"puff!"
The mist in the valley was gentle, the smell of blood, the neighing of war horses, spears, knives, and arrows all mixed together, making it look messy.
The first group of people from Jiawei were washed away as soon as they entered the valley!
Xin Zhuo is killing with a prancing horse and spear.
The enemy on the opposite side is a woman in her fifties, with some wrinkles on her face. She is born in the fourth level. In a short period of time, she has injured three of her new soldiers. Her method is quite extraordinary. She has a spear in one hand like a dragon and a snake dancing around it. , and turned towards Xin Zhuo.
In her eyes, this man with a very good war horse and armor seemed to be a new soldier. No matter how beautiful the armor was, he could still be defeated, so she swept her spear across and slapped Xin Zhuo's spear away. The tiger's mouth was numb after the blow. The spear was so powerful that it didn't move at all. Her heart trembled. She knew she was outmatched and retreated. It was already too late. The spear made a false stab and penetrated her throat.
"Lady!"
Not far away, a bearded man's eyes were about to burst. With a flick of his legs, he jumped up and slashed at Xin Zhuo with a knife. He was also a fourth-level Xiantian, and his sword skills were amazing. Before the knife arrived, the fierce martial arts and Seven sword shadows have blocked Xin Zhuo's front, rear, left and right.
Xin Zhuo put down the reins of his horse and looked at him indifferently. At the moment when the sword shadow came, he drew out his spear and let the woman's body fall. Then the gun came out like a dragon, the blood-stained spear head smashed through the knife shadow like a dragon. human chest.
The man was not dead in a short period of time, and he could no longer hold the knife firmly. Blood dripped from his mouth. He looked at the body of the woman on the ground and laughed miserably: "Why do you need to come to this ghost place? There are monsters everywhere here, you and me." How to live... life..."
No more sound.
The spear in Xin Zhuo's hand was still holding this man's body. This was already the eighth person he had killed. There was no sympathy on the battlefield. He understood this on the first day he entered Western Qin.
Only then did he have time to observe the entire battlefield.
There are probably at least 10,000 people fighting in this valley.
It is said that there is a high-ranking commander named Ma, who has five deputy commanders under his command. Each deputy commander has a thousand soldiers and horses, totaling five thousand.
[In view of the general environment,
So, in this valley, all the troops of our own commander and another commander are engaged in a decisive battle!
The war here doesn't pay much attention to battle formations, strategies and military types. It seems that the competition is about personal bravery or the hedging of three or five people!
Judging from the blood energy fluctuations, on the battlefield, only a small number of people are of the fourth level of Xiantian, most of them are of the second level of Xiantian, and there are also some people who are great masters of the third level of Xiantian, but these people are basically small bosses!
There is also a very small group of people who are sub-second and second-grade people. These people should be at the big boss level.
Therefore, these fourth-level innate warriors who came from Jiaweichu were basically cannon fodder. Fortunately, not only they came, but also a group of fourth-level innate warriors from the east and west who came from nowhere.
And the other side also has many such cannon fodder characters.
Xin Zhuo was observing the surroundings, and there were seven people on the southern mountain peak observing the battlefield, including six innate earth immortals and one innate great lord.
One of them was a middle-aged man with a thick back and a strong waist, with three long beards and slightly narrowed red eyes. He was sitting on a tiger-skin chair. He didn't know where the chair came from.
The other five innate earth immortals and a young master, Lord Geda, surrounded him.
"Dad, that boy should be Jiang Yuqing!"
Young Master pointed at Xin Zhuo, who was still observing the battlefield, with a look of curiosity on his face.
It's not because of how outstanding Xin Zhuo is or how he attracts attention. There are many people who are more ferocious than him on the battlefield, but the chief steward of Jiawei Chuhu sent a letter and named a boy named Jiang Yuqing in the "Nine-turn Body Refining Technique" Nine levels of perfection.
And he also practiced the "Nine-turn Body Refining Art", and after eighteen years he was only at the seventh level of invulnerability.
His talent is second to none, and he is a native of this land of suffering, so he is naturally favored by this place.
This aroused great curiosity in him, so as soon as the Jiawei Chu people arrived, they took notice and quickly targeted Xin Zhuo.
"knew."
His father, Ma Boju, the commander of the "Zhan Ziying", replied casually.
"Master!"
Bai Shengsheng, the deputy commander on the side, has a face with Chinese characters. He is usually stern, but now he is smiling a little: "This guy must be a leading general outside. After he enters the valley, he will find the weak points and fight. Don't fight with him." It can be seen that strong enemies compete with each other, and their methods are bloody and leisurely. This kind of person must be very familiar with physical training. He has a talent gained through countless years of fighting through mountains and seas of fire. Why should you compare with him? "
Mr. Ma Ziyi said seriously: "Uncle Bai should know that this boy has only been in the sea of misery for a few months. This kind of person is a monster. If I am not as good as him, I am not as good as him. I always appreciate geniuses!"
