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Chapter 691: Taking on the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword
It was only one o'clock in the afternoon when the Hun warriors finished drinking the broth, and there were still several hours before dark.

In broad daylight, the Qin army came out of Yanmen Pass, and it was impossible for the Huns not to see it.

In fact, in order to seize the opportunity and achieve success in one battle, Meng Yi mobilized 40,000 cavalry from inside the country.

It is not all the military forces inside the pass, but all the elite cavalry.

All the warriors who could ride horses or had horses to ride came out.

King Zuo Guli was the first to know about such a large-scale military mobilization, and he also arranged his military formation immediately, ready to take advantage of the situation: he placed the military formation outside the camp and attacked the Meng family army coming up from the hillside.

At first, Xiu Ge was not surprised but a little surprised by the Qin army's movements. He thought that Meng Yi would attack the Hun camp early in the morning after receiving the news.

After all, there was quite a commotion in the Hun camp last night, so it was indeed a good opportunity to launch a surprise attack while the army's morale was unstable.

Anyway, if he were Meng Yi, he would definitely not miss this great opportunity.

It was because of this concern that Zhang Yuan urged him to calm the military's morale.

Now that Meng Yi has really come, they have already prepared themselves mentally.

But as the Hun soldiers formed their battle array outside, the battle-hardened captains of thousands and cavalry immediately discovered that the soldiers in their own ranks were somewhat demoralized.

After sitting on the horse's back for only a short while, he began to yawn continuously and his head nodded as if he was fishing.

The centurions who ate from the same trough as the soldiers were very strong themselves and did not think about the problem of food for a while.

"Something's not right."

Xiu Ge glanced at the 30,000 cavalrymen lined up neatly in the rear, then looked to the south at the Qin army that was approaching but never reached the foot of the hillside, and he felt very uneasy.

"Master Zhang, you have noticed that the momentum of our army is much lower than before.

The Qin army on the opposite side seemed to be deliberately stalling for time."

Zhang Yuan is an immortal master and has never been a commander of troops. So his perception of the battlefield situation is actually duller than that of the human immortal generals.

He also saw the soldiers on his side yawning, but he only suspected that it was because of the camp yawning last night and the early morning inspection of spies. The soldiers were exhausted and did not get enough rest.

"What does the king think?" Zhang Yuan asked.

Xiu Ge hesitated and asked, "Master Zhang thinks it's normal for everyone to be in low spirits right now?"

Zhang Yuan opened his spiritual eyes and scanned the soldiers carefully. He said, "They have sufficient vitality and energy. They are not sick, but they are not in a good mood."

He floated in the air, away from the saddle, and came to a yawning warrior.

Before the soldier hurriedly dismounted and saluted, he shouted, "Sit still and let me check your pulse."

The Hun knight wearing a fur hat immediately stretched out both hands and presented them to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan pinched the pulse and felt it for a long time, but did not find anything abnormal.

But he had already seen with his own eyes the abnormality in the army: in the brief moment when he took the pulse, more soldiers in the army were yawning.

"They have been poisoned." The old priest Aguli rode over and said with a grim look on his face.

Zhang Yuan asked in confusion, "Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? I have my doubts too, but their Qi and blood are flowing normally, and there are no toxins growing in their bodies."

Although he is not an expert in using poison, his Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is itself an "old poison".

"It's not an ordinary poison that can harm people. It just makes people drowsy and sleepy." Aguli stretched out his arm and grabbed a sticky lump of something that looked like ointment in his right hand.

"This is the meat scraps from the pot, and there are abnormal herbs in it."

Zhang Yuan dipped a lump of it with his finger and put it in his mouth.

After a moment, he said with an unpleasant expression, "It must be Fairy Feiyu. Not only did that slave girl not leave, she also transformed into a witch doctor in the army."

He still didn't find the poison, but he was sure that the herbal ingredients in the broth this time were very different from before.

Aguli looked embarrassed for a moment.

All the military medical officers are shamans, they are his disciples!
He said quickly: "It is not difficult to dissolve this poison. Give me some time, and prepare a pot of 'Madness Powder' that stimulates the blood and spirit, and it will surely be able to fight poison with poison."

Zhang Yuan frowned and said, "I also know about your Shamanism's 'Madness Powder'.

It can make soldiers enter a frenzy state without feeling pain or fear, and they only care about fighting. They don't feel tired for a certain period of time. Once the effect of the drug wears off, they will immediately collapse to the ground and be unable to move.

