"Haha!"
With a loud shout, a figure stood out from the leading cavalry in front of the formation. As if it was drifting away, after touching the ground four or five times, it swept a distance of more than 20 feet and stepped onto the iron chain on the edge of the cliff.
The person who came was a short-built Wala man with copper complexion and short stubble hair.
He held two heavy axes with short handles and wide mouths in his hands. The axes were at least the size of two watermelons, but the ax handles were only as long as an average person's forearm.
At first glance, it looks like a short monster with three heads.
Jiang Yichen did not dare to have any contempt or contempt.
He had already seen that the first seven riders were the so-called Wala warriors.
This is a warrior specially trained by the Wala people to deal with the Jianghu people in Zhongzhou after learning from their experience.
As early as the opponent got up, Jiang Yichen had already retreated from the cliff bank to the iron chain.
He is a gatekeeper, so there is no need to give up the environmental advantages he can take advantage of and put himself and his opponent on the ground to fight equally.
What he needs to do is very simple, kill the opponent at the minimum cost, and then kill the next person who steps on the iron chain.
The task of this hatchet warrior is not difficult. It is nothing more than to chop the swordsman in front of him, or to test how capable the swordsman is.
The Hatchet Warrior is at least worthy of the title of "Warrior".
Dare to be the first to stand up to the enemy.
After initially adapting to the rope chain on the cliff bank, he took the initiative to attack with an axe.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Jiang Yichen did not draw his sword, nor did he lightly tip his opponent's three-blade axe. Instead, he moved, blocked, and retreated again, luring the enemy deeper.
The further he retreated and the Hatchet Warrior moved forward, the closer the two of them got to the middle of the chain, and the greater the impact of environmental factors on the two.
In this way, Jiang Yichen can maximize his advantage in Qinggong and even defeat others without fighting.
But as Jiang Yichen retreated deeper and deeper, he discovered that he had subconsciously made the mistake of underestimating his opponent.
If these Wala warriors didn't have solid real skills, how could they be dispatched to break through the front line of Lingxiao Crossing?
Although the limbs of the hatchet warrior in front of me are not slender, they are both strong and flexible.
Although his feet landed on the iron chains, they felt like they were stepping on nothing.
Almost all the weight of the body is used to drive the swing of the two axes, and the remaining energy from the dancing of the two axes is used to adjust the balance of the body, in a cycle, using the force to exert force, and it is not exhausted. I am afraid that it will be swung again. Three thousand six hundred and fifty round trips, and it won't be a problem until the sun goes down.
However, what can be seen on the Lingxiao Ferry is the scene of the hatchet warriors charging fiercely in front of Jiang Yichen, forcing Jiang Yichen to the point where he couldn't even draw his sword and was retreating steadily.
It wasn't until Jiang Yichen "retreated" to the middle of the rope chain of Lingxiao Crossing that the Iron Flower Sword clanged and was unsheathed with a solemn aura and "resentment"!
It's just that the sword and the sword were all in vain, and fell into the sea like a mud cow in the howling cold wind of Lingxiao Crossing, without causing any waves.
The hatchet warrior attacks quickly and retreats quickly. He knows when to suppress the opponent and when to avoid the sharp edge. His excellent balance ability makes him feel as if he is swimming in water whether on the iron rope or in the air. Jiang Yichen, who has been counterattacking for a while, has no results. Secretly sighing that there is someone outside.
After all, there is such a person who can fight him back and forth on the iron ropeway. Looking at the world of Zhongzhou today, Jiang Yichen is confident that he cannot count twenty people, and among the seven warriors of Wala, at least he is in front of him, and the other How strong are the six of them?
Jiang Yichen couldn't help but feel worried, and he couldn't understand. If the Wala people could really cultivate such masters in large numbers, if they could stay silent for another three to five years, they would first sneak into the Jianghu of Zhongzhou and pick off various gangs, and only then would they launch an invasion. Isn't it as if fighting is unimpeded, like entering an uninhabited land?
Of course, Jiang Yichen didn't have much time to sort out these thoughts, because the opponent in front of him did not allow him to continue to be distracted. The opponent caught the confusion in his eyes and attacked again!
Boom boom boom! ——
The hatchet warrior is like a top, moving forward and backward on the rope chain, spinning and flying.
Apart from retreating, Jiang Yichen seemed to be exhausted.
Although the heavy ax did not scrape off the cold hair on Jiang Yichen's face, it did cut off a few strands of his hair that were blown up by the wind.
However, the Hatchet Warrior failed to take advantage of the victory and stepped up the offensive, forcing Jiang Yichen to make a mistake and expose his flaw, so that he could kill him with a fatal blow.
