Chapter 410
Shen Ping was still muttering in his heart when the Wind Chasing Sword was already approaching him. The sword in his hand had been spiritualized at some point, and he aimed it at Shen Ping's lower abdomen and stabbed the latest chapter suddenly.
oops! Shen Ping screamed in his heart, the opponent's speed was unbelievable and beyond imagination.
He hurriedly waved his sword to block, trying to fend off the direct thrust of the Wind Chasing Sword, but at this moment, the spirit sword in the hand of the Wind Chasing Sword was radiating with light, and the spiritual martial arts skill Soul Chasing Sting was released.
At this time, Shen Ping had already retracted his sword, and had no time to release his spiritual skills to resist the opponent's soul-chasing stab. In just a moment, Shen Ping was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Without time to think about it, he leaned back and jumped directly from his horse. Roll down.
thump!
Shen Ping fell heavily to the ground and was disgraced, but luckily he was not stabbed by the opponent's chasing soul. However, his war horse was not so lucky. He was hit by the soul-chasing thorns, and his horse's side was riddled with holes from the spirit piercings, killing him on the spot.
Seeing that the person's spiritual power was so powerful that he was not on the same level as him at all, Shen Ping didn't dare to stand any longer, so he turned around and ran back. But he ignored one person, Zhan Wudi who had been chopped into the ground by him.
He hadn't taken more than two steps when Zhan Wudi, who was deep in the ground, suddenly sat up and the purple lightning knife in his hand swept out and hit Shen Ping's ankle.
Shen Ping never dreamed that Zhan Wudi, who had been beaten so badly by him, would still have the strength to attack. Now he could no longer dodge. He only heard a click, and Shen Ping's feet were chopped off by the Purple Lightning Dark Light Saber. The spiritual armor on his ankles could not block the fierce slash of the sword. With a crisp sound, Shen Ping's feet were broken. His legs, which were as smooth as mirrors, ran forward for a few steps before losing their balance, causing him to fall to the ground. Shen Ping was in pain. They roared and screamed strangely, rolling all over the battlefield, and blood spilled all over the ground.
Zhan Wudi stood up from the pit with a gasp, dragged his knife to Shen Ping, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed with all his strength. Click! Shen Ping's screams stopped suddenly. His entire body was split open from the center, and his body was divided into two pieces.
Shen Ping was killed by Zhan Wudi in the blink of an eye. Yingbu and others who were watching the battle didn't even have time to save him.
Seeing Shen Ping's tragic death at the hands of the enemy general, Yingbu felt filled with grief and anger, and his fists clenched. However, Yingbu was not an impulsive person. From what happened on the battlefield just now, he had already seen the power of Zhui Feng Sword. Lingwu is too powerful, at least far above him.
He had never heard of such a powerful person in the Ning Army. Yingbu pointed at the Wind Chasing Sword, gritted his teeth and asked the generals around him: "Who is this person?"
"Oh..." All the generals looked confused and couldn't answer. Some people used the technique of insight to check the cultivation level of the Wind Chasing Sword, but they couldn't find it out at all, indicating that the other party's cultivation level was far above their own.
At this time, a regiment commander named Shang Qing suddenly remembered something, took a breath, and said urgently: "I heard that Zhong Tianyou invited a master from Shenchi to be his personal bodyguard. General, could this person be A master of Shenchi?"
"Ah!" Ying Bu nodded repeatedly when he heard this, secretly thinking that it made sense. If this person was Zhong Tian or a general of the Ning Army, he must have been famous for his spiritual martial arts, and he would have heard about it. Yingbu frowned and pondered without saying a word for a long time.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the surrounding generals became anxious. They had a very deep personal relationship with Shen Ping, and they were like brothers. Now that Shen Ping died tragically, how could they bear it. All the generals stepped in and saluted, saying: "General, let the last general go to battle!"
"General, I'm going!"
"..."
Everyone took the initiative to ask for help. Instead of being overheated, Yingbu calmed down. He slowly shook his head and said quietly: "Zhan Wudi alone is powerful enough. With this person added, even if we join forces, we may not be able to win." ”
"General, General Shen Ping died tragically at the hands of thieves. We have to avenge this!"
"Yes! General! Give the order to go to war!"
When Ying Bu was thinking about how to appease his brothers, Zhan Wudi began to curse in front of the two armies. "Yingbu, don't send your men out to die anymore. If you have the guts, come out and fight me yourself. Why, you shy turtle don't even have the courage?"
Being insulted like this in public, anyone with a bit of blood would not be able to bear it. Yingbu's lungs were about to explode with anger, but he also knew in his heart that if he really went to fight, he would just fall into the invincible provocation method.
He could bear it, but the generals below couldn't. With a violent roar, a general rushed his horse off the battlefield without even saying hello to Ying Bu, and charged straight towards Zhan Wudi.
Zhan Wudi did not know Yingbu. When he saw another person coming from the opponent's camp, he did not confirm the identity of the person. When the opponent was approaching, he asked: "Is this general Yingbu?"
"Why do I need my general to kill you personally?!" The general shouted angrily. When Zhan Wudi approached, he raised his gun and stabbed you.
