Dongfang Shuo now no longer has a funny side, but has a fierce and evil aura.
He looked so cold that people dared not look at him.
But this is only for ordinary people, and masters like Dong Zhongshu will not feel any discomfort.
"I'm here, tell your people to start attacking," Dongfang Shuo said coldly.
Everything seems so insignificant.
Dong Zhongshu was really not used to Dongfang Shuo like this, the contrast was too great.
Shaking his head, Dong Zhongshu was not obsessed with this.
Instead, he turned to Qin Xianer and said: "Master Qin, let's do it" Qin Xian'er only heard about Dongfang Shuo and didn't pay attention to it.
Now I am only surprised and at the same time in awe of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
But she knew what she should and shouldn't do now, and immediately let her outer disciples from Leyu take the lead.
"Attack Sword Forging City, let's go."
Following Qin Xian'er's order, thousands of people immediately swarmed to the gate of Jianjian Peak.
There are only dozens of Sword-Forging City disciples here, as well as Niijian Sect Master Shi Ruxia and the five elders.
Seeing this group of people rushing up, Shi Ruxia frowned.
These people were all cannon fodder.
They were not strong in themselves, but they could consume their physical strength and prevent them from facing the real masters next.
Qin Xian'er, Wang Yuchun, Dong Zhongshu, Dongfang Shuo, Twelve Lefang Masters, and Twenty Eagle Yangwei did not make any move, but stood still.
On the other side, Jin Fugui and Leng Ningxue looked at each other, then looked at the people around them and said: "Everyone, please go too, otherwise we won't have a share in the distribution of benefits."
It was Jin Fugui who spoke.
Businessmen pursue profits and will not do anything without benefit.
However, as a well-known master in the country, Jin Fugui will not do cannon fodder.
There are people who will do these things.
Immediately, no one complained, and they took the initiative to draw their weapons and rushed towards the mountain gate of Sword Forging City.
Nearly four thousand people, but they were all a ragtag group.
There were only less than a hundred people left in the same place, and these people were all self-proclaimed masters.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate of Sword Forging City were all sweating.
They now only have sixty-four people, plus the six in front of them are obviously friendly helpers, but they are still at a huge disadvantage in numbers.
Suddenly, Shi Ruxia moved, holding the sword in his left hand, kicking his feet, and turned into an afterimage and rushed into the crowd.
Suddenly, screams continued, stumps and broken arms continued to fall, and blood continued to spray.
The Nine Swords of Rebellion is most suitable for group battles, because the nine sword moves as the basis will become more complicated and more powerful as the number of opponents increases.
To the mob, Shi Ruxia was like a tiger entering the sheepfold, harvesting them one-sidedly.
It's a pity that he is only one person, and more people have already rushed to the mountain gate.
At the entrance of the mountain gate steps, five Niijianmen elders stood staggered, forming a formation.
"Reverse Five Elements Killing Formation" Dong Zhongshu said after seeing the movements of the five people.
"What formation is this?"
Qin Xian'er had never heard of it, so she asked curiously.
"This was originally one of the formations in the army.
The Five Elements Killing Formation was originally composed of a group of people cooperating with each other.
It can increase the combat power by at least five times.
However, going against the Five Elements Killing Formation does the opposite.
It does not increase one's body, but It is to reduce the strength of surrounding enemies.
As long as you step into the range of the formation, the strength will be reduced by 10 to 50%.
However, the Five Elements Killing Formation has disappeared for hundreds of years, otherwise why would I, a big man, have to endure the humiliation and bear the burden for decades?"
Dong Zhongshu explained.
This information was learned from a scroll of bamboo slips handed down from the Spring and Autumn Period.
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"Then it seems we have to take action in advance," Dongfang Shuo said.
Immediately, he no longer stood there, pulled out the saber from his waist, and started to kill Shi Ruxia.
The twenty Yingyang Guards also drew their sabers and rushed towards the mountain gate, forming the same formation as they did.
Qin Xianer also sent the twelve music masters to support.
Immediately, twelve mysterious women came to the back of the crowd and started playing.
Immediately afterwards, the people who were cannon fodder found that they were full of strength.
At the same time, they had no fear in their hearts and their blood was boiling.
They rushed towards the mountain gate one by one without fear of life or death.
Around the five elders, more than two hundred people have died, but there are still many opponents.
They will feel tired if they have to kill thousands of people standing still.
Moreover, their formation can only reduce the strength of this group of people by 10%, mainly because they are affected by the sound waves of the Twelve Band Masters.
Shi Ruxia was already fighting with Dongfang Shuo, and the swords clashed with each other.
However, Shi Ruxia had the upper hand.
The Nine Swords of Niluan were so weird and cunning that it was difficult for Dongfang Shuo to find any flaws.
Because he was not familiar with it, he had to spend time looking for flaws in the moves.
Only by finding flaws could Dongfang Shuo have the ability to kill with one hit.
This is also Dongfang Shuo's way of swordsmanship.
Let’s not talk about this place first, in the sword pond.
The red glazed crystal stick has absorbed enough vitality of heaven and earth, and gradually shines brightly and is full of spiritual energy.
The divine weapon has been completed, but it is an ownerless thing.
"Red Phosphorus stepped forward to recognize his master," Ou Yebailian said suddenly.
Suddenly a middle-aged man with a steady expression walked up.
This person is Ou Ye Bai Lian's grandson, Ou Ye Chi Phosphorus.
