(Damn it, I just went in now, this chapter is a little late)
Wang Yue laughed wildly and was so arrogant that he didn't take Ma Yunlu seriously at all.
With such arrogant arrogance, he seemed to be relying on Yi Sui's martial arts. Killing Ma Yunlu was as easy as strangling an ant.
"How dare you underestimate me? I'll fight you!"
The injured Ma Yunlu was irritated. He clenched his teeth, became angry and powerful, and struggled to carry his arms upwards.
Wang Yue snorted disdainfully, sheathed his giant sword, and the second sword thrust out like electricity. The bright blade tore through the barrier of blood and fog, and went straight to the door facing Ma Yunlu.
When the giant sword cut through the air, it actually made a "chichi" sound. Before the blade could reach it, the force as strong as the ocean tide was already pressing down on it.
The sword style is as fast as lightning, and the strength is as strong as Mount Tai.
Ma Yunlu didn't have time to think too much. He raised the silver spear high above his head and used all his strength to block it with his arms.
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The huge sword hit his head, and the overwhelming force of the mountain made the silver gun in Ma Yunlu's hand buzz, and his arms were bent down again.
With one blow, Ma Yunlu's energy and blood surged, the veins in his arms swelled, almost bursting, and the five internal organs in his chest were injured again.
Before he could take a breath, Wang Yue was as cold as a ghost, and the layers of sword movements were coming like a violent storm, wrapping his whole body in it.
Wang Yue's giant sword was almost as powerful as Lu Bu's, and it was so powerful that it was terrifying. Every time Ma Yunlu took a move, it was extremely difficult, and he was wounded internally and externally. It was only with his strong will that he could hold on.
In the blink of an eye, ten moves passed by, and Ma Yunlu was covered with bruises and was completely at a disadvantage.
"Old thief, if you dare to hurt my wife, you are seeking death¡ª¡ª"
At the other end of the courtyard, there was a thunderous roar, and a general was seen wielding a big iron stick, smashing into pieces the soldiers of Cao's army who were blocking his sneak attack. He tore out a path of blood and headed straight for the battle group.
It¡¯s Zhuge Liang!
Zhuge Liang, who arrived like the wind, crashed into the battle group in an instant, swept out the skull-crushing stick in his hand, and with strong force, rushed straight to Wang Yue's side.
"Another little kid seeking death, very good. I will kill you all together!"
The less fearful the king was, the more he ignored Zhuge Liang. His expression became even more disdainful, and the giant sword swept out, swinging towards Zhuge Liang like a millstone.
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Zhuge Liang's body trembled violently amid the metallic buzzing sound of the sky and earth shattering. Wang Yue defused the blow with all his strength, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Zhuge Liang was greatly shocked. He never expected that the martial arts of the man in black could be so strong that he could fight one against two. He can even hurt himself with one move.
You must know that Zhuge Liang is extremely talented in martial arts, and he studied under a terrifying master like Yuan Fang. For more than ten years, he has reached the advanced stage of bone training, and is only one step away from reaching the early stage of viscera training.
Zhuge Liang's martial arts is much higher than that of his future fifth master, Ma Yunlu.
This is the way of martial arts. In one move, Wang Yue's sword struck him so hard that blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
This king's sword was so powerful that Zhuge Liang was frightened in an instant.
"Kong Ming, be careful, this Wang Yue is the leader of the remnant soldiers, and his martial arts has reached Yi Ming."
Ma Yunlu warned sternly and endured the pain. The silver spear in his hand shot out diagonally, and before Wang Yue could attack Zhuge Liang again, he fired a move.
"Yisui, this guy's martial arts has actually reached the level of Yi Xu. Didn't Master say that in the world, only Lu Bu and Gun Patriarch Tong Yuan have reached the level of Yi Xu?"
Zhuge Liang realized this and did not dare to fight head-on. He only cooperated with Ma Yunlu and fought with Wang Yue.
"Yuan Fang, your subordinates are indeed some extraordinary people. A woman can have bone-forging martial arts, and now, here comes a little baby who also has segmented bones. Humph, I am not in the mood to play with you anymore, you Two of you, I¡¯ll leave my head to you.¡±
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword style in Wang Yue's hand suddenly accelerated, and it was so fast that it could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. Not to mention Ma Yunlu, even Zhuge Liang, who had the martial arts of the late bone forging stage, could not see clearly.
Sword Master Wang Yue finally stopped ravaging his prey and started to get serious.
The true strength of Yi Sui's martial arts finally broke out. The martial arts that penetrated into the bone marrow actually caused Wang Yue and the giant sword in his hand to merge into one, turning into a huge weapon with extremely terrifying power.
In just a few moves, Zhuge Liang and the two were forced to scramble, leaving many flaws.
"Defeat!"
Wang Yue suddenly let out an arrogant roar in his throat, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly rose and fell.
Then, continueWith two screams, Zhuge Liang and Ma Yunlu were like kites with broken strings. Nuo Da's body was blown away and fell heavily to the ground.
The moment he landed, Zhuge Liang spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ma Yunlu, on the other hand, was shaken off even the weapon in his hand. Not only did he vomit blood when he landed on the ground, but his sternum also cracked, and he didn't know how many of them were broken by the shock.
Under Yi Xu¡¯s full blow, the two bone-forging generals were each seriously injured.
But Wang Yue, with a ferocious and cold look on his face, dragged his blood-dripping giant sword towards Ma Yunlu step by step.
He was anxious to kill Yuan Fang and was in no mood to delay any longer. He wanted to kill Ma Yunlu.
