"The sword of death." The girl whispered, opening her bloodshot eyes. When it comes to predicting someone's fate, what is being predicted is usually her own fate. However, Xi Heng had used this life-threatening sword technique hundreds of times, and then achieved Kenshin, and honed it countless times in Kenshin's spiritual space. Now this move has been perfected. The surge of vital energy will no longer sever her meridians and take her life. After using it, you may only feel weak for a few days or a dozen days. She can totally accept this price. The girl opened her lips slightly and let out a soft cry. As soon as the faint sound like the sound of wind died away, she took a step forward with the sword in hand. In an instant, the sky changed. A ray of bright light shone through the narrow gap in the dark clouds and fell on Xi Heng who was flying towards the forward sword.
She turned into a blood shadow, with waves of energy surging in front of her. She alone had the momentum to overwhelm the two sword masters who had just used their special skills. Power surges, blood rushes, muscles pulsate, and internal organs resonate. A large amount of vital energy was pressing on the sharp blade. Whatever was pointed at by the sharp blade had been blocked by the sword intent. The enemy will definitely not be able to dodge this sword! "Yueyin, kill me--!" The sword blade thrust forward, breaking through the white barrier. The sword no longer stabbed out only a line of blood, but layers of white light like the petals of a blooming flower. Before her voice could be heard, her figure and sword had already landed in front of Yan Qingshi. At this moment, Zhao Wanli had already dodged, and her sword hit the enemy's heart directly. The first part pierced a one-inch wound into the dark heart that had blocked the combined attack of the two people's swords and knives. Amidst the sound of a bang breaking through the air, Yan Qingshi came back to his senses with a ferocious look on his face. However, no matter how ferocious he was, it was meaningless. "Prepare to die." Xi Heng said softly. The vitality covering the sword exploded with enormous power, and the Life-Slaying Sword, which was several times stronger, continued to attack. The meridians connected to the black heart were severed by the incomparable force, and the surrounding flesh and blood were also wiped out. In the blink of an eye, a hideous bloody hole appeared on the man's chest. Through this blood hole, which is the size of an ordinary person's head, you can clearly see the scenery behind. The blood-foam flying sword and the complete black heart were thrown far away Yan Qingshi's eyes widened, and he immediately mobilized all his strength to wrap his body again.
"My heart!" He turned back suddenly. I saw the still beating dark heart, along with a pool of black and red blood, lying on the ground dozens of meters away. Yan Qingshi did not try to deal with the several powerful enemies around him. Instead, he took advantage of the last bit of energy and strength he had left and stumbled backwards, trying to pick up his black heart. But the power of the dragon is stored in this heart. His heart was severed and thrown away, and at most he was just a severely injured Hua Jin warrior. But without a heart, Hua Jin was unable to fight against the other four Hua Jin. Although Xi Heng's sword power gradually faded after he swung it to kill him, his whole body fell into a state of weakness. The other three are also enough to defeat the enemy. Seeing the friendly forces nearby going forward to pursue the victory, Xi Heng relaxed and let the sword force dissipate. A feeling of weakness covered the meridians and muscles all over his body. She had never felt the sword so heavy before, and she couldn't help but drop it to the ground. After a few clinking sounds of things landing on the ground, all the muscles in his body relaxed. He tried to move, but he could barely walk steadily. "Fortunately... I didn't faint immediately." Xi Heng nodded slowly, raised his trembling right hand, opened it, and clenched it. After many fine-tunings by her, the side effects of the Sword of Life did not seem too terrifying. "It's just a period of weakness." This body now reminds Xi Heng of the time when he worked as a cashier at a pharmacy. At the beginning, I was probably as weak as I am today. She slowly turned around and looked at Yan Qingshi who was running to the side to grab the black dragon heart. Without the dragon power, he could only fight the enemy with his own moves. However, at this moment, he had no heart and was in great discomfort due to the drastic weakening of his body. He could not even hold a weapon in his hands. In just a few moves, he was subdued by the three Hua Jin masters who came to besiege him. The silver dragon spear pierced into his waist and abdomen, driving it into the ground like a nail. Yan Qingshi still has some energy left in his body, so even if he lost his heart he could still live for a while, and he was still struggling at this moment. Xi Heng also slowly walked over ten meters and approached the enemy. "You lose." Her voice was hoarse, but her words were unquestionable. Yan Qingshi showed a ferocious face: "I am the true dragon emperor. If you dare to stand in my way, you will be punished by heaven!" "It doesn't matter if I suffer a divine punishment from you." Xi Heng yawned. She killed so many people. If there really was divine punishment, it would have come long ago. It hasn’t arrived yet, maybe the so-called divine punishment is still on vacation. "I am a dragon, and I will become a dragon." The other party continued to stretch out his hand, trying his best to touch the dark heart beside him: "The flying dragon is in the sky, leading Yan Meng to sweep across the four directions, annexing several countries in all directions, and creating an unparalleled divine cause..." "You are not." Xi Heng moved and kicked away the extremely tough black heart.
