It sounded like one sound, but it was actually five metal collisions in succession, almost at the same time, and naturally mixed together.
At this moment, there was deathly silence both above and below the city. With Zong Shou's Xiantian realm strength, even with the power of the outer elixir, he could not break through the five wolf-toothed spiritual arrows, each carrying tens of millions of kilograms of power.
However, in this crazy wind, the five arrows only need to be deflected slightly to make them fall into the air. And the five Yun Yan flying knives that finally appeared were also extremely accurate and hit the end of the arrow tip, which is the most vulnerable place. And the arrow paths immediately deviated. The slightest difference is a thousand miles away, and they all miss Zong Shou in mid-air.
Seeing this scene with their own eyes, both You Wusheng and the old man named Xue on the city wall looked dazed. Shock, astonishment and disbelief, all the emotions surged from his chest like waves.
Na You Wusheng clenched his fist and almost bit all the steel teeth into pieces!
How could it be possible, in the midst of a crazy hurricane, to hit the arrow that was shooting at high speed? How could there be such exquisite flying knife skills in this world
How did he calculate the changes in the wind, and how could he predict the trajectory of his spiked arrow in advance
Such a unique skill in the world actually appeared in the hands of a child less than fifteen years old - this prince of Qiantian Mountain, in addition to the innate realm, was far more unpredictable than he expected.
Under the city tower, Hu Zhongyuan and Tan Tao each let out a tiger roar after a period of silence.
Then they jumped up and jumped into the air. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and when the two of them joined together, they instantly weaved a dense curtain of swords around Zong Shou. Count all the arrows that are flying and shoot them down one by one.
At this moment in my heart, I was almost moved to the point of crying. Zong Shou was able to break through the five wolf-fang arrows that carried millions of kilograms of power, but he could never avoid the dense rain of thousands of arrows and the 150 four-armed giant crossbows on the top of the city.
Soar into the air and put yourself in danger. It had puzzled them for a while before, but now, in their eyes, they were extremely different. One by one, this is clearly the prince, and he has entrusted his life and death to their hands! He entrusted his back to them without reservation and almost completely.
If a scholar dies for a confidant, and the king treats him with sincerity, how can the minister not repay him with death? I just feel that with such a master, who is completely trusted, even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets.
At this moment, neither Hu Zhongyuan nor Tan Tao had anything else in mind. only left with! The idea is that even if I lose my life this time, I will protect the crown prince with all my strength!
The light of the Huba Sword and the Yuanyang Sword rotated rapidly, and nearly 120% of the normal combat power exploded in the bodies of the two of them. Countless knife shadows cut like a storm. Crush all arrows that come close.
However, their strength gradually reached its limit. Several giant crossbow arrows suddenly shuttled through the gap in the knife shadow.
Just when Hu Zhongyuan and Tan Tao both had green faces and anxious eyes.
Another two rays of sword light, one long and one short, joined the blade storm.
All the remaining arrows were chopped into pieces.
When the two of them sank, they landed on the saddle again. When he looked again, he saw Li Luo chasing him from behind. Although he was hit by several arrows and suffered heavy injuries, he smiled without changing his face: "The two of you are really good at swordsmanship! I have never seen such a tacit understanding of swordsmanship in Liluo! Thousands of arrows fired in unison, unexpectedly It can also be broken.”
Hu Zhongyuan and Tan Tao looked at each other and felt a stream of hot blood flowing between them. Du Ju laughed loudly: "Brother Li is also a good man! I admire him!"
The tiger in the Central Plains is even more eager to look forward. The battle at this moment is far from over! He must help the prince to capture this city.
On top of the city wall, when You Wusheng looked at Zong Yuan's figure, it was less than three feet away from the top of the city. Thunder light surged all over his body, and even the spiritual formation within the city seemed unable to stop it. The invisible barrier was broken open as quickly as a broken bamboo. His expression finally changed, and he felt a thump in his heart, suddenly having a very bad premonition.
The middle-aged man named Xue next to him also had a serious look on his face: "Put yourself in danger to attract arrows and crossbows. Cover Zongyuan Chongcheng? Hey, this prince is really very calculating and courageous!"
You Wusheng was slightly startled, and looked around again. He saw that most of the armored archers around him had stunned expressions at this moment. They seemed to be shocked that the prince, whom they thought was incapable of cultivation, could be so powerful, and he could not recover for a long time. The current situation. It is obvious that there is no hope at all.
He couldn't help but grit his teeth and clenched the spiritual bow in his hand again: "Bo Hai, Ren Li! Stop this person! Today I want to see how many of my arrows this future unparalleled general, the Purple Thunder Spear, can block today!" "The two Xuanwu Grandmasters nearby did not respond and just flew over from dozens of feet away, each holding a knife and a stick, and they almost moved at the same time. He rushed towards Zongyuan in mid-air.
