This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 247 Ji Xuan’s battle

"A bunch of trash."

Looking at the restless soldiers outside the battle circle.

The leader of the rebels, a middle-aged man known as General Zeng, had a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Before the two sides even touched each other, their own soldiers had already begun to commotion.

No matter which general looks at it, this is a precarious situation.

But General Zeng still seemed to have a plan in mind.

A single horseman slowly left General Zeng, came to the outermost perimeter, and raised his blade at the two soldiers who had put down their weapons...

The sword flashed, two big heads rose into the sky, and blood gushes from the neck of the corpse.

"Fighter, die!"

The voice was as cold as a knife.

The surrounding soldiers held their weapons tightly in their hands tremblingly.

Looking at Ji Xuan's army slowly approaching, fear spread in the hearts of countless people.

Despite the fear, the formation that had collapsed just now has slowly taken shape.

Obviously, it is worse to be killed by one's own people than to be killed by the enemy.

There was no emotion in Ji Xuan's eyes. He followed the Chinese army indifferently, with the spear tilted in his hand, and commanded the ram beside him to dare:

"You go forward to suppress the formation. If the enemy is not a soldier who can fight a hundred battles, he will be defeated."

Although it was only a cursory observation, the sensitive Ji Xuan could still see the composition of the enemy's army.

The soldiers on the periphery looked ill-equipped and looked bad, and some even held hoes and shovels... obviously they were used by the enemy generals as cannon fodder to consume their own combat power.

Only those in the inner circle who looked calm could barely be considered a qualified army.

But soldiers who have never seen blood can still see it.

Ji Xuan could tell with just a quick glance. Although the soldiers in the inner circle looked calm, their eyes as if they were new to the battlefield were definitely not deceptive.

The eyes of a veteran of many battles are numb.

It's a constant process of raising and lowering the knife.

That kind of numb indifference, without a trace of emotion in his eyes is absolutely impossible to fake.

Although those soldiers had been trained for a long time, they had never seen blood or killed anyone. They just lacked that breathtaking feeling.

"Yes."

Gongyang Gan narrowed his eyes slightly and at the same time raised his six-foot-long sword.

Having followed Ji Xuan on the battlefield, he naturally knew how to use long weapons.

Gong Yang dared not to give in, picked up his long knife and rushed to the front of the team.

His horse is an old horse, a trophy brought back from the Battle of Yumen Pass.

Been following him for many years.

Lao Ma naturally went to the battlefield with him.

"kill!!"

Gongyang Gan's eyes became determined. He dragged the long knife in his hand to the ground, carried it with one hand and moved forward, following the horse faster and faster.

"bump!"

There was a loud noise.

Naturally, some of the enemy troops took the lead in the charge.

The person taking the lead was a man who looked extremely strong.

However, with just one blow, the man was split in half by Gongyang Dare's long knife.

Even the men, horses and weapons were all cut into two pieces.

After beheading the enemy, Gongyang Gan's eyes didn't even move, and he directly looked at the next target. With the same blow, both men and horses were still shattered.

Gongyang Dare's six-foot-long sword was like a meat grinder, charging back and forth on the battlefield.

Wherever you kill, you will be afraid; wherever you kill, you will be defeated.

Seeing Gong Yang dare to show such bravery, both the enemy army and the reinforcements brought by Ji Xuan were shocked.

It was obvious that he had never seen such a murderous god before.

Gong Yanggan naturally felt that the strength he showed on the battlefield shocked countless people.

"Ha ha."

He just smiled lightly, not proudly.

Because he knew very well that there were five more people like him in Pei Yinlang's yamen.

There is another one who is going to be like me soon.

……

"King Yu, the reinforcements are really brave. Our trouble in Hangzhou has been solved!"

The Hangzhou magistrate, who was still on the top of the city, saw that Gong Yang dared to be so brave and that the front wing of the rebels was almost killed by the head-holding Shu Jeng, and a smile had already appeared on his face.

But when his eyes fell on King Yu's face, he froze.

King Yu seemed...not happy?
King Yu glanced at him indifferently, without saying a word. His eyes turned back and fell on Ji Xuan, who was among the reinforcements under the city head.

At this time, Ji Xuan has not yet entered the battlefield and is slowly advancing with the army.

It seems to have a feeling.

