in the edge

Chapter 364 Entering the brain

Everyone felt that Du Chengfeng was probably crazy.

This is a powerful enemy, and it is a time when Da Chen's life is at stake. Not only does the opponent not consider the common people in the world, he is even studying the ghosted flower rope - this does not look like the logic that normal people can have. But no one dared to speak out about it.

As for the reason, of course he couldn't defeat him. When the other party had terrifying violence that could wipe out all the people who asked the question, his idea would definitely not be wrong.

"What's more, he is not Chen."

Facing Shan Bing, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, Jiang Wenyuan mentioned the matter again.

"He never thought of himself as Chen at the beginning. He has always been a rebel... I remember mentioning this when I asked him to come out. What, you forgot?"

"I……"

Shan Bing still couldn't understand it.

In other words, he still couldn't face this gap.

The situation was a little different from what he thought. He originally thought that Grand Master Du would only take advantage of the strong. Just like he had rescued him before, he might also rescue Da Chen this time - but the problem was Now here, Grand Master Du has no intention of taking action this time.

Facing the enemy but not fighting him, this kind of behavior is a bit...

"cowardly?"

Shan Bing finally thought of a suitable description.

Instead of fighting the battles that should be fought, instead of hunkering down in the city and letting the people outside live in ruins, this seems a bit...

"Hey."

Thinking of this, Shan Bing couldn't help but sigh.

The fear and reverence in his heart also began to waver.

Although he has indeed experienced it personally, admired it, and even learned it personally, this time, he has to admit that this power may have its own limits.

No one is omnipotent, not even a strong man like Master Du can save them.

In the end, they still have to fight on their own.

All the soldiers in charge must go to the front line. This is the order just issued by the old eunuch. Since the troops on the front line really cannot withstand the charge of the fierce generals on the grassland, most of the capable masters have been transferred there - the soldiers. Shan Bing, who was born in the same family, actually doesn't understand. In this era when masters can ride a thousand horses, what significance does the traditional army still have? At least from the perspective of the battle itself, those soldiers who can't even release their evil spirit can't do it. , can only hold back.

"Times have changed..."

In the frontline position, looking at the mighty river in front of him, Shan Bing couldn't help but sigh.

It is a very traditional idea to arrange a defense line along the river. If he were in the past, he would probably arrange such a defense line to resist - after all, the grassland people are still several orders of magnitude behind Nanchen in terms of manufacturing warships. , even if the grassland people could hurriedly build some warships, they would not be able to defeat the Chen people on the river.

Of course, the grassland people may send out a few masters who unleash their evil spirit. These people can indeed pose a certain threat to the warship, but are there no masters on the Chen people's side?

Both sides dispatched masters, and the battle was brought back to its original position. The Chen people still had the natural danger of the river, and the grassland people still couldn't defeat them.

"But this time, it's completely different."

Looking at the river in the distance, the mountains are so bright that my eyes are about to burst.

Just because, right in his sight, there were hundreds of strong figures riding horses and whipping their whips, waving the weapons in their hands and riding the waves.

"The evil spirit is released! It's all the evil spirit that is released!"

The Chen Renjun formation guarding the riverside suddenly went into an uproar. They had never seen such a formation before. Normally, even if the army dispatched masters, it would only be three or five. However, just these few evil spirits were released, and they were He was already a top expert in his eyes, but now...

"How is it possible? How come there are so many masters?"

"How many people did they kill?"

"He just rode over here on horseback... Do they still use boats?"

Yes, compared to the consternation at the large number of enemy masters, this is the real problem before them - their enemies don't need any warships at all, and those evil masters just rely on riding their horses and whipping their whips to get through. When they reached the river, the water battle defense line they originally arranged had become a joke, and those warships were even more...

"Run! Jump off the ship!"

On the warship in the distance, there were soldiers who immediately realized what to do.

However, it was too late.

With the violent slashing of those bloody storms, these huge warships immediately became living targets. The instruments specially prepared to destroy other warships could not hit these flexible prairie knights at all, and these prairie knights could not hit them at all. The attack wielded by the knight can easily tear apart the wooden hull.

