This General Zhao, the reason why he fought so passively just now was entirely because he was brought into He Yi's routine.

Now that there is no Demon Breaking Arrow, He Yi can no longer attack the seven-colored demon flower, and can only fight in close combat.

And he, General Zhao, was a monk, and he was also the most powerful Jinxing monk among the monks!

What a joke!

Clang!

At the moment of crisis, He Yi forcibly changed his tactics and changed from thorns to picks.

One gold and one silver, the two long swords suddenly collided together, and the blades rubbed violently, bringing up pieces of dazzling sparks.

The strong wind from the collision blew the surrounding fallen leaves and mud up to three feet, creating a circular vacuum around them.

After a moment of such a struggle, the two of them each took a few steps back and separated for the time being.

"Huh?"

A look of surprise flashed across General Zhao's face.

The silver sword in his hand was a magic weapon that he had spent a lot of effort refining for, and although it was of average grade, its power was far beyond that of ordinary weapons.

But after fighting hard with the golden sword in He Yi's hand, he was forced to cut a gap by the other party, but on the other hand, there was not even the slightest trace left on the other party's sword.

This is very strange.

In other words, that golden long sword was at least one grade higher than his silver sword!

That's at least a magic weapon above the spirit level!

"This sword is good, it will be mine in the future!" General Zhao said, his eyes full of greed.

Although he had cultivated for several years, he had only seen this spirit-level magic weapon once, and its rarity could be seen.

But at the same time, he secretly wondered———— the person in front of him was clearly just an ordinary person, how did he get such a powerful magic weapon?

"Do your big dream of spring and autumn!" He Yi took the initiative to attack again, swinging his sword and rushing towards General Zhao.

The edge of the Demon Slaying Sword was the only thing He Yi could rely on, and he had to defeat the other party in a short period of time with the sharpness of the Demon Slaying Sword!

The golden light and silver rays, the overlapping ornaments, He Yi and General Zhao added strength to their hands at the same time, and they were each shocked back three or four steps, and it seemed that no one took half of the advantage.

But in fact, General Zhao, as a Jinxing cultivator, would more or less have a trace of tyrannical Jinxing aura on top of every attack, and took the opportunity to enter He Yi's body in the process of weapon collision, although it was only a little bit, but it still brought a lot of damage to He Yi's internal organs.

A light red liquid slowly overflowed from the corner of He Yi's mouth......

"Facing the deity head-on, what do you think you have a chance of winning?" General Zhao sneered, and changed his title to himself, from "Ben General" to "Ben Deity".

Obviously, the identity of this "general" was originally used to deceive them temporarily.

"Just try it and you'll know!" He Yiqiang endured the sharp pain in his viscera, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and stared at the silver sword in the other party's hand.

The small gap before, under the collision just now, had already expanded a few points, and a shallow crack stretched from the end of the gap to the blade on the other side, and there were already faint signs of breaking.

"Kill!"

The third time, He Yi took the initiative to attack and slashed at the silver sword in General Zhao's hand with all his strength.

At the same time that the weapons were about to collide together, the ancestors on He Yi's chest were red and blooming!

Scarlet air currents surged out, forming a blood-colored hurricane that completely enveloped the two of them.

In the eye of the wind, He Yi's eyes were blood-red, murderous, like an ancient demon god who had descended into the world, like a mad hair, slashing towards the gap above the silver sword, sword after sword, not giving General Zhao a chance to check the weapon at all.

He didn't know if the murderous aura brought by the sacrifice of bones could have an effect on General Zhao, but this bloody wind could indeed conceal his true purpose.

If you want to kill him, first break his weapon.

That was the only solution he could think of at the moment.

A strong murderous aura combined with a stormy attack.

The momentum is indeed not small.

But this sudden murderous aura only made General Zhao flutter slightly.

That's all.

"Hehehe, hahahaha!! I also said that you have any killing moves, it turns out that it is such a murderous aura?" General Zhao let out a burst of piercing laughter, and while easily dealing with He Yi's onslaught, he said mockingly: "Murderous aura? Hahaha! The murderous aura emitted by a rabbit, no matter how strong it is, will it make a lion afraid? Hahaha!! but you have a lot of treasures! Take them all!"

