Chapter Twenty-Four: The Return of the Wanderer (30)

The wind was bitterly cold, and snow was falling, and fluffy snowflakes fluttered in the strong wind. Not long after, the inside and outside of the city of Xijing Baodu were covered with a thick layer of snow.

Wu Gang rode on the Black Spirit Tiger and galloped, recalling that when he left the city just now, the sergeants cast disappointed eyes. On the eve of the big battle, he broke away from his comrades, which was a big blow to them.

But how could he explain it to them? No matter how he explained it, it would not dispel their doubts. Only by finding Li Zhiyin as soon as possible and preventing him from refining the evil sword can he save more people's lives.

He kept urging the tiger forward, as long as he intercepted Li Zhiyin halfway, the death toll of the war would be reduced by an unknown amount.

Running out of more than two hundred miles in one breath, the light in front of him became brighter and brighter, knowing that he would encounter the evil spirit army in just one hour, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, many of the sergeants in the evil spirit army were brothers who followed his father back then.

I heard Gao Gu say that his father loved these sergeants very much, and often personally healed their wounds, and one year when he was marching in the cold, his father once took off his fur coat and draped it over a sick sergeant, but he himself was frostbitten, which moved the whole army, and the war began, and the sergeants all moved forward bravely. In that battle, my father won more with less, and stabilized the prestige of the "Heavenly Servant Heavenly Army".

He looked at the Seven Heavens Stepping Goose Sword in his hand, this sword has never been known to anyone to its power, and no one has exerted its power, for hundreds of years, it has only been a symbol of military cohesion.

In the hands of my father, the reason why it became a divine sword is because under the fame of this sword, the sergeants feel honored, and now I want to come. More mainly because of his father's military talent and personal charisma. with Excalibur's fame. The combination of the two made his father's heavenly servant invincible.

Now that this sword is in his own hands, he has become a human sword, his popularity is connected with his sword energy, and the divine sword is already a veritable divine sword. As long as his murderous aura rises sharply, within ten miles, the wind and clouds will be whirlwind, which is no different from the result of Li Zhiyin's knife test.

Some of the sergeants in the army of evil spirits were once sergeants of the Heavenly Fighting Army. Once under the command of this sword, the army was like the wind, and now he wants to use this sword to kill them, Wu Gang's heart continues to sink.

I have seen an army of evil spirits coming under torches like a fiery dragon.

He avoided the demon sergeant in front of him, and flew over his head a wolf-headed eagle.

In the darkness he walked behind the army, and the sergeant had already spotted him. The two knights left the group and flanked him on the left and right, both armed with long weapons.

He inserted the Seven Heavens Sword back, and this time he brought a Zhanghachi long-handled sword. He took it in his hand and met the two knights.

Neither of them arrived. The slightest ghost has arrived, and it is the sergeant of the evil spirit army.

Wu Gang knew that these two had already been washed by evil spirits in the Absolute Wind Mountain Pass. There is absolutely no humanity, and there is no mercy in the slightest.

Seeing that there was still about half a mile, he swept the knife over, and the two seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and they also swept over each other in cooperation with each other, and the two forces faced each other halfway, making a dull light sound.

Wu Gang flipped the knife and swept it back, and heard the two of them snort, and the weapon didn't know what it touched, and sparks splashed, and from the sparks, they were thrown far away.

He knew that the two men had fallen off their horses and ran over.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of arrows, and countless arrows shot at him, and he blocked the soul power seal, and walked towards the two people without delay.

Hundreds of torches came from both sides, threatening to trap him to death.

The two of them stood up straight from the ground, and I didn't see them turn over and bend their knees, just like that, no different from the ghosts and zombies. As soon as he stood up, he drew his sword from his waist and struck him left and right.

Wu Gang knew that these people no longer had humanity, in fact, they were no longer human beings at all.

He spun the hilt of his knife and struck, and one of them flew straight out, thinking that he was dead, and he could not hesitate any longer in this situation.

The other's sword has arrived.

He spun the handle of his sword around and struck the man in the hand, and the man could not hold the sword steadily, and fell to the ground, and he grabbed it and knocked him unconscious, and put it on the tiger.

By this time, hundreds of evil spirit soldiers had surrounded him.

As soon as they fought, they felt that these people were very powerful, and knew that many of them were samurai from the East Chamber Holy Pavilion.

He slashed diagonally, only slapping the weak soldiers unconscious, and only killed those samurai with real strength. The weak person must be an ordinary sergeant, he can't bear to do harm, and the strong person must be the samurai of the East Chamber Holy Pavilion, Wu Gang hates it to the bone, and he kills it.

After a while, dozens of people were killed, and these people didn't say a word, and before they died, they sighed, and the muscles on their faces were twisted and deformed.

The comrades-in-arms next to him didn't look at their dying comrades, but just rushed forward.

He was secretly frightened, and judging from the expressions of these sergeants, he had become demonized. They only have killing in their eyes, and they simply turn a blind eye to death. It's the same as the demon soldiers of the Sun and Moon Legion he'd seen before.

The difference is that the demon soldiers of the Sun and Moon Legion do not feel pain, while these evil spirit soldiers obviously feel pain, but they are not afraid of death at all.

Isn't such a sergeant as terrifying as the demon soldiers of the Sun and Moon Legion?

At this time, the sky was faint, and he found himself in a huge battle array, with layers of evil spirit soldiers everywhere, and he didn't know how many tens of thousands.

There were already a large number of corpses lying on the snow, and he was even more surprised to find that every evil spirit sergeant spit out a mouthful of black gas from his mouth before he died, and it was that black gas that made these normally normal sergeants feel pain and saw death, but they couldn't control themselves, and killed people when they saw them.

He calculated the time, an hour had passed, and if he continued to fight like this, there would always be a moment when he would drown in the tide of swords and never recover.

By this time, Li Zhiyin still did not appear.

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, and the Black Spirit Flame Monarch gulped out white gas.

Wu Gang's long knife stretched out diagonally, stirring up a raging tide. At the beginning, more than a dozen evil spirit sergeants broke their bones and shattered their bones, but they still couldn't frighten the evil spirit sergeants, and the crowd of people on all sides squeezed over with a bang.

Hundreds of weapons poked at him from afar, and thousands of arrows fired at him in a volley.

In a hurry, he backhanded the Seven Heavens Stepping Goose Sword, and halfway through it, it was already connected with the spirit of the sword.

He raised his sword high and shouted wildly: "Brothers of the Heavenly Empire, don't come up, Li Zhiyin, you come out!"

The Evil Spirit Sergeants were expressionless, completely unable to understand his words, and surged up like the waves of the ocean.

Wu Gang closed his eyes and waved, and the sword swept eight hundred miles into the wilderness, and there was an uproar.

When he opened his eyes, thousands of corpses were piled up within half a mile.

The sergeant behind him still surged up like a tidal wave, he injected soul power into the sword body again, the body of the Seven Heavens Sword was red, he swung it over, and the evil spirit sergeant fell down in a deplorable. (To be continued......)