Chapter 112: Blood and rain are full of Chang'an

Let's say that outside the prison, in the chaotic army, two figures are fighting fiercely, it is Li Jiancheng and Wei Shanren. One of them was holding a soft sword with a snake ring around his fingers, and the other was holding a dark blue floating ghost sword. It was hard to fight in the midst of that chaotic army. Wei Shanren relied on his soft sword to be flexible and changeable, and bullied Li Jiancheng for missing an arm, so every time he made a move, he always hit him on the left shoulder. Although Li Jiancheng was holding a floating sword, which was extremely sharp, Wei Shanren never confronted him head-on, and from time to time he hid in the chaos and suddenly killed from time to time. Obviously, all swordsmanship moves can be crushed, but they can't always be subdued. Li Jiancheng was angry in his heart, seeing that the soldiers around him were getting more and more around, and he knew that if he didn't make a killing move, when the rest of the soldiers arrived, he wouldn't want to kill Wei Shanren. Thinking like this, he couldn't help but accept his sword moves, and let the surrounding troops press forward to surround him.

"What? Tired? In the crowd, Wei Shanren's voice sounded in all directions like a ghost. Back then, you were a terrifying sword in your hand, and you came and went freely in the 10,000-strong formation. Why are you trapped here today with only a few thousand people? Wei Shanren moved quickly in the crowd and sneered: "I have good intentions in setting up this game for you." Now you're so embarrassed, waiting for the remaining 2,000 or so to come, what will you do when I see it. ”

"You can't wait for that time." Li Jiancheng crossed the floating sword in front of him, closed his eyes, and recited an unknown trick in his mouth, and instantly saw that the floating sword was fluorescent, and all the torches around it were also illuminated blue.

"The horizontal sword and the nine ghosts summon the dead bones, and enter the Yin Si alone to kill Yama." Li Jiancheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the pair of pupils turned blue, and the floating sword roared violently, like thousands of unjust souls roaring, he roared angrily, and a strong wind instantly stirred up around his body, knocking back the generals who were close around him at once. "Although I have no grievances with you, I really have no choice but to do so."

"What does this guy want to do?" In the midst of the chaos, Wei Shanren, who was moving rapidly, saw that Li Jiancheng suddenly stopped his sword moves, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and was about to command the generals to step forward to take him down, but suddenly heard a miserable cry from the military center. Wei Shanren was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly stopped, holding the sword in his hand, who expected that as soon as he stopped, he saw two foreign objects in the sky fall in front of him with a thud, and it turned out to be a military general who was cut off by the waist.

Wei Shanren already knew that the Fuying Sword was abnormally sharp, and he fought with Li Jiancheng again, and saw that he had split a military general in half, so he did not panic at this time. Just as he was about to open his mouth to instruct the crossbowman to release the arrows, the screams rang out one after another. Wei Shanren was in the crowd close to the periphery at this time, he looked up at the air, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see that in the middle of the air, there were dozens of broken corpses all at once, with severed limbs dancing around, and viscera flying together. Facing the moonlight, against the fluorescent, it looks very terrifying, and the number is still increasing. Wei Shanren looked carefully, and then he realized that it was actually the generals in the center of the chaotic army who were struck into the air by Li Jiancheng with a floating sword qi.

The blood was dripping, the heavens and the earth changed color, and this land turned into a Shura battlefield in an instant. The stumps in the sky kept falling, mixed with the viscera and intestines, and the flesh and blood fell blurrily, and in the center of the crowd, Li Jiancheng seemed to have become the messenger of the underworld, and the floating sword swung out, not only the flesh and blood pointed by the blade of the sword, but even the generals who were far away on both sides were injured by the cold breath, and fell to the ground.

"Stop him! Stop him! At this time, Wei Shanren's gray robe had been dyed red by the blood, but he was still waving his long sword and roaring, even so, the generals still couldn't stop it, and fell under the floating sword one by one, allowing the corpse to be shattered by the sword qi, raised, and falling. Li Jiancheng, who was surrounded in the army at first, was like a bloodthirsty shark rushing into a school of fish. Everywhere he went, the sword was broken, and when the cold sword was waved, the blood was stained with frost. The screams of the waves came and went, but gradually calmed down, and the stumps and severed arms flying in the sky gradually decreased. When Li Jiancheng collected the Floating Sword, as far as the eye could see, except for Wei Shanren, who was shocked, he couldn't see it even if he was a living person. The branches, walls, and ditches were covered with piles of broken corpses, brown trunks, mottled white walls, and all that could be seen at this time was the color of blood. The streets were littered with corpses, and there was no place to stay, and if you took two steps, you would step on a few broken limbs. The smell of blood filled the air, and the torches had long since been extinguished, and the misery was reflected in the moonlight, which was even more terrifying.

"You" Wei Shanren trembled all over, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground with a clatter, he didn't expect Li Jiancheng to escape from the Xuanwu Gate and have such skills, and it was the first time he had seen such a terrifying scene. "I, I" He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what to say. The blood-colored figure was now standing with its back to the corpse dozens of paces away, like a demon looking for a living mouth, ready to replenish the deadly prey with a deadly sword.

The blood shadow suddenly turned around, Wei Shanren couldn't help but tremble violently, only to see Li Jiancheng turn his head to look at him, the dark blue heavy pupils in his eyes were cold to the bone marrow, and the floating sword in his hand was shining, and it seemed that there were millions of ghost pawns behind him. When Li Jiancheng saw Wei Shanren, he suddenly took a step forward, followed by the second step, and the third step, which had already come to Wei Shanren in a short time.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince" Wei Shanren trembled all over, unable to speak, watching Li Jiancheng approach, wanting to escape, but his body turned out to be unwilling to obey the call and could not move.

Li Jiancheng came to Wei Shanren to collect his sword, and looked at Wei Shanren speechless for a long time. But he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the crown on Wei Shanren's head, and just mentioned it, he actually lifted Wei Shanren's head, but the body was still standing in place, it turned out that Wei Shanren had already been slashed by Li Jiancheng's fast sword in the chaos just now, just because the floating sword was too sharp, and Wei Shanren was extremely afraid of something, and he didn't know the cold air of this floating sword. He only thought that he couldn't move because he was afraid, who knew that he had already separated his body and head and couldn't control it.

"I said it." Li Jiancheng looked at Wei Shanren's head in his hand and said, "There is no place for a person like you in history. As he said this, he threw the head into the sky vigorously, and pulled out the floating sword with his backhand, urging out thousands of sword qi and chopping Wei Shanren's head into powder in the air. Then there was another burst of fast swords, and with a click, the sword was put into its sheath, and the corpse that had been standing instantly shattered and turned into a puddle of minced meat.

(End of chapter)