Captain Yang adjusted his center of gravity while he was in mid-air. It's just that the strong man's kick was so powerful that it not only made Captain Yang's breath surge, but also left two long marks on the ground with his feet. He had to step back more than ten feet before he could completely stabilize his body.
As soon as he stood still, the enemy attacked again without giving him any chance to breathe.
Yang Duwei was so angry that he stood up with a knife and fought back.
Weapons clashed and clashed.
Why didn't Zhai Le go over to help?
The root lies in that sword.
Condensing weapons with civil and military energy is nothing new, but he has only seen that style of slender and narrow sword on one person - that is Brother Shen, whom he has not seen for a while.
Zhai Le: "..."
For a time, there were thousands of words in his heart.
Not long ago, at most a few hours ago, he was still thinking about Brother Shen and the various fine wines made by Brother Shen's cultural energy.
Passing by the mountain road, he remembered that all the heroes in Liangshan were selling dates and wine. He called Brother Shen to the scene and said with a smile - if Brother Shen were allowed to "outwit the birthday card", Brother Shen would not have to pay for it at his own expense once the spirit came out. Isn’t it more profitable to buy wine and dates than a hero from Liangshan?
He also secretly regretted not saying goodbye formally to Brother Shen.
In today's world, we may never see each other again in the future. Who knew, who knew Brother Shen couldn’t help but talk about it! ! !
Not only did they meet again, but in this form...
With that special long sword, Zhai Le was 90% sure that this murderous strong man was the Brother Shen he knew. As for why his appearance changed so much... Hehe, don't forget, there is a scribe named Qi Yuanliang who is pretending to be unparalleled next to Brother Shen!
If you say so——
The ninth-level and fifth-level doctor who just took action was not a stranger at all. He should be Gong Shuwu, the two literary scholars?
One of them must be Mr. Qi Yuanliang.
Who is the other person?
No matter how big his mind, Zhai Le never thought about Chu Yao.
After all, it is a recognized fact that Chu Yaowu was deposed and had been in decline for many years. Even if he used special means to recover, it would not be enough time.
Just as he was thinking about it, a dangerous aura struck him.
Taking a closer look, he turned out to be a burly warrior wearing ferocious black armor. A long sword appeared in the warrior's hand and came just in front of him. This man is full of murderous intent. If he doesn't react with all his strength, he may be killed by the opponent!
The sense of crisis made Zhai Le dare not take it lightly - even though he knew that the imposing warrior in front of him with only half of his square jaw exposed was an acquaintance - but, haha, there are only enemies on the battlefield, and acquaintances will show mercy and not kill you. ?
People with such naive illusions will never survive.
Although Zhai Le is young, he has a lot of experience and is quite mature mentally and mentally. Not to mention that the enemy in front of him has only met a few times and is barely an acquaintance. Gong Shuwu must go all out even if he is a close relative of flesh and blood. Either you die or I die.
A few clanks.
Weapons clashed several times.
The gap between a ninth-level fifth-level doctor and a seventh-level male doctor is a gap that is extremely difficult to cross. Gong Shuwu obviously still has some strength left, but Zhai Le must try his best every time. The tiger's mouth is numb, the palms of the hands are red, the chest is tight, and the heart is secretly crying.
In fact, brave warriors also have factions. Zhai Le is not a brave warrior who is good at strength. He prefers speed and skill, and is not as durable as him. Relying on his talent, experience and skills, he has a high chance of winning against an opponent of equal strength.
But in the face of absolute power, no matter how fancy the skills are, they are useless, talent cannot be discounted, and experience is even more nonsense - the Gong Shu in front of him has more experience than the two of him in terms of martial arts. He was beaten for a while and barely managed to remain undefeated.
He was in a bad situation, and Zhai Huan was probably the most anxious.
Without a trace of hesitation: "Half-hearted."
In addition to him, there is another civilian official in the entire team who is also a literary scholar. However, that scholar is not strong enough and his reactions are slow. He probably has not dealt with such a sudden and big scene. He is also being played by Qi Shan and Chu Yao secretly. interference.
Therefore, this person was in a hurry just to command and mobilize ordinary soldiers, let alone allocate extra energy to look after Zhai Le.
My cousin feels sorry for himself.
Even if he knew that once a literary scholar used a distracting and multi-controlling technique such as "half-heartedness", the consumption of literary energy would double, he had no other choice. In just one breath, two masses of Wen Qi, like thick flowing water, surged up at his feet.
One group is black and one group is white.
Three people and three hearts belong to three parties.
One side responded to Zhai Le with literary thoughts and words, the other assisted Duwei Yang, and the remaining group commanded the 350 soldiers covered with Zhai Le's military armor. Because the camp was not big, more than a thousand people could not form a formation at all. Basically, they use weapons to fight head-on at close range.
wrong--
Zhai Huan soon discovered that the number of enemies was not right.
As if to confirm his guess, dozens of arrows were shot out from time to time in the dark forest, without even aiming. The battlefield is so big. Apart from Wuqi soldiers, the only soldiers on our side are Shen Tang and Gong Shuwu. The rest are all enemies. Do we still need to aim?
Every arrow hitting the dome of Wen Qi will cause waves of ripples, which will then offset the Wen Qi and eliminate the invisible.
It may seem futile, but if you observe carefully, you will find that after one round of arrows, the ripples caused by the next round of arrows will be larger than the previous round, and the Wenqi Dome will gradually sway slightly from the original motionlessness. After the ninth round, a slight crack appeared in the dome.
The tenth round——
All arrows were aimed at that crack.
Click!
An extremely clear sound reached everyone's ears, and the literary dome above the head that enveloped the entire temporary camp shattered. The fragments of cultural energy dissipated and scattered in mid-air, and the remaining arrows were no longer blocking it!
Most of the arrows were shot down by the second-class superior soldiers or low-ranking soldiers, but some of them pierced through the ordinary soldiers. Those soldiers who had armor to protect themselves were not in danger for the moment, but those who had nothing were in misery, and they could never get up after screaming.
As the two sides clashed, the shouts of killing rose instead of falling.
Every moment, a soldier was severely wounded, whether on the neck, face, arm, or thigh... The remains of an unknown person's severed limbs were left on the ground. Many martial soldiers were struck in fatal parts or pierced by weapons, half of their bodies were broken, and then disappeared silently.
Captain Yang saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and was so angry that his eyes were splitting.
Can martial soldiers be the same as real soldiers?
If the former dies in battle, it can be summoned again.
As long as their martial spirit does not dry up, there is no such thing as death for them.
Ordinary soldiers are made of flesh and blood and have only one life.
He was furious and scolded: "You little thief, you are going to die!"
Without any fancy moves or superfluous movements, he gathered all his energy and concentrated it on the blade. His whole body was like a blazing golden flame. The huge blade energy carried infinite killing intent and struck at Shen Tang, as if it wanted to burn away all the hatred and killing intent. The intention is concentrated here and splits the thief's chest.
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