Ordinary soldiers could not bear it, and some even became so confused that they could not distinguish between friend and foe.

This powder might be very useful if it was given to a small number of elite soldiers to act as death squads and break through the defense line.

But there are hundreds of thousands of enemies and us on the battlefield, and tens of thousands of people are going crazy together. Meng Yi is not stupid. If he suddenly leads his troops to retreat and distance himself from us, won't we be doomed?"

If you want to be a berserker, you have to go crazy among your enemies.

If the enemy retreats in an orderly manner, won't the berserkers kill each other?

If in the ancient battlefield of Xiaoyu's previous life, one side activated the berserker mode, the other side would be unable to retreat and would inevitably suffer a great defeat if they retreated.

But this world has the art of war and the art of formation!

The aura and will of thousands of soldiers are connected into a whole.

Not to mention retreating in an orderly manner, they can even transform into a "war god form" and glide short distances in the sky.

Just like the Black Wolf Legion of the Huns.

The Huns had taken the Crazy Powder and were unable to even form an army formation.

Not worth it at all.

Aguli was helpless and said, "Of course I know the side effects of Crazy Powder. I will definitely reduce the dosage and try to make some improvements."

Zhang Yuan asked, "How long does it take you to prepare the medicine?"

Aguli glanced at Qin Jun and said in a hoarse voice: "It will take at least an hour."

"The Qin army won't give us an hour."

Zhang Yuan sighed, "I understand. I will try my best to delay them."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Aguli bowed and immediately rode his horse back into the camp.

As soon as Aguli returned to the camp, he started to prepare medicine and boil water to cook the "Crazy Powder". Lu Lingzi, who had been resting with his eyes closed beside Meng Yi, suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his clear eyes.

"General, we must wait at least half an hour before we attack."

He was in the army, still wearing a loose white feather robe, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, constantly calculating.

The target of the calculation was not Aguli or Zhang Yuan.

Pinning them has almost no effect.

Lu Lingzi was calculating the good and bad fortune for the Meng family army in this battle.

No matter what happened on the Huns' side, the Qin army only needed to calculate the best time to attack.

"Half an hour. If the Xiongnu are really planning something, Zhang Yuan will definitely come out and fight to delay the time."

Meng Yi raised his head and glanced toward the sky, but did not see the Feiyu Fairy who was hiding her tracks.

"After two quarters of an hour, I will lead the Black Feather Guards to charge first."

Two quarters of an hour is only half of a half hour, which means two quarters of an hour is left to deal with unknown changes. Lu Lingzi nodded silently to show his agreement.

Two quarters of an hour later, "Woo woo~~~"

An inspiring horn sounded behind the Qin army.

When Yanmen Pass was closed, the sound of war drums also rumbled.

Meng Yi took the lead, but Lu Lingzi sat on his horse without moving and failed to keep up with the main force.

The five thousand Black Feather Guards, wearing black armor, black cloaks, and black iron helmets with long black feathers, slowly accelerated, gradually separated from the main force, and finally formed the simplest Arrow Front Formation behind Meng Yi.

"Damn it, they really won't wait for us for an hour."

Zhang Yuan cursed softly, rode his horse down the hill, and shouted, "Is this the magnanimity of a Kunlun Qigong practitioner?

A virtuous female fairy actually poisoned the food of ordinary people. Do you still have the dignity to do that? "

He didn't say anything else because he knew that the Meng family army would not talk nonsense with him.

"You still have the nerve to say that. Weren't you the one who put plague into the well in Dai County at the end of autumn last year?" Meng Yi sneered.

Zhang Yuan remained calm and shouted, "I don't know how to spread the plague. The one who went to Dai County to poison was just a lieutenant named Robin in the army.

Could it be that Fairy Feiyu is also a "little colonel" in the Qin army like Luo Sanren?
Hahahaha, a dignified Kunlun Qi Refiner is just a junior colonel~~~"

"What's wrong with you, Colonel?" Xiao Yu floated down from the sky and stood on the muddy ground ten feet away from Zhang Yuan, saying, "I, the generals of the Great Qin, share the same robes, the same clothes, and the same clothes with you.

Whether generals or soldiers, they are all heroes who resist foreign humiliation and protect their homeland.

Heroes are equal!

However, I am afraid that you barbarians will not understand this principle."

