One person and one horse arrive in an instant. The white horse is like lightning and the momentum is like a rainbow.
As far as I could see, the person who came was a tall general wearing armor. He had a tiger's back, a face like black coal, and eyes like lightning. He held an eight-foot spear in his hand, a four-foot sword hanging from his waist, sharp arrows on his back, and a carved bow hanging on his back. The sides of the legs are majestic and majestic.
The horses neighed, and the men and horses stood up. The general suddenly spoke with a voice like thunder: "Get out of here, or you will die."
The power of a word pierced the sky, echoed in the mountains, shocked the whole audience, and affected everyone's morale. All the people in the country stood up, and the majestic momentum gathered, shaking the mountains.
Everyone at the barbecue stall had their swords drawn out of their scabbards, the cold light was like water, their eyes were as cold as ice, and the killing was as chilling as prison.
The surroundings fell into dead silence. Suddenly, wolves howled into the sky and giants roared, shaking the whole place.
"Kill." The white horse warrior roared, bending his bow and arrow, the sharp arrow flashing with cold light, aiming at the Iron Man in the air.
"Kill." The crowd roared like thunder, the ground shook, and a war broke out instantly.
Two groups of men and horses leaped out like tigers and leopards hunting for prey. As soon as they met each other, sword lights flew and blood blossomed. As soon as the killing sounds started, more than a dozen people fell down at the barbecue stall. Chu Xiang didn't move, and neither did Liu Boyong. The elderly couple who seemed to be sleeping against the railings hadn't woken up yet. The pilgrim monk sitting cross-legged in front of Gesar Palace didn't seem to see what was happening in front of him. The drunk man sleeping in the grass was still awake. The snoring was like thunder, and across a guardrail, the boiling fighting seemed to be happening in another world.
Suddenly, Chu Xiang drew his sword, a sharp sound of gold and iron was heard, and a flash of fire flashed. The wall collapsed under Chu Xiang's feet, and his whole body was knocked back several steps. Almost at the same time, Liu Boyong's figure also moved, and then recovered. As is.
Chu Xiang's hand was numb with shock, and there was a white scratch on the titanium-tungsten alloy long knife. Such power was at least an anti-equipment level heavy sniper. The sniper shot at Chu Xiang from the top of the southwest mountain, almost two kilometers away. At such a distance, one shot accurately hit Chu Xiang's heart. The marksmanship was shocking.
There was already a massacre at the barbecue stall, with daggers flying, sword shadows looming, gunshots ringing, the sound of killing shaking, and fierce explosions ringing from time to time. The invaders were numerous and powerful, but their martial arts skills were mostly crude. With their thick skin and thick flesh, they were fierce and unafraid of death, and charged arbitrarily. Although the number of the guardians was small, they were flexible and skilled in martial arts. It's hard to tell the difference.
When the battle started at the barbecue stall, the hibernators around Gesar Palace also started fighting. The moon was dark and the wind was high, which was the perfect time for a sneak attack. There were continuous screams and muffled hums.
Seeing that the situation was stalemate and it was difficult to gain an advantage, the gray giant who had been motionless roared to the sky, and the sound waves exploded. Several people around him were affected, making them dizzy. Then the gray giant jumped into the battle circle, and its fists were like thunder, sweeping across everyone, catching everyone off guard. Immediately several people were severely injured.
Looking at the fighting on the field with bright eyes, the white horse warrior has put down the carved bow in his hand, and the blue flames sprayed from the feet of Iron Man in the air have also become weaker. Seeing that several people were seriously injured and the situation was deteriorating, the white-horse general's expression remained unchanged and he was calm and composed without giving any orders. At this time, the old Uyghur man wearing a white hat who was sitting on a wicker chair suddenly moved and struck at the back of the giant with a machete like a moon.
Feeling the threat, the gray giant hurriedly turned around to fight. The Uyghur old man's scimitar was like a dream, and the light of the knife was like a crescent moon. His body shape was unpredictable. The giant was entangled in the light of the knife and could not escape for a while.
