Girl, take it easy

Chapter 293 The Centurion of the Northern Wilderness Army——Chen Lu

"Good! Good! Good!"

After the barbarian country won the first battle, everyone burst into thunderous shouts, and the morale of the barbarian army was greatly boosted!

The Northern Wilderness Army was very silent.

They didn't blame Qingmoss for losing.

Moss was already smashed into meatloaf, and died for Beihuang.

Soldiers who die on the battlefield are warriors!

How could I still blame Moss?

It's just that the Northern Wilderness Army is very unwilling!I am very angry!Very unconvinced!
"Northern Wilderness Army Kuang Qing, come and meet Your Excellency!"

Among the Northern Wilderness Army, a soldier wearing armor and holding the Qinglong Yanyue Saber flew out of the army formation.

Holding the knife in both hands, Kuang Qing slammed it straight at Mo Shuang!

This saber is like the sunset of the Milky Way, the aura of the saber is fierce but it is everywhere like the spring breeze, and it changes in various ways.

"sulfuric acid!"

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife and the double hammer smashed together.

Mo Shuang's feet collapsed in an instant, which shows how powerful this knife is!
"Something!"

Mo Shuang smiled, and smashed out with the double hammers, extremely fast and powerful, like meteorites falling down one after another.

Kuang Qing didn't take it hard, and dodge if he could, but he used four or two to disperse the raindrops of the attack.

Finding an opportunity, Kuang Qing slashed down with a knife, and the knife turned into a green dragon that descended from the sky. The green dragon stirred the wind and sand and escaped Mo Shuang's hammering again and again.

The cyan saber aura runs through Mo Shuang's entire body, and the cyan saber aura penetrates from Mo Shuang's back, like weeds growing wildly, more like catkins scattered.

"boom"

When the green energy dissipated, Mo Shuang fell to the ground, his breath had disappeared, and he died completely violently.

"General Kuang! General Kuang! General Kuang!"

In the army formation of the Northern Wilderness Army, Kuang Qing's name was constantly shouted.

The soldiers of the Northern Wilderness Army seemed to let out a bad breath, and felt refreshed in their hearts.

"Hehe! I will tell you to shut up now!"

Among the barbarian army, a monk stabbed out with a long sword in his hand.

This monk's swordsmanship is like spring rain, but it also hides murderous intentions.

If speed is the only thing that can't be broken in martial arts in the world, then this swordsman has brought the speed of the long sword in his hand to the extreme!

Kuang Qing kept parrying with a long knife in his hand.

In the beginning, Kuang Qing could indeed keep up with the opponent's sword moves.

But the further to the back, the more difficult it is for Kuang Qing!
The opponent's sword moves are suffocating!
It's so fast!

And in an instant, a sword light flashed in Kuang Qing's eyes.

With the flash of this sword light.

Kuang Qing's eyes dimmed instantly.

A wound appeared on his neck.

This wound continued to expand like a thread. In the end, Kuang Qing's head slipped from the neat wound and fell to the ground, with blood flying out!

The victory of the barbarian swordsmen caused the barbarian army to shout again and again!

"Chunyu Sword Cultivator, Extreme North!"

Among the Northern Wilderness Army, people recognized each other's identity one after another.

"Extreme North? Is it famous?" Chen Lu asked Heiye beside him.

The female general Heiye nodded: "It's quite famous. The opponent is only a hundred years old, but he has entered the Nascent Soul Realm. He is a genius among the younger generation. Moreover, the opponent's swordsmanship is so advanced that he can even fight across borders."

"What kind of bastard's extreme north! He is barren! I'm going to avenge General Kuang!"

Seeing his friend die on the battlefield, Liang Bo's eyes were red, he held the long sword in his hand tightly, and was about to rush out.

But at this moment, a figure flew out before Liang Bo.

"Chen Lu!"

"Master Chen!"

Before Lanxue and the others could stop him, Chen Lu had already arrived in front of the army formation.

When this figure came to the open space in front of the army formation, the corners of Wa Li's mouth slightly raised at the rear of the barbarian army, and his eyes were flying with rare brilliance.

"His Royal Highness, do you need this old man to send a voice transmission to let Ji Bei's subordinates show mercy?"

The King of Looting the North transmitted a voice to Wa Que.

In the eyes of the King of Looting North, this man is looking for death, and Ji Bei, who is one level higher than Chen Lu, can definitely take his life within fifty rounds.

But this man can't die just yet.

"It's not necessary." The corners of Wa Li's mouth curled up, "He won't show mercy to our barbarian soldiers, so why should we show mercy to him?"

"Yes" Looting North King stopped talking.

The barbarian army looked at this man with strange eyes.

Not to mention the barbarian army, even the Northern Wilderness Army looked at this man in battle with a dazed look on his face.

Who is this guy?
Is it a general of our Northern Wilderness Army?

But why haven't I seen it?
"A new face." Beihuang swordsman Ji Bei looked at the man in front of him, and asked curiously, "Who is coming, tell me your name, I won't kill the unknown."

"Chen Lu, the envoy of Qianguo Township and Centurion of the Northern Wilderness Army." Chen Lu saluted.

"Chen Lu?" Ji Bei looked at the man in front of him with interest, "I haven't heard much about it."

"No problem, your Excellency has heard it now."

"Go and let other people come. You are only at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. I am a big realm higher than you. I don't want to bully the small with the big. It's meaningless to kill you." Jibei held his sword and looked at Chen Lu with a full face. Disdain.

"Your Excellency, maybe you can fight with me a few tricks before you say this." Chen Lu was not annoyed, but just took the Black God Knife out of the storage bag.

The unsheathed Black God Knife was inserted into the ground together with the scabbard.

"Black knife, new face, like a Confucian scholar." Jibei looked at Chen Lu, "Are you the swordsman who guarded the Shashishan trail alone at that time?"

"Exactly."

"That's a little interesting, let's take a knife and let me see."

"I'm afraid that once the sword is drawn, Your Excellency will have no chance."

"Arrogance!" Being looked down upon by a person whose level is one level lower than his own, Ji Bei laughed angrily, "Come on, let me see how capable you are, a little boy."

"Then your Excellency will be optimistic."

Chen Lu took a step forward. When he took the step, Chen Lu's right hand was holding the handle of the Black God Saber, and the scabbard was stuck on the ground.

As Chen Lu rushed forward, the scabbard of the Black God Saber tilted forward.

When Chen Lu rushed forward, the Black Sword was pulled out from the scabbard.

"sulfuric acid!"

The swords intersected, and the scabbard had already poured down and stuck on the ground.

The spring rain sword technique used by Jibei moistens things silently, and the sword energy wraps Chen Lu wantonly, but Chen Lu breaks open with a long knife in his hand.

Extremely shocked!I didn't expect the opponent to be so strong.

Ji Bei didn't dare to relax, he jumped up, and the long sword in his hand became invisible.

"fall!"

A sword from the extreme north fell, and countless raindrops turned into thousands of sword qi, pointing directly at Chen Lu.

Chen Lu loosened and closed the fingers of his right hand holding the Black God Knife.

When Chen Lu slashed out with a sword, the black death energy instantly cut away.

Before everyone could react, Ji Bei looked down and saw that he had been broken in two.

Above the sky, a huge hole was opened.

(End of this chapter)