martial arts accelerator

Chapter 205 Fighting Again (Thanks!~! for the 200 tip)

"Woo~"

The trumpet blew the dawn.

In front of Liangjie Ridge, the blood had not yet faded, and outside Liangzhou City, soldiers gathered again.

"Horse, help me up!"

Feng Chengyi was still injured and staggered up the tower.

Among the mottled shadows of the trees, you can see a lot of shields and armors, and they are so murderous. Under the ink clouds, it is so heavy that people can't breathe.

"How about the ditch?"

"Back to the general army, everything is ready."

"Very well, pass on the order. After the enemy army approaches, concentrate on shooting the right and center. You can let some in from the left."

"Yes!"

Although his face was a little pale, Feng Chengyi's order was still arranged in an orderly manner, but the black cloud above his head, which was like an ink sketch, made him worried.

"Everyone, listen up! Survive the Wu Kingdom's attack! Military glory and money are at hand!"

After some words of encouragement, many people responded, Feng Chengyi no longer considered the matter of the dark clouds overwhelming the city, and focused on commanding and dealing with the Wu Kingdom's army.

In the sky, Zhao and Xu felt the familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere in Liangzhou City and hesitated to move forward.

"What's going on, didn't this person have been seriously injured yesterday? Why did he have a breakthrough instead?"

"No matter what the reason is, it has become a fact now, and we have to deal with it."

Zhao Zhizhong nodded, his whole body was running with all his strength, and he was on guard.

The vast aura in the city rose higher and higher, until it crossed a certain node, and suddenly turned into nothingness, and there was no trace of it anymore.

As if it had never been there, everything was calm as usual.

The expressions of the two became more dignified.

A long cry resounded through the heavens and the earth, followed by a heat wave, from bottom to top, tearing a crack in the ink cloud, and finally came to the two of them.

The surrounding air was slightly distorted.

Zhang Yong stood in the air, and the heat wave gradually subsided.

"Why doesn't Ling Feiyan show up?" Zhao Zhizhong glanced around with a wary look.

Zhang Yong said with a smile: "To deal with you, I alone is enough, where does the hall master need to take action?"

"Arrogant, it depends on your qualifications."

Zhao Zhizhong held the golden sword in his hand, raised his hand and swung it towards Zhang Yong's head.

At the same time, Xu Fuzhi worked hard to write, and the characters lock, encircle, trap, and ban took shape.

Faced with this familiar move coordination, Zhang Yong just punched out.

There was a roar of tigers in the sky.

Qi Jin seemed to open his fist, turning into a sharp claw strike.

"when!"

With a crisp strike, the golden sword stopped two claw marks in the middle, and the remaining three with fiery air waves smashed the font to pieces.

Under the heat, the ink evaporates and eventually dissipates completely.

Zhang Yong chuckled: "How can you regress after not seeing you for a day? It seems that something happened in Wu Kingdom, which has affected you a lot."

Zhao Zhizhong raised his hand and smoothed the two gaps on the sword: "It's true that it has improved a lot, but if it's just that, you probably won't be able to stop the two of us."

"When I can't stop it, the hall master will take action."

Just a few words of nonsense, the other party really pay attention to guard, Zhang Yong is quite satisfied with the effect, anyway, it can be delayed for a while, and he will do his best to obey the destiny.

Last night, as he expected, he didn't need to break through the extreme realm, and asked the stone to absorb it much faster. Finally, before the start of the war, he raised the Zhoutian Xingchen Jue to the state of perfection, and used the chivalry value to increase his internal strength for ten years. better than nothing.

And the biggest harvest is to light up all the star maps in the world in the stone.In fact, most of the time last night was spent on positioning the stars.

When it was time to leave seclusion, Zhang Yong discovered that all the stars were positioned, which brought more than just an increase in the upper limit of the skill.

There was no time for him to feel too much, so Xu Fuzhi wrote again.

