Chapter 72 Stars and Shura

Night Starchen followed another team of vigorous mounted warriors on the flanks to kill Argeslan's troops. He rode on the horse, and the narrow cloud knife was like a beam of light rotating around him. The cold wind made his long hair flutter backwards, and the hair blocking his forehead was blown up, and the coral-red eyes were exposed - the originally quiet and beautiful eyes were unprecedentedly public and exciting, with a fishy red light! His god-like handsome face is finally not so pale, but the smile that twists at the corners of his mouth is as cold as a snowy mountain in the far north!

The war horse ran wildly, and the lock light armor on his body and the horse armor made a golden fighting sound. The roar of the wind passing through his ear made his blood hot all over his body. There were screams, fighting around, the sound of blades falling into flesh and blood, and the strong smell of blood, which made him seem to know himself again. He wanted to hold his breath, but he couldn't help sucking the smell of blood in the air, which was inexplicably satisfied!

This is the battlefield, a place designated by the gods for human beings to fight. There are no rules, no humanity, no so-called benevolence and morality, but swords, armor and blood! When the night stars were young, they were always afraid of such a cruel place as the battlefield, but now when they grow up, they adapt to all this like a fish in water. The fear in their hearts was also left behind them under the rush of the horse, and the fanaticism that had been suppressed for more than ten years erupted like a volcano!

The lion-tooth rider who fought against their team was not equipped with a heavy crossbow. The Azeslan warrior found that King Chinas was in another team and transferred his troops to encircle and suppress the samurai of Suril and Kena! When the heroic vanguard troops collided with the Azlan warriors, they finally pushed the fierceness of the war to **.

The night stars did not stop at all. Instead, they urged the war horse faster against the Azlan warrior, killing the enemy like an arrow from the string. In the heroic riding full of black armor, his silvery lock armor is particularly eye-catching. Although he is protected by hundreds of elite warriors who follow him, there are still enemies who brazenly kill him!

He is like a lamp, attracting moths, but burning the enemy with a scorching flame!

The body of the Wenyun knife is light and narrow, and adopts the southern folding iron forging technology, which is extremely sharp. For so many years, I have been learning knife skills with Wenyun knife, and the control of this knife is almost as familiar as the arm finger. He slashed on the horse, and the knife arc swound by his slender and powerful arm was extremely perfect. The sound of the blade rubbing against the air was sharp and harsh, and every time he waved the knife accurately cut the enemy's neck. Although the movements on his arm are large, the flip between his wrists are extremely delicate. The knife road is extremely tricky. The Wenyun knife does not look like cold steel in his hand, but a poisonous snake that twists his body, which can always cut down and kill the enemy from an unexpected angle!

In a flash, there were six or seven Arislan warriors who fell under the knife of the night star. His knife speed is very fast, his body seems to be surrounded by snowy knife light, and his wrists are deftly flipped, and the knife road is freely switched back and forward. With the sharpness and lightness of the cloud pattern knife, his combat power is enough to compete with the vigorous riding warrior!

Now his swordsmanship is enough to rank in the top three among the younger generation, and no one knows how much he has paid in the past few years. When I first learned to use a knife, the blood bubbles on my hands had become thick cocoons. The back of my hand was smooth and delicate like silk jade, but when I opened the palm of my hand, it was a shocking scar and dead skin cocoon. How many times did you sprain your wrist when learning to change the knife road and how many times was thrown off the horse? After so many years of brutal training of General Zaerhua, these sad and uncomfortable experiences have finally been exchanged for the gallop and killing on the battlefield now. Ye Xinghen feels that the emotion that has been suppressed in his heart for so many years has finally burst out!

No one knows why he insisted on learning knives! Only he knows! He doesn't need others to understand, but those things must be engraved in his heart and must never be forgotten!

The vigorous riding warrior responsible for protecting the night stars couldn't help cheering. They thought that this beautiful southern aristocratic child just wanted to see the battlefield of the barbarians. When they really fought, they would only stand far behind and be closely protected. They will even cry and shout to go back to the tent. At the beginning, the heroic riding warrior responsible for protecting the night stars really wanted to see how this noble teenager make a fool of himself, the weak and arrogant southern nobleman, how could he suffer the bloody brutality of the barbarian battlefield?

But they were wrong. His face was full of cruelty and fanaticism that did not match the quiet aristocratic temperament. His coral-red eyes changed from transparent dark red to blood red, and even the whites of his eyes were charcoal-like red, and the smile from his thin and sharp lips were extremely cruel. From the moment the fight began, it seemed that another personality woke up from his body, and the shadow behind the quiet and gentle eyes finally showed a ferocious and terrible side! The heroic warriors who have been on the battlefield actually felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help looking away from the blood-red eyes, as if they would be burned by the fanaticism in those eyes for a moment.

