Chapter 67: A Knife Stream
"Bang, bang!!" the sound of the sword kept ringing.
The sword aura was like a rainbow, cold as frost, and with the flickering of the sword light, it emitted a dazzling white light under the reflection of the sun, turning into a little cold light and facing the masked man.
As soon as they made contact, their bodies flew up, their swords pierced through the sky, and one by one the green-shirted masked knights let out screams one after another, and fell under everyone's swords.
Although there are many masked and green-shirted knights, they are basically all people who are familiar with fists and feet, compared to the people of the Huashan faction, they are far behind, and in less than a cup of tea, hundreds of knights have fallen more than 30 people.
Gao Genming's pair of fists were like urging Yama, and he emptied all the masked people around him with one fist, and a pair of fists blasted out, like a flash of thunder, and even people and horses flew out upside down, either seriously injured or dead, spitting blood from his mouth and shattering his chest.
Compared with Gao Genming, Luo Yingbai is not bad at all, the Great Demon Fist is already known for its great strength and heaviness, not to mention that he has broken through the top realm, and with one punch, the strength is calm, the wind is wanton, and with the roar, blood is everywhere, and flesh and blood are flying.
Falling on the bodies of the two of them, they looked hideous and abnormal, like a demon king walking from the Nine Hells.
Liang Fa and Shi Daizi still cooperated with each other, the front and back two knives and then in the hands of the two of them, flashing with a cold light, stepping on a mysterious step, the knife slashed through the oncoming masked knight, before they could react, they were split in half by the two people and horses, the knife saw blood, like a strong wind passing through, not an inch of grass was born, and more than a dozen people died under the knife of the two.
Tao Jun and Shu Qi were passed by the night wind to the breeze nine swords, the sword light is like a rainbow, the body is like a breeze, blowing by, the two of them are surrounded by bandits, they seem to be swimming with fish, fluttering and sprinkling, it seems to be extremely elegant, the breeze nine swords are displayed without a trace of fireworks, people have not seen it, the sword breaks through the sky, and crosses in the air, there are bandits who die, with the mysterious pace under their feet, like a gust of breeze blowing, in the blink of an eye, dozens of bandits were stabbed in the throat and died.
Although Lu Dayou is already a master of advancing to the top realm, compared to light skills, his martial arts skills are the worst, but he only harvests the lives of bandits with Huashan's deadly serial sword, the sword is like a rainbow, shining with dazzling cold light, like dancing in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding bandits are emptied.
The masked man in the green shirt who was in the lead looked at his subordinates dying like mowing grass, and suddenly felt extremely angry in his heart, and turned his head to look at one of the short masked men and said angrily: "This is what you call not to be afraid? This is what you call a first-class master, I grass! Lao Tzu's soldiers are fighting the barbarians of Liaodong, not for them to die in vain!"
"The general also asks to calm his anger," the short masked man immediately comforted, and said, his eyes swept over the battlefield, and his heart was also shocked, what kind of inheritance did this Huashan faction get, why are these disciples so powerful, but he said: "General, although they are strong in martial arts, can they still be higher than the army? Besides, this time you promised the prince to kill all the disciples of Huashan, if you go back like this, aren't you afraid that the prince will blame you?"
"Blame, why blame Lao Tzu, your intelligence is wrong, how can you blame Lao Tzu, besides, Lao Tzu and the prince are cooperative relations, not his lackeys, and they want Lao Tzu's army to die in vain, and there is no door!" The leading masked man suddenly said angrily, his eyes wide open at the short masked man, flashing with flames soaring into the sky.
"General, you have to know how much the prince has paid for this operation, if you can't complete the prince's orders, then the position of the general army of Datong must be of interest!" The short masked man looked at the general opposite, and said lightly, his tone full of threat.
"I'm grass!" The masked general couldn't help but scold angrily, but knew that if he didn't listen, his losses would be greater, and he turned his head to look at his subordinates who were still dying, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a drop of blood, after all, this was the most elite army under his command, thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting: "Set up the formation, set up the formation for Lao Tzu." ”
Originally, he came with the elite on this trip with the intention of killing all these Huashan disciples, but he was afraid of the reputation of the night wind in the rivers and lakes and in the Shilin, so he chose to mask and gave up the formation of the army with the intention of piling them to death, but now it seems that it will not work at all.
Seeing his subordinates dying one after another, he no longer cared whether he was exposed or not, so he had to launch a military formation to fight them.
The remaining masked people, hearing the general's order, immediately stopped, gathered together, the formation unfolded, and suddenly an iron-blooded momentum emanated from the formation, and cooperated to press towards the Huashan disciples.
The formation of the army is mainly based on cooperation, one main attack and one main defense, just in such a moment, it suddenly made several people in Huashan feel a burst of pressure, although it is far worse than Huashan's Tiangang Beidou Great Array, but it should not be underestimated.
