Volume 2 Demon Ridge Jingyanggang Chapter 14: Small Boss
With one slash of his sword, Wang Liang scattered the dozen or so skeletons in front of him.
But Wang Liang was not excited about his attack . Instead, he looked at the skeletons solemnly.
He had already seen that these skeletons were immortal. Even if they were killed instantly, they would turn into new skeletons after a short while.
Therefore, there is no point in fighting here. Even if Wang Liang is tired to death, he won’t be able to kill a few skeletons.
Wang Liang pulled the horse back and said to Wang Yi, "Control the horse. If you don't catch up, you will die here."
While Wang Liang was speaking, the skeletons had already started walking onto the road.
They were all dead, but their attacking instinct was still there. Holding spears and daggers, they kept waving their weapons, making the walking space on the road in front of them smaller and smaller.
Wang Liang didn't have time to say anything more to Wang Yi. He jumped back on the horse and rode forward.
After being frightened by Wang Liang, Wang Yi didn't dare to do anything rash. He hugged the horse's neck, closed his eyes and rushed forward.
Fortunately, Wang Liang was very capable. He knew that he couldn't chop off all the skeletons on both sides, so he simply chopped off the skeletons on one side.
As a result, a lot of skeletons on the right side of the road were chopped off, and several horses rushed forward stepping on the skeleton fragments without being affected too much.
But as they rushed further and further forward, Wang Liang slowly felt that something was not right.
The skeletons that rushed out were getting stronger and stronger. At the beginning, Wang Liang could chop down seven or eight of them with one sword, but now he can only chop down one with one sword.
Moreover, the armor on these skeletons became thicker and thicker, and some of them even had things like breastplates on their bodies.
Wang Liang didn't feel too tired. When he was building his foundation, he strengthened his strength and physique. Now his physical strength is equivalent to those of the fierce generals in the late Han Dynasty. Although it has not reached the level of being unstoppable, it is definitely beyond the level of normal people.
In addition, he was riding a horse all the way, so he only needed to swing the sword in his hand and chop it down.
So along the way you just need to use a little more strength in your hands, and you won't be too tired.
But what he was worried about was not this, but the increasingly powerful enemies. These skeleton soldiers were immortal. If he slowed down a step, he would probably be surrounded.
For this, Wang Liang had to rush forward, without even having time to think carefully. When he saw a white shadow flash, he chopped it down with a knife.
Gradually, Wang Liang's control over the Mo Dao also underwent some subtle changes.
The original way the Mo Dao exerts force has also changed.
Before, Wang Liang stepped on the ground with both feet and swung out the Mo Dao with all his strength. With that one blow, even a cavalry charging forward could be chopped into four pieces.
But now Wang Liang himself has become a cavalryman, using the speed of the horse and the strength of one hand to chop down from top to bottom, and the way of exerting force will naturally be different.
Wang Liang waved his arms again and again, trying to increase the power of his Mo Dao again and again. Slowly, he began to integrate the characteristics of Qiankun Wuliang and Qiankun Wuding into his arms.
His arms grew slightly thicker, which was a characteristic of Qiankun Wuliang, enhancing strength and defense.
However, Wang Liang did not strengthen his whole body, but only strengthened his right hand holding the knife.
At the same time, Wang Liang's shoulder axis twisted in a strange way. This is the characteristic of Qiankun Wuding, which allows Wang Liang to make the biggest movement in the smallest range.
Coupled with the impact force of the horse, the power and speed of Wang Liang's sword attack later on were no weaker than the normal Mo Dao attack method.
Just when Wang Liang thought that the attack would continue like this.
Suddenly he heard a ding sound, and the knife he was about to chop with was blocked by someone.
The horse that was charging forward did not stop and actually threw Wang Liang off the ground.
Fortunately, Wang Liang had experience and had even flown in the sky. He reacted immediately to this small situation, twisted his body in mid-air, and landed on the ground.
The moment he landed, Wang Liang saw a general with rotten flesh all over his body. He was wearing fish scale armor, holding a mace in his hand, and wearing a bronze helmet with an animal head on his head.
The flesh on his face was still there, making him look even scarier than those guys who had turned into skeletons.
When Wang Liang landed, this person's eyes turned a little and then stared at Wang Liang.
At this time, Wang Yi's horse also stopped by itself. Wang Yi felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw the guy with rotten flesh on his face .
He was so frightened that he screamed.
"Commander Black, why is it you?"
Wang Liang took a step back and stood next to Wang Yi's horse.
"Do you recognize him?"
"The last time we went to Shangyaoling, the commander of the garrison, Hei Yuanci, was considered the most capable of the garrison nearby. I never thought he would become like this."
Wang Yi swallowed and quickly told everything he knew.
As soon as Wang Liang heard it, he knew that this man was a fierce general among the Yin soldiers, not one of the Four Heavenly Kings.
This made Wang Liang feel much more at ease.
If he really met the Four Heavenly Kings, Wang Liang really had no confidence in saving Wang Yi's life.
"Hide yourself and don't get scratched by the skeletons behind you. Once I kill this guy, we'll rush out."
Wang Liang pointed the sword forward and said, "See the road ahead? There are no other skeletons there. This means that if we kill this guy, we can get out."
Hearing Wang Liang's affirmative words, Wang Yi nodded vigorously, fearing that if he was careless for a moment, Wang Liang would give up on him.
At this moment, Wang Liang didn't even think about Wang Yi's expression. He stared at the eyes of the black commander in front of him, his body slightly bent, his hands tightly grasping the sword, as if he was thinking about where to make the best move.
Wang Liang knew very well that he had plenty of physical strength, but the problem was that the Mo Dao's fighting style was one of life and death determined by a single blow.
Often, if he fails to kill the enemy after a few moves, he will have no other way to deal with it.
So he had to chop down the black commander with one blow.
Thinking of the strength that Commander Black had used to block his attack before, Wang Liang knew that he had to look for a chance of winning from another aspect.
He stared at the Black Commander's body, constantly looking for his weaknesses. Slowly, Wang Liang found that there seemed to be changes in his eyes. Everything else slowly disappeared, leaving only the Black Commander.
At the same time, some strange red lines began to appear on the black commander's body, some thick and some thin.
For some reason, the thinner the red line, the brighter it is.
Wang Liang had a feeling that if he cut along the thinnest one, this evil commander would be finished with just one cut.
Just as Wang Liang was staring at a red line, the black finger moved.
