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Chapter 109

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"Shh …"

The anger subsided, Ming Of Silla disappeared, the world-destroying flames were extinguished, and Zhao Feirong's spirit escaped after screaming, disappearing without a trace.

This series of changes happened in the blink of an eye. The world outside the sword also happened in the blink of an eye.

Hong Yi let out a long sigh, feeling that the fire in his heart could not be quelled. He knew that he had forcefully visualized Ming Of Silla and used his own anger to replace the Buddha's anger. Finally, he had broken Zhao Feirong's Galaxy Vortex, but his anger had hurt his spirit.

Ming Of Silla was the manifestation of the Buddha's anger. Once the Buddha was angry, his anger could destroy the world. This was a great power of thought and resentment.

"If I wasn't in the divine sword, I would barely be able to visualize Rakshasa King with my murderous thoughts, let alone Ming Of Silla. In the future, even if I'm in the divine sword, it's better to be cautious when using such dangerous Taoist techniques. Otherwise, sooner or later, I'll be playing with fire and burn myself." As he pondered, Hong Yi repeated the thought of the future Buddha more than ten times. Only then did he finally calm down.

"Clang!"

The situation on the battlefield was imprinted in his eyes.

The overall situation was set. A large number of saber token soldiers, pikemen, crossbowmen, and cavalry had already rushed into the manor. The outer wall of the manor had been damaged at some point, and more soldiers stepped on the damaged wall and rushed in.

Although there were still earth-shattering sounds of weapons clashing, shouting, and fighting coming from the manor, showing the fierce resistance inside, it was of no use. Sooner or later, they would be killed by the endless stream of soldiers.

This was also an outcome that had long been decided.

No matter how strong a manor was, it was impossible to resist the encirclement and suppression of a province and eight battalions of horses and horses. Otherwise, the Da Qian court would have long been destroyed.

"Brother Chi, come with me! Let's hunt down the demoness together! "

"Lord Hou, please send experts to guard me. The demoness is already injured, and this is a great opportunity. We can't let her escape, or all our efforts will be in vain."

Hong Yi looked at the battlefield, calmed his mind, and suddenly shouted.

"First Battalion Commander, Second Battalion Commander, Third Battalion Commander, Fourth Battalion Commander! Hurry up and follow Hong Yi to kill the demoness! Bring her to me alive! If you can't catch her alive, bring her head to me! "

When Hou Qingchen suddenly waved his hand and issued a hurried order, Hong Yi, Chi Zhuiyang, Mu The Younger, and Shen Tiezhu slapped their horses and charged into the manor.

At the same time, four cavalrymen rushed out from the army and closed in on Hong Yi, following closely within a hundred steps.

These four cavalrymen all wore fish-scale armors and wielded cavalry sabers that were six feet long. Although the horses they rode on were not famous horses like Huo Luo or Dark Blood, there were no other colors on them. Their manes were yellow and shiny. They were the Da Qian's superior warhorses, the Treasure Yellow Colts.

Their martial arts had already reached the level of a top-notch Martial Master. Their faces were especially firm and unwavering. In terms of spirit and temperament, they were much more powerful than the experts and bodyguards beside Hou Qingchen.

They were the commanders of the four battalions of Wu Yuansheng's eight battalions and were considered high-ranking military officers.

"Junior Sister, let's leave quickly! There are too many of them, we can't hold them off. "

At the same time, in the training field at the backyard of the White Cloud Manor, which was extremely spacious and had a circumference of three thousand steps, eight young men dressed in white leather armor and holding spears of the same color were leading dozens of black-clothed men in a desperate fight.

Liu Baiyun was among them. He wore a black sharkskin armor and held a Coiled Snake Spear in his hand. He rode on a handsome and elegant white horse. Under the sunlight, the white horse's mane shone with a platinum color, making it look like a lion.

This horse was tall and muscular. It seemed even more robust and smooth than the Lightning Chaser Horse. As it walked, its muscles swelled, giving people the impression that it was as indestructible as steel. It also had the majesty of a king of beasts, like a lion or a tiger.

This was the Jade Night Lion, a famous horse that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

The White Cloud Manor's martial arts field was the manor's last line of defense. Behind the martial arts field was a passageway that wound around the back of the mountain and led directly to a large river from Wu Yuansheng to the south, the Great Cang River.

