I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 55
The sudden strike of the sword made Feng Manchou's expression change.

He swung the Heavenly Slaughter Sword, bringing up a cloud of evil Slaughter Sword Qi that filled the sky with dust, and knocked back the sharp sword.

A gray figure flashed over from the crowd, took over the retreating sharp sword, and swung several bright sword auras, beheading dozens of bandits around them to the ground.

"It's you, Mo Yifan! You came just in time. Now that I have this Heavenly Slaughter Sword, I can avenge the scar on my face."

When Feng Manchou saw that stern man, he became even more frightened and excited.

The reason why he has kept this scar on his face is so that one day he can get rid of his shame.

The Mo Yifan in front of him was the one he wanted to kill but couldn't.

As long as Mo Yifan doesn't die, the bandits will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"That's great, it turned out to be both ghosts and ghosts, Mo Yifan. Now we're saved!"

Hong Xiaoman had also admired Mo Yifan for a long time, and he never expected to see him in this dangerous situation today.

Mo Yifan acts eccentrically, but he specializes in killing bandits and the most heinous people.

He single-handedly killed all the villains and bandits in the villages.Become the sworn enemy of those bandits.

Even if the major cottages united to deal with him, they still couldn't get rid of this person.

This person's swordsmanship is superb, his skills are like ghosts, people are afraid of others, and ghosts are worried about ghosts.

Therefore, people in the rivers and lakes became the twin sorrows of gods and ghosts.

"Mo Yifan, we have no grievances or enmities with you. Why do you want to kill us all!"

Feng Manchou was furious, if it wasn't for this person, he would not have put himself in danger and asked someone to forge this killing sword.

"You bastards and scum, living in this world is a sin, and only death is your best destination."

"You will never understand this easy-to-understand truth."

Mo Yifan said coldly, and killed dozens of bandits in an instant.

Those vicious bandits were afraid when they saw it, and they dared not go forward.

"It's a pity you didn't have this chance!"

"Today I have the Heaven Slaughter Sword in my hand, gathering the killing and resentment of the world, you are the one who will die!"

Feng Manchou had already absorbed the evil spirit and resentment of thousands of people with the Heaven Slaughter Sword.

I saw that he was holding a sword in both hands, and his eyes turned dark red.Murderous and evil aura gushed out from the blade like a torrential flood, engulfing him and the bandits around him.

A round of huge half-moon-shaped black sword energy, carrying the astonishing power of destroying dust, swept towards Mo Yifan ferociously and surgingly.

Wherever the killing sword qi passed, some bandits couldn't avoid it, and were also sucked in, chopped into pieces.

Seeing this, Hong Xiaoman was horrified. If Mo Yifan couldn't stop them, they would also be strangled to death by this evil sword energy.

"Such evil sword energy can only rely on this trick."

Mo Yifan's face was serious, and it was difficult to resist this evil killing sword energy.

Although he can avoid it with his body speed, the people behind him will be dead.

He had no choice but to use the mighty Qi Zhantian Sword Art, which he had never been able to master, to block it.

At this juncture of life and death, many innocent people who died tragically flashed through his mind inadvertently, including his parents and family members.

I saw him slashing his sword with all his skills, and a sword light condensed with awe-inspiring righteousness shot up into the sky, bright but blurry.

The two good and evil sword qi collided, making a loud noise.

There was only a crisp clicking sound mixed with it.

The sword in Mo Yifan's hand snapped at the sound, turning into two severed swords, and he himself was blown away by Yu Wei.

"Hehe! Such a powerful sword move, it's a pity that you haven't practiced it yet, and you will never have this chance again!"

A trace of fear flashed in Feng Manchou's eyes, and then he was ecstatic in his heart, and he swung his sword to chop Mo Yifan who was lying on the ground.

"Oh, it's a pity that Mo Yifan's sword is several grades behind that Heaven Slayer Sword!"

Elder Qi of the Wuji Gate expressed regret when he saw this, but took the opportunity to run away.In his heart, he reluctantly lent his Wuyou Sword to Mo Yifan, for fear of being cut off by him.

"This old guy, he also said that he lacks mental strength and can run faster than a rabbit!"

"Hero Mo, use my Qingfeng Sword!"

Hong Xiaoman cursed at Elder Qi who was running away.

He quickly threw his Qingfeng Sword to Mo Yifan in front of him.

