Chapter 67

The iron chain spanning the two banks of the Flying Immortal Ferry weighed tens of thousands of jin, and being thrown out by Song Zhong in a circle, it possessed the power of a million jin.

Smashing into the floodwater was like detonating a nuclear bomb on the water surface, splashing water and waves that drenched the nearby mountain peaks.

With such force, if it had hit the "fire dragon" formed by the Fire Crow Army head-on, it would have smashed the "fire dragon" to pieces.

Just like a Lego "fire dragon" being thrown hard onto the ground, its parts flying everywhere.

Song Zhong's target was still the Marquis of Lieyang, who was at the dragon claw position.

At that moment, Seeing Xiao Yu Yu, who was at the dragon claw, began to consider "abandoning ship and fleeing."

—If the three-thousand Fire Crow formation were broken, and she fell back into the flood, could she persist to the edge of the Flying Immortal Ferry cliff while enduring Lei Yuanzi's fire wheel thunder? As the flood crossed the cliff and fell into the thousand-meter-deep abyss, smashing into the surging and roaring Transforming Dragon River, the probability of surviving seemed not low...

As a result, the "fire dragon" made an elegant turn and tail-flick, dodging the smashing iron chain cleanly.

Not only did Song Zhong miss, but the "fire dragon" also appeared exceptionally relaxed.

"Such a huge and cumbersome military formation, composed of millions of knights with independent thoughts, can actually move so flexibly and so stylishly?"

Seeing Xiao Yu Yu was both relieved and very surprised, while also becoming more curious about the "Military Dao Military Formation Technique."

She didn't harass Song Changqing, but only sighed in her heart, trying to simulate the belief in the Marquis of Lieyang with her own soul in the way of cultivating the fierce tiger divine intent, attempting to integrate herself into the military formation.

"Boom rumble, boom rumble!"

Song Zhong tried several more times, pulling the iron chain back, accelerating it in a circle, and throwing it out, but it was dodged easily by the fire dragon every time.

Moreover, the fire dragon also used its mouth and claws to collide with Zhou Lang's flying swords continuously; one could see sparks flying at the collision points, which was dazzling.

"Water Dragon, help me!"

Dou Yilin's expression was solemn as he threw out eight more talisman papers, turning them into eight green dragons.

This time, the green dragons didn't besiege the fire dragon but bit the iron spike at one end of the iron chain in the water, circling the fire dragon rapidly.

No matter how stylishly the fire dragon wandered, it was still entangled by the iron chain around its waist.

"Song Zhong, trap it; Lei Yuanzi, Zhou Lang, whatever ultimate moves you have at the bottom of the box, bring them all out!"

The thunderstorm became more violent.

The sword light became sharper and more dazzling.

And this time they had an understanding, slightly avoiding the Marquis of Lieyang at the dragon head position and placing more power on the Western knights in the "fire dragon torso" section.

Song Changqing clearly felt the pressure rising rapidly.

As the dragon claw at the waist and abdomen, he was pulling hard on the iron chains entangled on the fire dragon's body.

But purple-red thunder and dazzling sword energy kept falling on the "dragon claw," burning the dragon claw to a crisp—the armored knights near him were scorched by the thunder, and some couldn't hold on, had already left the Fire Crow Army formation, were rolled away by the turbulent flood, and became a piece of the scales falling off the "fire dragon."

Sharp sword energy also occasionally penetrated the "dragon scales," leaving conspicuous cuts on the surface of their armor.

Finally, the straw that broke the camel's back appeared.

Song Zhong used his fist to hammer the iron spike at the other end of the iron chain into the top of the Nanshan cliff, then strode back to the Flying Immortal Ferry, pulled out another iron chain, and swung it round to smash at the "fire dragon." The "fire dragon" struggled desperately, wanting to dodge, but couldn't break free from the binding of the previous chain.

"Boom~~~~"

The "fire dragon" was smashed in half at the waist; the front half of the "fire dragon" could still maintain the "dragon body."

The back half of the "dragon body," disconnected from the formation's energy, had its surface firelight disappear, splitting back into individual knights screaming and struggling.

However, they didn't scream for long.

After dispersing into individual knights, they were immediately rolled into the surging flood, not even splashing a single wave.

"The flying sword is coming, don't get distracted!"

Seeing Xiao Yu Yu shouted, leaped, stepped on Song Changqing's shoulders with both feet, drew the Dragon Kiss Sword, and swung out a three-zhang-long blood-red "sword energy," colliding head-on with the immortal sword that had taken advantage of the opening.

