Sui and Tang Dynasties Summons

Chapter 308 Kill ten people with one sword, who can stop me!

With the sword in one hand, Jiang Song asked with a long sigh of relief: "You are cunning and despicable, quickly tell me where the mechanism is, or don't blame me for not having eyes with swords, and I will go to the mechanism after killing you."

"Ha ha."

Wu Yong stroked his beard with a disdainful smile, and said in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, soldiers have never tire of deceit. Your Excellency speaks arrogantly, but I don't know your name, so let me erect a monument for you, so that you will not die without a place to die."

"Return the original words."

The east wind blows, dancing Jiang Song's oblique hair, and the murderous aura is condensed between the fingers.

"I don't know good from bad, kill me!"

Wu Yong could no longer wait patiently for Jiang Song's reply, so he drank it coldly, causing the surrounding soldiers to rush forward, and directly chopped Jiang Song into meat sauce on the spot.

"kill!"

The eyes of the surrounding soldiers turned red instantly, and each of them ran towards Jiang Song with their swords shining with cold light.

Looking at the soldiers rushing around, the pity in Jiang Song's eyes was swept away, and turned into wolf pupils as deep as an abyss. The saber in his hand was slowly unsheathed, and an invisible murderous aura instantly condensed in the air among.

"go to hell!"

Suddenly a cold light appeared behind Jiang Song, and it could stab Jiang Song at a mere distance away.

Swish!
The scabbard suddenly flew into the air.

A sharp light flashed across the void, like a ray of arc light splitting the sky in the eternal night, and the sparks burst into bloom in an instant, giving birth to a brilliant light.

Jiang Song's silver sword was out of its sheath, pushed flat with one sword, and melted into the air.

The speed of this push is incomparable, but it also gives people a strange feeling of freezing frame by frame and turning slowly. .

The body of the sword trembled slightly, arousing the surrounding air currents. It seemed that even the air turned into a swamp at this moment, and was stirred into a paste by the sword's force.

A sword gives birth to endless brilliance!
Heavy sword shadows, covering the void!
The sword lights are densely woven into a spider web, like lightning and thunder that entwine and strike one after another.

With a flick of a finger, this extremely fierce sword was born with a cold light, and it has covered countless soldiers who approached into the range of the sword, and it is impossible to avoid it.

clack clack...

Immediately after the loud bang, half of the ship's plank seemed to be overturned directly, sending out continuous cracking notes.

Puff, puff.

Wherever the indestructible thunder light passed, blood splashed all over the sky, screams continued to be heard, countless broken weapons, countless shattered corpses were lifted into the air by the silver light.

In an instant, the sword returned to the scabbard, dozens of corpses were buried, and blood flowed ten steps.

Jiang Song turned around coldly, blood splashed all over the sky, but didn't touch a drop, as if he had eyes, he was forced away by the sword energy alive.

"How could it be so powerful"

The soldiers on both sides were startled dumbfounded, just now they wanted to attack together, chopped Jiang Song into a meat paste, and in an instant, dozens of soldiers just now turned into a bloody mist.

They couldn't imagine how fast this sword technique was, and they didn't dare to think about it. At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds.

escape!
"Unexpectedly, he is a master of martial arts. I have always been thirsty for talent. If you are willing to do things for me, not only will you not die today, but you will be able to enjoy the glory and wealth in the future. How about it?"

Wu Yong pretended to be elegant, shaking the feather fan in his hand, and looked at Jiang Song in front of him with admiration.

Jiang Song didn't speak, but a sneer slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, a sneer as bright as a god of death.

Finally, he spit out a few words coldly.

"I'm here to take the head!"

Wu Yong beat the feather fan in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Toasting is not to eat and fine wine! Whoever captures this person alive will be rewarded with a thousand taels of reward, and he will be promoted to three ranks!"

Originally, everyone was afraid of Jiang Song's ruthlessness, but there must be a brave man under a heavy reward, so everyone still mustered up their courage, and red-eyed to kill Jiang Song for money.

"Poor people, after all, they still can't escape the entanglement of fame and fortune, but."

"Poor people must have something to hate, they should be killed!"

Killing thoughts have arisen, and there is no way to avoid it!
Murderous intent was everywhere, Jiang Song's silver sword was still spinning, but when the dozens of weapons pierced three inches in front of his body, it was no longer the silver sword, but the sword light.

The bright sword light bloomed in the night sky like fireworks.

Only the sound of gold and iron clanging was heard, Jian Guang was involved there, there was a burst of screams, Jian Guang shattered the dozens of long swords that had been stabbed, and made another volley in the air, only in one breath For a while, they fell on the dozen or so pawns who were approaching.

Puff puff!
The blood flower bloomed, and the dripping blood flew into the sky.

More than a dozen elite Liang soldiers were killed in just one breath.

The speed is like thunder, and the strength is like a collapsed mountain!
It was so powerful that even the eyes seemed unable to follow Jian Guang's trajectory.

Wu Yong's eyelids twitched, his face twitched violently, and he seemed to have retreated in his heart.

It's not that he has never seen a master of swordsmanship, such as Brother Xiahou, Hao Zhao, Deng Ai, Yan Liang and others are all masters of swordsmanship, but it is the first time Wu Yongzhen has seen someone who can use swordsmanship to such a level!

Can the fire of a firefly candle compete with the sun and the moon?
As soon as the thought changed, in the blink of an eye, the stumps and broken bodies flew around.

"Don't spare his life, everyone will do their best to kill him, and the reward will be [-] taels! You will be promoted to five ranks!"

It can only be a joke if the opponent's shot is caught, and the idea of ​​capturing it alive. Facing such a terrifying opponent, the only hope of victory is to fight to the death.
Wu Yong made a murderous and awe-inspiring voice, not to mention whether he had the power to reward ten thousand taels and be promoted to five ranks, but his reward once again inspired the timid soldiers to go to Jiang Song again with a fluke mentality. kill.

With an order, a group of soldiers drew out their iron swords and shook their armor. In an instant, the sword light danced and enveloped Jiang Song.

With a twist of Jiang Song's wrist, the silver sword fluttered and fell between his hands. With a sudden force, his hands suddenly snapped!
Click!

A hundred-refined silver sword suddenly shattered, turning into dozens of refined iron fragments, which shot out at an astonishing speed.

There was a tearing sound of puffing and puffing.

"what!"

Immediately, a group of people turned their backs on their backs, screaming and screaming continuously, dozens of people fell to the ground on the spot, blood overflowed, and some people were crushed by the iron fragments that came from the attack, and one hand seemed to be broken Usually, some people have their leg bones shattered or their abdomen pierced by fragments like stray bullets, but this is still good, at least their lives are safe.

What was really unlucky was that the fragments hit the forehead, throat or heart... and other important parts, and a blood hole was opened on the spot, and the vitality was quickly lost, and the breath died on the spot.

Although there were hundreds of soldiers left, they were all terrified. Looking at Jiang Song's deep and strange eyes, it was like looking at a demon stepped out of hell.

No one dared to take a step closer.

Jiang Song threw the hilt of the sword in his hand aside, and his eyes suddenly shot at Wu Yong like a sharp blade.

"Thief, it's your turn!"

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(to be continued.)

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