Chapter 264
Just a few months after leaving the desert, there were already twenty third-level god-refining warriors among the three hundred old soldiers.
According to the nine-grade martial arts system of the Great Yan court, if a third-grade martial artist defected to the court, he would be a third-grade military official. Although he had no real power, a third-grade military officer would be a third-grade official and would have the official title of "sanhao general".
There are certainly not many officials like "general", even if they have a false title.
Even among the hundreds of personal flying fish guards currently guarding the emperor, there are only twenty-four or five of them who can reach the third rank.
"Hold on, I have the advantage." The leader of the Feiyu Guards who just blocked Hai Siyuan's sword shouted:
"This is the palace. As long as we hold on for a little while, reinforcements will arrive."
"These rebellious ministers and traitors are attacked from both sides and are destined to die!"
While speaking, the long sword in his hand burst out with clear light, as fast as the wind, and slashed towards Hai Siyuan's chest and abdomen.
Unexpectedly, Hai Siyuan didn't seem to care and just slashed at his head with a knife.
This seems to be a game of mutual destruction. The competition is about who gives in first and who can't help but return to defense.
The first-grade Feiyuwei was not timid at all. He practiced the "Quick Wind Sword" and was best at quick attacks, not to mention that he already had the upper hand.
When he pierced Hai Siyuan's chest, the opponent's sword had not yet struck him...
Just in this flash of lightning, Feiyu Wei suddenly felt alarmed, and goosebumps appeared on his skin... But he had exhausted all his strength at this time, how could he have any remaining strength to hold back?
I saw two swords being handed over from the side, one of which was placed in front of Hai Siyuan to block Fei Yuwei's stab.
The other knife struck Feiyuwei's waist, and it was the two old soldiers who rushed over from the side who took action.
Two knives were applied to his body, and there was a flash of blood. The first-grade Flying Fish Guard suffered two deep cuts on his waist and neck, and fell to the ground exhausted as blood spurted out.
"We work together seamlessly, and we are comrades who have each other's back..." The Feiyu Guard covered his throat, but his eyes widened:
"No, this should be beyond the scope of tacit understanding and cooperation."
He fell to the ground exhausted and looked around the palace from the corner of his eye. He saw other veterans using similar tactics.
One person is holding back, and two or three people are cooperating to take action. If one person moves a little slower, both sides will be injured, and blood will be splashed on the spot.
But the cooperation between these veterans is terrifying. They don't need verbal instructions or even eye contact, but they can cooperate seamlessly and put each other's lives at risk...
This has gone beyond their understanding of "veterans of hundreds of battles".
This is like the difference between an internal strength martial artist and a spiritual martial artist.
The former relies more on fighting experience to dodge attacks; while the latter can already rely on beast-like keen intuition to avoid danger in advance.
But beast-like keen intuition also has limitations. Sometimes when encountering a stronger god-refining warrior, even the intuition may be misled. A god-refining warrior who relies too much on his intuition will often die miserably.
Hai Wuya stood in the battle formation, observing the battlefield around him, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Is this some kind of special Qimen martial arts?" he asked.
"Yes, it's the "Military Dao Lingxi Jue" created by my brother Li Changge." Li Changshi said next to him.
The same "Lingxi Jue" gradually evolved in different directions under the separate deductions of Li Changge and Wu Shengren.
The original "Lingxi Jue" was created by Li Changge for his wife, Mrs. Bai. Even if they are separated from each other, they can still sense their location remotely. It is not a martial art born for fighting.
The "Military Dao Lingxi Jue" was created by Li Changge when he was trapped in the isolated city, in order to enhance the cooperation between soldiers.
Hundreds of people are like one, with the same mind, and every intuitive and sharp god-refining soldier can be each other's ears and eyes, each other's brothers and sisters, and cooperate with each other.
Now the two sides were fighting, and the Feiyu guards suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable and retreated steadily.
These white-headed soldiers seem to be fighting independently, but occasionally they work together to attack, making them impossible to defend against. Every Feiyu Guard seems to be facing the siege of three or four veterans at the same time. How can they remain undefeated?
