At the same time, they assisted the Shenhuo Camp and the Gongzao Division and dispatched all the useful Jin men. Those that were broken were repaired if possible, and if not, their turrets were removed and placed on the city walls to be used as cannons. Finally, there is one most important military order: "Activate the Prison Heaven Array to trap all Bu Li people within a thousand meters of Shen Ce Mansion. Behind us is the residential cave heaven, we absolutely cannot retreat even a single step!" The Prison Heaven Formation was originally designed by the Commander-in-Chief when the Jin army rebelled and the city was filled with smoke. Later, the Yun Cavalry learned from their mistakes and designed a defensive formation to prevent a repeat of the same mistake. Once opened, the outer perimeter of the Shen Ce Palace will be covered by barriers, cutting off access in and out. This was originally a defensive formation used to resist the enemy, but at this time, it became the last resort for the Shen Ce Mansion to burn its boats and trap Bu Li's army of humans and beasts. The Divine Fire Camp and the Industrial Construction Division need time. Whether they can turn the tide of the battle depends on whether they can delay the opponent. Jing Liu looked at the three-foot frost in her hand. The sword blade, which was as bright as snow, reflected her red eyes. Can I do this... The army of weapon beasts was approaching, and she led her troops to fight without thinking too much.
Zhu Yan was supposed to stay in the Shen Ce Palace and command the overall situation. Everyone knew that the army cannot be without a general for a day, but they also knew that this was the most critical moment and they had no choice. [Swordsmanship is a way to kill people. It can only be mastered in life-and-death struggles.] Jinyun said these words to herself calmly at the beginning, but she was a rookie at that time and did not understand the true meaning of this sentence. It was not until he encountered the dangerous death situation just now that Jingliu finally had a glimmer of understanding. At the same time, she also understood how fragile and insignificant she once was. Does she really have the determination to practice swordplay? Why did she practice sword skills so hard? Are you deceiving yourself and just acting according to the circumstances? Jingliu jumped onto Long Bo's head, the Chunshui sword in his hand shone brightly, and stabbed into the gap in the armor with a narrow and sharp posture! With a crisp "clang" sound, the sword blade left only a few sword marks on the opponent's thick flesh as usual. Sensing that a powerful gust of wind was coming towards him, Jing Liu leaped up, and his sixteen flying swords kept spinning, their blades sharpened and shining with a cold light. Every time a sword was broken, it only added a few scars to Long Bo. I'm sorry, Master. In fact, I have been avoiding it. My so-called hard work is just to catch up with you. But after realizing that there was a huge gap between you and me that I couldn't cross no matter how hard I tried, I gradually became lazy. [Kami-ryu has a master here, so he is not afraid of anything~] [Even if Cangcheng is really in danger, Master will definitely not sit idly by, right? ] That’s what I thought at the beginning.
He was extremely proud of his achievements and conceited, always thinking that even if the sky fell, his master would hold it up. That's why my sword is so clumsy. Am I still worthy of using a sword? "Bang bang bang!" After three flying swords were broken in succession, Jingliu finally removed a palm-sized piece of thick armor from Long Bo's head. She let out a sharp roar, and the Chunshui Sword once again burst out with a deep and cold sword light, piercing straight into Long Bo's head. This time, the sword blade finally penetrated more than half a foot into Long Bo's skull. Before she could feel happy about the power of her sword, she was grasped tightly by the opponent's huge, muscular hand. "Ahem!!" With just this one move, Jing Liu felt severe pain in all his bones, and every joint made a crisp crackling sound. Long Bo opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Jing Liu. Through the blood-stained gums, Jingliu's amber eyes dimmed at this moment. Should we end here?... Master... Jingliu, I miss you so much... "Om-!" "Pfft!" A flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and the bloody mouth that was about to close opened again. I saw a red spear inserted into the tip of Long Bo's tongue and pierced into the upper flesh wall, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a gap was opened for Jingliu. Then, a fiery red figure came in from the teeth and grabbed her arm: "It's not time for you to die yet!" "Give me, live well!" After saying this, Zhu Yan used his only remaining arm to throw her out of Long Bo's mouth. The next moment, the spear broke and the huge mouth closed tightly! The blood-stained half of her body fell to the ground along with the mirror flow. Jing Liu fell into the bloody mud of the battlefield. She opened her eyes wide and watched the half-broken body beside her oozing blood. The flying sword broke, the blade shattered and the edge destroyed. She watched everything happen, unable to move.
