Chapter 164: The sword broke
Seeing that the light cavalry was easily resolved by the Martial Soul Empire after shooting a roundabout way, Avalanche and others in the Tiandou Empire's military formation suddenly became extremely ugly. Avalanche clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white due to force, and a hint of reluctance and anger flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that this was the difference between the number of soul masters on both sides. As one of the new seven major sects, the Fengjian Sect has more than 2,000 disciples who can fight, but it is impossible for the Tiandou Empire to gather 2,000 flying soul masters who can become organized.
Marsonnel Ge Long turned his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi and Tang San not far away, bowing slightly, with a hint of solemnity in his tone: "Next, it's up to the two sect leaders."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, his expression was calm, and he turned around and whispered behind him: "Uncle Jian, it's time for us to take action."
Chen Xin nodded slightly, and a sharp sword intent flashed in his eyes. He slowly stepped forward, and the martial soul of the Seven Killing Sword was quietly released, and the sword energy was scattered all over his body, like a sharp sword unsheathed, revealing its sharpness. His aura instantly enveloped the entire audience, and even the air seemed to be cut into countless pieces.
At the same time, Tang San also issued an order to the Tang family army: "Check the crossbow machine and put the machine spring!"
As soon as the order was issued, the soldiers of the Tang family army took action immediately. With a clanging sound, they quickly took off the Zhuge crossbow behind them and skillfully checked the condition of the crossbow arrows and Jihuang. After confirming that, the soldiers quickly got on Jihuang.
Their figures appeared between the gaps in the heavy cavalry formation of the Tiandou Empire. Zhuge divine crossbow flashed cold light in their hands, and the sharpness of the crossbow arrow pointed directly at the position of the Wuhun Empire.
Tang San stood in front of the formation, staring at the army of the Wuhun Empire in the distance with cold eyes. He raised his hand and waved his hand and said coldly: "Target, the Soul Master Legion of the Martial Soul Empire - let it go!"
As with his order, the soldiers of the Tang family pulled the trigger together. In an instant, countless crossbow arrows poured down like heavy rain, heading straight for the Soul Master Legion of the Martial Soul Empire.
At Jialing Pass, Bibidong couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the strong sound of breaking through the air. Bibidong's voice sounded in the minds of the ten thousand soul masters of the Holy Dragon Legion. With such a huge mental power coverage, he directly commanded a corps of tens of thousands of people. Looking at the entire Martial Soul Empire, only Bibidong, Shi Yi and Qiandaoliu can do it. This command method is extremely efficient, and almost the moment the order is issued, the entire legion took action.
The agile attack soul master quickly bypassed from both sides, his body as fast as a ghost; the strong attack and defense soul masters were heading in front, like an indestructible steel city wall; the auxiliary soul master applied various gain effects to them in the rear, and the light of the soul ring flashed on the battlefield; the control soul master followed the strong attack soul master, and the soul skills in his hands were ready to go.
These soul masters are divided into several groups according to their cultivation directions. Located in the middle of the front of the Holy Dragon Legion is the Holy Dragon Sect, one of the new seven major sects. Hundreds of Holy Dragon Sect disciples were neatly arranged, covered with white scales, and their bodies were strong and thick, which was their martial soul - the White Armored Earth Dragon. These disciples are like a group of ready-to-go beasts, emitting a heart-wrenching aura.
After Bibidong's orders, the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect released their martial souls together. The phantom of the white-armored earth dragon appeared behind them, and the scales shone with a cold light in the sun. Their steps were neat and uniform, and each step seemed to step on the enemy's heart, which was chilling. "Charge!" The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect gave his order, and hundreds of disciples went down the mountain like tigers and headed straight for the position of the Tiandou Empire. Their speed is extremely fast, and the defense of the white-armored earth dragon is even more amazing, almost ignoring the arrow rain and soul skills attacks of the Tiandou Empire.
With Bibidong's orders, the soldiers of the Holy Dragon Legion went down the mountain like tigers and rushed to the position of the Tiandou Empire. Their figures were as fast as lightning, and the light of their soul skills flashed on the battlefield, forming a dazzling light curtain.
The army of the Tiandou Empire retreated step by step under the charge of the Holy Dragon Legion. Although the Zhuge divine crossbow in the hands of the Tang family army caused certain casualties to Bibi Dong's soul master army, under this extremely efficient command, it not only defended against the opponent's attack, but also maintained its powerful offensive.
Avalanche in the military formation of the Tiandou Empire suddenly became extremely ugly when he saw this. He turned to look at Ning Fengzhi, with a hint of anxiety in his tone: "Zheng Master Ning, the attack of the Holy Dragon Sect is too fierce, how should we deal with it?"