Night Wind looked at all this calmly, his eyes suddenly emitted a burst of cold light, sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, these should be the people sent by King Ning, although the lineup has weakened compared to Huashan's attack, but the danger is greater, after all, the army is different from the masters on the rivers and lakes.
Seeing that although the junior disciples were still in a state of strength, their steps were a little messy, he knew that he should make a move next, otherwise if he put the junior disciples in danger, it would not be what he wanted to see.
At this time, Li Yun and Ling Hu Chong, who were on the side, were different, for Li Yun, today's scene could be described as shocking, at first he watched the disciples of the Huashan faction slaughter the masked people in a posture like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, his heart was extremely happy, after all, as a subsidiary force of the Huashan faction, the more powerful the disciples of the Huashan faction are, the more powerful the Fuwei Dart Bureau can certainly rise.
But then under the shouting of the leading masked man, Li Yun sneered slightly in his heart, he didn't think that these masked people could still turn the sky, but then seeing the change in the formation of the masked people, he was shocked, and couldn't help shouting: "This is the military formation, they are actually people in the army!"
Ling Hu Chong also frowned slightly when he heard this, without the laziness just now, his eyes couldn't help but tighten, for the army's attack, to be honest, he was still quite shocked, after all, as a Jianghu person, he rarely had contact with the army, but now it seems that he has to make a move, thinking, turned his head to Li Yun and said: "You stay here, don't move, otherwise you will be responsible for the damage." ”
After speaking, the figure flashed, thinking that the juniors and disciples rushed over, the long sword brush in their hands, brush, brush, one after another amazing sword light appeared out of thin air, stabbed out at an unthinkable angle, and killed the masked people who were still in the formation of the impact one by one, as fast as lightning, some soldiers in the army were pierced through the throat and died before they even saw the shadow of the sword, and let out bursts of screams covering their throats and falling to the ground to die.
At this time, Ling Hu Chong was like a lonely peerless swordsman, a sword stabbed out, all the soldiers could not block his sword, no matter how he cooperated, he would be pierced through the throat by the long sword from an incredible angle and died.
The originally tight formation was suddenly disrupted by Ling Hu Chong alone, and in an instant, Tao Jun and the others suddenly felt a light pressure, and immediately did not dare to slack off, and attacked with all their strength, killing the soldiers around them one by one.
In an instant, the scene returned to the original scene of the massacre, looking at all this, the masked general couldn't help but shudder, and at this moment, there were less than a hundred elite soldiers left.
"If you don't make a move, if you don't make a move, Lao Tzu's army will be over!"
The masked general suddenly shouted angrily at the short masked man beside him.
"The general is not impatient, it's not that I don't want to make a move, but you see!" he said, the dwarf masked man pointing to the Night Wind Channel.
Looking at the fingers of the short masked man, he saw the night wind walking towards them with a cold face, and before he got closer, he felt a pressure falling from the sky, and even the man and the horse took a few steps back and couldn't help but say, "How is it possible?
At this time, the short masked man did not answer, but just looked at the night wind with a solemn expression, looking at his cold gaze, his heart tightened slightly, he didn't know if it was right for the prince to offend such a terrifying person, but since the prince had made a decision, he could only comply.
The figure flashed, dismounted, looked at the oncoming night wind with a look on his face, and a sword intent rushed into the sky, tearing the sword intent of the night wind apart in an instant, and the pressure of the mountain disappeared suddenly.
"Bang Bang!"
Night Wind clapped his palms and walked over slowly, his eyes staring at the short masked man: "I didn't expect to meet a Japanese person who has comprehended the sword intent here?"
The dwarf masked man's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked at the night wind with his eyes and said: "The night hero is really well-informed? He can even know that he is a Japanese tribe below!
Before he could raise his head, a brilliant sword light instantly cut through the space and slashed straight towards the night wind, and the cold cold light with a strong knife intent was like a lightning bolt slashing towards the night wind.
"Hahahaha! Ye knew that the Japanese people were unreliable!" Night Wind laughed, and a sword light instantly appeared out of thin air, and went straight up with sword intent.
"When!when!when!"
With the clash of swords, a gust of wind suddenly dispersed along the middle towards the surroundings.
The masked general was swept away by the aftermath of the sword, and flew towards the ground like a kite with a broken string, flying straight three feet away, before falling heavily to the ground, and the internal organs in his body churned for a while, and he couldn't help but spurt blood from his mouth, and struggled to stand up.
And the war horse under the seat had already been divided by the sword qi and sword qi of the two of them.
The sword light flickered, with a dazzling cold light like a dragon going out to sea, and as soon as the sword intent came out, it floated like a fairy, stabbing straight towards Koizumi Saburo's throat, and there seemed to be no smoke and fire between the shots.
Koizumi Saburo was suddenly startled, his body was like an ape, and he drew his knife, with a ruthless death intent in the sword, like a lightning bolt in the air, and once again greeted the long sword.
In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two were suddenly intertwined, like two tornadoes swept by, and everything that was close to them, whether it was people or animals, died one after another under the sword intent of the two.
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