Chapter 353: The grandson of the Wei family, the ancestor of the Heroic Spirit
The footsteps of the demon approached, and the roar and scream behind him were already close at hand.
Liu Qian's nose could almost smell the fishy smell of the demon's body, and she could even hear the demon's rude gasp in her ears.
The Golden Armor General and the ten Liu family knights, who had been in a stalemate, all made the same move at this time.
The golden armor general's giant bow was drawn to perfection.
"Miss, let's go!"
Zhao Jia let out a deep sigh, his body rose to the ground, and he volleyed on the city wall, and rushed straight to the city head with the body of climbing the cloud ladder.
His walking route always blocked Liu Qian on the ground behind his body.
Facing the arrows that were getting closer and closer, Zhao Jia's forehead oozed beads of sweat, the green tendons on his face were twisted, and his movements were slightly deformed. No one was not afraid of the abyss-like light on the tip of that arrow, and if there was another choice, Zhao Jia would not be willing to trade his life for this arrow.
General Jin Jia is also under invisible pressure, he doesn't want to leave the trouble, but the loyal servants of the Liu family actually blocked the arrows with their bodies, if Miss Liu is allowed to enter the city, what awaits him will definitely be the autumn queen.
It's a pity that this loyal servant pounced aggressively, and Wei Xuanyi had no way back.
Cold sweat dripped, and the flow of time seemed to be frozen.
Wei Xuanyi adjusted the direction of the arrow, wanting to find a gap and give the arrow to Liu Qian.
However, despite the tremendous pressure, Zhao Jia still rushed forward indomitable, never leaving any space for Wei Xuanyi to shoot arrows.
Seeing that Zhao Jia was about to climb the city wall, Wei Xuanyi let out a breath of turbidity.
'Well, then it will be done for you!' β
The sound of "sonorous" strings trembled, and the arrows flew like lightning.
Zhao Jia felt that time froze for a moment, and then the dream broke, the space collapsed, and the world was turned upside down.
His body fell like a broken sack, his bones and muscles shattered, and the arrow ignited every ounce of strength in his body, and his internal organs were burned to char in an instant.
In an instant, like dew and lightning, the picture of life floats by, even if you are unwilling to be angry and unable to look away, you can only fall down powerlessly after all.
Helpless and powerless, this is the limit of mortals......
The sound of the wind entered his ears, Zhao Jia slowly closed his eyes, and the upside-down world completely fell into darkness, followed by an eternal, long silence.
"Boom!"
Sun Yi flew up a sword and slashed at the city gate, causing smoke and dust to rise and tremble.
Sun Yi's eyes were red, he didn't care about the numbness in his right arm, he bit his teeth and bleed, and rushed up with another sword.
"K-"
The aftermath is endless.
There was a groan of pain from the gates, but it never fell.
Sun Yihu's mouth was bleeding, and he raised his right arm to split again, but found that the sword in his hand had been broken inch by inch.
The other eight knights of the Liu family stepped forward and swung their spears and slammed into the city gate, causing the city gate to crash as if it was about to collapse at any time.
Suddenly, there was a clanging sound from inside the city gate, as if some heavy object had been broken, and the two heavy vermilion gates slowly opened outward.
The knights of the Liu family looked at each other, but they didn't dare to act rashly and retreated in front of Liu Qian.
Halfway through the door, the smoke and dust slowly fell, revealing a majestic figure riding on a black horse behind it.
It was a young general with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a bloody armor in a cherry armor, a silver spear in his hand, and a servant with dust on his face, riding alone, slowly walking out of the city.
"It's late, so Miss Liu is frightened!"
Liu Qian stared coldly at the person in front of her, and the nine subordinate knights all put on a defensive posture, waiting for a disagreement to move together to tear this unknown person to pieces.
The young general smiled at the corner of his lips, ignoring the threatening aura of the nine servant knights, and walked forward unhurriedly.
"Miss Liu, please go into the city for a while, and leave the rest to me!"
