Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1042 Killing the Red Dust

In Ying Wulan's heart, the outcome of this dispute is not important at all, the reason why he will help the main family is just to facilitate this mythical battle in his mind.

In other words, he was just setting up the arena for this duel.

According to the previous experience, Ying Wulan is very sure that Xia Feng is a person who attaches great importance to those things that he cares about, even more than everything else.

Such as the broken yard, such as the broken house, or the ordinary girls in the neighboring villages.

That being the case, he also knew how to force Xia Feng to abandon all concerns, and devote himself to the subversive confrontation with him without reservation.

That is, to destroy all the things he cares about.

That's right, it's not just the yard, or the village, but the entire Xichuan under his feet.

Undoubtedly, Ying Wulan at this time was already extremely confident in his own strength. Since that day, his saber technique has broken through to a new level, and at the same time, he has also mastered a brand new power that is different from the saber technique.

In the face of what he thinks is unparalleled strength, he only wants to challenge the strongest person in the world, that is, Xia Feng.

Of course, he thought that Xia Feng would surrender without a fight, or he would just give up Xichuan and choose to run away.

Ying Wulan is not afraid of this ending, if Xia Feng chooses to escape before there is no plunder, he will only feel unwilling.

But if Xia Feng still chooses to escape after he has plundered all the things Xia Feng cares about, then for him, he has already won.

He said that he would defeat Xia Feng both physically and mentally. If Xia Feng watched Xichuan fall and his south coast was razed to the ground, he would still not dare to fight.

That would have already disqualified him from fighting, or in other words, he had already defeated Xia Feng in another way.

This is the path Ying Wulan chose in the end. He regards Xia Feng as the ultimate goal of life, and it may also be the last battle of his life.

However, before the start of this battle of myths, an appetizer was unexpectedly ushered in.

And this appetizer is even more delicious than the main course.

That is the legendary No. [-] Sword Master of Yan Kingdom, Xiao Yunye.

The banquet hall of the Sakurabu family residence.

At the same time that Xiao Yunye stretched his palm towards the simple long sword behind his back, Yingwu Shanxiong next to him leaned over and rolled on a donkey, and rolled under the table in front of him.

Of course, as the head of the family, he is not afraid, but not stupid.

Through the reaction of his younger brother Ying Wulan, he has already confirmed the identity of this old man, if it is fake, he is the genuine No. [-] Sword Master of Yan Kingdom!

"Ding!"

The Qingyun sword was unsheathed in an instant, and pressed against the cherry blossom knife in front of it.

Xiao Yunye and Ying Wulan sat side by side, one holding a knife in his right hand and the other holding a sword in his left, the swords intersected between them.

In the next second, a flash of swords and swords erupted centered on the two of them, instantly shattering everything in sight.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the entire banquet hall trembled violently, the roof tiles shot up into the sky, and then the huge building collapsed.

From stillness to movement, there is no step-by-step process at all. People who are also at the top can pour everything in one breath.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, screaming again and again.

All the guests in the banquet hall fell into chaos. Some people with a strong sixth sense had already fled first, while those who reacted slower were bloody and bloodied by the chaotic sword energy and were crushed in the collapsed building.

"boom!"

Under the moonlight, two figures rushed out of the rubble, swords and swords, sword aura flying across, people in mid-air, hundreds of confrontations have already passed.

Seeing this shocking scene, the warriors in the yard were already frightened to death. The number one sword master of Yan Kingdom, the sword god of Dongguo, this is a real fight between gods and gods.

At this time, someone suddenly reacted.

"The Patriarch Shanxiong is still under pressure!"

"Hurry up and save the master!"

The warriors immediately put their long knives back into their scabbards, ran towards the collapsed ruins, and started digging people with all their might.

According to the previous location of Yingwu Shanxiong, he himself was quickly picked up by the samurai. The physique and vitality of the ghost tribe were relatively tenacious, and he was very lucky not to be directly crushed to death.

However, his life was saved, but his body was miserable. Yingwu Shanxiong's entire face was scratched by gravel and was full of wounds, and his whole body was in a state of embarrassment.

"Master Patriarch, are you alright!"

"Protect the master!"

"Hurry up, take the Patriarch to evacuate first! At the same time, report to the generals on the front line that Dongzhou Mansion was assassinated, and send people back to defend immediately!"

Yingwu Shanxiong was smashed badly, but he has not lost consciousness. As the head of the family, his willpower is also terribly firm.

He opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and roared with blood all over his face.

"Don't panic, help me up!"

