Chapter 30: The Sword Cracks the Armor

Chapter 30: The Sword Cracks the Armor

"Why, you don't want to die?" said the Immortal Cultivator snorted. Although these four people are obedient and violent, they can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, not afraid of life and death, the so-called each is his master, what if they let them go.

"Thank you for not killing!" the four brothers were stunned for a moment, and then thanked them. Hundreds of black iron soldiers behind him cried with joy, all of them were grateful to Dade, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, looking like a soft egg, and they were unhappy to see the meditation for a while.

"Let's go!" The four of them looked around Dazhai, and finally with a wave of their hand, they slowly walked towards the Black Wind Village with the remnants.

"Qinglong Village!" As soon as the four brothers of the Tie family disappeared from view, the meditation cultivator coldly ordered. Qinglong Village is an important stronghold second only to Heifeng Village, with a lot of people and horses, and abundant materials.

"Yes!" the Purple Blood Guard replied in unison, and then everything that should be taken away was taken away with a storage bracelet, and the rest were all cleaned up with a fire, Sanguang Policy!

Meditation and Dai Qisi rode the fourth-order purple electric leopard 'Huahua' together, and the purple-blooded guard behind them rushed towards the next target, rolling up billowing smoke and dust. This time they didn't choose the mountain forest again because they had to make a surprise attack in an extremely fast time, after all, the remnants of the Black Wind Village had already been released, and if it was slow, the Iron Slaughter would definitely be on guard. This assault was not only to show the strength of the Purple Blood Guard, but also to consume the strength and resources of the Black Iron City, so that they could fight with peace of mind in the near future.

The strength of Qinglong Village is equivalent to that of Black Wind Village, but there is no dangerous geographical barrier, and it is guarded by a master in the early stage of the Netherworld, known as the town of three thousand Han Wei, good at using spears, and it is good to be a person.

Bang Bang!

Han Wei's spear was retracted and picked up, like a coiled dragon rushing out, accompanied by a burst of dragon groans, the spear head that flew at high speed rushed away the long knife in the hand of the cultivator.

"Good marksmanship!" "Good marksmanship!" Shen Xiu praised loudly, and the nose knife did not stop, and when he jumped up, thousands of knives were cut, and the nose blood shadow!

Whoa...

The sharp sword shot mercilessly, as if it had a spirit, and pierced directly into Han Wei's vital body.

"Three thousand spears!" Han Wei's face changed, the muscles of his double walls bulged, and the abrupt green tendons were like wriggling snakes, carrying infinite strength and poking out the spear.

Snort...

At this moment, it seemed that a golden crow had appeared, and the dazzling golden light directly broke through the gushing sword rays, and only a very small part of the thousands of sword qi fell on him, but it was only a minor injury.

"It's a bit of a doorway, eat me again!" "The meditation cultivator rose up, licked his lips, and his eyes were full of war intent.

"Huhu..." Han Wei seemed to be consumed a lot, his mouth was full of breath, and the rhythm of the whole battle was a little chaotic.

Bang Bang!

Meditation Cultivation stepped on the wind and walked quickly, appearing on Han Wei's left side like a ghost, raising his hand to wave and pick. Although Han Wei was a little weak, he didn't want to be defeated, the spear turned in his hand, and the whole person was already a regressive probing spear, and the Ah Nose Knife struck hard, even the air emitted faint ripples, and the humming sound went straight to the depths of people's hearts.

"Death!" "Death!" Meditation Cultivation controlled his upside-down body, and with a kick of his feet, the whole person was like an arrow off the string, slamming towards Han Wei.

Bang la blah.

The blood light lit up, dazzling and demonic.

"If you want to kill me, leave something behind!" Han Wei roared angrily in the sky, his eyes turned red, and his muscular arms held spears for a while, and the golden soul power and ripples spread.

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard.

As soon as the meditation passed, Han Wei was stunned on the spot, and the bursting qi wave drowned him out.

"I respect your marksmanship, let you go. The cultivator said lightly without looking back, and then waved his hand to lead the people to leave. Qinglongzhai, the second largest stronghold in Black Iron City, no longer exists......

"Meditation, you can kill me..."Han Wei, who was lying on the ground, stood up and smiled bitterly, looking at the wound on his chest, the injury was serious, but it was not fatal. Meditation could have sliced off his head with one slash, and this was a deliberate attempt to spare his life.

