Chapter 202

The battle is back.

Most of it is because the seemingly indifferent old man came slowly, and most of it is also because of Su Chunsheng's aggressiveness. The two great masters who had stopped to watch, and Chen Xiao, who was defeated by Su Chunsheng with his sword spirit, almost started to rush forward at the same time.

And those Koi masters who jumped from the top of the city also went straight to Su Chunsheng almost at the same time, forming a pinch.

Standing on the street, Su Chunsheng just made a slight pause, then went straight ahead, his red sky leaped up suddenly, turned into a flying sword, and went straight to the three people. The flow of Qi lingers around Su Chunsheng, giving off a dazzling light.

The air engine burst and roared.

The sword Qi is overflowing, the vigorous Qi is flying, and the Qi is like thunder, ringing through the wind and thunder pass.

In front of the tall gate of the city, Yu Huancheng, an old sword man blocking the road, gasps, his arms tremble, and blood flows down from the tip of the sword.

A wave of Jiashi's charge was stopped by the old man again, and another wave of charge seemed to come soon.

Yu Huan Cheng looked up at the still large number of soldiers in front of him. In addition to his almost stubborn determination, he was also worried.

It is an unwritten rule since ancient times that the rivers and lakes have never been involved in the army. It's also a lesson that many people in the river and lake exchange their blood for death.

The prosperity of martial arts in the Central Plains since ancient times can be accompanied by the establishment of secular dynasties. Those people in the rivers and lakes who are among the martial arts cultivation rely on their strong cultivation and can freely appear and disappear. There are endless cases of martial arts prohibition, which has aroused great dissatisfaction in the temples. Then there was a special way to kill people in the Jianghu. No matter how high the cultivation of martial arts is, the Qi will be exhausted. Therefore, once you meet people who don't obey the rules in the river and lake, there will be a group of Jiashi constantly fighting to exhaust their cultivation. Not to mention, there will also be some Koi experts to cooperate with the siege.

Just like now, the dense Jiashi opposite Yu Huancheng, though they have no cultivation, are not afraid of death. Wave after wave of fighting has consumed too much Qi of the old man.

Yu Huan Cheng is one of the top nine, and his cultivation is not vulgar. But even so, it is not easy to kill Jiashi. There used to be a great devil in the river and lake. His cultivation went into the celestial realm. He once broke thousands of armor with one sword, which shocked the river and lake. Some even praised him secretly. But as a result, the demon was exhausted by thousands of Jiashi, and eventually died miserably. Not to mention, the corpses were chopped up by those Jiashi who killed their red eyes and fed the dogs.

In the Dashuo Dynasty, there was always a lack of those great masters of martial arts with high accomplishments, but there was no shortage of military armour. Therefore, today's rivers and lakes sects have already gone through their duties, and few people dare to fight against the army.

In front of me, the urn is still full of Jiashi.

Obviously, if Yu Huan Cheng insists on not retreating, even if he dies, he may not be able to stop these Jiashi.

Yu Huancheng looks back, Su Chunsheng has been surrounded, fighting constantly.

Seeing this, Yu Huancheng sighed and turned to look inside the gate.

Within the urn City, hundreds of Jiashi came out orderly again, armed with long guns, and began to line up for the next attack.

Yu Huan Cheng, leaning on his sword with one hand, recuperated his Qi, and the Qi reappeared.

On the other side, hundreds of Jiashi began to move forward slowly, then accelerated and ran.

Without hesitation, Yu Huan Cheng took a step forward, and on the sword in his hand, he gave out bursts of trembling sound.

The sword Qi flows out, but it is no longer as fierce as before.

The next moment, the old man rushed into the camp of hundreds of Jiashi. Those obviously trained Jia Shi, without hesitation, stretched out their weapons and smashed at Yu Huancheng.

Yu Huancheng stood in the middle, his body swaying, and his long sword was constantly handed out. The sword Qi flowed out like a sharp dagger. After a week, dozens of Jiashi fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and the vacancy was soon filled by Jiashi again.

Forced to lift a breath, Yu huanchengsi didn't stop. His wrist trembled violently. The long sword named Taotie kept passing by. There were more and more Jiashi falling to the ground and rushing up again.

It's a long time.

This wave of hundreds of Jiashi left dozens of people, slowly returned to the city gate.

On the ground, there was another layer of corpse, and the blood continued to flow down.

It's tragic.

Yu Huan Cheng stood in the middle crown of the corpses everywhere, his face turned pale, and his Qi was also consumed violently.

In the urn City, once again began to gather Jiashi, ready to charge.

Standing at the gate of the city, Yu Huancheng leaned slowly against the wall on one side and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Excessive loss of Qi causes damage to meridians.

Yu Huan Cheng knows that he may not be able to resist the next few charges.

The distant roar continued.

At the moment, the old man was covered with blood. Looking at the opposite wall, he was dazed, but he had no reason to think of that mountaineering trip decades ago.

At that time, the old man was determined to practice sword, but he struggled for a long time, and never really got the gist of kendo. At that time, the old man heard that jiuxiao Jianzong, the leader of swordsmanship in the Central Plains, could sharpen his swordsmanship and even give him swords. As soon as the old man gritted his teeth, he brazenly climbed the jiuxiao mountain.

The old man, who had planned to shut the door for a long time, was unexpectedly received. He went to the jiuxiao temple and saw a lot of famous swords. The gluttonous food in hand comes from there.

It was also the meeting. The old man jumped into Kendo and shangjiujing. Finally, he was able to satisfy his wish and become a famous sword cultivator in the world.

Now, in a flash of time, decades have passed. Yu Huan Cheng clearly remembers every scene, and even clearly remembers that Su Chunsheng, who was just babbling at that time, was hobbling in the jiuxiao temple.

Yu Huancheng turns his head and looks at Su Chunsheng who is still fighting in the distance. He grins gently.

That pair of eyes, the old man saw when he was very young, but unforgettable. So that in the courtyard of Miao Sanniang, the old man recognized Su Chunsheng's eyes at the first sight.

In the urn, hundreds of Jiashi gathered again and began to charge slowly.

Leaning against the wall for a long time, Yu Huancheng takes a big breath, gets up to lift his sword, and looks calm in front of the surging soldiers.

"If it had not been for the Su family, I would have lived a life without a name. I'm afraid I would have died miserably."

"If it wasn't for jiuxiao sword sect, I wouldn't know about it. I have a long way to go in kendo, but I want to be worthy of it."

"Today, I will do something for the Su family."

"It's hard to repay my kindness with death!"

The old man strode forward, and the sword Qi circulated again.

In the distance, Su Chunsheng, who is fighting, suddenly turns his head and looks to the direction of the city tower. Looking at the back of the old man striding forward, Su Chunsheng looks shocked. In addition to anxiety, there was a ferocious anger.

The next moment, Su Chunsheng will rush to the direction of the tower regardless of everything, want to stop the old man who strides forward.

However, just a step forward, a gas engine has come and smashed Su Chunsheng into the ground.