Volume 2: Catching the Cicada Chapter 35: The Long Howl Splits the Hall Like Thunder

Liu Ying opened her eyes, stretched her waist beautifully, and felt indescribably energetic and full of energy. I wanted to delay a little more time, and after reconditioning and perfecting the "seventh sense", I would break the curtain and escape, so as not to have a moment of backlash and the pain of old life, but I didn't expect such an unexpected gain.

Pull out the sword staff around the waist, face the already bright sky and do a few chopping and stabbing movements, the big sword is heavier than iron, the handle is long and the blade is wide, the sword body is half a stick and half a blade, a bit like the ancient Chinese eight-sided Han sword, the sword grid is a delicate ball intertwined with vines, and can be used as a short spear. If you have such a long weapon in a group battle, the survival rate will increase a lot.

It's ridiculous that Wei Zhihang and these people actually use the hard work of their ancestors as a magic staff?

Liu Ying, who was very satisfied, chuckled: "Your name is 'Green Pothos'? ”

In the battle in his consciousness, Wei Zhihang thought that he had touched Liu Ying's spiritual world, but unfortunately, he only grabbed one of his arms. The tricks of urging with all his might certainly made Liu Ying drowsy, but that was all.

Never knowing that there could be such an attack, Liu Ying discovered his spiritual world through the enemy's attack for the first time.

It was a huge flame that burned fiercely, and there were countless flames shining in the flames, each flame was a thought of its own, and each spark was a memory of its own.

Among them, the most condensed are the five-colored balls of white, yellow, blue, blue, and red, I don't know what they are, but watching Wei Zhihang holding Dabai and gnawing and biting, it is really interesting to have a helpless expression.

The collision of the spiritual world is not hidden, and the law of the jungle is even more vividly reflected here, Wei Zhihang, who invested nearly 7 layers of spiritual body to invade Liu Ying, was full of fear of Liu Ying, and he could only quickly use his hole card - spiritual power to regain the obsession of "pothos" that he had studied for half a lifetime.

But I didn't know that because of this, I laid out most of my thoughts, memories, and experiences about "pothos" and "spiritual power" in front of Liu Ying, and let me read it.

It was already full dawn, and the sound of the hooves and neat footsteps of the "Swift Fire Dragon" could be heard in the distance, and the large force of the Praetorian Guard had arrived. The Praetorian Guards outside the palace who can barely follow behind them in the dark night are not comparable to these "domestic servants" who have been idle for a long time in the palace.

Liu Ying didn't delay any longer, grabbed an unconscious person with one hand, turned around and came to a corner of the palace wall not far from the side hall, and easily urged the flames of the spiritual world, the flames in his consciousness instantly burned the prairies, and the grass on the grassland instantly joined the burning.

In the firelight that spread all over the mountains, the "Seventh Sense" spread out, breaking through the shackles of the body and instantly forming a 75-meter circular air cover.

In the air hood, consciousness flows, not only the perception of everything under control is becoming clearer, but there is even a faint feeling that everything can be controlled.

Surprised, Liu Ying would have wanted to stop and study what it was like to have an upgraded "controllable" feeling if it weren't for being in the enemy position.

Sighing, he looked helplessly at the team chasing after Xunwei, the faces of those red-armored guards finally found the ecstasy of the enemy, the flames that spit out rapidly from the corner of the mouth of the "Swift Fire Dragon", the undercurrent after the trigger of the laser gun was pulled, everything was as pitiful and ridiculous as slow motion. Jumping up, tapping two feet along the wall, the invincible "canopy" was shaken open with ease, and floated away in the shocked and incredible eyes of the Praetorian Guards.

This B, pretending to be well, pretending to be clever, pretending to be Liu Ying standing on the top of the palace wall couldn't help laughing. The arrogant laughter turned into a long roar in the sky in the end, the howling wave after wave, straight to the imperial city within ten miles like a vast wind, continuous and endless, straight to the palace in all directions like a dry day falling thunder eagle thunder strike.

Unable to tolerate Liu Ying's surprise, this time the palace's unintentional trip was a bumper harvest, and by chance, he learned about the secret, framed the emperor, rescued the apprentices, captured the enemy generals, robbed the new martial arts, and upgraded the seven senses, which was really a lot of money.

