thump!
Hong Zhi's frozen body suddenly fell to his knees, and his abdomen was stabbed directly through by a silver-white spear!
Half of it was still in front, and the other half had already stabbed out of his back, and his whole body was completely penetrated!
Blood foam slowly overflowed from the corner of Hong Zhi's mouth. Hong Zhi looked down in disbelief and saw the half of the gun barrel that was left, and even his own hands that were already bloody!
"This...how is this possible?!"
Just now, when the two sides crossed paths, it was obviously Hong Zhi who grabbed him first. Although Zhao Jun also stabbed him with a gun at the same time, he was confident of catching Zhao Jun's head in advance.
In this way, Zhao Jun's shot would naturally be self-defeating!
But what he didn't expect was that the moment his claws came into contact with Zhao Jun, he actually felt a thick barrier! And there is still a slight tingling sensation!
But with the arrow on the string, Hong Zhi immediately grabbed it with all his strength without caring about anything else!
With a bang, all the force he blasted came back. It was not a simple shock but a spike-like counterattack, which directly blew his hands into bloody pieces!
And during this delay, Zhao Jun's shot successfully penetrated his abdomen. The inner energy all over his body seemed to not exist in front of that shot, and was directly shot!
The emergence of these two situations made Hong Zhi understand that the other party must also be a warrior!
As the ruler of the Song Dynasty, it is not surprising that there are warriors in the royal family. The reputation of being worshiped by the imperial family is still spread in the world, and it is said that the late emperor was one of the top warriors.
But he’s not good enough at this age!
This King Yun is only in his twenties, how could he be stronger than his own inner energy? He has been practicing for decades before he has the strength he has now. What about the other party?
He's not even twenty-five, but he's actually stronger than him. How dare he believe it!
He has fifty years of inner energy cultivation!
The reason he was able to deal with him so easily was because, apart from his own carelessness, his internal strength was far less powerful than his opponent's.
How deep is it?
From the situation where I was counterattacked just now, I can understand that the Gangqi protecting the body is still the Gangqi that can fight back independently. This requires at least nearly a hundred years of internal strength cultivation to achieve!
King Yun, now he can be sure without a doubt that he has at least nearly a hundred years of deep internal strength!
Can! How can this be?
With reluctance and confusion, Hong Zhi slowly fell to the ground, and gurgling blood flowed from his abdomen, turning the ground red instantly.
Zhao Jun turned around slowly with a cold face, came to the body, dismounted and kicked him over, then tightened his grip on the barrel of the spear and exerted force!
Poof!
There was a sound of friction between metal and flesh, and the spear was pulled out directly. Drops of blood fell down from the barrel of the gun, and soon formed a small bloody puddle on the ground along the tip of the gun.
But in this moment, the gun body returned to its original smoothness as new.
This gun didn't even touch a drop of blood!
Lifting the spear and pointing it diagonally in the direction of the incoming soldier, Zhao Jun shouted: "Kill!"
Immediately he got on his horse and rushed forward!
And just when he launched the charge!
A group of secret guards also put away their repeating crossbows, raised their weapons and rushed over with a loud shout!
The five hundred guardsmen followed Zhao Jun, who had already rushed over, and charged in the shape of an arrow!
"kill!"
The remaining hundreds of soldiers were instantly submerged in the charge led by Zhao Jun. They were all killed by the escorts and secret guards who came up without causing any waves, and Zhao Jun's spear struck a blow. The flying thorns pierced through three soldiers who wanted to turn around and escape, skewering the three people into a bloody gourd!
He directly pulled out a discarded knife from the ground, killing it like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the blood flowed like a river!
In just two quarters of an hour, the few hundred incoming soldiers who had just been left were all killed!
The secret guards and escorts began to clean the battlefield. Zhao Jun came to the three bloody gourds and pulled out a spear. He dragged the bloody spear to Ding Ni, who was too frightened to move. He slammed the spear downwards. Smashing the barrel of the gun just above the tip of the gun will knock him to his knees.
Zhao Jun asked coldly: "Tell me, who do you belong to?
In the Song Dynasty, there were only a few people who could mobilize thousands of soldiers to besiege the king.
Even if you don't say it, you won't be able to hide it for long. It will only make your death more painful! "
The pain on his shoulder made Ding Ni almost want to cry out, but he didn't dare to cry out at this time and had to hold it back.
After listening to Zhao Jun's words, Ding Ni just lowered his head and did not dare to say any information.
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Jun had already lost his patience.
As soon as he stretched out his hand to the side, a secret guard immediately handed over a cleaver.
The long and narrow horse-cutting knife reflects the cold light under the reflection of the sun. This is a sharp weapon that can cut a horse in two!
Zhao Jun just raised it with his left hand expressionlessly, and then swung it down hard!
Phew!
An arm flew into the sky, and then fell heavily not far away. Blood sprayed outward from Ding Ni's arm like a spring.
But Ding Ni could no longer hold back and howled miserably.
Zhao Jun just raised his sword again and said coldly: "If you don't say anything, I will chop off your other hand, and then your legs, one after another, and finally you won't even be able to use your third leg." Let it go!
I will cut you into a pigeon by force! Then let the military doctor keep you alive, put you in a big vat, sprinkle your wounds with salt, and marinate you. I want to see how long you can last under such circumstances? "
It was already in excruciating pain, but after hearing Zhao Jun's description, Ding Ni was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder trembled!
Urine flowed out from under his body uncontrollably. Ding Ni looked at Zhao Jun with fear in his eyes and hissed: "You... you... you are simply an evil ghost! You are an evil ghost who emerged from the eighteenth level of hell. !”
Zhao Jun suddenly showed a smile, came closer to him, and said with a smile on his face: "If you continue to be stubborn, I will let you know what it means to be an evil ghost!"
At this moment, Ding Ni felt as if his whole body was plummeting into an ice cellar!
A chill went from the tailbone to the Tianling Cap!
His intuition, which had been degraded for countless years, was desperately warning, telling him that a disaster was coming!
Gudong!
Swallowing hard, Ding Ni's inner defenses were instantly defeated!
With trembling lips, he said his name: "Little Ding Ni, I am a member of the Taiwei Mansion."
Zhao Jun nodded clearly: "It turns out that he is from the Taiwei Mansion. It seems that the Taiwei is too reluctant to let go of this king.
Good, you are good too. "
After saying this, Zhao Jun waved his left hand and chopped off Ding Ni's head with his sword!
He turned around and was about to go back when suddenly a secret guard trotted over and reported: "Your Majesty, I found a stall by the silent forest, and some brothers are already chasing me!"
Zhao Jun narrowed his eyes and murmured:
"It seems that this matter was not done by Taiwei's family and his accomplices. I asked him how he transported so many armors from Bianjing here.
Is it a local force in Nanyang?
Who is the one?
Haha... things suddenly became interesting..."
(End of chapter)
