Chapter 327: Defeat
Rumble!
The two large fireballs suddenly condensed in mid-air, spinning wildly, and the scattered sparks scattered in all directions, and the ground suddenly became full of smoke and dust, raising a lot of dirt and dust.
Ye Wen turned a blind eye, the figure that leaped over paused, and then directly took an arrow step, raised his hands, and an extremely dazzling white light bloomed, and two extremely cold sword qi shot out from it, quickly slashing at the center of the two big fireballs in front of him.
The two white ice sword qi directly tore the two big fireballs apart completely.
Ye Wen's figure pounced into it one by one, passing through the flames that exploded, and the whole person was like a beast on fire, killing it with the momentum of tearing everything apart.
Ye Wen's whole body and face were covered with this thin layer of frost, and the flames were burning on top of the frost, but they could not erode under the skin of his flesh at all.
"The first one!"
Ye Wen let out a low snort, and as the voice sounded low, a fierce murderous aura permeated out, and a light fluttering sword shadow slashed horizontally, and in the next moment, a blood line mixed with broken bones and flesh sprinkled in the air.
I saw that the silent man Huo's eyes were wide open, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and his hands frantically covered his throat that was opened by the sword qi, and at the same time he retreated frantically, and the Dao power around him seemed to be on the verge of losing control, as if he wanted to rush out and explode.
Another sword swinged, a poignant sword shadow slashed through the air, the sword intent was so cold that it almost completely froze the entire space in front of it, just a flash of white light, I saw a head and two severed hands fly up, and the headless body of the silent man was thrown back miserably, and a pillar of blood spurted out from the neck position, smashing heavily to the ground.
A straight streak of blood ran over the pavement.
At this time, two screams containing boundless anger behind Ye Wen could be heard, his eyes were full of calm emotions, no sadness and no joy, one turned around neatly, and at the moment of turning around, in the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two flame swords in front of him that tore through the air and slashed wildly.
It seems to be as powerful as before, but in fact, in just an instant, the entire water and fire dual-stream array has been frozen and disintegrated, and the boundless power produced by the union has suddenly fallen, if you look carefully at this moment, you can see that the peripheral aura of the flame knife is drifting away, like a small candle in the wind, it seems to be strong, but it is actually an external strength and hollow, which may be extinguished at any time.
The firelight reflected the pale faces of the two men, and the look of despair and disbelief in their eyes, because the battle formation was broken, and the temporarily lost reason returned, but this was the real painful moment, because the moment they returned to their sanity, they understood the fact that they were doomed.
This time continue to shoot, but to fight the last courage, with the idea of ending up together, crazy to launch the last offensive, the original fighting between the monks, mostly offensive and defensive, even if it is to use all the strength of a blow, there will be a trace of room to defend, but looking at the attitude of these two people frantically rushing forward, it can be seen that even the safety of their bodies in their hearts is simply left behind.
Even if there are thousands of rivers and mountains to block them, even if they are bound to fall on the spot, they must also make the enemy pay a heavy price! It is such a strong and astonishing courage that supports the last sacrifice blow of these two Tongxuancheng soldiers.
"Good guys!"
Ye Wen's pupils shrank slightly, looking at the offensive and posture of the two enemy monks who were full of shock and oppression under the scorching sun, like candles burning to their heart's content, and couldn't help but feel a trace of respect in his heart, wondering how the superiors of Xuancheng managed the army, and were able to make these five-fold peak monks willing to make sacrifices without regrets?
But admiration is admiration, since each is its master, there will be no extra pity, Ye Wen was not shocked by the appearance of the two rushing over, his eyes were calm, and he raised the ice sword in his hand unhurriedly, the muscles of his hands trembled violently, and the Dao power in his body surged wildly, bursting out with extremely terrifying power, continuously shaking the ice sword in his hand.
Buzz!
The crystal clear blade is shaking and vibrating wildly!
The bitter cold wind suddenly howled, and the snowflakes swirled in the alleyway with the cold wind, whistling and fluttering in all directions.
A white sword shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, as bright as a galaxy, and broke straight into the two blazing flame knives, and a cloud of ice mist shrouded the past, freezing the entire space, and the two flame knives seemed to have stopped time, and they actually stopped a few breaths in mid-air.
One sluggish breath is enough to kill, let alone a few breaths?!
The incomparable sword light split into two, turning into a more vast and brilliant white sword, and at the moment of penetration, the moment the ice and fire touched, the flames froze out of thin air, and then they disintegrated and peeled off.
The two of them, who were extremely powerful before, were now stained with a layer of dead ash on their eyes, and their bodies that rushed forward suddenly stiffened in place, only to see them start from their heads, quickly spread to their arms, chests and legs, and finally became a humanoid ice sculpture that exuded an icy aura.
Ye Wen's eyes were lowered, standing quietly in front of the two bodies, the hair on his forehead covered the cold gaze, and after a while, he shook his head, he was not a person with rich feelings, nor was he the kind of person who liked to pity the enemy, but he killed three soldiers who could be called heroes with his own hands, and there was always a sigh of surprise in his heart.
Then, Ye Wen moved again, and the sound of footsteps as thin as falling leaves sounded.
He walked to the front of him to the ground full of metal fragments, these things were spilled from the package that the three soldiers had dropped in the middle of the battle, due to the aftermath of the spells they had fought with, the objects that should have been intact were now in disarray, it was not surprising, the aftermath of the five or six monks' spells was enough to melt gold and iron, but the fact that these fragments could still preserve a certain form made him even more curious.
Ye Wen glanced at these fragments a few times, then circled around and observed from the other side, and then slowly squatted down and picked up a small metal fragment on the ground, the shape was irregular, but it was difficult to figure out what kind of component it was, after all, his knowledge in this area was quite lacking.
Judging from the fluctuation of Dao power, it is probably some practical application of the talisman formation, it is said that in the high-level talismans, many of them are combined with metal machinery, resulting in a more magical effect, but whether this is the case in the actual situation, Ye Wen does not know, after all, he does not have much involvement in this.
However, the most reasonable inference is that its role is probably nothing more than to intercept the signal of the Huoluo stronghold, and in a war, whether the unity between the soldiers of the army can be integrated or not is often the key to achieving the final victory.
Before Su Linglong sent him out, he also explained that the pillar of light standing in the center of Huoluo was not only used to mobilize the hidden guard force of the stronghold, but also to coordinate and communicate the information exchange between his own soldiers, so that each sergeant could list an invulnerable formation, and work together to resist the enemy, so that the leader of the leading team could command the army like an arm.