Ji Xuan raised his eyes and naturally saw King Yu in purple robes on top of the city.

The two looked at each other.

A strange atmosphere rose above this battlefield.

"what happened?"

The prefect felt this strange atmosphere.

A strange thought flashed through my mind.

Is it possible...

The prefect's brows wrinkled slightly.

King Yu looked at Ji Xuan quietly.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Only he knows that he is waiting.

Waiting for his subordinates to do something very important.

King Yu watched calmly.

Ji Xuan slowly lowered his head and shifted his eyes from the top of the city to the battlefield.

At this time, the battle between the reinforcements' forward and the rebel's forward flank had reached a fever pitch.

The results were unsurprising.

The reinforcements he brought almost killed the rebel soldiers like dogs.

And he also knew that it was time for him to appear next.

Should the commander-in-chief personally approve and go into battle?
There was a hint of sadness in Ji Xuan's eyes.

Of course not.

Even if the entire army is killed, he can still escape back to the capital.

But why do we have to go into battle in person today?

If that boy Wu Zhaoyun knew that he was going into battle in person today, he would probably laugh at himself for a while.

Pity.

He is still in the Royal Hospital and his life and death are unknown.

Ji Xuan did not immediately move towards the center of the battlefield, he was also waiting.

What is he waiting for?
Nobody knows.

Just when the soldiers on the battlefield were killing themselves.

The Rebels' lineup seemed to be unable to hold on for some time.

A sound like a crack opening in the heavenly palace suddenly resounded throughout the entire city of Hangzhou.

"Om..."

The moment it rang, everyone was stunned for a second.

At this time, everyone who had practiced martial arts on the field felt their bodies tighten slightly.

People with low realms inexplicably feel as if their bodies have experienced some terrible horror at that moment.

People with a high level of martial arts reacted strongly.

Especially the male sheep who are fighting.

He suddenly felt his body tighten, and then the energy in his body began to surge wildly.

After allocating his energy to suppress the qi that was surging in his body, Gongyang Daang was shocked to feel that his warrior realm seemed to be suppressed abruptly.

what happened?

Gongyang dared to kill a rebel general who was charging forward with a single blow. He cleared away the enemies within almost five feet and looked at his superior in shock.

At this time, Ji Xuan closed his eyes slightly.

He could clearly feel the energy rising from the ground cutting off the connection between his body and the world.

The endless life force is no longer supplied by heaven and earth at this moment.

"Did you fall down the grade?"

Ji Xuan opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although he was well prepared, at this moment, his heart still felt a little heavy.

"Old thing, I hope you didn't lie to me."

Ji Xuan's eyes shifted to the direction of the capital.And in Beijing.

The observation deck of the Kewu Division at this time.

The Imperial Master seemed to feel something, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, with a slight smile on his lips, and then he looked in the direction of Hangzhou.

"Ha ha."

A deep laugh.

Afterwards, the observation tower returned to its original calm.

……

in the battlefield.

King Yu on the top of the city also felt the physical resistance.

He quietly felt the current state.

"The Extinguishing Martial Formation..."

He murmured slightly.

So this is ah.

The suppression of third-level warriors is to cut off the connection between the body and heaven and earth.

Suppression that draws fire from the bottom of the cauldron.

The person who created such a large formation was obviously a person of great wisdom.

"It's my turn to show up."

At this moment, King Yu showed a strange smile on his face.

"The rebels below the city can no longer hold on any longer. I will step in to help the general."

There was no emotion in King Yu's voice.

"No! A gentleman cannot take personal risks."

After hearing what King Yu said, the prefect's face changed drastically and he quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Just wait for my triumphant return."

King Yu's calm voice came.

When the magistrate looked again, King Yu was no longer on the top of the city.

"Oh!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.

King Yu's body appeared under the city wall of Hangzhou.

At this time, King Yu was still wearing the purple robe.

The only difference from before was that a sword appeared in his hand.

Seeing the sword, Ji Xuan's face showed a hint of complexity.

"He is a member of the royal family after all, haha."

Ji Xuan's voice is equally complex.

The drawn sword was the sword that represented the legitimacy of the Dayong royal family, a sword that could only appear in the emperor's palace.

The name of that sword is... Zhenguo Sword.

King Yu held the Zhenguo Sword upside down and moved forward slowly.