The Great Cang River was vast and boundless. If they escaped into it, the four thousand soldiers would be of no use, unless Hou Qingchen mobilized the navy ships to encircle them. However, the mobilization of the navy ships required the approval of the governor's office of the thirteen provinces of the Central Province. Therefore, Liu Baiyun's plan was very good. He would block the soldiers in the martial arts field and buy time for his family to leave with the treasures. Then, he would use the prepared ships to escape into the Great Cang River. That way, there would be no more problems.

At the entrance of the martial arts field, a steady stream of soldiers rushed in. Liu Baiyun rode to the left and right. His spear was everywhere, and blood splattered like peach blossoms. Every spear strike took away a soldier's life. This showed his exquisite martial arts skills.

In fact, as a disciple of the Daluo who came to the Central Province under the leadership of Wu Yuansheng's underworld, he had already entered the Innate Realm! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to subdue a province's underworld heroes.

At this moment, Zhao Feirong was standing at the back of the martial arts field, facing the slaughter in front of her. She didn't move an inch, as if her mind was somewhere else.

Seeing more and more soldiers rushing in, and even more cavalry and crossbowmen rushing in, the crossbow arrows were like flying locusts, killing many of his own men of sacrifice. Liu Baiyun knew that he couldn't hold them off anymore!

With a turn of his spear, he flicked away a few arrows with weakened strength. Liu Baiyun roared, "Five Elders of the White Cloud, take Junior Sister and leave quickly."

"Alright!"

The five experts who were fighting in the crowd suddenly retreated. These five people were all top-notch Martial Masters, comparable to the level of the Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles. They were the underworld experts that Liu Baiyun had bribed with a large sum of money.

"There's no need, let's go!"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and everyone in the martial arts field felt a chill run down their spines. Zhao Feirong suddenly came back to her senses. Her face was frighteningly pale, but her eyes were filled with a deep killing intent, as well as a trace of excitement.

"Ming Of Silla, Ming Of Silla, Buddha's Fury, World Ending Ming Of Silla. Such supreme Daoist techniques are rarely recorded in the scriptures of the Daizen Temple. What is he cultivating? One of the five top secret scriptures of the Daizen Temple, the Prajna Bodhisattva Sutra? The Bodhi Heaven Human Sutra? The Eight Divine King Sutra? The Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra? Or the Formless Sutra? No, no, these top Daoist techniques may be magical, but this Hong Yi's spirit is so weak, yet he could survive the explosion of the Explosive Flame Talisman Sword. These scriptures don't have such miracles. Could it be? Could it be the legendary past … the Amitabha Sutra? "

"Impossible? Impossible? That's not impossible! Haha, haha, what an ant. I really underestimated you, underestimated you. But now that I've guessed your background, how can I let you go? Although you injured my spirit, I only need to rest for a few months, and I will be as good as new! When that time comes, I'll deal with you! If you really cultivate the Amitabha Sutra, then I will definitely get you! Legend has it that after cultivating this sutra, one will be invincible and become a Yang Spirit! If I can become a Yang Spirit, who in the world can be my match? "

In an instant, Zhao Feirong's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Beep!

Just at this moment, two or three riders charged in. The soldiers on the riders drew their bows and nocked their arrows. A few sharp arrows whistled as they flew towards Zhao Feirong's chest.

"Hmph!"

In the face of these arrows, Zhao Feirong did not dodge. She drew an arc with her hand. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! The arrows were like docile pigeons, falling into her hands in an instant.

After catching a few arrows, Zhao Feirong raised her hand, and the arrows were ten times faster than they came. In an instant, they pierced through the chests of several cavalrymen and pierced through their armors. They fell off their horses and died!

"You want to hit me with an eighty-pound bow? You're too naive. " Zhao Feirong lowered her eyes, stepped on the ground, and jumped up violently. In an instant, she covered a distance of sixteen or seventeen steps and landed on the back of Liu Baiyun's Jade Night Lion Horse.

"Let's go!"

Liu Baiyun understood. With a roar, he turned the horse's head violently and pushed the horse's horsepower to the maximum.

The Jade Night Lion Horse was indeed a divine horse. With a sudden burst of strength, it jumped up and jumped over the wall that was taller than a person's height with the two of them! Like a heavenly dragon rising, they reached the mountain road outside the martial arts field in an instant and ran back violently. In a few moments, they were five or six hundred steps away, leaving any pursuers far behind.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Hong Yi also rushed to the back. He saw this scene with his own eyes, especially the way Zhao Feirong borrowed the arrows and threw them. This technique instantly reminded him of the day when the Daoists of Lifeless Path and Zhen Kong Path assassinated his father, Hong Xuanji. Hong Xuanji caught the flying sword with his bare hands and threw it to kill the enemy.

