A patrolling soldier in front of Yantou Guo drew his knife in his hand and tried to kill his comrade beside him...
Blood spurted out, and a human head flew up with the blade. The beheaded soldier did not show any resistance or reaction, and just died under the sword of his own comrade.
This scene also made Yandianguo at a loss. He didn't bother to check Yan Qingchuan who was leading the patrol to stop moving forward. Yandianguo quickly stepped on his horse and jumped up. He wanted to see what happened, but he was in trouble. The moment he got up, he saw that the soldier who had just beheaded his comrade had raised his saber horizontally, pointed it at his neck, and killed himself...
Yandianguo was so frightened that he jumped towards the soldier, wanting to save his life and find out what happened. But Yandianguo was not Gu Xiao after all. His Qinggong was a little slow, so he was a step too late in the end. He could only watch helplessly. The soldier slit his own throat with his saber.
After settling down, Yandianguo looked at the two corpses, leaned over slightly, and carefully examined them. Finally, he found that even though they were dead, their eyes were still wide open. It seemed that they were about to die, seeing the most terrible things in this life. A terrifying scene.
"What on earth... happened?" Yandianguo didn't know what was wrong in Yanbei City that made the three-way patrol army look like this.
"Even if it's poisonous, why am I fine alone?" Muttered to himself, Yandian Guo felt that his brain was already a ball of mush. He couldn't help but secretly thought to himself, it would be great if Mu Yi was here. That boy is so careful. , and if you observe the details, you will definitely find something strange.
Yantaiguo's thoughts were running wild, and when he was still worried about the mysterious death of the patrolling soldier in front of him, the sound of more weapons being unsheathed sounded again in his ears, and he couldn't help but make a "thump" in his heart. He quickly raised his eyes and looked around, seeing all the patrols around him. The garrison soldiers drew their swords one after another, just like the two soldiers just now, with glazed eyes, holding their swords, and turned indifferently to the people around them.
Before Yandengguo could recover, he heard the expressions on the patrolling soldiers' faces suddenly change. Their faces were gradually distorted, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"What happened... what happened!" Yandian Guo looked at everything in front of him and ran out of ideas, murmuring and looking around.
The patrol soldiers who had lost their senses were already forming a formation to meet the enemy, each holding a sword. They thought that the comrades in the army in front of them were the Jin army invading Qi, and they roared in unison.
"Kill!" As soon as the word "Kill!" came out, the soldiers were already charging with weapons, and the patrols were immediately in chaos. The streets of Nancheng became a battlefield, and the patrols and soldiers were killing each other in a confused mess.
Seeing a soldier being kicked down by a general, he was about to kill him with a knife. Yandianguo jumped over quickly, grabbed his wrist, retreated, knocked the weapon out of his hand, and drew out his sword, slashing straight into the neck of the general. , knocked him unconscious on the spot, and just saved the lives of these two people.
Before he could take a breath, he heard screams behind him. Looking back, he saw that several people had been killed by his fellow soldiers, and the soldiers who killed them did not stop for a moment, then turned around and turned to the next target. After a while, more and more patrol soldiers fell down, and Yanbei Long Street was gradually stained with blood...
Seeing the purgatory-like scene in front of him, the pipe pot was at a loss. There were also bursts of dragon roars in his ears. He looked back and saw that Yan Qingchuan had turned over and dismounted without knowing when, and the dragon palm had been released. At this moment, there was a chill in front of him, and he looked towards General Sun on the other side.
"What should I do! Calm down...you must calm down!" Yandian Guo forced himself to calm down, thinking hard about how to uncover the scene of cannibalism in front of him, but with the help of Youlong's palm, Yandian Guo no longer wanted to think about it.
General Sun Pian, who was confronting Yan Qingchuan, also had a sword in his hand, preparing to fight to the death with his opponent. However, ordinary military skills could not defeat Youlong Linyuan. The sword cut off his palm, and General Sun Pian was about to die when he saw it. Under the palm of the wandering dragon, the pipe and pot were too late to catch up, so I could only turn my head and close my eyes, unable to bear to look at it.
"Quick!" A light scolding came to General Sun's ears. Hearing this sound, Yandianguo was immediately overjoyed. He opened his eyes and looked, and it turned out that the fairy in white had arrived with the magic weapon.
The cold light cut across the night sky, and finally the Youlong palm struck General Sun on the head. He picked up General Sun, avoided the fatal palm, and fell down gracefully, standing still.
But General Sun was still awake, his eyes were dull but his expression was filled with murderous intent. The moment the fairy in white stood still, the saber in his hand was already slashing at her.