"Thanks to your favor, Dazhai was destroyed, and I won't go back to Black Iron City anymore, alas, ......" Han Wei sighed, and then slowly turned his back to Black Iron City.

That night, the 'Meihong Village', known as the third stronghold of the Black Iron City, was destroyed. The owner of the village 'Sun Cup', who had the strength of the peak of the Void Immortal, was killed by the Immortal Cultivator with a knife, and then the five hundred purple blood guards killed the Meihong Village. This is the first slaughter order under the meditation practice, because Meihongzhai has slaughtered five villages with hundreds of people in a row before, from Sun Gu to soldiers, they are actually cooking human flesh and hearts!

The Purple Blood Guard, who acted like the wind, had already pulled out seven villages on the third day, namely Heifeng Village, Qinglong Village, Meihong Village, Wolf Blood Village, Xiong Roaring Village, Dragon Village, and Suwu Village.

"All the Purple Blood Guards obeyed the order and withdrew from the mountains and forests to the Demon Wolf Mountain. Meditation waved his hand and ordered.

Standing in front of the Sword Flame Village, he actually had a sense of danger. After three days, Black Iron City must have taken precautions, and this seemingly weak Sword Flame Village may be a big pit waiting for the meditation cultivators and others to jump.

"Yes!" Purple Blood Guard saw that the face of the meditation cultivator was solemn, and he was all executed.

Whoa...

The five hundred purple-blooded guards began to retreat in an orderly manner.

"Hmm, the old man has already contracted his soul power to the minimum, and this kid can actually feel the danger, which is really keen. Inside the gate, an old man with white hair was kneeling cross-legged in the corner, his face full of wrinkles and a tattered linen dress made him look ordinary like a beggar. But the sharp sword that exuded a scorching aura and the deep and ferocious eyes showed that he was very human!

"What's wrong?" asked Daisy in Meditation's arms.

Meditation kept staring at the Sword Flame Village, squinting and saying, "I feel in danger..."

"Let's go!" said the cultivator resolutely.

"Haha, since you're here, let's stay!" The wild and old voice came, as if it was sandwiched with sound waves, hitting people's hearts.

Buzz...

Everyone, including meditation, is a meal.

"What's going on?!" Meditation Cultivation was shocked, and he couldn't think much about it at the critical moment, the blood soul and ice spirit came out together, and two powerful forces instantly woke him up.

Bang la blah

A dirty white-haired old man jumped out of the village, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, slashing out a sword that was tens of meters long, and flew directly into the stunned purple blood guard......

"Be careful!" The Immortal Cultivator looked at it tightly, the Netherworld Peak, it was definitely the Netherworld Peak! This old man's sword at will actually had the power of Jiang Ping's Void Thirty-six Swords, which was extremely terrifying.

Puff puff...

Everywhere the sword flashed, one by one the purple-blooded guards spurted blood and flew upside down, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

"I'll stop him, quickly lead the purple blood guard to retreat!" Immortal Xiu shouted at Dai Qisi, and the three doors of Luohan's golden body were fully opened, and he rose to the sky with a nose knife in his hand.

"Well, it's not dead?" the old man muttered, frowning. The armor of the Purple Blood Guard that was hit earlier was almost broken, and the person was seriously injured and did not wake up, but he was indeed not dead.

"Oh, how dare you confront me?" the old man's eyes flashed with disdain, and he grinned, his withered skin stacked into thousands of furrows.

Tear pull

With a wave of his right hand, a sword qi flew towards the Meditation Cultivator.

"Break!" the meditation cultivator roared, and the power of ice spirit contained in the spine of the ice ape was triggered, converging along the meridians around the body to the right arm, and in an instant, the nose knife became a giant war knife made of ice crystals.

The pale blue cold air filled the air, and the huge ice blade cut out a crescent moon chill.

Rumble!

The vigor is flying, and the knife is evenly matched.

"Huh, this cold air..."The old man frowned, he felt the horror of the ice spirit.

"It's not over yet!" The Meditation Cultivator struck quickly, and the huge ice blade in his hand slashed fiercely, and the incomparably sharp cold qi blade flew straight towards the old man.

"Open!" The old man frowned slightly, and the three-foot Qingfeng held in his right hand suddenly became brilliant and dazzling, and the golden flames were swallowing, and even the air became ups and downs, which seemed very illusory.

Tear and pull!

The scorching sword qi swept through the air, unstoppable.

Bang...