Hong Yi had some small achievements in martial arts. He could also see that this technique felt like the peak of martial arts. It was unbelievably profound and mysterious.

"Is this the technique of All Heaven's Death Wheel?"

Based on his intuition, Hong Yi guessed that this technique was probably Hong Xuanji's peerless fist technique, All Heaven's Death Wheel.

Although he was guessing, Hong Yi still urged his horse and chased fiercely. Behind him, Chi Zhuiyang, Shen Tiezhu, Mu The Younger, and the commanders of the four camps were all good horses, so they could keep up. Out of the martial arts field, they went up the mountain road behind the White Cloud Villa!

On the winding mountain road, the Jade Night Lion left a trail of dust in its wake, followed closely by eight riders. In a short while, they had chased for more than ten miles. Vaguely, they turned around the top of the mountain and looked down. On the other side of the mountain, there was an incomparably wide white belt lying on the ground. That was the Great Cang River.

Communicating with Lightning Stallion through his mind, Hong Yi gripped the reins tightly with both hands and tried to adjust his posture to avoid being shaken. At the same time, he used all his strength to stabilize his spirit and suddenly entered the "Punisher" Peach Celestial Sword. The dark green sword shadow soared into the air, twice as fast as the horse, leaving a long transparent tail in the void. It exploded with a deafening explosion as it struck at Zhao Feirong, who was on the Jade Night Lion seven or eight hundred steps ahead of him.

The power and speed of this sword was infinitely close to Wu Sheng's strength.

According to the martial scriptures, Wu Sheng's strength could "break through the air and explode with a tail of light, killing people from a thousand steps away."

"Spear, come!"

At this moment, Zhao Feirong, who was riding on the horse, suddenly screamed. She reached out and snatched the "Coiled Snake Spear" from Liu Baiyun's hand. Turning around, the spear let out an explosive sound as it accurately hit the blade of the sword. The huge force caused the sword to tilt and roll, spinning in the air for more than ten times before it came to a stop!

The power of Zhao Feirong's spear was equally huge! However, it was not the power of the spirit, but the pure power of the flesh!

"Hong Yi, do you really think that you can use a flying sword to kill me?" Zhao Feirong suddenly jumped off the horse, spear in hand, and looked at the flying sword that had stopped in the air.

"Why did you use martial arts? The feeling just now was not good, right? I injured your spirit, and now you can't leave your shell to drive anything, let alone show your form! "

Hong Yi's voice came from the blade of the sword.

Hong Yi knew that Zhao Feirong had dismounted from her horse and used her spear to block his flying sword. She did not use any dao techniques to teleport objects. This meant that her soul was indeed severely injured! She could no longer drive anything, let alone show her form and display all kinds of Taoist techniques.

Now that he was in a situation like this, he was already in an invincible position.

"Little ant, you probably think that you are in an invincible position? That's right, I can't leave my shell, drive anything, or show my form, but I can use fist techniques and martial arts. You don't know, I practice both martial arts and Taoist techniques. What I am most proud of is not Taoist techniques, but martial arts. "

Zhao Feirong held her spear and stood there, unmoved. She looked at the eight riders who were chasing her from afar. "I'll kill all of you first, then I'll deal with you!"

"I wonder who's going to kill who?" Hong Yi laughed coldly. The green Evil Vanquisher Celestial Peach Sword in the air trembled and suddenly rushed into the air. It stopped, and with a diving momentum, it descended rapidly, aiming for Zhao Feirong's head.

Zhao Feirong did not move, only calling out, "Liu Baiyun, be careful!"

As expected, Hong Yi's sword suddenly turned halfway down, and actually attacked Liu Baiyun, who was riding the Jade Night Lion.

Whoosh!

Faced with the flying sword, Liu Baiyun did not have a spear in his hand. He quickly pulled out his saber and slashed at Evil Vanquisher. Dang! The saber and sword clashed, and the saber was sent flying.

Hong Yi wielded Evil Vanquisher Celestial Peach Sword. The sword's strength was equivalent to that of an elite Martial Grandmaster, close to Wu Sheng. How could Liu Baiyun's strength block it?

With a twist, the sword slashed through Liu Baiyun's neck, causing him to fall from his horse.