Zhan Wudi did not confront the opponent head-on this time, but chose to retreat quickly. Thinking that he was no match for him, the general became even more energetic. He urged his horse to catch up and fired several shots in succession. Zhan Wudi's movement was quite flexible, he dodged left and right, and quickly retreated to Chai Feng Sword.
At this time, General Lai also saw Zhan Wudi's intention. He wanted to fight with the master of Shenchi. He was not afraid, he roared and swung his spiritual spear, using his cross-cut skill, Lian Zhan Wudi and the Wind Chasing Sword, and attacked together.
Zhan Wudi didn't want to and didn't have the strength to compete with his opponent in spiritual martial arts. He wisely retreated behind the Wind Chasing Sword and pushed the Wind Chasing Sword forward.
Seeing that the opponent's cross slash had already hit him close, Zhuifengjian casually swung the spirit sword in his hand outward, releasing the spirit chaos wind.
Cross slash and spirit chaos wind are both large-scale attack skills, but the attack range of the former is much smaller than the latter, and its spirit blades are also stronger and more concentrated. However, Laijiang's spirit martial arts cultivation is far inferior to that of Zhuifengjian. His cross slash was instantly turned into nothingness by Zhuifengjian's spirit chaos wind, and the numerous spirit blades continued to attack Laijiang.
Laijiang's face changed drastically. At this time, he was no longer able to release a second spirit martial arts skill to resist, and it was even more unrealistic to dodge the attack range of spirit chaos wind. Just when he was shocked and stunned, the spirit blades in the sky had already flown close to him.
Ling Luan Feng, as its name suggests, attacks like a gust of wind. When the gust of wind passes, the general's spiritual armor and the armor inside are all torn to pieces. It is unknown how much flesh and skin are cut off by the spiritual blade. Only a bright red skeleton is left, as if it was cut into pieces by the chaotic blade.
Wow - this time, the whole audience was in an uproar. Whether it was Baguan or Ningjun, they were all shocked by the spiritual weapon of the Chasing Wind Sword. Even Zhan Wudi was shocked. He was confident that even if he was in his prime, the Ling Luan Feng he displayed would not be so powerful.
Ying Bu watched another brother die in front of the battle, and he didn't even catch a move. He was sad, hateful, and angry. He turned around and shouted to the generals on his left and right: "Without my order, whoever dares to fight privately will be killed without mercy regardless of victory or defeat!"
Now he didn't need to issue a military order, and none of the generals dared to go to the battle easily. The opponent was too powerful. His spiritual martial arts skills and cultivation were almost like those of a god. What Yingbu said just now was right. Even if these people from his side went into battle together, they might not be his opponents.
Zhuifengjian killed an enemy general with one move, and Zhan Wudi's confidence was born again. He quickly passed Zhuifengjian and shouted at the Baguan Army camp: "Who else is not afraid of death? Just come up! Yingbu, you shameless rat, why do you only ask your men to come out and die? Come on, do you dare to come out and fight in person?"
Yingbu was not provoked by Zhan Wudi, and sat on his warhorse without moving.
Zhan Wudi shouted several times in a row. Seeing that the enemy did not move, he was tired of shouting. He turned back and said to Zhuifengjian: "It seems that the enemy has been scared by you. Now is a good opportunity to charge..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuifengjian also strode forward and walked straight towards the battle formation of the Baguan Army.
Zhan Wudi was arrogant enough, but Zhuifengjian was even more arrogant than him. That attitude of ignoring others was unbearable for Zhan Wudi.
Let's talk about Yingbu. When he saw the extremely powerful Shenchi master coming towards him, his heart immediately rose to his throat. He hurriedly turned his head and shouted: "Archers, prepare the arrow formation!"
Yingbu's men were not from the Tianyuan Army. In the Tianyuan Army, there was no distinction between archers, halberd soldiers, and broadsword soldiers. There was not even a distinction between cavalry and infantry. The soldiers had all undergone strict and comprehensive training. Those who picked up bows and arrows were archers, those who picked up long weapons were halberd soldiers, those with horses were cavalry, and those without horses were infantry. The Baguan Army still maintained the original style of the Feng Army. Archers were archers and only appeared in long-range shooting battles. As for close combat, archers had to withdraw from the main battlefield as soon as possible.
Following Yingbu's order, the archers all took their positions, twisted their bows and put arrows on them, and aimed at the Zhuifengjian who was coming up.
When the Wind Chasing Sword was within the range of his own side, Ying Bu hesitated to give the order to shoot arrows. People were puzzled and turned to look at him.
Ying Bu had his own idea. Since he couldn't beat the opponent in spiritual martial arts, he would shoot him to death with the arrow array. If he shot arrows as soon as the opponent entered the range, he was worried that the opponent would escape, so he wanted to wait for the opponent to get deeper, and then shoot arrows to give him no chance to escape.
When the Wind Chasing Sword was only 50 meters away from the battle array, Ying Bu swung his arm forward and shouted loudly: "Shoot!"
At his command, the 500 archers in the Baguan Army shot out eagle feathers at the same time, and all the dense arrows were concentrated on the Wind Chasing Sword.
Such a close-range shot is really difficult for ordinary spiritual practitioners to resist, but how can the Wind Chasing Sword be an ordinary spiritual practitioner?