The enemy infantry at the far end were also approaching, following the cavalry in front and charging in formation. After the rain of arrows ended, in just a few breaths, the enemy heavy cavalry had crossed hundreds of meters like a rolling stone and knocked down the infantry shield wall. The Zhao infantry barely managed to stop one round of attacks, but the enemy cavalry had some generals hidden among them and launched another round of surprise attacks. Xi Heng, who was waiting in front of the battle, saw that the friendly generals in the infantry formation were unable to resist, so he exchanged glances with the old general and immediately went to support them. He stepped forward and leaped into the air, while easily taking a sword from the inventory. The armor rustled, Xi Heng turned into a red shadow, and rushed into the place where the two armies were fighting. It looked quite chaotic from the outside, and even more of a mess inside. The shouts and cries of killing were endless, and the neighing of people and horses collided with each other, forming an unbearable noise. There were sharp blades, hammers and halberds everywhere, rotating like a meat grinder, as if to grind everything on the battlefield into worthless pieces of flesh and blood. As soon as he rushed into the battlefield, a cold light pierced into his eyes and a sharp blade suddenly swung towards him. Xi Heng twisted his body to dodge, turned around and raised his sword, and the red line was immediately imprinted on the enemy's body.
In an instant, the attacker and his horse were cut into two pieces. The horse could still scream in pain when it was cut in half, but the soldiers above were turned into two pieces of flesh and blood and died. Normally, if Xi Heng killed someone in this scene, it would terrify the onlookers. But at this moment in the center of the battlefield, such a scene is no longer surprising. Where the two armies clashed in close combat, blood and flesh were splattered everywhere, and heads and bodies were separated. The sound of fighting, accompanied by the clanging of swords, created a continuous chapter amid the endless noise. Listening to these familiar sounds, Xi Heng's movements became more natural and relaxed. There was a longbow shooting an arrow not far away. She just turned the sword lightly, and the arrow was cut in half by the blade from the tip. The red line thrown out by the sword tip also cut off the head of the surprise archer. Then, the girl's gaze fell on the enemy general who was wreaking havoc in the distance. Before the opponent could kill more, she took out both swords and slashed horizontally. He killed four or five people who blocked his way, and the long sword suddenly turned into a dagger, pointing at the enemy's thick neck. Clang—— Sparks flew. The dark enemy on horseback swung his sword to deflect the stabbing sword, and his fierce eyes from under his helmet pierced forward, making a powerful gesture that could scare a child to tears. Xi Heng smiled contemptuously, his eyes turned bloodshot, and the murderous intent as strong as that of an evil ghost Shura almost turned into a physical entity, making the surrounding soldiers' spines cold and the backs of their heads numb, as if a thick piece of ice was stuck to their bodies, and their movements also stopped. Taking advantage of the moment when the enemy general was stunned, she swung her sword again to cut his neck. The spurting blood splashed on the horse's mane and the ground, and the warm blood also dotted her fingers. The next moment, another group of madly heavily armored cavalry rushed towards her. The girl turned around and cut open the horse's belly. The scattered internal organs fell to the ground, and the intestines were dragged far away by the body, causing the horse to fall over.
As soon as the heavily armored cavalryman fell to the ground, the red shadow arrived like the god of death, with the bloody sword pointing down to his heart. The tip of the sword felt slightly throbbing, and when it was pulled out, blood gushed out, staining the heavy armor red, and all his strength and life disappeared. Xi Heng had just let out a breath when the heavy sound of horse hooves and angry roars reached his ears again. Without a moment's rest, the halberd came crashing down on her shoulder. The blade of the sword was raised to deflect the halberd, and she jumped up with a calm expression, and the two swords stabbed into the enemy's chest again as her figure flashed. Xi Heng knocked the enemy off his horse and pressed his two swords into the ground, covered in blood. As he drew his sword, he swung it at the same time, and the red line of sword energy cut through the sky, then cut three or four cavalrymen around him in half. The sticky blood splashed in arcs and landed on the brows of several dying soldiers. The battle had just begun, and the ground was already covered with scattered corpses of people and horses. The general that Jiang Xiheng had brought was dead, so she turned to look for other targets. However, there were many chaotic figures around her that constantly blocked her vision, disappearing and appearing from time to time. Looking at this immense chaos, Xi Heng pressed his temple. "A lot of people." The girl whispered. On the side, another cavalryman came swinging a long-handled hammer. She didn't even look before the blood-nail sword energy pierced through the other person's forehead. "If it's that chaotic, it'll be hard to tell who to kill..." The enemy cavalry passed by her again, and the figure above drew the longbow and suddenly shot an arrow at a very close distance. Xi Heng raised his sword to block, turned around and caught up with the horse, jumped up and stabbed the enemy's heart with his sword through his chest. The sword was drawn out, splashing blood, and at the same time, the sword energy swept across the crowd. The red line flew across a hundred meters, cutting through everything it passed like a laser. Among the hundreds of enemy soldiers who were struck by the sword, only a handful of them were able to use their strength to block the sword energy. When they saw their companions dying around them, they all roared and ran towards us. Among them, there was a strong man who jumped high on the horse's back, not caring at all that the horse's spine was broken. He raised his sword with both hands and smashed it from top to bottom with the force of splitting a mountain. Xi Heng did not dodge or evade. He dropped his right sword and reached out to catch the big knife in front of him. The protective energy was wrapped around his arm, and the sword collided with his five fingers but did not tear the flesh apart. There was only a bang sound as if it hit a wall of air. The girl chuckled. She now knew what the Black Ling Sword Master was thinking when he used pure energy to block her sword in his previous life as an emperor.