Ning Fengzhi looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, don't be anxious, Uncle Jian is ready to take action."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xin stepped on the void, his body was like a sword, and the martial soul of the Seven Killing Sword was released instantly. His figure was like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing its sharpness, pointing directly to the charge formation of the Holy Dragon Sect.
"The sixth soul skill, the ten thousand swords return to the sect!" Chen Xin shouted softly, and a dazzling colorful light merged into his body, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly slashed down. In an instant, countless sword energy crisscrossed, turning into a sword rain, heading straight for the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect and the Feng Jian Sect.
The disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect suddenly stopped under the attack of Chen Xin's sword energy. Although the white-armored earth dragon has strong defense, it still seems a little powerless in front of Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword. Wherever the sword energy passed, the scales cracked and blood splattered, and the formation of the Holy Dragon Sect was instantly torn into a gap.
Bibidong stood on the city wall, staring at the battlefield with a cold look. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer: "What a sword-dao Chenxin. However, he alone is not enough to turn the situation around."
As soon as she finished speaking, a feminine voice sounded over the battlefield: "Chrysanthemums are inseparable! The ground is wounded, and the flowers fall are heartbroken!"
I saw Ju Douluo Yueguan step forward, and the strange chrysanthemum martial soul in her hand burst into dazzling light. Countless golden petals flew out of his hands, like snow flying all over the sky, heading straight for the overwhelming sword energy.
The golden petals and the sword energy collided violently in the air, causing a deafening roar. The sword energy is sharp and the petals are flexible. The two are intertwined, forming a strange balance. However, the petals are petals after all. As time goes by, the golden petals are gradually torn apart by the sword energy, turning into golden light and dissipating into the air.
"Ning Fengzhi, this guy..." Yueguan looked at the sword energy that was still growing, and his face showed a solemn look. He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and fear in his tone.
At this moment, a clear voice came from behind Yueguan: "Senior, I will help you!"
Yueguan turned around and saw Shi Yi coming into the air, his soul power surged, and the Shura Demon Sword shone with a dark red light in his hand. His eyes were cold, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.
Shi Yi smiled slightly, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand suddenly raised. In an instant, a dark red energy quickly spread around him with him as the center. The pressure of the Shura realm instantly enveloped the entire audience, and even Chen Xin's sword energy stumbled slightly.
The new recruits with low cultivation and weak minds even began to put down their weapons under the Shura realm, with fear and confusion in their eyes.
When Chen Xin saw this, his brow frowned slightly, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly shook, and said coldly: "Seven Killings thunder rises, and a sword breaks through the sky!"
The void behind him swung countless sword energy, quickly gathering into a huge light sword. The sword tip pointed directly at Shi Yi, and headed straight for him with the power of destroying the world.
Boom!
The huge lightsaber cut through the sky, and even the air was torn apart, making a harsh and sharp whistle. Shi Yi stared at the powerful sword energy that was heading straight for him, but there was no fear in his eyes, but instead a faint smile appeared. Shi Yi shouted softly, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand suddenly swung out. A dark red sword energy was like a sharp blade that tore through the void, heading straight for Chen Xin's light sword.
The two forces collided violently in the air, causing a deafening roar. The confrontation between sword energy and sword energy seemed to be trembling at it. Although Chen Xin's sword energy was strong, under the power of the Shura Demon Sword's magic weapon, it was scattered and turned into light and dissipated into the air.
Chen Xin showed solemnity, and his eyes were fixed on the Shura Demon Sword in Shi Yi's hand. The last time Gu Rong fought with Shi Yi, he vaguely felt the extraordinary weapons in Shi Yi's hand, and now he was shocked by witnessing the power of the Shura Demon Sword with his own eyes. He looked down at the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and the sword body actually showed a slight tremor that could be seen with the naked eye, as if he was afraid of the pressure of the Shura Demon Sword.
"Chen Xin, let go, let you die. Next, I will not hold back." Shi Yi pointed at Chen Xin's sword, his tone was calm but with unquestionable majesty.
The scene of the broken Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect appeared in Chen Xin's mind, and the screams of the disciples of the sect seemed to be still echoing in his ears. His heart gradually became firmer, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand no longer trembled. He raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand pointed directly at Shi Yi, and said in a deep voice: "The sect's hatred must be avenged."
When Shi Yi heard this, he sighed slightly in his heart. He knew that Chen Xin had made a choice, and this battle was destined to be unavoidable.
"Since that's the case, then come on." Shi Yi's voice was low and firm, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand shone with a dark red light, as if responding to the master's fighting spirit. The patterns on the sword flowed like a living thing, emitting heart-pounding pressure.
