Game Days: Evolving from Bone Cancer

Chapter 133 Asura Sword Master!

More than a month later.

On the wall of Weiming City, Xiao Ting looked down from a high position overlooking the dark barracks of the Inner Palace Army a few miles away.

The city is surrounded on all sides!

The army of the inner government pressed the border and surrounded Weiming City tightly.

They didn't even care about the tactics of encircling the three and missing one, and directly blocked all the exits, as if they were going to wipe out all the Wei Ming people in this battle.

Roughly estimated, there are at least 2 people in the army of the inner government!
And how many troops are there in Ashina Castle?

Less than five thousand!

It also includes farmers and soldiers who have no armor and only hold hoes and spears as weapons. The regular army has only more than 2000 people.

Weiming country is located in the north of the snow-capped mountains. Its land is barren, and Yinglong has won the hearts of the people. The upper limit of war is here, and it is impossible to use military force.

In comparison, the Neifu Army is actually the Tokugawa Shogunate that basically wants to end the Warring States Period in Japan!

With the resources of the entire East Ocean, the military strength is naturally not comparable to that of the small Weiming country.

Xiao Ting, Shi Shan, and Lou Yueji stood side by side.

Behind him are 53 dragon slaves, 35 dragon warriors, ten dragon generals, and a dragon elder!
This is the entire force guarding the north gate.

There is no way, the difference in military strength is too great, Xiao Ting can only hope to make up for quantity with quality.

In fact, the north gate is still the advantage of Weiming Castle!
Xiao Ting must deal with the enemy forces at the north gate as soon as possible, and then go to support other gates.

boom!boom!bang~~~
The inner government army was dispatched, and [-] heavily armed soldiers were divided into three square formations, front, middle and back, and marched towards the north city wall in unison.

Thousands of soldiers stepped forward, causing the ground to tremble, with a ferocious momentum, and the chilling atmosphere was suffocating.

"Just guard the city gate, no matter what happens outside the city, don't move!"

Xiao Ting took a deep breath, and then...

Jumping down from the city wall, he walked towards the formation of the inner government army on the opposite side.

1VS5000!

Xiao Ting was alone, facing the army by himself, but his face was calm and composed, walking like a stroll in a garden.

"Does this person want to stop our entire army by himself?"

In the central camp of the Inner Palace Army, the commander wearing antler armor couldn't help being furious after being astonished.

He felt deeply humiliated!

Even Wei Ming Yixin, the sword master of the Megatron Northland, cannot force an army of more than 3000 people by himself. How dare this person in front of him?

The eyes of the soldiers in the thousand-man phalanx at the front all turned red, and they all stared at Xiao Ting in an instant.

The murderous pressure of thousands of people is on one person, even if most of them are ordinary soldiers below the first rank, the pressure is so great that it makes people feel bone-chilling cold.

"kill!"

There are thousands of people, and they are talking to the sky.

Thousands of soldiers from the inner government army came over with weapons in hand, they only had Xiao Ting in their eyes who wanted to die.

At this moment, even Lou Yueji and Shi Shan on the city wall were pale and extremely worried.

They also don't know if Xiao Ting alone can stop the thousands of troops.

The so-called one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it depends on the steep terrain, and most of them are just unfounded legends.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

Xiao Ting carried his hands on his back, and suddenly opened his mouth as he continued walking without haste.

The Sound of the Six Sword Patterns Kendo!

But this time, instead of reciting Buddhist scriptures, he recited the most murderous ancient poem in history.

One against five thousand, are you afraid?

I'm a little nervous, it's the first time after all.

But when the sound of the sword sounded, it was the soldiers of the inner government army who were more afraid.

A distance of more than a hundred feet, when the sound of the sword came, there was a sound of blood splattering "噗嗤" in the army formation.

It was someone who couldn't bear the sound of the sword entering his head, and fell to the ground directly after suffering heavy injuries.

Every time the sound of a word fell, dozens of hundreds of people lay down without breathing.