Liu Qian turned her eyes, looked at the young general who passed by her group, and asked coldly, "Who are you?" β
"My name is ......" the young general paused, seemingly a little shy to say his name, "Wei Chen." β
The name had an inexplicable deterrent effect, and the nine knights turned their heads in unison, with shocked expressions on their faces.
The mink opened its mouth wide.
Liu Qian herself was stunned on the spot.
Wei Chen, the eldest grandson of the Wei family.
If there is only this name, it would not be surprising. For Liu Qian, this person has another very special identity - that is, her former fiancΓ©.
The reason why I say "once" is because the marriage contract has been annulled.
When she was a child, Liu Qian, or, until now, she was full of wonderful fantasies about love, disgusted with the rules and regulations of the family and the fingers of old antiques, and was extremely opposed to entrusting her life to a man she had never met. She ruined the arrangements of her elders countless times, made absurd stories one after another, and finally successfully divorced her marriage, pushing the marriage responsibility of this generation of Liu Wei and the two families to others.
Regarding the dismissal of the marriage, the outside world has never revealed how Wei Chen himself reacted. But in Liu Qian's conjecture, he was at least thunderous and beating his chest, and he should never be as calm as he is now.
Liu Qian couldn't help but look back, looking at the back of the man who had been mentioned countless times and almost became her husband, but she had never met, and watched him gradually move away.
What is he going to do?
Does he have to fight those thousands of demons single-handedly?
Did he go crazy?
He also said that in front of me, he wanted to prove himself with blood, to wash away the humiliation, to make a smile?
Many thoughts arise, and there are thousands of knots in the heart, which are disturbed and entangled.
Liu Qian almost couldn't help but speak, to remind Wei Chen not to be impulsive. However, Wei Liuying's face suddenly flashed in her mind, and she swallowed back the words that came to her lips again.
I can't go with him.
I have to go into the city, I have to leave quickly, I want to live to see Wei Liuying!
At the head of the city, Wei Xuanyi caught a glimpse of the conspicuous blood armor in the crowd that was walking against the current, and asked in surprise: "When did the eldest prince come?" β
"I don't know."
"Why did he get out of town alone?" When Wei Xuanyi said this, he thought of Miss Liu, and slapped his head suddenly, "Quick!" Quick, gather all the troops! Let's go out of the city to fight! β
The identities of Wei Chen and Miss Liu are absolutely different.
If Miss Liu dies here, although it will cause disputes between the two families, there is a demon invasion and the righteousness of the world as a reason, and Wei Xuanyi will be punished at all. But if Wei Chen, who is the eldest grandson, dies in battle here, no matter whether he can defend Haoqi City or not, Wei Xuanyi dares to guarantee that he will definitely have no good fruit to eat.
Wei Chen walked to the end of the crowd, and his figure was overwhelmed by the torrential wave of black demons.
Seeing this scene, Liu Qian let out a long sigh and turned her head into the city.
After a few steps, she suddenly heard a melodious bell behind her.
"Knock-knock-knock-"
Rich and melancholy, with a long rhythm, with a mysterious sense of rhythm, it shakes the soul of all human beings.
'Where did the bell come from?' β
Liu Qian turned her head and stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what she was seeing.
That's ...... Jinni? β
A six-foot-tall giant phantom glowing with a white streamer rose up from the encirclement of the demons.
The giant carried a spear, wore a cherry helmet, wore lion armor, and spread his cloak, hunting and flying, and in an instant half of the sky was dyed silver white.
It was magnificent, magnificent, magnificent, and heroic beyond words.
He stood in the middle of a thousand demons, slowly stepping out.
Just looking at it from the back, you know that it is a god who looks down on the world.
In the short silence, Wei Chen's voice sounded calmly: "Those who violate the boundary of the Wei family will be killed!" β
"Kill-" Countless noises erupted in the void at the same time, as if thousands of people shouted in unison, responding to the call of the main general.
With a hint of sorrow and fanatical piety, the phantoms of countless heroic spirits followed the great being, risking their lives to charge.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! The sound of the waves pushed up to the sky, accompanied by the sound of bells, stirring Liu Qian's eardrums.
