The Sword Dynasty - 164. Chapter 163

Lianbo’s sword was broken, the breath in his body shook wildly, and he couldn’t say anything for a while. Seeing that Zhao Yi could laugh wildly, a hint of coolness surged in his body.

Normally there is a gap between Baishanshui and Baishanshui. The true essence cultivation of Baishanshui may have passed the middle grade of the seven realms, but it is also the lower grade of the seven realms, and the cultivation time will not be shorter than that of Zhao Yi. How many years of fighting, but now even Zhao Yi is not as good as Zhao Yi, is it really inferior to the spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers compared with these great inverses?

In today’s small game in the overall situation, the Zhang Kuangdao holding the Xishan sword plate has the worst repair base, but it is the most important figure among them.

In Zhao Yi’s wild laughter, his face sank like water, and all the remaining true essence in his body was transferred into this rune soldier in his hand.

There was a boom.

When his true essence was exhausted, he could not control the counter-shock force of the Xishan sword plate. While standing on an unstable footing, the small boat under him overturned, and his body fell into the water. At the same time, the dozens of small handles The sword flew out again.

These dozens of small swords led the majestic heaven and earth vitality to fly in the air, not stab Zhao Yi, but stab the white mountains and rivers behind Zhao Yi without stopping.

The sword array composed of dozens of small swords fell like a prison, trapping the white mountains and rivers in it.

Perceiving the walking of these little swords, Bai Shanshui didn’t have the slightest plan to make a move. His eyes were so cold that they were crazy.

“Qin is not ashamed of using Chu Jian?”

Zhao Yi laughed wildly again. When the laughter sounded, his red and black little sword had been bent in the air and swiped past these little swords.

With a loud bang, countless black and red real fires were born above his head out of thin air, standing in the air like a huge furnace, grabbing these small swords and making them.

Puff puff puff… Dozens of intensive and continuous sound, the majestic vitality gathered by these dozens of small swords were all burned into the air and scattered by fire waves.

At this moment, Li Daozhou shot.

Li Daozhou, wearing iron armor, is the real commander of Lianbo’s army. He has commanded the frontier army over the years, and he has two swords on his back. I don’t know how much blood of a strong man has been stained. However, at this time, this famous general of the Qin army has not The sword is out, but the palms are shot forward.

Two hurricanes formed in front of him and pushed against Lianbo.

Lianbo screamed and flew upwards. In the next instant, he became a black spot in the sky.

In the sky at this time, there is another black spot, that is his dark green sword.

After this sword was shaken off, it did not fall, but flew out like a high altitude.

At this time, Lianbo stretched out his hand to catch the sword.

There was a whistling sound in the air that made eardrums tingling.

The two black spots expanded sharply in Zhao Yi’s eyes.

Zhao Yi’s face became abnormally solemn.

He felt the mountain-like heaven and earth vitality merge into these two black spots.

His eyes narrowed.

Then he held his black big sword with both hands, and smashed the sledgehammer up again.

The next moment, a circular wave of air appeared around his body, exploding outward.

All the flames outside him disappeared, and some of the pitch-black poplar trees standing in the burning reeds were instantly stirred into countless sawdust and fluttered outside.

Countless soil was shaken by the terrifying shock wave and thrown around.

There is a huge pit on this shore.

In the smoke and dust, two figures at the bottom of the pit gradually appeared.

Zhao Yi still held the big black sword in both hands, and the big black sword was a little bent and deformed.

Before Zhao Jianlu died, most of the practitioners of Zhao Jianlu spent their entire life working on iron. Zhao Jianlu’s sword tire was recognized as the number one in the world, and Zhao Yi was the first apprentice of Zhao Jianlu. Naturally, his sword tire was beyond ordinary people’s imagination.

However, at this time, his sword was bent, and it was especially visible what kind of power was contained in the hit just now.

Lian Bo still held the sword in his right hand, but the whole arm was strangely twisted and hanging down. There was blood oozing out between his lips and teeth, and his face was exceptionally pale.

Obviously, in this shot, his right arm bone had broken in many places.

“The world knows Zhao Siqiang, but I didn’t expect you to be so strong.”

Lian Bo took the sword with his left hand and looked at the place where Bai Shanshui’s figure disappeared. The blood in his mouth no longer flowed. He looked at Zhao Yi with hatred, and laughed Lily: “You just exchanged your life for Baishanshui’s life, do you Zhao Jianlu think it’s worth it?”

Zhao Yi also sensed something at this time, and slowly turned his body sideways.

On the far bank of the river, a figure was walking.

The figure was extremely thin and tall, as tall as a turret in Changling.

“Who I am, I think only Shen Xuan who eats inside and out, and only the seven realms where he hides like a water rat in the sewer gnawing corpses, will not attract too many people’s attention and come here.”

