That sword move was the one she created. In fact, when she was calm and composed last night and slashed off hundreds of heads with that horizontal slash, she had already created a new sword technique. But at that time, Xi Heng didn't notice this. At this moment, her calm state reappeared, and after making another move, she had some understanding. "A calm mind is a state that occurs spontaneously after a warrior has trained his martial spirit and mind and has broken through a major bottleneck... It allows a person to remain clear and calm during a battle, exerting his full strength that he cannot normally exert, and his mind and nerves are extremely focused, to the point that he will feel that everything around him is slow." "In this state, there will be no confusion or fear. All I can think about is killing the enemy." "In this state, you can put your whole heart and soul into the sword, and the moves you use will be the best moves." "A swordsman's swordsmanship should not be slowly described and created in daily experimental planning, but should be created in the life-and-death struggle between swords, allowing the body and all consciousness to spontaneously stimulate and create an unparalleled sword that belongs to oneself." Xi Heng exhaled slowly, looked at the blood-stained sword and hand, and his mind relaxed a little. "Sure enough, it is more effective to kill this kind of expert."
Killing more miscellaneous soldiers is helpful, but if you want to improve quickly, it is better to fight directly with experts. Now Xi Heng wants to find a Hua Jin warrior, save the record, and fight with him over and over again. Thinking about this silently, the girl raised her head and looked up. The sounds of fighting from the outside world continued to be heard, with swords clashing, quarrels and roars, and the officers giving orders and the soldiers conveying them. Arrows rained down, stones were thrown down, and the sound of war drums outside the city resounded, shaking people's hearts and chests. Xi Heng had come out of his calm state, but his mind was again infected by the atmosphere of the war around him. His eyes, which had turned red due to the surging blood in his body, once again showed a hint of murderous intent. "It's time to continue." She jumped lightly and jumped out of the pit. Returning to the top of the city wall, Xi Heng looked around and could no longer see the Tianliang rebels. "Escaped..." It doesn't matter if you run away. There are people who can be killed everywhere on this battlefield. Xi Heng walked slowly towards the noisy place with a blood-stained sword. She went around a city wall and killed a dozen Tianliang soldiers who kept shooting arrows at her. Then she went out and saw soldiers from Da Zhao climbing up the ladders, stepping onto the city walls with swords and shields and engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the Tianliang defenders. This front line has been breached, and the same should be true for other places. There was a clashing of swords, and the first Zhao soldier to climb onto the city wall killed two people. His bloodshot eyes looked towards Xi Heng. But seeing that her clothes did not look like those of a rebel, her sword was stained with blood, and many rebel soldiers had fallen around her, he immediately stopped, was stunned for a moment, and then heard a cry for help, so he turned around and rushed back. A feather arrow shot from a distance and hit the soldier directly between his eyebrows, piercing his skull and causing him to fall to the ground. Xi Heng was used to seeing people die, so he just looked in the direction where the arrow came from. On another towering city wall, a woman drew her bow and arrow, staring at her with sharp eyes.
