Chapter 317 I am a girl!

Chapter 317 I am a girl!

Chapter 317 I am a girl!

"Stab~"

Blood beads spurted out along the spine of the sword, like a speedboat parting the waves of the river.

"Thugs and rioters will not have a good death..."

Finally, the fish-scale armored soldier looked at the purple sword pulled out from his chest. It was so weird and cruel that it wiped out the entire Golden Spear Squad in just a few dozen breaths. The grief and anger in his eyes quickly turned into darkness and deathly silence.

Zhang Yu sneered: "Whether I live or die, you can't see it!"

"boom!"

He raised his foot and kicked out suddenly, his inner energy surged, and the corpse flew to the third floor. Together with the body and armor, it weighed more than 200 pounds, like a cannonball, and knocked down a large number of soldiers crowded above.

"These people are good at combined attack techniques, wearing armor and holding spears. They are obviously government officials. Who did Brother Lan offend?"

Zhang Yu stepped on the stairs and jumped twice to the third floor.

"Form a line! Form a line quickly!"

"Stop him!"

On the third floor corridor, a hundred or so sword-and-shield warriors were blocking the stairs. Behind them was the crossbow formation set up by Jinyiwei Tongzhi Chen Feibai.

These sword and shield soldiers were the elite troops of the Hunan Military Commission. The Hunanese were brave, tough and savage, but they were still terrified when they saw the man covered in blood and looking like a god of death.

The lieutenant colonel stood behind the crowd, raised his saber, and shouted to command the soldiers.

"The superiors have ordered that anyone who dares to retreat will be sentenced to death according to military law!"

On the battlefield, a so-called fierce general, even if he tried his best, could only kill a few hundred people at most, but his momentum was enough to shake the three armies. No one dared to stand up to his attack, and it might even cause the entire army to retreat.

The lieutenant cursed: "What are you afraid of? He is just a head and two shoulders..."

"act recklessly!"

Zhang Yu flipped his left hand, and a golden needle flew out, instantly sinking into the young officer's forehead. The huge force caused him to fall backwards, breaking the guardrail, and falling on the Eight Immortals Table under the high platform, dying instantly.

"he came!"

The woman in red looked towards the third floor through the forest of arrows, and there was a little more brightness in her cold and lonely eyes.

"Flower Style!"

Zhang Yu raised his hand and released golden light. The soldiers who were only wearing cloth armor had much less defense than the Golden Spear Squad. Except for a few scorpion tail golden needles that were blocked by the embedded iron sheets, most of them penetrated into the body. Immediately, everyone fell to the ground and screamed in agony.

"Whoever stands in the way will die!"

Zhang Yu drew out the Falling Moon Swords with his left hand, one purple and one white, and chopped melons and vegetables, passing through the corridor like a whirlwind.

In an instant, more than a dozen bodies fell behind him.

Zhang Yu held the sword at an angle, his eyes as cold as an ice cave, and moved forward step by step. Blood flowed down the spine of the sword, drop by drop, onto the wooden board.

The Ziwei Sword is a rare divine weapon and is usually not stained with blood. This is only the result of too many killings and the warrior's passion for blood.

"He...he is not human!"

“Hurry up and go…”

The remaining Dusi sword and shield soldiers, seeing the black-robed man approaching like a killing god, instantly dispersed and fled in a rush. Unexpectedly, they stopped the Jinyiwei who were rushing towards this side.

"Get out of the way, don't charge!"

The passage was very narrow. The captain of the Jinyiwei was about to charge forward, but was blocked by his own people. After he slashed four or five people with his sword, he forced many soldiers to climb over the fence and jump down, falling on the spot with blood splattered all over.

Zhang Yu glanced at the crossbow at the end of the corridor, and saw three crow-head arrows whistling out.

"They are indeed the Imperial Guards. These lackeys of the imperial court are really scheming!"

The underworld and the imperial court have been in natural opposition since ancient times.