"You thief, if you dare to touch my wife, my master will not let you go!"
Seeing that Ma Yunlu was in danger, Zhuge Liang was so anxious that he propped himself on the ground with a skull-crushing stick and struggled to get up, hoping to save Ma Yunlu.
It¡¯s just that the blow just now really hurt him badly. At this moment, the blood in his chest is boiling, and he can¡¯t even lift a breath, and he can¡¯t stand at all.
The corner of Wang Yue's mouth had an evil look on his face. He stared at the injured Ma Yunlu and sneered: "Little baby, you have reminded me that since this bitch is Yuan Fang's woman, just kill her." It¡¯s a pity. I¡¯ll chop up her clothes, strip her naked, and then kill her. This way, I can humiliate that kid even more, haha~~¡±
"You thief, you are shameless!"
Listening to Wang Yue's dirty words and seeing Wang Yue's ugly and evil sneer, Ma Yunlu was furious, his pretty face was twisted with hatred, and he was filled with resentment. He wanted to jump up and fight to the death with this old thief. .
"However, the injuries inside and outside the body were serious, and several sternum bones were broken. Even though Ma Yunlu was furious, he couldn't stand up no matter how hard he struggled.
Wang Yue¡¯s sword has been raised, and the sneer on the old face is becoming more evil.
Seeing it, Ma Yunlu could not escape being humiliated. Then, the bad luck of being killed again.
"A despicable and shameless person like you is worthy of calling yourself a swordsman, and you are not afraid of insulting the word 'saint'!"
A sound of anger and contempt, like thunder, fell from the sky and blasted into Wang Yue's eardrums.
At the moment when Wang Yue's spirit was shaken. The violent and bloody killing intent surged forward, and in a flash of light and shadow, an iron tower-like figure was already blocking Ma Yunlu's body.
That young king, the red cloak. The wild dance of hunting in the wind.
The silver battle armor seemed to be washed by blood, reflecting the red and white brilliance under the firelight.
The square-shaped painted halberd held diagonally in the hand was dripping with traces of still-heated blood dripping from the edge of the halberd.
The eyes of an eagle are like blades. His face was as cold as ice, and his whole body was bursting with the anger of a king, the terrifying murderous aura that dominated the world.
"Show show your integrity!"
Ma Yunlu's blood-soaked mouth trembled and made a sound. In an instant, endless surprise burst out of his painful face.
She never expected it. When he was on the line between life and death and about to be humiliated, Yuan Fang miraculously appeared.
This scene is like the stories on the grassland that she has heard since she was a child, where legendary heroes descend from the sky at the last moment to save the beautiful lady in distress.
The moment I saw Yuan Fang. Ma Yunlu actually had the illusion that he was in a legend.
And Yuan Fang is the hero who descended from the sky and came to save her.
Zhuge Liang was also extremely surprised. He shouted angrily: "Master, you came just in time. This old thief actually wants to kill my wife. Master, you must not let him go."
"I understand. You two should take a rest for now. After I kill this old dog, I will ask someone to treat your injuries."
Yuan Fang comforted the two of them a little, then pointed his eagle eyes at Wang Yue and said coldly: "Wang Yue, I think you are very good at martial arts and can be considered a talent. I wanted to surrender to you, but you hurt my disciple." , the woman who hurt me is so despicable and shameless. Today, I will kill you together and root out all your remaining soldiers!"
When Wei Ran drank it, his voice shook the sky.
Wang Yue also woke up from the shock and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Yuan Fang, intact and majestic standing in front of him.
"You actuallyyou were able to escape my Eight Gate Dunjia Formation?"
Wang Yue couldn't help but scream. He thought that Yuan Fang broke through the eight-door formation he had set up and escaped from it to rescue Ma Yunlu.
Yuan Fang sneered and said disdainfully: "Not only did I break your formation, but I also sent your more than thirty comrades to hell. Now, it's time to send you down to see them."
Fang Tian slowly raised his painted halberd, and the bleeding edge of the halberd pointed at Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's expression changed in shock, his figure trembled, and he looked at Yuan Fang again with an expression of disbelief, almost horror.
It is hard for him to believe that not only was his exquisite Eight Gate Armor Formation cracked by Yuan Fang, but more than thirty of his subordinates who were skilled in the Condensation Martial Arts were all killed by Yuan Fang!
"How is this possible? The Eight Gate Dunjia Formation was created by the Sima Family Master according to the Qimen Dunjia Formation. Even I, the Sword Master, cannot break this strange formation. Why can he break it?"
Wang Yue held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes were changing, and his thoughts were greatly disturbed.
Yuan Fang had already seen what he was thinking and said coldly: "The eight-door Dunjia formation must have been created by Sima Yi. It is not a powerful formation. There is no one in the center of the formation, so I entered from the Sheng Gate. , and then fight through the Jingmen, they will be defeated without a fight. Do you and Sima Yi really think that you can kill me with just one formation? What a joke!"
Wang Yue suddenly realized, but was extremely surprised in his heart. He thought that the flaw in this formation could not be discovered unless he was condescending.
And Yuan Fang is trapped in the formation, how can he see the flaws in the eight-door formation?
All the surprises were forcibly suppressed by Wang Yue for a moment. In the blink of an eye, he had regained his cold aura.
"Yuan Fang, you are so powerful that you were able to break through my eight-door formation. It seems that I have to take action personally to take your dog's head. Come and accept your fate."
With a proud drink, Wang Yue jumped forward and took the giant sword in his hand, directly taking Yuan Fang's head.