It's disdain. "For a warrior who has just entered the realm of dark energy, even if he uses all his strength, it is difficult to cause even a scratch on the transformed energy." Xi Heng easily grabbed the sharp blade and shattered it with a squeeze of his five fingers. click - The sword broke in the middle, but the opponent still had the courage to attack again with the broken sword. Xi Heng raised his toes, and the sword blade that had just landed on the ground was kicked away again and pierced into the opponent's rough neck. The slender white fingers grasped the hilt of the sword again, and when it was pulled out, another stream of blood gushed out. She moved to kick the dying enemy away, then turned and instinctively killed several other weaker attackers. But even with such a fierce killing force, the number of people killed by Xi Heng was still pitifully small compared to the entire army of Yan Mengguo. When the enemy in front of you dies, a new enemy will quickly fill his place by stepping on his corpse. It was as if she was slashing a waterfall, cutting open a path with the wind from her sword, and then quickly filling it up in the next second. The enemy did not decrease in number, but became more crowded as more infantry poured in. It's like the more you kill, the more enemies you'll see... She had just cleared the surroundings with a horizontal slash, but a moment later, many figures blocked her view of searching for the enemy general. "It's a little annoying." Xi Heng’s current mission is to resist and kill the sudden attacking general. Although she is a Hua Jin warrior and has a lot of autonomy, it doesn't matter if she delays following orders. However, there were too many overlapping enemy figures. Those blurry, rough, hideous faces, roaring like wild beasts, appeared before my eyes. The next moment, a red line appeared obliquely from the surface of the head. Lines turn into wounds, and then into cross sections. The head split in two like a watermelon, and the flesh fell out. Xi Heng watched the other person being injured and dying indifferently, narrowing his eyes slightly. In her unconscious movements, she had killed five people in a row. It was as if killing had become a habit. The enemy was killed without him even thinking about it. Another enemy attacked from the side, swinging his swords and sending heads flying. "Can you please not get so close to me?" Xi Heng's red eyes swept across the crowd around him that had been driven crazy by the war: "I'll accidentally... kill him." Her voice was a little low.
I don't know if people didn't understand her, or if there was too much noise on the battlefield; the clanging of swords and the roars and cries of pain drowned out her words. Anyway, I didn't listen to her. Countless heads fell to the ground one by one like apples falling from a tree due to gravity. The next moment, the horse's hoof stepped on a head, and the long-handled broadsword was swung around by the heavily armored general on horseback and swung towards her. Xi Heng stepped back, and the enemy's sword failed to hit the corner of her clothes, but instead knocked several ordinary infantrymen around her away. "I am Lu Wengnu, a man from Langshan in Mongolia! Come and fight with me!" The man pulled the reins, and the armored horse raised its front paws and neighed. The broadsword spun in his hand, making a whistling sound. The blade was thick and wide, and the handle was dark. It looked like it must be at least a hundred pounds in weight. An ordinary person would be injured if they touched it, or die if they touched it. On the battlefield, such a heavy cavalryman holding a long-handled broadsword would disrupt the military forces wherever he went. But in Xiheng's eyes, it's just that. She ignored the man's voice and calmly swung her sword at him as she felt provoked. The enemy general swung his sword to cut off the sword energy, and the strong wind made her squint slightly. "The blood and qi seem to be thicker than that of ordinary people. Is he born with supernatural powers?" Although it is not Hua Jin, it seems that this person has surpassed the ordinary An Jin with strength alone. Xi Heng estimated that if he wanted to kill this man quickly, he might need to use the Sword of Sound and consume his energy. On the battlefield, you should try to conserve your strength so that you can fight longer. After looking at the opponent's mighty posture and thinking casually for a while, Xi Heng made the left sword disappear like magic, and then pulled out the flying sword from behind. A spirit stone suddenly appeared and slashed across the rough sword blade. Suddenly, the flying sword caught fire and made a whooshing sound as if it had been doused with a bucket of kerosene. The burly man in front of him faced it seriously, holding his sword in both hands to face the strange flying fire sword. Xi Heng turned his sword finger, and the flying sword that was circling in the sky accelerated rapidly, turning into a meteor and stabbing towards the enemy general. The man roared in anger, the sound was deafening, and his sword spun around for a while, then smashed straight down at the flying sword. Then, the flying sword suddenly turned at a strange angle without any warning, bypassing the big knife and stabbing towards the chest. Metal and iron collided, clanging and sparks exploded. The man used his strength to block the flying sword's momentum. The flying sword was not sharp at all, so it actually stopped for a moment. Xi Heng used his sword to kill another general who took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and pushed the shuriken forward again. The flying sword charged again with great force, knocking the fully-armored general to the ground. The heavy armor fell to the ground and he stood up quickly, spinning his flying sword around and stabbing again. Although the opponent was of large build, his long-handled broadsword rotated without any sluggishness. He aimed the blade at the flying sword and deflected it several meters away. He then moved forward and swung the sword again, sending it further away.
He saw that the fire sword was only driven by Xi Heng, and it kept trying to get closer. Xi Heng's real body also stepped forward, and at the same time turned his sword finger to order the flying sword to attack again. The long-handled broadsword came down, but the girl dodged it easily. Xi Heng used Qinggong to speed up and approach, slightly gathering strength with his right arm, and stabbed straight at the gap in the opponent's armpit armor without any concealment. The sword blade penetrated unhindered, and the enemy threw his arm forward, only to be repelled again by the flying sword. Xi Heng controlled the flying sword and attacked together with his main body. As sword marks were left on the weak points of the enemy's armor, she became more and more proficient in controlling the flying sword.