Especially after the early years of Taizu, when people roamed the world, cut down mountains and destroyed temples, no matter whether it was the orthodox or the divine camp, there was no sect that did not have an elder or a master who let the Jinyiwei take away heads and spread them around the world.

Not only the people of the Divine Religion, but even the Orthodox Church considered it ashamed to bow to the imperial court.

Especially collusion with the Jinyiwei is an unforgivable crime.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yu leaped up and stepped on the heads of the two crossbowmen. His swords and knives fell at the same time, cutting the crossbows in their hands into two pieces. He then performed "Chasing Clouds and Lightning" and stepped on the circle of crossbowmen in front of the guardrail. Wherever the blades passed, the crossbows broke and the strings were severed, and screams were heard everywhere.

"Ah..."

……

A moment later, among the hundreds of archers, 60% to 70% of their bows and crossbows were destroyed, leaving only the "Zhenwu" crossbow.

A great man once said that everything in the world is in a dialectical relationship, just like Tai Chi, which embraces the Yin and carries the Yang.

Having a large population has its advantages, but also its disadvantages.

"Oh no, he's going to destroy the Zhenwu Crossbow!"

Gao Qianhu's swordsmanship was okay, but his lightness skills were very average. Hundreds of people were crowded in the long and narrow corridor, shoulder to shoulder, swords clashing, and he could not catch up with the man in black robe at all. He could only follow behind, which caused more chaos.

"Evil thief!"

Yang Yuyan recognized the man. It was the enemy who killed her father whom she missed day and night and hated.

"retreat!"

"Form a formation to protect the Zhenwu Crossbow!"

The two men saw that most of the crossbow formation had been destroyed, so they could only abandon their pawns to save their chariots. If the Zhenwu crossbow was still there, it might be possible to break through the witch's defense and kill her on the spot. So they retreated with twenty Jinyiwei.

"The wild geese are returning to Zhurong!"

Zhang Yu swung his sword to the left and right, sweeping across like goose wings. Two Jinyiwei had bloody wounds on their chests and fell down. They were only five steps away from the crossbow. Eight strong men in black were turning the capstan.

"Rebellious bandits who violate the law with force shall be punished with death!"

Captain Gao followed behind the man in black robe. He saw that the other party had broken through the crossbow formation arranged by Lord Chen, but he was still unable to touch his opponent. He was furious. At this time, he finally intercepted his opponent in front of the Zhenwu Crossbow, raised his Xiuchun Sword, and chopped down!

"die!"

"It's just a trifle, and it's beyond your capabilities."

Zhang Yu laughed loudly towards the sky, took two steps forward, his figure was like a ghost, first he used a sword to pick up the Embroidered Spring Knife, then a white light flashed around his waist, and the upper half of Gao Qianhu flew out and hit the door.

Suddenly, a sharp knife appeared in the blood mist and rushed towards the heart.

"What a plan!"

Zhang Yu hurriedly stopped, crossed his swords and held the long knife.

"Death to the evil villain!"

Yang Yuyan's eyes were red, she gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and stabbed forward with all her might, but she seemed to be blocked by a high wall and could not move forward even a single step.

"It's you?"

Zhang Yu originally did not take this person seriously, but suddenly he realized that she hated him deeply. Upon closer inspection, he found that she was Yang Fengming's daughter.

"You're in luck!"

The purple sword turned a circle, and the embroidered spring knife in Yang Yuyan's hand suddenly broke into two pieces.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yu struck out with his palm, which impacted her chest. He used only 50% of his strength. The woman felt her blood and energy stagnate, and her body flew backwards and rolled to the ground. Next to her was Gao Qianhu's half body, and then she lost consciousness.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the "Zhenwu" crossbow, which was one of the most important weapons among the Jinyiwei, shattered into pieces of wood, iron sheets, and parts all over the ground...

In the east room.

"I didn't expect that Dongfang Bubai would have such a master hidden by his side."

Chen Feibai sat alone on the wooden chair and sighed.

