I can bless thousands of magical powers

Deep in the reed marsh.

Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground with the Taowu sword placed horizontally in front of his knees.

This mysterious weapon is reviving, blood lines appearing on the surface of the blade, and the blade light is flickering.

Yesterday, Zhang Yuan took it to slaughter the people of a fighting ship. The bloody evil energy he obtained not only completely replenished its origin, but also promoted the sublimation of the spirituality of the Xuanbing.

Zhang Yuan could feel that it was about to undergo a transformation!

Suddenly, the Taowu Sword shook, the blade hummed, and the blade light shattered and danced wildly.

Zhang Yuan's eyes fixed, and he reached out to grab it.

As a result, the mysterious weapon jumped up automatically and the handle fell into Zhang Yuan's palm.

In an instant, he established an extremely mysterious spiritual connection with the Taowu Sword and understood all of the latter's spiritual thoughts.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his left hand without any hesitation.

He held the knife in his right hand, with the blade placed on his left palm.

Stroke hard!

Although Zhang Yuan's Liuhe Qilin body has been cultivated to the small success stage, his tendons, bones and membranes are much tougher than before, and his defensive capabilities have increased dramatically.

But under the sharp edge of the Xuanbing, his knuckles were still cut in an instant.

Bright red blood gushed out.

Zhang Yuan remained calm and mobilized the Xuan Bing to let his blood completely soak the blade.

Come and complete the final blood sacrifice!

Under Zhang Yuan's gaze, his blood silently merged into the Taowu Sword and was absorbed completely by the latter.

The blood patterns on the surface of the blade crisscrossed and weaved into a pattern similar to a talisman.

A trace of blood light shone through.

The next moment, Zhang Yuan stood up with the knife in his hand, and the red blade light instantly illuminated his brows.

boom!

A torrent of current suddenly surged into Zhang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

He kept his mind focused and his consciousness was as solid as a rock.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but blood-red words gradually emerged in Zhang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

These words, which contained a strong aura of blood and murder, were combined into paragraphs and finally formed a secret of swordsmanship.

The name of the swordsmanship: Pojun.

Breaking the army sword technique!

Zhang Yuan took a long breath and opened his tightly closed eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan felt that the Taowu sword in his hand was like a part of his body.

They are inseparable from each other.

Most of the secrets of this mysterious weapon have been revealed to him.

The first thing Zhang Yuan got was all the secrets of this army-breaking sword technique!

The Pojun sword technique, as the name suggests, is a sword technique that can sweep through thousands of troops and destroy the enemy's formation. Its most powerful aspect is that it can break the power of the battle formation and cut off the head of a general among thousands of troops.

Under normal circumstances, high-level warriors would not dare to challenge the military formation head-on.

Because the battle formation formed by elite warriors can condense a domineering and powerful aura, it can greatly suppress high-level warriors and greatly weaken their fighting spirit and combat effectiveness.

An elite army that has fought hundreds of battles can even intimidate beings above the sixth level!

Not only that, the generals commanding the army can also use the power of the battle formation to kill opponents who are at a higher level than themselves.

History is filled with examples of this.

However, using the Taowu Sword to perform the Breaking Army Sword Technique can counter the power of the battle formation, or even break it down with force.

The name Pojun comes from this!

Of course, with Zhang Yuan's current fifth-level cultivation, even with the support of Xuanbing and swordsmanship, he is undoubtedly still a long way from being able to "behead a general amidst thousands of troops."

The higher his realm, the more powerful his Army Breaking Sword Technique becomes.

The level of this sword technique is so profound that it far exceeds the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud, and is perfectly compatible with the mysterious power of the Taowu Sword.

You can practice all the way up to level six!

The secret of swordsmanship has always been hidden inside the blade, and it can only be unsealed when the corresponding conditions are met.

The previous master of the Taowu Sword died before he could do this.

Only when this mysterious weapon came into Zhang Yuan's hands did it begin to truly shine!

Zhang Yuan stood up suddenly and swept his Taowu sword forward.

The scarlet blade light gushed out instantly, chopping the large tracts of reeds in front into dust.

The blade moved forward fiercely, extending to ten steps, fifty steps, a hundred steps...

Wherever the blade went, everything burned. Countless tall green reeds actually caught fire, and the flames shot straight into the sky.

More than a dozen miles away, many people among the three coalition forces that besieged Jinsha Island discovered the strange phenomenon that had just appeared here.

Immediately, several speedboats carrying elite warriors came rushing over.

But when the barbarians arrived at the reed marsh, they saw raging flames and overwhelming heat ahead.

Even if there is anything unusual, it would be impossible to find it!

Several speedboats patrolled the area twice but found nothing.

I had to return in disappointment.

Over the next two days, the coalition forces of the Wuqi tribe, the Min people and the Dahe Gang completed the final preparations for the siege.

After failing to persuade them to surrender, they launched a battle to capture the city.

Feather arrows shot into the sky, huge rocks flew all over the sky, and countless brave barbarians carried ladders and rushed towards the tall and solid city walls, and then were shot down by arrows one after another.

boom!

A simple climbing plow that was pushed forward was hit by a stone and collapsed instantly.

Screams rang out one after another.

However, the tragic casualties not only did not scare the barbarians, but instead completely aroused their ferocity and bloodiness.

More than a dozen nimble figures emerged from the crowd attacking the city and quickly approached the bottom of the city wall.

They dodged the arrows shot from above, suddenly jumped high, stepped on the wall and rushed to the top of the wall in one go.

The sharp flashes of swords swept through the Jinsha Gang warriors guarding the city walls.

Blood spurted out, and the three allied forces cheered like thunder!

But the next moment, a long spear broke through the air like a silver dragon, suddenly swept across the city wall, and pierced through the body of a Wuqi master who had just rushed up.

The strong men from the Jinsha Gang took action!

"kill!"

In just half a moment, the battle between the two sides entered a white-hot state.

With every breath, someone falls down, and precious life becomes insignificant on the tragic battlefield.

One side wants to win the final victory, and the other side wants to defend their homeland.

There is no possibility of any compromise between the two.

Only blood and fire can end it!

The unprecedentedly fierce battle that broke out on Jinsha Island had no effect at all on Zhang Yuan, who was dozens of miles away.

He has already refined the fourth leaf of Qilin grass and has also stepped into the threshold of "Pojun Sword Technique".

So they set out on a boat again.

This time, the target chosen by Zhang Yuan was still a fighting ship that blocked the waterway in the outer area of ​​Jinsha Island.

But this ship is flying the flag of the Dahe Gang!

But for Zhang Yuan, there is no difference.

The Dahe Gang was originally the power of the Xia people, but at the most critical moment it turned to the Nanman, pushing the Jinsha Gang of the same clan into the most dangerous situation.

From a personal perspective, Zhang Yuan's disgust and aversion to the Dahe Gang is even greater than that to the Wuqi and Min tribes!

The boats moved as fast as flying, gliding lightly across the water.

Getting closer and closer to the Dahe Gang’s fighting ship.

Zhang Yuan stared at a large ship and saw the warrior standing at the bow hailing him loudly.

There was a coldness in his eyes.