Although Liu Baiyun's martial arts were at the Innate Realm, it was only at the primary level. It could not compare to Chi Zhuiyang. And when Hong Yi used the Blood Vein Needle, Chi Zhuiyang could not block it, let alone when he used Celestial Peach Sword.

After killing Liu Baiyun, Hong Yi's sword suddenly flew back, once again shooting towards Zhao Feirong. This was the Wolf Moon Sword Art's "Feint in the East".

Zhao Feirong held her spear, looking at the sword's momentum. Suddenly, she violently stomped her foot, and the spear's momentum trembled. Circles of spear shadows appeared, and within the shadows, the spear's tip flashed. It was unknown which point was the accurate spear tip.

"Daluo Constellation Spear Technique, Star Shattering Strike. Brother Hong, be careful!" Chi Zhuiyang roared, pulling Penetrating Rainbow from afar, shooting an arrow.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

Hong Yi's sword pierced forward, and this sword just happened to meet the spear shadow. It plunged into the spear screen, and immediately felt the sword tremble violently, swaying left and right, continuously receiving huge blows. His divine soul was actually unable to control it.

"This Zhao Feirong's spear technique is actually so superb." Hong Yi knew that his flying sword had been hit by Zhao Feirong's Coiled Snake Spear, and then hit again. After dozens of hits, the force caused the sword to sway left and right. No matter how strong his divine soul was, it was difficult to control!

Fortunately, this was a divine soul sword. If it was a real martial arts battle, his body would have already been riddled with dozens of holes. If it was an ordinary sword, it would have already been completely shattered.

Sou!

Zhao Feirong's body moved, casually dodging Chi Zhuiyang's arrow. She giggled, "Hong Yi, have a taste of this spear's Wheel of Life and Death!"

As she spoke, she backhanded her spear again, hitting the Celestial Peach Sword that had not yet stabilized. This time, the spear moved in an oval shape, the tip of the spear faster than lightning, slapping the sword and swinging it left and right. It was like glue, sticking to the Celestial Peach Sword, causing the sword to spin on the spear tip like a windmill.

Hong Yi felt that his sword was spinning violently with the spear. No matter how much force he used to fly, it was blocked by the other party's spear. He could not rush out, nor could he fly.

The Celestial Peach Sword was like a bird caught in the hands of a top expert. No matter how it flapped its wings, it could not fly.

"All Heavens Death Wheel is so terrifying?"

At this moment, Hong Yi finally understood how terrifying Hong Xuanji was. If he obtained the Celestial Peach Sword and immediately went to find him, he would probably be beaten to a pulp.

"Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon."

Faced with such a terrifying spear technique, Hong Yi focused his spirit and controlled the sword to suddenly swing, rebounding fiercely. It was like a giant wolf howling at the moon in the sky, using its immense strength to make the most ferocious attack. Finally, it was able to break free from the spear tip and the sword's windmill spinning restraint.

"The power of the Celestial Peach Sword is indeed not bad."

Zhao Feirong laughed coldly again. Seeing that the Celestial Peach Sword was about to fly up, she swung her spear again.

But at this moment, Chi Zhuiyang had already neared, shooting from both sides, each hand holding five arrows. Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! They were aimed at various parts of Zhao Feirong's body, completely sealing off all her escape routes.

"Flying Fish Chain Shot?" Zhao Feirong's eyes flashed, and she turned around to fire another spear. Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, the spear blocked the five arrows. Then, she turned around and fired another spear, stopping Hong Yi's flying sword from stabbing again!

The Coiled Snake Spear in Zhao Feirong's hands was like a dragon, changing its form and strength. Hong Yi's flying sword was unable to gain any advantage over it.

But at this moment, on the mountain path, the cavalry and infantry had already completely broken through the White Cloud Mountain Manor and caught up.

Zhao Feirong also noticed this situation. Suddenly, with a long whistle, she fired five consecutive spear strikes, causing the Celestial Peach Sword to tumble. Seizing this opportunity, this woman once again displayed her ferocious side. Instead of retreating, she advanced, moving like a shooting star towards Chi Zhuiyang's horse.

A distance of a few hundred steps, she charged forward with her spear. Shua, shua, shua, shua, shua. In a few breaths, she was even faster than a horse, charging towards Chi Zhuiyang. She fired another spear strike, intending to stab Chi Zhuiyang to death with one strike.

