READ WEBNOVEL Chapter 42 Draw the sword
Under the shadow of King Yue's luck, Yan Fei and others no longer feel uneasy.
A group of four people stepped across the ground torn apart by the earthquake, stepped on the sand-covered bone burial ground, and walked step by step towards the broken sword in the center.
Wang Ge Mingling's pupils are shining brightly, and under the insight of the divine pupils, there is nowhere to hide the movements of the filthy air.
Until the distance between the two was 300 meters, the remnant thoughts gathered by the 50,000 bones seemed to be aware of the existence of Wang Ge and others, and even more aware of the positive thoughts gathered by the hundreds of thousands of people gathered by Yue Wang Qiyun.
The filth begins to stir
There was an abnormality in the surrounding environment, and the cracks on the surface began to spew out the wind, sweeping the sand and gravel on the ground, and whistling in all directions.
All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew, and the wind suddenly blew up
Not only that, but in the dark wind, people shouted horses neighing, and the sounds of golden spears clinking were heard strangely, which was extremely noisy.
It is as if facing not a strong wind, but an army of tens of thousands that is about to rush to kill!
Ordinary people here are afraid that they will be thrown off their feet by the strong wind, and it will be difficult for them to move forward. And the extreme resentment of the dead soul of Gui country mixed in the strong wind will shock the soul even more, and hallucinations will occur frequently.
It made people panic and panic, and turned around and ran away.
The gust of wind is like a knife cutting, the face is sore, and the corners of the clothes are chasing,
Howling winds, howling ghosts and howling wolves, terror again and again
But Wang Ge was moving forward steadily. He was successful in training meat, and his arm strength alone was a thousand catties. After practicing "Kaishan Jin", according to the arrangement, he also practiced "Walking in the Mud" to strengthen the muscles of the feet.
The achievements of martial arts practice in the past are revealed at this moment.
Wang Ge walked like an old tree taking root, and the strong wind couldn't shake his steps at all.
However, the impact of the residual consciousness and turbid thoughts carried by the dark wind was all blocked by the barrier formed by the Yue King's luck. As well as Yan Fei and others whom he sheltered.
The restlessness of the filthy qi has nothing to do with Wang Ge and others, but Wang Ge is still moving forward steadily!
The distance between the two has been shortened from 300 meters to 100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters
After reaching a very close distance, the filthy air became more restless, and the dark wind rising from the ground became more violent, even shaking the ground slightly.
The sky and the sun are no longer visible to the naked eye, they are covered by flying yellow sand, and the visual distance to the naked eye is less than ten meters, which is extremely dim!
Not only was his vision limited, but ghosts began to appear in the gust of wind again.
This time it was no longer an illusion, but the remnants of fifty thousand dead soldiers manifested with the help of the filth.
Their upper bodies are all with disheveled hair, or missing heads and limbs, covered in dirty blood and blurred faces, while their lower bodies are vaguely visible, as if floating in the air, supernatural and terrifying!
They piled on top of each other like this, as if there were tens of thousands of bodies, appearing in front of the four people, surrounding Wang Ge and others!
However, no one feels fear. Under the protection of the shield of luck, these lonely ghosts can't break through the people of Yue to gather their energy.
And in the protection, Yan Fei and other people who trust Wang Ge are blessed with luck and have a steady stream of courage.
"Your Highness has no fear, with our guards, we will not let such evil spirits get close!"
Yan Fei, Yi Yang, Chen He and others shouted in unison, the voices of the three were louder than the howling ghosts and wolves outside, which made people feel very excited.
The wind is captivating to the eyes, but Wang Ge's Mingling Eyes can still see through the confusion, accurately lock the position of the broken sword, and move towards the target accurately.
Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters
Suddenly, Wang Ge frowned.
The three guards all felt something in their hearts, they suddenly drew their weapons and stepped forward quickly.
Several black lights flashed in the strong wind, shooting towards Wang Ge at an extremely fast speed!
But Wang Ge's guards reacted faster, Yan Fei drew his sword out, and the strength of the blood-changing warriors was fully revealed at this moment. The sword light was woven into a dense net, guarding Wang Ge's body, and all the black light that came flying in the strong wind cover up.
There were bursts of strong and powerful clanging sounds, and sparks of metal and iron clashing frequently exploded.
When the "black light" fell on the ground, it turned out to be broken and rusted sword blades or broken arrowheads. Under the force of the strong wind, these broken blades had extremely fast speed and strength, and there were hundreds of them in number.
This is going to hit people, I'm afraid they will be beaten into a bloody hornet's nest!
But the guards around Wang Ge are all martial arts masters. There are defenses on the left and right in front, and splashing water can't get in. No matter how fierce these swords are, there is no body that can get close to Wang Ge.
"snort"
Wang Ge let out a cold snort:
"Things that are tangible and intangible can only be used to bluff people."
No matter how the filthy aura acted as a demon, Wang Ge approached steadily.
Ten meters, five meters, three meters
Suddenly, a huge boulder was engulfed by the strong wind, and it hit Wang Ge and others heavily!
Yan Feihu's eyes were wide open, his right fist was clenched tightly, his muscles bulged, his blood was rushing like a river, and his body let out a rumbling sound.
"Don't hurt my lord!"
With a single punch, the momentum of the earth-shattering was unexpectedly shocking, and the extremely oppressive boulder was blasted to pieces.
In the scattered "Stone Rain", Wang Ge stepped forward, grasping the handle of the broken sword with the palm of his hand accurately.
The moment the two came into contact, an extremely violent filthy air flowed into Wang Ge's spiritual soul following the contact, trying to wash away and devour his mind.
However, the golden light in Wang Ge's eyes was shining brightly, and he saw through the huge piles of dirty thoughts in the broken sword,
The remnant souls of these fifty thousand dead bones screamed at him, trying to tear his spirit into pieces
Wang Ge didn't have the slightest fear. His confidence was that hundreds of thousands of Yue people gathered their strength to form luck.
Blessed by luck and willing to suppress it, Wang Ge said:
"It's already rude to see the king's disobedience. If you dare to commit an offense, you will be punished for treason."
Fifty thousand remnants are raging, and hundreds of thousands are willing to support them.
Facing the impact of the filthy air, Wang Ge was conscious, and the golden light in his eyes was strong.
He saw that the remnant sword was connected to 50,000 corpses in the ground, with the help of the power of the yin veins, it gathered the filthy air, trying to break his mind and occupy his mind.
If it is an ordinary martial arts master, even a martial arts master, it is difficult to keep his mind in the face of this huge filthy aura, and the end of his mind if he loses his mind is to be occupied by the broken sword and become a "sword slave".
However, Wang Ge possesses the luck of the King of Yue, and his power of vows comes from the people of Yue. As long as the people support him, his power of vows will continue to flow.
Holding the sword hilt in his hand, the lingering wind cut the robe of his right hand like a blade, and even cut open the skin, leaving several marks and bleeding.
Wang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt the pain coming from his body. He did not dodge or dodge, and the muscles on his right arm swelled up. The martial arts practice in the past made Wang Ge's muscles as hard and strong as granite.
He straightened his chest and said in his mouth:
"I am the King of Yue alone, how can I allow you and other evil spirits to act like monsters in my country!"
The blood is surging, the willingness is gathering,
"rise--!"
Wang Ge pulled out fiercely, the broken sword fell off the ground, and the connection between fifty thousand corpses and Yin veins was suddenly severed
stop time,
The evil wind stops suddenly, the universe is clear