Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 442: Bright Moon over the River + Cold Sun and Blood
"It's unwise. It's really unwise."

"After much difficulty in training a hundred thousand elite soldiers, he threw everything into this bloody millstone that was destined to have no future. Didn't his master tell him to take a long-term view?"

Above the clouds, two figures flew past at a high speed and landed at the Gaosheng Restaurant in the city.

This restaurant not only has a very good meaning, but is also the place where scholars preparing for imperial examinations gather for drinks every year...

I heard that by drinking poetry and drinking wine with classmates, one's literary thoughts will be more active and one will achieve better results in the upcoming exams.

The name of the restaurant is Gaosheng.

The building is also very tall, with seven floors.

Standing on the eaves of the roof, you can not only see the densely packed soldiers on the city wall, but also the dark army formation approaching from far outside the city.

Fang Chengdong looked at the surging and panicked crowd in the city, then looked back. He could smell a faint and strong smell of blood coming from the vast county magistrate's mansion. He felt dissatisfied but also helpless.

"You, you, Junior Brother Fang, I advise you not to take the family affairs too seriously. Isn't it just that a younger generation of the family died under the Blood-Transforming Knife? He is dead, and you can avenge him when you find a chance in the future. Don't hold a grudge against him..."

The cold-blooded middle-aged Taoist priest in black raised his thick eyebrows and looked at the county governor's mansion: "You have tried it too. As long as Cui Guangling stays in the city, we can't do anything to him.

Even if you are not careful, you may hurt yourself and damage your foundation. Since the sect is interested in Yunzhou, there is no need to pay attention to this place.

That young man is ignorant. Considering that he is a junior in the sect, if he really encounters danger, it is not too difficult for us to rescue him.

If he insists on going his own way and seeking his own death, it can be considered as a calamity destined for him..."

"Senior Brother Mingxiao is absolutely right."

Fang Chengdong pinched his knuckles with his left hand, frowning, as if he was calculating something but couldn't figure it out.

I just felt that the road ahead was full of fog and I couldn't see clearly.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

"Could it be that the bald donkey from the Brahma Temple has quietly sneaked into the city and wants to reap the benefits?"

Gu Mingxiao's eyes moved, and he thought that if the masters of the Brahma Temple had really arrived, then there might be some unexpected changes in this siege.

If things go wrong, this ignorant junior of his own sect might be wiped out, or even lose his life.

"Should we go and warn that kid? Huang Ze is currently under attack and his forces are a little insufficient. If we lose too many troops here, it will also hinder the sect's plans."

“No, young people won’t listen to advice.

It is said that Zhou Ping'an joined the sect lately, was self-reliant on his bravery, and did not really obey his master's instructions.

If we don't let him suffer a little, he might think we are begging him."

Fang Chengdong shook his head.

Express disapproval.

"In that case, let's wait and see." Gu Mingxiao sneered softly, and it was unclear whether he was mocking the current situation of his own sect, where everyone has their own calculations and is in disarray, or mocking his own current "stability"?
A hundred years passed like the wind, and time passed slowly. What was left of him now was only his steadiness and old age. He no longer had the youthful ambition to change the world and to be fearless.

Once upon a time, I was just like that young man, not caring about anything else. Even though I knew there was a huge, hard rock in front of me, I would still run into it head-on.

Life will naturally teach him how to be a human being.

The former edges and corners will be smoothed out and the sharpness will be lost in a series of experiences that are too painful to look back on.

"Since you are so brave, as your senior, I have to give you a hand no matter what..." Gu Mingxiao was thinking this as the two camps outside the city were already facing each other.

Coincidentally, a crack appeared in the two large formations at the same time.

A group of two thousand black-armored cavalry came roaring and crashing like waves.

From the direction of the city gate, three thousand red-armored cavalrymen, with blood-colored mists gathering above their heads, leaped out of the formation and confronted the black-armored cavalrymen head-on.

War drums roared.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the city inside and outside...

The ground was shaking and smoke and dust rose half a foot high.

"I actually rode my horse to charge into the battle formation and attack the county town. Where did you get the courage from?"

Cui Guangshen's eyes were filled with bloodshot, his bloody muscles swelled and twisted like a tumor, and a huge, heavy armor covered his body, like a small mountain, as he charged madly.

He swung the serrated mace in his hand into the air, stirring up a strong wind. The Wind-Tearing Dragon Knight under his crotch rose and fell, and advanced more than ten feet through the wind.

