Chapter 136: One Sword Wipes Out Eight Hundred Warriors, Princess Jinwu's Swordsmanship Is Unparalleled

early morning.

There are many ancient trees on the official road, the canopy of the trees blocks out the sky and the sun, the branches and leaves are intertwined, and the thick ivy is entangled upwards. The bright wild flowers are stained with the morning dew, dotted among them, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air for a while.

Facing them, groups of cavalry were packed tightly, with short and powerful black horses on their crotches, black bone bows on their backs, swords at their waists, wearing white bull rock armor, and a helmet with a small horn that looked like a rhinoceros.

In addition, six infantrymen rode on a chariot, galloping forward in a mighty manner. The chariot resembled a wooden ox and a flowing horse. There were neat sets of armor and weapons piled on top of the chariot. The chariot was covered with linen. Occasionally, a corner was illuminated by the sun. The exposed light was still biting.

The window of the carriage embroidered with a "Golden Crow" small seal was opened, and a white jade hand lifted half of the curtain, revealing a sharp white mandible. Facing the front of the Golden Crow cavalry, his rosy little mouth moved:

"General Yun, how far is it from the Imperial Capital?"

A tall, middle-aged general with a beard in a red cloak slowed down his riding speed, came to the carriage, and slightly raised his hand:

"To return to Her Majesty the Princess, we have to pass through two cities and three small towns. It will take at least four to five days."

"so long."

The tall general smiled bitterly and said: "It's actually very fast. The Great Yanguan Road is built very spacious and flat, and the road is already a lot faster."

The owner in the carriage nodded lightly: "Dayan is indeed the number one country in Middle-earth, and its national power is indeed strong. If the Golden Crow country wanted to build such an official road, it would cost hundreds of millions of silver. An official road like this, Dayan It's everywhere. Even so, Mr. Legalist still said that he could restore the dynasty, but I always wonder if that will happen. "

The tall general held the reins and replied: "Since the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, countless countries have been destroyed and many ancient dynasties have been annexed. The national power is naturally strong. For thousands of years, all the kingdoms in the Middle Earth have iterated, including the Great Sui, the Great Qian, the Great Zhou, and the Great Yan. , the next one is unknown, and the Golden Crow Kingdom may not have a chance.”

"It's a bit too ironic to talk about seeking power, but to pay tribute to Dayan with soldiers and armor."

Princess Jinwu in the carriage smiled mockingly.

They say it's a business, but in reality it's no different than paying tribute. The silver given by Dayan is really not much, tens of millions of silver is already the limit. The same thing, sold to a small country, is worth at least three times more.

suddenly.

The entire regiment stopped, and the sound of bull horns was blown from the front.

"What's wrong?"

Princess Jinwu said doubtfully.

"Princess Qi, there are bandits attacking!"

The generals from the front came on horseback and reported with clasped fists.

"How long will it take to solve it?" Princess Jinwu didn't care too much.

The cavalry general wiped the sweat from his forehead: "These bandits are very strong, and a team of armed cavalry has already fallen under their horses."

"To be able to defeat a group of martial knights easily, at least he is a great master."

Princess Jinwu was slightly surprised.

This time when she came to the Great Yan Emperor's Capital, she brought five hundred heavily armored infantrymen on carriages and three hundred martial cavalry, all with black-blooded demon horses on their crotches, for a total of eight hundred warriors.

Although the three hundred martial cavalry are somewhat inferior to Dayan's Qilin Dragon Cavalry, in terms of combat power, the black-blooded martial cavalry is one of the top three in the world.

Originally, the first place was the Great Ming's Cang Yue Wolf Rider, the second was the Great Flame Dragon Rider, and the third was the Black Blood Martial Rider.

In the past sixty years, the first place has been changed to Dayan's Qilin Dragon Rider, the dragon-scaled horse that grew up by feeding on a thin and trace amount of dragon blood, and Dayan's specialty and expensive all-purpose medicinal gold - red gold, all of which are dominated by Dayan. capital.