When the rebel closest to him saw the strange man suddenly appearing, he stepped forward without saying anything.

But their bodies were like tofu, and they could not survive under the sword of King Yu.

As King Yu gradually took over Ji Xuan.

The sound of fighting on the battlefield seemed to have become quieter.

"You came."

Ji Xuan looked at King Yu who appeared in front of him.

There was a trace of trance and reminiscence in his eyes.

At that time, King Yu and Jianhong were brothers in the same room, and they had a good relationship with Ji Xuan and the powerful Marquis Wu Zhaoyun.

"I am coming."

King Yu looked at Ji Xuan with only indifference.

"You might die if you come."

The complexity in Ji Xuan's eyes was gone, replaced by endless darkness.

He just sat on the horse, looking down at King Yu standing in front of his horse.

"Ha ha."

King Yu was still holding the sword of Zhenguo upside down, and he looked at Ji Xuan as if he were looking at a dead person:
"Try it, maybe I'm not the one who died?"

"You can kill me if you are aware of it?"

Ji Xuan seemed to have heard a big joke. He looked at King Yu with surprise on his face:
"Your swordsmanship is not very good."

"This time is different from the past."

King Yu was not affected by Ji Xuan's words at all. He looked at Ji Xuan calmly:

"Where's your knife? Your strongest skill is not your marksmanship."

"Ji's sword never kills his own people."

Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm.

"Ha ha."

King Yu gently pointed the Zhenguo Sword in his hand at Ji Xuan:

"We have different positions and can only meet each other in life and death."

As he spoke, the Zhenguo Sword in his hand shone brightly, and a purple sword energy suddenly emerged from the Zhenguo Sword and went straight to Ji Xuan's neck.

Ji Xuan's eyes were cold, and he was not surprised at all by the sudden sword energy. He placed the spear in his hand across his chest and waved lightly at the extremely fast purple sword energy.

"Ding."

With a crisp sound, the sword energy that could kill a high-level warrior just dissipated into the air.

"Your swordsmanship is still the same."

Ji Xuan's voice had no trace of emotion.

He already knew the truth the moment he saw Zhenguo Sword.

He knew that King Yu in purple clothes was not the only one who wanted him dead today.

Even this plan should have started three years ago.

Because according to intelligence, those children who died mysteriously began to appear three years ago.

These children were called Jianzi.

Ha ha.

"It seems that you have broken through to the third level three years ago."

Ji Xuan's voice was still cold.

"Oh?"

King Yu glanced at Ji Xuan unexpectedly:
"You are smart."

"Haha, the birds are gone, the good bows are hidden, and the lackeys are cooked."

Ji Xuan sighed deeply and said in a complicated tone:
"After the empire has its own sword, it is also a threat if someone else's sword is in their hands."

"Go down below with these feelings of yours."

King Yu shook his head and laughed.

"Come on, let me try. How strong is Ji Xuan, who always beat me in martial arts competitions, now?"

King Yu didn't hesitate at all and struck out the second sword directly.

This second sword was more powerful than the previous sword. It was very different from the previous sword just in the hand. A strong purple electric light appeared around King Yu's body. Along with this sword He waved out, and the purple electric light was also mixed in, transforming into an extremely fast dragon, roaring and flying in the direction of Ji Xuan.

"So your way is...thunder and lightning."

Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with a trace of trance. He remembered that when King Yu was granted the title, he was only in the fifth rank when he left the capital and had not found his own way.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and he has already reached the same level as himself across two levels.

Although both of them were affected by the formation at this time and could not exert their full strength, even if they were only at the fourth level of combat power, it was enough to focus the attention of the entire war.

The prefect on top of the city could see clearly.

"Prince Yu...why did he start fighting with Ji Xuan??"

The prefect's eyes were full of horror.

……

Seeing the menacing attack, Ji Xuan's eyes became serious.

And a green color began to slowly rise around Ji Xuan.

In an instant, everyone on the battlefield felt a sudden strong wind.

With Ji Xuan as the center, the surrounding ordinary soldiers and some low-level warriors have been blown away.

The strong wind gradually gathered into a transparent cyan wall.

It was in sharp contrast to the surging purple dragon.

"boom!"

The purple dragon didn't hesitate at all and hit the cyan wall.

In an instant.

An unpleasant smell erupted from the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)