Sealing Sword Chapter 168: breaking dawn

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The sound of the wind, the cry, the sound of breaking through the air.

Phalberd, Scimitar, Firebolt.

The barracks are in chaos and ambush on all sides.

Ye Fusheng felt that he could not run far.

Sun Minfeng’s time limit was not long. His internal strength has been severely depleted in recent days, and he relied on the medicine left by the other party to barely support it.

He was wounded and his blood would burst as he ran away. Therefore, although he ran fast, he was getting colder and colder. Amanda led people to chase after him, but Ye Fusheng's speed became slower and slower. .

The crossbow arrow with a long rope tied at the end is like a tarsus maggot. Once it is shot by it, the people below will grab the rope and tear him off. Ye Fusheng’s only fortunate thing was that he didn’t know who set off a fire in the rear, which not only disturbed the enemy’s position, but also caused the wind to help the fire and hinder the archer’s accuracy. Seridan also left early and was not there at this time. .

But he can't run anymore.

Finally in front of my eyes fell into darkness, and his ears were all buzzing. Ye Fusheng shook his feet, barely avoiding a crossbow arrow that was shot at the vest, but missed it from the landing point. The whole person slid from the flagpole and down fall.

Hundreds of crossbows and arrows were fired at the fallen people, and Amanda's sun wheel broke out of the sky. Hundreds of foreign soldiers stood with knives below, and Ye Fusheng had nowhere to escape.

The flagpole was several feet off the ground. When Ye Fusheng fell down, he felt that his face was shaved like a knife in the gale, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He choked so much that he could not make any sound except for breathing in a **** air.

Jinghong Zhanyi only took a moment, but Ye Fusheng felt that this time was too long.

It is said that the death of a person is the length of a lifetime, and it is also a moment of thought.

Half-life time is visible in the lunar calendar, and the six desires and seven emotions are hurriedly circulating.

Ye Fusheng's soul seemed to float out of the seven orifices. At this moment, he heard the drums of morning bells and evenings, breaking his heart full of red dust and old dreams, and finally fell into his body, waiting for the end of a blood-splattered yellow sand.

However, after all, he was not pierced by a sharp arrow, nor did he fall to the ground and beat his head to blood.

He was like a yellow leaf falling from the top of a bare tree. The wind blurred his ears and the darkness obscured his vision. He could only cast a snare on the three-foot yellow soil, but was lifted up before falling to the ground. Tossing around three times to block the loss of flying arrows, firmly in his arms.

Ye Fusheng can't see anything clearly, and can't hear the sound in his ears. The breath of blood and fire fills the nasal cavity, chest and lungs. He can only feel the heartbeat like a drum behind him, and three or four drops of water fall on his forehead, following him. His face slid down.

It's blood and sweat.

When the drops of water slipped over his lips, Ye Fusheng suddenly opened his mouth and licked his tongue like a child. Then he muttered like a mosquito, "It's Ayao..."

The answer to him was a kiss, almost ferocious in urgency, but did not bit him in the slightest.

As soon as his lips and teeth opened, a cold almost cold liquid poured in with a strong **** smell, causing Ye Fusheng's already vague consciousness to suddenly wake up, instinctively wanting to vomit, but the opponent couldn't refuse. Suppressed, he poured this blood down without leaking.

Taking this mouthful of blood, Ye Fusheng suddenly coughed, with one palm behind his back and running the breath, but the other hand smashed the porcelain bottle and stuffed the black pill into his mouth again. Koudu passed over and sealed all the possibility of regurgitation with his tongue, even though he was bitten by his lip during this moment.

A ray of fresh, hot blood slipped into his mouth, and Ye Fusheng suddenly stopped moving. He let go of his teeth, barely suppressed his inner breath, and finally accepted the pill from the other side, feeling it down the esophagus, together with the lifted one. The heart fell together.

Make sure that he swallowed the medicine, Chu Xiwei was relieved, and moved her palm to Ye Fusheng's dantian. After passing a pure internal force to help him expel the medicine, he lowered his head and said in his ear: " Master, here I am, you should sleep for a while."

