Volume 10, Chapter 956
Gu Feng's spiritual pressure was so strong that it was rare. The weeds on the ground were uprooted by the wind and swirled in a circle around his feet. TXT download.
However, his spiritual pressure could shock others, but it could not shock Dongfang Yehuai.
The latter still had his hands behind his back, lifted his legs lightly, and stomped his feet slightly towards the ground. With his round body as the center, spiritual pressure was immediately generated and offset Gu Feng's menacing spiritual pressure.
Seeing that his own cultivation could not surpass Dongfang Yehuai, Gu Feng no longer wasted his efforts. He shouted loudly, and the white mist around his body condensed into armor. Then, he held the spirit sword and shot at Dongfang Yehuai.
The sword was in front and the man was behind. The man's sword almost merged into one, and it shot directly in front of Dongfang Yehuai, with the sword's edge going straight to his chest. Dongfang Yehuai took a step back, turning his body slightly to the side. As his arms swayed, the spirit sword was already in his hand.
I saw him swinging his sword outwards calmly, seemingly without much effort, but a loud sound like thunder in the clear sky was heard. Bang! With a deafening sound, Gu Feng and his sword were blocked by him and flew several meters away before landing.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to shake Gu Feng away, Dongfang Yehuai put on his spiritual armor and ran towards Gu Feng with his spiritual sword in hand. Although his body is round and round, as if a ball has become a spirit, his body speed is astonishingly fast, like a whirlwind.
Rushing to Gu Feng, he reached out with one hand and grabbed Gu Feng's neck. The latter's movements were not slow either. He lowered his body, turned around, and slid out from Dongfang Yehuai's big palm. At the same time, the spirit sword swept across and slashed towards the opponent's belly.
Dongfang Yehuai didn't even look at it, and pressed down the spirit sword casually. There was another crisp sound, and the sword swept by Gu Feng was blocked again. He turned behind Dongfang Yehuai, gritted his teeth secretly, channeled enough spiritual energy, and violently released the soul-chasing thorn pole.
For a time, countless spiritual thorns were released by him, hitting Dongfang Yehuai who was very close at hand. If it were anyone else, it would be difficult for him to escape unharmed at such a close distance, but Dongfang Yehuai was still calm and composed, and his body was like a spring, shooting straight forward.
While the person was still in mid-air, he turned around and waved his sword, unleashing the Spiritual Chaos Extreme. The spiritual blade he cast collided with the spiritual thorn cast by Gu Feng in the air, making a crisp crackling sound. When the sound passed, when he looked in the air again, both the spiritual blade and the spiritual thorn had dissipated invisible.
The spiritual martial arts skills used by the two of them were evenly matched, and no one took advantage. Gu Feng was furious in dissatisfaction, and once again used all his spiritual energy to unleash five consecutive spiritual martial arts skills on Dongfang Yehuai.
He was fast, but Dongfang Yehuai was also dissatisfied. The latter also used the five spiritual martial arts skills to deal with it, but the two were still at a deadlock. Seeing that he couldn't take advantage of Lingwu skills, Gu Feng immediately changed his tactics and competed with Dongfang Yehuai's fist and kick skills.
The figures of the two men were fighting together, spinning around in circles. The spiritual pressure radiating from the battlefield was getting stronger and stronger, forcing them to retreat in spite of the crowd watching the battle.
The elders looked at it seriously, and at the same time they nodded secretly in their hearts. Everyone knew about Dongfang Yehuai's strength. Naturally, there was no need to say anything. What people admired was Gu Feng. He was really able to fight with the great elder to this level. His strength is impressive. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant and challenge Dongfang Yehuai in public.
The elders who returned to Shenchi City with Guang Hanting were held back by Dongfang Yehuai and others. On the other side, the Sichuan Army soldiers who were ambushing in the woods had already rushed out and charged towards the carriage Guang Hanting was riding.
There were no less than two hundred Shenchi guards standing around the carriage. There were also many spiritual cultivators in the Sichuan army, especially a large number of spiritual archers among them. They were also the greatest threat to the Shenchi guards.
Under the arrow array of the Sichuan army, from time to time some guards could not resist and fell to the ground after being hit by arrows. However, none of the guards backed down. They knew very well that once they retreated, the Holy King's carriage would be directly exposed to the opponent's attack. Under the arrow formation.
Soon, the Sichuan Army's arrow array gradually weakened, and the Sichuan Army soldiers rushing in front had already rushed to the carriage and started a hand-to-hand exchange with the guards of Shenchi.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Sichuan soldiers were cut to pieces. All of these Shenchi guards were outstanding spiritual martial arts masters. How could ordinary soldiers defeat the spiritual soldiers in their hands.
However, as the spiritual cultivators from the Sichuan army came forward, the two sides gradually became evenly matched.
I saw people shouting and horses neighing on the battlefield, fighting was happening everywhere, and spiritual cultivators were fighting and killing each other everywhere. The scene had become a mess, and it became a veritable melee.