In just a moment, a total of thirteen warships were sunk, and the soldiers who were originally deployed on them all fell into the water. They were either buried in the belly of the fish or were trampled to pieces by the horses of the prairie cavalry generals. Head.

Including those Nanchen masters on the warship.

They have to fight those grassland cavalry generals and protect the warships at their feet. From the very beginning of the battle, these Nanchen masters have been at a huge disadvantage. The people behind are watching them, and they cannot give up. If the boat escapes, he will have to risk his own life.

"Then they actually died."

Seeing the last struggling boat guard being split into two pieces by the prairie knight, Shan Bing's heart suddenly became cold.

The belief in victory was shaken.

In other words, there is no concept of victory at all. Shan Bing is a soldier after all, and he understands what fighting is all about - even a fully armed warrior can deal with those forest barbarians who can only wield wooden sticks. , all have the possibility of having their heads smashed by the opponent's big stick. There is never any guarantee of victory in battles, and battles will only lead to two endings.

Life, or death.

But now it seems that the probability of death is too great.

The traditional fighting methods have lost their meaning at this moment. The river, which is regarded as a natural danger, is almost the same as nothing in front of the prairie knights. The prairie knights are swaying their evil spirit, leaving a trail in the air. There was another wave of evil force, and their horses stepped on these waves and flew directly across the river in an attitude that was almost in the air.

"They, they can even fly in the sky..."

Thinking of this, Shan Bing couldn't help but tighten his grip on the dagger in his hand.

There are actually so many monsters of this level!

Can they really win? Can they really defeat these monsters?

Like, no.

"Kill, kill, kill—"

There was a cavalryman with a big ax in the lead, and the two-handed big ax in his hand hit Shan Bing's shield directly - Shan Bing didn't even have time to use his strongest sun-piercing strike, and he was already taken with him. The shield flew away completely.

And after more and more grassland cavalry generals joined the battle, even the defense line along the river had been completely torn apart.

"This...is the power of a master."

In mid-air, the dizzy Shan Bing fell into a trance.

This is no longer the war he is familiar with. As more and more people use evil energy, the form of war has been completely changed - just like him and Jiang Wenyuan, two evil energy masters can control an entire state. Just like the city, the current Hundred Cavalry Charge Formation organized by those grassland people is enough to overwhelm the entire Nanchen Empire.

So, why did these prairie people suddenly become so powerful?

"what……"

When his eyes glanced across the sky, Shan Bing saw the throne hanging high in the sky.

At this point, everything has the answer.

Yes, he should have thought a long time ago that the monster would come back, that monster comparable to a god would come back.

But what he didn't expect was that the monster named Huangtian would actually reappear in front of him with such an attitude and in such a way.

"If you, the entire world, want to be my enemy, then I will kill everyone in this world."

Shan Bing still remembers what Huang Tian said back then. It's not a big statement, it's just a simple statement, as easy as saying what to eat this morning.

That monster can do it, that monster can definitely do it.

Shan Bing, who had experienced that power, firmly believed in it.

And now, that monster has really started to do it.

The monster hanging high in the sky exerts its almost divine power, driving these prairie people like eagles and dogs. These prairie knights are the whips in the hands of the god and the daggers in the hands of the monster. And they who once Chen Ren, who has betrayed the gods, will definitely be...

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Shan Bing's whole body fell to the ground.

Severe pain shot through his limbs, but now he couldn't even get up.

There is no hope anymore. Facing a monster of this level, it is impossible for them to win... So what if they can kill all these prairie knights? When Huang Tian comes down, or the long sword in Huang Tian's hand comes down, they will still die.

What's more, they can't defeat these prairie knights.

Once upon a time, Shan Bing was proud of his own strength. He felt that he had learned a new power, which was a higher level of power than the evil spirit. The strength brought by the firm will allowed him to fight even without using the evil spirit. Swordsmen can also be unparalleled - but this time, he finally felt that even this power was not omnipotent.

