Chapter 18 0 Ghost Killing

It was just dawn.

Above the snowy ridge, the sky was gloomy and pale, as if covered with heavy lead clouds.

The sky was full of wind and snow.

In the iron city gate, the human army rushed out and flew past.

Puji Gate, Xuanqing Gate, Qixing Gate, Xieyang Gate...

Every city gate is pressed by the army of one country or even several countries.

The war horses neigh violently, mountains of swords and spears stand tall, and the huge iron tree is full of visual oppression.

The flag fluttered in the wind.

Since there is no unified command and dispatch, from a macro perspective, Tiecheng seems a bit chaotic at this time.

But amidst the chaos, there is a certain order.

.......

Outside Iron City.

There was the sound of horse hooves.

But it's not a war horse from the human race, but from the White Walkers.

Those strange ghosts were covered in ice crystal armor, and the ice crystal swords in their hands were shining with gleaming light.

Their eyes were deep blue, like a mysterious burning cold, or like dots of phosphorus fire, floating in all directions on the vast snow-covered plains.

They rode the same pale dead horses.

They surged forward, covering the Iron City like a tide, numbering in excess of ten thousand.

But the strange thing is that despite such a large-scale attack and such a large number of people, these White Walkers maintain absolute silence and deathly silence.

It's really like a piece of ice.

........

Whoosh!

A spear pierced the sky, tore through the air, and shot straight towards a large flag fluttering in the wind.

Amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the human army and the White Walkers finally collided.

As soon as they collide, the contrast in individual strength is highlighted.

The White Walkers have broad knuckles and are unusually tall, yet uncharacteristically as fast as tigers and leopards. Their weapons, whether armor or swords, are better than those of humans.

Therefore, like wolves among sheep, the White Walkers pierce the human army with ferocity and indifference.

Clang, clang, clang!

The weapons of the human soldiers fell on the ice crystal armor of the White Walkers, causing bursts of sparks and causing almost no injuries to the White Walkers. However, the human armor was not that hard against the White Walkers' long swords.

The human soldiers were cut down by the White Walkers like wheat.

However, the White Walkers are not immortal.

After all, ice crystal armor cannot cover their entire bodies.

In such a chaotic battlefield, they are not invincible.

As long as they are stabbed into the neck, face and other vital parts not covered by armor, they will die.

The strange thing is that when these ghosts die, they do not fall quietly like humans, but their bodies gradually shrink, and finally turn into a pool of liquid, and then disappear completely, leaving only the ice crystal armor and ice crystal sword on their body. And a heart like opal glass.

........

Lu Qingshan took the lead and led the Dragon and Phoenix Guards to rush out of the Huanlong Gate and join the chaotic battlefield.

Outside the Iron City, there is a vast snowfield and a vast plain.

But at this moment, on the vast snowfield, the iron-clad White Walkers had collided with the human army.

Lu Qingshan turned his face sideways.

In fact, it has only been a month since he entered the Principle Source Realm, and he already has a huge army under his command.

"Whatever step I can take depends on this team..."

"General, be careful."

Gu Tianyan behind him shouted loudly at this moment.

A cold light flashed.

A strange ghost attacked from Lu Qingshan's side, and the ice crystal sword had already been chopped down.

The armor on the White Walkers was moving, sometimes as white as fresh snow, and suddenly as black as the long night.

With the sword approaching, Lu Qingshan did not panic, his eyes were as clear as a god, looking at the strange ghost.

The power of the sword has spread out from the void in his eyes.

But what surprised him was that the White Walkers were not affected at all, and the ice crystal sword still kept falling.

Is it because these ghosts are dead and do not have souls so they are not affected, or... they are actually the same as me. Their souls are powerful and immune to the power of swords, but they are sealed by the rules of the Taoist world and cannot Appearance?

Lu Qingshan couldn't be sure for a while.

The ice crystal sword was already facing him at this moment.

It's just that Lu Qingshan has experienced hundreds of battles and has extremely rich experience. How can he make the mistake of underestimating the enemy?

