The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 291 The Eight-foot Sword [Please subscribe and vote]

Ji Wuye had no choice. If he retreated into the army, Yan Yan would definitely order Meng Tian to attack. At that time, it would provoke a war between the two countries, which Ji Wuye could not afford.

Similarly, if he really does this, the soldiers will think that he does not distinguish between public and private affairs!
If Yan Yan can come as an individual, but Ji Wuye has joined the army, then the historian's pen will not let him go easily.

"Even if Lord Bing comes in person, my sword will not be disadvantageous!" In the end, Ji Wuye gave up the idea of ​​retreating into the army.

He knew very well that as a general, he had the power to command troops, but he did not have the power to mobilize them!

In other words, Yan has the Tiger Talisman of the Army in his hand, and he has the power to mobilize troops.

If he retreats into the army, the army may not listen to him!
"Bing Jun, be careful. Ji Wuye is known as the strongest general in South Korea in a century. He is unparalleled in the world in martial arts, and he is also a master of swordsmanship with the eight-foot sword in his hand!" Meng Tian reminded Yan Yan, telling him the information he already knew.

Ji Wuye may have been arrogant and tyrannical in South Korea, but it is undeniable that he was selected by Han Wangan to compete with the Zhang family who had been the prime minister for five generations. He also had his own uniqueness.

At least, Ji Wuye's martial arts is ranked among the best among the generals of all the countries in the world. Otherwise, the Zhang family would not cooperate with him and would have killed him long ago!
"Then, I'm here to learn some of General Ji's clever tricks!" Yan Yan nodded slightly to Meng Tian to express his gratitude, then turned around and took out Qixing Longyuan, pointed it diagonally at the ground, and looked at Ji Wuye calmly. .

"Boom~" Before Yan Yan and Ji Wuye could fight, Bai Yifei and Dianqing next to them had already decided the winner.

Bai Yifei was seen being slashed backwards by Dianqing's two-handed Tiangang Sword. The red blood sword, one of the two swords in his hand, had also been broken into pieces, and several hideous wounds appeared on his body.

On the other hand, during the ceremony, a thin layer of white frost also formed on the body, but it was quickly dispersed by the abundant blood.

"A quarter of an hour is up!" Dianqing stopped pursuing the victory and took back his two swords and carried them on his back.

"Thank you, General!" Bai Yifei climbed up from the ground with difficulty, saluted with the remaining white sword in his arms, and then looked at Yan Yan.

The one who really decides his life or death is Yan Yan.

"I disappoint you!" Dianqing said apologetically as he walked to Yan Yan's side and bowed.

"It doesn't matter!" Yan Yan shook his head slightly. He had no intention of killing Bai Yifei.

If Bai Yifei and Ji Wuye were both dead, Meng Tian would definitely send troops from Wuguan to seize Nanyang as soon as he left, and he would be hard-pressed to defend himself.

Everyone will think that he intervened in the battle of the Central Plains.

"Thank you, Mr. Bing!" Seeing that Yan Yan had no intention of pursuing the matter further, Bai Yifei also breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed weakly to the ground, and was helped onto a stretcher by his guards.

Ji Wuye's eyes dodge a little, and Bai Yifei has been defeated. So Yan Yan, who is stronger than Dianqing, is he really his opponent?

What Ji Wuye is even more puzzled about is why Yan Yan can't let Bai Yifei let go, even if he makes a quarter-of-an-hour agreement like Bai Yifei.

"Next, it's our turn!" Yan Yan raised his head and let out a blast of energy, blowing up the sand and dust around him.

Dianqing, Meng Tian and others also retreated one after another. The Qin army and the Han army also erected large shields to form a shield wall to prevent them from being accidentally injured by the sword energy scattered when the two men fought. But in this way, Ji Wuye's escape route to delay time and escape was cut off.

"Drink~" Ji Wuye shouted, holding the eight-foot sword with both hands, and suddenly swung it towards Yan Yan. The blood-red sword wrapped the dark long sword and swept it out with great force.

"He is worthy of being the strongest general in South Korea for a hundred years!" Even if Yan Yan was a Grandmaster, he did not dare to confront Ji Wuye's powerful and heavy sword. He gently stepped out of the range of the sword. , Long Yuan, the seven star in his hand, also handed it out, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, stabbing Ji Wuye's eyes.

When Ji Wuye saw Long Yuan stabbing him, he just stretched out his left hand to block his eyes and struck with Long Yuan.

"Heng Lian!" Meng Tian and Dianqing were both surprised. They didn't expect that Ji Wuye's Heng Lian Kung Fu was so good, and he could block the fierce Long Yuan with just one hand.

However, Yan Yan was not surprised. Ji Wuye had been able to suppress Bai Yifei for so many years, and naturally he had already practiced his skills to the point of covering the door and entering the body.

Among all the Henglians in the world, except for the ceremony, only Mei Yi, the former general of the Wei State, could train Henglian to this level.

Even as a Korean general, Ji Wuye's horizontal training is probably still above the ceremony.

I just don’t know whether Ji Wuye, as the general of South Korea, has many times the resources of the ceremony. Ji Wuye has used it to push his skills to a level beyond the reach of ordinary people, and still became the general of South Korea. After that, he indulged in wine and sex and neglected his martial arts.

Everything can only be revealed after fighting.

Yan Yan didn't dare to let Ji Wuye grab Long Yuan and walked away without any hesitation. Long Yuan also scratched the armor on Ji Wuye's chest, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Obviously, Ji Wuye's armor was not at all as strong as Qin's Cangyun Armor.

"It's a bit tricky!" Meng Tian said with a frown. Ji Wuye had practiced kung fu very well, but he actually wore an armor comparable to the Cangyun Armor. This way, even a great master would have difficulty in injuring his internal organs and would seriously injure him.

However, facing the horizontal martial artist, Yan Yan didn't pay much attention, his eyes were always calm, and he continued to draw swords around Ji Wuye.

The shortcomings of Henglian martial artists have also appeared, because their muscles are stronger, the flexibility and flexibility of their bodies will also be affected, and they cannot keep up with Yan Yan in terms of speed. They can only defend hastily, leaving Yan Yan in He was stabbed all over.

"Your Majesty, you are looking for Ji Wuye's cover for practicing horizontally!" Dianqing, who was also practicing martial arts horizontally, knew Yan Yan's intention, but he frowned.

He didn't believe that Ji Wuye couldn't train Heng Lian's cover to the point where it was hidden in the five internal organs like him, so he was a little confused about what Yan Yan was doing!
Ji Wuye was also puzzled. It was impossible for Yan Yan not to know that with all his training and the protection of his armor, it would be difficult to find his own cover. Why did he do this?

Yan Yan's figure did not stop. He was like a swimming dragon, surrounding Ji Wuye. Long Yuan stabbed out from time to time, completely treating Ji Wuye as a target.

"Let's go!" Although Ji Wuye couldn't guess what Yan Yan wanted to do, he knew that if Yan Yan continued to fight, something would happen sooner or later.

As a result, Ji Wuye released all his blood energy, forming a blood-colored Gang Qi that enveloped the entire area eight feet in front of him, and also knocked Yan Yan out.

"Eight-foot Sword Gang Yuan!" Ji Wuye shouted loudly, and then took advantage of Yan Yan being knocked back to rush towards Yan Yan. The sword gang in his hand condensed again, and he slashed Huashan Mountain from top to bottom with force. Cut down.

(End of this chapter)