Chapter 100: How Many Martial Venerables?
"Be careful. ”
At this moment, a voice came from his ears, and the golden-clothed young man saw a silver light up, and at the moment when the black-clothed people were about to move, a big knife pierced the space, and under the eyes of everyone, he slashed towards the direction of the golden-clothed young man.
"Take your life. After the young man explained their current situation, looking at the black-clothed people who were about to move, he took the lead in attacking, and the big knife in his hand was chopped out, and his body was like the wind, and he took the head of the young man above the white dragon horse.
"Is it worth it for a treacherous prince who doesn't know where he is and a princess who is destined to die?" said the golden-clothed young man as he stepped back, dodging the attack of the man who made the sword.
He looked at these deadly wolf riders in front of him, and asked with a sneer.
"Brothers, kill. And after the black uncle beside the Phoenix Princess saw that the young man had escaped the attack of the people on his side, he knew that the fighter plane was about to start, and regardless of the young man's voice in his ears, he shouted at his companions with a loud roar.
Uncle Hei is a powerhouse in the realm of the Martial King, and while he let out a loud shout, he didn't hesitate, he used the spiritual power in his body, poured it into the knife, and directly slashed out a knife several zhang long, splitting the four or five black-clothed people in front of the other party who had not had time to react in half.
"Kill. ”
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Listening to Uncle Hei's slogan and watching his movements, the rest of the armored men and wolf cavalry soldiers also moved, roared one after another, picked up the machete in their hands, and killed them in the direction where the enemy was.
"Sneak attack, this group of miscellaneous people!" Seeing the loss of his own side, the man in black also reacted quickly, only to see a black-clothed man beside the gold-clothed young man scolding angrily, and then raised a knife to meet it.
After someone took the lead, the whole crowd instantly stirred, and soon dozens of wolf riders fought with the black-clothed men who were besieging them.
"Kill!" The sound of killing on both sides rose to the sky, and the young man in gold snorted coldly when he saw this, stepped on the white horse, and quickly pulled back.
"Hmph. With a cold snort, the boy quickly retreated, and soon withdrew from the battlefield.
"Zheng..."
A note broke through the air and sounded, and the sound of the phoenix princess's piano rang for a long time, but when she saw the fighting, she looked grim, put the Jinse guqin in front of her, and pulled it out with her fingers, and the cultivation of the peak of the Martial King turned into a note that resounded, forming a killing forbidden area around her, and slashing the dozens of black-clothed people with lower cultivation around her.
However, although Princess Phoenix has cultivated to the realm of the Martial King, as the main target of the people in black, the people in black who are approaching her are also the most.
Fortunately, the Phoenix Princess is proficient in the martial art of music rhythm killing, which is suitable for group attacks, otherwise if she were someone else, it is estimated that she would have been unable to withstand it a long time ago, and she would have been killed in this pile.
"Ah Si, Dog Six, protect the princess. With a loud roar, Uncle Hei let the two wolf rider teammates whose realm was only a little weaker than him, and they were also big men who had reached the realm of the Martial King to protect the princess, and at the same time, the spiritual power on his body was agitated, and the breath of the Martial King was mixed with the fierceness of this soldier, and he slashed towards the crowd of black-clothed people one by one, looking like he was not afraid of life and death, and he was killing in all directions.
"It is worthy of an army that has been blushed by many strengths, a captain at the peak of the Martial King and two vice-captains at the level of the Martial King, with dozens of martial artists, can maintain a number of people with zero loss under the siege of so many people. The golden-clothed young man stepped over the white horse and retreated to a mountain in the distance, looking at the wolf-like army, which was harvesting life with almost every blow, and let out a sigh of admiration, and his performance was not as casual as when he faced them before.
"Young Master, this army is indeed extraordinary. Cultivation is higher than the average army, not to mention, with this combat method, every time a blow is struck, some of our people will fall, and they never resist head-on, because they all know that we plan to use the number of people to consume them, so every bit of their spiritual power is used extremely economically, and it seems that every bit of physical strength is reluctant to be wasted. Suddenly, a voice came into the young man's ears, and the young man looked back and saw a white-haired old man beside him at some point, and said to him.
"Grandpa An, why are you here. The young man looked at the visitor with some surprise and asked.
"Yes, the lord sent me to help you deal with the enemy. The white-haired old man said, and he said with a solemn expression: "Because the tricky boy is back." ”
"What? When did he come back?" the young man asked in surprise as if he had thought of something in the depths of his mind.
"Just now, the old man received the report of the spies, and the window of the palace in the Wugong Mansion was opened. After a pause, the white-haired old man continued: "This matter has already alarmed most of Jinling City, and almost everyone who should know knows it, that young man has already returned, so the master sent me to help you." ”
"But, Grandpa An, if you want to make a move, will people notice something?" The young man looked at the old man and said a little worriedly, he said: "Although those black-clothed people have been attacking, but the martial king-level characters have not made a move, Grandpa An can wait for a while, I believe they will not be able to hold it soon." ”
"Hundreds of martial artists, the corpses of martial artists, are enough to avoid suspicion. The white-haired old man glanced at the situation in the battlefield, listened to the young man's suggestion, hesitated for a moment and said, "Late will change." ”
Hundreds of corpses, they could have sent the top masters to directly attack and wipe out the Phoenix Princess, but just to avoid suspicion, they deliberately gathered nearly a thousand masters outside Jinling City and let them shoot.