"Clang~~~~"

The long and loud sound of metal colliding made Song Changqing, who was directly below, shiver: That was close, almost split in two by the flying sword.

Slightly recovering from the fear and lingering terror, he had another deep doubt, "How did you—you actually integrated into the three-thousand Fire Crow formation and replaced me, becoming a key node in the formation?!"

"Hehe, that's right, I'm also a Fire Crow Army soldier now; it's actually quite simple," Seeing Xiao Yu Yu laughed proudly.

The process of integrating into the military formation was so smooth that even she was surprised.

She didn't know how the Shu Kingdom elite trained in the past; anyway, she followed what Song Changqing said, imitating the process of cultivating the fierce tiger divine intent, to carefully feel the "Fire Crow Divine Intent" of the military formation.

Battle techniques, military energy circulation, true origin breathing—she felt none of these.

She immersed her spirit in her purple mansion to feel the flame-shaped "military soul" on Song Changqing's body, clearly feeling a kind of belief.

It wasn't just loyalty and trust in the Marquis of Lieyang, but more of a strong collective belief of "all soldiers are brothers, sharing a common hatred, unified will, unified power, and working together against the enemy."

This belief was the "divine intent" of the three-thousand Fire Crow formation.

At that moment, Seeing Xiao Yu Yu's mind seemed to hear the voices of thousands of Great Qin soldiers singing "Qin Wind · No Clothes" in unison: How can you say you have no clothes? I share my robes with you... share my hatred with you... work with you... walk with you...

Once she recognized and established this belief, even if she didn't understand the military formation techniques of the Central Plains at all, Seeing Xiao Yu Yu naturally became a part of the "three-thousand Fire Crow Army."

And then it was even simpler.

She had no internal qi?

It didn't matter; her comrades in the army had it, and the Marquis of Lieyang was also one of her comrades.

She couldn't stand firm?

Impossible! She had already been recognized by the military formation and became a dragon claw on the "fire dragon."

The dragon claw grew firmly on the fire dragon; there was absolutely no such thing as "not standing firm."

"Brothers, follow my command, let's waste that bastard Zhou Lang first!"

Seeing Xiao Yu Yu pointed with her toe, causing Song Changqing's body to lean forward, lying on the horse's back, while she stepped on his spine like a skateboard, her right hand holding the Dragon Kiss Sword high, letting out a long whistle.

Establishing belief by simulating the fierce tiger divine intent with her soul and then integrating into the military formation was not difficult.

But it was very, very difficult to express her own will at will within the military formation.

She couldn't make the "dragon claw" move at all.

She had replaced Song Changqing and become a main node of the dragon claw, but she was not the entirety of the dragon claw.

There were dozens of armored knights nearby cooperating with her, forming the "dragon claw" together with her.

"Guan Zhong, look here!" Li Qing shouted, causing Guan Zhong to turn his head to look.

In short, she was only integrated into the military formation, not leading it.

The difficulty of the Military Dao Military Formation Technique was not how to join it.

Many soldiers were illiterate and didn't understand principles; if the threshold for integrating into the military formation were set too high, how could a military formation be formed?

What was truly difficult was building the platform of the military formation!

It was the Marquis of Lieyang who built the three-thousand Fire Crow Army; he was the military leader and also the "dragon head."

The Marquis of Lieyang heard her long whistle—actually, she didn't need to shout; he could feel the fighting will of every soldier in the military formation and could also impose his will on anyone—he probably hesitated for a while, and then Seeing Xiao Yu Yu felt as if she were like a fish in water.

She seemed to have an illusion that the dozens of armored knights nearby were all part of her own body... It wasn't quite that nimble, more like an exoskeleton assisting body movement.

The most direct effect was that Seeing Xiao Yu Yu's short sword either stabbed or picked, and the dragon claw's five toes, with the middle finger bent, just happened to avoid the whistling zhang-long sword light, and the dragon wrist turned cleverly, with the bent middle toe flicking lightly, hitting the middle of the flying sword.

"Clang~~~~"

The flying sword let out a mournful cry and was actually flicked away.

Then the dragon claw didn't stop, and its movements were even more nimble.

When another flying sword stabbed the fire dragon's upper abdomen, it closed two toes, like a human sword finger, and poked the flying sword lightly.

There was actually a trace of sword intent.