Chen Xin didn't say much anymore, the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly raised, with a hint of freedom and relief in his voice: "A thirteen strings in the cup, half a lifetime of wind and rain, all the sword will be returned to one sword."
In an instant, countless sword energy emerged from behind him, turning into a sword rain, and heading straight for Shi Yi. Each sword energy had a fierce murderous intent, as if it was about to tear Shi Yi completely to pieces. Wherever the sword rain passed, the air was cut into fine cracks and made a harsh and screaming sound.
Shi Yi's eyes were cold, and a trace of respect flashed deep in his eyes. The murderous aura on his body suddenly burst out, the ninth blood-red soul ring suddenly lit up, and the eight-armed blood-colored Shura Dharma Phra behind him slowly emerged. As the Shura Demon Sword in Shi Yi's hand swung, the eight arms swung out dark red sword energy at the same time, like eight blood-colored rainbows, heading straight for Chen Xin's sword rain.
"The Shura blood blade breaks through the mysterious yellow, and the sky is rolling into the vastness."
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The dark red sword energy and Chen Xin's sword rain collided violently in the air, causing a deafening roar. Although Chen Xin's sword energy was sharp, it was crushed under the power of the Shura Demon Sword's magic weapon, and turned into light and dissipated into the air.
Chen Xin stared at the blood-colored sword energy that broke through the air, feeling the murderous aura that soared into the sky, but his eyes were full of determination and emotion. He murmured in a low voice: "Good sword...father, I understand."
He did not dodge or retreat, but just held the Seven Killing Sword in his hand tightly, and his aura suddenly surged, facing the bloody sword energy. The moment the sword edges touched each other, the tip of the Seven Killing Sword was blown away by the wind like yellow sand, turning into light and dissipating. "Chen Xin!" "Grandpa Jian!"
Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong suddenly heard the exclamation. Immediately afterwards, a stronger colorful light soared into the sky, and the huge phantom of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower appeared above the Tiandou Army Formation, with bright light, as if it could illuminate the entire battlefield.
Colorful light merged into Gu Rong's figure, and his figure instantly appeared above the Tiandou Army Formation. However, when he tried to use his space ability to save Chen Xin, he found that Shi Yi's powerful sword energy had completely shattered the surrounding space, and even a trace of gap had not been left behind. "How is that possible..." Gu Rong's pupils suddenly shrank, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in her heart. He kept trying to activate his space ability, but every time he was interrupted by the pressure of the bloody sword energy.
However, no matter how bright the colorful light is, no matter how hard the ancient banyan tries, the blood-red sword energy is still unstoppable. It was like a roaring blood-colored dragon, tore the defenses of the Seven Killing Sword and Chen Xin, and even the surrounding space was completely shattered.
Chen Xin stood in the center of the storm of the bloody sword energy. The Seven Killing Sword in his hand was broken, but his eyes were still firm. He took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "The dust heart has not been washed away, and the murderous aura is spreading across the autumn sword. It should be like snow falling from the cliff, and the anvil is roaring on the moonlit night."
In an instant, the broken Seven Killing Sword burst out with the last light, and a dazzling sword energy soared into the sky, as if it was about to tear the heaven and earth apart. This is the condensation of Chen Xin's lifelong cultivation and his final interpretation of swordsmanship.
The last blow of the blood-colored sword energy and Chen Xin collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light. The entire battlefield seemed to be still at this moment, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the dazzling light.
Ning Rongrong stood under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, and tears fell silently. She watched Chen Xin's figure gradually dissipate in the light, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart. Her fingers tightly clamped the corners of her clothes, her knuckles turned white with force, and the grief in her eyes was almost overflowing.
"Grandpa Jian..." She whispered in a low voice, with endless sadness and reluctance in her voice. When she looked up and saw the figure standing above the void, the grief in her heart instantly turned into anger. She rushed towards the figure desperately, as if she wanted to pour out all her hatred.
Gu Rong stood beside her, took a deep breath, and quickly reached out to stop Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, calm down!"
Ning Rongrong struggled, tears blurred her gaze: "Grandpa Gu, let me go! I want to avenge Grandpa Jian!"
Gu Rong grabbed her shoulder tightly, and her voice was low and firm: "Rongrong, now is not the time to be impulsive. Your Grandpa Jian has done its best, we cannot let his sacrifice be in vain!"
Shi Yi stood in the void, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand was still shining with a dark red light. He stared at the direction where Chen Xin dissipated, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. His eyes shifted slightly and he saw the two tiny figures below - Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong.
"Chen Xin..." Shi Yi murmured in a low voice, with a hint of respect and regret in his tone. He slowly turned around and flew towards Jialing Pass, and said in his heart: "I'm sorry, Rongrong. I have given him a chance."
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(The end of this chapter)