For this day, every generation of the Ouye family will choose a junior with extremely talented stick skills to specialize in stick skills.
In this generation, Ouye Red Phosphorus is very lucky.
Although he is usually a steady person, now he feels very excited.
However, he still maintained a steady attitude.
Ouye Chilin stepped forward and came to the edge of the sword pool.
He turned to look at his grandfather Ou Ye Bailian.
"Go ahead," Ou Yebailian said with encouraging eyes.
So Ouye Red Phosphorus adjusted his mood, jumped into the air, and grabbed the magic weapon.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, all the disciples of Sword Forging City were dead.
Only the last of the five Niijianmen elders blocking the mountain gate was left, and the other four were already dead.
The only elder had all his limbs severed, and the person who chopped off his limbs was Leng Ningxue.
"The old man should sleep on the ground without thanking me."
After saying that, he cut the last elder's neck in one stroke.
Looking at the corpses around him, he saw that more than a thousand people had been used as cannon fodder, and the ground was covered with blood foam and broken pieces of flesh.
The strong smell of blood makes the condensed blood feel comfortable all over.
"This taste is indeed delicious."
At this point, Leng Ningxue stuck out his tongue and cleaned the blood stains on the knife.
The people around him suddenly felt shuddering, and the madness in their hearts disappeared.
Qin Xian'er looked at this with her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
"Disgusting man" he said displeased in his heart.
She wouldn't say it out loud.
She was just at the foot of the Sword Forging City Mountain.
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She hadn't completed her mission yet, and this group of people still needed to take advantage.
As for the duel between Shi Ruxia and Dongfang Shuo, the outcome is already clear.
That was Dongfang Shuo's defeat.
Dongfang Shuo's body was covered with sword marks.
Although there were no fatal injuries, Dongfang Shuo was defeated in the battle of moves.
Only half of the sword in his hand was left.
Throwing away the remaining blade, Dongfang Shuo asked: "Your sword is a good sword, what is its name?"
Shi Ruxia only had Dongfang Shuo in his eyes now, and he didn't care about the death of the elder in the sect, as long as he didn't die.
In his opinion, Dongfang Shuo's weapons had been cut off by him, so he could only be left to his own devices.
So he kindly answered Dongfang Shuo's question.
"The sword is named Nige and was made by the master craftsman Ou Yezi.
Although it is not a magic weapon, it has surpassed the quality of most swords in the world."
Shi Ruxia's tone was still very proud.
Hearing this, Dongfang Shuo smiled.
"Haha, it turns out you are not a magic weapon.
If that's the case, then you can go and die.
Do you think the scars on my body are really caused by you?
This is just a deliberate injury on my part.
I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be sharp, but the power is really something I disagree with."
Having said this, Dongfang Shuo lost the initial decline.
He grabbed the box behind him with his backhand and opened it violently.
Suddenly, a blazing golden light poured out of the box.
Shi Ruxia couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.
At this moment, a golden sword light appeared.
Shi Ruxia could only block the sword in front of him.
"Pfft", a circle of blood appeared on Ru Xia's neck, and blood continued to overflow.
And Dongfang Shuo was already behind him.
Dongfang Shuo already held a golden long sword in his hand.
The entire sword was completely natural, with no trace of artificial tempering.
This is the ancient divine weapon Minghong Dao, which was formed by condensing the remaining materials from the Xuanyuan Sword.
The sword in Shi Ruxia's hand was broken, but his sanity still existed.
"It's such a fast knife, what kind of knife has such a sharp edge?"
Shi Ruxia asked.
"If the ancient divine weapon Ming Hong Dao can die under the divine weapon, your life will not be wasted," Dongfang Shuo said.
Immediately, Ru Xia's head fell to the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground.
Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Shuo looked at the hand holding the handle of the knife and smiled bitterly.
I saw that the hand holding the Minghong Sword had been pierced by golden spikes, and the blood in the hand was continuously absorbed by the Minghong Sword.
"The weird knife actually killed the owner."
After saying this, Dongfang Shuo suddenly let go of his hand, and then quickly threw the knife onto the remains of the box that had become fragments.
However, there were still some runes on the wreckage, and the alienation on the Minghong Blade suddenly disappeared and became ordinary.
At this moment, violent movement suddenly sounded in the sky above Sword Forging City.
"Ah" a scream shocked everyone.
Everyone looked into the air and saw a figure covered in flames appearing above the Sword Forging City.
In the figure's hand was a long red crystal stick.
"This is the magic weapon that made the noise."
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Everyone's attention was not on the burning man, but on the long red crystal stick.
At this moment, Ou Ye Bailian's face was full of horror.
"Red Phosphorus" Ou Yebailian roared.
The fireman was Ouye Red Phosphorus.
When he took hold of the magic weapon's long stick, his body immediately burst into flames, and he could not let go of his hands.
He could no longer control his actions and could only be pulled by the magic weapon, flying out of the sword pool and directly knocking a big hole into the space of the sword pool.
The people in the sword pool were also frightened by this change, and they all chased him out.
Ouye Chilin was not the master of the divine weapon, so he was controlled by the divine weapon and became a slave.
Now everything is based on the will of the Shenbing.
The Shenbing is full of resentment towards Ouye's lineage, mainly because of the beast-shaped soldier soul.
This is formed by the resentment of countless weapons.
The burning man rushed straight down the mountain, towards the group of people who originally wanted to rush up the mountain.
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