General Zhao picked up He Yi's demon-slaying sword with one sword, and then grabbed the pendant around He Yi's neck with his other hand.

He also discovered that the murderous aura did not come from He Yi himself, but the red beads hanging from the pendant.

Murderous energy, although it can't reverse the tide of the battle at an absolute disadvantage, but if it is a battle at the same level, it can still play a great role, and it can be regarded as a rare treasure.

The fingertips swiped, the pendant rope was broken, and General Zhao reached out to tear off He Yi's necklace. At the moment when the ancestor left He Yi, the endless blood-colored hurricane dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, He Yi swung out the demon slashing again and slashed at General Zhao's head!

That's the opportunity he was waiting for!

"No matter how many swords you chop, you can't ————"

"Broken!"

Before General Zhao finished speaking, he saw that the golden mangs on the attacking sword suddenly appeared, and the sharp sword qi fell down sharply!

Bite!

After a crisp sound, the silver sword in his hand suddenly broke through the gap!

General Zhao's eyes burst out with a look of disbelief, but then they became gloomy again, and a second before the sword qi golden rays shrouded down, his arms suddenly stretched out to the sides, and they were actually slightly suspended in the air, and a faint rainbow of magic flashed all over his body.

Then, the heavy armor on his body "melted".

It turned into a surging pool of molten iron, writhing and changing in mid-air.

Under the manipulation of the art of relating, a huge iron hand was finally formed, grabbing the blade that He Yi slashed in!

Empty-handed?

Wish for the moon!

He Yi's expression was Lingran, and his hand suddenly strengthened, and the sword qi was even more victorious, slashing at General Zhao in a more violent way!

Ka!

Just when the blade came into contact with the huge iron hand, the Demon Slaying Sword, which had always been invincible and cut through everything, stopped abruptly at this moment, and was firmly grasped in the palm of the hand by that iron hand!

"It's useless! This armor of the deity is also an infinitely powerful magic weapon!"

The Demon Slaying Sword was caught, but he couldn't pull it out, He Yi saw this, immediately changed his move, took out the dagger in his left hand, and stabbed General Zhao's eyes with lightning speed!

It is true that a cultivator has an aura to protect his body, but why don't he believe that the aura can completely protect even a fragile place like his eyes!

"It's useless!" General Zhao snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and the cold light flickered inside.

He once again performed the art of reform, and the target was the dagger in He Yi's hand.

As a result, the dagger held by He Yi "melted".

Under the effect of the art of revolution, the dagger instantly turned into a wisp of molten iron in the process of moving forward, spilling on the ground, leaving only a knife hilt, which posed no threat to General Zhao.

"You dog minion, you have repeatedly done bad things to me, if I don't torture you to death today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" General Zhao easily grabbed He Yi's wrist and looked at He Yi with an expression of examining the loser.

Then, he quickly kicked He Yi in the lower abdomen.

Bang!

General Zhao's attack was extremely heavy, and He Yi's physique was too fragile, so he flew out upside down at the moment, broke a dead tree, and half-knelt on the ground holding his stomach, coughing up blood in a big gulp.

The violent Jin Xing aura raged wildly in his body, and the feeling was like being cut by a sharp blade.

He Yi tried to stand up, but he didn't succeed, and he could only support his body with the Demon Slaying Sword, barely falling down.

Sure enough, as he expected, once he made the other party react, he would immediately fall into disadvantage with just one move.

Bang!

didn't give He Yi a chance to get back up, then General Zhao kicked at He Yi again, kicked He Yi out of the way, and slammed him on the ground.

The Demon Slaying Sword plunged straight into the dirt beside him from the air, swaying slightly, as if expressing his unwillingness.

He failed too quickly......

Is that really the case?

There is only one chance, and if you can't do it all at once, you will be completely defeated.

The gap between ordinary people and cultivators is really too big......

