heart pole

To the west of Lingsnake Peak, on the mountain road leading to Centipede Peak, there seems to be a gust of fresh wind swirling in, and at the same time, there is a light and elegant sound of flute, just like a spring of Dongxi water, with no deep source, but a long source.

Ye Fengting came here in a red dress, the breeze blew his dark blue hair around his cheeks, his white and handsome face was as elegant as the wind, as if he was not a battle scene where ghosts were swaying, but a courtyard of his own small building with a breeze.

The hidden sword energy in the dark blue coat and the red beanie disperses into gusts of wind from time to time, making the ghost soldiers guarding here show vigilant movements.

He raised his cuffs, and the black sword in his hand unsheathed silently.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise on the Spirit Snake Peak, the mountain ravine exploded, countless dust, rocks and sand flew all over the sky, and the light of the blue lantern on the peak was instantly annihilated.

At the same time, the ghost soldiers from Centipede Peak raised their stiff heads, and thousands of pairs of skull eyes radiated bloody red light, focusing on the red and blue figure.

"Ten victorious swords, one, the sword is natural."

Ye Fengting swung his sword, and the gray sword energy condensed into a giant cloud-piercing sword, like a sharp arrowhead piercing Yang with a hundred steps. The iron spears and round shields of the ghost soldiers were all blown away.

Before the lingering power of the giant sword dissipated, Ye Fengting swung the sword in a circle,

"The second sword, follow the world."

The gray sword energy was rolled up like flying dust, and turned into hundreds of small gray blades.The ghost soldiers who escaped from the shock of the giant sword were washed by the flowing blade again, and countless dark green tattered leather clothes were torn into pieces.

Ye Fengting didn't pause at all, and raised his sword forward with the same elegant posture as before, and the sword momentum gathered again,

"The third sword, deters the wilderness."

The strong gray sword wind spread from all directions, forcing no ghost soldiers within [-] feet around Ye Fengting to approach. After three consecutive blows, the road leading to the centipede peak was immediately cleared!

Ye Fengting lifted off his red sleeves indifferently, and walked straight to the peak without stopping.

However, a black figure fell lightly before his eyes. The man was masked and wrapped in dark night clothes.When it landed, the beads on his wrist made a whirling sound.

"Ah, I didn't expect it to be Lord Ye." It was Fu Mingchuan who came.

After Yanlingxi destroyed the blue lantern with the sacred fire order, Tie Ling stood on the ground in vain, holding the sword end with both hands, and his whole body was panting due to exhaustion of physical strength, accompanied by body trembling.

"Ghost soldiers, retreat." Cheng Tianya slowly moved to Yan Lingxi's side.

"Really." Yan Lingxi grinned reluctantly, looked up at the ghost soldiers, and as expected, the phantoms also disappeared in large numbers because of the extinguishing of the green lamp, and the remaining phantoms gradually faded away.

Yan Lingxi's smile disappeared before it even opened. "wrong!"

Cheng Tianya was still a little dazed, and immediately slapped himself when he heard it, staring at everything under the Wanzhang Cliff, his face darkened, "Having captured so many points, why is the number of Ziyan still far from enough?"

Yan Lingxi lowered his voice and spoke quickly, "Most of Ziyan stayed at Qianchongya, there are only two teams here."

Suspicion and confusion flashed across Cheng Tianya's eyes, "Then why Qianchongya?"

Yan Lingxi sighed slightly, raised his hand and patted Cheng Tianya, "It's no use guessing, let's go."

Under the Wanzhang Cliff, a vast number of ghost soldiers began to retreat all the way, but the direction was to retreat to Qianchong Cliff.

The light of the purple fire that originally shone in the dark on Qianchongya was extinguished.

It was replaced by a faint blue green lantern!

Ye Fengting didn't know Fu Mingchuan, so facing the unexpected visitor, he just smiled gracefully, "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

"The landlord knows that I will come." Fu Mingchuan also smiled friendly, and the two looked relaxed, not at all like rivals.

"Heh." Ye Fengting chuckled when he heard the words, "Since you are here, then Ye Mou will leave."

Fu Mingchuan was slightly taken aback, "Lord Ye knows me?"

Ye Fengting turned around with a smile on his face, "What do you think?"

Fu Mingchuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head and took a few steps forward. The blue light behind him flickered on and off, "Didn't Master Ye come here to break the formation?"

"Ye has changed his mind." Ye Fengting waved his hand, "As a support, you should have arrived earlier. But you are late at this moment, which proves that this place is no longer necessary. Even if this place is broken, it will not affect you The overall situation, isn't it." Ye Fengting raised his amaranth long-sleeved trousers, and was about to leave.

"Hahahahahaha." Fu Mingchuan laughed heartily, his handsome brows were elegant and unrestrained, but the veins on his wrist suddenly burst out.

Ye Fengting immediately stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes, "Murderous."

A blunt sword behind Fu Mingchuan suddenly came forward, like a black shadow falling to the ground, and the blunt, non-edgy blade hit the ground with a clang.

Ye Fengting then turned around, holding the black sword in his hand, the strong wind gathered around him was like flying broken knives, getting denser and denser, the protruding rocks on both sides were constantly scratched by the strong wind, like dozens of soldiers drawing their swords and slashing at the rocks , so that the stone surface is covered with numerous sword marks.

Seeing the situation, Fu Mingchuan stepped forward quickly, picked up the ancient tattooed sword, and the dark purple sword energy penetrated into the sword body.The blunt and clumsy ancient sword is ingenious and ineffective. When it is opened and closed, it outlines two afterimages.

"Blunt sword, Gongshan potential."