Yanshenji also saw this scene in his eyes.
"The martial arts of later generations do have new and unique things. This is the progress of martial arts."
"But...the strength is still a bit lacking."
In fact, there are more god-refining warriors among the Feiyu Guards. There are more than twenty people in total. Although there is some simple cooperation, they basically still fight on their own.
On paper, these veterans' martial arts cultivation is not as good as that of the Feiyu Guards, but in life and death fighting, they can be the masters of these Feiyu Guards.
Yanshenji once again brought up the Human King Sword.
If he doesn't take action, his descendants Yonghe Dizhen will fall into the hands of the old soldiers.
Every time he tried to intervene with his sword, Qiao Shuangmao, who was already dying, would suddenly rise up and pester him.
Not only does this Qiao family member not take his own life seriously, his body that is riddled with holes also has amazing vitality, and even the wounds can crawl and repair themselves, which really makes the three-hundred-year-old antique Yan Shenji Eye-opener.
"But it all ends here." Yan Shenji's expression returned to peace:
"The emperor will do it to those who have strong soldiers and horses!"
"So the Great Yan Kingdom Zuo will definitely continue to last."
In this palace, his fist is the biggest.
Therefore, whether he is an assassin or a stranger, he can be used as the Dinghai Divine Needle to ensure the continued existence of the Great Yan royal family.
"Haha, he is indeed the founding emperor of this dynasty, he is quite courageous."
Qiao Mu laughed loudly.
The pores all over his body were bleeding out. The blood was mixed with the blackened skin burned by the lightning strike. It looked very scary.
But his eyes were very bright, because he had already seen the opportunity to turn defeat into victory in the fight just now.
For a martial artist, the Flame God Machine is a quite formidable opponent.
He was a martial arts genius in his early years. Three hundred years ago, he swept across the Nine Provinces and became invincible in the world. He held the Human King Sword and founded the Great Yan Dynasty.
Not to mention the Flame God Machine that will live for more than two hundred years.
With the support of the Great Yan Royal Family for more than two hundred years, Yan Shenji has consumed countless treasures collected by the Great Yan Dynasty over the years.
Among these heavenly materials and earthly treasures, the main ones are to increase internal energy and extend life span, but there are also some exotic fruits that can cleanse the menstruation and cut the marrow and change the physical constitution.
Regardless of the qi, blood and internal energy, over the long years, relying on numerous treasures of heaven, materials and earth, they have accumulated to a height that has long surpassed ordinary people.
A martial arts prodigy who has practiced martial arts for three hundred years is enough to practice each martial arts to perfection, and even reach a state of perfection.
As a three hundred year old antique, he is the same type of martial artist as Qiao Mu.
His qi, blood, inner energy, and skills have all far surpassed those of ordinary people.
When he appeared as a young man, his true strength was revealed.
The physical body's Qi and blood are slightly inferior, and the physical body of Yanshenji in his peak youth is enough to compete with the current Qiao Mu.
This is a krypton gold giant who grew up relying on the resources of a mortal dynasty.
He is also the founding emperor, with extraordinary courage and vision. He looks like a hexagonal warrior with no shortcomings.
No shortcomings?
Qiao Mu laughed heartily, and his sharp eyes were like the edge of a sword, locking on the Flame God Machine.
The battle between the god-refining warriors was not only a battle of moves and martial arts, but also a battle of minds. He had already seen a slight flaw in the mind of Great Yan Taizu.
"Yanshenji, do you really want to take action against those veterans?" Qiao Mu gathered up his strength and summoned up his last inner energy, his voice like spring thunder, resounding throughout the palace:
"As the founding emperor, you have extraordinary courage. You have created great achievements in troubled times. You dare to call immortals as your subjects and kneel down to worship..."
"Since you are such a hero..."
"Then where were you during the Inhuman War forty years ago?"
Yan Shenji's sword swing did not pause, but his eyes changed slightly.
"There can be many reasons for being timid." Qiao Mu said loudly:
"It could be to be indifferent to worldly affairs, it could be to be greedy for immortality, it could be to have the overall situation in mind, it could be to protect future generations and protect the immortality of your royal family..."