"Yan Meng can't do this either, because it won't be long before your country is destroyed by me." Even though he was weak at the moment, he only pushed it away half a meter. But this made Yan Qingshi's eyes more desperate, and he roared in frustration: "I will wait for you in hell!" "Then you just wait patiently." The girl smiled. She had died so many times and had never seen hell. "Kill him." Xi Heng turned around and gave the order casually. I am currently exhausted and have no interest in interrogating him about the dragon's intentions. I guess even if I asked, Yan Qingshi wouldn't tell me. "Yes, Your Highness." Zhao Wanli obeyed the order and drew out his spear, pointing it at the enemy's head. Press down hard—— Amid the sound of blood and flesh breaking, Xi Heng just lowered his eyes and unconsciously reached out to hold a few strands of hair that had been scattered without knowing when. But he found that his long hair had turned completely silver-white. …… Chapter 124: Counterattack After the war, in the General's Mansion in Yan'an City. This mansion has just been cleaned up. The fur clothes, broken weapons and armor, and the bodies of the enemy soldiers were thrown outside, and the various items in the room were reorganized. At this moment, Xi Heng was being supported by a female general to come to the general's mansion, then entered the commander's residence and sat on the bed. "How is the war going now?" After a pause, her first sentence was still related to the battlefield. "After Yan Qingshi was beheaded by His Highness, General Zhao Wanli ran around shouting while holding the head. The enemy troops fled upon seeing him. Now they have all evacuated Yan'an and have lost their will and motivation to fight." Someone else said: "Jiedushi He has brought his elite troops to pursue us. This battle will surely consume a large amount of the enemy's combat power and gain an advantage." The woman in charge of taking care of her is a general under Zhao Wanli. She is very powerful and wears red-scale armor with a fluttering cloak on her back. Her facial features are neat and her expression is firm. She exudes the temperament of a general who has been on many battles. There is little tenderness of a girl in her movements and body, only heroism. Compared to Senior Sister Hong Miao's chivalrous spirit, this man's heroism has a bit more fortitude on the battlefield. He looks more like a bodyguard than a caregiver. Xi Heng was also familiar with this person. It was he who taught her the Bloodline Swordsmanship during a battle in Jinshi City in a previous life. But now, the other party doesn't know this. In this life, as a blood swordsman who had achieved the state of transformation, the impression of this female warrior should be that of a senior who was worthy of respect.
After all, the Bloodline Sword Sect is the same as the Redline Sword Academy, in that seniority is judged based on the level of martial arts, regardless of age. "We have won the battle after all." Xi Heng heard this and nodded slowly. "Your Highness has made great contributions." The female general agreed. It was her first time interacting with Her Royal Highness the Princess, and her tone and movements were clearly reserved. Xi Heng had long been accustomed to the fact that every time she loaded the game, other people's attitudes towards her would always change. "You soldiers have worked hard and made great contributions." The girl responded casually and then said: "Help me pass the order, ordering the service troops to collect the bodies in the city within three days. The enemy bodies should be transported to an open area outside the city and piled up, while the bodies of friendly troops and civilians in the city should be prepared for memorial service in the city square." "Yes." The other party agreed, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally opened his mouth and said: "Your Highness is weak now, please rest and take a rest. Now that the war has stabilized, Your Highness can rest assured." Seeing that she had a young face but a head full of white hair, the female general recalled the senior and junior sisters she had seen in the Bloodline Sword Sect who used the Life-Slaying Spell several times in order to quickly get promoted. I couldn't help but speak. "I'm fine, go ahead and get me something to eat." Xi Heng waved his hand. "Yes, sir." The female general stepped back respectfully, slowly opened the door and left. As the door creaked shut, she relaxed and leaned back. 扑、 My body sank into the soft bedding and when I looked up I saw the unfamiliar ceiling. Square plates painted with light blue and white floral patterns are firmly affixed to the ceiling of the room, appearing to be filled with intricate patterns. It's like looking into a kaleidoscope, charming eyes. It also seems to have a hypnotic effect, making people feel sleepy. His overly tired muscles tried their best to relax under her guidance, and his whole body lay on the soft bedding, feeling as weak as if he was about to melt. My mind also relaxed, I closed my eyes, and my consciousness seemed to fly away. Her breathing became even, and she didn't know whether she had entered a meditative state as she had imagined, or she had fallen asleep simply because her whole body had relaxed. Anyway, after a time that she couldn't tell whether it was ten minutes or an hour, she was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. His eyelashes moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes. "Your Highness, there are only some meat soup, meat and fried cakes in the army. I wonder if they will suit your taste." The female general pushed open the door and brought a food box. "As long as I can fill my stomach." It was war time, and Xi Heng didn't have much concern for food. You can't just follow your heart and say you want to eat popcorn, right? There was no corn at all in the Great Zhao - she felt a little resentful about this.
The lunch box was opened, and a hint of meaty aroma wafted out. A string of cooked meat was evenly placed on a plate on the side. The food was placed next to the bedside cabinet and the chopsticks were handed to him. Xi Heng took them and grabbed some, but he felt that his fingers could hardly hold them tightly and there was always a sense of looseness. If you try to use force, your soft fingers will tremble slightly. Xi Heng tilted his head. She now seemed to have suddenly turned back into the sickly girl in the mountain village she once was.