Text Chapter 679 Sword Wind and Sword Mang Zhen Yanzhou (6)

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Zhong Jianying and the other Zhong family's warriors in their strongest suits were also hidden in the dark and silently watching all this, and they perfectly blended their figures into the shadows of the night. Zhong Jianying was originally a shadow, the shadow can be blended into any shadow, and most of the people who walked with him were the elites of the Zhong family who lived and died with him, they were not afraid of the hundreds of Khitan soldiers, with their strength, even if they couldn't beat it, as long as they were not surrounded, they could get out calmly.

"Second son, should we go up and help those two boys. Yelu's blood wolf doesn't look to be underestimated, not to mention that there are so many Khitan soldiers, I'm afraid they are more than lucky. A Zhong family warrior whispered to Zhong Jianying, but Zhong Jianying shook his head lightly and said, "If there is no real master, it is impossible to trap the two of them. Even though the strength of the Yelu Blood Wolf is extraordinary, it is still not enough compared to them. We'll just have to watch the excitement here, and by the way, have you found out what's in the carriage? ”

"Second son, not yet, the people of the Yang family are very cautious. The carriage disappeared when it arrived at Yang's house, and it was impossible to find out what was in the carriage. However, there are many people in Yanzhou City who are looking for the carriage, and it seems that the things in the carriage are very important. Another warrior replied to Zhong Jianying.

Zhong Jianying couldn't help frowning when he heard his subordinates' return, he faintly felt that the things in the carriage gave him a very dangerous feeling. The reason why he wanted to find out what was in the carriage was just a curiosity, and the carriage was missing, and he couldn't punish his subordinates, so he just said lightly: "Forget it, stay away from the carriage in the future, that thing will always feel like a murderous thing." ”

A cruel smile appeared on Yelu's blood wolf's face, and the corners of his mouth were even more bloodthirsty sneer, and the scimitar in his hand trembled slightly, and a cold light reflected from the scimitar. With a scimitar, he pointed at Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng from afar and said ferociously: "With the black light of tonight, turning into the power of the wolf god, the lives of the two of you, this general will accept it." ”

Then, like a vicious wolf, he rushed towards Ling Tianyun with a cold light, and what flowed around him was a fierce and fierce aura, and the dark green light in his eyes shot like arrows. As soon as the scimitar was raised, the shadow of the knife cut through the canopy of the night, and the rolling sword wind instantly arrived at Ling Tianyun's side. A fierce light emanated from his eyes, and a thick killing intent emanated from his cascading sword wind.

Ling Tianyun drew his sword and straightened it, the treasure knife in his hand rolled up with a sharp sword, and his vigorous and powerful arms danced the treasure knife wildly. As soon as his figure took a slight step, a layer of faint luster appeared on the treasure knife, and the faint light of the treasure knife in his hand became more and more prosperous. A few metal sounds, a few lightning flashes, and the figures of the two have begun to intertwine.

The scimitar in Yelu's blood wolf's hand was mainly chopping, and the curved blade was more labor-saving and concise with the method of splitting, and the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand was also wielded without any rules. A knife is strong and powerful, and the breath around the body is majestic and rolling out like a tide, and Yelu Blood Wolf's knife technique is not only a chop, but also with a hook belt, and all kinds of tricky knife techniques are also vividly displayed, the two of them rely on their real strength, without any fancy moves, they are hard against hard, after a series of lightning flashes, the two of them staggered, and their eyes showed a dignified look.

Ling Tianyun gently shook the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand, he knew that the treasure knife in his hand was extremely sharp, no matter what weapon it was, it would be cut off by that treasure knife, even if it couldn't be cut off, it would cut out a series of fractures. But on the other hand, the scimitar in Yelu's blood wolf's hand was unharmed, and it was obvious that the scimitar in the opponent's hand must also be a peerless murderer, and its sharpness was no less than the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand.

Yelu Blood Wolf had also heard a little about the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand, but he was still a little surprised, there were really few treasure knives in the world that could be comparable to the scimitar in his hand. At first, he was not with him, and the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand was not comparable to the scimitar in his hand, but after this series of collisions, he found that the treasure knife in the other party's hand was still not damaged at all, which made him start to pay attention to Ling Tianyun in his heart.

The two had to re-evaluate each other in their hearts, it was just a slightly warm-up confrontation just now, both of them knew that each other did not use all their strength, but the strength and sword skills of the two were equally equal. They condensed the majestic qi that was circulating around them, and the qi that was rolling like a wave surged out, and their eyes were even more terrifying essence, and the blades in their hands were raised again, and the two figures rolled up a burst of wind like arrows, and they were intertwined again.

Several Khitan soldiers raised the scimitars in their hands and surrounded Ye Yinfeng, and the scimitars in their hands weaved into a shrouded knife net, trapping Ye Yinfeng in it. And the bladeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand suddenly became in his hand, his body turned slightly, like a gust of breeze blowing in the shadow of the sword, and the flowing breath bloomed gorgeously on the bladeless iron sword, and the iron sword was like a sword that shot out brilliant brilliance, and resisted the besieging Khitan soldiers in all directions with a sweeping momentum.

There was a constant sound of metal breaking, and the true qi in Ye Yinfeng's body poured directly into the iron sword, and the bladeless iron sword was a few points sharper than the peerless sword, and everywhere he went, the scimitars in the hands of several Khitan soldiers were cut off. And his figure is extremely light, the blue shadow dragged countless afterimages, the elegant posture showed calmness, the breezy Ye Yinfeng did not have any pressure, the bladeless sword in his hand sometimes swept out like a dragon swinging its tail, and sometimes like a dazzling cold light from the void, and his figure was endlessly calm and elegant, the bladeless iron sword in his hand seemed not to be a sword, but a fairy weapon.