Fu Mingchuan held back his sword and gathered his momentum again, the sword energy all over his body was like a dark purple lotus blooming, and the scattered petals were twisted into a pair of blunt ancient blades, hundreds of them, hanging in the air like a rain of swords in a blink of an eye.

Although Ye Fengting's face was still unchangingly elegant, his actions did not neglect the battle, and he touched the body of the black sword with his fingertips.

"The fifth sword, the sword becomes infinite."

The gathered shattered sword energy immediately spread to the surroundings, like a giant mountain bursting apart. The sword energy, like strong winds flying sand and earthquake rocks, surged towards the flying ancient sword rain with overwhelming force.

"Boom!" The shattered sword wind hit the surroundings like a sandstorm blown away by the wind.The few juniper trees on the centipede peak were hit by the dense rain of sword waves, leaving holes as small as pinholes in the leaves.

The figures of the two flew out against the wind at the same time, "ding ding bang bang" the clanging of swords and swords sounded continuously in midair, and the scattered sword energy left two kinds of sloped blade marks on the tree trunks and rocks.

Black figures and red and blue figures staggered in mid-air.At the beginning, the blunt sword wheel in Fu Mingchuan's hand turned out round sword edges that opened wide and closed wide.However, Ye Fengting's sword is like a willow leaf blown away by a strong wind. It looks like a light feather, but the feather blade hurts people even more.

The fine wind broken sword penetrated from an unexpected angle, and Fu Mingchuan's sword skills were in chaos.Immediately he held the sword backhand, the way of the sword changed suddenly, an assassination move was inserted into the blunt and unworkable swordsmanship, countering Ye Fengting's wind-like posture, the latter swung the sword and then used superior martial arts.

"The sixth sword, virtue wins the heart."

The intertwined black, red and blue shadows were immediately shielded by the dazed gray wind, and the boundless sword energy gathered into a gust of wind, which shocked Fu Mingchuan to pull his sword back. Gathering billowing wind and dust, "Bang!" Following the sound of the golden blade, the two each took a few steps back.

Ye Fengting stood upright with his horizontal sword. After the wind of the sword passed, his smile faded a lot, "Your swordsmanship comes from the Jianghuai School."

Fu Mingchuan chuckled, "Oh? Master Ye knows the martial arts of the Jianghuai sect."

"The formation of Yiling, Jianghuai sect. It seems that Jingmen, one of the eight sects of Marquis Wu, has surfaced." After speaking, Ye Fengting's smile disappeared. "But if it's only to this extent, it's still a mayfly shaking a big tree."

Fu Mingchuan slowly put his left arm behind his back, and the dim candlelight of the green lamp showed the blood dripping down his black sleeve.Fu Mingchuan still smiled friendlyly, but his heart was filled with surprise, "He only has [-]% power left at most, why can't I beat him."

With his left hand resting on the back of his waist, his fingertips touched a jet-black dagger.

Ye Fengting observed this small movement, and suddenly swung the sword, the gray sword wind blew past, "Bang!" Fu Mingchuan immediately took the blunt-edged ancient sword with his right hand, under the impact, the tiger's mouth overflowed with blood, and he barely blocked it This hit.

Ye Fengting's tone was light, "Do you still want to stop me? Don't think that Ye will not dare to kill you because you are a member of the Jianghuai faction."

Fu Mingchuan was startled, he grasped the dagger behind his back tightly with his left hand.

"Heh." Ye Fengting chuckled and continued, "If it wasn't for Ye's poor eyesight, then the move you made with your left hand must be the exact opposite of the blunt sword move with your right hand. Do you think you can kill me like this?"

Fu Mingchuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he released his hand on the short sword, and at the same time slowly retracted the blunt sword, "Lord Ye, what an offense."

Ye Fengting glanced coldly, then turned back to normal, chuckled with a "huh", swung his red long sleeves, "That's it." Turned around and left.

Two figures rushed into the crevices of the rocks in the mountain, squeezed into the narrow rock interlayer, Yanlingxi and Cheng Tianya were close to each other, leaning on the rocks.Yan Lingxi poked his head out cautiously, observing the situation on the Baixue Cliff.

I saw the corpses of Tang army gunmen in white clothes all over the cliff, there were hundreds of them, and dozens of members of the Mo army were also entrained, and the wandering ghost soldiers stepped back and forth on these corpses , without respect.

Yan Lingxi looked at the situation and remained silent for a long time. His right hand unconsciously pinched the ebony folding fan slightly out of shape, "General Xu Wei is dead."

His eyes fell on the middle-aged and burly general Xu Wei.His body was pierced into the vitals by six iron guns, and he remained standing unyieldingly against the rock behind him until he died. He stared at the southwest direction with lost eyes, and the white military uniform all over his body was stained black and red with blood.

Tonight, in the Qingshuang Pavilion of Fengyang City, there is a beautiful woman sitting alone by the window sill of the pavilion, looking at the bright Milky Way, a shooting star flashes by, just like a tear that shed on the delicate and beautiful face, falling silently to the ground.

Cheng Tianya pressed his broad palm on the stone wall, and his knuckles made a crackling sound, "I'm going to kill these bastards!"

"Quiet." Yan Lingxi pulled Cheng Tianya into the crevice of the stone, "It's already a step too late, we need to go to Toad Peak immediately, we can save as many as possible."

"Whoosh!" The sound of sharp arrows tearing through the air pierced, approaching as if right next to my ears.An arrow feather was firmly nailed to the stone wall three inches above Cheng Tianya's head.

"I've been discovered. Let's go." Yan Lingxi was slightly startled, and glanced at the arrow. There was a piece of cloth floating on the shaft of the arrow with four words written on it, "The defeat is set."

The two quickly turned into two black shadows in tacit understanding, got into the bushes, and quickly disappeared into the night.