In less than a minute of fierce fighting, more than half of the people in the square had fallen down, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were lying on the ground. The general was indifferent, and the werewolf on the opposite side also turned a blind eye. The fighting went crazy, and the killing was so intense that no one on either side retreated, but they fought to the death. After a while, when the sound of killing faded away, only a dozen people were still standing on the field, and everyone else fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.
"Retreat." The war general gave the order, and the remaining few people stopped and retreated. Seeing this, the remaining intruders on the opposite side did not dare to pursue and retreated at the same time.
In a real bloody battle, 66 of the 81 marrow masters died in less than two minutes, and 112 of the 123 intruders died. The giant was covered in blood. The old Uyghur man had already fallen in a pool of blood. Three Uyghur men grilling meat and two Uyghur youths running errands also fell. Chu Xiang knew that it was time for him to take action. He jumped off the wall and walked back. in front of fifteen people.
"Jim." Seeing Chu Xiang coming over, the werewolf shouted. The giant stepped forward and the ground shook.
Chu Xiang stepped forward and drew his sword. The sword light appeared like a giant. The giant actually used his arm to block the sword light. Chu Xiang's sword style changed, and the cut turned into a drag. The sword light flashed across the giant's arm, blood splashed, and the giant As if nothing happened, he punched Chu Xiang.
The indestructible sword light only cut through one-third of the giant's arm. The giant's body was shockingly strong. Understanding the giant's reliance, Chu Xiang stopped attacking and turned to fighting. The giant's fighting style was similar to that of Yan Wuhui, fighting for his life. After two moves, Chu Xiang found that all the wounds on the giant's body had healed, and the ones he had just cut had healed. No more blood will be shed by a knife.
Chu Xiang understood why the Uyghur old man was defeated. His knife just cut open one third of the giant's arm. The Uyghur old man's knife was not as powerful as him. It only caused fur damage to the giant, and could not cause any harm to the giant at all. Coupled with the giant's amazing resilience, how can it be undefeated?
Understanding the giant's reliance, Chu Xiang's sword technique changed, as if the speed of light of the electric knife dropped sharply, as if he was dragging his feet, and he slashed the giant's body once to the left and once to the right, without even scratching the giant's skin, as if he was acting in a show.
Seeing that Chu Xiang couldn't even scratch his skin, the giant attacked even more fiercely, waving his arms and chasing Chu Xiang with his huge body. Chu Xiang dodges while drawing out his sword. After fifteen sword blows, Chu Xiang suddenly jumps out of the fighting circle, puts away his sword and retreats. Thinking that Chu Xiang is about to escape, the giant becomes even more ferocious and steps forward to pursue him. He punches out, but before the punch reaches his body, he is suddenly covered in blood. It shattered, a ball of blood exploded, and the whole person turned into a pile of meat.
The sword energy split his body, leaving him unconscious, and the giant was defeated.
After killing the giant, Chu Xiang was neither sad nor happy. He returned to the wall and stared at the werewolf Iron Man opposite him, but his aura was locked on the drunkard in the grass.
The square fell silent, but the gunfire all around became more intense. The werewolf glanced at the positions of Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong. Suddenly there was a thunderous sound in the dark night sky, and a bolt of lightning fell directly on Liu Boyong's head. Liu Boyong's body moved instantly, and the thunder fell, and the viewing platform of Yaowang Palace was suddenly filled with lightning. At this moment, two sharp piercing sounds sounded, shooting straight into the Red Palace of Gesar Palace from the west of Gesar Palace where Liu Boyong was.
When Chu Xiang was about to rush up, two loud and angry shouts came from above. Two figures fell down and landed on the road in front of Gesar Palace, making a hole in the ground. After the figure fell, it stopped moving. Under the bright electric light, Chu Xiang saw that the two falling figures turned out to be two people just like Iron Man.
The Gesar Palace Square fell into silence again. The werewolf looked at the general opposite and moved his lips. Suddenly there was thunder in the night sky. Chu Xiang moved instantly. Just as he avoided the thunder, an extremely dangerous aura came. Approaching, he slashed his sword diagonally, and retreated for more than ten steps. Before he could take a breath, there was another dangerous aura approaching. He leaned back, and a scorching red light flew past in front of him. There was also a scorching fire light flashing one meter away on the left and right.
