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Volume 3: Smoke and Clouds of Weicheng Chapter 57: Severing the Robe of Justice (1)

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    After the battle started, Shuai Baotou and Yan Xichen had a tacit understanding of slowly moving the battlefield away from the three newly established tombs, trying their best to control the momentum of the battle within the established range.

    At this moment, Shuai Baotou has completely inherited the large opening and closing force of the big blunt sword, which is the master of the twenty-four hegemonic swords of Kong Qiang. The two swords are dancing in the wind, and the swords are rolling out with great force.  The wind swept past wildly, spreading wantonly on the grass around him. Like a strong wind passing by, it swept up grass debris all over the sky, and its force reached straight into the sky.

    On the other hand, Yan Xichen is exactly the opposite of Shuai Baotou. The broken sword less than two feet in his hand is as if he has just woken up. The sword speed is very slow. Shuai Baotou often chops ten times in a row before he can stab him.  sword.

    But the strange thing is that no matter how much the speed of Shuai Cap's sword increases, the seemingly slow broken sword can always neutralize the big blunt knife's fatal blow at the critical moment, allowing Shuai Tou to do it all at once.  The head-catching speed advantage is gone.

    For a moment, the two of them were fighting together. Shuai Dutou's sword skills were extremely fast. The twenty-four powerful air knives took shape and fully displayed the purpose of the twenty-four hegemonic knives.

    The power is fierce and fast, and he is constantly oppressing Yan Xichen with aggressive momentum. On the surface, it seems that Shuai Baotou is far superior to Yan Xichen in terms of speed and momentum, and the chance of winning seems to be great.

    In fact, it is not the case. Perhaps only Shuai Baotou knows in his heart at this moment that Yan Xichen's move of using slow to attack fast and using defense as offense is perfect here.

    The seemingly sloppy and clumsy movements, but every blow of the general's head-catching attack, which can be described as a violent storm, turned into nothing effortlessly.

    What makes Shuai Captou even more frightened is that after he carried out a series of powerful fast attacks, Yan Xichen showed no attack except for the impregnable defense.

    He doesn¡¯t think he has the strength to force Yan Xichen to the point where he can¡¯t fight back. Then there is only one possibility, that is, the other party is thinking of friendship and has no intention of taking action.

    Thinking about Shuai Baotou's sword skills, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. After recovering his memory, he was willing to rely on the powerful Twenty-Four Hegemon Swords and the newly learned Chef Ding Jie Niu. Even if he couldn't defeat Yan Xichen, he could at least defeat him.  It can also be equal to it.

    But what he didn¡¯t expect was that even if he had recovered his memory and all his previous martial arts attainments, the gap between him and Yan Xichen still hadn¡¯t narrowed at all.

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    "Could it be that the gap between me and him is so big?" The handsome catcher said to himself unwillingly. Although his momentum was frustrated, he had no air barrier at all.

    The two swords dancing in the hands suddenly accelerated, and the twenty-four air blades roared out in an instant. The momentum generated was even worse than before.

    At the same time, the remaining five short fine steel knives in the scabbard carried on the commander's back were buzzing and breaking free from the shackles of the scabbard, and shot out through the air.

    Under the guidance of the momentum, the five short and delicate knives flying quickly seemed to have souls suddenly, and they continued to attack like lightning in the air, making it difficult for people to guard against them.

    At this moment, Shuai Ba Tou was not hiding his secrets, and used all his strength to use the Twenty-Four Hegemon Sword and the Chef Ding Jie Niu, these two sword techniques that are also famous for their speed and power, at the same time.

    The two different sword techniques, under Shuai Baotou's skillful use, complement each other, and the power displayed is not just a simple superposition, but continues to increase several times, and is comparable to the previous single sword technique.  The laws are not the same.

    But the other side of this is also obvious. Even though these two peerless sword techniques are extremely powerful, relatively speaking, the consumption required is equally astonishing.

    So at this moment, the handsome catcher must defeat Yan Xichen within the corresponding time, otherwise, he himself will be exhausted without Yan Xichen taking action.

    In this regard, Yan Xichen did not dare to rely too much on himself. He had to give up the original slow and lazy defense method, and turned from defense to offense, and then used fast and fast to suppress the opponent.

    I saw him dancing with his broken sword. As he waved his hand, countless green sword energy came out from the sword, facing the twenty-four air blades and five solid daggers.  .

    Two completely different auras were fighting each other, and they were inseparable for a moment. As the two of them fought rapidly, the majestic and chaotic auras around them continued to collide with each other like a whirlpool, and then exploded.

    The breath generated by the explosion continued to expand in a destructive ring. Wherever it passed, the earth and rocks collapsed. Under the feet of the two people, there was originally a field full of vitality.The ground turned into white ground in an instant, with craters everywhere, all big pits caused by the momentum.

    In an instant, the sky and earth were turbulent with wind and clouds, and strange phenomena suddenly occurred. The chaotic momentum brought flying earth and rocks, covering the sky and the sun. At this moment, it was obviously the morning when the sun was just rising, but it gave people the illusion of a sunset.

