Chen looked at Xing Xuan a little strangely.

"So Sister Ying wants you to come to me to exorcise her curse?" Chen said, "I'm a military doctor, why didn't she come to me directly?"

"I don't know, what to say can't find you, it's the same as gibberish. Xing Xuan waved his hand and said with a frown, "But this is a blood curse, it looks serious, but ...... Even in wartime, there should be another way to lift the curse. ”

Chen's heart seemed to beat violently, and she didn't say anything, as if she was in deep thought.

"I promised her, no matter what unspeakable reasons it was, and it was not for her reward, it was my duty to save her. After a long time, Chen spoke.

"Well, please. Xing Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and touched Chen's hair with a smile, "I'll go and see Brother Lu and them." ”

Chen smiled cutely and nodded.

With that, Xing Xuan stood up and walked out of the tent.

Looking at Xing Xuan's departing back, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, as if she was a little flustered, and she seemed to have a little thought.

soon

The bright moon was cold, the candle flame stood there quietly, and the whole camp was very quiet.

In the tent, Ying Chenji slowly took off her shirt, her convex and delicate figure was unobstructed, and her snow-white skin and beautiful face could make all beings fall in the haze even if they were separated by several layers of curtains.

She is like the noble and cold magnolia flower, it is really a plain white and wonderful, cold and beautiful, and it is desirable but unattainable.

But those who see her eyes will wake up in an instant, and they can't help but shiver like falling into an ice cave.

What that kind of look contains is how many times you have to toss and turn between life and death, and how much blood is stained on your hands to have such determination and coldness.

At this time, the curtain was gently lifted, and Ying Chenji looked there vigilantly.

Yes Chen, she will always be like a green lotus out of the mud, elegant, fresh, even if it is a first-class beauty like Ying Chenji, she can't dominate in front of her.

Chen silently sat down behind her, and laid out all the medical items in his hands.

She stretched out her slender jade fingers and touched towards Ying Chenji's serpentine tattoo.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Chen raised his hand.

"Is there any problem?" asked Chen.

"No, it's fine. Ying Chenji gasped and said, "You just need to treat, don't worry about me." ”

Chen hesitated, nodded, and picked up a plate of silver needles.

She slowly picked up the silver needle and roasted it on the candle flame, and then, the green Yuan Li suddenly wrapped the silver needle like a small snake.

She gently pierced the back of Ying Chenji's neck, and suddenly, Ying Chenji almost cried out in pain, and the serpentine tattoo that was still far away shook violently, exuding waves of black gas outward.

Immediately, Chen inserted the silver needles full of life force into her Taiyi, Fengmen, Shinto, Yunmen, Qito, or Zhong.

Ying Chenji finally couldn't help it, the severe pain made her dizzy, and finally screamed hoarsely.

At the same time, the blood curse also kept rolling, the light brightened and dimmed, and for a moment it seemed that there was a black face roaring and wanting to rush towards Chen, full of anger and unwillingness.

Chen's hand rolled with a torrent of turquoise, and under the glow of the light, the phantom face suddenly lost its ferocity, but instead looked very painful, curled up helplessly to the side.

Chen folded his hands and sat cross-legged in front of Ying Chenji, his hands surging with light slowly exerting force towards her.

After a long time, under the caress of the light of life, the snake-shaped tattoo gradually turned into a little light and dissipated from Yingchenji's body.

The phantom became fainter and fainter, turned into a cloud of smoke, and returned to heaven and earth again.

Under the candle flame, Xing Xuan sat down and enjoyed dinner with the eldest grandson.

Dinner is not a delicacies of the mountains and seas, this is in the army, even if it is a commander like Changsun Jing, in front of him is just a bowl of hot porridge with jujube and a piece of sugar cake infused with Yuan Li.

Although this was already a rare meal in the army, Xing Xuan did not focus on eating, he looked around at the Shuai tent, and finally his eyes fell on the "chain of crime" hanging behind the Shuai case.