He Yi's body shook weakly, as if he had accepted his fate, and fell to the ground with a bang!

...... ......

was stunned, everyone was stunned.

All this happened too fast, and Jia Shao and the others, who were watching not far away, didn't have time to react at all, so they saw He Yi flying out upside down and falling to the ground.

What's going on?

In the eyes of the recruits, their General He was originally a cat and a mouse, and he had the chance to win, but after a gust of fishy wind and a golden mang appeared, General He was defeated.

The defeat was extremely sudden.

General Zhao walked towards He Yi with anger, and the broken silver sword was also reunited by him with the technique of reform.

Seeing that He Yi was about to be in a different place, Jia Shao and the others couldn't stay any longer, so they suddenly turned their hearts and rushed out of the forest.

"Protect General He!"

"Let's go up together and rescue General He!

“......”

In the midst of the shouts of killing, I saw Jia Shao taking the lead, rushing in from outside the forest with a group of recruits, raising steel knives, holding bows and arrows, fearless of death, and killing General Zhao!

Their eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Deceived and exploited, their determination to be Congrong's heart was greatly insulted and provoked.

No one wants to be a pawn.

"Oh, how dare you come back? Hehe, this saves a lot of effort on the deity. General Zhao turned around and looked at the group of recruits rushing over, and a cruel arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He opened his left hand slightly, and dozens of thumb-sized silver spiral blades quietly appeared in the palm of his hand!

"What are you doing when you come back....." He Yi, who got up from the ground again, saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened in shock, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

As he had guessed, whether the purpose of the trip was successful or not, General Zhao would never let these soldiers continue to live.

Therefore, He Yi let them escape from here as soon as possible.

Preserving one's life is only one thing, and living to bring the news out so that more people don't get used is the most important thing.

But now, they have actually returned, and there are many of them, all of them! Isn't this for nothing?

"Let me go! Let's go, get out of here!!"

He Yi let out a shout, but the recruits didn't seem to hear it.

"Advance with swords! Bow cover!"

"Rescue General He first!!"

"———— release the arrow!"

The recruits quickly formed a formation, the sword soldiers stood in front, holding up the big shield and moving forward steadily, and the archers followed behind the sword soldiers, and the sharp arrows were concentrated on General Zhao one by one.

"Ignorant mortals. General Zhao snorted coldly, and the body protection aura spontaneously developed.

The feather arrows clanged in front of General Zhao, all of them were blocked by the aura, and then, with a wave of General Zhao's big hand, he saw those silver whirling blades flying out of his palms and shooting towards the rushing recruits.

"Drink!"

The sword and shield soldiers in the front row thrust their shields into the ground in an attempt to block the incoming flying blades.

But it didn't play a role.

In just an instant, they were pierced by the whirling blade, and even their bodies were blurred by the twisted flesh and blood.

The blood gushing out of them sent out a three-foot-high blood mist in front of them, dyeing half of the sky a hazy red.

The temperature of the blood did not exert its residual heat as it should, and it soon cooled along with the corpse.

Life, sometimes so fragile.

Looking at the scene in front of him, which was like a moth to a fire, He Yi only felt that his heart had leaked half a beat, and his breathing began to become difficult.

"Let's go...... Don't come back......" He Yi looked blankly, only to feel that his heart was pierced by something sharp.

"What are you doing when you come back! What are you doing when you come back! Hurry up! !! you go," He Yi cried hysterically, with a heart-rending cry!

His heart is bleeding!

The dead soldiers did not stop the footsteps of the rest of the people, they still gradually approached General Zhao, one after another feathered arrows galloping, and one long knife after another.

"Fight with him! Even if you die, let this devil in human skin know that Lao Tzu is also bloody!"

"It's just that the head has fallen off, and after eighteen years, he is still a good man!"

“......”

They passed over the corpses of their companions, and with the will of their companions, continued to charge forward.

"We'd rather die in battle than steal our lives!" Jia Shao shouted.

"We'd rather die in battle than steal our lives!" shouted in unison.

This sentence is like a spell.