"Come and accept your fate."

With a fierce roar, he waved the mace in his hand above his head three times, turning it into a black waterfall, raising a thick blood mist, and blasting towards the general rushing forward.

Although the opponent was wearing a ferocious ghost mask, judging from her slender figure, she was obviously a female general.

The long knife in his hand seemed as thin as chopsticks in his eyes.

After being hit by this stick, won’t you cry for a long time?
No, it just becomes meat sauce.

What's more, under his command, there are 3,000 Blood Eye Cavalrymen, each of whom is as strong as an ox, with strong muscles and bones. Just with that hunting aura, they can defeat the enemy cavalry.

How could there be such a stupid woman? She rushed forward to die.

What a waste.

Cui Guangshen was laughing strangely, and just as he thought of this, he heard a cold and delicate voice in his ears: "Mingyue."

Suddenly everything went dark.

In a trance, it was already the hazy night, with a crescent moon hanging high in the sky and a calm lake before my eyes.

Look at the moon in the sky, and the moon in the water.

At this moment, he couldn't even tell whether it was day or night, and which one was real, the moon in the water or the moon in the sky?
Or both are false.

A soft cool breeze blows on your face.

The strong smell of blood in the nose seemed to become lighter.

Cui Guangshen seemed to have returned to his youth...

At that time, his eldest brother had just risen to prominence and was appointed as the governor of a county. As the brother of the governor, he was naturally also highly regarded.

Moreover, the daughters of wealthy families vied for invitations. Those beautiful people who used to be only admired from a high place, now, as long as they put in a little effort, they could be on his bed, flattered, and live like gods...

When did this kind of life start to change?
A trace of gloom flashed through Cui Guangshen's heart, and the smell of blood rushed into his mind.

"wrong……"

The consequences of a moment's distraction are enormous.

He forced himself to cheer up, looking through the bright moon and the river in front of him, and also saw a bright blade, like light and lightning, passing across his neck.

The head had already flown three feet high.

A roar and wail came from the snake-dragon wind-tearing beast below, and its headless corpse had already fallen to the ground.

A graceful figure in green clothes and silver armor rode her horse like flying, rushing through the blood rain.

"kill!"

The two thousand black-armored cavalrymen in the back, half crouching, swords and spears raised, rushed past him like a rolling torrent.

puff……

Cui Guangshen’s head fell to the ground and rolled a few times. His eyes went black and his consciousness faded.

At the last moment, he seemed to hear the crying and wailing of his third brother Cui Guanghao, or the roar of fear and anger.

"What a beautiful scene of a bright moon over a large river."

Zhou Ping'an sat in the center of the army, clapping his hands and laughing.

Watching the third young lady charge into the battle with a knife and cut off her head with one blow.

Vaguely, it seemed as if I had returned to the battle when I first came to this world.

At that time, the third Miss Lin, the ghost-faced white horse, also had a green-clothed ghost face. She rode on horseback as fast as a dragon. With one strike of her sword, no god or ghost could escape her.

It is really majestic and murderous.

It was precisely because of seeing the great power of Miss Lin San that Zhou Ping'an followed Tang Lin'er and tried to find a way to join the Lin family in order to learn her family's swordsmanship.

The past events are still vivid in our memory, and it actually wasn’t that long ago.

In Zhou Ping'an's heart, it seemed like a previous life.

The third young lady is still as majestic as ever, but her swordsmanship has become much more powerful and magical.

From an ordinary swordsman who had just completed his blood transfusion, to now he has reached the second level of sword intent and has become a living being with strong energy.

Moreover, there is a Valkyrie who has studied the scriptures and has mastered special skills.

Looking back, have we all grown to this point?

I saw Lin Huaiyu standing up in front of me, raising huge waves with a slash of his sword, and then slashing down with a whistling sound, and with just one slash, the four seas and waves were calmed.

The general in front, who had just rushed out, felt like he was trapped in the deep sea, and his movements became as slow as a snail.

A flash of light.

A six-yang leader had already flown up, with a column of blood shooting up into the sky.

"Three generals..."

There were loud wails coming from the opposite cavalry formation.

Before the wailing sound died down, countless screams and cries sounded again.

How ferocious is Lin Huaiyu when she is at full firepower?

In the first battle after coming to this world, the Third Miss was in the opposing camp. He didn't dare to look at her for too long and just focused on pretending to be dead.