As soon as his fingertips loosened, the long arrow flew out. Xi Heng turned sideways and raised his sword, and the blade accurately hit the tip of the incoming arrow, first cutting the arrowhead, then splitting the arrow shaft and tail feathers, cutting the arrow into two halves with strange arcs. When he raised his eyes and looked at the female archer again, the other party knew that she had provoked a powerful warrior, and quickly turned around and fled. Xi Heng would not let go of the guy who tried to kill him, and immediately chased after him using his Qinggong skills. On the way to the tower, many Tianliang rebels blocked the road, holding weapons and shouting at her. The surroundings were too noisy and chaotic, and Xi Heng couldn't hear clearly. But this is not a big problem. Those who block the way are enemies, and it is always a good idea to kill them one by one. On the way, someone even grabbed a can of kerosene and threw it at her, but Xi Heng caught it intact and threw it back, and the can hit the man in the hand, turning his flesh into a ball of wailing flames. The faster she ran and chased, the closer she got to the focus and center of the entire battlefield. Many officers and soldiers of the Great Zhao had already climbed up the city wall and were shouting and fighting with swords among the crowd. People were crowded together, armor plates were swinging like bells, swords were clashing against each other, and there were sharp clanging sounds everywhere. Someone knocked over a large can of kerosene, and a raging fire broke out on a large area of the city wall. The flames used the corpses as fuel and burned more fiercely and hotter, burning the people's blood dry with a hissing sound. The flames blocked the soldiers' attack, but they also burned the Tianliang rebels badly. The burning kerosene splashed or poured on the rebels wearing paper armor, and no matter how they beat them, the effect was minimal. Some people were burned by the fire and had to take off all their clothes. They rolled on the ground wailing, but their bodies were covered with flames and they rolled around and were burned to death. Xi Heng rushed across the sea of fire and into the position of the Tianliang bandit army. The sword energy swept across and heads rolled to the ground one after another. When the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhao who were blocked by the sea of fire in the rear saw her figure, many of the Ming Jin warriors among them also learned to use Qinggong to cross the violent and raging flames and launched another surprise attack to occupy another place. Compared with the Tianliang rebels who could only retreat and shrink their front lines, the officers and soldiers were in high spirits and seemed like heavenly soldiers and generals, unstoppable. With only twenty or thirty of them, they dared to charge towards hundreds of rebel soldiers, and most of them were able to directly break down the enemy's formation. The strength of the two armies is completely incomparable and the situation has become one-sided. Xi Heng flew over the series of city walls and saw large Zhao flags planted on top of the walls. Several surviving Iron Pagoda warriors in heavy armor rushed into a tower with their officers and soldiers and killed the Tianliang archers who were constantly harassing them by shooting arrows. Xi Heng also stepped in, passing the soldiers who kept climbing up the stairs, until he reached the top of the highest point of the tower. As soon as I walked up, I saw the female archer throwing a burning oil bottle towards me. Xi Heng fixed his gaze, suddenly stretched out his left hand, and a stream of blood immediately condensed and shot forward. The blood arrow smashed the fire pot, and the raging burning oil splashed everywhere, spreading like a rain of fire. She dodged, turned the sword blade to point it out as a spike, and moved her whole body as she wished, crossing a distance of five or six meters. The archer who had attacked her earlier had his heart pierced even as he was still pulling the bowstring. The man's eyes were full of disbelief, and he raised his hand as if to fight back.
The girl turned around, pulled out the sword, and blood spurted out, spilling onto her sleeves. Without paying attention to the fallen body, Xi Heng walked to the edge of the tower, feeling the bloody wind, and looked down quietly. The red and black Zhao soldiers occupied more and more of the city walls, while Tianliang was retreating step by step. Many deserters had already left the city walls, either escaping directly from Jinshi or abandoning their weapons and sneaking into houses pretending to be civilians. Xi Heng looked at the battle situation and really didn't expect that the Tianliang army would be defeated so quickly. She thought that the soldiers would have to spend a month or two outside the city, but in fact, they captured Jinshi on the first night of the first siege. Simply place the generals on catapults and throw them onto the city walls, disrupting the city from the inside before launching a general attack from the outside... This approach is quite imaginative. Only in a world with supernatural powers can such a thing be achieved. "The situation of Tianliang is over." As he spoke softly, Xi Heng's eyes were fixed on some Tianliang rebels who were fleeing side by side, and he was about to chase after them. The next moment, a deafening bell sound was heard not far away. The air was shaking, strong winds were blowing, and flames were escaping from all directions, causing countless elite soldiers and generals to lose their minds for a moment. The sound continued and lasted for a long time. Xi Heng pressed his temple, gave up the idea of chasing and killing with a sword, and looked towards the source of the bell sound. It was a golden light. On the top of the city wall about two or three hundred meters away, a sturdy warrior with golden light all over his body and holding a tall halberd in both hands was fighting with another spear-wielding warrior wearing red and black heavy-scaled general armor. The tip of the heavy spear pierced directly into the golden light, causing only a ringing sound, and it was impossible to move forward any further. "Hua Jin is taking action." Xi Heng took a half step back. The sound caused by just one move of those two people was enough to make her heart tremble slightly. It was obvious that they were not dark force warriors. However, Xi Heng did not save the game directly. After all, the two Hua Jin masters were attacking each other from a distance, not coming towards her. Among them, the general wearing red and black full armor and holding a spear is obviously a Hua Jin from the Great Zhao court. The golden red armor on his body and the dark red cloak on his back all reveal this. As for the other burly man wearing leather armor with several thick armor plates on the surface, he was probably a warrior from Tianliang... "It turns out that Fang Tiande is not the only one in Tianliang who has Huajin... Or maybe this man is just a reinforcement from Huangmei Mountain?" Xi Heng thought casually and believed that the city wall where he was standing was relatively safe, so he stood on the side and watched this rare scene of the battle of Hua Jin. The strength of the Hua Jin warriors was obviously much stronger than her. With just a swing of their spears and a stomp of their feet, they created countless cracks in the solid city wall, causing it to shake continuously. The ordinary soldiers around who did not have time to escape were shocked and fell to the ground one after another. The halberd chopped and slashed, the spear blocked the rotation, and then pushed the halberd down violently. The two weapons hit the ground, creating another crack. General Da Zhao rushed to the front and crushed the opponent's halberd with a fierce kick. Then his long spear shot out like a dragon.