"I..." Ye Fusheng leaned against his chest, rubbing his neck with his head, his voice was very soft, "I'm afraid that I will fall asleep... it will be over."

Chu Xiwei was silent for a moment, rubbed his chin on the top of his head, the expression on his face was incredibly soft, and said softly: "No, you're too tired. Sleep for a while... When you wake up, everything is fine. Up."

When did this little **** learn to lie?

Ye Fusheng wanted to laugh a little, but he really didn't have the energy to think about Chu Xiwei had never lied to him since he was a child, and not even this time.

At this moment, he was like a boat wandering for too long, finally found his port under the Mingyue Bridge. Half a life of ups and downs, a lifetime of grievances and hatreds, they all return to their roots with the fallen leaves when the breeze blows, and the eyes are full of dying, but he only needs to gently close his eyes, have a beautiful dream, and wait for dawn.

So, he fell into a deep sleep in Chu Xiwei's arms, leaning on that shoulder like a pillow, the corners of his mouth slowly fell back, still smiling.

One dream reincarnation, one thought of life and death, one heart and two wishes, two people in one life.

Chu Xiwei gently kissed the corners of his mouth, and slowly raised her eyes, almost all the whites of her eyes were covered with blood, except that her pupils were so dark that they were not bottomless.

Ye Fusheng couldn't see it. Naturally, he didn't know how embarrassed the person holding him was.

Racing day after day, day and night difficult to rest, borrowing the sky, pretending to win the road...In between, every bit is blood and sweat to clear the way, even if the iron beater, I am afraid that it will become a pool of mud.

But Chu Xiwei always straightened her back, and she didn't slow down for a moment. I was afraid that she could not go faster, and she was most afraid of losing it.

Luckily he caught up.

He carefully embraced the person in his arms with his **** and sweaty hands, just like a lost traveler in the desert holding the last pot of water. It doesn't matter to others, but the heaviest in his life.

"Kay...Who are you?!"

Amanda actually saw the person riding the horse when he ordered the arrow to be released, but the opponent was wearing a familiar armor, and the surroundings were mixed with light and dark. For a while, he saw the wrong eye, but he did not expect that the opponent was actually To save people.

She has never seen such a quick light work, such a sharp knife, such a person who is not afraid of death.

He leaped up from his horse, caught a gap in the rain of arrows, and almost stepped on the first crossbow arrow to block the person. At the same time, he took the person with one hand, and the long knife was rolled back. The shape flipped, the internal force turned into a knife energy, and the wind splitting took advantage of the momentum to forge a wall of wind, abruptly swaying hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows, and a few of them were slightly offset, and they also rubbed with Chu Xiwei. However, when he fell back on his horse, he didn't even touch the person in his arms.

A blood stream snaked down from the cracked tiger's mouth, and Chu Xiwei raised her hand to her lips and gently licked the blood, like a licked beast. His helmet had fallen off at the moment of life and death, and his black hair was dancing wildly when the fire was extinguished. The mask belonging to Ye Fusheng was dyed with Chu Xiwei's unique coldness, and the corners of his mouth turned into sharp blades. One word: "With you, who am I?"

As soon as the word "who" was spoken, Amanda felt a flower in front of her. She instinctively retreated to the archer's formation, and at the same time, Rilun shot and slashed in front of her, but unexpectedly the black shadow was split into two. So, no matter whether the sun wheel or the sword and axe are all out.

Unprecedented sense of fear hits the top of her head from the soles of her feet, and Amanda suddenly felt cold from behind, immediately under his control, and slashed backhand without thinking about it. This time, the sun wheel broke her bones and cut the meat, but she was behind her. The head of the subordinate was cut open, and plasma sprayed her face.

At the same time, Amanda's pupils shrank, and she saw Seridan riding a horse from the opposite side, with horses hoofs galloping, bows in his hands, arrows coming out of the strings, and they were shot at her head on!