When the last syllable of the first line of the poem ended, less than a hundred of the thousand soldiers of the Inner Palace Army in the first phalanx could still stand.

All of them are military officers with cultivation bases.

The leading general is even a level 32 "master"!
But in front of the fourth level Yin Jian Dao, it still looks so vulnerable.

Blood flowed out from everyone's seven orifices, holding a knife in their hand, they watched Xiao Ting come in front of them, and then walked among them, but no one dared to make a move.

Not only did they not dare to make a move, they even knelt down in unison.

On the battlefield, bow down to the enemy!

Longwei! !
At this moment, in Xiao Ting's dantian, a dragon tree stands in Xu Ming.

Seventy or eighty white dragon fruits are hung on the main branch.

Each fruit is in the shape of a curled up small dragon, which contains 100 points of Northern Dark Dragon Energy!
Seventy or eighty dragon fruits equal seven to eight thousand points of dragon energy.

Whenever Xiao Ting used his skills, several dragon fruits would turn into real dragons, fall off from the branches, and then turn into dragon energy and enter the meridians.

The sword sound read out with these dragon spirits was like the chanting of a dragon and a god. Just ten syllables of an ancient poem destroyed an army of a thousand people.

Under the terrifying sound of the sword and the frightening dragon's power, the number of ordinary soldiers was completely meaningless.

Wherever the sound of the sword came, they were all ants!

Nearly a hundred military officers knelt on the ground, trembling, bearing unimaginable fear and pressure.

It's not that they didn't want to resist, but that they managed to pluck up the courage to resist, and they were dispersed by the dragon power that filled the sky and the void.

At this moment, they are like mortals facing the gods, awe from the soul.

But kneeling down does not save them from misfortune.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars..."

With the sound of the sword in the second sentence of the ancient poem, they still fell down one by one, with blood dripping from their bodies, and they could not rest in peace.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the blood-stained snowflakes drifted away, blowing Xiao Ting's hair, and his clothes danced lightly, indescribably indifferent.

With his hands on his back, he was less than a hundred meters away from the square of the Chinese army.

At a distance of only a hundred meters, two thousand soldiers of the Inner Palace Army in the central army phalanx charged at once, and it only took a few breaths to kill them.

But they don't.

Just like the first phalanx, wherever the sound of the sword came, there were corpses everywhere!

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

The third sentence is also the one where the murderous intent reaches its peak in the whole poem.

The murderous intent piercing the sky in the sound of the sword makes people feel the chill even in the scorching heat, not to mention the cold winter in the northern country?
Involuntarily, the peerless figure of the peerless sword sage, holding the sword to the world, the sword not stained with blood, and the person who does not hold back, emerged in his mind.

"what!"

The commander of the inner government army at the north gate yelled in horror, "You...what kind of monster are you?'

In his eyes, Xiao Ting seemed to be no longer a human being, but the Asura Killing God from hell!
Even if the sword master Wei Ming wanted to kill 3000 soldiers, he would have to cut their throats and decapitate them one by one.

And what about this person in front of him?
Only 1 minute, three ancient poems, buried three thousand troops!

In fact, Xiao Ting himself did not expect that the combination of Jianyin and Longwei would have such terrifying power.

At this time, a sentence involuntarily appeared in his mind - if I become a demon, there will be no Buddha in the world!

For a moment.

Xiao Ting shot out a rosary bead with a flick of his finger, and the dragon-shaped sword energy surrounding it instantly penetrated through the eyebrows of the Grand Commander, beheading him.

"Reminder: Explorer 081 beheaded an extraordinary fourth-tier general, and got a golden treasure chest, which has been stored in the storage space."

The level of the commander of the inner government army is 39. If he can lead an army, his strength will naturally not be weak.

But after being wounded by the sword sound and frightened by the dragon, he became a useless person.

"Reminder: Explorer 081 triggers the achievement title upgrade task - kill 1 hostile creatures with sword energy, and the achievement title Sword God Demon Monk will be upgraded to Asura Sword Master Demon Monk!"

(End of this chapter)