The blazing red dragon bird swam like a horse, and the tip of the sword narrowly and dangerously bypassed the area covered by the ice crystal armor, slicing across the White Walker's throat.

It was clear that his long sword could pierce Lu Qingshan's chest if he moved it forward, and it was clear that he was the one who struck first, but he still had no time to react.

The attacking White Walker finally clutched his throat and fell down with a distorted expression, but in an instant, he turned into liquid and then vaporized, disappearing into thin air.

Lu Qingshan didn't say any more inspiring words, because the act of killing the enemy with one sword was more powerful than any words.

The next moment, Lu Qingshan's eyes were sharp, his legs were clamped, he rode his horse forward, and his figure disappeared into the enemy's formation.

One horse is worth a thousand.

It was like he was in an uninhabited land. Dragon Bird was suddenly several times faster. The tip of the sword beat like a spark, and the blazing red sword peak crazily licked the flesh and blood of the White Walkers.

The dragon bird was as fast as a spark and as fast as a ghost. Lu Qingshan rushed to the front, attracting almost 80% of the attention of the White Walkers in this area.

The horses' hooves are like thunder.

Hundreds of strange ghosts gathered, riding war horses like a long snake, rushing towards Lu Qingshan.

Under the gloomy sky, the war horse with disheveled mane collided with the pale dead horse.

The sound of the swords connecting was short and fierce, and the blue blood flew out and was shattered and scattered together with the cold snowflakes.

The sword penetrates the flesh for three points.

The strong smell of blood in the nose is mixed with the cold smell like the breath of death coming from the White Walkers. The dead eyes of the White Walkers...

Lu Qingshan's blood surged through his body, boiling like hot water.

It was as if a hot current was hitting his head.

The blood is rising.

The blood surges.

Gu Yun

This can only be regarded as a battle at the secular level, far less than any battle between monks he has experienced in the sky.

But the battle of monks is too martial and fantasy, just like the battle in the era of hot weapons. Although the intensity is a hundred times and a thousand times that of cold weapons, they will never be able to experience the blood-spurting feeling of fighting in the era of cold weapons.

Now that Lu Qingshan's magic power is banned by the rules, facing this fierce and cruel battle with his mortal body, the intensity he can feel is naturally unprecedented.

This was a brutal confrontation that no monk could experience.

This is the era of cold weapons.

Lu Qingshan roared loudly, and the battlefield seemed to have infected him, causing the depression in his heart to be vented.

The dragon and bird clank like spring water hitting rocks, slashing in all directions.

Although the ice crystal armor was hard, his dragon bird seemed to have eyes, heading straight for the weak spots on the White Walkers that were not covered by armor.

If this is just the extraordinary swordsmanship, what is truly terrifying is that even if Longque really comes into contact with the ice crystal armor on the White Walkers, the Longque sword will flash with gleaming flames.

The previously indestructible ice crystals will melt like snow in an oven under this flame.

The only difference is that head-on confrontation consumes more energy.

Lu Qingshan walked through the boiling battlefield like a dragon. The extremely sharp dragon bird sword rolled into the group of ghosts and swiped at random, and several heads were thrown high.

The swordsmanship that surpasses this world, and the dragon bird, which is the most powerful weapon in the world of Taoism. The two merge into one, allowing the mortal Lu Qingshan to face these strange ghosts like chopping melons and vegetables.

Blue blood flowed backwards from the blood-soaked Dragon Bird Sword, flowing towards Lu Qingshan's palm.

It was slippery in his hand, so he had to use a little more strength to hold on to the hilt when he drew the sword to prevent it from falling away.

"No wonder they tied a strip of cloth on the handle of the knife." Lu Qingshan murmured.

He was born as a monk and had never experienced mortal combat.

When did a monk ever consider the down-to-earth problem of killing too many enemies, staining the hilt of the sword with blood, and making it difficult to exert force?

So even though Lu Qingshan's swordsmanship is extraordinary, as a monk who has never experienced this, he is really confused.

As he was thinking this, Longque seemed to know his thoughts, and a gentle flame flashed from the hilt of the sword. It did not cause any harm to Lu Qingshan, but it vaporized the blood from the White Walkers.

