Chapter 109: Ghost Sword

At the border of the Canaan Empire, on Island No. 508, a siege broke out.

The attackers were the Nancy Armored Corps, known for their iron-blooded ferocity and good at attacking cities.

Nancy hoped to invest a large number of troops in order to quickly capture this island as a breakthrough point into Canaan.

It can also serve as an important base for expeditions, convenient for rest and transportation.

As a border island, the Canaan Empire built the island town into an iron barrel.

The city walls were high and strong, with more than 50,000 elite soldiers stationed as a defensive force.

A large number of explosions and roars sounded on the top of the wall, and the sound waves were higher than one wave.

On the high slope, Liu Ziliang and Wang Yu stared at the high wall.

"This wall is made of the sea heart stone mine on the main star of Canaan, which is known as the strongest material in the country. Now it seems that the rumor is true. Even such a large amount of gas explosion stone cannot blow it up."

Liu Ziliang shook his head.

"If the Tongjia Army wants to gnaw on this hard bone this time, I'm afraid it will have to pay a big price."

Wang Yu nodded. This city wall is indeed the strongest he has ever seen.

Canaan must have spent a lot of effort and money to build it here.

His eyes swept across the front row of the Tongjia Army.

There was a row of officers there, wearing the thickest and heaviest military armor, like a siege beast, bearing the opponent's attacks and constantly attacking the city gate, with great momentum.

Even if they were pierced by arrows and spears, they didn't even frown.

They pulled out the arrows that shot into their bodies, and their blood burned, and the wounds healed quickly.

That's right, these are brothers who practiced the immortal method.

This Tongjia Corps is said to have the most immortals in the military, and now it seems to be true.

With them as the front row to resist the opponent's output, they can indeed minimize casualties.

Just looking at the soldiers who were stacked with the thickest armor, their whole bodies were pierced like hedgehogs, and they still laughed wildly and shouted that it didn't hurt.

Wang Yu was silent. Is this the living environment of the immortals?

A world where only the immortals are hurt has indeed been achieved.

If Wang Yu was just a pure immortal, he would probably be in it now and be shot into a sieve.

Liu Ziliang's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Those guys on the opposite side are about to get restless, let's go in!"

"Well, don't rush too far forward this time, let's win in a safe way." Wang Yu nodded and reminded again.

This Liu Ziliang is good in everything, but he is not stable enough in battle, and sometimes he will fight in the battle.

Obviously, they are only responsible for the task of beheading, but he turned them into battlefield berserkers.

Liu Ziliang smiled, "Okay."

The two acted quickly, and the air flow under Wang Yu's feet surged, and he suddenly accelerated and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Liu Ziliang was also stunned when he saw it.

He didn't even notice where Wang Yu's figure went for a while.

"Stronger again?"

Although Liu Ziliang has been partnering with Wang Yu for some time, he still can't figure out how strong Wang Yu's real limit is.

Even, he has a ridiculous feeling from time to time. Is he really stronger than Wang Yu?

Although he has the responsibility to protect Wang Yu on weekdays, it seems that Wang Yu has never needed his help to protect him.

He rarely sees Wang Yu put himself in danger.

Wang Yu quickly passed through a bush at the foot of the mountain.

He can fly more than ten meters in one step.

Driven by the airflow, he seemed to be flying close to the ground, and the movement was not loud, only a slight wind sound was produced.

With his breath concealed, his presence was extremely low, like a ghost.

From time to time, he looked outside the bushes, and Liu Ziliang was running fast not far away.

Although Liu Ziliang has the eighth level of blood burning cultivation, he is not inferior to the other party in terms of speed.

He can even rely on the airflow to push into the sky, but Liu Ziliang can't.

These noble family children are not omnipotent.

"Die!"

Near the high wall, a Canaan officer jumped down from the top of the wall, holding two two-meter-long thick iron hammers.

The hammers were full of barbs, looking extremely heavy and ferocious.

They fell down like a monster, and the iron hammers hit the ground, creating two deep pits.

Several soldiers of the Tongjia Army were unable to dodge and were directly smashed into a bloody mess, deader than dead.

"Nancy's bastards, die!"

This man was mad, and his blood was surging all over his body, extremely powerful.

In a few breaths, he cleared the Tongjia Army under the wall, and no one was his opponent!

At this moment, Liu Ziliang came, his blade was cold and white, with a hint of frost.

It flashed past the enemy general.

Clang!

The enemy general was shocked, raised the iron hammer to block, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He knew very well that he almost died just now.

He looked at Liu Ziliang with a fierce look, roared and smashed the hammer down.

"Nine turns of burning blood!" Liu Ziliang took two steps back, his face more serious.

The hammer fell to the ground, and a shock wave with a trace of bright red blood rushed in all directions.

Those armored soldiers who wanted to surround him were knocked down by the impact.

Liu Ziliang held the knife and also entered the blood burning state. The frost on the knife was much thicker, and the temperature around it also dropped by several degrees.

This is the direct inheritance of their Liu family. It draws the power of ice soul into the knife. It is a very mysterious and superior blood burning method.

Wang Yu had been jealous for a long time since the beginning, but unfortunately, this Liu family's unique skill will never be passed on.