This is the feeling, that's the feeling! He waved his knife crazily, and blood kept pouring out of the Azlan warrior. Ye Xingchen's eyes widen's eyes were wide with excitement, and his beautiful face became as ferocious as wax. He could not associate him with the gentle, polite and quiet teenager like water. At this moment, everyone felt that they were wrong, so ridiculously wrong - it was the biggest mistake in my life to underestimate the night stars! If you know that the huge battle plan they are participating in now is also the night stars coming up in a few breathing time, I'm afraid it's not a shock, but an incomprehensive fanatical worship!

The dragon dives deep into the stream, and how can he know how to dance in the sky after the New Year. The future powerful General Beichen, Emperor Mengfan, who stepped on the whole world at his feet, finally showed his majestic face on the battlefield for the first time. The blood red in his eyes was shocking!

The knife of the night star is very fast. The knife road is not only tricky, but also traceless. It is always a flash of silver, and the enemy falls off the horse. He killed all the way to the depths of the Azlan warrior, and his whole body was like a silver broken city cone, tearing apart the defense of the Azeslan warrior. He finally understood what General Zaerhua said that only by fighting on the battlefield can he better understand the swordsmanship and experience his own knife skills!

No matter how famous the teacher is, what he gives you is always limited. There are only a few basic knife skills handed down by the barbarians since ancient times, but they have created such amazing knife moves as 'turning the wolf front' and 'chopping' by later generations. This kind of knife skill can't be given to you directly. Only you can slowly experience it in actual combat, slowly reorganize the most basic knife skill, and get the strongest trick that suits you.

Night Xingchen was in such a state at this time. The indulgent fight on the battlefield made his blood boil. The silver lock armor was stained with blood, and his red eyes were even more terrible, and he could not see any human nature! The knife skills learned from General Zaerhua, and the tricks he usually practiced with Suil and Ke seemed to be automatically split and reorganized in his mind. As soon as his mind moved, the knife in his hand would follow his mind. His knife skills are not so tedious and gorgeous, but the most direct killing move, simple and effective. Relying on the flexible flip between the wrists, it can even kill the enemy who is trying to attack from behind. The blade always flashes out at the most unexpected time of the enemy, leaving a terrible blood light. Ye Xingchen can almost cut the knife from any angle. Although the flip action between the wrists is very small, the powerful iron wrists can still achieve the best killing effect with the sharpness of the cloud knife.

It seems that every part of his body is a knife, and his whole body is a bloody knife!

Nearly 50 Ameslan warriors under the night star horse lay densely, and the gorgeous and complicated cloud-shaped blood tank on the cloud knife was glowing with enchanting red light. He lifted the knife loosely in his hand, and a drop of blood fell on the tip of the drooping knife. The bright lock armor on his body became mottled, but it was a little more gorgeous. He clenched the horse's reins in one hand and urged the horse to turn around. His blood-red eyes looked around at the frightened Azlan warriors. Wherever he looked, the warriors retreated one after another. At this moment, the temperament of Ye Xingchen climbed to the peak, and the thin and long body burst into pressure, which made people want to worship.

The warriors fighting around seemed to be just a foil of the night stars. He stood majestically in the middle of the battlefield, as if he were the emperor of the whole battlefield, overlooking his subjects. The blood all over his body and the beauty and coldness on his face made his temperament more inviolable!

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen smiled, and his pale face was flushed. He looked up at the already bright sky and roared loudly: "Sura - I know you are looking at me! Come out to see me - Shura, come out to see me - I know you're here!"

He was condensed into wisps of blood-soaked long hair, and his wet hair was dark red, roaring crazily at the existence that others couldn't see! Come on - Shura, don't hide. Do you see me now? I can also kill people, and I can also harden my heart. Are you satisfied with what I look like now?"

His handsome face was completely destroyed by ferocious brutality, leaving only the palpitating tyranny, and his whole body changed. It is by no means that the cruelty on the battlefield changed him, but the anger, unwillingness, grievance, hatred, disgust that has been suppressed in his heart for so many years... All those feelings covered by the quiet and serene appearance finally broke out, like filling the earth in the deep well all the time to seal the demon buried in the well, in this At a moment, the demon finally rushed out and occupied his body!

"Sura - I know you are in the grassland. You come out to see me and fight with me. You come out -" His voice was so loud that he seemed to crack his chest.

"Huh - can you only kill with a knife? What's the difference between a humble human warrior? What about the power of the magician's blood? A soft and cold voice sounded, not loud, but as if someone had said it at close range in the ears of everyone on the battlefield, and a shock from the soul spread to everyone's body! Even the kings in the far north, the emperors in the south will be frightened under such a shock!

"Boom--" The world seemed to be full of burning flames, and a strange man in a blood-red robe suddenly appeared in front of the night star horse. The scarlet robe was windless automatically, and the big flame seemed to fall from him. The air around his body became twisting and rising, and the mysterious and beautiful face made people unable to distinguish gender. Everyone looked at him foolishly, as if this was the most fascinating thing in the world!

