Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 599 Father is currently engaged
"Prince Zhennan is back!"

"The Valve Master is back!"

"Song Que, the Heavenly Blade, is back!"

Xie Wenlong, Song Faliang, Tiger King Hasin, Snake Jisna, and the coalition forces behind them all had their morale boosted, sweeping away the low mood brought on by the humiliation of Fan Qinghui and the counterattack caused by Chao Gongcuo's unsuccessful sneak attack.

This shows the status of Tiandao Song Que in these people's minds.

It is not God, but it is not far from God.

Otherwise, if Minister Chai went south to Yulin with the power of breaking the city with one blow, how could the tribal soldiers other than the Song army have the courage to stand against the Sui army if they did not have absolute confidence in Tiandao Song Que.

At this moment, Xiao Meiniang suddenly patted You Niaojuan, shouted "Dodge", pushed him aside, raised her hands, and unfolded the Heavenly Demon Force Field.

In the distance, a figure jumped into the air and shouted again. A heavy sword energy as strong as a mountain, with bursts of light, slashed at the invisible force field with an unstoppable momentum.

"The sixth move of Heavenly Sword, it's the sixth move of Heavenly Sword, it's as powerful as a mountain!" Song Faliang said excitedly.

A visible water ripple spread out, and there were continuous popping and explosions in the air. The sword energy was actually pulled by the Heavenly Demon Force Field. The water-colored light was rapidly distorted, and the Heavenly Demon Force Field turned into a very elastic sphere, concave, convex, flat, round, deflated, and swollen... After several times, the sword light collapsed.

Xiao Meiniang flicked her sleeves, snorted coldly, and retracted her power.

She blocked Song Que's powerful attack, while Chu Ping came to life. His empty hands now had a sword and a knife. He pressed them to his waist for three breaths, and accompanied by a stream of air rushing straight into the sky, a beam of purple sword light shot out from the ground, and with a whoosh, it rolled up a lot of yellow dust, as if the entire ground was cut off.

And at the moment when the nearly two-meter-long sword energy burst out, the big knife in the other hand was swung back, and the powerful sword energy followed closely, scattering the dust raised by the sword energy.

Two rays of light, one purple and one red, crossed each other.

A heart-pounding wave flashed across the battlefield between the two armies. Xi Yuyu let out a mournful cry first, and the head of the warhorse that Song Yuhua was riding flew into the sky. The upper body of the eldest daughter of the Song family also flew up, while the part below the waist remained on the horse, and blood spurted out.

Her face still showed joy that her father had led the troops back to help, and her eyes were shining. Then she was blown to the back of the formation by the strong wind. She saw one head after another flying up into the sky, like ears of wheat harvested by a huge sickle, and headless corpses lying all over the place below. Blood was like countless fountains, instantly dyeing the entire battle formation red, and spraying on those soldiers who were lucky enough to survive and whose faces were filled with fear.

Her husband Xie Wenlong was hit by the knife energy, which cut off his right arm and half of his body. He crashed into the pile of headless corpses behind him, coughed up blood, tilted his head, and died.

"Long'er!"

Xie Hui rushed over, picked up the body of his most beloved son, and roared hoarsely.

Hundreds of heads were lighter than Song Yuhua's body and flew backwards at an accelerated speed. She was hit by a head with excitement still on its face. She fell faster and faster and fell into the arms of a Yao village soldier wearing rattan armor and a green scarf on his head. The soldiers, who had all kinds of patterns on their faces and looked a little scary, were so scared that they scattered. Half of her body fell heavily to the ground. She felt the pain only then. She kept slapping the ground with her hands, crawling forward, and uttering one shrill scream after another.

Song Yuhua didn't expect that her father's arrival would become her death warrant.

"Miss..."

A heart-wrenching scream was heard from the top of the city.

Because Song Yuhua was worried that Song Yuzhi would yell and curse on the battlefield, angering Chai Shao and disrupting their plan to delay time, he asked Li Xiuning and Hong Funu to look after his sister. So the three of them stayed in the city tower and kept the doors and windows tightly closed.

Until Song Que led his army back to Yulin from the north, Li Xiuning thought the situation was stable, so he stopped controlling Song Yuzhi and let her go to the top of the city to watch the majestic appearance of Tiandao.

When Song Que killed more than 200 Sui soldiers with a single sword strike, she clapped and cheered on the top of the city wall. However, this happiness did not last long and was replaced by fear, anger and sadness.

Because Song Que is ruthless, Chai Shao is even more ruthless.

With one slash of the sword, her sister and brother-in-law were all killed, and more than 400 heads of Song soldiers flew into the sky.

She thought this was the end, but it wasn't.

Song Yuzhi's howl attracted a group of people to look back at the city wall. On the path of the sword energy, whose momentum was suppressed by the sword energy and the strong wind it brought was also shattered, along with the cries of crying for their parents, the Song soldiers and the Qiang warriors holding stone hammers suddenly became shorter. A group of people lay on the ground, holding their broken legs, "wriggling" with blood all over their bodies. Their misery was no less than that of the more than 300 people who were beheaded by the sword energy.

No, it should be said that the fear effect created by these nearly three hundred soldiers with broken legs was even stronger than that of the three hundred soldiers with broken heads. After all, the latter were already dead, and they... the screams and cries that came one after another made people's spines chill.