This time it was Sichuan Lieutenant General Zhang Song who commanded the Sichuan army to set up an ambush. He was at the edge of the woods, sitting on his horse, looking up at the situation on the battlefield. After watching for a long time, he said to the generals on the left and right: "Now the elders of Shenchi have been detained, and the guards protecting Guang Hanting have been detained again. Rushing away is a good opportunity to kill Guang Hanting. You rush over quickly, ignore others, and chop off Guang Hanting's head in one fell swoop! The king has already said that anyone who can behead Guang Hanting will do it. If you want to be promoted to the third level of officialdom and the third level of nobility, this is a great opportunity for you to make achievements and stand out!"
After hearing his words, the eyes of the generals gleamed, and they subconsciously held the reins of their horses. The horses seemed to be able to feel the excitement of their masters. They neighed and neighed from time to time, and their hooves kept tapping. ground.
Zhang Song glanced at the generals on the left and right, raised the corner of his mouth, pulled out the sword from his belt, raised it high, paused for a few seconds, then waved forward vigorously, and shouted: "Kill--"
"kill--"
With his order, all the generals knocked their stirrups together, and the roars of the war horses became one. Then, dozens of war horses threw their hooves and rushed forward like lightning.
Seeing his generals rushing out together, Zhang Song did not dare to rush out with them. First of all, his spiritual martial arts were not very strong, and even if he personally participated in the battle, it would be difficult to achieve great results. In addition, he did not dare to go forward to participate in the battle. The promise given by the king was tempting, but who was Guanghan Ting? He was the Holy King of Shenchi, recognized as the world's number one spiritual martial arts master. He felt that compared with promotion, his head was more important.
Let's talk about the Sichuan generals, who galloped all the way and rushed into the battlefield. They did not look for others, but rushed towards the carriage that Guanghan Ting was riding with all their strength.
At the beginning, there were only a few Shenchi guards who resisted them, but the closer they got to the carriage, the more Shenchi guards came to stop them. Gradually, they could no longer sit still on their horses and had to dismount to fight with the Shenchi guards on foot.
The spiritual weapons of these Chuan generals were not weak, even compared with the Shenchi guards. More than ten of them gathered together and rushed forward together. They really cut a bloody path and rushed to the front of the carriage in one fell swoop.
Seeing that Guanghan Ting's carriage was close at hand, a Chuan general was overjoyed. He swung the spiritual spear in his hand, aimed at the roof of the carriage, and smashed it with all his strength.
However, before his spiritual spear touched the roof of the carriage, a sudden shout came from the side, and then a Shenchi guard flew over and knocked away the Chuan general who swung the spear to hit the carriage.
The two of them fell to the ground and rolled into a ball. Fortunately, both of them were protected by spiritual armor. Although the impact was strong, they were not injured. The Sichuan general roared and climbed up from the ground, raised his hand and fired a gun, sweeping across the opponent's head.
The Shenchi guard also reacted quickly and held up his sword to block. Dang! The powerful and heavy spirit spear hit the spirit sword, and the Shenchi guard stood still without moving. Instead, the Sichuan general who fired the gun was shocked and took a step back.
This man has a very high level of cultivation! The Sichuan general was horrified. Before he could fire the second gun, the Sichuan generals behind him had already caught up and joined forces to besiege the Shenchi guard.
Even if the Shenchi guard was powerful, he could not withstand the siege of more than ten Sichuan generals. The two sides fought for a short time. He was just not careful, and his ankle was swept by a spirit spear that swept across.
With a crisp sound, the fragments of the spirit armor at the ankle of the Shenchi guard were blown up, and then his body fell to the ground sideways. There was no chance for him to stand up again. A Sichuan general stepped forward and stabbed him with a spear.
The Shenchi guard had tried his best to dodge, but unfortunately he was hit by the spear in the thigh. Puff! The tip of the spear pierced his thigh directly and penetrated the ground for about three inches.
The Shenchi guard groaned in pain and his whole body hunched over. The eyes of the other Sichuan generals lit up at the same time. Without saying a word, they raised their spiritual weapons and attacked the Shenchi guard together.
Puff, puff, puff! In just a moment, the man's body was chopped into at least a dozen pieces and he died on the spot.
The Sichuan generals breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at each other. One of them stepped forward first. He swung the chain hammer in his hand and said in a silly voice: "Generals, please get out of the way. I will smash Guanghanting, the turtle!"
As he spoke, he separated the crowd, swung the chain hammer, and smashed it down on the body of the carriage.
Snap—the hammer hit the wall of the carriage with a solid blow. How could the wooden wall withstand the heavy blow of the spiritual hammer? It was smashed so hard that wood chips flew everywhere. A round hole the size of a washbasin immediately appeared on the wall, and the hammer head did not enter the carriage.
The Sichuan general laughed strangely, and tried to pull the spiritual hammer out of the carriage with both arms, but the hammer head seemed to be stuck by something in the carriage. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it out at all.
The Sichuan general made a puzzled sound. He wrapped the chain around his arm a few times, leaned into the carriage, kicked the wall with one foot, and pulled the chain back with all his strength. He hadn't pulled the hammer head of the chain hammer out yet, but a sword came out from the carriage first.
It was an incredibly fast sword. No one present could see clearly how the sword came out. When people saw the spiritual sword, the sword body had already pierced into the body of the Sichuan general.
The blade of the sword was more than half a foot wide, black in color, and covered with fine lines. The sword entered the general's chest and came out from behind him. Blood gushed out along the lines on the sword and continued to flow to the ground.