After standing up tremblingly, Yingwu Shanxiong glanced at the shadow of sword, light and sword in the night sky, and immediately made a judgment.

"With Ah Lan here, the number one sword master of the Yan Kingdom is nothing to be afraid of. Spread out, follow my orders, see the right moment, and be ready to support at any time!"

"Yes!"

Yingwu Shanxiong didn't know how strong the number one sword master of Yan Kingdom was, but he knew very well how strong his younger brother Yingwulan was.

In his perception, no one in this world can defeat Yingwulan, not even his grandfather Yingwu Shiyelang, nor the number one sword master of Yan Kingdom.

In the middle of the night, the figures of the two had turned into afterimages, and in an instant, they had fought for hundreds of rounds.

Since he was facing Xiao Yunye, Ying Wulan didn't have any reservations. In front of a peerless master of this level, preserving his strength would be suicide.

With excited eyes, Ying Wulan took out what he had learned all his life, a circulating cherry blossom knife, which has turned into a storm in his hands.

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

On the other side, Xiao Yunye was also very serious. Perhaps, this was the first time in his life that he fought with all his might.

Not just to win, but to protect.

Accompanied by the shadow of swords and swords, the figures of the two finally landed.

When Xiao Yunye's toes just touched the ground, he only heard an order from Yingwu Shanxiong in the distance.

"My brave warriors of the Ying Wu family, don't be afraid, come to me, surround Xiao Yunye, and those who stand in the way of my Ying Wu family's journey, kill without mercy!"

In normal times, these warriors would not have the courage to draw their swords in the face of the legendary No. [-] Sword Master of the Yan Kingdom.

But at this moment, with the Sword God, who symbolizes the highest combat power in the Eastern Kingdom, here, courage overcomes fear.

As members of the ghost clan of the Eastern Kingdom, they are willing to obsessively believe that the sword god is stronger than the sword master!

"Brothers, kill!"

"kill!"

In the courtyard, hundreds of warriors drew out their long knives and rushed towards Xiao Yunye who had just landed.

The wind, the flow of the wind appeared again.

Different from before, this time the wind was very frantic, but in the frenzy, it seemed that there was a sad autumn rain hidden.

[The eighth style of sad autumn and rain, blood dance and instant kill]

"boom!"

At this moment, there were clearly no clouds in the night sky, but the warriors who were charging forward heard a clap of thunder at the same time.

Or, the sound of thunder in their hearts is also the last sound of life.

The torrential rain came, and the strong wind passed by.

In an instant, Xiao Yunye in front of him disappeared, and when he was in a trance, the world in the eyes of the warriors had turned blood red.

"Tick!"

Drops of blood dripped from the chins of the warriors. Hundreds of warriors stood still like statues. On each of their faces, a red thread clearly emerged from the middle.

"Ding!"

With the Qingyun sword sheathed, Xiao Yunye's figure appeared behind the warriors.

140 eight people, 140 eight swords, have been cut.

This move [Blood Dance Instant Kill] is said to be a killing move created by Xiao Li, the ancestor of the Xiao family, when he was extremely angry.

Although it is also an instant kill, the form shown is very cruel, and it also reflects the extreme anger of the person who made the move.

Under the cold moonlight, there was a dead silence.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!"

Then, under the horrified gaze of Yingwu Shanxiong, the hundreds of warriors who had just obeyed his order and rushed towards Xiao Yunye, all of them were split in two from the middle.

The bloodshot eyes on everyone's face just now are the parted sword marks.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the courtyard.

Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. After Xiao Yunye's [Blood Dance Instant Kill] move, the entire courtyard has turned into a Shura field.

In the distance, Sakuratake Yamao stared in horror, because of the extremely bloody visual impact, he could only make a hoarse "ah, ah ah" sound.

On the other side of the courtyard, Ying Wulan, who had just landed, looked at Xiao Yunye with the same shock.

At this moment, he had to admit that he didn't see clearly the move just now, even though he wasn't included by Xiao Yunye.

Compared with the so-called confrontation, Xiao Yunye seemed to be venting silently through this cruel sword skill.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Yunye stood upright and instantly killed hundreds of people without even spattering a drop of blood on his body.

Perhaps, this is the Master Xiao that everyone in Heiyu has never seen before, or perhaps, this is just Xiao Yunye in his twilight years using practical actions to reminisce about his young self.

No matter how kind and kind he is, he is still the number one sword master in the Yan Kingdom.

The sword is used to protect, and at the same time, the sword is also used to kill.

(End of this chapter)