its 167: White Blade

When nearly 200 soldiers were shattered and turned into smoke, Zhang Shu recovered from the death-like shock. In the roar, he used all the remaining three charms out.

The armor art was applied to 60 soldiers through the mirror charm, and the military god charm made Zhang Shu apply the speed-up technique to 30 cavalry without losing any military power. Zhang Shu himself used his own power to apply armor to the other 30 cavalry, so that the cavalry was supported by the military power. The number of soldiers reached 120.

The panic and panic made Zhang Shu make mistakes in a hurry, and even used the storm charm. In an instant, several tiger charm doors swept by the wind opened in the air. The large bellows with huge nozzles were pushed out by some vague soldiers. Under the pull rod, strong winds spewed out from the nozzles of these bellows.

Like water attack, storm art is also a military technique used by the power of nature. Therefore, unless it reaches the highest level in the practical sense of the military skill level, that is, the third level of military art, the power is extremely limited. The storm rune driven by the power of Zhang Shu's art can only make people move. When I move, my body is unstable and I can't open my eyes.

But you can't underestimate such a military art of war. To put it a small story, such a military art of war can make the enemy's eyes blocked and inconvenient to move. To put it a big story, it can put the enemy in a low limelight position. At that time, whether it is the opponent's fire attack, archery, or even poison, it can't be used.

But the problem is that Cheng Xingxing didn't use fire attack at all, so he released the military tactics in this rune, which was really wasteful and meaningless.

After Jing Yan cut off several soldiers around him with a knife, she seemed to want to demonstrate to Zhang Shu. Unexpectedly, she cut the long knife and cut it out of the void in the direction of the wind.

Everyone clearly saw that the dust wind with dust and grass debris on the ground was split on both sides under her knife force!

"God, what kind of knife is this?" Mulan shouted again, and Xun Xianxue beside him also widened his eyes.

"I don't care what kind of miracles happen now." The sound of a single tree laughed while drinking wine. I thought I had drunk too much..."

Break the wind with a knife! This move stunned the audience present.

There is a proverb in Yunsu mainland, which is called drawing a knife and cutting off water, and talking about dreams. It means that something can't be achieved at all, just like trying to cut off the running water with a knife, it's purely a nerd's dream.

But now, Jing Yan has taught a lesson for everyone on the spot. What she breaks is not water, but wind.

No one can say which is more difficult between the two, because whether the water is cut off or the wind is absolutely impossible in people's consciousness. Today, someone has done it.

"Beautiful!"

"Wow, let's open our eyes!"

The applause sounded like a tsunami a moment later. Every audience who came here to watch a final at a high price deeply felt that the value of this game had exceeded the ticket price. People who were still worried about money before immediately gave birth to a sense of happiness that took up a big advantage from their hearts.

I'm afraid I won't see such a game again in my life. Every audience knows that this game is destined to become the talk of their life. Seeing such a general fighting with their own eyes, they can take this personal experience as the greatest capital of their lives.

Zhang Shu fell down on the chair in a stumbling and couldn't believe everything in front of him.

What kind of knife is it to cut through the wind?

One person, one knife, in less than ten minutes, he calmly killed 300 of his own cavalry. What kind of strength and martial arts is this?

There are also soldiers with speed-up and armor!

He saw those soldiers with speed-up skills, driving the war horse, flexibly bypassing his companions, intending to avoid the light of the long knife and rushing to the inner perimeter of the other female general, but only for a moment, there was an unknown light flashing from, cutting off their strong bodies and turning them into drifting smoke with the war horses.

Only when the light is dim can he see the blade that pauses slightly in the air, and before he can see the knife clearly, it has turned into light and shines on the other side.

Those soldiers who have been protected by armor are not much better under this light. Although the armor power of their body surface can make them resist the fierce knife of the other party, in front of that kind of lightning-like knife, this resistance is meaningless, because after the first knife is cut, the second touch of light will It lights up again and cuts off the armor power that has been consumed by the first knife, together with the soldier's body!

Zhang Shu's clothes have been wet with cold sweat. Under this terrible power, he fell into a state of insanity. His mind was blank, only to command the soldiers to keep rush forward, constantly rushing to the inside of Jingyan, and then this charge evolved into a death performance.

Yesterday, just yesterday, another general fell into this kind of mental disorder and let him annihilate all his soldiers.

Today, the hand of reincarnation came gently and touched the shoulder of Zhangshu. Yesterday's desolation is written by him, and today's withering is borne by him alone. Fate, like playing a hateful joke with him, put the glory on him and took it all away.

