Of course, this wasn't the skill of a sword immortal, but a strange Taoist technique. Since Taoism took killing demons as their responsibility, they naturally had their own mysterious skills. With a flip of Old Daoist Mi's finger, the thirty-six swords all pointed downwards towards the red armor on the ground. The old Daoist, who had studied spells for half his life, silently chanted an incantation, and the sword formation rapidly descended! Speaking of which, it was strange that when they were on the small path, other than being broken by Li Chungang's Mysterious Dewdrops Finger and the Umbrella Transforming Into Tornado, even the horse and Lv Qiantang's big sword could not hurt it the slightest bit. Right now, unexpectedly the wooden sword made from the peach tree pierced through the armor one after another, no less than thirty-six swords, turning the red armor into a hedgehog. Wei Shuyang's skills weren't limited to this. Through His Royal Highness's drawing of the cloud patterns on the water armor, he could infer how the red armor operated like Qi. The old Taoist bent his finger again and drove the two peach wood swords at his waist a few inches deeper into the armor. He said in a deep voice, "Yang Qingfeng, hold these two swords and take off the armor!"
Yang Qingfeng retreated and returned. He grabbed the two peach wood swords with both hands and slashed it heavily, directly cutting the red armor in half!
The Red Armor Talisman General that was like an undead ferocious chief finally stopped moving.
Wei Shuyang felt relieved. Seeing that the strange young master on the archway still didn't react, he thought for a moment and said in shock, "Not good! Yang Qingfeng, quickly inform His Highness to be careful of the earth armor! "
On the archway, Zhao Kai frowned and muttered to himself, "He sensed it?"
He lowered his head and laughed, "Little Jin, I didn't expect that Little Wood would be destroyed by that warlock before it could be of any use. Go, avenge Little Wood."
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It was a joke to be a general in Beiliang who didn't dare to charge into battle. From the King of Beiliang Xu Xiao to the little butcher Chen Zhibao to the invincible white bear Yuan Zuozong with a silver spear, who wasn't brave enough to take the lead? Facing the incomparably valiant Wang Mingyin, Ning Emei dragged his halberd and charged forward. His horse was heavily armored, and his halberd was fierce. Under his command, the crossbows behind him continued to shoot without stopping, regardless of whether they would accidentally injure him. Ning Emei wanted to exhaust this world's best martial artist to death. He urged his horse towards Wang Mingyin who was striding towards him. Enemies met on a narrow path! Ning Emei's iron halberd accurately pierced into the man's chest. At the border of Beiliang, countless Beimang enemies were pierced into the air by his halberd.
Wang Mingyin's footsteps paused slightly. He stretched out an arm and punched the iron halberd. The halberd trembled. Ning Emei didn't let go of it, but the tip of the halberd could only stab downwards. Wang Mingyin leapt into the air and kicked Ning Emei off his horse!
Ning Emei was indeed a fierce general. Wang Mingyin's kick left a huge imprint on his chest armor. However, he didn't fall to the ground after falling from his horse. He used the heavy halberd to drag the ground to reduce the force brought by the martial artist. When he stood still, Ning Emei's mouth was clearly oozing thick blood. Wang Mingyin didn't seem to expect this Beiliang martial artist to be able to stand and not fall. There was a strange look in his eyes. He didn't rush to attack and didn't care about the crossbows. Once the arrows got close to him, he easily reached out with his hand. The sharp arrows of the Mountain Opening Crossbows were like soft cotton that didn't hurt or itch to him. Ning Emei saw that Wang Mingyin wasn't moving. He abruptly stabbed his halberd into the ground and took off his helmet with both hands. He threw away his bag full of short halberds and then brazenly took off his armor.
Wang Mingyin was expressionless the entire time. He waited until the brave general pulled out his halberd before he stepped forward.
Facing Ning Emei, who was ranked eleventh in the world, alone, he also silently charged forward.
Indeed, if he wanted to kill someone, then he would kill someone. Why would he have so much nonsense to say? Just fight to your heart's content. Was there a need to flatter or slander each other?
The halberd under Ning Emei's horse still had an astonishing momentum. It cut, pierced, hooked, pecked, and spun as he wished. The halberd, which weighed nearly a hundred pounds, was swung in his hand with Yin and Yang. Wang Mingyin maintained the stiff face of a poor farmer. Faced with the ferocious attack of the halberd, he raised his arm to block. It could be seen that the hard body of the halberd was squeezed into an arc. When it was pressed to the limit, the halberd rebounded at an even faster speed. Ning Emei used the momentum to turn his body. His feet twisted a circular hole in the ground, and the halberd cleaved a large circle in the air, producing an ear-piercing sound of wind. The "Bo" halberd once again smashed toward Wang Mingyin. The latter, who had been handling it single-handedly all this time, stuck his left palm to the halberd. His right hand went around the halberd and held it with both palms facing each other. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, Ning Emei was unwilling to let go of the halberd. Even though his palm exploded with blood, even though his tall and sturdy body was pulled into a large arc, the shoes on his feet were immediately tattered and dust flew around him.
