The five of them joined forces and managed to kill one of them in the first confrontation. Although they took advantage of the opponent's lack of defense, it was obvious that they had a greater chance of winning if they joined forces.
The surrounding Xigui soldiers looked shocked. They didn't know much about these black-armored Burmese soldiers, but could the people who have been following the prince be mediocre? What's more, they had been pestering these Chen Congwei for so long just now, and now one of them was eliminated in the blink of an eye.
No one dared to look down upon Chen Congwei.
The expressions on the faces of the Chen Congwei and the rest of the black-armored Burmese soldiers were quite amusing. Chen Congwei's eyes lit up. These seemingly difficult black-armored Burmese soldiers were not that difficult to deal with.
The expressions on the faces of the black-armored Burmese soldiers became quite solemn. The death of one person is nothing to them. They came together for glory and wealth. If one person is missing, others can get more. But now that one of them has been killed by Chen Congwei, the rest of them...
Jiahai pulled out his spear, and the black-armored Burmese soldier who was pierced fell to the ground, already dead.
"Next?" Jiahai became a little excited.
The remaining people looked at the remaining black-armored Burmese soldiers, who retreated step by step, no one wanted to be next.
"The one with the whip?" Zangyun suggested.
"Yeah!" Everyone agreed, especially Tui Lin, who had just suffered a lot of hidden losses from this person, and now it was time to regain some ground.
The five people moved together and rushed towards the black-armored Burmese soldier holding a whip. They were so frightened that the other party stepped back: "Boss, save me!"
The leader of the Burmese soldier holding a spear was also frightened, but he also knew that now was not the time to retreat. Once he retreated and lost his position, he would only be defeated one by one.
Others also knew that what the boss said was true, so they stopped retreating, each holding their weapons, and gathered together.
A gust of wind blew, and Chen Congwei moved with the wind, forming a group!
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Yi Xiaodao hasn't been this free for a long time. With a Siqing Sword in his hand, he slashed freely, forcing Chi Xueyu to retreat repeatedly. The "big blood cell" was also getting thinner and thinner under Yi Xiaodao's chops again and again. People outside could even see Chi Xueyu's solemn expression.
"Boy, it's better to let go of enemies than to end them. Stop now. We'll see each other and smile again in the future!" Chi Xueyu relented.
Yi Xiaodao ignored it and killed you while you were sick. This was an unchanging rule in the world. If I don’t understand him thoroughly this time, will I still have the upper hand next time we meet? It's better to understand him here, so that the dead can make people feel at ease.
What's more, Chi Xueyu has done many evil things in Jianghu, and countless people have died tragically at his hands. The title of the former number one devil in Jianghu is not for nothing. Dealing with him here can be regarded as eradicating him for the people. harmed.
Thinking of this, Yi Xiaodao simply accelerated his chopping speed, one sword after another. He was even a little annoyed that his swordsmanship was not very good and he could not perform some cool moves. Otherwise, if it is displayed here, the apprentice of Jianghu Sword Immortal will be able to get the name of Sword God, Sword Master or something like that.
Anyway, others don't know that he is really relying on his fire energy to suppress Chi Xueyu, rather than his sword skills.
"Boo~" a crisp sound sounded, and Chi Xueyu's blood cells burst in response, revealing the true form inside.
"Zhan Li Ju!" Yi Xiaodao couldn't think of a nice name for the move for a while, so he casually used the words he learned in the play, and the Siqing Sword struck Chi Xueyu head-on.
The pale head was chopped off at the shoulder level for the second time, rolling on the ground. Chi Xueyu's expression changed from shock to anger. Who could endure being beheaded twice in one day? What he didn't expect was that no one else could do it.
Chi Xueyu's body was swaying as if he was about to fall to the ground. Yi Xiaodao was about to step forward to pursue him, but he was hit in the face by a scorpion tail, kicking him back a few steps. The body also rushed towards the ground, aimed at the head with the neck cavity, turned over with a somersault, and the head was taken back again.
"Okay... okay! Si Wangnan has taught a good apprentice!" Chi Xueyu was so angry that his whole body was shaking. Being chopped off his head would not cause much harm to him, but as the saying goes, a tree needs its bark and a person needs its face. As an old martial artist, how could he endure being beheaded by his juniors over and over again?
"My lord, I'm sorry!" Chi Xueyu turned to look at King Xigui among the layers of military formations and shouted loudly.
King Zou Huaixin of Xigui was also an old man in his sixties. When he heard Chi Xueyu's words, he knew what he meant and nodded slightly: "You can do whatever you want."
Chi Xueyu's eyes widened, his beard and hair moving automatically. At this time, he was like an angry lion, staring at Yi Xiaodao fiercely.
Yi Xiaodao felt a little nervous when he stared at him, and took a few steps back: "It seems like it's too big..."
"Blood Rainbow!" Chi Xueyu roared, and the surrounding area suddenly surged with wind and clouds, flying sand and rocks, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
Yi Xiaodao felt a strong suction pulling him in the direction of Chi Xueyu. He could no longer stand on his feet and was dragged forward.