The two castes of extreme cold and heat collided suddenly, leaving only the air waves that were wandering in the sky and at a loss, and both of them flew away upside down.

"Force me back?" the old man stood with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, holding his sword under the wall of the wall.

"I won't play with you anymore. Stygian licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned. The speed of the purple electric leopard is so fast, in just a short time of battle, Dai Qisi has already fled from all directions with the purple blood guard.

After speaking, the meditation turned into an afterimage and quickly fled.

The old man's eyes were full of anger, and he chased after him with his sword, shouting, "Where can the thief escape!"

"Hmph, compare speed with me?" Meditation Xiu turned his head, sneered disdainfully, and the wind under his feet soared, and his speed soared several times, directly turning into a black shadow of the wind.

"So fast!" The old man was startled, the distance that had existed was quickly widened, and he had to watch the meditation cultivator flee under his eyelids.

"Old beggar, the next fight will be when you live and die, hahahaha...!"

The arrogant voice of meditation came, and it reverberated in the three forests for a long time.

"Damn!" the old man had to scold angrily, and the task assigned by the city lord failed.

The meditation cultivator did not stop, and while escaping, he used the communication jade plate to contact Dai Qisi, and in less than half an hour, they met in the Wanga Mountain Range, dozens of miles east of the Judge City.

"Great King!" the Purple Blood Guards shouted respectfully.

"Are you alright?" Dai Qisi was most anxious and hurriedly asked.

Meditation smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"If that old man hurts you, I'll definitely tear him apart!" A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Dai Qisi's eyes, and she was shocked to see the cultivators.

"I'm fine, he can't hurt me. Shen Xiu smiled lightly, "Okay, let's go back, there is no need to continue this operation." ”

"Yes!"

The Purple Blood Guard bowed down to answer the order.

Five hundred purple blood guards rolled up a puff of smoke and dust, and rushed towards the Demon Wolf Mountain of Red Iron City.

Inside the main hall of the Black Iron City Lord's Mansion.

At the top of the gorgeous throne, which was as black as ink, sat Iron Slaughter, wearing a god-killing iron armor and a metal mask, and below was a beggar-like old man.

"Shu Jian, with the strength of your Netherworld Peak, this operation has not achieved the slightest, you have disappointed me too much. Iron Slaughter's gloomy voice came.

The old man's body trembled slightly, and then he arched his hand and said, "Returning to the city lord, the true strength of this underworld cultivation is already very close to the peak of the Netherworld, originally I had the confidence to suppress him, but who would have thought that he could actually use the cold ice surname, which is just comparable to my Xuanjin Flame Sword, and he has an extremely powerful body technique, and the speed is too fast, which made him escape." ”

"Approaching the peak of the Netherworld?Cold Ice is a surname?powerful body technique?extremely fast?!" Iron Madness Tu muttered softly. In a short period of time, he has grown into this. It seems that we can't wait any longer..."Iron Maniac Tu said coldly.

"What are the city lord's plans?" Shu Jian asked.

"You'll know when the time comes. Okay, let's go down. "Iron slaughter, stop and let Shu Jian go down.

"Yes, Shu Jian will definitely not live up to the city lord's expectations next time!" the old man arched his hand. "By the way, there is one thing that my subordinates have to report to the city lord, the dark beast cavalry of the meditation is all third-order purple electric leopards, the strength of the warriors is not bad, and each of them is equipped with a set of tough armor that wraps the whole body, if it is put on the battlefield, it is definitely a meat grinder, and our army is difficult to beat!"

"Got it, you step back first. Iron Madness's eyes narrowed, but his voice was flat.

When Shu Jian retreated, a silver-haired man in white clothes walked out of the apse.

"Brother Slaughter, are you finally going to start?" The man's face is handsome, and his smile gives people infinite affinity, but those silver eyes are very domineering.

"Haha, Brother Sword Overlord, your injuries are fine, of course we have to strike. Iron Madness Tu laughed, although he couldn't see his expression, but he could naturally experience the hint of flattery.

"I'm just waiting for this day!" Sword Ba clenched his fists, his narrowed eyes revealing hatred and ferocity.

(Friends, I haven't written for a while because I'm lazy, but I found some of my own shortcomings, and I used the winter vacation to read a lot of books, I hope what I bring to you is not just a text, code words are not text filling, I hope to use my own sublimation to make everyone more happy.) Friends who have always supported me, Xiaodong is here to say - thank you!) (To be continued.) )