ask sword 2

Chapter 625
The long halberd broke into the crowd, setting off a bloodbath.The clone of Mosi dressed as Lu Bu is like a demon god, destroying all enemies in the way.

Innate warriors are not his all-in-one enemies, and ordinary spells can't even leave traces on his armor.

The slaves suffered heavy casualties, and they hid behind and hesitated to move forward, allowing Mosi's avatar to open the way in front, leading Li Ang to the outside of the city as if entering a land of no one.

The Crow Nine puppet narrowed its eyes, pointed at several slaves who were trying to escape, and clenched its fists violently.

boom!
The collars on the slaves' necks suddenly burst, and their heads were torn apart and scattered all over the ground.
The headless corpse, whose neck section kept spurting blood, staggered forward a few steps, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

The Raven Nine puppet's cold gaze swept over all the slaves, and said expressionlessly, "Stop him."

According to Junqianzi's original plan, Lian Xuanxiao should come to Xingzhou alone to worship his parents at this time, without any entourage or disciples.

The appearance of Li Ang is an accidental factor, which must be erased as soon as possible.

The slaves looked at each other and had no choice but to catch up.

If you look down from a high altitude, the city is full of slaves, swarming like ants.

Mosi's avatar protected Li Ang with his left hand, and waved Fang Tian's painted halberd with his right hand, knocking down the flying sword device.

Crow Nine was restless, and Li Ang was also anxious - the other Mosi avatars he released turned into the shape of flying birds, overlooking Xingzhou, and clearly saw the bridge collapse and the road flooded.

Zhaoming's surprise attack was extremely vicious. The officials, military officers, and monks in the city were assassinated by the crow's puppet immediately.

The soldiers and government soldiers below wanted to rescue the disaster, but they were like headless chickens, unable to organize effectively.

Occasionally, there are volunteer villagers carrying sandbags to the river embankment, facing the continuous cracking of the embankment, but it is just a drop in the bucket.

Li Ang had a panoramic view of everything, and turned his head to look at Mosi's avatar.

"Lu Bu" understood immediately, opened his palm with the size of a cattail leaf fan, let Li Ang climb into his palm, swiped the halberd with his right hand, and forced all the slaves back at the same time,

The huge figure rushed forward a few steps, swung his left arm in a circle, accumulated the kinetic energy to the maximum, and threw Li Ang towards the sky like a javelin.

This shot was too fast and too fast, Li Ang leaped over the city wall, activated the sea of ​​​​qi at the right time, released the power of thought, propelled himself to fly out of the city, and pulled out the glowing crossbow filled with wind charms in the air, and pulled the trigger towards the rear.

hum-

The wind talisman was triggered, generating a roaring gust of wind, pushing Li Ang to throw off the pursuers and fly to the west.

Instead of being distracted to protect Li Ang's body's Mosi clone, he flicked his wrist and finally could exert his full strength.

Faster, faster.

Li Ang flew close to the treetops in the dense forest, clutching the jade pendant of the academy tour tightly in his hand.

The sky in the distance showed a strange blue-black color, and the thick dark clouds slowly rotated, like a grimace, overlooking the mortal world.

Boom!
Li Ang slid and fell to the ground, his feet plowed two long and narrow tracks in the forest, and his figure was already out of the range of the chaotic wind.

Before he could stand still, he hurriedly picked up the jade pendant.

The jade pendant flickered a few times, and finally exuded a warm luster.

The communication was effective, and Li Ang quickly clicked and swiped on the jade pendant, sending a call for help to Luoyang Academy, to the Academy, to the imperial court, to the Zhenfu Division, and to all forces.

After the message was successfully sent, Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, flipped his palms over, took out the book of all souls from his pocket, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me the way to stop the flood."

The Wanlingshu was silent for a long time, and a line of writing slowly appeared on the pale paper.

[One eye, one ear, ten years lifespan]

"make a deal."

Accompanied by Li Ang's resolute words, his left eye and right ear immediately melted and turned into blood, dripping on the pages of the book.

The severe pain pierced through his mind, and Li Ang summoned Mosi to fill the wound, while the rest of his mind remained calm and waited with full concentration.

The turbid bloody water flows continuously, turning into a complex pattern like a spider web. That is the hydrological map of the underground river in Xingzhou.

"I still don't understand, sir."

In the center of the eye of the storm, Jun Qianzi formed a talisman with his hands, driving the thunder to bombard Lian Xuanxiao repeatedly, and said loudly: "If the catastrophe does not come in our generation, why did you stop me 19 years ago.

If a catastrophe will come in our generation, then the following people will die anyway, and you have no intention of saving them from the beginning,

Why are you here now? "

Lian Xuanxiao calmed down the wind and thunder with his sword, and said calmly: "It's up to you for your own kindness."

"hypocritical."

Junqian shook his head and said: "The first emperor of Yu State, for the sake of longevity, caused the evil disaster in Lingnan, did the Academy ever ask?

Five surnames and seven kings occupy one side, regard servants as pigs and dogs, and regard common people as domestic slaves, has the academy ever asked about it?

The underground ghost city of Chang'an, the gangsters who bully men and women in Chang'an city, if you think about it, teacher, you can take away the heads of these people in a day, and return the world to a bright future, right?

But you didn't do that, you are essentially the same kind of person as me, you will use any means to achieve your goals,
Everything else, such as benevolence, righteousness and morality, shame, honor and disgrace, can all be discarded and sacrificed. "

Facing Jun Qianzi's sarcasm and accusation, Lian Xuanxiao flicked his long sword, and the blade of the sword pulled bright thunder, blasting towards the low hill, flattening the top of the hill.

"Damn."

Fei Lian, who was dressed as Jing Guogui, looked at the thunder passing by not far away, and spat.

The sky has become the stage for the two talisman masters, Jun Qianzi and Lian Xuanxiao. The divine thunder is tormenting and the wind is dancing wildly.
Fei Lian, as a Candle Sky magician, can only dodge the wind and thunder like a fly. Occasionally, he will use needles to release spells, slightly disturbing Lian Xuanxiao's movements.

The humiliation in it was really unbearable for Fei Lian who was proud of himself.

"There is still a quarter of an hour!"

Shang Yang, who still had a terrible scar on his chest, braved the wind and thunder and yelled at his companions: "It's almost time to retreat!"

Everyone in Zhaoming had sneaked into the hinterland of Yu Kingdom secretly through the Nine Nether Dark River Tunnel, and Lord Youqiong shielded the sky.

At present, most of the underground river tunnels are filled with torrents, which are used to intensify the flood, leaving only a few escape routes.

The state of Yu's support will come at any time, and he must escape along the secret passage before that.

"hold on!"

The girl in the yellow skirt, alsophila spinulosa, scolded softly, and looked at Jun Qianzi and Lian Xuanxiao who were fighting in the sky with great reluctance.

For this ambush, Zhao Ming prepared for more than ten years and made countless preparations, no matter what, he must achieve his goal.

swiftly—

Yuansou swung his sword in the air, and then swooped down, falling into the muddy river.

"Ape old man, are you going to escape?!"

Alsophila spinulosa shouted sharply, but Yuansou didn't seem to hear it, and fell straight into the water.

With the loss of one Zhuxiao Sword Sect, the pressure of the battle situation increased sharply, and everyone in Zhaoming had to redouble their efforts to mobilize the sea of ​​​​Qi to sweep the formation for the son of the emperor.

Pfft!
Yuansou sank into the river, his sword energy swayed, creating air bubbles all over his body to isolate the water flow, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the river bed, tearing a gap.

(End of this chapter)