He wants to kill her! Amanda was shaking all over, too late to think about it, she was about to leap into the air with the next kick, but felt the sound of the wind from behind, mixed with a sharp scream, as if a mad bird yelled from the sky.

Shocking Sword Technique-Broken Goose!

Seridan saw Amanda flying towards him, but didn't reach out to pick him up. Instead, he pulled his horse sideways and let her pass.

It's not that he doesn't want to save, it's just that there is only half a person flying here.

The cut goose cut from the right waist and abdomen to the left shoulder was very similar to the wound on Ye Fusheng's back, except that Chu Xi's micro knife was faster and more ruthless, and it cut Amanda in two!

Blood mist filled, Chu Xiwei flew around and backed down immediately. The Ye Fusheng he was holding in his left hand didn't even get a drop of blood. Only a line of blood appeared in the corner of his eye, and the thin vermilion crawled across the pale face. It was the injury left by Shi Cai Seredan with an arrow head on.

At that time, Chu Xiwei was holding Ye Fusheng in one hand and slashed Amanda with a hand knife. Ceridan’s arrow was not so much a killing as it was to force him to return to help let Amanda go, but it didn’t. Thinking of Chu Xiwei not advancing and retreating, she only turned her head sideways to protect Ye Fusheng, with a shocking sword in her right hand.

If a single arrow is missed, a life or death sentence can be made.

Seridan rode his horse to the front, looked at Chu Xiwei's **** knife, and swiped the cut under his eyes, frowning: "Central Plains, who are you? "

Chu Xiwei knew that her mask was broken by that arrow without having to touch it. He stood alone in the encirclement, but he was not at all shocked. He just looked up and down Seredan and saw the blood on the opponent. Damaged, sneered: "It's a bit capable to get out of my battlefield... But, don't you think there are many capable people?"

Seridan’s face turned cold. He had been ordered to pick up Kaino. He saw this team of horses trekking at the outpost five miles away from the camp. They were all dressed in the same way. The leading "Kaino "As agreed, the bone whistle of the Soul Burial Palace was blown, and the guard post smoothly opened the barrier.

Unexpectedly, this move was actually to lead the wolf into the room. After Seredan and "Kaino" met in hand, they discovered that there was a Central Plains face under the helmet!

Chu Xiwei's heart is Ye Fusheng, so naturally he has no desire to fight. The thousands of subordinates he brought are all good hands. If he wins this place, he can advance and retreat and defend. Therefore, he divided his troops into three ways and attacked the fortress all the way. , All the way, the "Magic Scorpion" besieged Seredan, and he brought another dark feather killer through the obstacles and rushed to the foreign camp.

Seridan naturally has a bad heart. His archery skills are excellent and his whip technique is not weak. If he talks about marching and fighting, he is not afraid of it. But the "Magic Scorpion" has been Zhao Bingmo's killer. He was very familiar with the warfare of a foreign race, and he lined up to siege his soldiers. When Seridan finally took his confidant to fight his way out of the siege, the corpses were everywhere, and the fortress had changed ownership. He could only rein in his horse and hurried to the camp, hoping to catch up with Chu Xiwei.

Unfortunately, it was a step too late.

"Pretend to pass, set fire to the camp, you people in the Central Plains...but you will fish in troubled waters." Sairedan's pair of mandarin duck eyes were completely frozen, "Since you have such an ability, why hide your head and show your tail and hurt people behind?"

Chu Xiwei was too lazy to respond to him, her gaze swept around. Although the camp was in chaos at this time, because of the return of Seredan, a large wave of foreign soldiers had already gathered here, and he had to take him alone. Ye Fusheng is indeed a bit tricky.

What's more, even though Ye Fusheng took the antidote, he had to settle down sooner because he was poisoned and injured.

The thought turned, and the decision was made, Chu Xiwei pulled out the laces and removed the breastplate to protect Ye Fusheng, tied it backhand in front of her chest, and freed her left hand to grab a handful of her from behind and stabbed him from behind. The spear, with both legs clamped into the belly of the horse, even rushed directly to Seredan-the most difficult to win, but the shortest way out.

