Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei were preparing for an attack, but they never expected Zhu Li to rush out.
Wang Zhixing murmured, "The knife is like a waterfall."
The long sword was swung out, like light, like a phantom, like a shadow, like a shuttle, the sword was swung like a waterfall, and countless swords fell.
This knife was like a torrential rain or a waterfall falling from the sky. With the help of Wang Zhixing's swift and agile body movements, it seemed even more graceful and even more sad and mysterious. In the sad and mysterious knife light, there was a deadly murderous intent, which locked onto Lu Fengxian tightly and flew away.
Yu Cuiwei was not slow at all, and also murmured: "The blade is like a curtain."
Then, a slender and narrow silver knife in her hand crossed the sky like a streak of silk, piercing through the sky and slashing towards the back of Zhao Zilong's neck.
At this moment, Lu Fengxian and Zhao Zilong were concentrating on dealing with Li Cunxiao. They never thought that there were people on the battlefield who dared to assassinate them. Suddenly, they felt the murderous intent, and they trembled in their hearts.
In the face of life and death, a man's true character is revealed.
When Lu Fengxian smelled the breath of death, he instantly became furious and his expression became more ferocious. It seemed that he was not willing to die just like that.
He hated it. He hated that his entire glorious reputation was ruined by Li Cunxiao.
He hated that as a general, he did not die in an open challenge, but died in a miserable way due to the enemy's conspiracy.
His hatred was so great that his moves became more sinister, and the black light brought by the painted halberd became even darker. Now it could no longer be called black light, but should be called dark light.
I saw that the place covered by the painted halberd was no longer eerie and cold, but dark and dead.
However, when Zhao Zilong smelled the breath of death, he showed a different expression. After being shocked, he was calm.
In that moment, he thought of a lot.
He thought of his former prime minister, that godlike man who, with a wave of his feather and a few words, destroyed Cao Cao's army of 800,000.
He thought of Guan Yu, a man of eternal loyalty and righteousness, who was so arrogant and looked down upon the world, but still died due to a conspiracy.
How many heroes and heroes have there been from ancient times to the present
How many heroes can accomplish their goals from beginning to end
Zhao Zilong himself is just a drop in the ocean. A gentleman will die for his friend. Since he has chosen to assist Zhu Li, what is there to regret even if he dies on the battlefield
Live without regrets and die without complaints.
As soon as he understood it, the silver spear in his hand was swung more lightly and gracefully.
Wherever the silver spear points, the imagination runs wild, the antelope hangs on the horns, in an instant it reaches the end of the world, in an instant it reaches the corner of the sea, who in the world can grasp it, who can stop it
Under the stimulation of being on the verge of death, Lu Fengxian and Zhao Zilong seemed to have reached a higher level in martial arts.
And what about their opponent Li Cunxiao
Li Cunxiao was a man of extraordinary bravery and bravery, who looked down upon the late Tang Dynasty. He was gifted and had profound cultivation.
His martial arts skills were just one step away from reaching the profound level, but the reason he couldn't take that step was because he had never had a worthy opponent.
Today he met two people, but under the pressure of the two, he followed Lu and Zhao, almost without any order, and entered the mysterious realm one after another.
I saw the Bi Yan Lao in his hand waving, which seemed even more magnificent and exciting, as if it could break the sky and shatter the universe.
Just as the three of them broke through one after another, the hermit masters at the foot of Gaobi Ridge suddenly broke out in a commotion.
"Asshole, Liu Xingshen, you are shameless." Almost at the moment when Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei launched a sneak attack, the eunuch holding a green bamboo stick angrily rushed towards the old eunuch.
Apart from this old eunuch, there is no other person in the world who could openly kill the Heshuo general on the battlefield, right
"Shameless." Budai Monk also glared at the old eunuch, as if he wanted to tear open his chest and take out his heart to see whether his heart was black or not.
The two people from the Lotus Society were very close to Zhu Li. When they saw the general under his command being killed on the spot, they were naturally furious and were about to attack Liu Xingshen.
At this moment, a light "eh" was heard suddenly, attracting the attention of the three people.
"Breakthrough?" Hai Chanzi stroked his beard and looked in surprise at the three generals who were fighting on the battlefield.
After his reminder, everyone looked over and saw the three generals fighting fiercely. Their moves became more and more mysterious, and it was obvious that they were no longer comparable to the warriors in the Tianguan realm.
Three people breaking through at the same time is probably a unique event in the world today.
While everyone was amazed, they also secretly felt sorry for Lu Fengxian and Zhao Zilong. After all, at this time, Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei had already prepared their killing moves, and with Li Cunxiao holding them back, they had no time to deal with this fatal blow.
After a hundred days of hard work, he was separated from his loved ones forever before he could even enjoy this supreme and mysterious realm. It is really a pity.
"Eh" there was another exclamation, but this time it came from all these masters from outside the world at the same time.
Behind the three generals who were fighting endlessly, a red cloud suddenly appeared like a gust of lightning. As soon as it appeared, a ray of mysterious light burst out and suddenly attacked Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei who had bad intentions.
Yes, this person was Zhu Li who came out galloping.
No matter whether it was Wang Zhixing or Yu Cuiwei, they were ready to kill. If Zhu Li wanted to resist, it would obviously be impossible to save Lu and Zhao. In the critical moment, Zhu Li acted decisively, attacking the enemy and then rescuing them, and surrounding Wei to save Zhao.