Yandianguo reminded loudly: "Miss Jiang, be careful!"
How could Jiang Ningxue not notice that the saber had just arrived, and the small seal "Jinghong" on the sword in her hand shone like stars, condensing
The cold long sword sword flower has appeared.
The coldness passed by, and Sun Pian's sword was immediately covered with snow and frost. The frost continued to extend along the blade, and instantly climbed onto the wrist armor of Sun Pian's hand, and then continued until Sun Pian's entire body was frozen into an ice sculpture. end.
At the same time, the pipe pot was lying on the ground, and he used Qinggong to jump to Jiang Ningxue's side. Seeing Sun Pian in this state, he hurriedly said worriedly: "This..."
"Don't worry, I only used three successes to seal his movements and won't hurt his life." The coldness in Jiang Ningxue's eyes turned solemn. As soon as she spoke, the white clothes rose again and went straight towards Yan Qingchuan.
At this time, Yan Qingchuan had a pair of fleshy palms that no one could defeat. The soldiers beside him could not walk under his palms. In just a short moment when Jiang Ningxue subdued General Sun, ten soldiers had fallen beside him. Several of them, these soldiers were all killed by a single move from the Wandering Dragon Palm, and their deaths were miserable.
The dragon roared suddenly, and when he saw Yan Qingchuan's palms trying to kill two more people, the shock in white clothes had arrived...
As if he sensed a strong enemy behind him, Yan Qingchuan retracted his palm and turned around, abandoning the soldiers in front of him. Before he could turn around, his palm was already out, and with a move of two dragons looking at the moon, he rushed towards Jinghong behind him.
"Strangled!" The moment the palm came, the ice also arrived. Jiang Ningxue used Qinggong to avoid the fierce palm, and turned over for a moment. The coldness on the Jinghong Sword lightly brushed on Yan Qingchuan's clothes, and the coldness instantly condensed into ice. , climbed up and froze Yan Qingchuan into an ice sculpture.
If Yandianguo hadn't tried his best to separate the fighting soldiers in front of him, he would have been applauding Jiang Ningxue's move at this moment, but before Yandianguo could calm down, he saw Yan Qingchuan who had stopped standing on the ice. , suddenly showed cracks and made a crisp cracking sound.
Jiang Ningxue, who had settled down, had already seen this scene when she looked back, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and her solemn eyes showed fear.
"Crack——" As the cracks deepened, the frost covering Yan Qingchuan's body was completely shattered by the domineering and fierce Qi. Yan Qingchuan also stood looking back like a god of death, with endless murder in his dull eyes. I mean, look behind me.
Jiang Ningxue is not worried about Yan Qingchuan in front of her. Not to mention that he is now obsessed with the Remnant Dream Technique. Even when he is awake, he is not afraid of him. However, the patrol soldiers are still killing each other. If they don't think of a way, they can only He was afraid that before he could help Mu Yi, these soldiers would have died under the swords of their own comrades.
After calming down, the white-clothed fairy turned her head and turned to Yantou Guo, who was still in the military formation and was trying to stop the soldiers from killing each other: "Brother Chixin, these patrol soldiers have been hit by the Dream Remnant Technique. We must try to wake them up to stop the killing." !" ap.
After hearing the name of Canmeng Gong, Yandianguo finally understood why these soldiers were so deranged that they killed each other. He once again knocked away the two patrol soldiers who were about to kill each other. He turned around and said loudly: "Miss Jiang, How can I help you?"
"Hold this man so that I can use the remaining immortal power in Jinghong Sword!" Jiang Ningxue withdrew her gaze, turned to Yan Qingchuan who was looking at the murderous intent, slowly turned back to him, and said to the pipe pot.
Knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the fratricide. Only the magic weapon in Jiang Ningxue's hands could reverse the situation. Yandian Guo had no choice but to abandon the fighting soldiers in front of him, jump up, step on the shoulders of these soldiers, and use the strength to jump to Jiang Ningxue's side.
Just as he settled down, Yan Qingchuan had already moved and rushed towards him with his feet on the abyss. Yandian Guo was well aware of the power of the hands of the tiger-eyed young man in front of him, so he did not dare to be careless. His sleeves shook slightly, and his double thorns slipped off. In the palm of his hand, he greeted the dragon's palm and went away.
Not daring to forcefully connect his palms, the cigarette pot used Momen Qinggong to pass over Yan Qingchuan's head. He waved his palms in the air, and the syringe of the concealed weapon in his sleeves shot out like the wind. However, he was worried that he would hurt Yan Qingchuan. Although the needle came out, it did not The shot was aimed at the vital points, only at the acupuncture points on Yan Qingchuan's hands and feet. Even if it succeeded, it would only cause him slight injury and would not put his life in danger.