Now that we are in the same camp, and as the commander of the central army, I can see it clearly.

At this moment, he understood that Lin Huaiyu's fighting style was completely different from his own.

If I were to say that when I charge into the battle line, I would be like an indestructible sharp arrow, piercing through the opponent in one go and being unstoppable.

Then, Lin Huaiyu is another style.

She was not in a hurry to rush forward. The sword light rolled around her and formed a ball, like blue waves, spreading in all directions.

She used the opponent's force to counter attack, circled and entangled, and wherever she passed, countless blood knights were like moths to a flame, and they involuntarily rushed into the vortex of her sword light.

When they rushed in, they were as strong as dragons and tigers, but what flew up were broken limbs and arms.

The cavalry formation with Lin Huaiyu as the vanguard was like a black hole, swallowing up all attacks. The sword light was like the tide of the sea, one wave after another, never stopping, advancing forward.

The two thousand black-armored cavalrymen behind him, blessed by the tiger talisman, just followed behind him and attacked and killed the enemies, without even offering any decent resistance.

In a blink of an eye, three thousand blood knights were killed.

As Lin Huaiyu rode forward with his sword, Zhou Ping'an personally beat the giant drum and ordered the entire army to attack.

The 20,000 infantrymen, like a black mass of worker ants, marched in neat steps, accelerating forward little by little, and pressed straight towards the opposing army formation.

boom……

Guangyun's 50,000-strong army first became agitated, and then their formation became unstable. As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, they were in danger of collapse.

Amid roars, the supervisory team frantically killed the deserters, but they could not stop the defenders from retreating.

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Chapter 458: Cold Sun's Blood
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"Hey, who is that female general? She's so powerful."

Gu Mingxiao's eyes lit up.

He has been practicing in the immortal cave for more than a hundred years, even more than two hundred years.

This time, he was still sighing that his sect was getting worse year by year, and there were no outstanding younger generations who were just practicing swordsmanship step by step.

In terms of cultivation, he is not far behind, but he lacks a bit of spirituality.

Looking at this generation's true disciples and inner disciples.

Gu Mingxiao felt that, let alone producing one or two Divine Warriors, even at the True Martial Realm, there might not be many.

This great opportunity of a thousand years has been wasted.

But today, when he saw the female general in front of the battle line, performing her master's sword skills in a poetic and picturesque manner, he had to take back his original words.

It’s not that there are no outstanding juniors in my sect, it’s just that I haven’t seen any of them before.

"Isn't it Su Lianxue's new apprentice Lin Huaiyu... I heard that Gu Qingqiu and Su Lianxue even beat their own son for this apprentice who joined them halfway.

He was locked up in the palace for three years, and was told that he could either study to cultivate his moral character and cultivate his mind and character, or he would be locked up until he died of old age..."

Fang Chengdong also had mixed feelings.

Looking at Lin Huaiyu's swordsmanship and combat power, he had to admit that, not to mention that his true descendant was already dead, even if he was not dead, he could not compare to a single hair of the other person.

Even when I was young...

He thought about it and couldn't help shaking his head.

When I first entered the martial arts level, I was already 22 years old, and my combat power was only slightly stronger than that of warriors at the same level and realm.

Not to mention that with a knife in hand, you can block all directions and create an invincible area.

Even the two brothers from the Cui family who had practiced the Blood Shadow Magic could not have taken their heads within a few moves.

“It’s just that the first rafter to stick out will rot first. The more she acts strong and invincible, the easier it is for her to be targeted.

It is very likely that Cui Guangling can no longer bear it..."

Before he finished speaking, a cloud of black fog suddenly rose from the army formation on one side of the city.

The black fog rose, and hundreds or thousands of sharp chirps emanated from it.

It made everyone dizzy.

Looking closely, I saw that at some point, a woman in a red robe rose into the sky, waving a flag...

Countless dark shadows, with fangs and big mouths opened and sharp claws extended, wrapped in black wind, rushed towards Lin Huaiyu who was riding a horse at full speed.

"Ten Thousand Soul Banners!"

"It is indeed the inheritance of the Blood Demon Sect. Let's save them and leave. Nothing can be done here. We can't stay here for long."

Gu Mingxiao stretched out his wings from both sides and was about to fly into the sky.

Fang Chengdong also shook his head.