Before he had time to marvel at the magic of the dragon and bird, at this moment, a thick white light of deathly energy fell towards him.

Lu Qingshan, who had no time to dodge, quickly turned over and dismounted.

White light fell on the horse's back.

The horse immediately let out a hysterical neigh of pain, and then was cut in half by the waist.

A burly White Walker who was taller than the other White Walkers appeared, staring coldly at Lu Qingshan, kicking his knees to the ground at a 90-degree angle, sprinting quickly, and the ice crystal sword struck Lu Qingshan's forehead again.

Lu Qingshan raised the Dragon Bird Sword from bottom to top, and the two swords clashed, making a harsh sound.

laugh!

Lu Qingshan's feet were trapped in the snow and soil, and he slid backwards.

The power of the White Walkers in front of him is far greater than him!

Here, the strange ghost took half a step back, then stepped forward and slashed down again.

Lu Qingshan twisted his legs and stepped back again. Seeing this, a White Walker next to him felt malicious and took the opportunity to hold out his long sword, hoping to complete a cooperation with the burly White Walker and kill Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and the Dragon Bird Sword took advantage of the situation to cling to the long sword of the White Walker, and then twisted it with force, and the long sword was thrown away.

Then the tip of the dragon bird's sword swept upwards and touched the White Walker's throat lightly.

The White Walker fell to his knees, clutching his throat.

The burly white ghost's eyes were still cold, and he didn't even look at his fallen companion, and then rushed towards Lu Qingshan.

The battlefield was so chaotic that there wasn't much room to move.

Lu Qingshan had no choice but to retreat - he had no intention of retreating in the first place.

The ice sword in the hand of the White Walker struck again, and Lu Qingshan knocked the dragon bird.

clang!

Under the sudden exertion, the two fought evenly.

But Lu Qingshan could clearly feel the numbness in his wrist.

The power of the White Walkers in front of me is indeed terrifying, almost reaching the limit within the rules of the Principle Source Realm.

"Just reaching the limit is not enough..." Lu Qingshan said softly.

The physical strength of the White Walker has not exceeded the limit, but his swordsmanship has surpassed the limit of the source world.

The next moment, Lu Qingshan let out a low shout, and the dragon bird that was in contact with the ice sword trembled. As dexterously as a python, it bit the burly White Walker between the brows cunningly.

The burly white ghost retreated continuously.

Lu Qingshan's sword followed him like hell.

The former roared in annoyance and faced the ice sword again.

The confrontation between the two was as dizzying as a violent storm.

A strange ghost who tried to get closer was stabbed directly in the throat by Lu Qingshan's dragon bird, and fell to the ground and turned into a pool of liquid.

The burly White Walker was like a mad dog, and the ice sword in his hand was like a hammer, constantly hitting Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan seemed to be struggling to cope.

But after dozens of breaths, the burly White Walker suddenly noticed a faint smile rising from the corner of Lu Qingshan's mouth.

Immediately, he seemed to hear a sound of glass breaking.

What was broken was his armor.

Spider-like cracks appeared in the armor made of ice crystals.

With a loud scraping sound, the ice crystal exploded like a blooming snow lotus.

At the same time as it exploded, ice crystal fragments also scratched the body of the burly White Walker.

At least a dozen blood arrows shot out from his body and sprinkled on the snow, as blue as lake water.

Then, the burly White Walker plopped and fell to the ground helplessly.

puff!

Lu Qingshan showed no mercy and chopped off the head of the burly White Walker with one sword.

"Finding last hits" is a good habit he has developed long ago.

Not to mention this kind of "elite monster" that is not simple at first glance. Who knows what other ways there are?

.........

The fighting in the snowfield is in full swing.

The blue blood of the White Walkers and the scarlet blood of the humans bloomed into beautiful flowers on the white snow.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like two groups of flowers that were originally distinct are mingling and devouring each other.

Flags stirred, killing sounds boiled, blood and snowflakes flew.

The chaos lasted for a whole day.

When it got dark, a horn sounded again.

This is the horn sound of charge, which means that there is no suspense in this battle and it is about to come to a final conclusion.

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