    However, the two people in the battle seemed to be unaware of the surrounding scenes. They still attacked each other like lightning, then retreated, and then attacked again, and so on until someone fell.

    But this made it difficult for the bearded man and his soldiers who were fighting outside a hundred meters away. Although they were still some distance away from the fighting parties, both sides also deliberately moved further and further away.

    But the majestic momentum generated by the battle was like a flood that broke a bank. It was resisted by the pressure and immediately flowed around like crazy. The distance of a hundred meters was instantly reached.

    The violent power with nowhere to vent, stabbed at the bodies of the bearded man and the soldiers under his command like knives, causing them a burst of pain. The weaker ones were even blown to and fro by the strong wind caused by the momentum, and fell out of formation.  .

    But it was obvious that the two people fighting, whether it was Shuai Baotou or Yan Xichen, were deliberately controlling their own real power and the momentum and wind generated while fighting.

    So just a few steps away, the bearded man and his soldiers were knocked around by the momentum, but the three new tombs in front of them and the long white banners and cloth were not damaged at all.

    "Damn, these two are fucking lunatics." The bearded man looked at the battle situation, then at himself and the others, gently quenched his saliva, and said angrily.

    "General, do we need help?" A soldier looked at the bearded man timidly. Under the angry look of the man, his voice became lower and lower, until finally it was so low that even he himself could not hear clearly.

    "Go up and help, don't you think your life will be long?" The big man with a beard glared back at the soldier, his dark face covered with beards filled with displeasure.

    Just kidding, he stepped forward to help. With his ability, he got involved between two "madmen". Even if he had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to lose. Thinking about it, the big man couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously wiped out all the clothes on his body.  Zheng Yi was wrapped a little tighter.

    Although the sun is rising at this moment, there is an indescribable chill in the heart of the bearded man. This chill comes from the inside out and comes from the heart.

    "Then, what should we do? If the Third Highness has something wrong here, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain. Your Majesty can explain it before leaving. If we can't take the Third Highness back, we will have to" A soldier looked at the beard tremblingly.  The big man swallowed his words half-heartedly. If the situation goes as he said, the consequences can be imagined.

    The big man with the beard was slightly startled. He suppressed the chill in his heart, patted the soldier's shoulder, coughed twice, cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry, general, I have my own sense of proportion."

    As soon as he finished speaking, in front of many soldiers, the big man with a beard smiled and reached out from his arms to take out a several-inch-long copper tube. The copper tube was exquisite and meticulous, and was equipped with a mechanical spring. As long as the mechanical spring moved, the inside of the copper tube would immediately  Several steel needles flew out, and each steel needle was loaded with **. Although the person hit by the needle was not fatal, his movements would be slowed down by it.

    Originally, this thing was prepared before Qin Yu was ordered to come to "greet" His Highness Qin Zheng. He was afraid that the former Third Highness would not give in, otherwise the steel needle would be poisonous.

    "I'm afraid this is inappropriate. What if His Highness is accidentally injured?" When the bearded man took out the copper pipe, a soldier immediately came forward and raised questions.

    "What are you afraid of? When we left Xianyang, His Majesty said that as long as the Third Highness brought back is alive, he will not care about anything else." The bearded man explained a few words stiffly and suppressed the questioning voice.

    "But" The other soldiers wanted to persuade him, but the bearded man's decision had already been made, and they had no choice but to retreat to the side and wait patiently.

    After the big man with the beard nodded with satisfaction, he put his hand on the machine spring and quietly aimed the copper pipe in his hand at Yan Xichen and Shuai Baotou, who were fighting fiercely a hundred meters away. The thick corners of his mouth under the beard couldn't help but raise.  He smiled evilly.

    "In normal times, just by relying on the copper pipe and the steel needle filled with sperm in the hands of the bearded man, any one of them, let alone two people, could easily see through it and subdue him.

    But at this moment, the two of them were fighting in full swing, with all their energy focused on each other. If the bearded man suddenly shot a few shots at this time, the result would be completely different.

    The dust in the wind stirred up, carrying the smell of gunpowder smoke, and blew through the sweat-wet black hair, hitting the resolute cheek, making it wet and salty, which was very weird.

    At this moment, Shuai Captou and Yan Xichen, no matter who they are, have been completely trapped.Entering that kind of selfless state, the intersections and collisions, dodging and avoiding, in the end are completely instinctive battles, no need to say anything more, no need to do more, everything is carried out in silence, and it will also be done in silence.  Ended in silence.

    In the duel between strong men, there is no worldly shouting and cheering, and no one cheers. There is only endless silence and the thrill of the silent duel.

    Sweat is dripping down the cheeks like water, soaking the clothes. No matter how tired they are at this moment, no one is willing to withdraw from the duel. The same is true for Yan Xichen and the same is true for Shuai Baotou.

    A hundred meters away, a bearded man was holding a square-inch long copper pipe, and his big copper bell-like eyes were constantly shining. As soon as the situation between the two warring parties changed, he would shoot out a steel needle to change the situation of the battle.
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