Seridan didn't expect the opponent to be so fierce. Bows and arrows are longer than long-range attacks but shorter than melee combat. In the blink of an eye, the two of them have been bullied, and he can only abandon his bow and draw his sword and face Chu Xiwei's long spear.

As a "wolf head", he is not only superior in archery skills, but also superior in martial arts. Ceredan's sword is not slender, but rather thick, but it is made to resemble a snake shape, and it is like a poisonous snake when you pick and hook. , In a blink of an eye, there were six attacks and four defenses, stabbing, slashing, slashing, and pressing.

The corner of Chu Xiwei's mouth suddenly curled up.

Seridan saw his shocking sword before, knowing that he is good at swordsmanship, but not knowing that although the sword is the beginning of Chu Xiwei's martial arts, it is not the end of his martial arts.

——"The sect masters of the past dynasties of my Hundred Ghosts who have studied the "Forked Road Scripture" all adopt the strengths of the various families and know the principles of the Hundred Paths, but they do not have the essentials. In the Great Martial Arts Code, "The Book of Forked Roads" is always overwhelmed by "A Thousand Tribulations" and "Wujigong". My master has been frustrated with this for a long time, and has spent his entire life working **** the basis of the eight layers of "The Book of Forked Roads". , Created the "Law of Returning to the Sea"......"

——"Foster father, what is "The Heart of Returning to the Sea"?"

——"The water in the world is greater than the sea, and Wanchuan accepts it (Note). Why is it so? But let the shape understand its meaning, understand its experience and gain its god, so as to form its expression and know its inside, go The dross is the essence of it. Seeing oneself like a sea, seeking common ground while reserving differences is the result of all laws."

The corners of Chu Xi's lips fell slightly, her eyes froze, and the moment Seridan met his four eyes, she was suddenly frightened.

The tip of the gun is colder than this look!

The martial arts saying "sweep a large swath with a stick and pick a line with the spear", but the Qin's 36th Road Locking Dragon Spear is different.

Because of the early death of Bei Xia Qin Hebai, Suolong Spear only passed thirty-three moves. However, Qin Lanchang took over thirty-seven letters from Ruan Feiyu in the previous incident in northern Xinjiang, and spent thirty-seven years of joy and sorrow. , And found the 36-page gun book hidden in the letter sandwich.

Nan Confucian Ruan Fei has a well-known and well-informed record. He once met with Qin Hebai. He has seen him perform hundreds of times. He has long remembered the 36-way marksmanship in his heart. Although he has never learned it in his life, But I know it in my heart. After Qin Gong’s case, Ruan Feiyu’s own book of the gun book, showing the essentials with a concise diagram, was just a consolation, but he did not expect to see the descendants of the Qin family before he died, so naturally he does not have to take the gun book with his life. Into the loess, let the Suolong spear technique be free from the swan song.

Qin Lanchang is young after all, and the last three shots involved the changes in the previous thirty-three ways. She asked Chu Xiwei about what she really didn’t understand. Over time, even if Chu Xiwei didn’t deliberately cultivate, she still Because the "Forked Road Scripture" Wudian knew it well, it finally came in handy at this time.

One person rides a horse and presses, and one shot is out of the water, and they fight in a square inch. Seridan has fought against the warriors of the Central Plains several times, but has never encountered such a difficult and fierce marksmanship. The soft move is like a dragon hovering and it is difficult to escape, and a hard attack is like an evil dragon's claws choosing people to eat, people, guns, The horses are almost integrated, the horses are swiftly walking, the people make combos, and the guns pick the key points. They almost lock the offensive in front of Seridan and the empty door behind him. When you see it, you can only see dragons hovering in all directions, almost dizzy!

The foreign soldiers around are also dazzled!

