Passing over the men who were fighting with the wolves and scorpions, Qiyan Pavilion hid in the attacking crowd and pounced on the man on the wall. Today's opponent's tactics are so weird that I have never seen them in my life.
If he continues to waste like this, he will lose most of his men before they can attack the wall. To capture the thief, capture the king first. Wu Gen only has the strength of the Four Realms. As long as he is captured, the Fearless Army will collapse without a fight, and the Xiaxia family's danger will be resolved.
With his body flying in the air, Qiyan Pavilion threw the scimitar almost as tall as a man behind him and stared at Wu Gen who was directing the battle on the city wall.
The other party didn't seem to be aware of his sneak attack. Qiyan Pavilion avoided the stray arrows on the ground and tightened the handle of the knife in his hand. With one strike of the knife, he was confident that he would cut the scoundrel into two pieces on the spot.
Suddenly, Qiyan Pavilion felt alarm signs in his heart, as if some fatal danger was approaching. Turning around and looking around, no master appeared.
As he approached the wall, Qiyan Pavilion suddenly noticed that the man with a tired look suddenly grinned at him. At the same time, on the top of the mountain and behind the wall, several rays of white light that were not dazzling lit up, shooting at him from all directions, not only blocking his way, but also sealing off the space he could move around.
His body shrank violently, and the scimitar in his hand bloomed into a ball of brilliant sword flowers. Qi Yange dodged a few white lights in front of him and tried to block the others with his sword.
Hey, a few holes appeared on the scimitar made of fine steel, and only two feet of the originally tall sword remained.
Severe pain came from his left leg, and a piece of meat on his thigh was gone. Qiyan Pavilion couldn't help being frightened. It sank suddenly and fell to the ground. As soon as my body hit the ground, I felt a sharp pain in my left chest and a white light.
It penetrated his arm and chest. If he had shot it more accurately, his heart would have been blown out on the spot.
On the wall, Wu Gen was holding a shield and a snake sculpture in his hand, sticking his head out to look at the Qiyan Pavilion under the city.
"Wu Gen, how dare you abandon those methods and fight me alone." Qi Yange held the knife with one hand, supporting his damaged body, and glared at Wu Gen on the wall.
"Why don't you dare?" Wu Gen pointed to the mountain peak on the left, "Let's go there."
The two jumped up and flew towards the top of the mountain, attracting many people's attention. This was a battle between the coaches of both sides, and it was also the winner of the war.
Watching Wu Gen go away, Niu Chao, who was standing on the wolf and scorpion with his teeth and claws open, cursed loudly, "I beat him to a point where he was almost seriously injured before the decisive battle. I finally found someone more shameless than me."
"That's right." Ji Chenming, who had always been at odds with Niu Chao, agreed for the first time.
Wu Gen was running through the rugged mountains. Even with his level of cultivation, it was a bit difficult to walk on the cliffs and peaks that were overgrown with weeds and trees.
The reason why I agreed to the opponent's battle today was because I wanted to take the opportunity to see how strong I was and whether I could find an opportunity to break through.
The two stopped in a desolate mountain, where there were two nearly straight, relatively silent and steep cliff peaks, with a deep canyon in the middle.
Wu Gen took the lead and stood on the south peak, while Qiyan Pavilion could only stay on the north peak. The two faced each other at the peak, but neither of them made any moves.
The wind blew across the peak, lifting Qiyange's hair. He combed the stray hair behind his head, looked at the smooth incision and the bleeding had stopped, and looked up at the sun hanging in the south. , "Human race
, you are really shameless. "
Wu Gen tightened the snake eagle on his back, pulled out his broken sword, and held a sword in his hand, "Remember, only living people are qualified to write history."
"That's good. If you die, you will die. As long as you live, shamelessness will become noble." Qi Yange knew what Wu Gen meant. Shameless is not shameless. Let's survive first. Those who survive will whitewash their past, and those who die will not jump out of the coffin to defend themselves.
"Die." Qi Yange jumped up on one leg, and the broken scimitar suddenly spit out green light, as if the broken blade had returned to its original shape.
The scimitar was like the moon, and the green sword energy was like the angry tide under the moon. It pounded and roared towards the mountain peak where Wu Gen stood.