Four shots were fired in a row, three of which came at the same time, blocking Chu Xiang's hiding space on the left and right, with astonishing accuracy. This sniper's marksmanship was no longer something ordinary people could possess, and his abilities were unimaginable.
First, they attacked Liu Boyong and took the opportunity to break through the defense. However, when the breakthrough failed, they switched to killing Chu Xiang. The werewolf's tactics were closely aligned with the art of war.
The square became quiet again under the night sky. There was no sound for a long time. The werewolf did not make any movement. There was a faint green light in his eyes, and he did not know what kind of attack he was planning. The general sat on his horse, looking majestic and unmoving.
It was late at night, the cold wind was blowing, and the corpses everywhere turned cold. A few masters who survived crawled back behind the general and dragged out blood stains on the ground.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the back mountain. The white horse on the warrior's crotch kicked its hooves slightly, a little restless. Chu Xiang had a thought in his mind and swept towards the back mountain without hesitation. The sound came from halfway up the mountain where the monks were guarding. Chu turned more than a hundred times. No one knew the situation around Gesar Palace better than him.
When Chu Xiang left, Liu Boyong glanced at the pilgrim monk, leaving behind a lonely afterimage. The man was already dozens of meters away, sweeping towards the back hill from the left side of Gesar Palace. After Liu Boyong left, the pilgrim monk slowly stood up, walked to the viewing platform of Yaowang Palace, and sat down cross-legged.
After Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong left, the snoring in the grass suddenly disappeared. The drunk man stood up, rubbed his hazy drunken eyes, and looked at the general on the white horse. His eyes were as bright as lightning, and he was not even half drunk.
Suddenly, the sky lit up, there was a crack of thunder, and thunder fell again. On the viewing platform of Yaowang Palace, the pilgrim monk remained motionless, allowing himself to be struck by the lightning, and his whole body was surrounded by lightning, as if he was unconscious.
At this time, Iron Man, who had been hovering in the air, moved, and a laser exploded on his chest. The pilgrim monk seemed to be predicting the future. The laser only hit his afterimage, and an unfathomable hole appeared on the observation platform.
Just when Iron Man was attacking the pilgrim, the drunkard moved and appeared behind the general like thunder and lightning. He was walking in the Bajia Step. Judging from his boxing technique, it was the Baji Tongbei style. The general took his time and stabbed the drunken man with his spear, which was as cold as lightning.
When the drunkard made a move, the werewolf also moved, letting out a shocking howl and roaring with rage. The ground cracked under his feet, and an afterimage appeared in front of the general.
Encountered by two masters attacking from the front and back, the general was not afraid at all. His spear was carrying wind and thunder, and a cold light flickered in and out. He pointed east and west. Under the attack of the two men, he was as steady as a mountain and did not lose the slightest bit.
While the general was fighting the werewolf drunken man, a figure strolled over from the distance in the southeast. At a seemingly leisurely and slow pace, he instantly crossed the road where the three men were fighting and headed straight to Gesar Palace. This is a middle-aged man with a square face and a goatee. He is wearing a Chinese tunic suit. He is waving a folding fan in his hand. He looks handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance.
"Kill." When the person approached, the general suddenly shouted, his spear became more urgent, the shadow of the spear was heavy, and the wind and thunder roared, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
The old man leaning on the railing suddenly disappeared as soon as the general said "kill". When he reappeared, he was already in front of the middle-aged man in the Chinese tunic suit. With a horrifying muffled sound that made people's teeth hurt, the middle-aged man in the Chinese tunic suit flew up two meters like a torn sack. There was countless blood all over his body. The flowers burst out and fell like rags. They were dead when they hit the ground.
After hitting the middle-aged man in tunic to death with one palm, the old man suddenly coughed violently and coughed up a mouthful of black blood. His body became even more rickety. He moved back to the railing step by step with difficulty and sat down against the old woman.
The old woman gently held her husband's hand, her deep-set eyes were soft, neither sad nor happy. Facing his wife's soft gaze, the old man smiled, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth: "I am old and no longer useful."