"Kill her, kill her!" His eyes were red, and he patted the table and roared, as if he had been hit by other people's beast tactics.

Under the crazy and brainless command, the cavalry only knew how to move forward, rushed to Jing Yan with all their strength, and greeted the long knife in their hands.

The cold knife light flew around, the smoke was in the middle, and the strong cavalry fell one after another.

Perhaps he felt that it was a little boring to keep waving his knife like this, and he wanted to end the battle earlier. Jing Yan slowly straightened up, inserted the long knife on the ground, slowly lowered his hands, and whispered, "Come on."

The war horse squeezed forward desperately. The knight used all his strength to push away his comrades-in-arms and charge forward. They all wanted to squeeze to Jing Yan's side and cut her under the knife with his own hands.

So the cavalry turned into a dense round battle circle and kept shrinking inward.

"White Blade World."

The three words slowly floated out of Jing Yan's mouth. Her hands suddenly raised her hands and held the handle of the sword together. A ray of light suddenly spread out with the blade as the center, forming a semicircular light sphere up to five meters high and a radius of ten meters. Jing Yan and the cavalry surrounding her were wrapped in it together.

A sound as fine as a rainstorm and as harsh as thunder comes from the white semicircular ball. Except for this, there is no other sound in the ball.

There were constantly cavalry rushing into the ball, and all of them were only clinging to one idea - killing Jing Yan. This persistent idea stemmed from the fact that the general who commanded them had fallen into crazy thoughts. This crazy command made them rush into a terrible hell without hesitation.

The light ball kept flashing, and after the knights rushed in one by one, they could never get out again. Hundreds of people kept hitting and entering, but no one came out of it again. It seems to be an infinite space, no matter how many more people there are, it can be installed.

"What kind of trick is this?" The people of Shenmiaomen, led by the sound of a single tree, stood up again.

It was not only them, but also the senior officials on the rostrum stood up and looked at the light in the field in consternment.

The audience exclaimed at the same time and couldn't help standing up. The people in the front row blocked the back row, so the people in the back row also stood up quickly. For a moment, there was a wave of people in the audience.

Seven hundred and twenty-six cavalrymen were killed in the battle by Jing Yan one by one, and nearly half of them were directly cut to death. The remaining half were all like beans filled into the stone grinding eye, filling into the 20-meter-diameter-diameter photosphere. When the last cavalry also disappeared from the curtain of the light ball, everyone was so nervous that they held their breath.

What will happen next? Everyone guessed in their hearts, and everyone was very excited. In the past two days, the magical power shown by becoming a star has made everyone feel incredible. This time, this female general has made everyone see an absolutely strong repressive force.

Everyone is looking forward to the release of the answer after the photosphere dissipates.

"That's awesome!" Sitting in the military tent, the star behind the table is now looking at the ball of light through the mirror of the battlefield, and then observing the reaction of the audience in the field.

The faces with dull expressions, the faces full of expectation, the excited faces, and the faces that make people think that the biochemical crisis broke out in the field made Cheng Xing experience an unspeakable happiness.

"Bad boy!" Long Lao has been standing beside him, looking at the mirror of the battlefield with him, and talking about Jing Yan's battle. Why do you always look at these audiences?"

"Can't I have a good time by myself?" The star smiled and said, "It's the first time I've grown up. It's so beautiful. It's fun! Today's big victory is completely different from yesterday. This is the final! The opponent is Zhang Shu. Do you remember Long Lao? How many people cheered for him yesterday! And there is another thing that makes me very happy. According to our single door owner, there must be a lot of people who bet me to win in last night's gambling. Now these people are developed, and Wang Zhiwu is going to be unlucky!"

"The sound of a single tree is not bad." Long Lao smiled and said, "Wang Zhiwu didn't play the means to raise the chapter book on the field, so he played this hand secretly. Humph, so many charms are definitely given by Wang Zhiwu. Otherwise, how can there be so much money as a country master in Zhangshu? It's not just a matter of money, but also a way to buy it. Wang Zhiwu is going to lose badly this time!"

"At the beginning, you said that it was enough for one person to send Jing Yan to fight alone. I was a little surprised. Now when I look at it, it's really awesome!" Cheng Xingxing sighed.

"Nonsense!" Mr. Long snorted, "Who is that? That's General Jing Yan! Isn't it like playing with General Jing, one of the five generals under Qin Zheng, and General Jing, who can even cut open the sky, against more than 700 cavalry? It's really hard for you to re-creat a character like her. You're so lucky!"

As he spoke, the semicircular ball on the field has slowly disappeared.