Unexpectedly, the Youlong Palm was fierce and domineering, and a dragon roar resounded. Yan Qingchuan used only the strength of his waist and abdomen to perform the Dragon Leap move. He lowered his waist and took out his palms. With both palms in time, he swung down all the hidden weapons that were shot, and then used his palm movements Without stopping, his feet connected, his figure soared into the air, and Long You came out of the sea with his palms folded.
This change happened very quickly. The cigarette pot had not yet settled down, and he had nowhere to borrow strength when he was in the air. He had to overlap the two thorns in his hands, and used the two techniques of "twisting" and "supporting" to firmly hold Yan Qingchuan's palms Tangled.
However, regardless of the level of internal strength or martial arts, Yantou Guo was inferior to him. This time, Yan Qingchuan entangled his palms for a moment, and he suddenly felt a powerful force coming. He was knocked away by Yan Qingchuan out of control.
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However, even if he was defeated, Yandianguo still kept in mind the heavy burden that Jiang Ningxue had put on Yan Qingchuan. The hands that locked Yan Qingchuan's palms did not loosen even half an inch, dragging Yan Qingchuan down together and falling into a private courtyard. ...
This scene naturally fell into the cold eyes of Jiang Ningxue, who was standing on the roof. However, she could not help the tobacco pot at the moment. After Jiang Ningxue stood upright, a little halo appeared, and she looked from a distance. Looking at it, it is like the Buddha's light in front of the fairy in the sky that shines on mortals.
It's not that Jiang Ningxue has entered the fairyland, but that she is trying hard to use the remaining immortal power in Jinghong Sword, hoping to use this method to break the Remnant Dream Art.
It was precisely because of the Jinghong Sword protecting her body that Jiang Ningxue, who wanted to help Mu Yi first, was not invaded by the Remnant Dream Technique. This time she was lucky enough to Jinghong, her pretty face was covered with sweat. The perfect outline of Zhang dripped for a moment, turning into ice beads, falling on the tiles under his feet, making a crisp sound, but it was covered up by the sound of the weapons below who were still fighting desperately.
As the halo became stronger, the Jinghong Sword also separated from Jiang Ningxue's slender hand and floated up on its own. Jiang Ningxue caught a glimpse of Jinghong's appearance, and immediately flipped her palms, holding the sword skills in hand, closing her cold eyes slightly, and murmuring something. .
The immortal Buddha's light seemed to follow the whispers in Jiang Ningxue's mouth and gradually spread. In just one breath, it spread to the sky above the soldiers fighting on the street. It was like the Buddha's light shining all over the place. The soldiers below scattered with the halo, and the fighting slowed down. .
Although her eyes were slightly closed, Jiang Ningxue seemed to be aware of the situation below, and her serious expression softened slightly. Just when she was about to continue to use the Jinghong Immortal Power, she heard the sound of dragon roar coming from below.
Yan Qingchuan was now like a furious lion, charging at him ferociously. Jiang Ningxue was performing Jinghong at the critical moment. If he withdrew at this time, not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, but he would also suffer backlash from the technique. He bit his silver teeth and turned his fingers slightly. He wanted to resist Yan Qingchuan's palm.
Unexpectedly, when Yan Qingchuan jumped up to the roof, a figure had already stopped in front of him. It was the pipe pot with blood on the corners of his lips. However, at this time, he was covered in messes, the two thorns in his hands had long disappeared, and his sleeves had long been shattered. , revealing the hidden weapon syringe hidden in his sleeve that had long been empty.
Yantou Guo's eyes were bloodshot. He had already seen the fighting between the soldiers below had eased. He knew that if he wanted to stop fighting each other, he could only rely on the magic weapon in Miss Jiang's hands. Without looking back, he said to the woman behind him: "Miss Jiang, don't worry, save me." Man, leave him to me!"
With the pipe and pot arriving, Jiang Ningxue calmed down for a moment. She immediately focused her attention, changed her gestures, and turned to the fighting patrols below again.
There was no weapon in his hand. Looking at Yan Qingchuan who was about to arrive in an instant, Yan Qingchuan's eyes narrowed slightly. With one hand behind his back, he saw his palms swung to his face. For a moment, he pulled out the cigarette stick from his waist, used acupuncture skills, and pointed at Yan Qingchuan. Qingchuan left in the palm of his hand...
