Just when it was about to hit, the opponent's rough big hand grabbed the sword blade.
Xi Heng blinked, and immediately remembered how Zhao Wanli had lost one arm in his last life, so he let go of the sword and turned to hide in another direction.
click -
The ground suddenly cracked open, and a powerful dark yellow energy suddenly erupted, shocking people's hearts.
If I had still been standing there, I would probably have been beaten into a ball of blood.
Xi Heng fixed his gaze and took a few more steps back.
When Fang Tiande saw Xi Heng's reaction, he frowned deeply:
"How do you know this trick? Is there a traitor on my side?"
"It has nothing to do with you. You are already dying. Why are you still talking so much?"
Xi Heng flicked his wrist and pulled out the sword from the inventory again like a magic trick.
"Yeah... why should I waste my time talking to a dying man like you." Fang Tiande was still arrogant. He shook his left hand that was bleeding from holding the sword and held the giant axe steadily.
The two looked at each other with murderous intent.
After a moment, they rushed forward at the same time.
Xi Heng held the Yueyin Sword in a posture, and seeing Fang Tiande holding up the giant axe, his chest exposed a weak spot, he immediately stretched out his left hand:
"flutter!"
He activated the Blood Surge Technique, stretched his left hand forward again, and held the Blood Spirit Stone tightly in his hand.
The enemy opened his eyes wide, vaguely understood something, and then reacted.
He also reached his left hand to his waist, tore off a brocade bag, grasped it tightly, and pushed it forward.
"Puff!" The loud shout of this burly middle-aged man was obviously more powerful than Xi Heng's voice.
However, unlike the mighty power, the thick and rich blood energy emitted by Xi Heng's Blood Surge Technique pushed the opponent down and overwhelmed him.
Fang Tiande narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can you store so much spiritual energy?"
"Who said I only have one?"
Xi Heng is now holding two spirit stones in his left hand.
More than 1,500 units of spiritual light turned into a surge of blood and energy, first repelling the enemy's spell, then pushing away a heavy blow from the axe blade, and then crashing straight into his broad heart.
Xi Heng's stabbing sword followed the blood surge technique and got closer. When the blood in the air blocked her vision, the sword of death, which cost her entire right arm meridians, suddenly appeared with blood.
bang——
The sword blade pierced through the heart, unleashing a powerful dark force that disturbed the heart.
Fang Tiande struggled to grab it, but his speed seemed extremely slow compared to Xi Heng's calm mind.
Even if the meridians on the right side of her body were severed, she could still dodge to the side with the remaining strength in her left foot.
"Die."
Xi Heng opened his hand and delivered a final blow that shocked the bones.
The sudden appearance of white bones was like rain, knocking Fang Tiande backwards and causing him to fall to the ground.
The other party was spitting blood and his body was twitching as if he was trying to stand up.
Xi Heng let out a sigh of relief and immediately poured all the remaining magic power he had on the other party.
As blood arrows and blood claws pierced into or scratched his body protected by Wuhua Jin, Fang Tiande finally fell to the ground.
"How can I fall here..."
He murmured his last words with his last breath, and his pupils lost their luster.
Xi Heng had also been almost exhausted. His vital energy was almost depleted, his meridians were broken, his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was gradually dying.
She grabbed Fang Tiande's Blood Spirit Stone again and was about to wait for the game to load, but when she looked at her hand, she froze in place.
"……what?"
It was obvious that there was not much spiritual light left in this spirit stone because Fang Tiande used it to activate the Blood Surge Technique.
"Why is this so..." Xi Heng pouted: "Why would there be broken items after defeating the boss?"
"If I had known I wouldn't have to fight him with a blood rush. It would have been better to just take the risk and kill him."
"How about we save something else this time?"
She tilted her head and glanced at Fang Tiande's body.
The items on the other party were indeed quite good, including a set of golden general's heavy armor, and a long-handled giant axe on the other side that seemed to be made of meteorite iron from the sky. It was completely black with only the bright blade flashing a crescent-shaped silver light. They were all good treasures.
But she can't use it...
She couldn't even wear a full set of general's armor, and with her slender body, she couldn't even lift and swing such a big axe.
So Xi Heng set his eyes on the other two brocade bags hanging on the other person's waist, reached out to open them, and took out the things inside.
"A hollow round jade pendant..."
The word "Tianliang" is written between the dragon patterns carved on it, and there is a line of small characters engraved behind it - seeing jade is like seeing a marshal.
It can probably be considered as a token of Tianliang's will...
But Xi Heng had no interest in this.
After this battle, Tianliang will lose its leader and will inevitably become weaker.
Once Tianliang is destroyed, this round jade pendant will be of no use.
She threw it casually on the ground and rummaged for another larger treasure bag.
"A little book?"
This is a book that is only the size of her palm, with the words "Three Strategies of Dunjia" written on the dark blue cover.
She took a look at it while she was still alive, and saw that it listed various military tactics and formations, with various texts and patterns mixed together, which was a bit dazzling.