The old woman wiped the blood from the corner of the old man's mouth with her sleeves. There was a gentle smile between the dry wrinkles, and she sang softly: "Holding my son's hand, I will grow old with you, and my robes will be tied together, and we will grow old together." I am from my hometown, why should I cherish this life?"
Listening to the old woman's singing, the old man smiled cheerfully, and the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again. The old woman gently wiped away the blood again.
I was shocked to see the middle-aged man in tunic suit being killed by a palm. The werewolf roared and the drunkard roared. He no longer held back. He struck out more fiercely. His breath made the world change. Every time the drunkard took a step, the ground trembled. The fists were fierce. Fierce, full of energy. The generals rose up bravely, and all their spears and swords came out. The spears were like lightning, a bit of cold light flickered, and the sword light was pouring down like the Milky Way. The three of them fought together, and they were inseparable.
The three men were fighting fiercely here, and the situation at the pilgrims in the south also changed. Iron Man missed a single hit and approached the pilgrims in the air. One after another air compression cannon blasted the observation deck at the feet of the pilgrims to pieces. Amidst the rocks collapsing, the pilgrims could only keep dodging. However, this was not the worst situation. A figure burning with blazing fire quickly approached from a distance, and Iron Man attacked the pilgrims from above and below.
The red firelight reflected the pilgrim's stoic face. When the burning man came close to attack, the pilgrim took action for the first time. He made a strange handprint with his left hand. His dark face and exposed arms seemed to have golden light emitting, and his appearance was solemn. , Iron Man hit the Pilgrim in the back with an air compression cannon. The powerful force knocked the Pilgrim flying towards the Pyroman. The fire on Pyroman's body surged and rolled towards the Pilgrim. The Pilgrim made another seal with his left hand and reached out to grab it. With his arm passing through the blazing fire, Pyro was grabbed by the pilgrim like a newborn chicken and thrown towards Iron Man above. Iron Man saw Pyro flying up and immediately reached out to catch him.
Boom, the Pyroman exploded, blazing with fire. When the body fell, it had turned into ashes. Iron Man was also blown away by the remnant power of the explosion, crashed into the hill on the viewing platform of Yaowang Palace, and was trapped in the mountain without knowing whether to live or die.
During the fierce battle in front of the mountain, Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong behind the mountain also encountered difficult opponents. When the two arrived, all the defenders of the back mountain had been killed, and the attackers were already halfway up the mountain.
Two gunmen aimed their muzzles at the two, a commander watched the battle with his hands behind his back, and seven big men stopped the two. Not allowing the two to see the situation clearly, seven big men took action, and the sword light poured down like a waterfall. Liu Boyong's sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was like a shuttle. In an instant, the sword net was shattered. Before three moves were passed, the seven big men fell. Five people. At this time, gunfire rang out, and two rifles fired in rapid succession. When Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong were dodging, their bodies suddenly froze, and the space froze. Time seemed to have stopped. Chu Xiang could clearly see seven red stars. Bullets roared towards him and stopped two feet in front of him.
Chu Xiang suddenly understood why the guardian of the back mountain died so quickly. As soon as his mind changed, the frozen space returned to normal. Seven bullets passed through Chu Xiang's protective air mask and hit Chu Xiang's chest accurately. Blood spattered, and the chest was bloody. The whole person was hit by the power of the bullet and took three steps back, plowing two deep marks on the ground.
Before the gunman could fire again, Chu Xiang Li screamed, instead of retreating, he advanced forward. His figure was like a ghost, appearing and disappearing, breaking away from the lock of the two rifles. Before the whistle ended, a man had appeared beside the two gunmen, with his knife in his hand. As soon as the light flashed, the gunman had no chance to draw his sword. The two heads rolled down. The light of the sword flashed again, and the space froze again. The long sword stopped on the commander's forehead, only two inches away from breaking open his head.
The commander looked at Chu Xiang in horror, a vertical eye on his forehead emitted a faint silver light, and slowly withdrew from the range of Chu Xiang's sword. As soon as his forehead left the tip of the sword, the space returned to normal. Chu Xiang slashed his sword, commanding Blood gushed out from the victim's chest, and a foot-long wound appeared.
