Chapter 14: Retreat from the Enemy with Two Swords

"Daddy...... A child can't avenge his mother by slashing his enemies with his hands......"

"Silly boy, didn't Dad say don't provoke them, why don't you listen?"

"The child doesn't really like Shuyao, the child just wants to get rid of Chu Shaoying with his hand, make a great contribution in front of his father, make his father happy, and make his father proud of his child......"

"Ling'er, you have always been the pride of your father. ”

The sound of wind and rain mixed with the sound of wailing made the place bleak and unpredictable.

Chu Shaoying was already red-eyed, no matter how fierce the poison in the air was, he could only advance and not retreat. If it weren't for Hua Wenliu to help, he would have been poisoned by hanging colors. Looking at Chu Shaoying's castration, it seemed to be in the direction of the father and son of the Ten Thousand City Lords. The closer you get to that area, the more dense the poisonous insects become.

Getting closer and closer to the father and son of the Lord of Ten Thousand Cities, the Lord of Ten Thousand City soon discovered Hua Chu and the others, and as soon as they threw their clothes, the encirclement of poisonous insects became denser and denser. Hua Wenliu hurriedly fanned a fan of "Eternal Haoran Qi" to cover Chu Shaoying, and another fan of "Ten Thousand Years of Fast Wind" to relieve himself. With the desperate struggle of the two, the poisonous insects did not know how many died, and a thick layer of poisonous insect corpses was piled on the ground.

Chu Shaoying was filled with righteous indignation, and her long sword drew one brilliant light after another in the air, making the poisonous insects scatter and avoid it, and they didn't dare to attack it.

After a long time, the Lord of Wancheng saw that the poisonous insects could not stop the two, so he put down his son and whistled into the air. With a crisp cry, a huge bird flew towards it, and the snow-white bird stood out against the cloudy sky.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Cities stepped into the air, flew and jumped onto the back of the big bird, and personally controlled the Hail Ice Bird. The Lord of Ten Thousand Cities is skilled in controlling beasts, and he is not much stronger than Shu Yao. Under his manipulation, the Hail Snow Ice Bird galloped back and forth, facing the two masters of today's martial arts.

Chu Shaoying was okay, although the snow ice bird kept spitting out ice and snow at him, but Bo asked how sharp it was, and when the sword went down, the ice and snow disappeared in response. But Hua Wenliu is not so lucky, there is no sharp blade in his hand, although the folding fan can cut ice and crack stones, but this ice and snow is too weird, and its hardness is no less than iron. After more than a dozen strokes, the fan bone shook and his hand hurt, and the fan surface cracked with a few fine textures.

Chu Shaoying saw that the momentum was not good, so he called out "Brother Chu", and then rotated the hilt of the sword of the Bodhisattva Question twice, and suddenly, the two swords came out of the sword body of the Bodhisattva Question. Chu Shaoying took one of them herself, threw the other one hard, and the sword flew into Hua Wenliu's hand on its own. The jade ring on Hua Wenliu's waist was full of auspicious light, and it was automatically embedded in the annular groove at the hilt of the sword.

"The Sword of the Son of Heaven?"

"The common people's sword?"

Hua Wenliu touched the common sword in his hand, and a warm and warm feeling suddenly hit his whole body. Hua Wenliu got the sword of the common people just now, and he was invincible. Chu Shaoying no longer had any worries, the Son of Heaven Sword in his hand was a hundred times more powerful than the previous Bodhisattva Question, and where the sword light pointed, all the ice and snow were divided to both sides. After the flower asks the willow to break, if there is ice and snow from both sides, the common people's sword will break it into ice particles.

This is the first time in twelve years that the Sword of the Son of Heaven and the Sword of the Common People have joined forces to kill the enemy. Unlike twelve years ago, not one is in the light and the other is in the dark, but both are in the light.

The City Lord of Wan seemed to understand their style of play, so he turned most of his offensive to Chu Shaoying, and it didn't matter to Hua Wenliu's offensive. Chu Shaoying's whole person was like crazy, and he did not retreat but advanced against such a fierce attack by the Snow Ice Bird. In this way, Chu Shaoying attracted most of the attention of the Ten Thousand City Lords, so much so that the Ten Thousand City Lords ignored the existence of the Common People's Sword.