"How come there are bandits outside the capital, and the security in Dayan is so bad?"

The eldest princess obviously didn't believe it.

She suspected that she was being watched.

After all, the things he transports are extremely valuable, and he has encountered similar situations before.

I'm afraid the bandits are fake, but someone is coveting the real thing.

On top of the distant mountain peaks.

A group of masked men in black, led by a woman in black with a high ponytail.

The young man wearing a bronze tiger mask returned with a knife in hand, clasped his fists and reported:

"Master Shadow Whistle, the harassment is over."

"Well, please step back first."

Lu Mingyuan looked at this woman and asked with concern: "Master Shizong, are you really enough?"

"enough."

The woman in black replaced the saber in her hand with a sword and jumped into the air.

Walking away in the air, like an immortal with Feng Xu Yufeng.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the swarming army at the bottom of the mountain. He felt that it would take half an hour to cut each one down one by one.

at this time.

The carriage was in all directions, and heavy armor wrapped around the carriage, forming a tortoise shell array.

Each of the Golden Crow warriors pulled out their swords from their waists, raised their sword blades high, and activated the inscriptions on the swords.

It forms a pentagonal luminous prism, like an upside-down golden bowl, indestructible.

This is the only way to deal with middle and fifth-grade masters, the Five Directions Burning Sky Golden Crow Sword Formation.

This is a special method commonly used in the army to prevent master Qi practitioners from attacking and killing the commander in front of the formation.

Boom——

Under the sky, a thunder exploded in the cloud-covered sky.

In the center of the void, there was a woman in black standing with a sword, her horse tail drifting away in the wind, and the world suddenly became silent at this moment.

Zheng——

The sword light shot out, shining with a dazzling green light in an instant, overwhelming the thunder in the sky.

The sword energy wraps around and jumps on the sword's edge, breaking through the air with the sword's tip.

The destructive sword energy directly cut off half of the mountain peak. The big tree above was broken in the middle, and the tree crown fell down, hitting the valley in the distance.

Lu Mingyuan was stunned.

"So strong."

This sword is unparalleled and falls to the ground like a dragon swimming in water.

Sweeping away 800 armored warriors.

It was like a gust of wind swept over, crushing countless straws in front of him, and the strong air wave smashed the sword formation into pieces.

Although he was a sword cultivator, it did not prevent him from understanding the mystery of this move. His sword skills were already perfect, and his sword intention was also great.

If someone walked into the center of the sword intention, his body would be torn apart by the invisible sword energy.

[Observing the sword skills of the immortals, triggering the trait "Grandmaster", and having learned "Fuyao Sword Skill", adding to the progress of the skills. ]

Lu Mingyuan looked at the text in front of him, checked the panel, and really saw the progress of "Fuyao Sword Skill".

"Skill: Fuyao Sword Skill (Sword One: 500/10000)"

I am a grandmaster, and I can observe all kinds of skills.

This is the fate of "Martial Honor".

Lu Mingyuan's hands suddenly itched, and he had the urge to hold a sword.

He entered the martial arts with a sword, and his sword power was perfect, his sword heart was cultivated, and his sword intention was initially formed.

Now he has touched the threshold of the sword.

The way of the sword is much harder and more complicated than the way of the sword, but there are many people who practice it, most of whom are mediocre, and only a few people with extraordinary talents can get a glimpse of the secrets.

Lu Mingyuan initially felt that he had no talent for sword practice, so he practiced the sword.

He looked again.

With one sword.

The area within a hundred miles was razed to the ground.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a woman wearing a gilded white skirt, with patterns of golden crows spreading their wings, and a veil stood in front of the army, unharmed.

The woman frowned and took out an ancient sword from the necklace on her collarbone inch by inch. The sword tip was hot and golden ice crystal-like. It appeared in the air, already extremely hot, the earth was scorched black, and the air was distorted.

