Vol 2 Chapter 956:

Chapter Ten Chapter 956
The strong pressure of Gu Feng is also rare. The weeds on the ground have been uprooted by blowing and swirled in circles around his feet.
However, his spiritual pressure can shock others, but he can't shake the Oriental night.
The latter still carried his hands on his back, lifted his legs lightly, and stomped slightly to the ground. With his round body as the center, the spirit pressure was immediately generated, and the menacing spirit pressure from ancient Feng was offset.
Seeing that his cultivation was harder than Dongfang Yehuai, Gu Feng was no longer in vain. He stopped drinking and the white mist around his body condensed into armor. Next, he held a spirit sword and shot at Dongfang Yehuai.
The sword is in front, and the man is in the back. The human sword is almost integrated, and it hits Dongfang Yehuai immediately, and the sword front takes his chest. Dongfang Yehuai took a step back, his body was slightly sideways, and between his arms trembling, the spirit sword was already in his palm.
I saw him waving his sword unhurriedly, seemingly useless strength, but there was a loud noise like a clear sky and thunder. When 啷! With the deafening sound, Gu Fenglian was blocked by him with a sword and flew a few meters away before he landed.
While taking advantage of the opening of Gu Fengzhen, Dongfang Ye hooded up his spiritual armor and rushed to Gu Feng with a sword. Don't look at his body swollen, as if the ball is fine, but his body speed is astonishingly fast, like a whirlwind.
Rushing in front of Gu Feng, he reached out with one hand and grabbed Gu Feng's neck. The latter is not slow, he lowers himself, slips and lifts, and slides out from the palm of Dongfang Yehuai. At the same time, the spirit sword sweeps across the stomach of the opponent.
Dongfang Yehuai didn't even look at it. He pressed down the spirit sword, and when it was stunned, it was a crisp sound again. The sword swept out by Gu Feng was blocked again. He turned to the back of Dongfang Yehuai, secretly gritted his teeth, carried his aura, and fiercely cast the soul-chasing spike.
For a time, countless spirit thorns were cast out by him, hitting the Oriental Night Arms within easy reach. If you change to someone else, it is difficult to retreat at such a close distance, but Dongfang Yehuai is still calm and calm, and looks like a spring, shooting straight forward.
The man was still in the air, and he returned to wield his sword and cast a psychic pole. The spirit blade he casts meets the spirit thorns cast by Gu Feng in the air, and the crackling sounds are connected into one piece. Wait for the sound to pass, and then look at the air. The spirit blades and spirit thorns have dissipated invisible.
The spiritual skills cast by the two are half a catty, and no one has the advantage. Gu Feng's unbelieving anger, once again full of aura, full of vitality skills, continuously cast five mind martial arts skills against the oriental night.
He was fast, but Dongfang Ye was not happy. The latter also responded with the five skills of martial arts. The two still struggled. Seeing that Lingwu skills were not cheap, Gu Feng immediately changed his tactics to compete with Dongfang Yehuai.
The figures of the two were fighting each other and kept spinning, and the pressure on the battlefield was getting stronger and stronger, and the people watching the battle retreated.
The elders took it seriously, kept their eyes, and nodded secretly at the same time. People know the strength of Dongfang Yehuai. Naturally, there is no need to say anything. People admire Gu Feng, and they can fight with the elders to this extent. The strength is not bad, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant, and challenges Dongfang Yehuai in public.
The elders who returned to Shenchi City with Guanghan Ting were dragged by Dongfang Yehuai and others. On the other side, the Sichuan army generals ambushing in the woods had rushed out and killed the carriage that Guang Hanting was riding on.
There are more than two hundred Shenchi guards standing around the carriage, and there are many spiritual practitioners in the Sichuan army, especially a large number of spiritual archers. The threat to the guards of the Shenchi is the greatest.
Under the Sichuan Army's arrow array, from time to time there were guards who couldn't resist, and the arrows fell to the ground, but none of the guards gave in. They knew that once they retreated, the king's carriage would be directly exposed to the opponent's. Arrow formation.
Soon, the Sichuan army's arrow formation gradually weakened, and the Sichuan army generals who had rushed in front had already killed the horse-drawn carriage and started a hand-to-hand exchange with the Shenchi guards.
As soon as the two sides contacted, Sergeant Chuan was chopped to death. All of the Shenchi guards were outstanding masters of Lingwu. How could ordinary soldiers defeat the soldiers in their hands.
However, as the spiritualists in the Sichuan Army came up, the two sides gradually became evenly matched.
I saw people on the battlefield yelling at horse hissing, there were fights everywhere, and there were spiritual practitioners fighting and killing everywhere. The scene had become a mess, and it became a real melee.
