Nangong Shu had full confidence, he is riding horses, swinging his knife, towards Zheng Leng, and he cut him.
As the top general of Xigui in this current stage, Nangong Shi's blade skills are proficient, with a snowy glint of his sword encircling the enemies.
Zheng Lun's martial arts skills are also outstanding, the magical staff dances skillfully in all directions, but because of the heavy defeat, he really has no heart to fight.
The two of them exchanged blows, with each other for twenty-odd moves.
Zheng Lun's magical staff presses down on Nangong Shi's broadsword, the two are very close together. Before Nangong Shi can withdraw his sword, he sees him twist his face like blowing his nose and snort heavily in his nose!
Two white light beams sprayed out from Zheng Lun's nose, straight for Nangong Shi's face.
"Ah!" The blessing general of Xigui, caught off guard, felt dizzy and fell off the horse directly.
Zheng Lun only had one special technique, and he couldn't use it continuously because of the blocked meridian. Seeing the surrounding enemy soldiers charging up like mad, he didn't care to take Nangong Shi's head. He slapped the head of Fire-eyed Golden-eyed Beast and ran towards the southeast direction.
Su Hui rode a horse at full speed, encountering two groups of pursuers along the way. He managed to drive them back with all his might, but in his hurry, he didn't choose a path wisely. Instead of finding the river bridge, he stumbled upon a beach covered in rocks.
The heavens are trying to kill me! His heart was filled with sorrow and misery.
A somewhat hoarse, strange yell echoed not far away: "Su Hu! Haste, dismount and be bound! Tuxingsun is coming!"
Tuxingsun's speed was extremely fast. The sound was still in the air, and he had already rushed up to Su Protect's side. With a short stature, he held a cold-blue iron staff and faced Su Protect with a fierce countenance. Jumping up, he executed a move called "Sweeping the Thousand Troops" to smash Su Protect's warhorse.
Su Hui, instinctively drew his sword to block, but his strength was not enough to match that of Tuxingsun. His longsword was knocked away and his warhorse's head was hit by the cold-blue iron staff. The brain splattered and the horse neighed in pain, throwing Su Hui off the saddle.
The Ji Zhou Marquis of Yin Dynasty, Su Hua, rolled off his horse. Tuxingsun held the iron staff upside down, ready to capture him alive and take him back to claim his merit.
"Do you recognize Su Quanzhong, you little fellow?" Su Quanzhong, the eldest son of Su Hua, who was wearing a big red robe and golden chain armor, drew an arrow and shot at Tuxingsun's back.
After more than a dozen rounds of combat, having gone through a fierce battle, Su Quanzhong's strength was depleted, and he was also knocked down by a single stroke. Tuxingsun looked down on such minor figures; his target was still Su Hua.
Turning back, he saw Su Hua stumbling backwards into the pile of rocks.
80, 90 blocks of scattered rocks, here and there, not knowing who casually piled them up on the beach edge. Tuxingsun glanced at them carelessly, then took a step to chase after Su Hua.
Just as he entered the range of the scattered rocks, he saw a huge stone behind him move two chi in mid-air. This movement caused the scattered rocks by the beach to shift as well, entering into the Kan palace and walking into the Li away position. For a moment, sand and stones were flying, and fog enveloped everything, and Su Hua, who had been just a stone's throw away, suddenly disappeared.
A cold killing aura emerged from the center of the scattered rocks. In a daze, he saw a tree and noticed that it was written with the words "Tuxingsun died under this tree."
"This is... the Eight Trigrams Array? Child's play!" Tuxingsun glanced at it for a few moments, recognizing the formation. He sneered coldly, using a few broken stones as obstacles, and thought that those who set up the array undersecretly looked down on him, a disciple of the school of explanations.
Deng ChanYu outside the array maintained a composed expression, drew out the Qiankun bow and the Zhitian arrow, nocked an arrow, and aimed it at Tuxingsun's back. Just as the bow shimmered with lines of blue light and the arrow was about to be released, Tuxingsun, having helped Xigui during this time, had picked up a bit of Xigui's auspiciousness. He sensed it without thinking and ducked down, disappearing into the ground.