"Boom—crack~~~"

The flying sword, which had originally emitted a dragon roar, let out a mournful sound again, shed its zhang-long sword energy coat, revealed a three-foot snow-bright long sword, and stayed there, trembling uncontrollably.

The dragon claw was not polite, and its moves were extremely sharp, grabbing the three-foot flying sword in its claw and squeezing hard.

"Crack crack~~~"

The flying sword was actually as brittle as a thin pancake, and crystal-clear fragments scattered from between the claw gaps.

The several moves were connected together, looking elegant and natural, but actually extremely swift and sharp.

"This, what is going on?" Song Changqing, who was lying on the horse's back, was stunned.

The Shu Kingdom armored knights who were part of the dragon claw and had flicked away one flying sword and crushed another were also in a dream, feeling very unreal.

"Very good, continue."

In the Marquis of Lieyang's calm and composed voice, there was also a trace of astonishment that was difficult to detect.

Through the connection with the military formation's energy, his voice went directly into Seeing Xiao Yu Yu's mind.

Seeing Xiao Yu Yu not only received the boss's commendation, but her thoughts spread rapidly, and she took control of another dragon claw—the fire dragon originally had four claws, but its body was severed from the middle by the iron chain, leaving only two claws, and now both claws were controlled by Seeing Xiao Yu Yu.

The two dragon claws cooperated with each other, and the moves became more and more exquisite and light.

Either bending the toes to flick, or grabbing swiftly, or bringing the sword with the claw...

Not only were the seven flying swords circling the fire dragon crushed one after another, but the iron chains entangled on the dragon body were also slashed and broken by the dragon claw sword energy.

Zhou Lang, who was controlling the flying swords, had a pale face and spat out a mouthful of blood; the two remaining flying swords cried mournfully, detached from the flood, and returned to the sword box behind him.

Song Zhong, who was pulling the iron chains, pulled empty air, retreated seven or eight steps before stabilizing his figure, and looked at the neatly cut iron chains, feeling both angry and shocked.

Dou Yilin landed on the mountaintop to the north and helped the swaying Zhou Lang, asking in shock: "What's going on? Why did you take back the flying swords and spit blood?"

"I destroyed five life-bound flying swords; it's that little barbarian dog, it must be her, I can sense her sword intent!

She integrated into the three-thousand Fire Crow formation and was reused by the Marquis of Lieyang; now it is almost she who is controlling the three-thousand Fire Crow military formation... Damn it, she not only has the innate Great Sword Dao Guan Shentong but also the talent to become a divine general!"

Zhou Lang gritted his teeth, his expression twisted, his eyes filled with pain and intense jealousy.

"Who is the little barbarian dog? You are a Sword Immortal; who can use sword intent to destroy your flying swords?" Dou Yilin asked in disbelief.

"That little barbarian dog ate the Bone-Changing Elixir, her Sword Dao Guan Shentong reached Great Completion, and with the power of the Fire Crow military formation, every move she made landed on the weakest point of the flying sword.

I didn't even know that my own sword moves had such fatal flaws; it's simply incredible.

Every move and style of mine was like accompanying her in a play, she—"

"Boom!"

Before Zhou Lang could finish speaking, a bright red splash of water exploded in the surging flood.

The "fire dragon" finally leaped out of the water, opened its mouth, and spat a flame long spear toward the east.

"Whoosh——" The flame long spear was as swift as thunder; when it reached the Monk Miao, he didn't even notice.

"Boom!"

The treasure bottle in the fat white monk's hand shattered into pieces in the exploding firelight, and at the same time, his limbs were scattered.

A thick black energy rushed out from the broken treasure bottle.

The black energy was like a thousand-zhang python dragon, whistling into the sky, dyeing the blue sky for a thousand li around black.

In an instant, within a thousand li of the Flying Immortal Ferry, it was raining like a waterfall.

After the rainwater dispersed, the flood in the Flying Immortal Ferry valley slowed down.

The water level was still falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Sun-Shooting failed, retreat quickly!" Zhou Lang's already pale face added endless terror.

Without waiting for Dou Yilin's response, he had already merged with his sword, turning into a sword light, and disappeared into the horizon with the help of the rain clouds filling the sky.

Dou Yilin was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, "Fool, we still have a trump card, why are you running!"

"Marquis of Lieyang, look here!"

A loud shout came from the south hillside.

It was the last of the "Western Eight Immortals," the Military Immortal Sun Jinbiao.