Chi Zhuiyang cried out in alarm. His opponent's spear force surged towards him, and shadows were everywhere. There was no way to block it. In the midst of the chaos, he used the Belly Concealment Technique and rolled under the horse's belly. Then, his body moved like a leopard, clawing at the ground and leaping out.

Peng!

This time, Chi Zhuiyang escaped misfortune, but the Dark Blooded Horse beneath him was in trouble. The Dark Blooded Horse let out a long neigh, a cry of extreme pain. There were already dozens of bloody holes on its body.

The last spear strike actually pierced through the horse's neck, and Zhao Feirong flicked it up.

A thousand-pound horse was pierced by Zhao Feirong's spear, and with a flick, the horse's corpse actually flew up. Then, with another shake, the horse's corpse immediately broke into several pieces, and black blood rained down from the sky.

Chi, chi, chi, chi, chi!

At this moment, Mu The Younger and Shen Tiezhu fired their Flying Locust Repeating Crossbows, and a series of crossbow bolts shot towards Zhao Feirong.

Zhao Feirong snorted coldly again, and her body flashed once more, causing the crossbow bolts to miss.

At this moment, a green shadow flashed, and thunder roared. Boom, boom, boom. Hong Yi controlled his flying sword to slash at Zhao Feirong's neck.

After Hong Yi stabilized his sword stance, he once again gathered his spiritual energy, and pushed the flying sword's power to the maximum, and rushed over.

"That spear strike just now actually didn't kill a single person?" Zhao Feirong had just launched a ferocious strike, and she was prepared to kill one person before leaving calmly. However, she did not expect to be blocked by the Flying Locust Repeating Crossbow. Furthermore, Chi Zhuiyang was so alert, and he turned around under the horse's belly, dodging the attack.

With a thought, she knew that killing people to vent her anger was a little unrealistic. She immediately turned around, and with another spear strike, she used the Wheel of Life and Death, and circled Hong Yi's flying sword, blocking the sword stance, and continued to run.

"Demoness, you want to leave?"

Chi Zhuiyang crawled up from the ground, and his heart was boiling with anger. At the same time, he was also shocked to the extreme. Just now, it could be said that he had never been in such danger in his life. If he had been a little careless, he would have died. Now, seeing Zhao Feirong dashing forward, and using her spear to block Hong Yi's flying sword, Chi Zhuiyang knew that the attack just now had consumed a lot of Zhao Feirong's physical strength. After all, she was not Wu Sheng.

Moreover, Hong Yi's flying sword also posed a huge hindrance to Zhao Feirong.

At this time, Zhao Feirong's counterattack had not succeeded, and she was preparing to leave. But how could Chi Zhuiyang wait for her to leave? He took a deep breath, and his eyes widened. He took a few deep breaths, and his face flushed red. His whole body tensed up, and from his nose came out a hissing sound, like that of a snake.

After this action was done, he suddenly picked up Penetrating Rainbow, and with one hand, he grabbed the quiver. His body moved around, and he shot nine arrows at Zhao Feirong!

Nine arrows shot in one shot! Puff! Chi Zhuiyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his hands hung down softly. He no longer had any strength, and his body went limp.

This was the most powerful archery skill in Xuantian Hall, "Sky Snake Nine Arrows". It was the supreme archery skill used to kill martial dao masters. With Chi Zhuiyang's strength, shooting nine arrows in a row also injured his internal organs, muscles, and bones.

Nine arrows shot out like a snake, and went straight to Zhao Feirong from above, below, left, and right. There was an arrow that actually stuck to the ground, shooting at her feet! It was very secretive.

"Huh?"

Just at the moment when Chi Zhuiyang drew his bow, a strong sense of danger rose in Zhao Feirong's heart. After blocking Hong Yi's flying sword with one spear, she turned around and saw nine arrows flying.

Her eyebrows twitched, and she held the spear horizontally. She turned her waist in a big circle, and her body flickered, dodging six arrows, and deflecting two. She lifted her foot and stepped down, and she actually stepped on an arrow, and stepped on the ground!

"Good chance!"

Hong Yi was very perceptive, and the future Buddha flashed in his mind. His Divine Soul was unprecedentedly condensed! The sword momentum was pushed to the maximum, and suddenly rushed up, turning into a green rainbow, and went straight down.

This was the "Rainbow Pierces the Sun".

Puff! The sword directly cut the snake spear in half, and stabbed into Zhao Feirong's heart.

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