The battle situation was anxious, and Chu Xiwei stubbornly held Ceredan's footsteps again. The archer did not dare to move with the rat trap, and the blade of the horse was also difficult to grasp between the horseshoes. At this moment, the front of the camp suddenly Reappearing the flames, with the sound of the Golden Ge and Iron Horse, all the troops were first taken aback, and then they heard the heartbreaking yell of their colleagues from the front: "The Chu Army is attacking the camp!"

Seridan's heart was shaken, and the short knife held the spear that was pressed down. If he hadn't been sitting on the horse, he would have sunk three inches on the ground. However, this force was too strong and the horses were in pain, and he was already out of control.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and shouted together, "Don't worry about me, let go!"

In an instant, a hundred bowstrings were stretched and loosened, and a hundred arrows broke through the air and broke the wind. Ceridan clasped the gun body with a machete, and lay back on the horseback, trying to use his strength to hold Chu Xiwei's actions. .

When the arrows are all fired, a moment of lag is the difference between life and death!

However, Chu Xi slightly let go.

He slapped his hand heavily on the handle of the gun, and the spear brought Seridan to fall off the horse. At the same time, he hugged Ye Fusheng and leaned to the horse's ventral position, using two tall horses to make a shield!

After the first wave of arrow rain, although Seridan escaped a disaster, he was hit by a few tributaries. Chu Xiwei snorted and pulled out the arrow stick embedded in the calf, from the crashing horse corpse. He jumped up and landed firmly on the horse of an alien cavalry, clasping the opponent's arm with one hand, and threw life off the horse.

He no longer loves fighting, taking advantage of this opportunity to fly horses to take the road, step on the roadblockers, rush into the fire camp behind, and ride the dust in the flames of the night!

"Wolfhead, we..."

Serridan got up from the ground, wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, unwillingly watched the two men disappear in one direction, their fists were loose and tight, after all, the overall situation was important, and he said cruelly: "A team of people will catch up. , Don’t fight hard to find out the details, and the rest will go to the front line with me to fight the enemy!"

"Yes!"

"..."

How can this side fight, and it has nothing to do with Chu Xiwei.

He hugged Ye Fusheng and galloped towards the back of the camp, single-handedly without retreat, no matter the arrow or the halberd, the flesh and blood were sharpened, and the front was quenched, until Chu Xiwei finally rushed into the battle formation circled by his subordinates. After that, I felt that my whole body was aching, and my strength was almost exhausted.

The scarred horse fell to the ground and died of anger. Chu Xiwei almost staggered while holding the person. Fortunately, he hugged tightly and supported his men in time.

He was unscathed in front of him, but he seemed to have been slashed behind him. When his subordinates helped him, he almost couldn't do anything. Fortunately, the injury looked scary, but it didn't hurt the bones.

"Master, the Chu army is attacking the camp. The battle ahead is too fierce. If we want to use Yanming City to return to the Central Plains, I am afraid..."

"Turn around and go to Jiuyao City!"

Taking a sigh of relief, Chu Xiwei's hands holding Ye Fusheng trembled a little. He turned around and glanced at the chaotic military camp below and the sky stained red by the flames. Chen Zawuwei finally turned into rust. The blood lingered.

Zeng Dao’s family’s national bones are piled up, and the waters are still clear in the world. Heroes have never been good at all, and the cause is unspeakable.

He took a deep breath of **** wind, turned on his horse again, and shouted: "Go!"

The group of people stepped out of the camp and entered the dense forest. At this time, the dark curtain of the sky lit up with a light, as if a sword tore through the sky, streaming out the warmest glow.

The cold and solemn night is stained with warm colors by the morning sun, the clouds are extinguished, the dark clouds are dyed, and the red sun is gushing out of the mist, which seems to be able to dispel all the darkness and treacherousness in the world.

Chu Xiwei held Ye Fusheng with one hand. The man was tired for too long and was still sleeping in his arms unconsciously. He didn't notice the smile at the corner of his mouth, only rubbed the top of his dirty hair, clenched the reins in one hand, and led a group of ghosts behind him from night to dawn, not for the ashes after the extreme splendor, but for the extinction after the long and dead silence. Everywhere.