The current Zhu Li is not afraid of Wang Zhixing at all. Wang Zhixing once relied on his special skills to ravage him, causing Zhu Li to almost die on the spot. If it weren't for the appearance of Wu Xian in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, who gave him an elixir of immortality, there would be no Zhu Li today.
Looking at Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei again, they were about to succeed when suddenly a mysterious light flashed from the side. The mysterious light was as small as a bean, like the stars twinkling in the sky far away in the gloomy midnight.
At first it was just a dot, a light as small as a bean. The two were 100% sure that they didn't even blink, that bean-sized dot of mysterious light, instantly turned into a sky full of stars, clustered one upon another, like waves and torrents, piercing towards the two of them.
Zhu Li's martial arts skill, violent stabbing combo, can pierce out countless spears in less than a breath.
The steel spears turned into rain, evolving into a rain of spears that filled the sky, instantly covering the vital parts of Wang and Yu.
Suddenly seeing this scene, the two assassin chiefs of the Tang Dynasty's Privy Council were so frightened that their faces turned pale with horror, looking even uglier than a widow who had lost her child.
At this moment, neither Wang Zhixing nor Yu Cuiwei had time to care about Lu Fengxian and Zhao Zilong. The situation happened in a hurry, and the two of them drew their swords and fought back in an instant. The long swords in their hands were immediately swung so hard that ink could not penetrate them, and wind and rain could not penetrate them.
“Dang, dang, dang… ”
The swords and spears collided with each other, making crisp sounds. Amid the intensive clashes, Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei both turned pale and used all their strength.
It's not that their martial arts are inferior to Zhu Li's, but that they were ambushed by Zhu Li and had to resist hastily. They were expected to exert 60% or 70% of their full strength.
Now, without even seeing Zhu Li's face, they knew that the one who attacked them must be a master, or at least someone at the same level as them. Facing such a master, the two of them would definitely go all out; but now, they were already unable to defend themselves in a hurry. If they didn't pay attention anymore, they would just wait for death.
The rain of spears came suddenly and violently, and the two men were in danger and in a precarious situation.
They are killers, and they always flee thousands of miles away if they miss their target.
But now, they had to be forced to resist Zhu Li's hundreds of violent thorns. How could they feel good facing such a situation
Maybe their speed, skills, and even cultivation are not worse than Zhu Li's, but none of them has as much strength as Zhu Li. In this case, to endure the baptism of a rain of spears will more or less cost something.
Zhu Li's attack was sudden. When he rode out on his horse, he was blocked by the three people who were fighting. When he suddenly turned around, Wang and Yu were all focused on Lu and Zhao. Before Wang and Yu could react, Zhu Li took action. It can be seen how sudden the outbreak was.
After the violent stabbing, looking around, one could see that the delicate Yu Cuiwei had two bloody holes on both sides of her shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, very symmetrical.
Wang Zhixing was slightly better. Although he was not seriously injured, his hands were shaking and his face was pale, obviously showing signs of exhaustion.
"It's you?" The momentary pause after the attack allowed Wang Zhixing to see Zhu Li's face clearly. Although he saw the other person's face clearly, he was still shocked.
He had been ordered to assassinate Zhu Li, so he knew a lot about this person.
Zhu Li was so young, yet he was able to perform such a unique skill. That strange skill was obviously more difficult to deal with than the waterfall of sword he created. It was better in terms of speed, power, and even trickiness.
It was unbelievable and also extremely shocking to him. When he was Zhu Li's age, he had not yet broken through the heavenly barrier. In comparison, how could he not be shocked.
As for Yu Cuiwei, she even found it difficult to open her mouth at this moment. How could it be so easy for her to withstand Zhu Li's violent stabbing attacks? Once hit, the violent shock would act on her wound. The inside of the wound would be affected by the interaction of the chaotic internal energy and hidden power, forcing the trauma to not heal for a long time, which was very difficult to deal with.
Yu Cuiwei was a delicate beauty who had always been skilled in martial arts and high-ranking. She had never suffered such torture before. Now she was in so much pain that she could hardly speak.
In response to Wang Zhixing's suspicion, Zhu Li snorted coldly and ignored him. He had no good feelings towards anyone in the Tang Dynasty Secretariat. He had once been chased by these people and narrowly escaped death. No matter who it was, no one would have a good impression of them.
After using one move, Zhu Li looked at Wang Zhixing with a fierce look in his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
It was this person in front of him who almost killed him under the guise of eliminating evildoers for the country.
If Zhu Li was really a traitor who committed all kinds of evil and brought disaster to the world, that would be fine, but Zhu Li has always been a man of integrity, so how could he be called a traitor
With murderous intent in mind, Zhu Li swung the steel spear in his hand again. In the eyes of Wang Zhixing and Yu Cuiwei, they suddenly felt that the steel spear in Zhu Li's hand seemed different.
It was no longer a simple double-edged spear, but a towering pillar that was held upside down in his hand. The pillar was shaking and trembling continuously, like a giant rattlesnake spanning the sky.
A stick flew into the air, as if to pierce the sky and overwhelm the whole country. The momentum it exuded was like an ancient blue dragon standing up, vast and majestic, looking down on the universe and the sky.