The sword light condensed the gloom of the night, the sword wind rolled up the cold coldness, and the two young men with extraordinary bearing faced thousands of troops and horses, as well as the ferocious demon slayer. A sword pierced the dark curtain under the dark night, and a sword rolled the fierce ferocity among the wild beasts, and a wonderful battle began. Under this cold and icy night, the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air echoed, the splashed blood was swaying wantonly, two intertwined figures, a wandering blue shadow, and countless Khitan soldiers besieging with torches, the atmosphere of slaughter and the murderous blood surged like a tide.

The blood wolf's scimitar was raised high, and he stepped forward, only to see the scimitar slashing and slashing the surrounding qi, and the cold night seemed to be overshadowed by his beast-like face. And the light flowing from the scimitar in his hand turned into a fierce wolf like teeth and claws, all of them rushed towards Ling Tianyun, the sword light flowed coldly, and at this time he was a wolf king full of endless battle intent.

With a swing of the sword, Ling Tianyun's body was on one side, and a streamer slashed past his chest, and the streamer fell directly on the ground under his feet, and the streamer disappeared into the street, and a deep ravine-like scratch suddenly appeared. The cold wind condensed at the tip of his nose was like a knife, and his cheeks were painful. And after he turned to one side, his body spun around, and the sword reversed and raised from behind him, and a strong sword wind condensed, swinging towards the Yelu blood wolf who had just collected the knife with a chilling horror.

A flash of scarlet from the scimitar flickered, and the beastly expression on Yelu's blood wolf's face rose again and again, and his body seemed to become more refined with his beastly complexion. The long arm suddenly rose in that instant, and layers of knife shadows rose and fell from under his scimitar, like a wave and a tide, the sword light was condensed with cold energy, the knife shadow was full of bloodthirsty madness, and the knife curtain was even more condensed with his endless killing intent.

Layer by layer of knife curtains pressed towards Ling Tianyun like a wave, causing Ling Tianyun's body to stop suddenly, the treasure knife in his hand was gently raised, the tip of the knife pointed to the sky, he patted the back of the knife with his left hand, and a majestic True Yuan in his right hand poured towards the treasure knife like a rushing river. With a "whoosh", the Xingze Treasure Knife suddenly rose in brilliance, and a Buddha statue with supreme majesty slowly took shape behind him.

Seeing this, Yelu's blood wolf turned pale, and his eyes were even more blazing, and the scimitar in his hand turned into layers of sword shadows, and the powerful curtain of the scimitar in his hand also pressed towards Ling Tianyun at that moment, but the scimitar that he had transformed into a knife curtain was all dissipated under the surging brilliance of the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand. A resolute look appeared on his face, his body did not retreat but advanced, he held the knife with one hand instead of holding the knife with both hands, a gust of wind blew towards him, but it was the brilliance of the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand, and the residual sword energy was surging towards him.

Yelu Blood Wolf's face was solemn, he stood majestically with the sword in both hands, and the sword wind surged towards him, but he was unaware, he raised his head, and let the strong wind that shot out from Ling Tian's Cloud Treasure Knife blow in his face. A bloodthirsty and rampant expression flashed from his face, and his body suddenly swelled with an even more astonishing momentum, and his anger flew like a beast king, confronting the peerless god of war.

"Whoop ?????????", and a more high-pitched and loud wolf howl roared out of his mouth, faintly, behind him began to transform into a wolf king who looked down on the world, it was a snow-white wolf king, the snow-white wolf king's eyes were filled with endless ferocity, it was just like the beast king who commanded the beasts, "????????", the snow-white wolf king's phantom was also like a blood wolf, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Many people's eardrums buzzed, and the Jedi wolf howl caused many people to enter a brief hallucination, as if they had entered a battlefield of fierce beasts. They seemed to have entered the encirclement of wolf smoke everywhere, and the wolves were galloping between heaven and earth, and the scarlet wolf eyes and sharp wolf teeth were filling their minds. Soon, all of them turned pale, and when they woke up from the illusion, they found that their backs were already wet.

This wolf howl that resounded throughout the night dome was not only aimed at Ling Tianyun alone, but also brought those onlookers standing on the Youyue Tower into the illusionary realm. However, the Khitan soldiers who had laid down the encirclement were the most affected, they stopped their movements, and when they woke up from the illusion, their eyes were blazing. The Khitans have always regarded wolves as totems, and the general defending the city in front of them is like a wolf god.

For the Yelu Blood Wolf, he could conjure up a snow-white Wolf King's phantom, but the coercion brought by the Wolf King's phantom howl had no effect on Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng. Ling Tianyun himself had already conjured up a virtual shadow of a Buddha statue with a solemn appearance of compassion for the world, and Ye Yinfeng himself was a Taoist supreme exercise, as long as he had a slight luck, the three star flowers in the dantian that turned into three stars like green lotuses immediately poured out pure Tai Pure Halal Qi and protected him.

Ling Tianyun raised his sword, and the other party had already conjured up the phantom of the snow wolf, which meant that the other party had taken out his true strength just like him. One after another, the condensed brilliance rose wantonly, he lifted his body, and the treasure knife turned into a streamer, slashing towards the Yelu blood wolf and the snow wolf phantom, and the Yelu blood wolf shot a bloodthirsty scarlet light from his eyes, and his cruel smile became thicker with the scimitar he raised.