Chapter 1672: The flying Swallow swordswoman (12 000) _7
Chapter 1672: The flying Swallow swordswoman (12 000) _7
Li Miaozhen glanced at the crowd and smiled.
“I won’t let my brothers leave in loneliness.”
Thump thump thump!
The Xuanwu heavy cavalry began their charge.
Wang Chu raised his halberd and shouted, ”
Updated by ℕovG○.co“Release the arrows!”
Arrows rained down on the flying Swallow Army.
Li Miaozhen jumped up and used the tianzong heart technique to change the Arrow’s trajectory to protect the remaining 200 Flying Swallow soldiers.
Zhao bailing urged her horse and shouted, ”
“Kill this son of a b * tch.”
Two hundred cavalrymen galloped away, never to return.
Li Miaozhen didn’t look at the end of the flying Swallow Army. She stepped on a battle sword and rushed into the sky, opening her palm towards Wang Zha, who was holding a halberd.
In a split second, Wang Chu’s armor, clothes, and shoes all betrayed him and sided with the enemy. They either tried to entangle him or strangle him to death in order to please their new master.
Only Wang Chu’s halberd, which was filled with Qi, supported its master as always.
Updated by NovG○.co“With your current combat strength, I can kill you by myself!”
Wang Jie’s Qi trembled and tore his armor and clothes apart.
In the fight just now, he was happy to find that li Miaozhen’s injury had not recovered. Last time when li Miaozhen chased him, she could even control the weapon in his hand.
After breaking free from the restraints, Wang Chu ran wildly in the air. Every step he took had Qi exploding, allowing him to walk as if he was on flat ground.
He punched out.
Li Miaozhen stepped on a battle sword and controlled the flying sword in front of her. The flying sword and the person flew out.
She followed the momentum and smashed into the Xuanwu heavy cavalry. The flying sword was like a waterfall, shuttling back and forth among the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, breaking armor and killing enemies.
The armor of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry was hard enough. Every time she killed a heavy cavalry, she would lose a bit of strength.
The magical power of a Taoist cultivator could not be compared with the physical strength of a martial artist.
Moreover, she was injured.
Fortunately, the swallow Army had lost more than half of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, which greatly reduced the pressure on her. Otherwise, she would have a tough time facing the 500 heavy cavalry with excellent magic weapons, even if she risked her life.
Ding! Ding!
The flying sword stabbed into the Xuanwu heavy cavalry leader’s armor and was immediately grasped firmly by the other party’s hands. This level five huajin martial arts practitioner relied on his body of copper skin and iron bones as well as the support of the heavy armor magical artifact to temporarily restrain the flying sword.
When the swallow Army was still around, she was no match for them. Now, she was all alone. How could she deal with the Xuanwu Army, which still had 300 cavalrymen, and the light cavalry with a rank four martial artist?
But she didn’t leave!
He wouldn’t let his brothers die in loneliness. Since he had promised, how could he go back on his word?
Everyone in the pugilistic world knew that the swordswoman of the swallow was. righteous person, the swordswoman of the swallow … His words carried enormous weight!
Li Miaozhen’s eyes flashed and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her fingertips were stained with the blood and she drew a twisted talisman between her eyebrows.
Her face quickly withered, but her primordial spirit returned to its peak in an instant!
“Quick!”
The flying sword, which had been trapped in the armor and could not move, suddenly exploded with a murderous aura.
A sword through the heart!
Blood spurted out of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry leader’s chest as he fell to the ground.
On the other side, while li Miaozhen was trying her best to kill the enemy, Wang Chu had already silently approached him. He couldn’t let go of this opportunity. At the same time, he saw li Miaozhen squeeze out her potential at all costs, and his power rose.
As expected, Wang Chu gave up on the halberd to avoid the weapon’s backlash.
Shua shua shua … Wang Zhuo stepped on the ground and turned into an afterimage. He successfully closed in and heavily punched li Miaozhen’s back.
His eyes flashed with the excitement of revenge. This punch might not be able to kill li Miaozhen, but he had successfully closed in and had the ability to make li Miaozhen die without a burial ground.
But just a second before the fist hit li Miaozhen’s back, li Miaozhen raised her head and screamed.
Wang Zhui’s head buzzed, his primordial spirit shook and he fell into a temporary daze.
Li Miaozhen was sent flying by the inertia of the punch. Her organs were ruptured and she vomited large mouthfuls of blood.
During this process, the flying sword moved unhindered, and its momentum was like a rainbow, reaping the lives of one Xuanwu heavy cavalry after another.
Blood for blood, an eye for an eye!
There were only 80 Xuanwu heavy cavalry left.
Li Miaozhen’s primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Wang Chuo’s primordial spirit quickly stabilized. With a fourth-grade physique, he wasn’t afraid of li Miaozhen taking the opportunity to attack with her flying sword, but when he glanced at the heavy losses of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, Wang Chuo was shocked and angry.
Nearly 90% of the 500 Xuanwu heavy cavalry had been killed. Even if he took li Miaozhen’s head, the general would most likely give him a hard time.
“Li Miaozhen, since you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish!”
Wang Chu’s face was ferocious.
Li Miaozhen stepped on a flying knife and floated in the air. Her eyes suddenly turned transparent as she looked down at him coldly.
“I still have one more sword!”
Her hair was blown up, and each strand of hair was clearly visible, spreading out in all directions.
Her primordial spirit was burning, consuming her life force every second as she rushed to her death.
The flying sword came by itself and stopped in front of her.
Li Miaozhen spat a mouthful of blood on the sword, dyeing the magic weapon passed down to her by her sect with a sad red light.
“Go!”
She said softly.
The flying sword whizzed past, but li Miaozhen closed her eyes and didn’t look at the result.
Because it didn’t matter.
It was a pity that this was all she could do. She couldn’t kill all the enemies.
In the end, she didn’t open her eyes, but turned her face to the North.
The children of the pugilistic world died in the pugilistic world, so he said goodbye without being pretentious.
Wang Chu’s eyes were wide open. A martial artist’s premonition of danger was frantically warning him to run for his life.
This was the last strike of the Holy Virgin’s life, the last of her glory.
Wang Zhuo retreated again and again, and the flying sword followed him.
When he had retreated a thousand feet, the flying sword had caught up with him.
The king pestle manically mobilized his Qi. Under his bronze skin, his muscles bulged. He put his palms together and caught the flying sword.