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942 Holy King Sword Technique

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    Zhang Liang muttered something in a low voice. Although his voice was soft, it reached Yan Lu's ears clearly.

    The latter gently stretched out his hand and patted his arm and said: "Don't say more, the senior brother obviously kept his hands back before. Otherwise, with his speed, even if Meng Tian can lift his feet, he will definitely be injured."  If he is angered, Meng Tian's life will definitely be in danger."

    Zhang Liang was suddenly shocked by Yan Lu's words. What he was thinking about now was not limited to this battle.  Because the meaning of the former's words already contains a lot of hidden information.

    This time Meng Tian and Li Si brought people here, and it was already obvious that the other party was really going to bloodbath Confucianism.

    But even so, Confucianism cannot really turn its back now.  If Fu Nian was forced to have no choice but to kill him, Meng Tian would definitely die.

    Although the latter is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, there is still a certain gap between him and Fu Nian.

    If that situation really happened, the crime of killing a Qin general was not something Confucianism could bear.  By then, everyone here may not even have any hope of survival.

    In fact, it was precisely because of Fu Nian's concerns that he never killed him.  He now wants to suppress his own strength and draw a tie with Meng Tian. In this way, the two sides are in a stalemate and can delay the arrival of Lin Tianyao's support.

    Their plan is nothing short of the best choice at the moment.

    However, Meng Tian has no such worries. What he wants is to defeat Fu Nian, or even kill him.  Deeply under military orders, he would not have any scruples.

    So now Fu Nian is forced into a dilemma.  Because he has no way to accurately control his strength.

    Meng Tian¡¯s moves that deviate from traditional methods are all condensed through blood.  If you are not careful, Fu Nian will face life-threatening danger.

    After being kicked by him, Fu Nian became more determined in his mind. He was even ready to fight to the death.

    Because even if it can be delayed for a period of time, it is impossible to achieve it absolutely.  If Lin Tianyao can come, it means that their Confucianism has the guidance of heaven.  If not, it is doomed.

    Zhang Liang saw this and said that.

    And the hint given by Yan Lu was to let him seize the time and prepare.  Because their current success or failure is related to the life and death of the entire Confucianism.

    Just when Zhang Liangzhong started to figure out his next plan, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.  At that place, a human face appeared.

    And that face is exactly the person he wants to see every day and night - Lin Tianyao.

    Seeing this scene, he finally let go of his worries.  Not even the slightest thought left.

    Seeing that he suddenly changed so much, Yan Lu couldn't help but frowned and said, "Zifang, what are you doing? Right now life and death are at stake, why do you have such an expression? Could it be that you have some plans?"

    Zhang Liang smiled slightly and said: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked. In short, the danger of our Confucianism has been resolved!"

    "oh?"

    Hearing what he said, Yan Lu couldn't help but become even more puzzled.  However, he felt a little relaxed. Zhang Liangke never said anything he was unsure of.

    Looking at the field at this moment, Fu Nian had already stood up.  He looked at Meng Tian with a cold expression and said, "General Meng, I won't hold back anymore, you have to be careful."

    Meng Tian twisted his neck and said with an indifferent expression: "In this case, Mr. Fu Nian must sincerely teach you. Aren't you ready to use your Saint King's sword skills?"

    "Watch out!"

    Without continuing the greeting, Fu Nian suddenly jumped up, his body still showing a posture of head down and feet up in the air.

    Standing upside down, his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the Tai'a Sword, and a little golden light began to appear above the tip of the sword.  Around that, one could faintly see air blades forming in the air.

    Looking at this situation, we can naturally know how sharp the sword energy contained in it is.  It can pierce the air. This level of sharpness is not something ordinary people can withstand.

    This scene instantly made Meng Tian¡¯s face stiffen.  He doesn't have this level of cultivation anyway.  And he was certain that if he rashly attacked, he would definitely be stabbed with holes from head to toe.

    But he had no chance to dodge. Fu Nian's attack was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye.?It was already close to the top of his head.

    Bracing his scalp, Meng Tian turned around, planted his legs into a horse stance, then raised the long sword above his head with both hands and pushed it against Tai'a Sword.

    "boom!"

    The moment the swords collided, the internal forces of both sides collided violently.  The huge air wave fluctuation caused the ground within five meters of Mengtian's feet to begin to collapse.

    Under the pit, dense cracks began to appear on the floor tiles.  Meng Tian's feet were also pressed directly into the ground, directly into his knees.

    "Ms. mist mist"

    A series of sounds came out, making people¡¯s scalps feel numb.  I saw cracks appearing on the long sword in Meng Tian's hand, and then it broke into countless pieces.

    Without the resistance of the long sword, the Tai'a sword drove straight down, like a broken bamboo.  In an instant, it was above Meng Tian's head.

    His helmet seemed to be made of paper. It was directly hit by the raging sword energy, and then was directly stabbed in half and flew to both sides.

    At this moment, Meng Tian¡¯s pupils began to shrink.  His eyes rolled up, staring at the Tai'a sword hanging above his head. Cold sweat was falling on his temples like rain.

    He has been completely defeated. As long as Fu Nian's sword stabs down suddenly, his reputation of galloping on the battlefield will disappear with the wind.

    Closing his eyes gently, Meng Tian had already accepted his fate.  Being able to die in Fu Nian's hands was not a shameful thing for him.

    Seeing him like this, the surrounding Qin troops' hearts sank.  (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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