The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 104 Battle of the Swordsmen
The Yuan army disembarked with arrows in their hands, and soon filled the beach.

After all, they have more than 3 people, and they have warships as a defense. They cannot be easily destroyed by [-] archers.

Archers of the Yuan army on the warship fought back against the Southern Song army.

However, before the iron cavalry of the Yuan army got on their horses, the cavalry of the Southern Song Dynasty came head-on.

No matter how brave the iron cavalry of the Yuan army was, they would only be slaughtered by the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty before they got on their horses.In a short period of time, countless Yuan armies fell into the sand.

These are all Tuo Heti's relatives. He was so angry that his eyes widened and he urged loudly: "Get off the ship! Get off the ship!"

But it seemed that he should be unlucky. When he was shouting, a shell exploded beside him.

More than a dozen commanders surrounding Tuo Heti were blown out, and Tuo Heti himself was not spared, and was thrown into the sea with the shattered ship planks.

He was bloody and charred all over, and sank down without moving in the sea water.

Even a general can't stand the bombardment of shells.

"marshal!"

"The marshal is dead!"

"The marshal is dead!"

The Yuan army on board panicked, as if in mourning.The cannon just now killed many of their big fish.

It's a pity that Zhao Dongting didn't see this scene, otherwise, he would probably be jumping for joy.

Tuo Heti died, and no one controlled the whole army anymore, and the Yuan army's troops also formed their own formations and became scattered.

The situation of the battle has developed to such a point that although the two armies have not yet formally charged, it can be said that the victory and defeat have already been divided.

Murong Chuan slightly closed his eyes, and his figure suddenly looked a little bleak.Even he could tell that the odds of winning were slim right now.

However, this does not mean that Murong Chuan is willing to admit defeat.

Feeling the slight tilt of the warship, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, stomped his feet and jumped onto the railing, about to jump towards the big ship beside him.

On the shore, the Yuan army was already fighting with the Song army, and the two armies were in chaos. With his skill, as long as he went ashore, he still had a chance to escape.If you save your life, you will still have a chance to make a comeback.

"Murong Chuan!"

But at this moment, there was a cold drinking sound not far from him on the boat.

Murong Chuan stopped and looked back, only to see a soldier of the Yuan army took off the helmet that was deliberately pressed down, revealing his face.

It's really fun for nothing.

Le Wuwei stared coldly at the surprised Murong Chuan, and said, "Murong Chuan, I saved your life. You are unfaithful and unrighteous. Today I will take your life."

It turned out that after he recovered from his old illness in Baicao Valley, he returned to Leizhou, mixed with the pirates, and kept secretly watching Murong Chuan.

Just now, he took advantage of the Yuan army's chaos and came to the Yuan army commander's boat, and when he saw Murong Chuan wanting to get off the boat, he yelled to stop.

It's not difficult to do these things with Le Free's skills.

Murong Chuan narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Has your old illness healed?"

Le Wuhui stopped talking, but slowly pulled out the sword at his waist.

The warship tilted slowly, and many Yuan soldiers jumped into the sea, but the two stood against each other.Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Murong Chuan stared at Le Wuwei's sharp hand, and suddenly sneered: "You also use a sword? Could it be that your injury hasn't healed?"

Le Wuwei is most famous for his Broken Mountain Finger, but even Murong Chuan and him have known each other for many years, so he didn't know that he could use a sword.

Le Wuhui said: "People in the world only know that my Broken Mountain Finger is as sharp as a sword, but they don't know that what I use is the finger, but what I cultivate is the sword intent. The finger is the sword, and the intent is in the heart. Let's take a look today, it is your swordsmanship Formidable, it is my sword intent that is powerful." Murong Chuan Dripping Sword pays attention to the ultimate speed and accuracy, and naturally pursues the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Hearing Le Wuhui's words, his face became extremely serious.

In the arena, there are many swordsmen who practice swordsmanship, but those few truly peerless masters are all masters of swordsmanship.

Take the sword god Kongdangzi as an example, his sword intent has reached the level of reaching heaven and earth, not only grass and trees can be used as swords, but also rumors that he once killed dozens of swordsmen without moving his body. The Yuan army who wanted to invade Cangjiange was frightened and killed on the spot.

The meaning of the sword can be said to be the ultimate pursuit of a swordsman, and it is also the most elusive.

Although the Dripping Sword is formidable, but the sword is slanted and only seeks skill. This is also the reason why Xiulin Castle has never been ranked too high in the master list of castle masters in the past dynasties.

Suddenly, when Le Wuwei sword was completely unsheathed, he moved.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sword light flashing in his pupils, his figure swept quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Murong Chuan, and the long sword pierced Murong Chuan's chest.