Tuxingsun was terrified, his face sweating profusely. He didn't even care about grabbing Su Protect anymore. He just picked a direction and was preparing to use his earth-walking technique to leave the range of the eight-trigrams array. As long as he ran as far away as possible, it would be better.
Just as he walked less than a hundred meters, he felt that the earth around him had become extremely heavy. The ease of moving like a fish in water was completely gone, and it seemed as if he was carrying a thousand jin of burden, struggling to walk through the earth.
"Who is the one doing evil in the shadows? Deng ChanYu! It's you?" He realized something was amiss and immediately came out of the ground. In front of him, there were all-over faint green light halos. Following the direction of the light halos, he saw that Deng ChanYu was holding a green-jade two-instances lamp and standing in the central position of the eight-trigrams array, using the light halo of the two-instances lamp to change the weight of the nearby soil.
Hmm? Deng ChanYu was also slightly surprised. How could this little guy actually recognize her?
"Old man, I'll fight you to the death!" Tuxingsun roared, his face full of fury.
A cold glint of cold-blue iron staff was cut out, and heavy gusts of wind blew directly in his face.
Deng ChanYu felt extremely disgusted by this person! Thinking of the Deng ChanYu from the original time being forcefully occupied by such a dwarf ghost, an overwhelming anger burst out from her heart.
The Chi Yang Shen Huo, which had only just begun to grasp the doorway of the school of explanations, turned completely free of the last trace of green in its Jing Yang Shen Huo under the aid of anger. It became the true Chi Yang Shen Huo.
Without performing any incantation gestures, she took a deep breath and spat out a conical flame towards Tuxingsun's direction.
The red flame mostly hit Tuxingsun's face, and one of his eyes was instantly burned. The flesh on his nose and lips turned to ashes, and his gums were completely exposed.
Deng ChanYu coldly hiccuped, pointing her long spear towards the sky, and the dispersed flames followed suit, forming a dragon-like shape.
Tuxingsun, who lost an eye, released all his fury from his heart, swinging his rod to hammer straight ahead.
Fairly speaking, his martial arts skills were quite good, with a considerable degree of method and order in his offensive and defensive movements.
Despite having only one eye, his moves were still rapid and accurate. The sound of the collision between the cold-blue iron staff and the long spear echoed throughout the entire battlefield.
They exchanged blows at a fast pace for more than ten moves.
Deng ChanYu found fighting this dwarf a bit uncomfortable.
She used the upper road's moves, and with her fearsome fire, she pierced forward with her long spear. With the two-trigram light, Tuxingsun was suppressed. He then ducked down again, reappearing in a moment. He went in and out like this, and most of the fire on his body had disappeared.
Deng ChanYu immediately activated her killing moves as she saw the target was about to leave the range of the eight-trigrams array. She manipulated the Qiankun Lignts, reversing yin and yang, a howling cold wind swept over, turning all the scattered rocks that formed the eight-trigrams array into ice sculptures. The Tuxingsun in the center of the array was surrounded by frosty ice, his feet that touched the ground were completely frozen. Relying on his hundred-year cultivation of Xuanmen's divine power, he struggled to support himself, but imbalance between yin and yang caused ice frost to rapidly spread upward along his legs.
"That woman is really ruthless! Go!" Tuxingsun cursed loudly, then threw out a beam of gold.
Deng ChanYu had already anticipated that the dwarf had a tie-up spirit rope in his hand. As soon as she guessed it, she immediately turned into a stone using the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong, making the rope lose its target instantly and flopped to the ground.
Tuxingsun wanted to raise the tie-up spirit rope again, but it was too late.
Su Protect, who had regained some of his strength, roared loudly, and held his sword in both hands. The blade sliced through a brilliant silver arc, cutting off Tuxingsun's ugly head which shot up into the air several feet high, spurting out blood for several feet. The severed head turned twice in mid-air before landing on the ground. In his single eye, there was a full display of disbelief.
The body without the head lay on the ground by a tree, which happened to have the words "Tuxingsun died under this tree" carved on it.
