Chapter 120: One Man Guards a Hundred

Zhu Chenhuan hurried day and night, but it was still a little slower, and when he arrived, more than half of the soldiers in Shi Yuguo's camp had already been killed or wounded, and Deng Mingyan was also facing a life and death crisis, so he didn't have time to think deeply, so he had to make a hurried move, and finally did not let Shi Yuguo, a general, lose here, and relieved Deng Mingyan's crisis. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Standing on top of the war horse, looking at the gloomy general of the enemy army from afar, Zhu Chenhuan took out the magic sword that had not yet been unsheathed behind his back in one hand, and turned to Deng Mingyan with hazy tears and whispered: "I'll open the way for you, you go out from here first." ”

Deng Mingyan is like a big girl at this time, he has fought in the battlefield dozens of times in his life, thinking that he has already had an iron-hearted heart, but who knows that after seeing His Royal Highness the Prince, who should not have appeared here, and should have entered the hinterland of the enemy through their death, the heart that was already indifferent and even dying instantly became hot, he was not a stupid person, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can appear at this time, what does it mean, he has to understand more than these ordinary soldiers.

And because of this, he felt hot in his heart at the same time, but also very nervous. According to Mr. Lu's plan, whether he can survive or not depends entirely on himself, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never be able to appear here, but who knows, he not only appeared, but even saved his own life!

At this time, seeing His Royal Highness the Prince's white clothes fluttering in the wind, and the unknown ancient sword in his hand trembled slightly, Deng Mingyan, who had killed countless people, only felt that his heart trembled at this moment, and he could see Zhu Chenhuan's clear and warm eyes, and his heart was tight.

didn't have time to think about it, he directly wiped away the tears on his face three or two times, raised his sword again and roared: "Everyone, charge with me!"

At the same time as he shouted, the commander of the heavy armored cavalry of the Fengyun Kingdom also showed a cruel smile, and raised his sword again and roared: "Kill!"

In an instant, the two forces collided with each other again, intending to form a second strangulation posture.

Zhu Chenhuan frowned slightly, as if he was annoyed why things were always different from his imagination, only to see his toes lightly, the whole person flew out like an immortal, and at the same time, it was out of the sheath in an instant, and a kind of qi containing the reckless ancient beast suddenly rose, and everyone felt their shoulders sink at this moment, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

In an instant of the ancient sword, the recklessness was revealed!

Zhu Chenhuan took advantage of this gap to use his qi sword, like a bullfighting charge, pointing at the three hundred people in front of him, and slashing them with a sword.

Zhu Chenhuan is not a sword immortal, but because he secretly learned the swordsmanship of Li Bai and Hong Yunzhi, he formed his own unique half-hung swordsmanship.

As soon as the sword went down, the light was like a bullfighting star, and people couldn't help but close their eyes instantly.

And at this moment, Zhu Chenhuan suddenly shouted: "General Deng, rush!"

Although Deng Mingyan closed his eyes because of the dazzling light, he did not hesitate at all, he believed that Zhu Chenhuan, who used to be a small soldier in his army, and even more believed that His Royal Highness the Prince of Shiyuguo, who had now walked five hundred miles to come here to rescue himself and others!

only listened to Zhu Chenhuan's order, so he roared "the whole army charges", drove the horse under his crotch, and rushed towards the place where the sword cut the way.

Along the way, the wind and sand blew in, hitting the face with extreme pain, but in their hearts, the hearts of all the surviving soldiers of the Jinzi Battalion were as warm as the sun of nine days.

I don't know how far I ran, but after feeling that there was no wind and no sand, Deng Mingyan opened his mouth and roared to stop, and the remaining forty-eight cavalry soldiers were in unison, instantly tightening the reins, and the horses stopped at the same time, without a trace of chaotic sound.

Everyone looked back at the same time, only to see that the road they had just walked was actually as much as three feet lower than the road on both sides, and then looked at the battlefield from afar, only Zhu Chenhuan stood alone among the enemy soldiers, and the enemy soldiers counted carefully, and there were less than 500 people left.

Forty-nine people, including Deng Mingyan, hurriedly looked elsewhere, and the corpses on the ground did not exceed two hundred, that is to say, Zhu Chenhuan's sword just now directly killed three hundred enemy soldiers, and even a complete corpse could not be found.