She spoke openly, as if she were really a noble and upper class person.

"Fairy Feiyu said it well!" Meng Yi praised loudly.

The Black Feather Guards behind him and the Qin Dynasty knights behind him also waved their weapons and sang "Who Says I Have No Clothes" together.

Zhang Yuan said coldly: "Fairy Feiyu is so brave and magnanimous that she even dares to appear in front of me.

Do you think I would worry about accidentally injuring the Qin army behind you, just as I worry about the lives of the Xiongnu warriors?"

"You mean the 'Blood-Transforming Divine Sword'?"

Xiao Yu tapped her forehead with her right index finger and said with a smile, "Try it. Come over here and see if I can hide."

"Whoosh~~~"

Without any initial moves, a line of blood crossed a distance of ten feet and hit her forehead.

Very precise, it was the location she had pointed out earlier.

Zhang Yuan made her wish come true!

"When~~~"

She seemed to have turned into a "ghost with a copper head and iron forehead". When her forehead collided with the magic sword, there was actually a sound of metal clashing.

The Qin soldiers who were singing "Wu Yi" stopped singing and stared at her blankly with their eyes wide open.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Yuan seemed to be extremely frightened and almost jumped off the horse.

Xiaoyu laughed and strode towards him.

"Swoosh~~" A streak of blood came again, as fast as lightning. Xiaoyu raised his right hand and flicked his fingers, "Dang~~"

There was still the sound of metal clashing.

But many people noticed that there were no sparks flying at the collision site.

In other words, her forehead and fingers did not really turn into fine iron.

In fact, fine iron could not stop the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword at all.

Could it be that the Qin soldiers who were cut in two were not wearing iron armor?

Could it be that Zhongshan Gong, one of the "Four Friends of Crouching Tiger Mountain" who was beheaded, did not have immortal clothes to protect his body, or that the immortal clothes were not as good as iron armor?

In fact, even a powerful person like Erlang Shen, who has mastered the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts", can be broken by the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is a poisonous attack. Facing it, just being tough is useless.

Xiaoyu strode forward, and the warhorse under Zhang Yuan's crotch retreated step by step.

The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword left a trail of blood around Xiaoyu and shot towards every part of her body.

“Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~~”

The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was too fast, Xiao Yu couldn't keep up with its speed, and sometimes he couldn't predict its trajectory and would inevitably miss it.

About one-third of the attacks were blocked by her fingers.

The rest fell on her back, arms, chest and other vital parts.

But without exception, they all made the sound of metal clashing.

Meng Yi, who was standing at the forefront of the Qin army, already looked thoughtful.

After a while, Zhang Yuan suddenly realized what was going on and shouted, "It's actually sword bone! You are sword bone all over your body!"

On the surface, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword hit her body every time; but in essence, it was colliding with her "weapon".

Her sword bone is the sword.

Among the sword-fighting supernatural powers, the Sword Bone Supernatural Power is far from being at the T0 level, and it’s barely T1.

It is rare among mortals, but can almost be said to be "ubiquitous" among the descendants of sword immortals.

Meng Yi has seen it, and Zhang Yuan has also encountered many of them.

But this was the first time they had seen such a strong sword bone.

Zhang Yuan continued to scream: "Why is your sword bone so hard? Even if it is a real immortal sword, it can't stop my Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!"

The Cockscomb Fairy also exclaimed, "Who is this Feiyu Fairy? Sword bones are not uncommon, but how can sword bones be trained to this level?"

It is impossible for her body to fully recover in just a few days.

At this moment, he was only invited by Meng Yi, and his body was protected by Tan Zhongxian, one of the Three Friends of Wohu Mountain. His soul left his body and accompanied several other immortal friends to watch the battle and to hold the fort to prevent any accidents.

“No matter how hard the sword bone is, it can’t withstand the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!” Fairy Osmanthus said puzzledly: “Before, a fellow Taoist wore a body armor, and there was not even a crack on his body, but the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword directly broke through the armor.

Sword Bone is just a minor physical power. Perhaps it can be considered a 'medium magical power'?
But it’s not harder than the Immortal Armor.”

The Cockscomb Fairy had a solemn expression on her face and shook her head, saying, "The sword bones of Fairy Feiyu are very hard, but it is not hard enough to deflect the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

She was using her sword bones to perform sword techniques, and her sword energy broke the 'Samadhi Divine Poison' of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!"

(End of this chapter)