Chapter 214 The cooked duck flew away

With a loud shout, Tianxuan flew up from Huoyun's back again, holding the handle of the Crescent Moon Blade tightly with both hands. His eyes could only see Xiang Liang and his nephew who were dozens of feet away. He injected the innate energy that achieved the image of Shaoyin into the Crescent Moon Blade without reservation. At the same time, the Ten Bloody Battle Styles were churning before his eyes.

In order to better bring out the mystery of the innate energy, Tianxuan intended to create his own three unique martial arts: Tianshuang Fist, Paiyun Palm, and Fengshen Leg. However, the old Cangtou's bloody battle ten-style swordsmanship, even though it was created with the guidance of Wu'an Jun Baiqi, was still a little behind. At this moment, Tianxuan, who was unwilling to let his future enemy, the Overlord of Western Chu, survive, was about to completely surpass the bloody battle ten-style barrier.

As for Xiang Shaoyu's death, if Tianxuan wanted to be a traitor to the Qin Dynasty in the future, how would he deal with the hundreds of thousands of troops? This was another matter.

Boom!

In Tianxuan's previous life, people who admired martial arts had heard this saying, "The king is not as good as Ba, the general is not as good as Li, and the fist is not as good as Jin." It refers to the three people: Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, Li Cunxiao, the Thirteen Guardians, and Jin Tai, the master of martial arts. Among them, Jin Tai is a legendary figure passed down by word of mouth among people who practice martial arts.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao are real people, and they are truly powerful enemies. Compared with the brave Li Cunxiao, Xiang Yu has the ability to command thousands of troops. Although Tianxuan is reluctant to admit it, he knows very well that he is a little bit afraid of Xiang Yu, and he does not want Xiang Shaoyu to grow up and become the King of Chu, Xiang Yu!
All these thoughts, as well as the understanding of his own swordsmanship, were just a blink of an eye as Tianxuan's thoughts turned.

In a moment, in order to eliminate the future threat, Tianxuan cut it down with a sword.

The moment the knife fell, the sharp knife energy shot out and transformed into thunder in the void, carrying a violent and unparalleled momentum, slashing towards Xiang Shaoyu and others. It was as if Tianxuan had transformed into the god of thunder, summoning the nine heavenly thunders to help him kill his opponents.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The power of this sword has surpassed the Lihe realm. Even the masters of the fourth realm of martial arts, Huiyang realm, have to retreat. The dense thunder transformed by the sword energy broke through the distance of several dozen feet and chased after Xiang Liang's uncle and nephew like a thorn in the flesh, determined to kill everyone with the sword.

For a moment, Xiang Liang, his nephew, and Fan Zeng seemed to be on a small boat floating on the waves under Tianxuan's fatal blow.

Seeing this scene, Tianxuan's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes revealed a sense of pride from the bottom of his heart.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the savior suddenly appeared.

One by one, the Chu army soldiers jumped out to bear Tianxuan's deadly sword force on behalf of Xiang Liang and his nephew. Amid the continuous sounds, more than 30 Chu army soldiers were killed by Tianxuan's move, and their bodies were turned into charcoal by the thunder in the sword energy, and the aroma of meat was emanating.

"Major General, hurry up!"

"Major General, avenge us!"

"Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die!"

……

When the body was about to fall to the ground, he still shouted unwilling words, urging Xiang Liang, his nephew and others to leave.

"hateful!"

The sword that was determined to win and completely exceeded the barriers of the ten styles of bloody battle was actually received by these Chu soldiers who were not worth a laugh. Tianxuan was furious, and as soon as he returned to Huoyun's back, he was about to drive the warhorse under his crotch to chase and kill.

Well!
Before Huoyun could catch up, Tianxuan felt a sharp pain in his chest and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

Click!

Then, the crescent moon blade held in Tianxuan's hand also made a crisp sound. A hideous crack appeared on the blade that was as bright as the bright moon, and it seemed to be breaking.

"God will not destroy the Xiang family!"

At the critical moment, although Tian Xuan broke through and created a powerful sword, this sword was beyond the realm of separation and combination, and it came too suddenly, and the sword intent was too violent, so it backfired on itself. It takes a while to master this move. The Cangyue Sword, which has been in battle for a long time, can't stand the power of this sword.

Tian Xuan could only curse indignantly and silently practiced his internal energy to heal his wounds. "Hahaha, Xiang Yan's bounty is ours!"

Suddenly, a wild laugh of endless triumph came from afar, attracting Tianxuan's attention. Tianxuan turned his head and saw Xiang Yan had drawn his sword and committed suicide. The towering body on the horse's back, like a mountain, fell heavily. But there was no fear of death on Xiang Yan's face, only relief.

At the last moment of his life, Xiang Yan was happy that his children and grandchildren had escaped and preserved the seeds of the Chu State's revival.

Xiang Yan was surrounded by the Golden Fire Cavalry, all wearing red armor, like the flames leaping endlessly on the battlefield. To Tian Xuan, the words that snatched the duck that was already at his lips came from the mouth of the Golden Fire Cavalry leader, Meng Tian.

"General Tian, ​​I'm sorry!" Facing Tian Xuan's cold gaze, Meng Tian smiled with an embarrassed look. "Don't worry, I will give you 30% of Xiang Yan's bounty!"

"That's more like it!" Tianxuan snorted unhappily.

Although the prehistoric world is popular, wars are frequent in the world, and not many people have read the novels in the past two years. In addition, Tianxuan also raised an organization like Yexiao to gather intelligence for him, and he also needs to spend money. Therefore, Tianxuan, who never worried about money, is a little tight on money.

Meng Tian took the lead and forced Xiang Yan to death. He was willing to give 30% of the bounty to Tianxuan, which was quite generous.

"The general is dead!"

"We lost, we lost!"

"Run!"

……

After Xiang Yan committed suicide, Meng Tian cut off Xiang Yan's flag. The Chu army, which was struggling to hold on on the battlefield, saw this scene, and their morale collapsed. Amid chaotic and desperate shouts, the Chu army began to leave the battlefield and flee far away. The vast plains of northern Anhui completely became a happy hunting ground for the Qin army.

………………

hum!
A mysterious place in the world that is rarely visited by people and known only to the people of this tribe.

Tianxuan made a breakthrough on the battlefield of Qin and Chu, creating a powerful move that turned the sword energy into thunder, which seemed to draw the power of heaven and earth. At the same time, in this mysterious place, a low sound resounded, and a bottomless abyss that seemed to be connected to the eighteen levels of hell, and it was calm for endless years.

At this moment, a low voice was heard from inside, as if the demons and monsters in the eighteen levels of hell connected to this abyss were unwilling to be lonely and wanted to escape from inside.

"what happened?"

"What is inside the abyss?"

"Could it be that there is really something terrible suppressed in here?"

……

Around the abyss, there were countless men and women with slender figures and clothes that were very strange compared to people in the outside world. The abyss that had been peaceful for endless years had changed. The people who were responsible for guarding the abyss immediately gathered around, cast their eyes into it, and spoke in panic and confusion.

Chi!Chi!Chi!
As the crowd peered into the abyss, nearly a hundred white lights shot out from the abyss, shining brightly in the light of the Golden Crow, and shot towards these people. Many people were unable to dodge and were tragically pierced through by the white light, dying before they could even scream.

(End of this chapter)