Wang Mingyin, who had previously said that he wanted to borrow the heir's head, finally spoke a second time. "Let me borrow your halberd."
Ning Emei's halberd immediately left his hand. The thick arm holding the halberd drooped down powerlessly, fresh blood dripping down.
Wang Mingyin had obtained the halberd, but he didn't use it.
He tossed it out and nailed a crossbow-wielding Beiliang cavalryman to the ground.
The halberd's tip was pointed up, and the corpse was on the ground. The halberd's body trembled slightly.
Ning Emei didn't even look at the predictably tragic situation. He drew his Beiliang blade with his left hand.
Wang Mingyin asked, "You're not retreating?"
Ning Emei's lips moved slightly, but no sound could be heard.
The cold, shiny blade in his hand showed no signs of returning to its sheath.
Wang Mingyin sighed softly. He walked toward this Beiliang cavalry general, fully deserving of his reputation. He was determined to kill him. Although this would delay him from taking the Beiliang heir's head, these Beiliang soldiers made it clear that they wouldn't rest until one of them was dead.
In front of the carriage, Pei Nanwei was shocked beyond words by the scene in front of her eyes.
First, there was an unknown assassin trying to burrow out of the ground to assassinate Hsu Fengnian. Then, there was this saber-adorned His Royal Highness stabbing down. No matter how ignorant Pei Nanwei was, she could still feel that this blade wasn't just for show. If it was just this, Pei Nanwei would have been more willing to turn her head to watch the confrontation between the two swordsmen at the end of the official road, or to see how the farmer cut through the Beiliang cavalry's formation like a hot knife through butter. However, the assassin underground seemed to be proficient in divination. He didn't always hide underground, but could move about underground. After being stabbed by Hsu Fengnian, he immediately burst out of the ground nearby. Hsu Fengnian's Embroidered Winter Blade swept out, chopping directly at the waist of the red-armored seal general, sending countless sparks flying.
In one breath, he reached the Yellow Court.
The faint purple mark between Hsu Fengnian's eyebrows became more and more obvious.
Hsu Fengnian's strike hit its target. In the blink of an eye, the one-handed Embroidered Winter Blade became a two-handed grip. Instead of retreating, he advanced, not five steps away from the red-armored seal general. Why should one walk ten steps to kill someone?
The two-handed Embroidered Winter Blade swept out a resplendent ray of light, cutting from the red-armored seal's head to his waist. Another long string of dazzling sparks flew!
This blade came from the Splitting Waterfall on Mount Wudang.
Earth Armor's fist smashed down, but Hsu Fengnian had already smoothly retracted his blade. The trajectory was extremely beautiful, and the strength he exerted was fierce, but there was still plenty of strength to be accumulated.
Accumulating strength was for the next blade. Why did Hsu Fengnian choose to practice swordsmanship instead of standing swordsmanship when he was picking secret manuals on the mountain? It was because he was fond of the hob, which was a different approach to swordsmanship, but the result was the same. Hsu Fengnian held Embroidered Winter Blade without hesitation, stabbing forward with the momentum of a rainbow piercing the sun. This was clearly the most decisive and domineering Thorn Whale from the Forbidden Villa's 《Whale Killing Sword》! The Whale Killing Sword was similarly majestic when used with a blade. The tip of Embroidered Winter Blade pierced the red-armored seal general's chest. Hsu Fengnian did not seem to feel the skin on his palm being stained with blood. The blade stabbed forward without any hesitation! Earth Armor's heavy feet slid backwards, sliding again and again!
The Thorn Whale succeeded in one strike.
The two-handed grip became one-handed.
The Spring Thunder exploded out of the scabbard!
Hsu Fengnian's left hand was simple and unadorned Spring Thunder. The moment the blade struck, it was the most exquisite sword style from the 《Greenwater Pavilion Sword Practice Manual》, Overlapping Thunder!
In an instant, six claps of thunder sounded.
All of them smashed into Earth Armor's waist.
After the Overlapping Thunder and Thorn Whale, Embroidered Winter Blade used the swordsmanship of the 《Thousand Sword Grass Compendium》. The Spring Thunder also did not stop, and used the "Covering Armor" of the previous generation Wu family's Sword Tomb sword attendant Zhao Yutai.
Earth Armor staggered backwards.
Following that, Hsu Fengnian used a total of sixteen blades in one go.
Every blade contained the essence of the ancestors' blood and sweat!
When Hsu Fengnian finally retreated, although the red-armored seal general did not show any signs of defeat, he no longer had any arrogance to speak of.
Pei Nanwei saw the Crown Prince of Beiliang standing confidently with long and short blades in his hands. She could only see the side of his face.
He was grinning maliciously.
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