"Now that the Zhenwu Crossbow has been destroyed, it will be difficult to suppress the demon girl."

"My lord, please let me take action."

There was no one else in the room, but a voice sounded out of nowhere.

"Forget it! Head-on combat is not your forte,"

Every first-class Blood Shadow is a treasure of the imperial court and a bastion of the country, and they cannot be lost easily.

Chen Feibai is the second-in-command of the Jinyiwei, and he has only two first-class blood shadow assassins by his side, waiting to be ordered around.

"So let them go just like that?"

Chen Feibai shook his head: "Everything has its pros and cons. It seems that Dongfang Bubai will not take action personally. It is not worth it for the Jinyiwei to pay the price of damaging its foundation to deal with the people around him."

Masters are not to be feared. Even if they have extraordinary martial arts skills, how many cities can they capture or how many armies can they destroy by themselves?

It's just that when many martial arts masters gathered together and obeyed the orders of one person, they also occupied mountains and built cities, gathered tens of thousands of people, fully armed and with flags and drums.

For the imperial court, that would be like a nail stuck in the heart.

On the high platform, the sleeves of Miss Dongfang were shaking, and hundreds of feather arrows turned around and shot back. The sound of "dangdangdang" was like raindrops, nailing on the doors and windows of the building. After this battle, the world-famous Qun Yu Tower was mostly destroyed, leaving only a mess on the ground. The girls and servants in the building were killed or injured, but Mother Kang never showed up from beginning to end.

"Lan...Brother Lan, are you okay?"

Zhang Yu flew down from the third floor and stood on the high platform. He held the Falling Moon Sword in his left hand and the Purple Star Sword in his right hand. His whole body was soaked in blood, and his black robe had completely turned dark red.

"You are hurt?"

Miss Dongfang looked towards the third floor and the remaining ambush troops, her eyes slightly cold.

"It's all the blood of those court lackeys!"

How could Zhang Yu not lose some hair as he walked through the sea of ​​swords and knives? There were more than twenty cuts on his back, legs, and arms, but they were all flesh wounds. It was partly due to luck, but also because their main energy was focused on dealing with the oriental girl.

He saw the ambushers on the third floor were about to attack him. Both of them were injured and their physical strength and internal energy were greatly depleted.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's leave quickly!"

The oriental girl nodded: "Let's go!"

Xiao Baozi and the black-clothed servant who were hiding behind the counter saw a man in red and a man in black robes fly out of the gate of Qun Yu Yuan one after another. They could leap as high as five or six feet and pass through the streets and alleys as if they were walking on flat ground.

Xiao Baozi said, "The phoenix flew away."

The black-clothed servant seemed to be frozen in thought. He stared out the gate and muttered to himself, "Who is Miss Dongfang? And who is Zhang Liyu?"

Xiao Baozi thought for a moment and said, "I think they are the same kind of people."

The black-clad servant turned around and asked, "A kind of people?"

Xiao Baozi nodded and said, "Yes, the way Miss Dongfang looks at Zhang Liyu is obviously different."

The black-clothed servant sighed, not knowing what to say. He just felt that after this separation, he might never see Miss Dongfang again. He felt empty in his heart. But when he thought about it carefully, it was not entirely because of Miss Dongfang. After all, even in the Qun Yu Tower before, he could not see her.

What really made him depressed was that it was time to wake up from his young dream. He had to leave Qun Yuyuan and go back to inherit the largest martial arts school in Changsha Prefecture. With the help of his uncle, he would marry the daughter of an official family, drink and chat with his friends in the martial arts world, and live a life that he could foresee the end of.

How desperate!
"Little treasure, where do you think they will go?"

"You can travel to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. With such martial arts skills, you can go anywhere in the world!"

Xiao Baozi showed a longing look. He also wanted to leave Qun Yuyuan. The threshold was right in front of him, but it was not so easy to cross.

The black-clothed servant suddenly said, "I've made up my mind!"

"What to decide?"

"I'm not going back to Xingsha Martial Arts School."