"Ice soul? Very good, Nancy Liu family's children! I like to kill people from you families the most!" The enemy general was not surprised but happy.

"Arrogant!" Liu Ziliang's eyebrows were covered with a layer of light frost, and his temperament changed like a mountain ice lotus, and he went straight to the other side.

The two sides fought fiercely.

In this high-level battle, the surrounding soldiers and warriors basically couldn't intervene and could only retreat.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, it has always been like this.

Liu Ziliang's combat power is needless to say, and there have been many precedents of cross-level killing of enemies.

However, this time the enemy general was also extremely powerful, with a strong body, especially in terms of strength and reaction speed.

Although he was swinging a two-meter iron hammer, he did not seem heavy at all, and blew up whirlwinds with strong destructive power.

Liu Ziliang's skills were outstanding, but he had a disadvantage in cultivation after all. Just when he was about to get into a hard fight, a white light appeared and silently wiped the back of the enemy's neck.

The madman suddenly pulled away, turned around so fast that he left an afterimage, and smashed down with a hammer.

Bang!

The sudden collision of power and the huge impact caused the surrounding stones to fly out like bullets.

Compared with the huge iron hammer, Wang Yu's Starry Knife looked slender, but the power that Wang Yu burst out could compete with this madman.

"The intelligence is indeed correct. There must be a ghost knife next to the Liu family's children!"

The other party laughed wildly, his eyes staring like copper bells, and the exaggerated muscles of his arms bulged one by one.

But no matter how hard he tried, the hammer in his hand just couldn't hit the ground.

Until Wang Yu pulled away.

The hammer smashed the ground into pieces.

"Ghost Knife..." Wang Yu's mouth twitched.

I don't know when, his nickname without any style spread on the battlefield.

Especially in Canaan, it was quite widespread.

This has a lot to do with the way he appeared on the battlefield.

Since he left Chen Wenlin's army and was assigned a separate task, he often wandered around the battlefield.

Relying on silent leg skills, the ability to conceal his breath, and the high success rate of beheading the sword with his mind.

He assassinated one enemy officer after another like a ghost.

Often he beheaded the enemy with one knife and then withdrew, and the enemy had no time to react, and Wang Yu had disappeared.

Gradually, he got the nickname of Ghost Knife.

It frightened countless officers in Canaan.

Often, where the Ghost Knife appeared, the officers nearby could not sleep peacefully.

It was precisely because of this that Wang Yu was on Canaan's blacklist and became the target of hunting.

To be honest, Wang Yu did not like this title, but it could not change the stereotype of him in the eyes of the enemy.

Although this enemy general was crazy, he was no less terrified.

The intelligence did not mention that the power of this Ghost Knife could reach the same level as him!

What the hell is this? !

A Ghost Knife, plus the direct descendant of the Liu family...

The madman did not hesitate and took advantage of this time to throw the smoke for help into the sky.

On the other side, Wang Yu and Liu Ziliang set off at the same time.

Wang Yu concentrated his mind to fight this enemy general head-on.

On the battlefield, his mind-controlled sword was rarely blocked.

And those who could block his sword were, without exception, tough bones.

Two against one.

Although Wang Yu was only at the sixth level of Burning Blood, his real combat power could no longer be measured by his level of cultivation.

In the battle, the threat he brought to Madman was even greater than that of Liu Ziliang.

For no other reason, because if Wang Yu used his mind to control the sword again, Madman himself was not sure if he could block it again.

And if he failed to block it, the result would be that he would be cut in half.

Although the combat cooperation between Wang Yu and Liu Ziliang could not be said to be spiritual communication, they were also well-matched.

No matter how strong Madman was, he was suppressed and breathless.

Liu Ziliang suddenly seized the opportunity to burst his blood, and his blood condensed into frost, and he cut off one of Madman's arms with a knife.

Madman turned around and wanted to escape, but he was met with Wang Yu's calm eyes and a white light.

"It's over!" Madman's heart was cold, "Ghost knife!"

The next moment, Madman's head and body were separated.

"Don't call me that..." Wang Yu muttered unhappily.

Liu Ziliang opened his mouth and spit out a breath of cold air, and then said solemnly.

"Hurry up!"

Wang Yu originally wanted to touch the corpse, but suddenly he also sensed the fierce aura on the high wall.

He immediately ran away without saying a word.

The most taboo on the battlefield is to be too greedy. Some corpses can be touched, but some cannot be touched.

"You want to run away after killing someone, both of you stay here!"

A strong sword energy shot down from the high wall, killing more than ten soldiers along the way, and headed straight for Wang Yu and the other two.

Seeing this, Liu Ziliang gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around to block the sword energy.

"I'll do it." Wang Yu moved first.

He took a deep breath, and then his blood and qi burned to the extreme, and his mind was completely calm.

All the noisy sounds around him stopped at this moment.

His eyes lit up, and at this moment, Liu Ziliang's movements slowed down, and the oncoming sword energy also slowed down.

The dust floating in the air slowed down, one by one, at this moment, it was clearly visible!

Then, he forced the basic sword technique to the eighth level and suddenly slashed out with a sword.