Seeing Feng Manchou slashing towards him with his sword, Mo Yifan had no choice but to take the Qingfeng Sword and barely resist.

Seeing that the Qingfeng sword in his hand was forged from ordinary refined iron, Mo Yifan frowned, and had no choice but to resort to the tactic of killing each other.

He held the Qingfeng Sword tightly in his right hand and rotated it with all his strength to resist the Heavenly Slaughter Sword, but with his left hand, he sucked up the broken sword on the ground, and stabbed at Feng Manchou as fast as an aurora.

When the Heavenly Killing Sword slashed heavily on the Qingfeng Sword, Mo Yifan thought that the Qingfeng Sword would be chopped into pieces, and he himself would be cut in half by the Heavenly Killing Sword.

But what made him unbelievable was that the Qingfeng Sword was only cut through a gap, but it was not cut off by it, and instead blocked the Sky Slaughter Sword.

But the broken sword sucked by his luck took the opportunity to pierce into Feng Manchou's belly.

But sealing Qiu's body with the evil killing energy, the broken sword could no longer penetrate half a point, and failed to stab him to death.

Feng Manchou shouted angrily, and forced out the Broken Sword, and Mo Yifan was cut back several feet by his Heavenly Killing Sword.

"Damn it, little policeman. If you dare to spoil my good deeds, go to hell!"

Feng Manchou slashed a powerful sword energy at Hong Xiaoman who was not far ahead.

"Come on, without Qingfeng Sword to resist, this is a dead end."

Hong Xiaoman couldn't dodge in time, he was directly chopped off by the swift and fierce sword energy, and fell to the ground.

"I'm not dead yet, that's great! Luckily, I'm wearing the golden silk armor that Qin Feng made for me!"

Hong Xiaoman vomited a mouthful of blood, feeling grateful in his heart, he quickly stood up and ran away desperately.

He felt that his golden silk soft armor had also broken a few golden threads, if it was cut a few more times, it would be scrapped.

The other arresters, knights and some sect disciples, saw that the situation was not good, so they also took the opportunity to break out of the siege and retreat.

Mo Yifan was seriously injured, there was not a single zhenqi in his body, and his own sword was cut off.

He was not sure, so he had no choice but to cover Hong Xiaoman and others to evacuate here temporarily.

When he left, he sucked his two broken swords to Yun Gong.

After all, it was the saber that had accompanied him for many years, so I couldn't bear it.He also tries to fix it if possible.

"Damn it, there is a trace of righteousness remaining on this broken sword!"

When Feng Manchou was about to chase and kill him in one fell swoop, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and he stopped immediately to heal his injuries.

"Master, let that Mo Yifan and those arrests run away, what should we do next?"

Erdangjia and others did not dare to chase after him, so they had to come to follow the instructions.

"My Heavenly Slaughter Sword has killed many warriors and villagers today. As long as it continues to kill in a few days, it will transform again, and its power will increase dramatically."

"Mo Yifan is seriously injured. Even if he seeks treatment from a miracle doctor, he won't recover in ten days and half a month. Besides, he doesn't have a sword in his hand, and he can't even perform special skills, so there is nothing to fear!"

Feng Manchou smiled confidently, and he planned to continue to increase the power of the Heavenly Killing Sword in the next few days.

In order to unify the major cottages, even the imperial court or the major sects will not be able to do anything to him.

Mo Yifan ran for seven or eight miles with Hong Xiaoman and others.

Seeing that Feng Manchou and those bandits didn't come after him, he sat down and rested for a while.

"Hero Mo, you are seriously injured. There is a disciple of a genius doctor in Anfeng City, let me take you there to treat your injuries!"

Seeing Mo Yifan's pale face and bruises all over his body, Hong Xiaoman asked eagerly.I was worried that he would not be able to last such a long distance.

"Don't worry, I won't die yet! These injuries are commonplace for me!"

"I want to ask you one thing. Who forged your sword? Can you take me to see him?"

Mo Yifan stared at Hong Xiaoman solemnly.

To be able to forge such a tough sword with ordinary fine iron, this person's forging skills are indeed extraordinary.

Now his sword has been severed by the Heavenly Killing Sword, which is full of hatred, even if it can be repaired, its power is still not enough.

Maybe this person can forge a stronger sword for him to deal with that Heavenly Slaughter Sword.

(End of this chapter)