Xiao Baozi shook his head and said, "If you stay in Qun Yuyuan, Miss Dongfang will not come back."

The black-clothed servant sat on the floor and said excitedly, "I'm going to become a disciple of the largest martial arts sect and learn the best martial arts. One day, I will meet Miss Dongfang at the top."

Xiao Baozi secretly stood up and glanced at the soldiers upstairs who were collecting the corpses and cleaning up the mess. He took out a pot of expensive "Chun Yu Shao" from the counter compartment and filled two porcelain cups with wine.

"Gate God, I respect you!"

The black-clothed servant saw that Xiao Baozi looked serious and asked with a smile, "What are you toasting to me?"

"Cheers to you for finding your way!"

The Milky Way is far away and the stars are brilliant.

Hengshan City is surrounded by mountains and lush vegetation. Under the moonlight, a red shadow instantly flew out seven or eight feet. The gold-rimmed embroidered boots stepped on the dogtail grass, which only bent slightly. It did not stop until it reached a river. It turned around and waited for more than thirty breaths before it saw Zhang Yu's figure.

"It's been three years, and the Feiyun Divine Art has not yet been fully developed. It's too slow."

The woman in red shook her head slightly, not knowing whether she meant that his footsteps were too slow or his training speed was too slow.

"Brother Lan, you are too fast."

In half a quarter of an hour, the two of them ran twenty or thirty miles.

Zhang Yu was still carrying a black iron sword case. He had already spared no effort in following from a distance, using Bei Ming Zhen Qi to push Feiyun Magic Art to its limit. After he put down the black iron sword case, he sat by the river, panting.

"You still call me Brother Lan!"

Miss Dongfang also sat down by the river. She reached for her waist but forgot to bring her white jade wine gourd.

"I... haven't seen you for half a year. You've changed so much. I was a little afraid to recognize you when we were at Qun Yuyuan before."

"But you still took action?"

"The world is vast and the people are sparse, but I don't have many friends!"

Zhang Yu took off his yellow wine gourd, shook it, and found that there was still half a gourd of "Time Wrong", so he handed it over with a smile.

The oriental girl raised her head, her black hair falling like a waterfall, and poured the wine into her mouth until she had drunk a quarter of the gourd of "Time's Wrongness". Only then did she feel a little satisfied and returned the gourd of wine.

"Are you curious?"

Zhang Yu shook his head
The Oriental girl slowly stood up, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and spoke slowly.

"I am a girl!"

"I practiced a magical skill that reversed yin and yang. After I mastered it, my body changed naturally, from yang to yin, and from yin to yang. In order to suppress this change, I could only block my eight extraordinary meridians. Later, I found Taoist Zhao Xu's "Liang Yi Yin Yang Heart Sutra" at Xuanyue Temple on Qingniu Mountain, which can be regarded as a cure."

Zhang Yu was somewhat shocked. How could the most advanced martial arts in the martial arts world be related to gender, forcing men to become women and women to become men? He suddenly remembered that she had given herself the stage name "Oriental Girl" in Qun Yuyuan. He couldn't help but feel suspicious and asked cautiously.

"What's the name of the magical skill you originally practiced?"

The oriental girl looked back at him and chuckled, "Golden Crow Magic Skill!"

Zhang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just hearing the name, he knew this was a martial art that was full of Yang energy!
He then asked, "How's your practice of the Yin-Yang Heart Sutra? Can it help to balance the drawbacks of the Golden Crow Divine Art?"

The oriental girl nodded slightly.

"The yin and yang energy has already been refined. There is no need to worry about becoming a monster that is neither male nor female."

"It's just that without the 'Yin Yang True Pill', I can't even use 60% of my internal strength. Every time I forcefully break through the blockade and use 100% of my martial arts, I lose 10 years of my life."

She said it lightly, but for a top martial artist in the martial arts world, having his martial arts restricted was undoubtedly like having heavy chains wrapped around his body.

(End of this chapter)