The commander of the Sichuan Army this time was Sichuan General Lieutenant General Zhang Song. He was on the edge of the woods, sitting on the warhorse, looking up to look at the situation on the battlefield, watching for a long while, he said to the left and right generals: "Now the elders of Shenchi have been dragged, and the guards who protect Guanghan He Chong San is a good opportunity to kill Guanghan Ting. You can rush to kill it in a hurry. Do n’t care about others, give me the head of Guang Han Ting in one fell swoop! The king has already said, who can cut off the first level of Guang Han Ting. Those who have three ranks of officials and three ranks of honor, this is a great opportunity for you to wait for your achievements and excel! "
Hearing what he said, all the generals were blinding with both eyes, and clenched the reins of the war horse subconsciously. The horse seemed to be able to feel the excitement of the master, booing and hoaring from time to time. ground.
Zhang Song glanced at the generals on the left and right, his mouth raised, and he pulled his saber back, raised it high, paused for a few seconds, and then waved forward vigorously, yelling, "Kill--"
"kill--"
With his order, the generals touched the mule, and the roar of the war horses became one piece. Then, dozens of war horses shook off their four hoofs, and the gallops generally flew forward.
Seeing His Majesty's generals killed together, Zhang Song didn't dare to rush out. First of all, his spirit and martial arts are not high, and even if he participates in the war himself, there is little to do. In addition, he does not dare to enter the war. The promise given by the king is attractive, but who is Guanghan? That is the holy king of Shenchi, recognized as the world's first spiritual master. He feels that his head is more important than Jiaguan Jinjue.
Let's say that the Ganchuan general rushed all the way to the battlefield. They didn't look for anyone else, and rushed to the carriage that Guanghan listened to.
At first, there were very few Shenchi guards who resisted them, but the closer they came to the carriage, the more Shenchi guards came up to stop them. Gradually, they couldn't sit still right away, and only had to dismount to fight with the Shenchi guards.
These Sichuan generals are not weak, even compared to the Shenchi guards. More than a dozen of them gathered together and rushed forward together, but they were really killed by a blood path and rushed to the carriage in one fell swoop.
Seeing Guanghan's listening to the carriage close by, a Sichuan general overjoyed, stunned the spear gun in his hand, pointed it at the carriage's roof, and slammed it down fiercely.
However, his spirit gun had not touched the roof of the carriage, and a sudden drink came from the oblique spur. Then, a Shenchi guard flew forward and smashed the rifle into the car.
Both of them fell to the ground and rolled into a ball. Fortunately, both of them had a spirit armor body. Although the impact force was large, they were not injured. The name Chuan shouted from the ground and roared, raising his hand to shoot, sweeping the opponent's head.
The Shenchi guard responded quickly, and Li Jian parried. When 啷! The heavily-laden spirit gun was smashing on the spirit sword, and the Shenchi guard stood still without moving, but Chuan who shot the gun would be shocked to take a step back.
This person is so profound! Chuan was horrified. Before he could attack the second shot, the generals behind him had all come forward to join forces and besieged the Shenchi guard.
Even if this Shenchi guard was more powerful, he could not resist the siege of more than ten Sichuan generals. The fighting between the two sides was not long, he was just an unattended, and his ankle was swept by a spirit gun swept over.
After hearing only a crackling sound, the fragments of the Spirit Armor at Shenchi's guard's ankle were blown up, and then looked at his body and fell to the ground sideways. Which would give him the opportunity to stand up again, a Chuan will step forward, stabbed with a fierce shot.
The Shenchi guard had tried his best to dodge, but unfortunately it was full of half-beats, and was shot in the thigh by the gun. Flutter! The tip of the gun pierced his thigh directly and penetrated the ground about three inches.
The Shenchi guards groaned in pain, and the whole body shivered. The other Chuan Jiang eyes were all the same. Without saying a word, each of them raised their soldiers, and they all gave poisonous hands to the guard of Shenchi.
Flutter, flutter, flutter! Only for a moment, the man's body was chopped into at least dozens of segments and killed on the spot.
Zhongchuan will breathe a sigh of relief ~ EbookFREE.me ~, and one of them will come forward. He shakes the chain hammer in his hand and sighs in a loud voice: "Generals, let me go. Guang Han heard the shrinking turtle smashing out! "
Between the words, he separated the crowd, rounded the chain hammer, and smashed down at the carriage body.
Slam-this hammer hit hard and sturdy, centering on the carriage wall, the wooden wall can't withstand the smash of the spiritual hammer, and was hit by the sawdust flying horizontally, and one more was immediately on the wall The basin-sized round hole was crippled, and the hammer head was not in the carriage.
Nagawa will hesitate, and Chuan will make a puzzled sound. He twisted the chain around his arm, and leaned into the carriage, stepped on the wall of the carriage, and pulled back the chain with all his strength. He hadn't pulled the hammer of the chain hammer yet, but a sword was stabbed out of the carriage's car first.
Strangely fast sword. None of the people present could see how the sword was stabbed. When people saw the sword, the sword had already penetrated into the body of the Sichuan general.
The body of this sword is more than half a foot wide and black, and it is covered with fine lines. Jian Feng entered from the chest of General Na Chuan and protruded behind his back. Blood shot out along the lines of the sword, and kept flowing to the ground.