With a wave of one hand, the whistle stopped, the clouds cleared the rain, let go of the palm that seemed to rest on the shoulder of the peak at random, and withdrew the internal force that protected his heart and ears. Smiling slightly, he mentioned the two of them again, and floated away in the adoring eyes of the little apprentice who was inexplicably awakened.

People don't take young people lightly, it's not that Liu Ying, who has always paid attention to low-key wealth, suddenly became arrogant, but he just had to do it.

The first stage of the five methods of "refining", "refining skin", "refining muscles", "refining muscles" and "refining bones" has been in the state of great success.

In the second stage, in addition to the uninterrupted washing of internal qi, a large amount of foreign substances are needed to replenish vitality and refine blood qi.

However, the three-layer practice of "Qi refining", which is separated from the above two levels, is a process that runs throughout, and since the second year of cultivation, Liu Ying has been practicing every day for 13 years. But since breaking through the first layer, the second layer has been at a loss, and it was only in Ji Wo Wa Xing's herbs that he found the opportunity to improve, and Liu Ying has been eating grass and warming for the past half a year, and he has not broken the hole in a hurry.

Last day, two nights of rushing and killing, sleepless, and swaying luck, it was not only a grinding of the body, a huge challenge to the true qi, but also a comprehensive run-in and fitting process.

Thick and thin hair, countless days and nights of torment, finally just now, dripping through the stone, can no longer suppress the high-spirited energy, actually broke through the 105 tricks that have been warmed so far in one breath!

The simultaneous operation of a pair of 108 acupuncture points, although it has not yet broken through the second layer of exercises, has allowed the "Qi Refining" to cross a bottleneck and begin to enter another world.

So, under the flow of breath, full of surging, and cessant agitation, there was only a long howl to vent, and by the way, pretending to be B to take the enemy.

The palace is located on the east side of the imperial city, less than 1 km away from the eastern city wall, there is no city gate in the east city, and a battalion of the elite of the Praetorian Guard - the "Sequoia Army" is stationed inside, and the cliffs and the vast sea are stationed outside. In Ji Wo Wa, who does not have any flying technology, it is not an exaggeration to say that the trench is heavenly.

Liu Ying jumped off the palace wall, carrying two people who woke up and one fainted, and rushed arrogantly towards the Sequoia army rushing to the camp three hundred meters away. The weight of the three people combined with the speed of a galloping horse, the dust that Liu Ying deliberately kicked up was like a yellow earth dragon neighing straight towards the military camp. It wasn't until less than 100 meters in front of the camp, which was already closest to Liu Ying's howling, that the battalion guards, who were shocked with blood and ringing in their ears, barely organized the first round of attacks.

The sporadic lasers and lasers were almost useless against Willow Shadow, and he was too lazy to dodge, but Willow Shadow carried it hard and accelerated his forward momentum by a few points. After the first two rounds of attacks, the laser shot became more and more accurate, and the number of people involved in the attack also increased, and the power of the salvo gradually increased.

Liu Ying smiled sinisterly, and in the moment before the squad leader gave the shooting command, he suddenly lifted Wei Zhihang, who had been hiding behind him, in front of him. Wei Zhihang's big head and long face, which was extremely familiar to everyone in the barracks, suddenly appeared in front of the soldier's scope.

At the moment when the squad leader gave the command and the soldiers who were aiming were stunned, Liu Ying suddenly accelerated again and slashed into the crowd. Once they rushed into the crowd, in the face of this willow shadow, the dragon of the "Sequoia Army", the soldiers of the "Sequoia Army" who had lost the advantage of long-range strikes, were not even a flock.

He didn't want to create too much murder among ordinary soldiers, Liu Ying only used his legs alternately, with his legs together, elastic legs, lotus swings, poke feet, whip legs, and sweeping leaf legs.

Just as he was about to make a big move, he "dodged away"! A sharp sound of breaking the air came into his ears, and a halberd swept through the human wall used by Liu Ying for self-defense, and the man and dragon were one, and the momentum was like a rainbow! Liu Ying glanced at his eyes, and it was actually the white-faced little student who led the team to encircle and suppress him last night, and it was estimated that he was busy for most of the night last night, so he directly led the team to the Sequoia military camp to rest. In a hazy sleep, he was woken up by Liu Ying's long howl, and when he was upset, he heard the sound of rushing to the camp again, so he killed angrily.