Yi Xiaodao was horrified, thrust his sword into the ground, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, supported his body, and looked at Chi Xueyu in shock.
It was not just Yi Xiaodao who was attracted and dragged away. Countless Xigui soldiers around him also swayed at their feet and headed in the direction of Chi Xueyu. Although many people followed Yi Xiaodao's example and stuck their weapons on the ground, they were useless without internal strength to support them.
Countless Xigui soldiers were attracted to Chi Xueyu and knelt in front of him, their eyes were blank and their eyes had lost their luster.
"This is..." Yi Xiaodao's heart trembled. This martial arts is really too evil. It can not only control people's bodies, but also seize their minds.
The Xigui soldiers around Chi Xueyu had already formed a circle. There were nearly a thousand of them. They all maintained the same posture, kneeling and raising their heads, looking at Chi Xueyu blankly.
Chi Xueyu opened his mouth, and the rest of the Xigui soldiers also opened their mouths like him...
This was not the scariest scene Yi Xiaodao had ever seen, but it was definitely the most unforgettable scene for him.
I saw blood spurting out from the mouths of these Xigui soldiers, more and more spurting out, like pillars of blood, converging towards Chi Xueyu's head. Countless tiny pillars of blood gathered on top of his head and condensed together. From a distance, it seemed like a blood-colored rainbow.
"Could he..." Yi Xiaodao's heart was trembling, and his scalp was starting to feel numb. This looked really disgusting. What kind of person created such martial arts?
Fortunately, these countless tiny blood pillars were not swallowed directly by Chi Xueyu as Yi Xiaodao thought. Instead, they continued to circle and condense on his head, and finally turned into a tiny blood drop. As the blood gathered more and more, the small blood bead became more and more solid, and its color slowly changed from the original red to purple.
"If I go and chop off this bead with a knife now..." This idea just came to Yi Xiaodao's mind, but he immediately dismissed it. Now I only know that this method is evil, but I don’t know where the evil door is. What if I pass by and kneel on the ground and open my mouth to contribute my share of strength to this old man?
Yi Xiaodao held the hilt of the sword, resisting the suction force from Chi Xueyu, and continued to watch quietly.
The blood gathered more and more, but the blood beads did not get bigger at all. They were still the size of a finger, but the color changed from red to purple, from purple to black, and they looked much more condensed.
"Hey, old guy, how long do you have to wait for this move? How about I go back and have a meal before coming back?" Yi Xiaodao didn't dare to go over, but his mouth was so broken that he couldn't help but sarcastically opened his mouth.
Chi Xueyu turned a deaf ear to Yi Xiaodao's words, and only stared at the small blood bead, as if it was the most important treasure in the world.
The small blood beads were spinning, and eventually, the black skin slowly peeled off, revealing the golden body inside, like a golden elixir.
Yi Xiaodao drew his sword and jumped towards Chi Xueyu. He knew it was time. Chi Xueyu must not let Chi Xueyu get this "golden elixir", otherwise... Although Yi Xiaodao doesn't know what will happen, he just knows that the situation will be very bad.
Chi Xueyu flicked her fingers and knelt in front of him. The blood essence had been sucked away. Like the withered bones of the Xigui soldiers, they got up one after another and rushed towards Yi Xiaodao, blocking his approach.
Yi Xiaodao's fire energy is attached to the long sword, no matter who stands in front of him, he will cut with the sword. The withered bones were vulnerable to a single blow. As long as the fire on Siqing's sword was slightly ignited, the withered bones were cut into two pieces. They were no match for Yi Xiaodao.
But Yi's knife couldn't go any further. There were too many of these skeleton soldiers and they couldn't be cut down at all. Moreover, the withered bones that had been chopped into two pieces or scattered on the ground gradually piled up in front of Yi Xiaodao, blocking the road.
Chi Xueyu didn't pay attention to Yi Xiaodao, but stretched out two fingers, gently picked up the "golden elixir", looked at it fascinatedly, then threw it into his mouth casually, chewing it slowly.
"Boom!" A wave of air, with Chi Xueyu as the core, spread out to the surroundings. Countless bones were blown away, fell to the ground, and fell apart. If every withered bone wasn't wrapped in a skin, I wouldn't have imagined what kind of mountain of bones this place would be!
Yi Xiaodao was also thrown away by the wave of air and fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't remember how many times he had fallen. Anyway, there was no part of his body that was not in pain.
Looking up, he saw Chi Xueyu still standing where he was, but his appearance had changed drastically. His white beard and hair were gone. Instead, there was a middle-aged man with long black hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.
"Boy, are you scared now?" The middle-aged man reached out and smoothed his long black hair. His movement was like a woman dressing up, which made people feel indescribably weird.
Yi Xiaodao took a deep breath, was it more than just fear? Now he was terribly afraid. Although I don’t know how Chi Xueyu did it. But the old man fought back and forth, evenly matched. Now that the opponent is much younger, can he still win?
The middle-aged man touched his neck again and sneered: "Behead me twice, is it my turn now?"