The power of one move, terrifying, what kind of strength does Zhu Chenhuan have?

The surviving soldiers of the Jinzi Battalion glanced at each other, with a look of horror and shock in their eyes, they tightened the reins and looked at Deng Mingyan in unison. Deng Mingyan licked his lips that had dried up and cracked, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he squinted and looked at the battlefield ahead, only to see that the originally invincible heavy armored cavalry of Fengyun Country was like seeing a ghost at this moment, everyone's face was full of fear and panic, although they surrounded Zhu Chenhuan, but their courage had already been scared away, where could they exert half of their usual combat power?

Retracting the sword, Deng Mingyan suddenly raised his neck, with a proud face, and said: "Look at our Royal Highness the Prince, give Lao Tzu a careful look, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whom we would rather die than protect!"

In the middle of the battlefield, Zhu Chenhuan was holding the Molan Ancient Sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground, and the blood gathered, constantly flowing from the tip of the sword into the ancient sword in an instant. Hearing the sound of drinking water, everyone in Fengyun Kingdom looked even more shocked.

"You...... Who the hell are you? Are you a human or a ghost?"

The heavy armored cavalry general of the Fengyun Country could no longer remain calm, he clenched the big knife in his hand, the tip of the knife trembled and pointed at Qin Hao with an indifferent face, his voice was not low, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a fierce heart.

"You...... Do you know who you are fighting against? You are making enemies of our Fengyun Country, you are making enemies of millions of soldiers of our Fengyun Country, if you ......

"Noise!" Zhu Chenhuan suddenly raised his eyes, and the moment he looked at the enemy general, the man only felt as if he was being stared at by a bloodthirsty giant beast, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back instantly, and he didn't dare to say a word more.

After the blood on the ground was swallowed by the magic sword in an instant, Zhu Chenhuan raised the sword blade, squinted his eyes, and saw that the body of the ancient sword was already covered with a thin layer of redness, and when he touched it lightly with his hand, he could still feel a sticky feeling.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he didn't feel that using the blood of dead people to raise swords was a bad thing, and these people wanted to let him die, so he didn't have a little psychological pressure.

The moment he flicked again, the sword body buzzed and trembled, as if he was making a cheerful whisper, Zhu Chenhuan suddenly threw it into the air in an instant, and he didn't care about it anymore, just stepped out.

When the enemy general saw this, his face was immediately shocked, and he hurriedly roared: "Quick, kill him!

Before he finished speaking, he saw a sword suddenly appear in front of him, and the sword flashed directly from his neck, and then the ancient sword disappeared and his head flew up.

Then, in an instant, the sword suddenly appeared in a place that everyone didn't expect, and after killing one person, it suddenly disappeared, behaving strangely, like a ghost like a god.

Zhu Chenhuan didn't care about the sword killing behind him, he just punched out, blasting out the enemy in front of him, and then he walked slowly towards Deng Mingyan and the others.

The magic sword instant, the reason why it is named instant, is because it looms in an instant, and it reappears in an instant, like a ghost or not a ghost, but it can make people's hearts frightened.

If you face an opponent of the same level, the Instant Sword can only do the art of action, but in the face of these ordinary soldiers, no matter how elite they are, they can't withstand a sword qi attack of the Spirit Sword in the ground level.

Zhu Chenhuan kept moving away from the battlefield, but in an instant, he was killing wantonly, the sword flashed, and often he saw blood gushing out without seeing the sword body. There is a spirit in an instant, not to mention that it is still the predecessor of the magic sword, and the means to kill people at this time are not a few points weaker than Zhu Chenhuan.

The reason why he didn't let Instant Strike before, and let Deng Mingyan and the others leave, was because the magic sword did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and if the killing intent was opened, there would be no one left.

Zhu Chenhuan walked a foot, and the enemy killed 100 people.

Zhu Chenhuan walked ten zhang, and the enemy died three hundred.

When Zhu Chenhuan finally walked in front of the soldiers of Shi Yuguo's Jinzi Battalion who were full of shock, the magic sword passed through the chest of the last person in an instant, bringing up the red blood flower, and under the last bit of sunlight in the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked so bewitching.

PS: Let's have a luxury to raise ordinary language, the work is really annoying, and the mood of the code word is gone (crying). (To be continued.) )