Chapter 27 The Dance of the Underworld

Master Fengyan stood under the huge stars in a gray and white robe. In the roaring wind, his weak body looked unprecedentedly domineering. He looked at Su Yong silently, and Su Yong couldn't help shivering and almost lowered his head.

"Where do you think I should be?" Master Fengyan finally squeezed out a little smile in his words, although there was a little smile on his face.

Su Yong settled down and bravely looked directly at his deep eyes: "I think that to make thousands of soldiers have the courage to face the strong enemy, as leaders, they should rush to the front." If the Lord shrinks behind, how can his subordinates raise their fighting spirit and face a powerful enemy ten times more than themselves?

There was a sudden silence on the field, and all the small comments stopped abruptly. Because everyone believes that Master Fengyan should stay in Fengdu, the capital of the country, and master everything in the rear. At the same time, I also need to take care of His Majesty.

Several Fenglin officials stood up and were about to speak, but they were stopped by Master Fengyan by waving their hands.

"Have you ever fought a war?" Master Fengyan's eyes fell on Su Yong's slightly thin face, like two knives.

Su Yong narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.

"What should we do with the weak against the strong?"

Su Yong remembered the past of Tian Ge, the leader of the blood crow, who was a sword in white. He looked up and replied, "S shoot people first/shoot horses, and capture the thief capture the king first."

"This is a wonderful attack." Master Fengyan nodded and found a little iron and blood on his face. But if I am in front of me, once I fall down, won't it also greatly affect morale?

Su Yong suddenly smiled and said, "Let it die and then live, and put it to death and then live. Does the master think there is a choice? If you hide in Fengdu City, sooner or later, the blood crow will still hit you. How can there be a complete egg under the nest? It's better to take a risk and pin your hope on the leader who captured the blood crow as a threat.

Of course, if you fail, you will die faster and collapse earlier.

Master Fengyan was silent for a long time.

"Since the sword god in white, human beings have also repeatedly been strong. Perhaps in the near future, another boundary marker will be erected on the Ningyun and the Lan mainland, even more majestic than the one that separates the east and the west. Su Yong looked into the distance and said quietly.

Master Fengyan's weak body suddenly paused, and his eyes looking at the west shone with unprecedented divine light.

He stood quietly, and his gray-white clothes were hunting in the wind. For a long time, he suddenly turned to the high platform: "I will lead the wind and cloud riding all the way to the west." He turned his head slightly and looked at the iron guard commander: "Stay and guard your majesty."

"Master..." The king shouted in a panic, but was immediately interrupted by the master's wave.

Master Feng Yan turned his head and looked at Su Yong: "With you as the deputy commander, 500,000 wind and cloud cavalry will share 150,000 from you. When I am away, you will call it at your full power."

"Master..." Now several generals of Tiewei and all the martial artists present shouted.

"We advocate martial arts and respect the strong. This ancient martial artist may be very reasonable, but the leader of the army, not the strong, can't convince the public. An iron guard general took the lead.

"The strong?" Master Fengyan squined at the general, and a trace of ridicule appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Fang Su, I'm not talking about you. With your ability, I'm afraid I can't even make a move under him!"

Master Fengyan was shocked when he said this. Only Su Yong shook his head with a wry smile.

All the martial artists present know that the ordinary iron guards in Fengdu City have reached the level of remnants, almost the same as the generals of ordinary cities. And the leader of Tiewei has reached the second point of Phantom, and the other three generals guarding the four sides have also reached one point of Phantom, which is enough to make people look up.

To say that this young ancient martial artist is more powerful than the general of Tiewei, no one will believe it.

The general named Fang Su listened to Master Feng Yan and couldn't help but be stunned, but suddenly strode towards Su Yong.

"Please ask this respected ancient martial artist for advice."

Su Yong frowned, but found that the people sitting around had dodged, revealing a large open space.

Since this general named Fang Su has entered the phantom, he should also be a character equivalent to the first level of spiritual martial arts. However, he may have just entered and does not know how to be courteous and low-key, but retains the character of strong fighting and winning.

Su Yong frowned slightly and looked at his light and balanced footsteps, and gently pushed away the purple clothes beside him. He knew that Master Fengyan deliberately said this in order to depend on his ability. This is a competition that can't be run away.

He did not draw a knife, but silently looked at the pace of the other party. One came three meters in front of him before raising his head.

"Please show your weapons." Fang Su was huge and sounded like a bell, which made the field buzz.

Su Yong shook his head with a smile, and just stretched out his left hand to make an invitation.

"Kka!" A black and shiny blade spit out of the scabbard, and the curved, long and thin blade was covered with dense small serrations, as if even the space trembled in fear.

Fang Su is not polite, because Master Fengyan's words attracted his attention. For this unpredictable ancient martial artist, he has already put away his doubts and there is no trace of contempt.

A harsh roar suddenly came from the air, and the wind avoided far away from both sides of the black sawtooth knife, and did not dare to face the cold eyes of the god of death. The outline of the blade could not be seen clearly for a long time. I saw a 30-meter-long dark shadow flowing light, like the fall of night. In an instant, Su Yong was completely covered and forced down fiercely.

Facing the cold and piercing knife light, Su Yong's heart couldn't help twitching. When the black fog in front of him came, he stepped gently, and he had lost his trace.

The trembling harsh sound cut the shadow he left on the ground in half and smashed it to pieces, and there was an exclamation around.

There were only five people present without exclamation. Master Fengyan, Ziyi, the leader of Tiewei, and the other two generals, because they all saw clearly.

But they can't see clearly at this moment. Because Su Yong's body appeared in heaven and earth at this moment, twisted, shaking, left and right... I don't know which one is true and which one is false.

Fang Su's eyes widened, and she raised her full spirit. She chased the feeling in her heart and tried her best to cut at each figure. In a short time, the surrounding area of dozens of meters was all shrouded in dark knife light, and even the light could not penetrate, just like a black hole under the stars.

The hissing in the black hole is endless, and the whole space has been cut into pieces by him. He is like a ghost in charge of this space. In just a moment, he didn't know how to cut thousands and hundreds of figures, but he didn't even drop a piece of clothes on the ground.

"Why didn't you take action?" Fang Su screamed crazily in the air. He was stimulated by Master Fengyan's words that you couldn't even make a move.

"Do you really want me to take action?" Su Yong's faint doubts sounded in the broken air. Although the sound has been chopped into countless sections by the knife light, it still clearly echoes like water in everyone's ears.

"Come on." Fang Su roared, and the blade of the night in his hand accelerated to the peak in an instant. The wind and rain of the dance could not penetrate the cold light, just like building a small steel fortress.

"Good." With Su Yong's low sound, the air suddenly smashed an electric light.

The electric light easily tore open the night of dozens of meters, just like tearing a thin piece of black paper. Fang Su, who was dancing crazily in the dark, suddenly stopped, as if he was frozen in an instant and became an ice sculpture.

In such a blinking time when he danced at a high speed and was still in an instant, the armor on his body that could resist the attack of the same phantom strong man suddenly exploded and broke into thousands of flying black butterflies in the approaching wind.

The butterfly dance was swept away by the strong wind. The light of the stars once again sprinkled like rain, falling on Fang Su, who knelt down on one knee, with a serrated knife in his hand and a pale face as pale as paper.

A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corners of Fang Su's mouth. After a moment of hesitation, she finally ticked down and knocked on the floor little by little. Occasionally, there are a few points, splashing the blade of the night he holds, flashing a little dark purple light.

"He's fine." Su Yong showed his figure in the space that should have been broken and whispered, "It's just too hard. I need to take a break."

His blood knife still didn't take action.

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