"You know the reason yourself."
Qiao Mu pointed at the Jinluan Palace and charged with all his strength. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Emperor Yonghe's Hai Siyuan and other soldiers:
"These old veterans, these traitors and traitors who have committed crimes below, were all soldiers of Great Yan in the past! They are the soldiers who have defended the isolated city for forty years without retreating, and have always carried Great Yan in their hearts!"
"In the Alien War forty years ago, they were the ones who went to die on the battlefield, not you!"
The sound of the trees was like thunder, resounding throughout the Jinluan Palace, drowning out the sounds of other soldiers fighting and shouting.
Yanshenji was silent for a moment, and the Human King Sword he lifted paused in the air without swinging it down.
This is indeed a hurdle that he cannot overcome, and it is also a thorn in his heart as the "founding emperor of Great Yan".
Three hundred years ago, Yan Shenji was a genius of a generation, unrivaled in the world, with no flaw in his mind or will.
Three hundred years later, the Yanshenji will be far superior to the past in terms of Qi, blood and internal strength, and its strength is not the same as in the past.
Except for one thing.
His state of mind.
The three-hundred-year-old antique is really no longer young. Even though he was full of glory in the past, the sun is setting today.
Even though his strength is better than before, his energy and blood are not weak at three hundred years old, and his body is not old, his heart is already old.
When he was young, he was full of energy and wanted to compete with the sky. He dared to raise his butcher knife to the emperor.
When you get older, you will know how to show mercy to your talents, how to take the overall situation into consideration, how to tolerate your plans, and how to take a step back to open up the world.
The flaw in the Flame God Machine is not in the martial arts, but in the heart.
In the past, he was a reckless hero who overthrew the old dynasty.
Today he is the anchor of the current dynasty.
So when he faced strangers interfering in politics, and encountered the nine immortal sects interfering in politics in the Great Yan Dynasty.
He did not appear on the alien battlefield, but after becoming a royal Dinghaishenzhen who did not care about worldly affairs in the palace, his state of mind showed flaws.
"Qiao Shuangmao...you are very discerning."
Yanshenji's eyes were stern:
"I'm already old. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Now that things have happened, he feels a little envious of the Qiao family in front of him.
From Yan Shenji's point of view, he and Qiao Shuangtuo were the only two immortals in the world of Kyushu, and their lifespans were far longer than those of ordinary people.
He was once the founding emperor of Dayan, but now his heart has grown old.
And this Qiao Shuangmao was much older than him.
But after careful consideration and understanding of the price he had to pay, he could do such a ridiculous thing as breaking into the palace alone.
Hot-blooded impulsiveness is a matter for young people, but this person is older than him, but he can still act with such enthusiasm regardless of the cost.
Compared to Emperor Yonghe, who was a blood relative separated by many generations, Yan Shenji felt more sympathy for Qiao Shuangtuo, an old immortal of the same era.
"When people get old, they have to accept their old age." Qiao Mu, 375 years old, said this when he mentioned the King of Qin Sword:
"Yanshenji, it doesn't really matter what your answer is."
"To evaluate a person, don't look at what he says, but look at what he does... You have lived in the palace for forty years and have already made your choice."
At this time, he was already standing in front of the Jinluan Palace, standing between Yanshenji and more than two hundred old soldiers, like a high human-shaped wall, separating the two.
The meaning is obvious.
Hai Siyuan and other veterans would not just watch Qiao Mu die in battle, then pat their butts and leave.
And so does he.
If Yan Shen Ji, who holds the Human King Sword, intervenes, none of the old soldiers can block his edge.
This Dinghai Shenzhen indeed has the power to turn the tide of a war with one person.
Then, it’s time for the tree to die.
As he questioned Yan Shenji just now, Qiao Mu's momentum also climbed up step by step, reaching a peak as he continued to build momentum.
The last inner energy in his body exploded. At this moment, his sword was like a bloody sun, emitting a compelling light.
"This is my last inner strength...the demon is disintegrated!"
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique!"
The sword comes out.