Wu Genqiang suppressed his thoughts of escaping, held the broken knife tightly in his hand, activated the Six Levels of Mind Slashing Technique, and used the Heavenly Fall Style.
magnificent
The white sword light flashed in the air, and the sword energy surged, like a rushing wave, roaring towards the opponent one after another. When the two tides meet, visible ripples appear in the sky. The light is constantly refracted here, and the originally clear top of the mountain becomes blurry, as if it has fallen into the water.
Soon, the green sword energy gained the upper hand, like clear water meeting a clear wave, imbuing the opponent's sword energy with a layer of green.
Green was originally a symbol of vitality, but to Wu Gen at this time, it seemed like a reminder of life. Under such a majestic sword energy, there is no way to escape at this time. Wu Gen didn't dare to take any chances anymore and tried his best to activate his mind meridian. The energy and blood in his body surged crazily, trying his best to resist the opponent's attack.
There was a crisp cry, and finally when the old energy was about to be exhausted and the new energy had not arisen, the last trace of green sword energy thundered in front of Wu Gen.
disappear.
Holding the knife in both hands, Wu Gen quickly took a breath and looked through the blade to Qi Yange, who was holding a scimitar and had a green complexion. After staying in the Silver Tree Space for three days, his body turned out to be much tougher, and he was able to withstand heavy frontal attacks from opponents in the Five Realms. If it had been in the past, even if he didn't die at this time, he would have been seriously injured.
With a rumble, the rocks from the mountain peaks fell down one after another, making a huge noise as they fell into the canyon. Although he himself was fine, deep grooves appeared on the mountaintop due to the aftermath of the sword energy.
"Not bad, he was able to take my blow." Qiyan Pavilion was secretly shocked. Although he was injured, he could not exert his full strength. But after all, he is also a fifth-level practitioner. This move has 70% of its usual strength. Unexpectedly, the other party actually took it.
"Thank you..." Before he could say the second word of thanks, Wu Gen had already jumped up from the top of the mountain, and his circular sword energy covered the opponent.
It has never been Wu Gen's style not to fight back when being beaten. Now that the opponent had already taken action, Wu Gen did not hesitate to use Xizhao.
Sunset is not stronger than the sword, but can affect the opponent's state of mind, thus interfering with the opponent's performance. If Tianluo is more like a group attack, then Sunset is more suitable for dealing with a single strong enemy.
An unspeakable sadness emerged in his heart. Situations such as being humiliated when he was young, being ostracized by his colleagues after joining the army, being demoted and dismissed after offending his master's family, appeared over and over again in front of Qiyan Pavilion. Suddenly, I feel that life is so boring. I struggle and struggle but in the end I end up with a pile of withered bones. For a moment, Qiyan Pavilion actually had the idea of abandoning the sword and waiting for death.
Ding, the scimitar in his hand trembled unwillingly. Qiyan Pavilion suddenly woke up, what was going on? A feeling of dying came to his heart, and his heart beat violently.
Get moving.
A sharp sword energy, hidden in this unspeakable situation, was attacking his neck.
"You thief, how dare you." Qiyan Pavilion broke out in a cold sweat. He had actually fallen into Wu Gen's trick, so much so that he lost his guard and gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of him.
With a twist of his wrist, he raised his right arm and stood the scimitar blade outward in front of him. There was a loud noise, and the broken knife and the scimitar collided heavily. On the cliff with sparse vegetation, dust suddenly rose. A series of cracks came from the feet of Wu Gen and Qiyan Pavilion, extending to the surroundings. Large chunks of earth and rocks fell down the mountain, leaving only one person on the already steep mountain top. The mountain ridge to stand on.
The two ferocious weapons refused to give in to each other, squeezing tightly forward and back, trying to push each other and its owner down the canyon. Wu Gen grabbed the handle of the knife and stared at Qiyan Pavilion opposite, with a trace of cruelty on his lips.
For such a long time, Wu Gen has never had much confidence when encountering high-level opponents, relying more on snake eagles and other external objects for help. After trying it today, I suddenly discovered that not all people in the Five Realms are as perverted as Shui Congyue, and I am not without the power to fight.
Wu Gen, who discovered this, suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and scream, and felt comfortable all over. Looking at Qiyange, who looked a little pale, Wu Gen smiled sinisterly and pushed the other person back little by little.