Zhao Yi knew who the person was, and he also understood that Lianbo was just trying to haunt him. With such a combination of two people, he had absolutely no chance of winning half a point, but Zhao was flowing out of his eyebrows. When the Miao Benming Sword is destroyed, it means that the frustration gets stronger.

“I control my own life.”

He said this sentence.

As he said this, the extremely thin and tall one in the distance, as tall as a turret, released a palpable sword intent.

The haze aura on his body suddenly dissipated, the sky shone, and countless heavy gold rims were plated on his body, like a devil like a holy.

At the same time, it seems that there is an invisible bridge in the sky, and it is like a gap has been broken in the space. It is also moving a mountain. Ordinary practitioners will move in a large amount of heaven and earth vitality that suits their body from the extremely distant world like a mountain. At this time, he turned the other way around, passing the countless sword qi formed in his body through this invisible bridge.

The light above Zhao Yi’s head became brighter and brighter, until Zhao Yi’s entire body turned white, as if it was about to melt.

Zhao Yi said before, “My life is my life, I can’t help it.” He naturally knew where the real threat came from, but at this time, he didn’t care about the countless silk swords that fell from the sky, but rather seriously Wave out of the sword.

Following Zhao Miao’s travels in the world over the years, he has realized the truth of retreat, but the people of Zhao Jianlu, even if they retreat, still retreat from advancement.

The slightly curved sword fell like a hammer again.

When a craftsman strikes iron, when the hammer falls, he wants to smash everything out. The power of that hammer is the sublimation of the craftsman’s life. Many people cannot imagine how a craftsman can strike a hammer that far exceeds his own strength. That’s it.

There was a muffled sound.

The pit continues to sink.

Lianbo’s left arm and even his body sounded with countless cracked bones.

Lianbo screamed. The hatred and perseverance of these years made him stand incomparably arrogant. The ground under his feet cracked, and two streams of river water poured out, supporting his body and supporting his sword.

However, at this moment, the small red sword that was so black had also struck.

This black and red sword is like a small hammer struck by an elderly master worker who is assisting in an iron shop. It is just to regularize the shape of the red iron being hit, but this hammer is the one that can best determine the shape of the red iron. hammer.

The dark green sword in Lianbo’s hand slashed on this small sword, but the dark green long sword in his hand oscillated for an instant.

This shock spread to him, shattering his vitality.

Lianbo slumped to the ground. The powerful force pushed him to slide out sharply. The curvature of the bottom of the pit caused his body to slide down sharply. When he broke away from the pit, he threw it upward.

Zhao Yi’s figure kept running, rushing forward.

He did not look at Lianbo’s figure, because he had already closed his eyes at this time.

The light falling from the sky brightens for a few minutes.

Countless silky sword energy pierced his body.

He snorted, and the true essence in the entire Qi Sea turned into real fire and burned violently.

These sword qi was burned out in his body.

But at the same time, countless qi and blood in his body were evaporated, and his body instantly dried up.

The extremely thin and tall figure in the distance let out a cold sigh of anger.

The light thread piercing Zhao Yi’s eyes was brighter, but the light in the sky suddenly disappeared.

All the water in Zhao Yi’s eyes evaporates, and countless blood veins dry up to break, like turning into silt.

Zhao Yi’s eyes darkened. He knew that he would never see any light or color anymore, but his dry face became more tenacious.

The big black sword in his hand was pulled back with his backhand,

The big black sword screamed in the wind, and the big stone thrown by the catapult fell on the thin and tall figure in the distance.

His body recoiled with this sword, and several ups and downs disappeared in the wasteland on the river bank.

Shen Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward.

There was a metal tremor, his five fingers turned bronze, and he slightly grasped the tip of the black big sword.

Li Daozhou fell behind Lianbo, supporting the falling Lianbo with both hands.

During this battle, Bai Shanshui was seriously injured, Zhao Yi was blinded and lost a sword… However, such a killing failed to completely leave these great rebellions. At this time, the great Qin general did not feel any joy in his heart. Instead, the whole body was trembling unceasingly.

Shen Xuan didn’t have any communication with Lian Bo and his two remaining generals, but turned around and looked back with Zhao Yi’s great sword, looking towards the Changling imperial city.

The streets of Changling are criss-crossed, and it falls in his eyes at this time, like a square chessboard.

In this great war, even if these great rebels could escape, they would still fold their feathers, but for a long time to come, these great rebels could only find a way to win a little bit of space for their lives.

However, Emperor Yuan Wu achieved what he had imagined, and the Lushan Union was completely settled before.

In the hustle and bustle, the strong above the seven realms are like pawns, can swordsmanship be stronger than mental skills?