The tip of the spear rolled up a burst of bright white wind, and the wind arrived before the spear arrived. A golden light burst out from the enemy's body, blocking the wind from the gun. He suddenly loosened his halberd and clasped his hands together in front of him. When the spear was about to reach his chest, it was firmly locked by a pair of big hands. The general withdrew his hand without hesitation and sent out a stream of energy at the spear that was nailed in the air. With a sonic boom, a gun barrel was torn in the middle and split into countless thin strips with unstoppable force. This powerful force exploded between the enemy general's clasped hands. The enemy general groaned and immediately loosened his hands. The tip of the spear naturally continued to penetrate into his heart, and another soul-shaking bell sounded. The golden light flashed again to block the attack, but then it became noticeably dimmer. The dark force generals among the surrounding officers and soldiers also gathered together, and the Hua force master gritted his teeth and retreated. A figure with golden light flashed on the city wall, and then he began to flee. General Da Zhao did not pursue them any further, but only ordered the surrounding soldiers to continue sweeping the entire city wall. "Just after two moves to see who is stronger, you're not going to fight anymore?" Xi Heng blinked. It seems that these two Hua Jin warriors are unwilling to use their full strength in a life-and-death battle. After simply figuring out the strengths and weaknesses, Tianliang's Hua Jin warrior immediately fled, and General Da Zhao did not pursue him. "It seems like there are some unspoken rules among Hua Jin warriors..." she realized vaguely. Xi Heng originally wanted to watch the Hua Jin warriors fighting each other with all their strength, perhaps he could get some inspiration from them and create new moves in the subsequent fights. Unfortunately, I can’t watch it now. "Tsk." The Hua Jin general of the Great Zhao court put away his spear, turned around, and looked up at where Xi Heng was. The girl on the top of the city wall frowned slightly. It was not a good thing to be targeted by a Hua Jin warrior. It would be even more troublesome if the other party regarded her as an enemy. Xi Heng even thought of saving the file immediately, but before that, she saw the Great Zhao's Hua Jin general folded his hands flat, leaned over and bowed to her. She tilted her head, not quite understanding. "I was recognized?" Before he could figure out how the general wearing the tiger-like bronze mask recognized him, a voice came from the other side: "Princess Emperor, please come down from the tower." Xi Heng didn't listen, and asked back: "How did you recognize me?" "When Princess was young, I once held you in my arms. How could I not recognize you?" the other party laughed loudly. He took off the brass mask on his face, revealing a strong face with many wrinkles, clear features and deep eyes. "My name is Zhao Wanli. In terms of blood relationship, I can be considered your uncle."
"Uncle?" Xi Heng didn't quite recognize his relative and just said "oh". She still did not listen to the other party and walked down the city wall. After all, the person in front of her could threaten her Hua Jin, so it would be better to keep some distance. "I never thought that I would meet the long-lost Princess Xi Heng when I came to the south." The other party said sincerely: "I wonder where the princess has been all these years? Why didn't she return to the palace?" "Are you going to take me back?" Xi Heng still answered the question with a question. She didn't want to go to the capital and get entangled in the increasingly troubled palace politics. "Now that the late emperor is gone and the throne has been decided, if the princess returns to the palace now, she will only face difficulties. As her uncle, I am unwilling to bring the princess back to the capital." He shook his head and said, "I will not interfere with what the princess does." "That's good."