The knife energy cuts wheat ears, and the sword energy cuts off heels.

Chai Shao struck, the main general of the Song army was cut in half, and more than 800 soldiers were killed or wounded.

"Yuhua..."

There was a sad and angry roar, and a figure appeared again from the rear of the Sui army.

“If you kill two hundred of me, I will kill a thousand of you. If you dare to touch a hair of my relatives, Yu Lin, and even the entire Lingnan, I will exterminate your entire clan without leaving a single person alive.” Chu Pingsheng leaped up and stood in the air. Even the strong wind that supported his body could not stop the murderous aura.

No one would doubt his ability to act, and Cangwu City is a good example.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be influenced by his murderous intent and the bloodiness of the battlefield, and gathered towards the sky above Yulin City, turning from white to gray, from light to thick, and from cloudy to overcast.

boom……

The clouds brightened and dull thunder was heard.

Both the Sui and Song soldiers were staring at him blankly. In their knowledge, a top master could fly over a distance of ten or even twenty feet without taking a breath or using any force. But when it came to Minister Chai, he could just stop in the air and stand in the sky, like a god in a storybook.

In the battle of Cangwu, the eighteen elite cavalry retreated ten miles and naturally had no idea how the battle went. Those who survived in the core of the battlefield were shocked into idiots, so everyone only knew that he had sonic power, but did not know that he had such inhuman lightness skills.

As the Sui army in the rear made way for a passage under the orders of You Niaojuan and Chai Shen, Tiandao Song Que marched towards the battlefield accompanied by five thousand elite cavalry.

But he was wearing half armor, with an air of swallowing Huayue and a gaze of coldness. It was as if there was a wild beast hidden in his body. Every step he took was before the ground trembled, but the people's hearts trembled first. The seemingly frivolous knife in his hand, as cold as a crescent moon, exuded a chill that made people feel as if they were on the edge of an abyss.

Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, is like a sword and his sword is like a man. He has never been defeated in more than 20 years since his debut.

"Chai... Shao!"

Song Que stood ten feet in front of him. Dark clouds covered the sky and the earth was gloomy. Occasionally, flashes of lightning reflected in his pupils.

"My son, Master Dao, did you kill my second and third brothers?"

"Yes."

Chu Pingsheng looked down at him and said, "Now we have your daughter and son-in-law."

"go to hell."

The hatred between the two sides was so deep that there was no point in talking nonsense. Song Que swung his sword in front of his eyes, and it disappeared in the sound of thunder. The residual image connected around Chu Pingsheng, as if surrounding him completely.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

As light and shadows flew, swords and knives collided repeatedly.

Even figures like Xiang Siren, Mei Xun, Eagle King Luo Feng, and Wolf King Chuan Mou could not see their movements clearly, let alone the soldiers on both sides. Anyway, after a few breaths, the figures split into two, Chai Shao was still in the sky, and Song Que was still on the ground.

Song Faliang said in a daze: "The fourth move of the Heavenly Sword Technique is to draw the sword and cut the water. How..."

Chu Pingsheng seemed to have heard his question. He drew his sword lightly and sent a message to Song Que, "You are much slower than Shi Zhixuan. Even his Immortal Seven Illusions can't do anything to me, let alone your fast sword."

Was Shi Zhixuan defeated by him?

Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan, Xu Ziling, Chao Gongcuo, You Chuhong, Dugu Feng, as well as Li Xiuning and Hong Funu who had followed Song Yuzhi to the battlefield were all pale with fright. Only You Niaojuan and Zhou Laotan brothers were grinning sinisterly.

No wonder the evil emperor's relic fell into his hands, no wonder Shi Zhixuan, Gai Suwen, and Hou Xibai died, no wonder the leader of the Yingui Sect and the people of the Daming Zun Sect listened to him, and Xiao Meiniang even rejected all objections and adopted his suggestion to expedition to Lingnan... It turned out that he was not a chess piece in the game of hegemony played by the Demon Sect, but the chess player.

Chu Pingsheng didn't care about the thoughts of the people around him. He pointed the tip of his sword at Song Que and said, "Save the first few moves. Facing an opponent like me, unnecessary struggle will only accelerate your defeat."

Song Que's pupils shrank, the corners of his eyes sank slightly, and murderous aura gathered in his brow. Just as he was about to say that he was arrogant, he suddenly froze and looked at the knife in his hand.

It seems like... after using the Draw the Sword to Cut the Water Technique, the sword in my hand feels heavier?
This sword serves as his personal sword, and he has long since practiced it to the point where it can communicate with his mind and can be turned as he wishes. The sword is like his body, and any slight changes cannot be hidden from him, let alone changes like an increase in weight.

Why is this happening?

He was clearly not injured, and there were no scratches on the blade.

Song Que took a half step back, raised the sword in both hands, and chopped down with great force without any fancy moves. It was the sixth move of the Eight Styles of Heavenly Sword, "Strength to Pull Mountains", which he had just used on Xiao Meiniang.

The sword energy broke through the air, and its force was as heavy as a mountain.

It had just been chopped down from a distance, and now they were in the middle of the battlefield. Xiang Siren and Dong Cheng, who were closer, felt the cold and tingling sensation of the knife scraping their faces, and they had to retreat several feet before they felt better.

(End of this chapter)