Chapter Seventy-Seven: From Home to Country

The natal determines the lower limit, and there is a golden natal, that is to say, this Chen has a great future in the future, if there is no accident that changes the sky, the minimum in the future will be a county guard, assassination history!

This Chen Wu is just a slave in the Chen family in Hedong, how can he have the order of the state and county?

This is very strange!

Could it be that the Chen family in the river really has a chance, and it can't be turned into a country?

Unless they can really change the dynasty and the Chen family is the lord of the world, how can Chen Wu be a subordinate slave and have the natal luck of the state and county?

No, find a chance, and look at the luck of the rest of the Chen family!

But that's not the most important thing right now, and it's not the most important thing right now.

The most important thing is that the only way to survive today is in that Chen Wu!

Wang Zhenling has seen his luck, although his luck is good, but his life is very ordinary, he can make a yellow ribbon copper seal of 200 stones, and it is already very good to be a 400 stone official.

Of course, the natal determines the lower limit.

However, if the lower limit is too low, it will be very difficult to achieve a high upper limit.

Not to mention, the point is, at such a time. Only that Chen Wu is a golden natal life, this life is extremely expensive, and it will be at least a state and county in the future, and he will not die here easily.

In other words, the only way to survive this time is to follow this Chen Wu!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling spoke: "Fifth Brother Chen, you come to open the way, I will follow you to kill you!"

That Chen Wu was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wang Zhenling to call him like this, he was stunned, but he had already pulled out the long sword at his waist and said, "Okay!"

At this time, the sword was a battlefield sword, similar to the Han sword. It's definitely not a decorative sword like in TV and movies, a literati sword.

In fact, the most common sword shapes in film and television are actually worn by ancient literati to decorate, and they have no effect, and most of them do not open their edges at all.

However, the sword in Chen Wu's hand was different, heavy, narrow, and extremely sharp, which was conducive to chopping.

Especially between Chen Wu's shots, on top of the blade of the sword, there was a layer of gang qi, which was three feet, which greatly increased the power of this kind of sword.

Even if you encounter a soldier wearing heavy armor, under this kind of reckless aura, you can see through the heavy armor and kill and injure people.

Even if Wang Zhenling saw it, he couldn't help but sigh, this Chen Wu's swordsmanship was already brilliant, and his qi was already at this level, it was really powerful!

At this time, it is just as useful to deal with ghosts. As soon as the gang qi passed, it didn't even need to be chopped, just a little bit, and those ghosts had already turned into clouds.

Of course, it's also because these wild ghosts are not too strong, at most they are some resentful ghosts, and most of them are even lonely ghosts whose souls are drifting away!

Therefore, Chen Wuyi slashed out, at least dozens of ghosts, and they were cut into mist, and some lonely souls and wild ghosts directly dissipated and returned to heaven and earth.

But I saw him kill him step by step, step by step. No matter how many ghosts there are in front of him, no matter how powerful the ghosts are, they are all smashed under his sword.

In particular, the three powerful ghosts roared and rushed towards Chen Wu under the cover of other ghosts, but they saw that Chen Wu's face remained unchanged, but the rhythm and frequency of the sword seemed to have changed slightly.

It was as if the rhythm of the sword suddenly became a little faster!

That is, it was a little faster, and before the three powerful ghosts could rush in front of Chen Wu, they were slashed by a sword, and with a snort, they exploded like balloons.

Then, before the three ghosts recovered, another quick sword slashed over, slashing the three ghosts again.

With three swords in a row, the three powerful ghosts could no longer bear it, and their souls scattered and dissipated.

From beginning to end, this Chen Wu has changed except for the frequency of the sword, and the moves of the sword are exactly the same, without the slightest change.

Seeing the ripples in Wang Zhenling's eyes: "Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!"

In his heart, he sighed to himself, among the swordsmanship masters he had seen, he should take this Chen Wu as the most.

Others, even the swordsmanship of that real Yunzi can't compare to this person!

However, although Chen Wu had such a skill, the other township soldiers were not good.

There are those wild ghosts rushing from all directions, and at this time, the luck of the village soldiers has been suppressed, and their courage has been lost, and they are all frightened in the face of these evil ghosts.

Even if he wields a weapon indiscriminately, his blood is gone, and his power is no longer there. With that ordinary weapon, it is difficult to pose any threat to these ghosts.

There were a few village soldiers who were pounced on by the ghosts, and they were suddenly in a trance, standing still, their faces and expressions changed, as if they were crying and laughing, and they looked extremely infiltrating.

In a moment, the possessed ghost creature showed a strange smile on its face, raised the knife, and slashed it under its neck, and blood splattered.

There are even possessed village soldiers, who are hideous, but they pick up weapons and pounce on other village soldiers, injuring several people.

The other villagers knew that something was wrong and began to fight back.

However, even if those who were possessed were stabbed through the body with weapons, they were still not afraid of death and kept pounced.

The blow to the morale of the people in this situation can be imagined, especially when the luck of the entire township soldier is suppressed, I am afraid that the entire township soldier team will collapse.

Needless to say, you can imagine what would happen to the team in such a place!

At a critical time, Wang Zhenling also followed, but in front of Chen Wu, he was not good at using the methods of a cultivator.

So, he also drew his sword, and the sword came out like the wind, like a tornado, and slew the wild ghosts behind him.

As soon as Wang Zhenling made a move, Chen Wu couldn't help but look back, with a look of amazement in his eyes!

Chen Wu's swordsmanship is not to say that he has reached the peak of his master's attainment, but at least he has reached the realm of entering the house.

At this point, Wang Zhenling's swordsmanship is far inferior!

But Wang Zhenling's sword is more lethal, Wang Zhenling's cultivation is not so deep, between the internal qi and the external release, the gang qi is not more than an inch, like a little blue light attached to the blade of the sword.

However, Wang Zhenling's sword was mixed with the power of the Sun Demon Slaying Sword.

As long as he is hit by Wang Zhenling's sword, no matter what kind of ghost he is, he will be directly scattered, but it is impossible to recover at all!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, why is it so powerful?"

A strange look flashed in Chen Wu's eyes.

Ghosts have no physical body, and they are all transformed by yin energy. Therefore, the damage of physical attacks to it is much smaller, even if it is true qi, but it is also difficult to kill it with one blow.

Instead, it has to attack several times in a row, consuming its ghost energy and scattering its soul.

And Wang Zhenling's sword came out, but it was able to directly scatter the ghosts and souls, which was very powerful!

It's just that at this time, the situation is critical, and Chen Wu has no chance to ask.

In fact, he only glanced at it twice, but then he struck with his sword again.