77. For the general’s neck, a bamboo sword is enough

Style: Science Author: General Ying YangWords: 2082Update Time: 24/01/12 20:22:02
A middle-aged man named Yu Wenhuaji was the first person to master the family's secret skill "Bing Xuan Jin" after Yuwen, the leader of the Yuwen family, was injured. His martial arts skills are so high that they are rare in the world!

The purpose of this trip is to seize the secret of longevity said to be able to live forever on the orders of Sui Emperor Yang Guang. Yu Wenhuaji scoffed at this, saying that there are only a few people who can achieve immortality.

"Go to Shilong Martial Arts Field!"

Yu Wenhua and Qingjian took the lead on horseback, followed by three hundred cavalry. For a moment, smoke and dust billowed with murderous intent, and all pedestrians along the way gave way.

Half an hour later, the Shilong martial arts field was breached, and corpses lay everywhere. Yu Wenhuaji held a long sword dripping with blood and spat out five words expressionlessly.

"Go to Shilong Villa"

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By the stream on the north side of the bamboo forest, a dozen goats were bored and eating green grass.

A Qing, a girl in green, closed her eyes and stood motionless in the water, letting the water hit her body. For one moment, two moments... A Qing suddenly opened her dark eyes and pulled out an ordinary bamboo from the water. The sword and the arm danced rapidly, as if they could cut off the water flow every time. Fish with white bellies were constantly being sent to the shore, and soon they bounced back unscathed. Follow the rapids and escape far away.

A white ape came flying from the forest, put down a lot of fruits in the grass on the bank, and turned around to leave.

Ah Qing in the water suddenly turned around and shouted: "Master"

After getting along with him for more than two months, Ah Qing was not a fool. He had already realized that the white ape was just teasing him, but it was actually teaching him martial arts. In just two months, he transformed himself from an ordinary person to a master with a sword.

The white ape was shaken and quickly disappeared into the woods.

Ah Qing wiped the crystal water droplets from her forehead, left the stream, sat on the bank, and sighed softly. She was an orphan who made a living by herding sheep for a wealthy family. She had been living an ordinary life until she met White Ape, her life has changed. However, the number of White Ape's appearances has become less and less recently. She had a premonition that the day of separation from White Ape was coming, and she felt very depressed.

Uh-huh! A black feather arrow shot out quickly, with a violent sound of breaking wind, like the darkness tearing apart the light curtain.

Ah Qing, who was sitting, grabbed the bamboo sword on the ground and blocked it casually. The black arrow made of an unknown material was cut in half like tofu and lay weakly among the water plants. It is conceivable that Ah Qing has reached the level of proficiency in sword control.

"drive!"

"drive!"

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There was a violent sound of horse hoofbeats, and hundreds of cavalrymen rushed out from the billowing smoke. Yu Wenhuaji, who was in the lead, looked at A Qing with an indifferent expression, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Is Shilong here?"

Ah Qing stood up with the bamboo sword in hand, with an angry look on her face. These people were so abominable. If she hadn't blocked them just now, they would have been lying on the ground.

Yu Wenhuaji glanced at the feather arrow that had become two halves on the ground, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"No matter how skilled you are, you only have a bamboo sword in your hand. It will be in vain. Tell me the whereabouts of the stone dragon and let you go."

Ah Qing sneered without retreating at all.

"For the general's neck, a bamboo sword is enough"

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

The two cavalrymen lifted up the swords hanging on their horses and charged towards him. The swords seemed to be aimed at A Qing's head.

Amidst the lightning and flint, Ah Qing's petite body moved. There were two crisp collisions, and the machete fell weakly to the grass. The two cavalrymen fell from their horses, blood gushed out from their wrists. They could no longer practice martial arts in this life.

Twenty more cavalrymen came forward. These cavalrymen took out their crossbows and shot them in all directions, breaking trees and grass, which was extremely dangerous.

Ah Qing is like a civet cat, her body is in harmony with nature. Every time it looks dangerous, in fact, she easily dodges the deadly arrows and flies into the air. The bamboo sword in her hand sweeps across, causing blood to fall, and she cripples a group of people.

The screams of the cavalrymen who fell to the ground were endless!

Ah Qing, who was already filled with anger, turned a deaf ear and stared at the motionless Yu Wenhuaji.

"Okay, okay, okay... Such martial arts accomplishments are worthy of my personal action!"

Yu Wenhua and the prancing horse flew up, like a sharp sword, tearing through the air, and their bodies were covered with a layer of frost. After the rapid collision with Ah Qing, they could not see the figure at all, only the hoarse sound of breaking wind. , scattered grass roots, leaves, and broken trees eventually formed a death realm, and the cavalry, war horses, and vegetation involved were all smashed to pieces.

More than two hundred cavalrymen kept retreating to avoid this terrifying extremity!

The two fighting men entered the bamboo forest, cut off rows of green bamboos, and then fought their way out of the bamboo forest. The sword energy was flowing freely, causing the stream water to splash in all directions, and the swimming fish soared into the air, turning into pieces of flesh and blood. The new mud covered with green grass was stained with a layer of blood.

In the bamboo forest, on the water bank, the wind roared, the sword whistled, a white air wave burst out, and the two figures finally separated!

There was a clearly visible blood mark on Yu Wenhua's cheek, and there was also a bleeding hole on his chest.

Ah Qing was unscathed, but there was a streak of frost between his eyebrows, which was obviously left by Bing Xuanjin.

This is how masters compete with each other, life and death can be decided in a single thought!

Yu Wenhuaji lowered his head and glanced at his chest, giving out a bone-chilling smile!

"In the land south of the Yangtze River, there are indeed many talented people. A shepherd girl has such attainments in martial arts! Tell me, who is your master?"

Ah Qing was as cold as ice and said nothing.

"kill"

"kill"

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More than a hundred cavalrymen wielded swords and mounted their horses, shouting to kill, vowing to rely on their large numbers to kill Ah Qing in one fell swoop, who had just fought and had exhausted his strength.

laugh! laugh! hiss!

Ah Qing waved the bamboo sword in his hand, and in the strong wind, he kept knocking the attacking cavalry off their horses. Time and time again, Ah Qing faced the long sword and skillfully avoided it. During the fight, blood flowers were flying, swords and horse heads flew together, fresh mud and blood were the same color, and the strange beauty was like the most beautiful picture scroll.

At this time, a strong wind struck, bringing with it a freezing chill. Needless to say, it was Yu Wenhuaji who was making a sneak attack. He pursues the principle that as long as he seizes the opportunity, he will kill the opponent decisively without giving him a chance to stand up. , no matter moral rules.

With a collision, Ah Qing's figure suddenly retreated and almost fell into the water.

"shoot arrows"

"shoot arrows"

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The hundreds of cavalrymen who were not dispatched all took out their crossbows! Aiming at Ah Qing on the water bank, he shot a sinister arrow.

For a moment, arrows rained down like rain, and there was no way to hide. Ah Qing was a mortal after all, and was wounded in the shoulder by a feather arrow. He retreated into the bamboo forest through the barrier of the cavalry.

Yu Wenhuaji smiled coldly and was about to lead the cavalry into the bamboo forest.

The storm is surging, the lightning is thundering! A tiger with wings on its back walked out of the bamboo forest, wrapped in flying leaves and scattered new mud.