Liu Ying smiled and greeted him: "You caused me to die in the canopy last night, and today the Sprinkle family is going to eat you!"

The white-faced Xiaosheng looked at it fixedly, my mother, it was really the guy who took the face yesterday, this is a ghost in broad daylight? In the face of an opponent like Liu Ying, who is strong and fast, it is impossible to concentrate too much, and it is indeed a distraction.

The white-faced Xiaosheng only felt a flower in front of him, a pain in his stomach, and a numbness in his hands, and he was already lifted off the dragon's back by Liu Ying, and he was thrown into a pile with more than a dozen soldiers. When he endured the pain and got up, he could only see the back of the 'ghost' riding his dragon and dancing his halberd.

Kicking the white-faced Xiaosheng and snatching the opponent's dragon and halberd, Liu Ying's spirit was lifted, and he had never experienced the feeling of being in the lead and invincible in ancient times.

As early as when he assassinated Beichen Min, he had seen the bullying of intelligent creatures such as "Swift Fire Dragon", and Liu Ying was so verbose that his legs were clamped, and under the internal force, a rope was heavily pumped on his buttocks. The Swift Fire Dragon under his crotch only felt that a mountain was pressed on his body, and he was imprisoned by a terrifying breath, and his buttocks hurt, and he immediately understood what he should do.

Then there was a sad hiss, and the angry flames in his mouth splattered everywhere, and he shook the little wings on his back and rushed forward.

Willow Shadow shook the halberd and slashed in the direction of the city wall. The dragon skin is thick, the willow shadow is strong, and the halberd wields like ten thousand pear blossoms blooming, although the probability of being shot and the speed of progress are not as safe as when the willow shadow walks alone, but it can't stand the majesty!

Imagining Zhao Zilong's hearty experience when he killed Cao Ying's seven entrances and seven exits alone, the true qi agitated in the meridians made the streamer that hit his body just itch, and he didn't care about the blood splashing on the epidermis.

He was having a great time himself, but he didn't know that he looked like he was desperate and killed, as if he was about to fall to the ground and die.

His miserable appearance inadvertently allowed himself to avoid the crisis, and the battalion commander, who had already taken out his heavy weapon, hesitated for a moment when he saw this scene, and did not put down the gesture that had been raised. Several soldiers pushing a strange spherical spike cage also slowed down their movements for a moment.

Under a hesitation, he let the guy who seemed to be about to fall to the ground and die, but he never fell, and he couldn't finish killing through the Sequoia barracks.

A small phalanx was hastily organized along the edge of the fence of the Sequoia Army, dozens of soldiers stood on the spot with shields and guns, and a majestic old man with white hair and a majestic body of armor rode a dragon in front of the phalanx. Liu Ying drove the dragon without stopping, the halberd swung back, and shouted:

"Okay! 300 rounds of battle between you and me today!"

The old man, who was not angry and arrogant, raised his sword and roared: "Maniac, let you know today that my Praetorian Guard also has warriors!"

One attack and one defense, one movement and one static, one old and one young heads-up two people are about to add up the halberd in an instant, and the warriors cherish each other.

In the applause of all the soldiers who stopped to admire, suddenly saw the old man's face change, throw his knife and abandon his horse and fall back into the formation, the soldiers of the phalanx behind him hurriedly stepped forward to catch the old man, and the others sealed the door with shields, and countless colorful powdered hot soups were thrown out of the array in an instant, and it was estimated that the flour, pepper noodles, chili powder, hot oil and other bits and pieces were grabbed from the kitchen. The old man and his subordinates are very familiar with each other, and they seem to be veterans who are used to pitting people!

Well, Liu Ying admitted that he had met his opponent this time, but in fact, the moment before the old man shrank back, he had already mentioned that the fire dragon had leapt up. When all the powdered pepper oil was sprinkled on the lower body of the weeping "Swift Fire Dragon", Liu Ying had already stepped on the dragon's back and rose up, leaving a sentence of "despicable"!

"Shameless!"

The old man retracted the phalanx and looked back proudly, but he didn't see the enemy attacked, but he saw a "Swift Fire Dragon" that was screaming miserably from mid-air and crashing into him at high speed, and he couldn't help but shout angrily.

The mouth full of swear words was suffocated by the large cloud of dust swept back by the wind, leaving only a continuous sound of sneezing and coughing, and occasionally interspersed with a wail of being scalded by hot oil.