Green and red went side by side, creating a bright rainbow light, crisscrossing and circling, directly attacking the only two acupuncture points in front of Martial Lord that had no sword marks.
The two swords break the two acupuncture points. After this sword blow, Martial Lord's second sea of qi unknown to the world will finally appear in the world.
The sword light followed him, there was no way to avoid it, no way to retreat, it was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Martial Lord ignored Azure Sword, fell from the sky, and blocked Crimson Sword with all his strength. The next moment, the ignored Azure Sword passed through the body, bringing out a gorgeous blood flower.
"Keng"
There was a harsh collision sound. The moment the sword and halberd collided, Crimson Sword flew away and the halberd trembled.
Prince Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body was swept quickly. Sand Sword quickly solidified in his hand and turned into the thinnest sword in the world.
The moment the halberd trembled and strayed away, Sand Sword passed by Tianhuang's body, and a sword penetrated two inches below Martial Lord's heart.
"Uh"
Sand Sword entered the body, Martial Lord groaned, took half a step back, mouth overflowing with red, Undying Body, finally broken.
"Drink" Martial Lord shouted deeply, endured the sharp pain in his heart, turned his left palm over, and fought back forcefully.
There was a loud bang, and the two of them collided head-on. Prince Yan was thrown more than ten feet away. After landing on the ground, a trace of blood quietly slipped from the corner of his mouth.
"Uh" On the other side, Martial Lord took two steps back. The aura around his body was violently chaotic, and his true energy spread out from the destroyed sea of qi.
Since the war, it has been defeated for the first time.
In front of the two armies, the three generals and Marquis Kaixuan were startled, and then their expressions suddenly changed as if they thought of something.
Martial Lord is going to lose!
Sand Sword dispersed into a stream of light and sank into the sword frame. Blood overflowed from Martial Lord's chest, which was extremely dazzling.
"Great Xia legend is well-deserved, come again!"
Martial Lord stepped on his foot and let out a hearty laugh. His arrogance did not diminish, his blood flow did not stop, he raised his halberd to draw thunder from the sky, and his divine power shook the world.
Prince Yan was fully focused on it and was not at all careless about breaking Martial Lord's Qi Sea.
He never thought that Martial Lord would be defeated so easily. There are five Three Calamities Realms in the world. Except for the legend Eternal Night Divine Cult who never appeared, among the remaining four, Martial Lord is the well-deserved number one.
Being able to sit on the top position in the world cannot only rely on Undying Body.
There is also Human Buddha, but unfortunately, he is the weakest one.
Azure Sword trembled and flew back to the hands of Prince Yan. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. At this moment, even the earth began to freeze, and the white world spread, consuming the world of ice crystals.
The heaven and earth condensed, everything seemed dead, and in the silent world, all sounds disappeared except for the sounds of swords and people.
The next moment, thunder fell from the sky, breaking the silent scene. The thunder sea surged like a thousand birds neighing, rapidly disintegrating the ice and snow world.
The chopped down halberd was blocked by Azure Sword. Under their feet, the ground sank three feet and collapsed again.
Martial Lord made a violent move, shocking the world, Azure Sword trembled violently, and there seemed to be a whimpering sound.
Prince Yan Hearing the breath of the sword, his face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he retreated ten feet away.
"This battle is over"
With a wave of his hand, Azure Sword returned to the stand, and the sword stand disappeared, falling in front of A'man.
"A'man, let's go!" Prince Yan's figure flashed and came to the front, saying calmly.
A'man stared with big eyes, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what was going on.
In the battlefield, Martial Lord frowned, but did not stop him.
A'man stupidly followed with his sword stand on his back. Marquis Kaixuan and Martial Lord also had to order their troops to retreat and return to the camp.
"Senior, did you win?" A'man asked curiously.
"No" Prince Yan shook his head.
"Ah, I lost the fight." A'man was a little disappointed.
"I didn't lose either," Prince Yan said, shaking his head again.
"So it's a tie?" A'man said with certainty this time.
Prince Yan smiled and said, "No, it's because I haven't finished the fight yet."
"Ah, oh" A'man was surprised at first, and then responded clearly, "If you don't want to fight, don't fight. It's right not to fight."
The two of them stayed briefly at the Blackwater Army camp and left on the same day. After Marquis Kaixuan asked the reason, they did not stay any longer and watched the two of them leave.
Although this battle was not completed, at least the location of the second Dantian Qihai was determined, leaving hope for defeating Martial Lord in the future.
"Senior, where are we going?" A'man took a few steps, was pulled down, and then jogged a few steps to keep up.
"Confucianism" Prince Yan walked in front and said.
"Why are you going to Confucianism?" A'man knew nothing about Confucianism, but still asked curiously.
"Sword replenishment" Prince Yan said calmly.
Martial Lord is indeed very strong, and he still has some cards left unused. He doesn't know if he can beat him, but he knows very well that if the fight continues, Azure Sword will definitely be defeated.
Azure-Crimson Twin Swords is a pair of swords. If one is broken, the other will soon lose its spirituality.
The battle situation is changeable, and every sword is important. It is almost impossible to defeat Martial Lord without deliberately using Azure Sword.
Fortunately, he completed what Ning Chen asked him to do.
One day later, Ning Chen walked out of the underworld and headed towards the northern battlefield.
At Blood-clothed Marquis camp, Ning Chen appeared, surprising Blood-clothed Marquis who was watching the spy's report in the tent.
The figure in front of him was so familiar, except for the face that looked slightly pale after not seeing the sun for a long time, everything else remained unchanged from the past.