The fight was in full swing, and suddenly the side of the snow ice bird was full of auspicious light. I don't know when, Hua Wenliu has bullied the snow ice bird, and the common people's swords are drawn down from the sky, and the auspicious light is like water. The Lord of Ten Thousand Cities had no time to look at it, and was about to retreat, when the common people's sword actually cut off the left wing of the Hail Ice Bird. The Hail Ice Bird suddenly couldn't grasp its balance, its body was crooked, and it didn't listen to the call of the Lord of Ten Thousand Cities. Chu Shaoying took the opportunity to vigorously pull out the Son of Heaven Sword, and suddenly, the Son of Heaven Sword passed through the center of the head of the Hail Snow Ice Bird, and the castration was still not reduced at all, and it stabbed straight towards the Lord of Ten Thousand Cities. As soon as the Lord of Ten Thousand Cities turned over in the air, the Sword of the Son of Heaven swept through the front door, and this sword was extremely thrilling.

The head and wings of the snow bird were bleeding, and the white feathers were dyed red, and it fluttered in the air a few times, and its huge body crashed to the ground, splashing muddy water everywhere.

Seeing that the general trend has gone, the lord of Wancheng does not dare to fight, and he stays in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood. Suddenly, with a wave of his sleeves, the poisons gathered and hid from the sun, like a sheltered house.

The poisoners have been around the place for a long time, vowing to eat their prey. After a long time, there was a loud sword roar in the center of the poison, and gradually, the glory light soared, and a powerful air flow exploded outward, which seemed to expand the encirclement of the poisons. But the poisons squeezed the encirclement one after another.

The sound of the sword beeping became louder and louder, mixed with the shouts of people, and the ground shook, from weak to strong. The poisonous insects could not stand the impact of the air flow in the middle. The gap between the worms is getting bigger and bigger. Wisps of light shot out from the gaps in the poisonous insects, dazzling the eyes.

I only heard the sharp word "broken", as if there were nine days of thunder falling, and the light in the center of the poisonous insect was like a column. The poisonous insects couldn't resist the impact of such a powerful air current, and exploded with a bang, and the poisonous insects also seemed to retreat to the surrounding areas and fell to the ground, but they were killed by the sword qi and could no longer survive. And in the center of the battlefield, there stood two men, each holding a sword in their hands, heroic and heroic, as if they were in the world.

Outside the battlefield, there is no longer a father and son, and I don't know where to hide.

I don't know when, Xi Yao came over holding her sister's corpse. Chu Shaoying looked at Shuyao's body in a different place, couldn't help but feel sad, shed two tears, cheered herself up, and walked out holding Shuyao's body.

After a while, we arrived at the Liniu Village, which was once again lively as usual, with farmers working in the fields and the sound of chickens and dogs barking.

This place after the rain is also humid and unbearable, but Chu Shaoying has no intention of caring about it, the only thing that shocked him was that Yi Ri Wanshi was destroyed, so he hurriedly asked what was going on.

Wen Juncong replied: "It turns out that the villagers and livestock here have turned into zombies, and after you go, the zombies soaked up the water and burrowed out of the ground and attacked us. We resisted with all our might, but we were unable to repel these deadly zombies, and several of our brothers died. Who knew that those zombies rushed to Yi Ri Wanshi and bit the bow with sharp teeth, but we had no choice but to retreat all the way. Probably retreated, and zombies appeared behind it. We were surrounded, and the zombies rushed towards us, biting people when they saw them, and seeing that we were about to be wiped out, but somehow, the zombies suddenly lay on the ground as if they had been overdosed, and when they woke up, they became normal people. ”

Chu Shaoying glanced at the divine bow underground, and sure enough, there were tooth marks on it. It's just that at this time, Chu Shaoying was already discouraged, and she didn't care about it, so she rode a fast horse, took Shuyao's corpse, and went straight to Bitianque.

Back at Bitianque, Chu Shaoying prepared a luxurious funeral, and personally kept a vigil for Shuyao for seven days, and anyone could see that he was much older and haggard. During this period, Xi Yao has been accompanying Chu Shaoying, but she has not closed her eyes for a few days.

On the tenth day, it was the day of Shuyao's burial, and Hua Wenliu and his wife came to send wreaths, and carried the crystal coffin containing Shuyao to the Bitian tomb with everyone. Hua Chu and the two personally buried her, and Chu Shaoying wrote an elegy:

Pain Shuyao, pity Shuyao.

Nian Jun died early, and the heavens and the earth were frosty.

The husband has been in the past ten years, and the virtue is good.

Inside and outside, the name is fragrant.

From now on, there will be no confidants in the world.

Qiandeng Immortal Urn, not a ghost.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

Shang He, Shang He.

- "Shuyao Elegy"