What had just defeated him was the evil spirit that he had abandoned like worn shoes. God knows how many people those grassland cavalrymen had killed. That ferocious evil spirit was almost like substance.

Perhaps this is why these prairie knights can easily fly into the air. He should have realized this a long time ago. These prairie knights have reached unimaginable heights in their evil spirits.

But now, it's too late.

"Boom!"

Another muffled sound came.

That was the horse's hoof stepping on Shan Bing's chest.

The hundreds of grassland cavalrymen had already penetrated Chen's defense line, but the so-called defense was as fragile as paper in front of these evil spirit masters - and the cavalryman who just chopped Shan Bing away with an ax had also been Rushing in front of Shan Bing again, the horse's hooves stepped on Shan Bing's chest, and the heavy ax was also raised.

Logically speaking, a two-handed ax is not considered a long weapon. At this height, it is impossible to get Shan Bing lying on the ground.

However, there is still evil spirit.

"what……"

Facing the evil wind blowing down on his head, Shan Bing's consciousness began to blur.

Damn it, why is there such a thing as evil spirit?

However, it seems that he shouldn't complain about this kind of thing. After all, if there was no evil spirit, he would not have survived in the south. He could kill more and more fiercely when the team was surrounded, except for the usual practice. In addition to martial arts, evil spirit is indeed indispensable.

If there was no evil spirit, he would not be able to act evil at that moment. If there was no evil spirit, he alone would not be able to defeat so many barbarians... Even if the barbarians only hold wooden sticks and copper spears, But without the blessing of evil spirit, it would be impossible for him to withstand so many barbarian attacks with just a short sword and a large shield.

So he has always carried these two weapons. Even though he later became a weapon master and had more and better choices, only these two weapons were the most suitable for him.

They are comrades who share life and death, and their cooperation is flawless.

"So...when did it start?"

Shan Bing became more and more dazed. He couldn't remember when he began to feel that the evil spirit was not so useful. When did he feel that he did not need the sword and shield in his hands to gain power? ...when did it start?

Shan Bing couldn't remember clearly.

He only knew that he was probably going to die.

People will only recall the past when they are about to die. This is a taboo that many frontline soldiers know, so most of them will not talk about their hometown, their origins, or talk about anything in life with others - Shan Bing himself He has always adhered to this principle. He only thinks that his memory begins when he became a soldier. As for what happened before, he doesn't mention it at all.

But now, he thought of his hometown that was destroyed by bandits, his parents, his childhood sweetheart who was killed by bandits, and the dagger given to him by his fellow villagers.

"So this is how this sword came to be."

Shan Bing subconsciously looked at his right hand. The hand that was supposed to hold the dagger was already empty.

Maybe he got rid of it when he was knocked away? He couldn't remember clearly.

But this kind of thing doesn't matter anymore, everything has to be...

"Om-"

Just when Shan Bing was about to close his eyes, a white light flashed across his eyes.

That white light looked so familiar.

"you……"

Shan Bing, who fell to the ground, was dumbfounded as he watched the white light pierce into the prairie knight's throat.

"Is it you? Are you here to save me?"

"It's me, I'm here to save you."

A familiar voice appeared in Shan Bing's ears, and a more familiar arm supported him up.

That was Jiang Wenyuan's voice.

"How come you were beaten like this...Where's your sun-piercing strike?"

"I...be careful!"

Shan Bing wanted to say something, but he saw another prairie knight wielding a broadsword and rushed over!

"Their evil spirit..."

"It doesn't matter."

While saying this, Jiang Wenyuan waved the iron ruler.

I saw that the evil wind wielded by the thick and heavy sword was easily blown away.

"What are you..."

Shan Bing was stunned.

How can this be?

Such a strong evil spirit and such a ferocious attack even knocked him away on the spot. How could Jiang Wenyuan, who was about the same level as him, do it so easily...

"Why can't you...wait."

Jiang Wenyuan suddenly turned his head and looked at Shan Bing beside him.

"You haven't learned how to turn over flower ropes, right?"

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