Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 565. 564. How to die in a soldier

Three long swords with green fronts made of mist met with four blue swords, and they fought together!
How to describe Wang Chongyang's swordsmanship?

Li Zhen didn't know it before, but now, he can give a summary.

It's like doing a math problem.

A math problem consisting of three swords.

At the beginning, X=3.

With an almost negligible subtle time difference, the three swords met the three long knives at the same time.

But at this time, the style of these four people can be seen.

Compared with the fancy free environment, these four people looked like they were from the military.

Their moves are not fancy, but each move is methodical, as if some very basic moves have been practiced countless times.

The collision of every knife and sword is a manifestation of basic skills.

One move against one move, one advance against one retreat.

All the while, the three of them advanced together and retreated together, guarding their entire body without any flaws.And when attacking, there will always be someone who will fill in the negligence of the companion.

It's like a machine, every move and style is just right, perfect!
Simple and unpretentious, but back to basics.

Use a set of practical knives that have been experienced in blood and fire, and forged in the cold and heat, to fight against the flying Qingfeng long sword.

In a blink of an eye, twenty tricks were correct.

And Li Zhen also understood the characteristics of that faint blue light.

It is the pursuit of killing.

The ultimate lethality.

Every knife is to kill the enemy.

And the only purpose of that Youlan Fenghan is to make their knives sharper!

Gee.

He felt a little emotional in his heart.

Although I don't know the opponent's route, it is true that these people are extremely qualified soldiers.

Whether it is the will or the quality of prohibition.

It's just a pity...

They have different ways and are enemies of each other.

That being the case...

Then start.

suddenly!

The unknown "X" quietly changed from 3 to 6.

It was clearly a single sword, but in the next second, the phantom of two swords appeared.

Three people, six swords.

Don't worry.

The progressive series has only just begun.

When the six swords appeared, the extremely fast afterimage turned the three fog shadows into six.

Now, it's six against four.

However, the four swordsmen seemed to deal with it very calmly, perhaps because they were wary of the golden light that was close at hand, they always huddled together, and the light of the swords in their hands formed a defense like an iron wall, and water could not get in.

And the fourth person had already withdrawn to the position between the three of them. Although the teammates next to him resisted the weird fog shadow, the knife in his hand was always pointed at Li Zhen vigilantly to prevent him from making any suspicious movements.

But it turns out that he was delusional.

Li Zhen had no idea of ​​any support at all.

After seeing the combination of rigidity and softness of Taijiquan, what he wanted more was to see Wang Chongyang's ability.

What exactly does the Sanqing Sword Formation, which has been defeated from east to west, from north to south, look like?

And now, he saw it.

When the six long swords faced the enemy, it was found that the enemy was still more than offensive and defensive.

The answer of X=6 is advanced to X=9.

Six shadows, turned into nine.

This time, it's different.

Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things.

And the extreme number of all things is nine.

When nine sword shadows that could not tell whether they were real or fake appeared, their defense changed from impregnable to full of flaws under the pressure of geometric growth.

"Shhhhhhh..."

Under the intertwining of countless swords, lights and swords, it was obvious that a sword pierced his throat, but when he lifted the knife to defend, he suddenly felt a sharp stab in his waist and abdomen.

Turning around to dodge the slashing, the long sword dissipated like a phantom.

Gathering Youlan Qi in front of the throat to resist, but the sword shadow came out through the body, without pain.

It's just that there was a wound on his ribs when he evaded urgently.

But in the next move, the phantom long sword aimed at the heart and lungs became real. If it wasn't for the timely defense, it might have been killed.

False and real, for Chongyang Daoist, it is just a multiple-choice question.

But for the three people on the defensive, every switch between reality and reality will make them exhaust their brains and go to a life-and-death situation.

Can't go on like this!

No mind-to-heart is required.

When these people had many wounds that seemed to be deliberately not fatal, the survival instinct in everyone's heart made them make the same move.

"drink!"

They shouted in unison.

The qi of heaven and earth flowed violently, surrounding them.

It turned into a blast of blue light!

Forcibly pushed the shadow of mist from three feet around him.

The halo of blue light diffused, and disappeared after encountering the golden light.

For a split second, dots of blue light appeared on the person in the middle who had been hiding all the time.

A pair of blue eyes full of murderous intent also fell on Li Zhen.

He bent down, and the knife in his hand was suddenly sheathed.

When bending over, the knife at the waist was hidden behind him, and he held it empty with one hand, making a movement of drawing the knife and chopping.

At this time, the same was true for the other three people. At this critical moment, all of them retracted their knives into their sheaths in unison. The four of them faced Li Zhen directly, with blue and mottled eyes!
This trick again?
Recalling the long sword light that he encountered before, Li Zhen thought for a while.