Taking one step at a time, Qiyan Pavilion took three steps back. When he stepped back again, his body swayed slightly and he had reached the edge of the cliff. The left leg was already seriously injured and it was difficult to exert any effort, and Fang accidentally took advantage of his defense by invading his mind. He was unable to exert even 50% of his 100% strength, and was forced into such a situation.
Anger welled up in his heart, Qiyange snorted coldly,
He decisively let go of his own potential.
Wu Gen, who was feeling happy, changed his expression. He seemed to have entered a mudslide, surrounded by greenery. powerful
Huge pressure came from all directions, let alone attacking, every move was quite difficult. The closer you get to Qiyan Pavilion, the more powerful this pressure becomes.
At this time, Broken Sword never dared to leave the opponent's scimitar, in case the opponent drew the knife to counterattack. Wu Gen swayed the blade slightly, and the four sword energy shot towards the weak point of the potential field, trying to cut a crack so that he could escape.
I have been pondering this new sword style for a long time, but I have never been able to complete it. It can shoot out four saber energy at the same time, which is enough to deal with ordinary people, but today the saber energy was eliminated by the opponent's force field within less than one foot.
Although he failed to break through the potential field, after experiencing the practice in the Silver Tree Secret Realm, Wu Gen had a vague understanding that this so-called potential field was just a use of space. It is to use your own cultivation to create a space that is beneficial to you.
For example, those who use fire magic can gather the power of fire between heaven and earth in front of them, causing their opponents to be suddenly attacked by powerful fire. If you want to imprison the opponent's movements, you can squeeze the air together so that the opponent cannot escape. At the moment, Wu Gen is facing this kind of situation.
If you want to escape from the potential field, you must use force to carve a passage in a small space, or use your own potential field to hedge against the opponent, or directly kill the opponent.
Wu Gen had no momentum, so he did not dare to escape at will and give his back to his opponent. He wanted to try if he could kill the opponent and force Qiyan Pavilion to disperse his power. Because I have just tried out the four sword qi, the opponent's potential field is not
It is impeccable. Obviously, maintaining such a range requires a lot of spiritual energy or true energy.
The Mind Sutra was running wildly again. Wu Gen knew that the six-fold slash could not break through the potential field, so he wanted to try the seven-fold slash. Qi and blood are like a river pouring down from a high mountain, rushing continuously in the body. In an instant, one does not know how many days it has been running through the meridians.
The body was glowing with golden light. This was because the body felt the danger of collapse and spontaneously protected itself. There was a clicking sound inside the body. Even after tempering the body several times, the meridians are still unable to withstand such rapid circulation of blood, and blood is oozing out from every pore in the body, like a bloody man, but still unable to cross the threshold of the six-fold slash.
"Open." Seeing his opponent preparing to change his moves and move forward, Wu Gen steeled himself and roared, with veins popping out on his face. Regardless of the physical damage, he forcefully stimulated the blood energy again. A faint muffled sound sounded in the body, like a long sigh. Finally, the mental technique broke through the sixth-level slash, but that was it. The seventh-level slash was still as difficult to penetrate as a piece of paper.
But this was enough, Wu Gen shouted loudly, pushed the broken sword forward fiercely, and slashed out with a sword energy that was not sharp and even weak. Just like a child using a piece of bamboo to draw a river, the sword energy twisted around the scimitar and fell towards the front door of Qiyan Pavilion.
Qiyange's whole body was covered with chills, and his body hurriedly turned to the right. Although he avoided his head, his injured left arm was hit just in time. The arm was cut off from the upper arm, and the severed hand fell to the ground dangling. .
Ah, Qiyan Pavilion screamed, and a big crack appeared in the potential field beside him. The crack expanded rapidly, and the potential field was annihilated in an instant.
Wow, I was already shaking.
The cliff they fell on suddenly collapsed, and the two of them slipped and fell into the canyon. With their cultivation level, even if they were both injured, they would not fall to death.
After stumbling and falling to the bottom of the valley, Qiyange held his head with his right hand to protect himself from falling rocks. Today I was seriously injured several times, my potential field was broken again, I even lost an arm, and my vitality was severely damaged.
He didn't want to fight. If he continued to fight, he would probably die. He would wait until he recovered from his injuries before taking Wu Gen's life. What was defeated today was not strength, but one's own carelessness and the opponent's cunning methods.
Just when he was about to get up and run away, a strange knife was pressed against his chest.
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