Since Cui Guangling released his personal maid and even used a vicious magical weapon like the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, then the Blood God Son must be about to take action.

These things are too evil. Not only do they pollute the true essence and magic tools, they also pollute the soul and spirit. Even if you win, you have lost because the Blood God is immortal.

In their opinion, it was completely unnecessary to get entangled with Guangyun County.

What's the point of fighting a war that is doomed to fail?

Just as the two were about to take action.

I heard a deep shout in my ears, shaking the sky like thunder.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A horse roared out from the Ping An army formation.

A general holds a huge flaming red bow, wearing a red cloak and golden armor, and his eyebrows are like swords.

"Here..."

Following this light shout.

His right hand turned into layers of phantoms.

It was impossible to see how many times the bowstring vibrated at this moment, let alone how many batches of arrows he changed.

Between heaven and earth, there was a buzzing sound.

Like the sound of thunder, rolling in.

There seemed to be a wind blowing on the battlefield.

The murderous aura filled the sky, and above the battlefield covered by dark clouds, a ray of red light first appeared.

This red light swept across the sky, and then exploded into hundreds, thousands of rays of rain...

Countless fine red marks streaked across the sky like a rainstorm of meteors.

woo woo woo...

Among the sharp roars.

The hundreds of black shadows that had just rushed out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were hit by the red light and turned into clear smoke and dissipated.

The traces of red were still burning in the void and took a while to disappear.

"Sun-shooting bow, rainstorm meteor arrows... unexpectedly, unexpectedly used in such a grand scene?"

Gu Mingxiao even forgot to fly out to save people.

My eyes became slightly straight as I watched.

Of course he knew the power of the Red Lotus Cult's bow, but in the past, these bows and arrows and other things were just children's games to them, the masters of the True Martial Realm.

There is no threat.

However, looking at the arrow in front of them, which turned into thousands of red traces of light rain, they both felt a slight chill on their backs.

Archery is not scary, but when it comes to this level, it becomes really difficult.

If the arrow's power was not too great, even they would have had to take it seriously.

boom……

Just thought of this.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard amid the rain of arrows.

This time, it’s not a rainstorm of meteors, but the sun falling into our arms!

The man in golden armor on the horse suddenly drew his bow like a full moon and shot an arrow. The arrow light turned into a blazing flame, and a red light began to appear, like the sun rising in the east.

Then, as the light turned from white to purple, and from purple to blue, the arrow light became colorful...

With a bang, the arrow light appeared and then exploded.

The woman in red in mid-air, along with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in her hand, exploded into black powder.

In just a moment.

"kill……"

There were cheers all around.

When Zhou Ping'an retracted the bow and arrow, he could already feel the longbow in his hand humming softly. He knew that no one had used this long bow in this way for a long time. It felt so good at this moment that it actually awakened some of his spirituality.

"Could it be that this bow is also of great significance?"

Thoughts arose in his mind, but he did not think about them carefully.

I have experienced using all my strength to shoot enemies with a bow and arrow. It does feel comfortable, but it consumes a lot of visualization karma fire.

If you really face a strong enemy, it is better to use a knife for a longer-lasting fight. Bows and arrows are only suitable for sneak attacks and diversion.

The power is truly extraordinary, especially when dealing with evil enemies from the underworld, it is extremely effective.

However, if it comes to dealing with the Blood God Son, he is still a little short of the mark.

Thinking of Cui Guangling's Blood God Son, who was unable to be killed even with his Sea-Splitting Sword that could cut through all visible and invisible objects, he felt helpless.

"It's nothing more than a war of attrition. Who's afraid of whom?"

Zhou Ping'an rode his horse forward and the army charged forward.

There are 50,000 troops in front of the city, and this time they can no longer be stopped.

It only lasted for a stick of incense before it collapsed.

Zhou Ping'an did not send troops to pursue and kill them. Instead, he took advantage of his victory and rode forward side by side, facing the rain of arrows from the city wall. The three-pointed, double-edged swords in his hands created a huge wave of energy and slashed at the city gate with a loud bang.

bang...

With a loud bang.

The city gate collapsed, and the brick walls, mud, stones and soldiers behind were blown back by this blow.

Half of the city wall collapsed.

A big gap appeared in front.

Lin Huaiyu took the lead, and two thousand riders rushed in like swimming fish.

Break the city.

It's that simple.

"The city survives as long as the people live; the city dies and the people perish; traitors and traitors shall be punished by everyone..."

