King of the Fairy City

"clang!"

"clang!"

He An's iron face was stern, and the Black Spirit Sword slashed at Ye Mo like a storm, one sword faster than the other. The Black Spirit Sword left afterimages in the air, and the sword energy split into the air, making a harsh "crack" sound, creating a vacuum wherever it passed.

Ye Mo gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist with his sword. He could only hold on with difficulty, and bead-sized beads of sweat dripped from his head. Fortunately, the long-term experience of facing the waves made his foot plate surprisingly stable. Even though he was obviously at a disadvantage, he did not panic at all.

On the contrary, his mind became clearer and clearer.

"Mo Ling, archery support!"

Ye Mo roared loudly.

The arrow tower where Mo Ling is located is closest to Ye Mo. She, Wang Hu, and Yang You were desperately shooting arrows to block the warriors outside the camp. As the warriors charged with all their might, the pressure on her increased.

When she heard Ye Mo yelling, she realized that Ye Mo's situation was not good.

Hastily turned the direction of the strong bow.

"blow!"

He shot an arrow towards He An.

"Hmph! How long can you delay this with this little trick?"

He An snorted in annoyance and had no choice but to give up pressing Ye Mo and ducked to avoid the arrow.

"Enough!"

Ye Mo finally got a precious chance to breathe, and reversed the situation of being forced to defend rather than attack. He raised his Qingfeng Sword high and slashed at He An with all his strength with Lang Die's two consecutive slashes.

He An sneered contemptuously.

Ye Mo has already used this trick. Although he has reached the level of "turning decay into magic", he has few opponents. But he could only perform two combos, so he was obviously no match for him.

"Three consecutive soul-breaking cuts!"

He An shouted loudly, and the Black Spirit Sword flashed into three shadows and slashed towards Ye Mo. This slash contained at least a thousand kilograms of power, leaving a string of afterimages in the air. The speed of the sword was already the limit of a warrior. .

Ye Mo's eyes were crazy and he didn't mean to dodge at all, he just wanted to fight with all his strength.

"break!"

He An sneered in his heart when he saw that Ye Mo actually had no intention of evading, and was overestimating his ability to fight him head-on. When he draws his sword, he is definitely faster than Ye Mo.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The first two slashes of the three consecutive soul-breaking slashes directly blocked and offset the power of the second consecutive slash of Lang Dui.

The third black light slashed towards Ye Mo's body.

Ye Mo gritted his teeth and rushed forward, closing the distance between him and He An.

"Dang~~~!"

The Black Spirit Sword slashed at Ye Mo's chest.

There was another loud noise, and Ye Mo's coarse cloth was torn apart by the powerful sword energy in an instant. The rags stirred up in the air, revealing a piece of golden armor, which emitted bursts of dazzling golden light in the setting sun.

The extremely sharp black sword energy only left a light mark on the golden armor without cutting through it at all.

"Armor?...What kind of armor is this? Is this a spiritual weapon armor?"

He An was shocked.

Everything did not happen as he imagined. His sword did not cut Ye Mo's chest, but was blocked by the extremely hard armor, which was completely beyond his expectation.

However, even the armor could not easily block the violent attack of his Black Spirit Sword.

His Mo Ling sword is the best sword.

Spirit weapon armor!

Only the spiritual weapon armor can easily withstand the slashes of the sword, leaving almost no trace. Warriors who possess spiritual weapon armor have great advantages. The strength of the warriors makes it impossible for them to break through the spiritual weapon armor in a short time, and this time is enough for the opponent to kill them many times.

But how could Ye Mo, an ordinary warrior, have a pair of spiritual weapon armor? !

Ye Mo couldn't help but groaned, his energy and blood suddenly boiled, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, which was very uncomfortable. Fortunately, his lower body was extremely stable and he was not knocked back by the slash, and he managed to hold on.

"Uzumaki Slash!"

Ye Mo and He An were already less than half a foot apart. With a twist of their bodies, the Qingfeng sword flew out wildly.

He An woke up from the shock and hurriedly pulled away and retreated. But it was too late, Ye Mo was too close to him, and the whirlpool slash slashed out in a wide range, and he had no time to get out of the distance of one foot from Ye Mo.

"Pfft~!"

