The Legend of the Young Swordsman: A Prequel - A Phantom Melody Embarks on a Journey Through the Mar

Wielding a long spear, he charged into the midst of a million-strong army of warriors, his strength far surpassing that of the others.

The vanguard of the iron cavalry, armed with golden spears and iron horses, had no way to devour him. Instead, many of his cavalrymen were pierced by his spear and vanished into the world.

'I didn't expect this guy to be so strong! Judging from the situation, he should be at the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm.'

Helian Yun Shen, who had landed on the ground, looked at the enemy who was still confronting the iron cavalry and couldn't help but admire the guy's strength.

While sighing, he continued playing the war tune, already feeling both mentally and physically exhausted.

As a result, the intense battles and military campaigns nearly drained his energy.

"Damn it, what is this thing??"

He brandished his spear, provoking the cavalry, while muttering to himself. The beads of sweat on his forehead and the solemn expression on his face showed that he was not in a good mood facing the enemy's armor and weapons.

Unable to subdue the enemy, the cavalry began to advance, their spears and halberds aimed at the foe.

Tap tap tap!!

The synchronized footsteps sounded like the chilling call of the Grim Reaper.

kill! kill! kill! !

The screams of killing constantly eroded the man's spirit.

Soldiers wielding bows and arrows unleashed a hail of arrows upon him. Faced with this barrage, he could only frantically swing his spear in defense.

He wielded the spear he held tightly as if it were a shield.

The arrows were all used up.

At this time

Soldiers wielding spears, lances, and halberds had already closed in, their weapons, each over ten feet long, were even longer than the spear in his hand.

"Damn it, why can't I break his trick?!"

He swung his spear relentlessly, cutting down and deflecting the spears and halberds that approached him. But when he saw the soldiers still attacking him without stopping, he roared with bloodshot eyes.

As for the so-called junior brothers and sisters, they can no longer be cared about.

These people had already been devoured by the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, leaving only corpses bleeding from their seven orifices on the ground, their wide-open eyes a testament to their mental state at that time.

'I'm starting to feel like I can't hold on much longer.'

Helian Yun Shen, who was playing the jade flute, clearly felt that his condition was already as bad as it could get, and he could no longer play the "Golden Horse and Iron Cavalry" tune.

This performance directly impacted the million-strong army that was on the offensive.

Ha ha ha ha! ! ! !

"Heaven is helping me! You can't hold out against this trickery forever. When you can't hold out any longer, that's when your death will come!"

He sensed that these ghostly soldiers no longer possessed their sharp attacks, and he also felt that the vast, seemingly endless array of soldiers in front of him was gradually decreasing.

He couldn't help but burst into wild laughter.

His attacks became even more ruthless, knocking away and severing the weapons in the hands of these so-called ghost-like soldiers.

Yueyao could also see that Helian Yunshen seemed unable to maintain such martial arts, and after a long pause, he began to swing his attack again.

The two long ribbons, like two white ribbons, rushed towards the enemy.

Focused on dealing with the ghostly soldiers in front of him, he was caught off guard by Yueyao's sudden attack and had no time to dodge.

His arm was directly cut by the long ribbon.

His attacks paused for a moment. Seeing this, Helian Yun Shen forced himself to continue maintaining his iron-clad stance. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

That is to maintain the momentum of fighting until the enemy is killed.

With the thought that he could ensure the safety of Yuexi and himself, Helian Yunshen suddenly felt a sense of clarity and open-mindedness wash over him.

I also felt a lot of changes happening to my body.

"Damn it, this guy actually broke through under such extreme conditions!"

As the senior disciple who had already entered the realm of carefree enlightenment, he was well aware of this situation. He uttered these words with a hint of disbelief.

It took him nearly ten years to break through from the Free and Easy Realm to the Unfettered Heaven Realm, but this guy broke through in an instant?

What incredible talent this is!

'Has my strength reached a new level?'

Helian Yun Shen, who had felt that he had reached his limit, suddenly felt that the limit seemed to be stretched. At this moment, he could no longer feel any so-called limit.

Yueyao was also extremely shocked.

Shocked by the terrifying talent of Helian Yun Shen, who broke through to the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm so easily.

He was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

If this trend continues, it will soon reach the even more terrifying realm of divine travel.

After the breakthrough, the once-collapsing army was stabilized again, and the precarious situation disappeared.

The soldiers brandished their spears and halberds once more, while the cavalry, wielding lances, charged at the enemy at breakneck speed.

"Damn it, I'm not reconciled!"

His opponent's attacks grew even stronger, and his initial hope was once again swallowed by despair. In this state, he let out a heart-wrenching roar, his spear flailing wildly.

No matter how much they wielded their weapons, under the relentless pressure and attacks of a million-strong army, they were ultimately overwhelmed.

He was eventually devoured.

The moment he stepped over it, all that remained on the ground was a corpse bleeding from all seven orifices, its eyes wide open as if telling of its resentment.

The moment Helian Yun Shen saw the enemy defeated, he stopped playing his flute, "Golden Armor and Iron Horse." The instant the flute music ceased, the million-strong army, clad in golden armor and iron horses, vanished into thin air.

Everything returned to normal at this moment.

After putting down the jade flute, Helian Yun Shen looked like he was about to fall. Yue Yao saw Helian Yun Shen's condition and ran to his side at lightning speed to support him.

"Young Master Helian, are you alright?"

With a concerned and anxious look on his face, he asked.

Hearing Yueyao's question, Helian Yun Shen smiled.

"Don't worry, Miss Yuexi, I'm fine."

"Since things have already come to this, don't try to be strong."

Seeing Helian Yun Shen struggling to break free from her support, Yue Yao couldn't help but speak to him with a stern face. Upon hearing Yue Yao's words, Helian Yun Shen subconsciously thought of the past.

He remembered that his master had said something similar when he was enduring the pain.

After such reflection and recollection, Helian Yun Shen's last bit of stubbornness gave way, and he quietly enjoyed Yue Yao's support without any further resistance.

That nervous, shy, and flustered feeling was gone at that moment.