It was a vicious-looking six-handed monster, with a churning ocean and fluttering skeletons under its feet, and the celestials appeared from the clouds, throwing chains with an expressionless face, even if the monster held a killing weapon in each of its six hands, and let out a terrible roar towards the celestials, it could not break free.

"That's endless sinful karma" Changsun Jing noticed Xing Xuan's gaze and said lightly, "There are no such monsters in the world, all monsters start from people's hearts." ”

"You mean, kill. Xing Xuan noticed that the monster still had a sharp weapon with blood in his hand, and said after some thought.

"That's right, kill. Changsun Jing said, "No matter what it is, killing itself is to carry more sinful karma, even if you have to kill, you must retain the compassion in your heart, otherwise, the wanton and unrestrained indiscriminate killing, sooner or later, you will lose yourself in it and turn into a 'ghost' in the painting." ”

The six-handed monster struggles in pain under the chains, but its eyes are full of holes.

"Compassion ......" muttered Xing Zhen, looking at the painting.

A few days later

The sound of war drums broke the remaining silence, and flags were scattered all over the field, shaking violently with the whining north wind.

The army gradually gathered, and from the sky, a dense large area covered the land, the silver armor exuded a cold glow, and the blades in their hands reflected their solemn and nervous looks.

Xing Xuan put on his armor, looked at the dazzling glowing city-state in front of him, and subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

The commanders have already said that this battle is extremely important, determining whether they can overthrow Luan Yan's rule, and Luan Yan will definitely resist their attack with all his might, coupled with a fierce general like Yin Yu, this must be a difficult battle.

"The Eastern Coalition Army was defeated, the Northern Coalition Army was dragged down, and now the Western Coalition Army is the only hope, it can win, and every soldier here who wields his sword will be credited to Sheji. ”

This is Yunwen's original words, and it is true, the Eastern Coalition Army is suspicious of each other, and suffered a big defeat, low morale, internal division, but Luan Yan's military strength is getting stronger and stronger, if the Western Coalition Army can not capture Yunzhong and grasp Yunzhou, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to crusade against the rebels.

Xing Xuan looked at Amon on the side, he still didn't look refreshed, although it had been more than twenty days since the last battle, but Amon's injuries were very serious at that time, and he could only recover at this time, barely going into battle.

This can't help but add to Xing Zhen's worries.

As if to reassure Xing Xuan, Amon nodded and greeted him, but Xing Xuan is not a fool, how can he believe him.

At this time, a pair of hands rested on Xing Xuan's shoulders.

He looked back and was stunned.

It's Yingchen Ji, she is wearing a light armor here, a sword in her hand, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, her long hair is scattered, fluttering in the wind, and the Qingluan on her helmet seems to be flying high, heroic.

"Rest assured, let's charge together. Ying Chenji said with a smile.

Xing Zhen came back to her senses, her nervous heart was relieved, and she nodded.

"In this battle, only victory is allowed, not defeat!" At this time, Wei Zheng flew down from the city and hung in the air, just like the celestial man who came to life from the mural, and his powerful aura made all beings bow down.

I saw that his face was expressionless, and with a sound of "Zheng", the sword was already unsheathed, exuding a cold glow under the sun.

He raised his arms slowly, pointing into the clouds as if the gods had decreed it.

"The officers and men of the three armies obey the order!

"Kill !!" With Wei Zheng's shout, the soldiers rushed out one after another in an instant, roaring wildly, stirring up rolling waves of sand, like a wave swallowing into the clouds.

If you look at it from the air, it is definitely a shocking scene, and even the most proficient poet cannot imagine this vast scene.

Thousands of silver armor shining in the sun were neatly aligned, like a silver sea, and the soldiers were already divided into two paths, if they were like giant pincers towards the clouds, the earth was trembling violently.

This battle, regardless of the outcome, will go down in history.

Under the light, the army in the clouds was also ready to go, under the banner, Yin Yu held a halberd in his hand, and the black cloak hunted, he bit his lip, hugged his arms, looked at the army rushing towards the clouds with disdain, and snorted.