But soon more soldiers were killed, and the weapons in their hands could not cause the slightest damage to General Zhao.

The tragic fighting spirit did not give them any new hope.

Only the dead branches and leaves dancing around seemed to mock this humble and fragile life.

"With the Demon Breaker!"

Jia Shao gave an order, and countless sharp arrows flashing golden cold shot towards General Zhao, but the other party had already prepared.

In the previous battle with He Yi, General Zhao was wary of this golden feather arrow, his body was extremely fast, and the afterimages left by the flash also brought great confusion to the recruits.

Each of these recruits only had two Demon Breaking Arrows in their hands, and they had already used one of them in the previous battle against the Treeheart Python, and after this round of volleys, they could no longer pose any threat to General Zhao.

The only time left for them is to wait for death.

...... ......

"Let's go!"

He Yi's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in despair, his eyes were full of blood.

His heart was filled with sadness and powerlessness.

He Yi didn't understand before, what was supporting this group of recruits, and they could be fearless in the face of death?

You must know that even the once extremely powerful Beirong Army will break and flee when faced with difficulties and defeats.

He didn't understand.

Until General Zhao pierced the body of the last soldier with the silver sword in his hand, when the soldier's consciousness gradually became blurred, he still did not forget to slash at General Zhao with the weapon in his hand.

At this moment, He Yi finally understood.

The answer is backbone.

The answer is unyielding.

The answer is will.

He Yi was heartbroken......

The Demon Slayer Sword was still shaking around him.

He lowered his head, and his eyes inadvertently saw the characters engraved on the sword.

The Book of Xia Yu

Affected by the state of mind at this time, at this moment, He Yi seemed to feel the deep sadness and powerlessness of King Yu in the face of the swollen corpses of thousands of soaked people in the rolling flood.

At this moment, He Yi seemed to realize why this "Book of Xia Yu" was made.

Again, unyielding.

Again, it's backbone.

Again, the will.

In ancient times, floods fell from the sky, and the Yellow River flooded, which could not be dredged in time, so that thousands of people were buried in the belly of the water.

King Yu held high the pinch in his hand, hating to cut off the continuous rain in the air, hating to dig up the mountains blocking the river in front of him, hating to cut through the dark clouds, and returning the people of the world a sunny day!

He had the hatred of all the people in his heart, and when he carved these twelve characters, he was swearing to the sky, vowing to defeat the sky with the power of mortals!

It turns out that it is the will......

It turns out that the twelve characters recorded in the "Book of Xia Yu" are left by the ancestors, and they would rather fight with the sky than bend the will of the spine!

All the armies are here, how can I be easily defeated!

Boom!

He Yi got up from the ground with all his strength, holding one hand on the hilt of the Demon Slaying Sword.

At this moment, the trembling and restless Demon Slaying Sword instantly fell silent.

"You damn it!" said He Yi quietly.

He glanced at General Zhao indifferently, and his trembling voice was like a ghost crying under the Nine Springs.

"Hehe, it's up to you...... Don't worry, I'll send you back to the West next!" General Zhao looked at the corpses scattered around him and let out a sneer.

The recruits were almost dead, and the few remaining ones were also slumped on the ground and struggling in pain.

He only needs to make up for it a few times, and he can rest easy.

Wrong...... After a while, you still have to search around, and you must not leave a living mouth.

The harvest of this trip can be said to have greatly exceeded General Zhao's expectations.

Today, he not only got the seven-colored demon flower, but also got a bead that can release murderous energy, and after a while, he will also get a magic weapon golden sword that does not know the grade for the time being.

Then General Zhao thought like this, as if he didn't take He Yi in his eyes at all.

He really didn't take He Yi seriously.

"I only know that there is evil in this world that should be killed, and everyone will be punished for it, and I have never heard of whether it is worthy or unworthy. He Yi lowered his head, walked forward with his sword, and walked towards General Zhao step by step.

At this time, He Yi had already entered the state of "enlightenment".

The second character, which he couldn't comprehend for a long time, spontaneously appeared in the depths of his consciousness at this moment.