective captains and centurions, they forcibly endure the nausea to gather the corpses together, and then put away their weapons.
Xiang Qing sighed deeply, in this vast battlefield, there is a mountain of corpses, that are all rebels who died under the thundering sword, Xiang Qing doesn't know how many people he killed, only knows that in this war, tens of thousands of people have been buried here, and they will never see the sun rise tomorrow.
It was getting late, and the guards on the hill lit torches to illuminate the area, Xiang Qing, Wang Yue, Xiang Xu, Cao Ren, Cao Chun, and Yuan Shu, Sun Jian, all stood on one side, and opposite was the rebel leader who knelt on the ground, his hands were tied, and his neck was crossed with knives: Mei Gan.
Xiang Qing was supported by Liu Hu, Nan Xi stood next to him to help him treat his wounds, and he asked, "Mei Qian, do you know how many people died here today?" β
Mei Gan lowered his head, but he kept laughing, in such a solemn occasion, his smile seemed abrupt, a dying person, he could still laugh, it was enough to prove that he was not an ordinary person.
Wang Shu kicked on Mei Gan: "What are you laughing at!" The second master asked you something, and you raised the dog's head to speak. β
Mei Qian was kicked to the ground, and he couldn't get up after struggling twice, so he simply lay on the ground: "Hahaha, hahahaha, it's really funny, young man, do you know who died in your hands just now?" β
Xiang Qing raised his hand and gently pressed it on Nanxi's hand, signaling Nanxi and Liu Hu to let go of him, he walked to Mei Gan's side, forcibly dragged Mei Qian up with one hand, and looked directly into his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Xiang Qing asked coldly.
Mei Qian laughed again, laughing until tears came out, from laughing to crying, from joy to sorrow was very natural, he gritted his teeth and said: "Young man! Everyone who has just died at your hands is a hero who sacrificed his life for the people of the world! Not many people may remember their names, but they will go down in history, and you are the thieves who aided the abuse! It will be stinking for 10,000 years, so that everyone in the future will scold it! β
Yuan Shu couldn't bear it, he pulled out his sword and rushed up to kill Mei Gan on the spot: "You anti-thief still dare to make a big fuss, this will kill you, see you still laughing!" β
Yuan Shu raised his sword to kill, but was stopped by Cao Ren: "Wait, my second brother has something to say, and when my second brother finishes speaking, it's not too late to kill." β
With the relationship between Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, the families of the two of them also know each other, but Yuan Shu and Yuan Shao don't deal with each other, so Yuan Shao and Cao Cao don't play with Yuan Shu, Yuan Shu glanced at the two thousand black-armored cavalry, and could only snort coldly and retreated.
Xiang Qing's eyes were full of anger: "You also know that they are all heroes who can sacrifice their lives for the people!" Then I ask you! Why rebel! If it weren't for you, they would have lived happily, they had parents and brothers, wives and sons, and they died here, what do you do with their families! Do you think that if you kill the emperor, you will be able to make the people of the world live a good life! He's a dumb king, but not a tyrant! Although the days will be a little sad, but at least there is no heavy tax and servitude, and they can still live hard, why should you let them die! β
Mei Qian heard Xiang Qing's words, and laughed again: "It's really funny, young man, you are too naΓ―ve, you sons and brothers, singing and laughing in Luoyang every night, where do you know the suffering of the people, do you know what it is like to be hungry?" Heavy rain fell from the sky, the farmers did not harvest, all the people were waiting for the imperial court to release grain relief, those celebrities and doctors, only concerned about fighting for power and profit in the chaotic court, this disaster relief document was sent to Luoyang, that is, the mud cow into the sea without any news, not caring about the life and death of the victims, even if the relief of the grain was sent down, the officials of all sizes along the road were corrupt, to the disaster area, not even a grain of rice! β
"Do you know how it feels like your husband, your father, to be taken away by those evil slaves, just to build a naked pavilion for that faint king! There are bandits all over the world, has anyone taken care of them? The landlords forcibly seized the land, and the nobles robbed the people's daughters on the street, what is the use of the law of the Han Dynasty! What's the use of wanting this faint king! β
Mei Gan still wanted to say something, but saw that Emperor Han Ling had changed his clothes and rode a horse slowly up the hill, everyone shouted long live, the soldiers under the hill knelt together, only three people did not kneel, Xiang Qing did not kneel, did not kneel, Xiang Xu saw that Xiang Qing did not kneel, nor did he kneel, Mei Gan, a rebel leader, of course will not kneel.
Emperor Han Ling shouted coldly: "Kill him." β
Xiang Qing turned around and saw Emperor Han Ling, and immediately stood up and wanted to say something, but the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army behind him had already put away their swords, and Mei Gan's head fell to the ground.