"Sura--" Ye Xingchen roared at the moment he first appeared, and the Wenyun knife in his hand was condescending, cutting down Shura's head with the momentum of splitting Huashan Mountain without any hesitation. The momentum and strength of this knife have surpassed the peak, and such a close distance is almost a must-kill knife.

But Shura just smiled and even sighed. The slender fingers pinched the knife that cut at him like picking a delicate flower. The space seems to have solidified in an instant. Shura, night stars, and cloud knives. Only these three things are the only thing between heaven and earth!

Just carelessly took action to control the knife of the night stars beyond the peak. Shura is still so unfathomable that he never knows where the end of his ability is!

Shura raised his head, looked at the red and scary eyes and ferocious face of Ye Xingchen riding on the horse, and said, "The eyes are finally not as fragile, fierce, violent, perverse, very good - and the determination of killing people, very good! After so many years of exile on the grassland, it's finally not in vain!"

He reached out and pinched out a formula, and silently recited a spell in his mouth. The scene around him suddenly twisted and changed! Ye Xingchen felt that his navel was pulled back fiercely, and his whole body fell into a colorful and changing channel, and behind him was the demonic face of Shura.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed. Without the cruelty on the battlefield, there was no smell of blood and fighting, and the warriors were gone, leaving only Shura and the night stars, and the knife in his hand! They are now in a quiet wasteland, very close to the barren mountains. As long as they cross the mountain, it will be the land of Mengyang in the south! Think about it, it has been four years since I left Mengyang!

Suddenly, he realized that there was still Shura, and his whole body tightened like a bow string. The Wenyun knife was raised horizontally in front of his chest, and the snow-stained blood-stained blade was murderous and awe-inspiring.

"Very good, with momentum, very different from you in Mengyang, decisive killing, full of anger and unwillingness, very good, very good... Your growth is really ecstatic to me!" Shura's long figure appeared in front of the night stars, and his whole body was as sharp as a sharp sword. When those dark red eyes looked at the night stars, they were as fanatical as discovering unprecedented treasures. Those eyes seemed to be looking at their sons, their friends, and even their lovers.

"Just, why do you want to learn human knife skills? In the eyes of our magicians, human power is weak and pitiful. As long as we want to wave our hands, we can make thousands of troops and horses fall into a doom. Why don't you use the excellent magician's bloodline and wave the knife like a human reckless man?" Shura's blood-red eyes narrowed into a line, and his sharp and hot eyes seemed to pierce the night stars and analyze the whole thoughts in his mind!

Ye Xingchen's ferocious and terrible face on the battlefield slowly became peaceful, and his expression was not so ferocious and terrible. The aristocratic quiet breath returned to him. 17-year-old Ye Xingchen is almost as tall as Shura. They have the same thin and long figure, slender and powerful limbs, and even their faces are so similar - the same gorgeous, suffocatingly beautiful, which makes people feel that they can't distinguish gender, but the lock armor and blood on Ye Xingchen's body add a little power to him. Wu.

Seeing the person you deeply hate, you can control your emotions in a blink of an eye and maintain your reason and restraint. This mind is already amazing!

"Do you remember when you and Emperor Lin Xi were in the Night King's Palace four years ago? My father's last sword almost killed the emperor, but he was hit by your crotch... For so many years, I've been thinking that if my father's sword really killed the emperor, if it hadn't been for you, I'm afraid that the emperor would have died, and my family wouldn't have to suffer this..." The pale face of the night stars With a little expression, his eyes became transparent and quiet again, with the color of peace and memories, and his tone was as calm as a friend talking.

"So you want to learn human force and use human swords to accomplish what your father failed to do? Put down the noble magician's bloodline and wave the blade like a humble human? Shura smiled, shook his head with a little disappointment, and said, "It's too young, too simple--"

"ceng--" Ye Xingchen didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and pointed the Wenyun knife at Shura. His fierce eyes followed the narrow and sharp knife body to Shura. The sharp edge of the knife was cold. No matter who was pointed at by such a sharp knife, it would not feel good! The same is true of Shura. His eyes opened, full of coldness and surprise! For the first time, I was pointed at by a human weapon for the first time, but I felt a numb shock on my scalp!

"Try it. I have learned knives for so many years just to fulfill this wish. I have never made up my mind to do anything so long. Learning knives is the first thing I do regardless of myself!" Ye Xingchen said calmly. He did not give Shura a chance to hesitate and strode to kill Shura. The lock armor on his body sounded, and the sound of the cloud knife breaking the air was harsh and sharp, but only one person seemed to have the momentum of thousands of troops and horses charging!

Night stars have become so flam and violent from the calm moment just now, and there seems to be no transition between them, so abrupt and so natural! It seems that the calmness just now is accumulating this tsunami-like momentum. This is the first head-to-head confrontation between him and Shura and the first decisive battle!

Shura shook his head with a smile, waved his hand, and held a sword transformed from a slender flame in his hand. Facing the tyrannical momentum of the night stars, he said softly, "Then let's fight a decisive battle in the way between human warriors!"