A female voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Is there one still alive?"
Turning around, I saw a bloody figure holding two swords whistling and slashing towards me.
Yan Yinmu raised his long sword to block the attack and stepped back under the force.
"Sure enough, there is still a huge difference between 60 and 100 spirit stones." Xi Heng turned his sword and said, "If it is a complete blood sea, even if you don't die on the spot, you will be wrapped in the blood sea and slowly crushed to death."
The other party didn't understand what she was saying, and even if he did, he wouldn't respond.
Seeing that it was a celestial being coming, this person had already begun to think of retreating.
Hold the Miao Dao with both hands, steady your breathing, and step back slowly.
"But it doesn't matter. I'll just spend some effort to kill you here, and the effect will be almost the same." Xi Heng's eyes glowed red.
The sword blade flashed with a cold light, and Yan Yinmu burst out his energy to block it without hesitation, then immediately turned around and fled.
Xi Heng twitched his lips and followed closely.
Two figures flew towards the interior of the city. The Zhao army in the rear had entered the city from the collapsed part of the city wall and began to fight with the enemy troops who had finally come to their senses and came to stop them.
In the distance, an uncontrollable black tide of blood roared towards the distance, crushing many houses and causing countless screams of terror.
In the air, Xi Heng slashed out with sword energy, trying to shoot down the person fleeing in front.
But this person's ability to escape was obviously much stronger than the previous Black Ling Sword Master. While running away with his lightness skills, he was even able to turn around and dodge her sword energy.
Xi Heng then stopped moving his sword and just approached gradually at a speed faster than the enemy.
The distance between the two shortened, and within a few minutes, dozens of meters became ten meters.
But at the same time, she had followed the other party deep into the heart of Yan'an and came to a dilapidated palace built by the previous dynasty, Da Wu, which had not been repaired for a long time and had become a ruined ruin covered with moss.
A one-armed figure was standing on a high place here, looking at the collapsed city wall in the distance.
This person had long braided hair, a prominent nose, thin cheeks, slightly slanted eyebrows, and looked a little strange.
He glanced at the two people, one chasing and the other fleeing, and frowned slightly.
"Brother, save me!" Yan Yinmu shouted immediately when he saw him here.
Before the voice fell, the man in front of the hall drew his sword with one arm and slashed.
At the first moment, there was no disturbance.
But Xi Heng suddenly felt threatened and stopped immediately after landing.
Then, a white mark suddenly appeared in the air, separating her from the fleeing enemy.
"Oh?" Xi Heng narrowed his eyes and saw through this move with his swordsmanship.
The opponent was able to use a large amount of energy to suppress the sword's force for a few seconds, and then explode after a moment, which showed that he had some strength.
At least the amount of Hua Jin in this person's body is definitely more powerful and strong than that of other Hua Jin warriors.
She stopped and fixed her gaze.
"Since you can see this move, you must have reached the state of heaven that I have often heard of recently." The one-armed figure had a calm expression: "Princess Zhao, Zhao Xiheng?"
Seeing that the other party had only one arm, Xi Heng also asked:
"Are you Yan Qingshi?"
"That's right." The other party continued: "You are the second princess of the Great Zhao I met in the battle. The previous one cut off her right arm, and I took her life... What will you do?"
"You are worthy of being called me?" Xi Heng raised his sword: "Today, I will take your life."
Yan Qingshi was not angry, and his tone was still calm as if he was suppressed: "You are very similar to the Qianqiu Emperor Princess of the Great Zhao fifteen years ago."
"..."
Why is it that every time I meet a master, I always hear the name of Zhao Qianqiu?
Xi Heng no longer wanted to respond to this. He just raised two long swords of different appearances, ready to attack and kill the enemy.
"Before the war, I have one more question - as a princess, do you know where the Dragon Locking Well of the Great Zhao Kingdom is in Kyoto?" the other party asked slowly.
"Longjing lock?"
"You don't know? Well, wait until I lead the troops to occupy the capital of Great Zhao, and then search slowly." He waved the long sword in his hand and stepped sideways.
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Chapter 122: A Few Scales and a Half Claws
The powerful enemy in front of him was only wearing a loose black robe, and the corners of the robe fluttered in the strong wind.
The sleeves and hems of this garment are quite wide, with golden cloud patterns printed on the cuffs and an exquisite dragon king embroidered with gold thread on the surface.
Between the swings and fluctuations, the dragon pattern reflected light faintly, and it seemed to be moving.
He wore no armor under his robe, nor any wrist guards or hand guards, revealing only his rough and dirty skin.
Yan Qingshi is a little thin, but his physique is a bit larger than that of ordinary people. With his long face and slanted eyebrows, he looks quite weird.
I don't know whether I should say 'it has a majestic appearance and looks strange'... or 'it has a strange shape and does not resemble a human'.
As Xi Heng confronted him with a sword in hand, he silently thought about these unimportant things.
On the way, he glanced back out of the corner of his eye.
On the side, the person she had just chased slowly retreated a few steps, as if he didn't want to get involved in the fight between Xi Heng and Yan Qingshi.
That person called Yan Qingshi "brother" and they had the same surname, so they must be from the same Wang family.
But the two men's appearance and body shape did not have the slightest resemblance between brothers, as if one of them had a genetic mutation...