"This might be of some use..."
Although Fang Tiande was defeated by her, he was still a good general after all. After launching the rebellion, he was able to quickly capture most of the southeastern areas of Da Zhao. Perhaps few people could match him in the way of leading an army.
The military books that the other party often carries with him must contain a lot of things worth learning.
After this battle, I might join the army to show off my authority, which should come in handy when the time comes.
"Just take this book." Xi Heng grabbed the book. His energy was almost exhausted, and his eyes were covered with darkness.
A floating feeling enveloped her entire body, prompting her to stand up.
When he opened his eyes again, the words "Load File" appeared before his eyes.
She casually glanced at the square text next to it. It was no different from the last time, and her mental age had not decreased.
I didn't pay much attention to it, but just thought about how to get the spirit stone accurately:
"Next time, I will try to cut off this brocade bag with my sword energy, or I can just kill Fang Tiande like I did the first time, leaving him no chance to use the spirit stone and causing him to die in disbelief."
"But even if you don't do it on purpose, you can always get it out if you brush it slowly."
"Just like the boss in the game, even after he dies, he may not drop the equipment he wants... If he accidentally uses up all the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, I will take his axe as well."
Although I won’t use it myself, it at least looks impressive and can be collected as a souvenir.
"Speaking of which, in less than half an hour, I have already killed four Huajin warriors."
Before, Xi Heng thought that the Hua Jin warriors were the strongest group of people in the entire Great Zhao Kingdom, so he couldn't help but admire them.
But up to now, it has been discovered that martial artists with Hua Jin are just a little more difficult to defeat.
As long as you risk your life, you can kill it again and again.
The awe in my heart towards the Hua Jin warriors gradually disappeared.
"Among the Huajin warriors, Fang Tiande is considered to be a relatively strong person, right?"
Even so, he would be treated as a level boss by her and killed repeatedly.
"I'm really strong now..." Xi Heng recalled how weak and powerless he was in his previous lives.
……
Chapter 77: Sword Heart
"I'm really strong..."
In a space shrouded in gray fog, Xi Heng, who had just killed four Hua Jin warriors within an hour, suddenly remembered the past for some reason.
At that time, even if he had only run fifty or sixty meters, he would have most likely fainted on the ground.
At that time, I couldn't even beat a duck.
Up to now, he is already considered one of the few strong men in the entire Great Zhao country.
The Hua Jin warrior who was once completely out of reach and even looking at him was a luxury, can now be killed repeatedly.
All along, Fang Tiande, the Grand Marshal of the Tianliang Army, who only existed in the stories of the village storytellers, was just a defeated general...
She came back to her senses and sat quietly to relax her mind.
Sitting cross-legged was not comfortable enough, so Xi Heng simply lay on the ground, looking up at the gray sky with half-closed eyes.
This space is gray no matter up, down, left or right.
The ground is not hard, nor is it soft, but it feels like being supported by water, which makes it quite comfortable.
There was no cold or heat in this space. As I relaxed and took a rest, my eyes slowly closed.
After a while, the girl opened her eyes little by little.
She didn't know whether she fell asleep or not. It seemed like she had only rested for a few minutes, but it also seemed like she had slept for a whole day.
Xi Heng didn't think much about it. There seemed to be no concept of time in this space, so it was fine no matter what.
After covering his lips and yawning slightly, his spirit, which had been tense during the previous battles, finally relaxed.
"It's time to continue."
She said softly, standing up and returning to the point before the word "load file".
"This time, I will at least refine my sword will to the next level. Although I don't know what it will be like if I take it one step further..."
In fact, in the "Heluo Yulong Sword Technique" that she had memorized, there were also some descriptions of a deeper level of sword intent.
But this book is difficult to understand, and it uses a lot of incomprehensible code words in the text.
Xi Heng thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't guess its meaning.
For example, some of the code words are:
'Inner spirit, outward calm, though delicate, yet fierce like a tiger, with form, waiting for the spirit, and moving with the spirit...'
"The sword's intention should be cold and calm, leaving the world and observing the subtle, and one can reach the heavenly man."
Although the superficial meaning of these words can be understood at a glance, if you think deeply, you will always feel that your understanding may be wrong and that you have missed the meaning of some words.
In the practice of mental cultivation, a difference of one word may lead to a huge difference in the actual effect.
"Why can't you write it in a simpler way?"
Xi Heng sighed and imagined what would happen in the future: "When I become emperor, I must promote vernacular writing."
However, it would probably be a long time before he could ascend the throne again.
"Let's focus on our current goal first."
Xi Heng took a few deep breaths and pressed the load button again.
Click on the second picture to enter the battlefield.
As the layers of darkness covered my eyes, after a familiar strange feeling, I could hear the fluttering of flags and the blazing fire again.
In the familiar scene ahead, the generals of the Great Zhao and the people of Tianliang gathered together, grabbed their weapons and stared at each other from a distance.
"Zhao Wanli, you are not behind the city wall..."
