My wife is a sword god

Chapter 535 The wind rises and the clouds fly

With the assistance of Chu Wangjun, the pressure on Wuhou's army was greatly reduced.

Lieying roared: "Mr. Qin brought back reinforcements. We cannot be compared. Let the world see how brave Wuhou's army is!"

"kill!"

Everyone roared in unison, and the sound resounded over Qiongyu City.

Lieying swung his sword, and the fierce sword energy knocked away the Black Buddha, opening the way for all the soldiers.

The precarious situation was reversed in an instant, and everyone launched a counterattack.

The golden-winged roc was still indulging in the power of the wind gang just now, and it seemed to faintly touch the threshold of the second rank, and all this was because of the black-clothed boy above his head.

"What did you just do?!" Gold-winged Roc asked excitedly.

However, Qin Feng didn't respond, and he still stood against the wind, looking like a master.

"Hey, kid surnamed Qin, stop pretending." The huge body of the golden-winged roc shook.

Qin Feng bowed his body, clutching his stomach.

Seeing that the situation was not right, King Chu worried, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's a little uncomfortable, I want to vomit, I tried to hold it back, but it just shook and couldn't hold it anymore." Qin Feng said intermittently.

If I had known that the golden-winged roc was so fast, I wouldn't have stood at the front just to pretend to be aggressive. Qin Feng thought so.

Gold-winged roc heard this, and said anxiously: "Boy, I will let you go down now, don't spit on my head."

"It's too late. Vomit!"

In the sky, the heart-piercing bird cry sounded.

Seeing the situation in Qiongyu City, Xu Lexian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Now that we are in good shape, if you don't hurry up and escape from this place, are you waiting for the rest to come and die?"

Ghost Buddha didn't take it seriously, and sneered: "My lord has been planning the Western Regions for a long time, do you think you can stop his plan with the help of you guys?
A group of mere low-grade soldiers, no matter how many people gather, are nothing but a rabble.

However, I still have to thank the person who brought the soldiers. "

"What do you mean?" Xu Lexian frowned.

"He sent so many fresh souls to help Ao Yin wake up, how can I not thank you?" Ghost Buddha clasped his hands at the bottom, the void shook for a while, a black line crossed the mid-air, opening up a dark space.

In that black hole, there were countless scarlet eyes and the sound of swallowing saliva.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, it is better to reach bliss early."

After the words fell, a huge red body swept out from the black hole, stood on the roof, and let out a roar that shook the sky.

The soldiers who were close to him looked for their prestige, and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

A burly body, dilapidated flesh and blood, bones visible to the naked eye.

That face has long been rotten, with a mouth full of blood, and the ends of sharp fangs, with light green saliva dripping down, melting the tiles instantly.

"Hungry ghost?!" Xu Lexian exclaimed in shock.

This ghost is amazingly powerful and tyrannical, and likes to eat people!
And, this is just the beginning.

The space of the black hole kept twisting, and hungry ghosts rushed out one after another. They smelled the smell of strangers, and rushed towards the soldiers frantically.

There were exclamations and screams one after another.

This is the supernatural power of ghosts and Buddhas, the way of hungry ghosts in the six realms of reincarnation!

"How long do you think it will take for them to eat up the people in the city?" Ghost Buddha sneered.

With a sharp swing of the knife, he chopped a hungry ghost in half, and Lieying roared angrily: "Damn, why are there so many of these things?!"

Turning around and looking, a soldier of Marquis Wu's army had already been bitten into half of his body, and he kept spitting blood from his mouth.

Lieying opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Even though he had experienced countless life and death, but every time this time came, he still felt uncomfortable.

Knowing that he would not live long, the man squeezed out a smile, and said intermittently with the last of his strength: "General, there is no need to be like this, Marquis Wu, never fear death!"

These words seemed to have exhausted his last strength, the man lowered his head and lost his breath.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers turned their grief and indignation into strength: "Marquis Wu, kill!"

But the gap between the enemy and the enemy is really too big. It would be fine if there is only one hungry ghost. With such a large number, no low-level warrior can fight against it.

The roar of the gunpowder explosion knocked down the hungry ghost, and all the soldiers rushed up to kill him.

However, the amount of gunpowder is limited, and there are only a few such scenarios.

The golden-winged roc is also obeying Qin Feng's order to harvest hungry ghosts with wind blades. However, there are too many hungry ghosts, and there are corpses of ghosts that need to be disposed of.

The King of Chu looked at the soldiers who were constantly sacrificing, his brows were furrowed, but he was helpless.

Battles with disparity in strength like this have always been filled with the lives of soldiers.

Qin Feng wiped off the filth from the corners of his mouth and felt much better, but the golden feathers on the top of the golden-winged roc's head were no longer as bright as before
He looked down at the entire battle situation, killing was everywhere.

Even if a dozen soldiers join forces to fight against a hungry ghost, it is still like hitting a stone with an egg.

But even so, no one flinched!
They fought bravely, they shouted and roared.

This is a great soldier!

Qin Feng took a deep breath and took out the calligraphy from his bosom. Although he didn't know whether what he would write next could become a cultural treasure and be useful in the battle of the soldiers, he wanted to give it a try.

"Fly more steadily." Qin Feng urged.

The golden-winged roc didn't know why, but he did it anyway.

The blood in his heart was surging, and the past poems flashed across his mind, and the thunderous righteousness in the sea of ​​gods seemed to feel something, and began to surge, and even the immortal energy on the questioning platform appeared strange.

Righteousness mixed with fairy energy flowed into the dragon beard nib that Cang Feilan had given him earlier, and the big golden characters jumped out on the rice paper.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and the King of Chu sensed the change. He turned his head and saw Qin Feng's whole body glowing with a layer of white-gold light.

His eyes moved down and landed on the rice paper. The King of Chu couldn't help but widen his eyes, and saw——

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!

Vega is back home!

Ander warrior Xi guards the Quartet! "

The moment the pen fell, the Dragon Beard Brush, which was like a treasure, shattered inch by inch, and the golden characters left the rice paper, floating in the air, and a strong wind suddenly blew up!

The fresh air submerged into the strong wind, swept over the soldiers who were still fighting bravely in Qiongyu City below.

And then a shocking scene appeared!
For wounded soldiers, the wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

White light adhered to the surface of the soldiers' bodies, and the claw strikes that the hungry ghosts could have killed only left a claw mark on them!
What made the soldiers even more puzzled but excited was that they were able to sense each other when they gathered in one place.

And use this to gather the power of everyone to exert a power far beyond their personal strength.

This power can even shake a hungry ghost!
All the soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know why such changes occurred, it was time for them to avenge those comrades who died!

"kill!"

With an inexplicable deterrence in the sound, it actually suppressed the tyrannical hungry ghost.

There were countless screams again, but this time, the voices were not from human soldiers, but from those hungry ghosts!

(End of this chapter)