Chapter 255

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ā€

The sound of neat footsteps sounded in the mountains, and the iron armor that only Korea had made a sonorous sound on the bodies of Korean soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the center of the team, Ji Wuye rode on a horse, with a bit of danger in his tiger eyes.

Tonight, it's time to kill those rats......

"Whew!"

A wolf howl suddenly sounded from the surrounding woods, and then, a pair of oily green, oozing bloodthirsty wolf eyes appeared in the gap between the trees.

"Huh?"

Ji Wuye frowned, he didn't like this feeling of being secretly targeted.

"General, presumably, this should be the blue wolf king in the quicksand." The figure of the ink crow suddenly appeared beside Ji Wuye. Between the corners of his mouth, there is a hint of a smile.

"Go get rid of him!" Ji Wuye grinned slightly, and said with a hideous face.

"Yes!"

The crow's body flashed, leaving only a few inky feathers.

"Are you really going to do that?"

When the figure of the ink crow reappeared, there was already a handsome man dressed in white standing beside him.

"This is the only chance for the birds to come out of the cage, are you willing to let it go?" Mo Crow did not answer Bai Feng directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Birds that have lost their freedom, of course, can't fly high......" Bai Feng looked at the hundred birds that had been assembled and muttered softly. It's like answering the ink crow, but it's also like self-enlightenment.

"The general has an order, at all costs, to get rid of the enemy in the woods!" Mo Crow took two steps forward slightly, and said to the dozens of hundred bird members below.

The birds, who knelt on one knee, did not respond with words, but just waved their hands.

"Scatter!"

With the order of the ink crow, in the blink of an eye, all the members of the hundred birds dispersed. Speed is the first essence of a bird, and it can also be said to be instinct.

"Woo......"

In the woods, it didn't seem to be long before the wolves whimpered. Then, however, what was urgent was the sound of the corpse falling to the ground and the blades clashing.

A blood-colored shadow shuttled back and forth between the dim trees. Occasionally, a pair of blood-red eyes can be seen between the gaps in the trees.

The sound in the woods, Ji Wuye naturally heard it. It's just that Ji Wuye doesn't care about this.

Men? That's what it's used to face death......

The large army, which had not been affected, continued to advance in the direction of the mountainside with neat steps. It was as if the woods, which were devouring life, would not threaten them in the slightest.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the army, which was marching steadily, stopped without warning.

Ji Wuye, who was sitting on the horse, squinted his eyes slightly, and under the faint moonlight, a man with long hair, holding a sword, stood on the top of the mountain, looking at him coldly.

"Humph!"

Ji Wuye snorted coldly, revealing a slightly unhappy expression. However, there was a hint of bloodlust and smugness in his eyes.

"Tonight, I want to see how the anger of the people of the Zongheng family makes the princes afraid!"

"Step! Trample! Trample! ā€

Dense footsteps suddenly sounded, and under the command of the captains of the Korean army, the original marching lineup was immediately adjusted to the lineup to meet the enemy.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Dense arrows, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, roared towards Wei Zhuang in the distance.

However, in the face of the arrows coming from this shop, the still standing Wei Zhuang did not seem to have any intention of dodging.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ā€

In the dead woods, there was a loud noise. Not an explosion, but more like the sound of something breaking through the earth.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ā€

The sharp arrows finally arrived in the sky above Weizhuang.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ā€

One arrow after another, they pierced into an ancient tree that suddenly appeared. It directly sank into the place where the arrow feathers, but it was not able to shoot through the ancient tree after all.

"Qimen Dunjia?"

Ji Wuye was slightly shocked in his heart, he really didn't expect Wei Zhuang to actually have the technique of Qimen Dunjia.

Vertical and horizontal, that superb swordsmanship, will always involuntarily cover up other lights.

"Dang!"

A soft sound sounded in Ji Wuye's ears, and the black figure of the ink crow appeared behind Ji Wuye. A dagger glowing with cold light was blocked by Ji Wuye's heavy sword.

"Is that your loyalty to me?" Ji Wuye glanced slightly, looked at the ink crow in the air, and said.

"Isn't loyalty just for betrayal?" The ink crow narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a slight smile.

"Whoosh!"

A few white feathers, at an indescribable speed, shot straight towards Ji Wuye almost without dead ends.

"Humph!" Ji Wuye snorted coldly again, his palm slightly forced.

A neighing sounded, and Ji Wuye decisively turned over and dismounted, using the horse as a shield.

The white feathers pierced the horse's body and dyed it bloody. However, at the same time, he also lost his original speed and was blocked by Ji Wuye one by one.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ā€

Trees are changing faster and faster. Wei Zhuang held a shark tooth in his hand, and his figure flickered back and forth among the somewhat panicked soldiers. Human heads also keep flying.

One by one, the captains who commanded the soldiers were ruthlessly harvested by Wei Zhuang. With the help of Qimen Dunjia and his hidden figure, after doing this, Wei Zhuang didn't even spend much effort.

"Step!"

The sound of light footsteps sounded slightly, and Wei Zhuang slowly landed not far from Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye looked at the three people who were faintly surrounding him, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Most of the surrounding soldiers have been divided by trees. The rest were killed by the feathers of the crow and the white phoenix.

"Ji Wuye, this is your burial place!" There was a hint of relief in Mo Crow's tone. The beautiful eyes are slightly bent.

"Is it up to you?" Ji Wuye's eyes were a little solemn, but his mouth was not inferior at all.

"It's not our ...... who wants your life," Mo Crow closed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.

"It's me!" Wei Zhuang's figure, in the blink of an eye, came to Ji Wuye's eyes.

"Dang!"

Between the heavy sword and the shark teeth, there was a slight spark. The sharp tip of the shark tooth slammed against the blade of Ji Wuye's heavy sword.

Ji Wuye gritted his teeth, feeling the power of the heavy sword, and the sense of foreboding in his heart suddenly rose.

"Over the past few years, I have been getting stronger all the time. No one can walk ahead of me anymore! If there is, then I will cut them off one by one! ā€

Wei Zhuang's words were more like talking to himself. His expression was calm, but there was a chill in his eyes. A few years ago, the strong figure that made him a little suffocated resurfaced in his eyes.

"Click!"

With a soft sound, Ji Wuye's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils shrank to the extreme.

The yellow sword light flashed, and a head sprayed with blood flew high.