Generally speaking, anyone who has cultivated to a martial artist or above can basically ensure that the family has no worries about food and clothing, but people have desires, and these nearly a thousand people are actually those people with a bad reputation within thousands of miles of Jinling City, and they were lured by the power of the young man.
Therefore, after killing the Phoenix Princess, even if someone finds out in the future, they will not set themselves on fire.
"Kill. In the distant battlefield, the sword light splashed everywhere, flying red across the sky, and the shouts were endless, Uncle Hei and the others kept waving the big knife in their hands, tirelessly, slashing at each other.
He tried his best to lead the crowd to slash in one direction, trying to carve out an exit, but although he was powerful, he couldn't parry the crowd! Every time he was about to fight out, there would always be a powerful force that smashed himself and the others back.
"Princess, when we get to the edge, you can break through with all your might, I know you have a way to get through the edge, leave us alone. Uncle Hei was repelled again, came to the Phoenix Princess, and whispered to her.
"No, Uncle Hei, if you want to go, we'll go together. At this time, the red armor on Princess Phoenix's body had been splashed with the blood of the enemy, and with a flick of her long string, she split the bodies of the four or five black-clothed people who surrounded her on the right, looked at Uncle Hei with a pale face, and said categorically.
"Princess. Uncle Hei shouted, as if he wanted to say something.
However, as soon as the words came out, they were resolutely interrupted by Princess Phoenix: "Uncle Hei, don't say it." ”
Uncle Hei grew up watching the Phoenix Princess since he was a child, knowing the temper of this princess, seeing her so resolute, he could only sigh helplessly, looking at the dense black-clothed people around him and feeling that this strength was not weaker than his own Martial King powerhouse who was hiding in popularity, Uncle Hei couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart.
He slashed back the black-clothed men besieging him with one blow, and glanced at his teammates around him with a gap, although because of the opponent's highest combat power, several martial arts powerhouses have been observing and not making a move, so that there have been no casualties on the side, but many of his subordinates have reached the verge of losing their strength, and many of them have been seriously injured, and it seems that they can't hold on for long.
He couldn't help but be ruthless in his heart, and shouted, "Formation." ”
At the sound of an order, the difference between the regular army and the irregular army was immediately apparent.
Just listening to Uncle Hei's drink, dozens of armored men immediately used all their strength to force back their opponents, quickly found a position corresponding to themselves in the confused crowd, and then urged the remaining spiritual power in their bodies, only to hear a bang, dozens of spiritual power is a few intertwined with each other.
"Boom. ”
Dozens of spiritual powers suddenly rioted, and in an instant, the dust rose, and before they could react, the black-clothed people were moved by several breaths comparable to Wuzun to descend, suppressing the audience, making them still want to do something, and immediately quieted down.
"Martial Zun, how many Martial Zun?" The golden-clothed young man who was watching all this from the mountain looked at this scene in disbelief, and suddenly shouted.
"What's going on, why did you suddenly break through to Wuzun?"
And the black-clothed man in the siege, feeling the sudden aura of several martial arts, also stopped his movements in a panic and saw it everywhere.
The ninth order breaks the life and deworms,
Wu Linzun is as powerful as a dragon.
Emperor Qihuang hated the sky and was arrogant,
The sacred line has been empty since ancient times.
This is a poem that has been handed down from ancient times on the mainland.
It is said that several major repairs of martial arts are the most difficult levels in the realm, but once they are broken, there will be earth-shaking changes.
And Wuzun, as the name suggests, is to respect personal force when it comes to this realm, because once a martial artist breaks through to Wuzun, his speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth will increase significantly, so that he can be more suitable for protracted battles.
The Nine Orders and Three Realms of Martial Arts are the foundation of martial arts, and the first is to cultivate internal strength. After the ninth order, after entering the martial artist, the internal strength in the body will change, and the direction of his cultivation will also be changed to start cultivating the aura of heaven and earth.
And from the martial artist to the martial king, these stages are also cultivating and consolidating the spiritual power in the body.
However, when it comes to the beginning of Wuzun, it is different.
Among the nine realms in cultivation, there are several levels that are particularly difficult to break through, and every breakthrough in these levels is a watershed, and the Martial King to Wuzun is the second watershed of the nine realms.
The first watershed is to break through the martial arts, complete the transformation of internal strength and aura, wash away the mundane, and ascend to the martial arts.
Therefore, Wuwang to Wuzun is also a qualitative breakthrough.
"What's the matter, there are so many martial artists here?" Looking at the moment when the dozens of wolf riders under the leadership of Uncle Hei successfully set up the formation, feeling the martial arts aura of making up for the battlefield, a man in black besieging them looked at them hesitantly and asked in surprise.
He looked at Uncle Hei and the others, thinking that if he really broke through so many people at the same time to become a martial artist, then this task would not be something they could complete.