The sound tide became higher and higher, enveloping the huge waves, and then slamming down on the small figure on the ground, engulfing it under the pressure of thousands of acres, and before it had time to feel the pain, all the senses were washed away from the body at the same time, turning into the most terrifying apocalyptic nightmare.
"Ahh Liu Qian screamed miserably and covered her ears.
"Ancestral Heroic Spirit?" Wei Xuanyi, who hurriedly ran down from the city wall, stopped halfway and shouted in amazement.
With such a magnificent scene in front of him, isn't it the spirit of the ancestors of the Wei family descending to the world?
The reason why the Seven Great Families have stood for thousands of years is precisely because of the blessing of the heroic souls of their ancestors. Even the Immortal Buddha Martial Saint, or even the Heavenly Sword like the Eleventh Realm Yuan Zhen, had to avoid the edge for the time being before the Ancestor Heroic Spirit.
Wei Xuanyi heard the roars of hundreds of heroic ancestors of the Wei family who had been powerful in the world for thousands of years from the roar of the waves of killing gold and iron.
Every ancestor was once the top powerhouse in the world, let alone a hundred?
Xuangang Martial Saints are all ants!
The ancestors came to the world, and the world bowed down!
The six-zhang tall majestic figure shot out at the demon marshal with a gun.
The demon marshal let out an earth-shattering roar, and in an instant, the momentum exploded, and the killing intent rushed into the sky, wielding a mace to meet the attack.
"K-"
The mace snapped in half, the shadow of the spear flashed, and the body of the demon marshal was torn into three.
The aftermath of that shot turned into a silvery white halo, which swept through the ground, over the houses, the fields, and the barren forests, and rippled towards the endless place.
The demons with slightly weaker physiques screamed and fell to the ground.
Jiang Chen in the near distance could see it clearly.
The six-zhang tall Wei family heroic spirit was attached to a tall young man, like a spirit behind him, and the movements of each shot were the same as those of the young man, but the power increased hundreds or thousands of times.
Jiang Chen hid in a dirt pit, feeling a strong aura in his heart, pressing him down.
'This ...... How could such a god-like power appear in the world? β
Even the Tenth-Order Martial Saints, including the Duke of Doom, the Duke of Dusk, the Black Sword Saint, and even the Blood Sword Saint, had never brought such a huge sense of oppression to Jiang Chen.
Even if the Wei Family's Heroic Spirit's target was only a demon, Yu Wei could shock the ninth-order "Impeccable" master and make it difficult to move.
This is the ultimate weapon of the Wei family, and it is also the ultimate power that human beings can grasp.
In the face of this power, mortals are really like ants, and there is only despair left.
Every time Wei Chen swung out his shot, it was accompanied by the majestic sound of thousands of soldiers shouting in formation and beating drums and charging.
Every shot hit the target, causing the earth to shake, the sky to tremble, and the silver-white glow dyed every corner with a hazy veil, like smoke and fog, but it was the deadliest cold snap!
Liu Qian looked at the majestic figure in the distance, she had already lost her mind, and muttered in her mouth: "Ancestor Heroic Spirit, how could Ancestor Heroic Spirit appear on him......"
Only after each head of the family ascends to the throne, worships the ancestral hall, and is recognized by the ancestors, can the power of the heroic spirit be induced, and it is limited to the core area of the ancestral temple.
Wei Chen's ability to transcend many restrictions and summon the souls of the ancestors in this border area means that he is already destined to be the head of the contemporary family, and I am afraid that he is still the strongest one in history?
Liu Qian's thoughts were fluttering, and she was stupid for a while.
The long blade waved, the blade reaped, and the avenue trembled.
The "Nine Yao Cold Spear", which was the best in the world thousands of years ago, was finally unwilling to be buried, and thousands of years later, it reappeared in the world by the hands of the descendants of the Wei family.
This is the ultimate weapon of mankind, and for the first time in nearly 100 years, it has been displayed in front of the world.
The body fell under the sky, the ground froze, and life died.