He An's right arm was torn apart by Ye Mo's whirlpool sword slashing energy, causing a sword wound.

He was actually injured!

He An looked at the wound on his right arm in disbelief. Blood was dripping down his sleeve, which was particularly shocking. Since he became the number one master in the Zheng Kingdom, he has never been injured again.

Ye Mo's sword only hit his arm, not a vital part, but it was enough to shake him. If he had been just a little slower, I'm afraid the bleeding place wouldn't be his arms, but the vital parts of his chest, with broken muscles and broken bones.

"Success!"

Ye Mo was overjoyed. He endured the congestion in his throat and pulled away to prevent He An from being trapped and struggling to his death.

One sword is enough!

Even a minor injury is enough.

Because his Qingfeng sword had long been smeared with the potent poison "Ghost Sees Sorrow". Even the young monster crab couldn't resist it and was quickly paralyzed and fell to the ground. Even if He An is a peak warrior, he will not be more powerful than the young monster crab.

"You dare!"

He An was furious because of his injury. He was about to slash at Ye Mo with his sword when he suddenly felt a strange numbness in his right arm, followed by a strong sense of fatigue hitting his right half, and his body seemed to be heavy. A lot, lethargic.

"No! It's poisonous! The sword is coated with strong poison!"

He An shook his body involuntarily, angrily swept the Qingfeng Sword in Ye Mo's hand, turned around and performed the Qingyun Ladder Skill, and leaped towards the Lingmu Fence.

As soon as he noticed something strange, he immediately realized that it was a sign of being poisoned by a strong poison.

He was extremely angry now and did not dare to chase Ye Mo anymore.

This poison was too strong and took effect very quickly. Now that the poison had just taken effect, he already felt waves of numbness coming. If he took a few more breaths, the drug would take effect and the paralysis would overturn, and he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

As the number one master in Zheng State, he would naturally not do stupid things.

He jumped out of the two-meter-high spiritual wood fence, swung his sword to chop off two arrows shot at him, used his internal energy to suppress the poison attack on his right arm wound, and rushed towards Zheng Yiqing and his group at full speed.

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Not everyone has He An's top-notch light skills and martial arts.

Zheng Yiqing and his group launched a second charge, but only He An succeeded in breaking into the cave camp.

The captives were unwilling, and were forced to rush forward by Zheng Yiqing, Housekeeper Cao, Master Hou and others holding swords against their backs.

Three short wooden arrow towers, frantically cross-shooting arrows, blocked all blind spots, and suppressed the other group of warriors outside the camp.

The most frustrating moment for them was when they finally rushed to the cave camp ten feet away, and suddenly found a large number of hidden traps.

In the past few days, Wang Hu and Yang You dug a large number of rough traps to deal with the sea beast tide, and "despicably" left only a road about ten feet wide, which could be safely passed. The other places were full of traps and installed with a large number of spikes, and the ground was covered with sharp thorns.

If there were no three arrow towers, the warriors could certainly easily bypass these traps and come to the edge of the camp from a safe road.

But there were three short wooden arrow towers, strong bows with a force of two or three hundred pounds, and crazy arrow shooting, which blocked this ten-foot wide safe passage.

At the same time, the sharp arrows and spirit wood javelins shot from the left, middle, and right directions could not be stopped even by ordinary warriors in the late stage.

Without He An's unparalleled lightness and peerless martial arts, who could easily kill them? !

Whoever rushed in would die!

The captives and Zheng Yiqing's group of warriors rushed to a place ten feet away from the camp, and then fell into a difficult situation where they could not move forward or backward, and became live targets for the three arrow towers to shoot wildly.

The safe passage was too narrow to kill through.

Break the trap?

Under the eyes of the three arrow towers, no one had the time to fill the trap.

In a short period of time, six or seven weaker early and middle-stage warriors were injured by the chaotic spirit wood arrows and spirit wood javelins.

"A bunch of trash, kill this marquis at all costs!"

Zheng Yiqing cursed angrily.

Seeing He An rush into the camp, but escaped with injuries in a very short time, while their group of warriors were blocked by three arrow towers and a large number of traps ten feet away from the spirit wood fence. After paying a heavy price for the second charge, he failed again, and he couldn't help but get angry.