The fog that was about to move forward again froze.

And at this very moment, with the man in the middle taking the lead, the blue light on everyone's bodies suddenly disappeared and was absorbed by the knife in the sheath.

then……

"cut!"

The four of them shouted loudly at the same time, and the knife at their waist made a sharp sound like a dragon's chant!

"Crack!"

fast.

Very fast!
Can't react fast at all!
Four faint blue sword lights converged in one place in mid-air, forming a sharp edge like a crescent moon, flying towards Li Zhen's head out of thin air!

Almost the moment the knife was drawn, the light of the knife had already come to Li Zhen!
But Li Zhen didn't move.

Because the golden light under his feet has boiled by itself.

Under the will of the earth, soil and stones formed a pair of hands, and the golden gloves that dissipated all qi were put on the hands, and the blue light was wrapped in the palms of the hands without a sound.

For thousands of years, this land has witnessed an unknown number of creatures fighting for various reasons.

Whether with stones or spears, iron or tusks.

There is only one final answer to these fights.

That is, the body is wrapped by the veins of the earth, turned into nourishment, nourishing the land to feed more creatures.

And it does to these people.

The same is true for this blade glow.

Gently enveloping, disappearing, until smoothing everything.

But there are always people who don't understand this truth.

I don't understand the earth's tolerance for them.

After a sword glow, there was another dragon chant.

The second sharper and more invincible blade light arrived as expected.

But for the land, there is no difference.

It's just that, from one pair of hands, it has become two pairs.

Two pairs of hands stretched out in front of Li Zhen, blocking all the existence that might hurt him.

Then, just when the four of them were about to strike together for the third time, the fog shadow standing beside them holding a sword suddenly appeared in front of the four of them, and handed out a sword.

The long sword was defended by the knife, but the shadow holding the sword let go.

With the help of that force, he pointed at one of them with his finger.

A yang finger!

With Zhiyang's finger, the faint blue color flashed across the face of the person he pointed, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood quickly.

And when the fingers retracted, the long sword appeared out of thin air again.

Return to the same sword!
Ignoring the two swords falling on his body, this sword, with the determination to perish together, pierced through the opponent's heart when You Lan's sword slashed at his body.

And most of his body was stretched out, his hand seemed to lose strength, and he patted the third person softly.

But the No.3 man's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously slashed across with the knife, but it was still too late.

The moment the soft palm patted the man's body, a low-temperature frost suddenly appeared on his clothes.

Bursts of frost and mist instantly froze the internal organs!

Frost-breaking ice palm!
In an instant, three people died.

But all the injuries on Wuying's body recovered as before.

It was originally caused by the fog, so how could it be said that it was injured?
And just when the fourth person saw that the other party's injury had recovered as before, and his mind was in a trance...

"puff!"

Two long swords protruded from behind.

A mouthful of bluish blood inevitably spurted out of his mouth.

Behind him, two shadows of mist slowly dissipated.

A Qingfeng long sword cut his throat instantly.

The warm blood spurted out and fell into the golden light, making it invisible again.

Four people died.

The golden light converges.

The calm and calm Taoist didn't think it was a hard fight.On the contrary, I feel a little bit of the excellence of these people.

At the same time, he became more and more curious about the identity of the other party.

The golden light dissipated and walked up to the four of them.

Just when he squatted down to check whether these people had any recognizable belongings, the masked man who had just been slapped by Wang Chongyang jumped up instantly, grabbed the knife in his hand, and moved towards Li Zhen cut it over!

"Woooooooooo!"

The faint blue light was mixed with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, and the long knife went straight to the Taoist's neck!

But the next moment, the Taoist was blocked by the majestic golden light.

"Buzz!"

"Squeak!"

Youlan collided with the golden light, and there was another sharp metal friction sound.

But no matter what, the knife couldn't penetrate half an inch.

Li Zhen cast a glance at him.

Under the eyelids of his masked eyes, there was already a patch of black and blue.

Obviously not long to live.

But even so, you still want to kill yourself?
"Tsk."

Seeing those extremely firm eyes with no fear of death in them, only determined eyes, Li Zhen thought for a while, and following the flow of his thoughts, a knight walked out of the void beside him.

Ignored the long knife.

He raised the green dragon golden knife in his hand...

"Shh~!"

The head with ice balls flew high.

He gave the opponent the most honorable way to die as a soldier, and the knight who died under the sword that has been passed down through the ages put his sword aside.

After standing still for a second, leaving the respect to the opponent, it slowly dissipated with the wind.

(End of this chapter)