Lu Mingyuan saw the sword in the woman's hand and narrowed his eyes: "The national treasure of Jinwu Kingdom, the immortal sword Jinyu that has been passed down for thousands of years, it seems that she is the eldest princess of Jinwu Kingdom, Luo Qiufu."

Just when Luo Qiufu took the sword, Lord Yingshao disappeared expressionlessly on the spot, turned into a hurricane, and attacked her.

The sword energy rushed into the sky and turned into a straight line of rainbow light.

Lu Mingyuan felt that this posture was not like a test at all, but really wanted to kill the eldest princess.

The three-foot green sword was very small compared to the sword energy that was more than ten feet high. Everyone's eyes were on the immortal sword in the eldest princess's hand.

Buzz!

The sword tip sounded lightly, and the flower of fierce flames bloomed.

The two forces confronted each other, the air was agitated, and the wind was blowing. The area of ​​several miles in radius instantly turned into a deep pit, burning the earth.

The immortal sword has a long heritage. Every owner of the immortal sword is a famous sword immortal, who is feared by the countries in the Middle Earth. If the immortal sword recognizes the master, it can be blessed and cross the border to fight the enemy.

The Immortal Sword will choose its master. It is useless to just seize it by force. Those who are capable will naturally have it.

The two rainbow lights kept colliding.

Until the two separated again.

The black-clothed woman held the sword across the sky, and a human-shaped soul woven with purple flames came out of her body. Lu Mingyuan immediately felt the terrifying sword aura in the void.

At this moment, the Dao Qi was like the sun, the light was bright, and the sword energy was like a thousand-foot wave, completely overshadowing the power of the Immortal Sword.

"Zheng!"

A purple light with a meteor trail seemed to overwhelm the sky.

Luo Qiufu's body was directly blown away by the power of the sword energy.

The veil fell, revealing a delicate face with eyebrows like distant black, and a head of hair like ink splashed on the shoulders. There was an indescribable quiet beauty on the plain face, with ice-like skin and a generous demeanor. Especially after taking off the veil, the beautiful and fairy-like temperament was mixed with a sense of tenderness.

Lu Mingyuan did not expect that the eldest princess would be defeated so quickly under such swordsmanship.

The golden feather of the immortal sword still stayed in the void, the flames rolled, and waves of air splashed around.

"Ying!"

A cry came, and a rising golden crow phantom hit the black-clothed woman's soul heavily.

"Puff!"

The black-clothed woman consumed a lot of energy and was finally defeated. She spit out a large mouthful of blood, her breath was decadent, and the lofty soul phantom suddenly dissipated and fell to the ground.

The golden crow phantom was relentless, as if blaming the other party for hurting its master.

It swooped down again.

It knocked the other party to the ground.

The army quickly surrounded them to protect the safety of the princess.

At this time, Lu Mingyuan was in a dilemma.

Should he continue to implement the plan or save people? His boss seemed to be dying?

At this time, the six-line tortoise shell in the main body's mind was suddenly activated.

It turned into two rays of light.

[The oriole is behind, borrowing a knife to kill, the disaster left by the golden crow, facing the peach blossom disaster. 】

[The upper line is a lucky hexagram, waiting for an opportunity, not saving someone, and continuing to execute the plan. If it is a blessing, you will be favored by a beautiful woman and can avoid the remaining troubles. If it is a disaster, you will be deeply trapped in the trouble of peach blossoms and the trouble of the Golden Crow. The blue fate of "Fate of Peach Blossoms" can be directly promoted to the purple fate of "Imperial Nobles", very lucky! 】

[The middle line is an unlucky hexagram, eager to save people, saving the shadow whistle, if it is a blessing, you will avoid the trouble of the Golden Crow. If it is a disaster, the second prince will investigate the truth and the infiltration plan will be leaked, medium bad! 】

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