Although the effect of the character is mysterious, it has to play a role. Now the opponent's offensive is fierce, no matter how difficult it is to get close easily, so this time, Xu Fuzhi chose to bless Zhao Zhizhong's golden sword.

Front, extreme, broken, tough, strong, five words in a row.

Zhao Zhizhong raised his hand and raised his sword, receiving the help of characters, the body of the sword turned from gold to dark, the edge of the sword fell along the trend, and a more terrifying sword energy pierced through the air.

Zhang Yong swung his claws again.

The five claw marks were broken in one blow, but the scorching energy on them forced out all the ink in the sword energy, and the tortoise shell appeared in front of Zhang Yong, blocking the remaining golden slash.

The two fought together, but they still failed to break through Zhang Yong's defense in the end. Even the white mark drawn on the tortoise shell has returned to its original state with a burst of blue light.

All the stars in the sky are positioned, and the real power can be converted at will, such as using an arm and a finger, and the effect is immediate.

This is also Zhang Yong's greatest source of confidence in daring to face the two alone.

Zhang Yong switched back and forth between the claw strike, the green energy, the tortoise shell and the scorching energy, and he responded more calmly.

The sky is full of vigor, and the two sides come and go, at loggerheads.

Zhang Yongzhen used one against two, holding back the two Wanhua Realm powerhouses.

"Hey."

When Zhao Zhizhong spoke suddenly, a warning sign suddenly appeared in Zhang Yong's heart.

"Originally I didn't want to get involved in Chen Wenyuan's siege, but it's really unreasonable that I can't take you down with one enemy and two."

Xu Fuzhi asked, "Are you sure there is no one?"

Zhao Zhizhong nodded: "I checked several times, but there is no scent of Ling Feiyan."

After speaking, he raised his sword to the sky.

"That's good."

Xu Fuzhi also raised his pen.

As the clouds tumbling for a while, the rich ink color converged on the tip of Xu Fuzhi's pen, only then did Zhang Yong realize that there was a golden dragon several tens of feet long hidden around him.

"Ling Feiyan is also aware of current affairs. Going against our Wu Kingdom will not be a good thing no matter how you think about it."

Following Zhao Zhizhong's words, the golden dragon melted into the sword body, giving a vague feeling of filling the gap, and the aura on the golden sword became more and more fierce.

"Since we have decided to stay, we should deal with this person as soon as possible and go down to help break the city."

Xu Fuzhi replied brightly: "It should be so."

After all, splashing ink and brushing a brush, a picture of high mountains and flowing water quickly appeared.

The peaks and ridges are emerald, and the big river is surging.

Zhang Yong knew something was wrong, he swung his two claws out, and ten claw marks roared towards the landscape written by Xu Fuzhi.

"噌噌噌" Two sword energy passed by, Zhao Zhizhong swung his sword and cut off all the claws.

Zhang Yong did not panic and showed his true strength again.

The blue light flickered, the claw strikes broke and did not disperse, crossed the sword energy and then merged again, continuing to attack Mo Se.

"Clap!"

Xu Fuzhi put pen to paper heavily.

The river water suddenly turned virtual into reality, rushed past, rolled up its claws directly, and collided with the scorching energy above it, releasing water vapor all over the sky.

The water vapor spreads, and the mountains in the painting are embellished with misty and distant artistic conception.

A big mountain stood up abruptly, pressing down on Zhang Yong.

Zhao Zhizhong sighed: "Good brushwork." Without stopping for the slightest bit, he raised his sword and thrust forward.

Zhang Yong made two more claws, most of which were blocked by the water vapor around the mountain, and the remaining few claws broke through the encirclement with difficulty and hit the mountain.

With a sound of "bang", the mountain collapsed at the touch of a touch, and the ink splashed on the mountain turned into dozens of characters, sealing off all Zhang Yong's escape routes.

　I have to work harder and finish writing as soon as possible, otherwise I will feel ashamed when I see the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)