It seems that in his eyes, the torrent of steel is just paper paste, and it is vulnerable.

"All the troops obey the order, for the sake of Lord Luan Yan, kill these rebels here, and pay homage to the prime minister, and there is also your share, in the clouds, it is unbreakable!" said the adjutant on the side.

"Oh!" the sergeants said passionately, raising their blades.

"Now, charge!" shouted the adjutant with a wave of his flag.

Under the order, the sergeants were in high spirits, raised their three-foot swords, and rushed towards the coalition forces.

Looking at the soldiers who kept pouring out, Yin Yu pursed his lips, looking very dissatisfied.

"It's good to rush up and kill directly, where is there so much nonsense!" Yin Yu muttered, and then, he flicked the reins and swept past the sergeant in front of him, with a halberd in his left hand and a handsome flag in his right hand.

Looking at Yin Yu's posture, the fighting spirit of the soldiers was even more aroused, and the soldiers roared and cheered, following in Yin Yu's footsteps, as if they were not following a general, but a god who could turn the tide of the battle and lead them to victory.

"Kill !!"

Soon, the two sides fought each other, and with the crisp sound of the sword "ding", blood was sprinkled on the land.

In the face of the pincer offensive of the coalition army, the army in the clouds did not panic, but directly crashed into it with Yin Yu, and soon, the two sides had different degrees of casualties, a weapon fell into the dirt, and a famous soldier fell to the ground.

Arrows, slings, traps, formations, elemental powers, all kinds of moves emerge on the battlefield, and there is chaos.

A soldier pressed the enemy to the ground, the enemy continued to struggle, the soldier gritted his teeth, and slashed a knife on his neck, and the enemy's hand immediately hung down weakly and was silent.

But before the soldier could breathe a sigh of relief, an arrow struck in the distance, impartially and through his head.

The primordial ones struggled to wield their elemental power, and the primordial of the fire elemental set out a formation and summoned a raging fire, only to hear a miserable scream, and several enemy troops around them were reduced to ashes.

The water elemental elemental snorted and the yuan power in his hand surged, and a cloud of water restrained the footsteps of the elemental person to the surface, and then raised the spear that flashed cold, and stabbed at it with a smile.

The Yuan was startled, only to hear a "ding" sound, and the spear stabbed on the blade, stirring up Dao sparks.

Wei Zheng held a sword in his right hand, as if he was walking in a no-man's land, strolling leisurely, and the long tassel slowly swayed.

He didn't have any posture, just walked slowly like that, as if he was in his back garden, but as long as the enemy appeared in his sight, there was only one end.

Raise your sword and fall and slash on the spot.

"Sure enough, it lives up to the reputation of the Sword Saint. Yin Yu saw Wei Zheng from a distance and said in surprise, but at the same time, he was a little more excited.

The so-called posture of no phase is that there is no posture, in this way, there is no absolute flaw, the enemy never knows what his next move will be, but correspondingly, with this posture to meet the enemy, no matter what move the enemy makes, he will also deal with it slower.

But for a strong man like Wei Zheng, the extremely fast reaction has made up for the shortcomings of the phaseless posture.

Wei Zheng has been integrated with his sword, and every move and style is as refined as the wind, swift as a rainbow, simple and concise, back to the basics, without a trace of redundancy, and without the slightest exaggeration.

The enemy army trembled and looked at this commanding old man, if Yin Yu was like an undefeated god of war who wanted to lead them to repel everything that stood in their way, then the appearance of Wei Zheng at this moment was like a heavenly path that no god could shake, and on his scale, there was only one fate waiting for them.

die

After the Great War 20 years ago, Wei Zheng returned to his own territory, Beizhou, and no longer asked about the world, and his story was spread like a legend, but there were still arrogant people who did not think so.

But at this moment, this former legendary old man once again showed his legend to the world, even if he is a little old, the battlefield is still his stage.

He is the sword master, one person can defeat one country!