What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

You can also hear the howls circling the sky and wandering the earth, and the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, like violent thunder in a cloudy and rainy night.

The charge is over.

What will follow will be a head-to-head confrontation between the armies of both sides.

As it should be.

The sharp edge of the spirit dust sword slashed down, and its sharpness enough to easily cut through the true energy made the Nanhuang City defenders feel a chill in their hearts.

The strength of mortals is limited.

No matter how majestic a man is, no matter how strong his body is, no matter how pure his body is, no matter how strong his body is - he is still a mortal, and without true energy, he cannot fight a monk at all.

No matter how sharp the blade is, no matter how powerful the sword itself is.

The person wielding the sword was too weak to pose a threat to the defenders of Nanhuang City.

And if Jianfeng itself is very ordinary, and the person wielding the sword is the Lingshuang Sword Master of Daojian Mountain.

Then even an ordinary iron sword is enough to destroy thousands of enemy troops.

It was never the sword that mattered.

But the one with the sword.

This is what they think from the bottom of their hearts.

It turns out.

Their thinking is too extreme.

They are wrong.

……

Lingchen power sword, why add the word [power]?

That's because from the very beginning of the design, whether Chen Anning, Duan Jianxue, or Lu Wei, they all realized that the strength of ordinary people cannot surpass monks.

For that, they need a little help.

Just like a grenade, it uses the help of the true energy circuit.

It's like bursting true qi arrows, with the help of Spirit Crystal and Hundred Flowers Mine.

Since all of the above can be compensated with energy, so can the Spiritual Dust Power Sword.

"Om~"

The moment the vertical slash was made, the commander of the defending army keenly noticed a ray of green light flashing on the opponent's spirit dust power sword.

This blue light reminded him of Cangzhu on the green hill in his hometown. Before joining the army, his father would often take him to dig some Bailing shoots in the bamboo forest. The soup tasted very soft and fragrant.

The verdant light made him feel a little lost for no reason.

The spiritual dust power sword, which was originally extremely slow, accelerated suddenly and instantly with the help of this blue light.

Using the spirit dust floating around the sword body as the power, push the blade forward in reverse.

Qingmang flashed suddenly.

The garrison commander's eyes widened in amazement, and his field of vision was stained with bright red like poppies.

The severe pain almost made him breathless, and the indescribable force knocked him flying a few meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and knocked down several defenders behind him who hadn't reacted at all.

The thunder scale armor on his chest was forcibly cut with a slanted downward crack. The defender commander's chest was mercilessly cut open, and his ribs and internal organs could be seen directly with the naked eye. A large amount of blood flowed from the wound. rushing out of the water, like an unstoppable sea of ​​**.

pain.

Piercing pain.

The garrison commander still retained some rationality, he did not completely succumb to this unprecedented pain, but immediately sealed the wound with his own true energy to prevent himself from bleeding too much.

At the same time, he tried to thrust his saber into the ground again, and propped himself up with strength.

Then he discovered the problem.

His sword was broken.

When the blue light came just now, he instinctively blocked it with his sword.

However, even his extremely tough saber, which has been with him for many years and has never had a crack, can't stop that dazzling blue light at all...

The cut is so flat, which means the gap between the two sides is so wide.

Even so.

He didn't take a step back either.

"kill!!"

He looked like a brave recruit who had just entered the battlefield.

Like a lunatic who doesn't know what death is.

The commander of the garrison forced himself to stand up again, raised the blood-stained broken sword, and roared sharply.

He is the commander, and he wants to give courage to all defenders.

That's all he needs to do.

……

However, the wolf cavalry in Baihua City is different from the traditional cavalry.

The tactical system they accepted and the fighting ideas they were taught were all completely different from those cavalry who fought for the ultimate charge and fight!

After the first round of handover of soldiers, all the defenders of Nanhuang City were shocked——

It is the synergy of wolf cavalry.

One hit to escape.

……

Wait until the commander raised his broken sword and let out a morale-boosting roar.

He was surprised to find that there was no wolf cavalry in front of him at close range.

Nearly a hundred defenders of Nanhuang City lost their lives in the collision just now—their level of cultivation was not as good as that of the commander, and even he, the commander, was stabbed, not to mention the other defenders?

This is quite a normal phenomenon, because the opponent is a wolf cavalry, and the opponent has a magic weapon that they don't know about.

They underestimated the power of the green sword, which led to the death of another hundred defenders in one handover.

But they are still not without chance of winning, continue to fight, continue to fight with each other.

The number of wolf cavalry is far smaller than the number of defenders in Nanhuang City. As long as they fight against crowds, they still have a chance to win.

however.

The wolf cavalry is no longer in front of him.

After they finished their first short-distance charge and handed over their weapons——

The Thunderwolves sitting under them seemed to have already discussed it, leaving lightning and thunder all over the place, and then turned their bodies around, and retreated nearly [-] meters away quickly.

All this happened so fast that the middle-aged man who was the commander didn't even react.

distance.

Pulled apart again.

Under the pale and full moonlight, the entire Nanhuang City echoed that frightening voice.

"Wolf cavalry, charge!!"

He heard it.

Hua Yun also heard it.

All the defenders heard.

The atmosphere called despair spread mercilessly, rendering the pale faces of every soldier present.

Once again distanced, and again charged.

Is it still too late to release the spirit dust?

Will the other party give him a chance to refill his spirit dust and release his spirit dust a second time?

the answer is negative.

Because the distance of [-] meters is within a blink of an eye for Thunder Wolf.

Because the distance of death is within a blink of an eye for the guards of the Southern Deserted City.

charge!charge!

Once again the earth shook and the mountains shook, and once again there were thunderous waves roaming over the earth.

Tear the territory apart!Crush your anger!Run out of momentum!

One after another green light appeared in front of his eyes, it was the light of Ling Chen's power sword, it was the light of approaching death.

……

Like, really like it.

It is so similar to the green bamboo forest on the top of the green hill in my hometown.

The commander still held the broken sword, watching helplessly as the bamboo forest approached him.

He didn't know what to say or what to do, he just stood there blankly, looking at the blue light.

He thought of his father's proud face before he left, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

If I knew this earlier, I should have learned some tea art in the barracks.

Dad likes tea very much.

pity.

He can't drink.

"kill!!"

The roar belonging to the commander once again echoed in the minds of every Nanhuang City defender.