There was nothing fancy about Jiang Qi's slash, it was just an ordinary diagonal slash.
In fact, all the sword skills he learned from Jiang Qubing's shadow were so mediocre, with no dazzling skills and no fixed posture.
There is only one core point, and that is to use the fastest and easiest way to kill the enemy.
This knife slashed out at an extremely fast speed and at an extremely tricky angle.
The azure blade cut through the air and streaked through a brilliant blue light. The speed was so fast that it even brought up a few sparks. !
Dorgon looked at Zhan Mang in front of him, and his consciousness seemed to have returned to the time when he was alive.
On the battlefield, the black-armored general used his last energy to leave scars for his life, but that general died in his own hands.
Now, having fallen for three hundred years and turned into a ghost, he faces this sword again!
This time, he won't be like last time!
"war!"
Dorgon roared angrily, and the ghostly aura condensed into a scimitar, which collided with the blue cutting light that was already close at hand!
"laugh!!!"
The leader only saw two phantoms passing by each other, and could only hear a dull, dull chi chi sound in his ears.
Looking at the fierce ghost and the Nuo-faced man who had passed each other with their backs to each other, the leader knew that the collision just now was not just one move, but dozens or even hundreds of confrontations in an instant.
But it was so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all.
Now, it depends on who stands at the end!
The leader thought so, staring closely at the person and the ghost on the altar.
"Well......"
Jiang Qi groaned unconsciously and knelt on one knee, leaning on the ground with his short knife.
This scene made the leader's expression change, and he almost pressed the signal device in his hand, and then the firepower covered it, destroying everything here.
Although it is troublesome to deal with the aftermath, it is not as terrifying as letting a evil ghost go.
Although I don’t know the identity of the Nuo-faced man, he doesn’t look like a ghost.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend, at least for now.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, something changed happened to Dorgon, who was still standing.
With a buzzing sound, his pitch-black ghost body began to disintegrate, and a gap opened in his neck, and wisps of black energy flowed out from it, turning into meaningless black energy and dissipating.
Dorgon raised his hand and found that his palm had collapsed, and even half of his forearm was missing.
He knew that he was dying and there was no way he could continue to survive.
Dorgon reluctantly turned around and looked at Jiang Qi, who was still half-kneeling on the ground.
"ha!"
Looking at the back, Dorgon suddenly smiled.
"This time, I am the one standing at the end."
These words were the last words Dorgon left in the world.
His entire ghost was disintegrating, turning into meaningless black energy.
Dorgon, given the title.
Jiang Qi, who was half-kneeling due to lack of strength, stood up, turned around, and looked at the remaining black energy that had no breath left.
"This time, I also cut your neck."
Jiang Qi, who was still immersed in the afterglow of Jiang Qubing's shadow swinging his last sword, half-closed his eyes and whispered.
At first, Jiang Qubing's sword was intended to cut off Dorgon's neck, but he was too tired and the injury was too severe, so in the end it only cut on the chest.
Now, Jiang Qi has replaced him and made up for the original regret.
Dorgon's fatal injury was caused by a chop from the owl's head with a short sword.
"senior......"
The leader hesitated for a moment, then shouted out, respectfully clasping his fists and saluting.
What Jiang Qi said just now really makes people think.
This made him even more suspicious that the Nuo-mian man in front of him really lived for three hundred years!
However, he just started and yelled two words before he was interrupted.
It was not Jiang Qi who interrupted him, but the change in the altar itself.
Suddenly, out of the black aura left by Dorgon that had not yet dissipated, a young dragon more than three meters long, with a translucent golden red body and horns on its head emerged.
It is the one that was transformed into the dragon spirit of Wuling in the Ming Dynasty.
"hiss......"
The young dragon neighed, saw Jiang Qi, spit out the message excitedly, bounced suddenly, turned into a golden-red stream of light, and merged into the short knife in Jiang Qi's hand.
Jiang Qi felt his wrist sink. He raised it and saw that the shadow of a young dragon could be vaguely seen in the blood groove of the short knife.
This scene added another layer of doubt to the leader's mind.
Since the young dragon transformed by dragon energy was willing to take the initiative to integrate into the short sword of the Nuo-faced man, why did it help Dorgon maintain or even bless his ghost body in the first place?
"I am neither a friend nor an enemy. I am here just to understand cause and effect."
Before he could think about it, he suddenly heard the Nuo man's deep voice.
"Please help me deal with the aftermath."
"yes!"
The leader subconsciously nodded in agreement. When he looked up again, there was still the shadow of the Nuo-faced man there?
Looking at the mottled and broken altar in front of him, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.
"We must report it immediately."
...
It is in a small forest in a park about ten kilometers away from the foot of the mountain where Mingwu Mausoleum is located.
The Nuo-faced man holding a short sword suddenly appeared, which was even more terrifying than a horror movie.
"call!"
Jiang Qi took off his Nuo noodles and adjusted his breathing, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
He found that his current physique seemed to be even more inhuman than that of the leader. He ran all the way, nearly twenty kilometers, and only ran for a quarter of an hour at most.
This is simply beyond the limits of human beings.
But Jiang Qi just felt that his inner breath was a little agitated, and when he stopped to take a breath, nothing happened.
"Did you bring it to me?"
Jiang Qi lowered his head and glanced at the dagger. He was able to run out unnoticed amid a blockade of people standing guard with guns and live ammunition because of this dagger.
This knife has the ability to make its owner invisible.
After completing Jiang Qubing's obsession, Jiang Qi also knew more things.
Zhu Cixiang is not only a hero, but also a very skilled weapon refiner.
I don't know how many rare treasures were wasted before such a short sword was made.
It seems outrageous that the emperor can forge iron, but when it comes to the emperor of the Lao Zhu family, it doesn't seem too outrageous.
In any case, Zhu Cixiang's purpose of creating this knife and adding strange abilities to it at all costs was to help Jiang Qubing escape when he failed on the battlefield.
But the proud general had no intention of living as a deserter until his death.
Even if he knew that even if he was defeated, he would not be punished, and the emperor would even give him more troops to avenge his shame.
But running away, he disdained.
Even if the cost is life.
"This ability is really useful."
Jiang Qi sighed like this.
Just kidding, the one who is disdainful is Jiang Qubing, what does he have to do with Jiang Qi?
What's more, Jiang Qi doesn't have to go to the battlefield.
only......
Jiang Qi knocked the dagger and sighed:
"Emperor Zhengwu is really terrifying. After three hundred years, there are still variables."