Her internal organs seemed to be boiling, and something was roiling violently in her bowels, as if insect eggs in a giant nest were about to break out of their shells. Conquering the monsters of abundance is not as bloody as war. Most of the time, the enemies are pierced through the skull by Jingliu's sword. It was not until he was in this moment, realizing that his resistance was just like a gnat trying to shake a tree and that he would soon die at the fingertips of death, that Jingliu realized how naive those ideas of achieving great things were. Master, where are you? Please, help Jingliu... Jingliu closed his eyes in despair. At the moment when he was about to drown, a sharp roar of a sword suddenly rose into the sky! As the sound of the sword shook the universe, Jing Liu suddenly raised his head! I saw a sword hanging down from the sky. That sword was like a stroke of genius, like clouds and mist, vast and surging, and the sword energy stretched endlessly across the vast sky! The snow-white sword energy tore out from the sea of clouds, as if the sky and the earth were upside down and the Milky Way was falling, and it flashed across the sky above Cangcheng. This sword seemed to come from the sea of clouds. The square formations and weapon beasts that were hundreds of thousands of steps away from the people were completely destroyed by this sword, not even a bone was left! Chapter 57 Today, I Give You Three Swords (4/5) The sword was two feet and one inch long, but only a broken blade remained, and it was hard to see the sparkling beauty it once was. After wiping the blood off the sword, the shining snow-like blade reflected Jingliu's confused and stunned face. She stared quietly at the mentor in front of her who taught her swordsmanship, protected her and was inseparable from her. "stand up." Jinyun reached out to her, his eyes full of helplessness and heartache: "Little girl, now is not the time to give up." "Pick up your sword and drive out those who invade your home." Jingliu stammered and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke again, saying in a somewhat dry voice: "But the sword that my master gave me is broken..." "I'll give you another one." "..." "what happened?" Seeing Jing Liu seemed to be hesitant to speak, Jin Yun could not help but squat down, reaching out to gently stroke her cheek and wipe the blood off her face:
"Why are you still hesitant when talking to Master? Just say whatever you want to say. Master will help you." "I......" Jingliu opened her mouth, perhaps feeling that what she was going to say next was too difficult to say. After pondering for a few seconds, she finally spoke: "Master, I don't want to learn sword anymore..." "This thing is useless..." Hearing this, Jinyun couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. After a long while, he asked back: "If you don't want to learn sword, then what do you want to learn?" "I...I don't know." "The stone arrows on the Flying Warrior Star weigh more than 500 kilograms and can break rocks; the Blazing Fire Crossbow equipped with the Divine Arm can destroy jade buildings and collapse jade palaces with one arrow; and the Zhuming Fire on the Immortal Boat Zhuming is said to be able to ignite planets. Do you want to learn those things? Of course, no problem, but not yet, hold the sword tightly in your hand and follow me, I still have a lot to teach you. " Jinyun picked up a complete sword of the Yunqi Army and handed it to Jingliu. The latter stared at the sword blankly. The bright blade like a mirror reflected her confused face. She felt upset when she saw this face and this sword. Perhaps it was because the night was too long, the blow of her comrades' death was too heavy, and the guilt of not being able to save anyone made her dare not even look at her own face. "Ahhh!" Jing Liu let out a mournful roar, smashed the sword that Jin Yun handed to him, and then held his head and roared in pain: “I don’t understand, I don’t understand!!” "Why on earth do you insist on forcing me to learn swordsmanship?!" "Whether it's the Divine Fire Camp or the Industrial Construction Division, they obviously have so many magical weapons, why do they have to teach me the most useless swordsmanship?" "I can't save Miss Lingyun, nor can I save Li Yan, Duan Shui, Qing Yun..." "It even requires Miss Zhu Yan to risk her life to save us!" "Even now, I rely on you to survive!" "I can't do anything at all..." She hugged her head tightly, crying and wailing in agony, and tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken string, falling to the ground, forming sad tears in the clouds. Jinyun had expected Jingliu to collapse. In the status bar, the red light that appeared as the mood value was infinitely close to 0 was extremely eye-catching. But because of Jingliu's collapse, Jinyun finally understood what the so-called "Jingliu's shackles" were in the hidden bond mission. Jinyun took a deep breath and gently held her in his arms as he did before. He used his body temperature to warm the other person, and patted Jingliu's back with his right hand to soothe her extremely depressed mood. It was not until Jingliu's body stopped shaking as violently as before that he slowly spoke: "Jingliu, you have a bond with the sword."
"Master...?" "You just said something wrong. It's not that I want to force you to learn swordsmanship, but you are destined to learn swordsmanship." "Jingliu, Jingliu doesn't understand..."