Murong Chuan was slightly taken aback, actually caught by his momentary might.

But after all, he is very skilled in martial arts, when he came back to his senses, he was not in a panic, his right leg kicked on the railing, as if he was about to fly away.

But he didn't really fly away.

When the man was about to leave the railing, his feet suddenly hooked on the railing, and his body turned back backwards, but the long sword pierced Le Wuwei's waist.

Turn around sword.

Le Wuwei didn't resist, jumped up suddenly, and flew to the railing.

Murong Chuan turned around and stood on the railing again, the sword light was like a waterfall, continuously piercing Le Wuwei's key points.

The two of them were back and forth on the railing, flying at such a fast speed that they couldn't even see the shadow of the sword clearly, which made the surrounding Yuan soldiers dumbfounded.

Zhao Dongting swept across the entire battlefield with binoculars, and after a while, he finally caught the two fighting in the flames.

Seeing the two figures flying by at an extremely fast speed, his eyes were captured instantly.Immediately, he was also surprised to see that it was Murong Chuan and Le Wuwei.

"Lewu, that seems to be your father."

Then he handed the binoculars in his hand to Le Wu next to him.

Le Wu took the binoculars and looked in the direction Zhao Dongting pointed. After a few seconds, she exclaimed, "It's really my father, why is he there?"

Zhao Dongting shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but he obviously came for Murong Chuan. Did you see your sister?"

Le Wu took a closer look with the binoculars and said, "No."

Then hurriedly handed the telescope back to Zhao Dongting and said, "I'm going to help my father."

Said to run to the beach.

Zhao Dongting hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Senior Le and Murong Chuan's martial arts are so strong, how can you help in the past?"

Le Wu hurriedly said: "But there are so many troops over there, my father..."

Zhao Dongting said: "Your father will definitely not seek death by himself, I think he should be somewhat sure."

Yue Wu was still anxious, but he had to stand still.

On the boat, Le Wuwei was still fighting Murong Chuan.Although there is a gap between the two in the ranking of the master list, those who can make it to the master list are naturally extraordinary. Although Le Wuwei ranks high, it is not easy to kill Murong Chuan in a short time.

Zhao Dongting watched and sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect Le Wuwei's swordsmanship to be so powerful."

Although his sword does not seem to be as fast and accurate as Murong Chuan's, there is an indescribable charm in his movements.

Although Zhao Dongting's internal skills are now well established, but thinking about himself, he is far behind both Le Wuwei and Murong Chuan.

The warship gradually sank until only a few meters of the bow was still floating on the sea, tilted at an angle of tens of degrees.The Yuan army on board has already jumped into the sea.

On the shore, cavalrymen of the Southern Song Dynasty charged back and forth on the beach, all of them bathed in blood.

From all over the forest, the Qiongzhou Army team that saw the battle here kept running out and joining the melee group.

Although there are more than 3 Yuan troops, most of them are still resisting the approaching Zhao and Luo fleet, and many of them are sunk in the sea. The number of soldiers who actually landed on the island is probably only [-]. Not too long ago, many were shot and killed by arrows from the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty. At this time, there were only a few thousand.Some got on their horses in a panic, but it was difficult to form a formation at all, and they had to be slaughtered back and forth by the cavalry and infantry of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Flying Dragon Army stood behind the beach, but kept shooting the Yuan Army warships with cannonballs.

If it blows up into one ship, the Yuan army will lose hundreds of people.

What Zhao Dongting wanted was to wipe out all these Yuan troops and pirates, and he didn't feel sorry for those warships.As long as there are people on the site, these are not problems.

Le Wuwei and Murong Chuan's faces were flushed from the fight, and their internal energy had reached the limit. After fighting violently like a storm for a while, the two finally withdrew suddenly.Le Wuwei stood on the tip of the boat, while Murong Chuan stepped on the eaves of the cabin, still standing facing each other.

Murong Chuan took a few breaths, and said with a sneer, "Your sword intent is nothing more than that."

"Is it?"

Le Wuwei's finger slowly brushed the long sword, and said coldly: "Then try again."

At this moment, his aura changed suddenly, as if his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and the sharp aura shot straight into the sky.

Sword Intent, which gathers the swordsman's unique understanding of the way of the sword and all the energy and spirit, is the Sword Intent.

The figure of Le Wuhui was condescending, and once again swept towards Murongchuan.

A cold light flashed across the sword body.

When he got close, Murong Chuan waved his sword to block it, but his seemingly extremely fast sword seemed unable to keep up with Le Wuwei's sword shadow.

The screen suddenly froze at this moment.

Murong Chuan stared at Le Wuwei, and the sword in his hand slowly fell into the sea, "So, this is your sword... meaning..."

(End of this chapter)