After a pause, he added: "If he survives this time, he can be trained a little bit. Uncle Bai, you don't know how domineering the nine-turn body refining technique is. I bet he can surpass the level and compete with the half-step grand master of the innate second and third level!"
Bai Sheng nodded: "Then we'll see."
…
Xin Zhuo was preparing to retreat.
The nearby fourth-grade cannon fodder died faster, and there were more innate inferior and third-grade enemy soldiers.
Third Master Bai and Second Master Xing had already rushed inside along with the three killers, and they were all killed before even half a stick of incense could be burned.
Girl Gege...
He searched around and saw the princess not far away being attacked and killed by a second-level and third-level congenital master. A sword and armor pierced her left shoulder blade, and she was about to die.
Immediately brandishing the spear, he jumped over the head of the girl, and swept across with a single shot. The martial arts was majestic and the momentum was frightening.
The innate second-grade third-grade enemy soldier hastily drew out his long sword to engage him.
Hearing a "clang" sound, Xin Zhuo fell back to the ground and took a step back.
The man's horse's hooves gave way and he knelt down. He flipped backwards in haste, landed on the ground, took three steps back, and looked up with a surprised look on his face.
Make a decision!
Xin Zhuo had already reached Miss Gege's horse and asked aloud: "How is it?"
The blood on Miss Gege's left shoulder slid down the armor like a drop of blood. Her face turned pale and she shook her head: "It's okay! Thank you..."
Before he finished speaking, he exclaimed again, "Be careful!"
I saw that the person opposite suddenly summoned two other innate second-grade and third-grade innates. One sword and two knives, wrapped in powerful martial arts, flickered, condescendingly slashed at Xin Zhuo's head.
With a high level, three strikes and one strike, or a sneak attack, the plan is to kill with one strike!
Xin Zhuo wanted to change his moves again, but it was too late, so he had to jump up again, with his mental skills running to the extreme, and blocked with his spear.
"when!"
The strong martial arts vibrated, and Xin Zhuo landed hard and took three steps back.
The three people on the opposite side fell to the ground on their backs. They took seven or eight steps back with "thump thump thump" and their expressions changed.
After three attempts at a high level, he was knocked back with one blow by a fourth-grade boy!
"Hahaha……"
On the hillside, Ma Ziyi looked up to the sky and laughed, "How about it? The nine-level body training skill of Nine Revolutions is perfect, and you can conquer the mountains with strength, and you are invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire!"
Bai Sheng also laughed and said: "Let's see if he can block the next wave... Ha! What a boy!"
I saw that the three people in the valley were unable to defeat a single blow and jumped up again. Their killing power became more fierce and their martial arts became more majestic. A strong wind blew up from the ground, sending grass blades flying across the ground.
Girl Gege's horse neighed and was shaken to death. She also stumbled over and lay down slumped.
However, Xin Zhuo was faster, his mind was working hard, he was tossing and turning, and he swept across with the purple Zhangba spear.
[Sweeping across all directions with Liuyun Spear]
The shadows of the guns were erratic like moving clouds and flowing water. They opened and closed, were extremely powerful, varied, and had strange killing points as their rhyme. For a while, the sky was filled with gun shadows.
Like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The three people came and went as fast as they came. They flew out like rags and fell heavily to the ground. They all groaned, vomited blood, and couldn't get up in a short time.
Xin Zhuo took advantage of the situation and flew into the sky.
The gun turned into palms, and turned into nine palms in a row, blasting towards the three people.
The bones of the three dignified third-grade innate warriors were instantly dented, and they died tragically on the spot!
"The body is like a flowing cloud, the spear is like a shooting star, he is clever and strange, good at fighting and killing, he can kill three by leapfrogging. He is a talent. I like this boy!"
On the hillside, Ma Ziyi gave a series of comments, as if he was honored because his fellow practitioner had a unique skill.
"Those three people have been fighting for a day and a night. They are tired and unwilling to use their full strength. Jiang Yuqing's mental skills, spear skills, and palm skills are all weird and unpredictable. They are not like the martial arts of the Zanggong Hall. They are so clever!"
The commander-in-chief, Ma Boju, spoke in a thick voice.
Ma Ziyi shut up obediently.
Bai Sheng was surprised and said: "What do you mean, Commander-in-Chief, check this kid?"
Ma Bo raised his eyes and closed his eyes slightly: "Do you still need to check? Miss Yaya!"
Bai Sheng was shocked: "I understand!"