Yan Yinmu still looks like a decent person, but Yan Qingshi, the Great Khan, has a strange appearance...
Would a broken arm affect a person's entire body shape and posture?
However, now is obviously not the time to ask about such things.
Xi Heng held two long swords in front of him and fixed his red eyes.
The sword blade flashed with a cold light, and the toes were wrapped with the power of transformation, ready to move forward and attack at any time.
A dozen meters away, the enemy was facing Xi Heng sideways, holding a long Miao knife in his right hand, the surface of which seemed to be stained with ink, with many dark ink marks.
The blade is straight, with only a slight twist at the very end.
This thing is probably closer to an overlong sword blade than a knife.
The blade is so long that an ordinary swordsman would not know how to swing it, and it would be difficult to hold it steadily.
But Yan Qingshi only needed to use his broad palm to grasp the handle of the knife and hold it firmly.
At the same time, a strong murderous aura emanated from his slightly tilted pupils, and his posture exuded power.
Perhaps it was because he had been fighting for many years and had been on many battlefields in his life, and then he won the battle for the throne.
The other party's murderous aura is no less.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but as the murderous intent of both sides spread, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped a few degrees.
After ten seconds of stalemate.
Xi Heng was unwilling to continue fighting with him by force, and wanted to settle the matter with real swords and sharp blades.
Then he took a step forward, activated the Hua Jin, and stepped forward vigorously.
Yan Qingshi stared closely at the flying blood shadow and made out many details in an instant.
Xi Heng remained calm and observed that the enemy's reaction speed was not slow at all.
Obviously, the other party has also made considerable achievements in the martial arts realm.
Perhaps, Yan Qingshi is no longer in the realm of heaven and man, but he is almost there.
The girl spun the blades along with her toes violently, and swung both swords together, leaving two bloody streaks that fell on the enemy's waist and neck.
The two swords rotated, and the sword energy overlapped—
Yan Qingshi raised his sword and flipped it quickly, and the sword wind burst forward with the power of transformation.
bang——
The strong wind shattered the two red lines and also stopped the white marks from behind in the air.
Xi Heng half-closed his eyes.
She had a lot of experience fighting against Hua Jin warriors, but she had never seen anyone who could instantly burst out such a powerful Hua Jin and directly crush her four sword energies.
Even the earth-shaking moves used by Fang Tiande when he was in desperate situation were slightly weaker than this one.
It's such a waste to use such a powerful force in the first strike without mercy.
If she did the same, her energy and blood would probably be exhausted in just ten moves.
But judging from the enemy's appearance, he seems to be quite capable...
Xi Heng felt strange, but the sword in his hand did not hesitate at all.
The two long swords rotated, and he leaned forward immediately when his toes touched the ground, and then stabbed the enemy's heart with both swords while rotating.
Clang——
The Miao Dao swung to deflect a sword, and the energy burst out again.
The front end of the rapier was under pressure and the resistance was difficult to break, so the blade was stuck in the air.
The enemy's body-protecting energy is extremely strong and difficult to break through with ordinary moves.
She had encountered the same situation once before when she faced the White-browed Monk in the Great Zhao Kingdom.
But even the monk who was at the same celestial realm used his unique internal energy to create golden light to block the sword.
But the scene before me is quite different.
Xi Heng could see clearly that Yan Qingshi was simply using his overly powerful and majestic Hua Jin to protect his body. His Hua Jin was several times stronger and harder than that of ordinary Hua Jin warriors.
"How much Qi and blood energy do you have stored?" Xi Heng asked subconsciously while the sharp blade froze.
"Oh, infinite, endless." Yan Qingshi grinned.
After the fight started, it was difficult for the opponent to maintain his previous calm appearance.
His face showed obvious excitement about the fighting spirit, and he swung his sword faster and faster.
Many white marks were cut in the air.
Xi Heng thought that this person was trying to discourage her from fighting, so she pretended not to hear him. She mustered up all her strength to deflect the enemy's sword, then swung both swords in the upper and lower directions.
The sharp blade swept out two sharp stabbing sounds, attacking the chest and abdomen.
Regardless of who has better martial arts skills, Xi Heng uses two swords to suppress one sword, which makes him better in terms of conditions.
A single sword can never defeat two swords.
By the eleventh or twelfth move, Xi Heng had already used his sword to stab and chop the opponent's body protection at seven degrees.
However, even though the physical energy on the surface of his body was torn apart again and again, Yan Qingshi's method of self-defense did not show any flaws and would be restored in an instant.
Xi Heng felt as if he was fighting with a waterfall.
Every time a sword mark was drawn on the waterfall, it would be filled again in the next moment and restored to its original state.
No matter how many times it is chopped off, the filling speed will not change at all.
Generally speaking, body-protecting energy is only a small part of the human body's internal energy.
Usually after being cut four or five times, it will become difficult to maintain and the recovery speed will become slow.
But this rule does not seem to apply to the monstrous monarch of Yan Meng State in front of him.
Is there really infinite power in the opponent's body?
Xi Heng immediately denied this idea——
The power of ordinary people must have its limits, because the human body has finite boundaries that cannot be exceeded.
Even though she had consumed her entire lifespan and used the Life-Taking Technique to expand the Qi and blood in her body, her Transformation Energy was only 50% to 60% greater than that of an ordinary warrior.
