Infinite Luck Master

As fast as a ghost, without making any sound...

Su Xian put all his effort into exerting his cultivation and seemed not to notice it at all.

Chutian's pupils shrank, and he was about to shout, but he couldn't help but was stunned, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Yi Zheng looked like a ghost and directly grabbed Su Xian's back with a claw.

Su Xian didn't move...

But this claw failed bizarrely. Yi Zheng missed the hit and fell into a cloud of mist, unable to see anything.

Su Jing's figure mysteriously appeared dozens of meters behind Yi Zheng, with a cold look on his face. With a flick of his finger, the purple light of the Purple Ying Sword hesitated, turned into a ray of purple light, and shot straight towards Yi Zheng.

"ah!!!"

Before the sword arrived, the evil energy had already swept away, and even the path of cloud and mist had been dispersed. Only the purple light was sharp and unparalleled...

Yi Zheng was about to be penetrated right away.

Yi Zheng roared sharply and held the Ziying sword in his hand. In an instant, blood surged...

The boundless evil spirit was resisted.

"Die!"

Su Jing held Yixi Sword in his hand. Sword Qi Zhen had already come out of his hand, and the boundless sword energy swept forward.

"Don't treat me like that trash!"

Yi Zheng held the Taoist weapon with force in his palm, and his flesh and bones were already separated. However, he showed no sign of pain. Instead, he was extremely angry and rushed towards Su Jing!

The figure is like a ghost, as if it is real or imaginary.

In an instant, there were ghosts and shadows, and the screams of ghosts could be heard endlessly. His whole body had transformed into a boundless ghost prison, forcibly covering Su Jing.

But in the blink of an eye...

He had already turned his back on the guest, and ghosts surged out from all directions, intending to kill Su Jing completely.

Su Jing was not afraid. He used the ethereal sword technique with Yixi Sword in his hand, and the gorgeous sword shadow surrounded him. No matter how miserable the opponent's ghost realm was, he could never get within three feet of him. On the contrary, Yixi Sword's sword energy was awe-inspiring. It is cold, and wherever the sword energy passes, it can make the opponent's ghost realm retreat!

Although the Ziying Sword was not in his hand, he used the method of flying swords to control it, and its power was no less powerful than that of the Yixi Sword. The two swords combined, almost suppressing Yi Zheng.

"Ahhh, it's impossible...impossible!!!"

Yi Zheng roared angrily.

There was a look of disbelief on his face... It seemed that he had never imagined that with his current strength, he would be suppressed to such a point that he had no power to resist.

Qin Zheng couldn't help but was slightly startled, and murmured to himself: "It's weird, Yizheng's ghost realm has the power to confuse people's minds. Even if Xiantian falls into it, he will lose his mind after a short time. Even if If you don't lose your mind, your reaction ability will be greatly reduced... This mysterious person who looks like Qingxin is not affected at all? "

He pondered for a while and glanced at the remaining 80,000 troops...

An army of thirty thousand was wiped out by one man. Although the remaining soldiers were still in panic, their formation was not disordered at all.

He shouted: "Wang Jian, go and help Yi Zheng. Wang Ben, command the army and attack the city!"

"yes!"

Both father and son received orders at the same time!

The army immediately started to move, accompanied by the fierce and turbulent military drums, carrying the ladder, and rushed towards the wall of the Chu Palace!

In an instant, the sound of fighting was loud.

Wang Jian also shouted angrily, surrounded by thunder, and rushed towards Su Jing who was surrounded by ghosts in the sky.

"Just in time!"

Su Jing sneered, his red sleeves flying.

A ray of white light flew out of the sleeve, like a falling star, scattering stardust and snowflakes...

The flying sword was extremely fast, and by the time Wang Jian realized it, he was already very close.

His pupils shrank and he looked at the thin layer of flames igniting on the flying sword.

Amidst the roar, he mustered up all his strength, grabbed the white blade with his bare hands, and clamped his flying sword alive.

Then he screamed in pain.

He has been practicing fire-attribute skills for a lifetime, and has not been able to detect the burning sensation for many years. But today, he felt that his palms were almost burned off, and white flames were slowly burning on his palms, engulfing him. Qingyan Shenhuo who has been practicing hard for many years!

"Holy Phoenix Flame!!!"

Wang Jian screamed in panic, he naturally recognized the emperor in the fire.

Not daring to be careless at the moment, he quickly dodged away from the opponent's flying sword and slashed hard with both palms. A large piece of skin and flesh was cut off in the palm of his hand, so he was safe.

"Humph, you won't learn a lesson!"

Su Jing taunted without meaning. Faced with the two men joining forces, he no longer held back, and all three swords on his body came out...

Mastering the Purple Ying Sword and the Red Snow Sword with Taoist cultivation, combined with the ethereal sword skills of Yixi Sword in the palm, the sword shadow is gorgeous, making it difficult to distinguish the sword spirit from the blade.

By one's own efforts.

Facing the two innate masters on the opposite side, he didn't fall behind at all.

When Wang Jian learned about Su Xian's magical power, he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. He immediately cooperated with Yi Zheng and launched numerous flames in the ghost realm, surrounding Su Jing!

No longer greedy for success, but progress step by step.

The two join forces...

For a time, the three people were fighting in a stalemate!

And below.

The two armies were already in close combat.

Countless soldiers of the Qin State swarmed like ants towards the city wall. Some people who were proficient in martial arts even used Qinggong to jump up to the city wall. Unfortunately, the city wall was already covered with rows of barbs, and both sides were covered with barbs. As soon as his feet hit the ground, the tops of his feet were pierced, and then spears were thrust out from the front.

Pierce your heart directly!

He was still alive when he came up, but when he went down, he no longer had any breath.

And those who are not familiar with martial arts climb the ladder...

The speed was not slow at all.

Unfortunately, there were soldiers on the walls of the Chu State who had been waiting for a long time and poured the boiling hot oil directly downwards!

In an instant, the Qin soldiers below were burned to pieces!

Anyone who got a little bit of oil on them screamed and fell down along the ladder. Amid the shrill screams, the ladder that had just been set up fell down.

On the battlefield where the fighting was deafening, there was a smell of burnt flesh and blood...

Chu Tian could not bear to look away and sighed: "Xiao Su is really smart. He actually came up with such a way to defend the city. If it were normal days, who could have imagined that boiling oil would have such terrible killing power! But this move is against the harmony of nature. In the future, I am afraid that there will be countless more people with devastated bodies."

"You are really not suitable to be a monarch!"

Qu Wuyi said lightly: "Xianxian, you go to protect the princess and Chu Nan, I will stay here and help Su Jing!"

"Understood!"

Xianxian picked up the Color and Sky Sword and left in a hurry.

And Qu Wuyi's figure gradually became illusory, and she murmured: "Indeed, I don't have the moves like Su Jing to kill a large area, but killing is just killing, sometimes, there is no need for moves."

As soon as the voice fell, her figure disappeared without a trace.

In the distance...

Dozens of Qin soldiers suddenly spurted blood mist from their necks and fell down the city wall.

The speed was so fast that it was shocking.

Chu Tian was amazed...

This Xiao Su, the girls around him, are really not simple.

It seems that, as expected, with their help, Qin Zheng is destined to return empty-handed this time.