The middle-aged man named Xue frowned slightly and continued to look hundreds of feet away.
I saw that Zong Shou, after his figure soared to a height of forty-five feet, he did not fall down. Instead, there was a bright purple sword under his feet, which was nearly twice as fast as before. He was swaying and speeding towards the city head.
The middle-aged man named Xue couldn't help shaking his head, somewhat in disbelief. He opened his eyes wide and looked carefully again, but immediately there was a hissing sound and a gasp of cold air.
"Flying with the sword is actually a Night Travel Realm spiritual master who has condensed the five true talismans!"
In my mind, I felt like a mountain was shaking, and I felt that this state of mind was almost lost.
Then the next moment, two more tiny sword lights were seen in Zong Shou's sleeves, one after another, one after another, shuttled out.
The speed of the sword shadow was obviously more than ten times faster than before. It started to change halfway, and at a glance, it turned out to be dozens of shadows of knives, erratic. I don’t know why, but at a glance, it feels like a swordsman is wielding a sword to slash at him.
At this moment, the distance was no more than 300 feet. With a sixty-sixth flick of the finger, the sword light had already reached the top of the city.
Then the entire city fell silent again, and you could almost hear a pin drop. In the blink of an eye, the two Xuanwu masters, Bai Hai and Ren Li, were still blocking Zong Yuan, who was just around the corner. In the next blink of an eye, a streak of blood spurted out from Bo Hai's neck.
The entire throat was shattered and pierced by the sharp flying knives, leaving a hole as big as the mouth of a cup. !
Countless blood sprayed wildly. Bai Hai also had a blank look in his eyes. He scratched the wound a few times and then fell forward. You Zi was full of vitality, his limbs were shaking constantly, as if he was trying in vain to stand up again, and Ren Li was also frightened, with warning signs rising in his heart. When Qinyan looked at Bohai, he was killed by a knife. He was even more frightened and retreated crazily to the left and back.
No matter behind him, there are many archers and soldiers waiting in formation. He continued to attack backwards without hesitation, and crashed into the crowd. What he wanted was to be as far away from that fatal sword light as possible.
However, he saw the shadows of dozens of swords flashing, chasing after him relentlessly, and suddenly he was cut off again. He actually passed through the gap under the feet of the soldiers, and from the most incredible and unpreventable angle, he stabbed Ren Li's left chest with a knife, piercing a hole as big as a cup wrist.
Ren Li's eyes were filled with disbelief for a moment.
It seems that he can't believe the fact that he is now on the verge of death. He also seemed unable to believe that his life would be taken away by this small, flying knife.
And the middle-aged man named Xue couldn't help but take a step back. There also seemed to be an icy chill on the neck and left chest.
"This is the second change of direction of the flying knife, Jingyun Shen destroys the sword's intention!"
The spiritual master has the skill of wielding a sword and can kill people thousands of miles away. Martial arts practitioners have the method of throwing hidden weapons, which can also hurt people beyond sight range.
However, both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages. The former shows more agility, while the latter gathers the power and true energy of martial arts practitioners and never looks back. Both in terms of lethality and speed, it is far superior to the skill of sword control, but it is not as agile as it is.
Ordinary martial arts practitioners, after reaching the heavenly realm, can throw the weapon and use the infuriating energy stored in it to control the change and complete the direction change. Make the hidden weapon agile and chase the spiritual master directly.
But at this moment, this person with the strength of Xiantian Chumai not only completed the change of direction of the flying knife, but also changed the direction twice in a row!
As for the Jingyun Shen Destroying Sword Intention, it is even more unbelievable. It is surprising enough that Lingyun Sect's secret knowledge appears in the crown prince of Qiantian Mountain.
On top of the flying knife, the sword intention is even more frightening.
Then, as if something suddenly occurred to him, the pupils of the middle-aged man named Xue suddenly shrank slightly.
"This is the art of sword control by the six gods! The sword by the six gods, the sword is fatal. The legendary secret martial art."
He didn't even think about it, and he didn't hesitate at all. A breeze floated under my feet, and my whole body was supported by a shuttle-shaped spiritual weapon. He also ran behind the city wall and fled quickly.
All distracting thoughts in my mind disappeared. I just want to try my best to get back to Qiantian Mountain City as soon as possible.
No matter what, he had to inform his clansmen of this news as soon as possible. At a young age, he was already a night wandering spiritual master, with the first line of innate blood and the six gods wielding swords. If the Xue family wants to return to the Yun Realm, the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain must not stay! We must do our best to get rid of it at all costs!
What a god, Zong Weiran, the Heavenly Demon King, is actually willing to let his only son be so forbearing. He is obviously extremely talented, but he pretends to be a useless person who has accomplished nothing and is looked down upon by others. It was really deplorable to hide it from them for several years!
Zong Shou also looked slightly startled. This was the first time since he came to this world that someone recognized the origin of his flying knife technique. (To be continued)