Watching the golden flames rapidly expanding before my eyes.
Shen Tang had a cold face, held the sword horizontally, and uttered some numbers lightly.
"Three cups of wine and a promise is made, and the five mountains seem light."
The battle situation here attracted several eyes on the battlefield.
Chu Yao and Qi Shan secretly clenched their fists, staring without blinking, not daring to be distracted for the slightest, waiting for the final result.
Wherever the golden flames passed, the ground beneath their feet was scorched, and even the surrounding air was burned and distorted, reflecting Captain Yang's face, which was twisted by anger and murderous intent, and his scarlet bloodshot eyes.
He slashed at Shen Tang's chest with a sonic boom. It seemed like a one-shot kill, like a huge wave swallowing everything, making everyone who saw this scene feel powerless and hopeless. Captain Yang even saw a future where Shen Tang was chopped in half and died on the spot.
result-
clang!
The transparent sword energy rushed towards the golden knife energy with an unstoppable force, and the slender and bright sword body steadily blocked the blade that was several times larger than itself.
The sword energy that was split from the middle swept past Shen Tang, leaving two gullies several meters long and three feet deep on the ground behind her. The curling smoke and dust rose with the air waves, which was a shocking sight.
At the moment of the confrontation, Captain Yang's face changed drastically.
This blow didn't seem to hit the sword, but rather it felt like it hit an unshakable mountain. He was like a kite with its string cut, and was blown away several feet by the rebounding force. The soldiers on the path were also knocked away one by one, and fell to the ground with a thud, vomiting large mouthfuls of dirty blood.
The few men of letters who participated in the battle had the foresight to activate protective measures almost immediately to protect their fragile ears.
Others were not so lucky.
The loud noises from the collisions were so deafening that people could not hear anything other than the buzzing for several breaths. Some even had splitting headaches and vomited. The fish in the pond that were a little closer were also unlucky and rolled and crawled under the impact of the air waves, or were blown so hard that they could not open their eyes, their hair was messy, and they were forced to eat a mouthful of dirt.
Qishan: “…”
Chu Yao: “…”
Even those squatting 20 feet away from the camp were greatly affected. One can imagine what the situation would be like in the center of the battlefield...
Seeing this, Qi Shan's mouth twitched uncontrollably - even though he was wearing a thick filter, he was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't say anything else. What should he say
Who would believe it if I told them
A scholar with a literary mind! With only one person and one sword, he resisted the full force attack of a tenth-rank Zuo Shuchang head-on - you know, this attack can even split the walls of an ordinary small city, and can also smash a huge rock as high as a person. So how strong is the person who resisted this attack
Just looking at the heroic and violent actions just now, Qi Shan dared to pat his chest and say that he was far better than 90% of the men in the world. How could they believe what Shen Xiaolangjun said? Who would be so blind as to believe this guy? Believe that "he" is a woman
Qi Shan and the other two had countless complaints in their hearts, but now was obviously not the time to argue whether Shen Tang was a man dressed as a man or a woman dressed as a woman, because -
Captain Yang was shaken by the huge force to the point that his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and Shen Tang was not feeling well either.
His body did not move, but most of his calf was forced into the ground.
The clothes on his body couldn't bear the weight and were torn into pieces.
The exposed skin was covered with bloodstains, and the blood from the wounds soaked the cloth in just a few breaths. He didn't need to put on too much makeup for this miserable look. He just took out a broken bowl and walked to the street, and he looked like a freshly baked beggar.
Well, he is still at the level of an elder or leader of the Beggars' Sect.
"puff-"
The blood in his chest and abdomen was surging, and a fishy smell rose to his throat. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and double images appeared before his eyes.
As soon as the words "Three cups of wine make a promise, and the five mountains seem light" came out, the Dan Palace, which was originally filled with literary energy, was instantly drained.
If Qi Shan had not used his special literary spirit to lend her a lot of literary energy before going into battle, she would not even be able to activate that spirit and would have fainted like the previous two times.
Shen Tang tightened his fingers around the "Motherly Sword" and spat out the remaining blood foam. He raised his eyelids, and his black and white eyes were cold and ruthless, as if they could reflect the death of Captain Yang. Qi Shan and the other man noticed that Shen Tang was in a bad situation and attacked him one after another.
Pray for goodness: "Wildfires cannot extinguish them, spring breezes will bring them back to life!"
Chu Yao spoke later but his words came first.
"The Qi becomes popular and life continues forever!"
After two words, Shen Tang's pale face gradually turned red, and even the faint pain in her chest felt better. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, stood up with the sword, exerted force with her feet, and attacked Captain Yang again! She jumped high and fell down with a thousand pounds.
"Little thief, you've come just in time!" Captain Yang opened his eyes wide and shouted, dragging his sword with his right hand, gathering strength with his feet, and his burly body rushed forward like a small cannonball, shouting like a beast's roar, "Come on! Am I afraid of you?"
The weapons collided, making a clanging sound!
Wherever the two of them killed, countless dense sword afterimages were left. The soldiers at the camp did not dare to approach, and Captain Yang's subordinates had no idea where to start, and were forced to stay away. Zhai Huan could help from time to time, and the situation was at a stalemate.
Several people couldn't help but shout in their hearts.
Brutal!
Really brutal!
The temporary camp was almost completely plowed by the impact of the two men's confrontation. The ordinary soldiers who were accidentally affected did not even have time to scream before they set out on the road to report to the Yama Palace.
Die with eyes open!
The same thought came to the minds of several people -
Who is that strong bandit
Why hadn't we heard any news of this before
He was fighting head-on against the Tenth-Rank Zuo Shuchang without even a piece of armor to protect himself. Was he confident that he could take all attacks without missing, or was he conceited that he would not get hurt
Either way it's terrifying!
This question could deeply trouble several subordinates, but it could not trouble Zhai Le, because he knew very well that Brother Shen was not confident or conceited.
He doesn't have any armor, so how can he transform into armor
(:3_ヽ)_
Because he is a scholar of literature!
If everyone, especially Captain Yang, realizes this, I wonder if they will vomit blood. Zhai Le thought to himself, trying to find a way to make the best of a bad situation. However, he didn't know if Captain Yang would vomit blood, but he knew he was going to vomit blood.
clang!
As Gong Shuwu pressed on step by step, a tiny crack appeared on the weapon at this moment, and Gong Shuwu's next strike was still at the same position! This time, the crack expanded further, spreading across the entire blade like a spider web.
Zhai Le used his martial energy to repair the cracks.
But the repair speed is far slower than the enemy's destruction speed.
finally-
After a loud shattering sound, the weapon was completely destroyed.
Gong Shuwu's sword chopped his right shoulder.
The blade collided with the armor plate on the surface of the shoulder armor, causing a series of intense sparks. Zhai Le was directly knocked away. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood foam, covering his shoulder. Under his palm, the armor plate that had already cracked was slowly repaired under the entanglement of martial energy.
Zhai Le's breathing became heavier.
My arm hurt so much that I could hardly lift it.
It's not that he hasn't fought with the Ninth Rank Five Doctors before. Not to mention the distant ones, just talking about the recent ones, he had sparred with Gong Shuwu several times in the bandit camp before, but at that time it was just friendly sparring and no real fight.
The difference between just two levels is so huge...
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