"Marquis, long time no see," Ning Chen said with a chuckle.
"You are indeed alive," Blood-clothed Marquis sighed after regaining consciousness.
Hearing others say it and seeing it with his own eyes are two different things. Now that he saw Ning Chen himself, he finally believed this fact.
After the two briefly exchanged greetings, they brought the topic to the war between Beimeng and Great Xia.
Ning Chen listened to Blood-clothed Marquis's expression, his expression became more and more solemn, the situation was far more troublesome than he imagined.
I thought that when the wheat grains in the north were ripe, the design was to force the Northern Mongolian army to the southeast of Great Xia. In the future, I could take advantage of the terrain to slow down the pace of the Northern Mongolian army going south. Unexpectedly, Fan Lingyue saw through it and defeated the Great Xia army.
Now Beimeng has broken out of the siege and is unstoppable, leaving Great Xia in a state of embarrassment.
Ning Chen took two steps forward, looked at the marching map, and was silent for a long time.
It is now mid-July, which is supposed to be the rainiest time of the year, but Great Xia there is not much rainfall in the north this year, which also provides many convenient conditions for northern Mongolia to invade from the south.
Even God is not on Great Xia's side. It is really not that easy for Great Xia to reverse the decline.
"How far are we from Beimeng?" Ning Chen asked
"It's a day and a half journey, but the strength of my men alone cannot stop the Northern Mongolian army," Blood-clothed Marquis replied.
No matter how strong Imperial Guards's combat power is, it is impossible to resist the Northern Mongolian cavalry on the plains. Their mobility capabilities are too different.
"Speed up the march, reinforcements should be arriving soon," Ning Chen said slowly.
On the western battlefield, no matter what the outcome of the battle between the seniors and Martial Lord, Martial Lord will be seriously injured. Without Martial Lord's army of the god, the threat will be greatly reduced. With Marquis Kaixuan and Blackwater Army stationed, it is enough to deter them. The reinforcements previously sent to the west can be diverted to the north to support the more urgent northern battlefield.
The battle report from the west should have reached Xia Mingri. Now we just wait for the reinforcements from the west to arrive soon.
"What's going on?" Blood-clothed Marquis said with a solemn expression.
Ning Chen briefly told Prince Yan about his journey to the west. The senior said that he needed to do some things first and it would take about a month to get there.
Counting the time, it's almost time now.
"You can be sure"
Blood-clothed Marquis asked seriously. He was not familiar with Prince Yan. He had only heard some past stories, but Martial Lord was the real number one in the world. It was hard to believe that Prince Yan could have the strength to fight against Martial Lord.
"Yes, don't worry" Ning Chen nodded.
"Okay, I'll make a bet with you," Blood-clothed Marquis said immediately.
There is no other way now. If we follow the plan step by step, Great Xia will only lose step by step. It is better to gamble once.
If it is true as Ning Chen said, reinforcements will arrive soon. If he suddenly follows up, it should bring an unexpected surprise to the Northern Mongolian army.
No matter how powerful that Military Advisor is, there is no way he can predict everything before the enemy.
The two discussed the details carefully. Blood-clothed Marquis is a general who has experienced hundreds of battles, and his grasp of details is not comparable to that of Ning Chen.
Most of the time, Ning Chen is listening to what Blood-clothed Marquis is saying. Only when he is sure it is inappropriate will he add a sentence and briefly express his thoughts.
Whenever this happens, Blood-clothed Marquis will think for a long time and carefully consider the former's suggestions.
Most of Ning Chen's ideas are very special and out of the ordinary, which makes Blood-clothed Marquis feel indescribable and awkward. But if you think about it carefully, it's not unreasonable.
The tactical ideas of the two worlds have similarities while reserving differences. Through Ning Chen and Blood-clothed Marquis, they are constantly colliding on this night.
Tactics are never perfect, so the two discussed it for most of the night, constantly vetoing and being vetoed.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ning Chen glanced at the sky outside the tent and said, "Duke Jingwu, please ask Marquis to send a letter, and I will leave first."
"You won't stay?" Blood-clothed Marquis asked.
"Marquis, don't you know that I can't see the light?" Ning Chen pointed at the eastern sky and said with a smile.
Blood-clothed Marquis was startled, and then sighed deeply, how could he not know that on that day, the whole world could see clearly, and when he saw him coming, he thought that the matter had been resolved.
"Marquis There is no need to be sad. It is a blessing for Ning Chen to be alive. We can't expect too much." After saying that, Ning Chen cupped his fists and saluted and said, "Okay, I won't say much more about farewell. See you later."
Ning Chen left, and Blood-clothed Marquis walked out of the tent, watching the former's disappearing figure in silence.
Great Xia owes him a debt that can no longer be repaid.
For this Great Xia, Marquis of Knowing Fate gave up his life, emotions, reputation and everything. Except for them, a very small number of people who know the truth, Great Xia people regard Marquis of Knowing Fate as an executioner and a symbol of sin.
The people are ignorant, but they cannot give up because of this. As Martial Marquis, they want to protect this country and millions of people, without any excuse.
The glory of Martial Marquis was earned with the blood of generations of ancestors over the past millennium. He, Marquis Kaixuan, Marquis of Knowing Fate and the other seven contemporary Martial Marquis are walking on this road until death.
(PS: It was thundering and raining outside, and there was a power outage. I took a taxi for a long time to find an Internet cafe with electricity. I quickly coded a chapter. I am not used to using the keyboard in the Internet cafe, so the update is a bit late. Sorry!) >