A Confucian scholar was roaring loudly, and several martial artists dressed as masters drew their swords to block the way ahead.

"Humph……"

Lin Huaiyu stretched out the long sword in his hand.

The sound of horse hooves is like thunder, and the blue waves are shimmering.

Only a few corpses were left, and the rest of the people scattered.

Two thousand cavalrymen rushed along the street, and Lin Huaiyu was like a sharp cone, charging straight towards the county magistrate's mansion.

The combat order she received was to quickly wipe out the remaining enemies after entering the city, first disperse all resistance forces, and then block all the important roads in all directions of the county magistrate's mansion.

At this moment, the purpose is clear and no mercy will be shown.

Whenever he saw someone trying to stop him, he would swing his knife and chop without saying a word.

With her clear mind illuminating all directions and her perfect sword skills powered by the bright moon martial spirit, almost no one could stop her.

"Miss San is really fierce."

Zhou Ping'an was a little dazed.

He discovered that the third young lady with and without the ghost mask were not the same person at all.

The third young lady, who is usually dignified and speaks softly, immediately turns into a Shura warrior once she puts on a ghost mask and rides on a horse.

In this situation, anyone who is not two or three realms higher than her would probably not be able to stop her from killing.

Look, Guangyun’s first knife finally appeared.

"Stop it."

On the street ahead, a middle-aged man in white stood in the middle of the street with a knife in his hand.

The middle-aged man has a neatly trimmed beard, sharp eyebrows, a straight nose and a square mouth, looking majestic and domineering.

Although he is a little older, you can still see the handsomeness of his youth.

In another situation, it would definitely cause some little girls to scream.

Zhou Ping'an had seen this man's portrait, so of course he recognized who he was.

It was the head of the Guangyun Lin family, Lin Zhongde.

Known as the best swordsman in Guangyun.

Apart from Cui Guangling's unfathomable strength, the strongest fighter is the head of the Lin family.

If not for this, the Cui family would not have thought of marrying their daughter to Lin Zhengwu.

Isn't it to win over this person?
"I regret that I didn't teach you well when you were little, and that you became so rebellious. This is my fault."

Lin Zhongde drew his sword and gently stroked the back of the blade. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if he was caressing the one he loved deeply.

“Some things are wrong from the beginning, and since I started it, I should end it.

Huaiyu, if you admit your mistakes, surrender, kneel before your mother and reflect on your mistakes, you can start over and still be my good daughter."

"Mother? My mother died a long time ago!"

Lin Huaiyu suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand to pull at the side of his ear, and pulled off the hideous ghost mask, revealing a beautiful face that was as white as frost and snow, but his eyes were full of icy coldness.

"Master Lin, if the mother you are talking about is Madam Wang, then there is no need to do that.

After I have crippled your limbs and broken your qi sea, I will go and pay her a proper visit.

Let her be buried in the west mountain, and not allowed to enter the Lin family cemetery..."

Lin Huaiyu remembered again that her mother vomited black blood that night after drinking the bowl of medicine.

That bowl of soup was sent by Mrs. Wang.

"Why did you do this? If that's the case, you can't blame me for showing no mercy."

There was a hint of sadness in Lin Zhongde's words.

Seems to be reminiscing about the past.

At some point, a cold aura rose from his body, and his entire body seemed to have transformed into a blazing sun.

The mixture of cold and hot auras made the entire ten-foot radius in front of him become uncertain and confusing.

It seemed as if blood was raining from the sky.

"Grandmaster... this person did not practice the Three Classics, but only practiced ordinary martial arts such as the Seven Methods Cold Sun Heart Method and the Blood-Lining Knife. He actually cultivated it to the realm of martial intention. If he can understand the spectrum of Kunpeng's true intention, can he hope to become a true martial artist?"

Gu Mingxiao, who was standing on the seventh-floor eaves of Gaosheng Restaurant, couldn't help but marvel.

"It seems that there is really a problem with the sect's selection of talents."

Fang Chengdong didn't know what to say.

On this day, he met three disciples of his sect one after another, and none of them could be considered as the sect's direct descendants.

As a result, each one is more evil than the other.

Even a middle-aged outer disciple who was over fifty years old had actually reached the grandmaster level with the help of basic martial arts.

Although this kind of master is much weaker than the master who practices the upper method.

But he is also a master, and God’s will cannot be faked.

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Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)