The demon wailed, roared, and launched a desperate suicide attack, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Wei Chen's main body, and was killed by the gun's strong air current.
This peerless powerhouse, which is beyond the knowledge of demons, has returned all the taste of slaughtering humans to themselves.
It's useless to wail, it's useless to struggle, it's useless to run.
Just like an ant under a human foot, no matter how hard you try, you can't escape a simple step.
Wei Chen didn't even need to use any fancy tricks, as long as he kept swinging his gun, swinging his gun, swinging his gun, and swinging his gun.
As soon as a hundred guns passed, corpses were strewn all over the ground, bleeding and drifting, the hill was flattened, and the slope was covered with hundreds of demon corpses.
The core elite troops of the demons, including their generalissimos, were wiped out in just a few breaths, and no one survived.
Wei Chen turned his wrist and plunged the tip of the gun into the dirt, and he gasped slightly as he held the end of the gun.
The illusory figure on his back, six feet high, turned into a little bit of luminous light and slowly dissipated.
Jiang Chen and the skeleton hid in the dirt pit together, motionless, closing their eyes and pretending to be dead.
"Childe! Son! Wei Xuanyi's shouts were heard in the distance, as well as the sound of galloping war horses.
Wei Chen waved his hand, lifted his spear, and turned to ride the black horse of the divine horse.
He took one last look at the shadow at the gate of the city, which was hidden by many figures, showed a smile, and said softly:
"The red dust and white waves are boundless, and I can't tell which petals are fragrant.
This situation has become a self-contained memory, eleven years ago the rain was slightly cool......"
In the midst of the chanting, he patted the horse's back, and the horse stepped on the corpse of the demon, and "da-da-da" climbed the hill and headed north.
Liu Qian stared at it, unable to tell what it felt like in her heart.
The man shot back from the enemy, but he did not say a word to himself, and then drifted away.
Does he still hate me, and that scar has been smoothed out by time?
Brother Liuying, I, I was wrong......
When the sound of the horse's hooves was far away, Jiang Chen and the skeleton sat up at the same time, patted the dirt on their bodies, and greeted the many soldiers and horses led by Wei Xuanyi in front of them.
At the gate of the city, Du Shan's voice floated from afar: "Lao Jiang, are you still alive?" β
"Yes."
"Are there any injuries? Is there anything you would like to explain in advance? β
ββ¦β¦ No. β
Jiang Chen glanced back at the corpses of the demons all over the mountains, and said in his heart that there was no fear that it must be fake.
The six-zhang cold spear grazed his body several times, and the cold still stinged his skin, as long as he deviated a few inches, he had to be taught to reincarnate as a human.
When he was there, his brain was still blank, and it was only when he stepped back on this solid ground, and the blood rushed all over his body, that he felt a burst of heart palpitations.
Maybe I will never forget that picture for the rest of my life, I am so close to the invincible cold spear in the world!
"Lao Jiang!" Du Shan's voice appeared behind him, and he sighed with emotion, "It's good, even the generalissimo of the demon was killed in one shot, and it is worthy of being the ultimate weapon that is unrivaled in the legend!" β
"Terrifyingly strong." Jiang Chen nodded, "It's hard to imagine that this is a power that humans can control. β
"This shouldn't be human......"
The sigh gradually decreased, and the two looked at the battlefield, speechless for a while.
The scene was truly shocking, most of the hillside had been turned into ruins, and there were collapsed cliffs everywhere, with pale cyan ice crystals on them, and corpses were piled up in them, and a bloody and gloomy aura spread, mixed with one or two desperate moans of the wounded, and inexplicable palpitations rose from their hearts.
Why does a freshly dead corpse smell a putrid smell?
The battlefield is cruel, but if you want to give birth to a ghost, it shouldn't be so fast, right?
"For some reason, I have a bad feeling when I see that the dead are all damned guys." Du Shan put his right hand against his forehead and muttered.
"Me too." Jiang Chen closed his eyes, and heard a melodious and ethereal funeral song in his heart, which sounded directly in the depths of his soul.
Is this call from the underworld a dead soul crying?