Instead, he proceeds step by step at his own pace, intending to use the trembling energy of the ax blow to gradually numb Jiang Yichen's nerves and boil the frog in warm water.
As the saying goes, every inch is longer and stronger, and every inch is shorter and more dangerous. If this heavy ax is so big, the power it brings cannot be compared to that of a mere inch-wide thin sword.
Jiang Yichen had already seen that the hatchet warrior was experienced in fighting the enemy, and he was careful and cautious, not to be easily fooled.
No longer hiding his clumsiness, the iron foil sword in his hand shook, turning one into two, and two into four, transforming into six lightsabers to block the attack path of the double axe.
A bang!
The Hatchet Warrior, who had been attacking like a wave just now, was about to be blocked but had not yet been blocked at that moment. It was like a spiritual snake that smelled a crisis and shrank back, and suddenly swept out three feet away!
And just before and behind his original body, the octopus tentacle-like red thorn shadows and pale white halo reluctantly slowly dissipated into the invisible.
Those were two eight-door formations, the Injury Gate and the Death Gate, that Jiang Yichen had set up quietly.
Apart from scaring away the hatchet warriors, it had no effect at all!
The hatchet warrior actually knew what he was capable of and was prepared to evade it in advance?
Jiang Yichen was stunned by this.
You know, he came here specially to wear the silver-inlaid phoenix robe given by Uncle Yi, and then used the iron flower sword given by Gu Xinhun to face the enemy. The main purpose was to bluff people.
Whether it is a positive reputation or a negative reputation, the name "Killer Night Owl" has already spread in Zhongzhou, and the people of Wala can get relevant information without spending much effort.
A swordsman with gorgeous clothes and flashy weapons may be conspicuous and distinctive enough in the world of Zhongzhou, but it will definitely be difficult to compete with the master swordsmen who are currently famous.
Then, such a swordsman is a blank in the Wala people's intelligence network.
Even if the Wala people knew that this was a trick played by the cunning Zhongzhou people, they had to obediently go back to the dark with the Zhongzhou people. Standing at the same starting point, they had to spend more time and thought to test their opponents.
This is also one of the many ways Jiang Yichen and others use to delay time.
However, Jiang Yichen was shocked and filled with doubts when he saw that the hatchet warrior had enough experience and knowledge to deal with the eight-door formation against a swordsman.
Unanswered the question, Jiang Yichen took in a big mouthful of cold wind.
Watching the hatchet warrior facing him without any hesitation, he retreated away from Lingxiao Ferry.
Jiang Yichen could catch up, but he couldn't stop him, let alone kill him.
Then he quietly watched him retreat to the wilderness and rush back to the military formation.
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"Have you seen each other's secrets?"
Jiang Yichen, who had returned to Shenbi Peak, asked everyone.
The reason why he led the hatchet warriors to the middle of Lingxiao Crossing to fight again was not only to take advantage of the environment, but also to allow himself to observe his opponent from the sidelines.
The authorities are fascinated by the spectators, and when they fail to defeat their opponents, others can help them review the game from their own angles.
"Brother Jiang and Sister Leng have their own concerns about professionalism in martial arts. I only speak from my own experience. I can guarantee that the dwarf must have received very rigorous devil training, and he is no less capable of seeing blood on the battlefield at any time." In the actual battle of life and death, to be able to develop such a tactical quality that is alert and not aggressive, you must have suffered a lot! If other people have observed anything, no matter how big or small, they will tell you everything. .”
The person who spoke first had a square face, a straight nose, short eyebrows and straight eyes, stood as tall as a pine tree, and had a voice like a bell. It was Yang Daxin, the captain of the elite team this time.
Although they only got along for a few days, Jiang Yichen, Leng Mei, and everyone in this elite team have become familiar with each other and are able to face each other at this critical moment. Recognition and mutual trust.
Most of the members of the elite team are slightly older than Jiang Leng and the other two, and they are all called by the captain Yang Daxin.
Long before Jiang Yichen went up to the bridge alone to meet the enemy, everyone had already discussed their division of labor and how to respond to various emergencies. At present, the other party had only tried to deal with this situation. Everyone could only stare dryly at Jiang Yichen and the short barbarian alone on the bridge. After fighting over a stick of incense, how can there be anything left to do?
Fortunately, this duel was not boring, especially the two pairs of big axes when the dwarf appeared. They were scary to look at, but such a fierce attack failed to bruise the thin-looking Brother Jiang. Everyone couldn't help but have a high opinion of Brother Jiang.
Even though these soldiers rarely encounter people who fight to the death, they can still distinguish what real kung fu and real ability are.
You must know that Brother Jiang has been passive almost from the beginning to the end, which is the so-called side that is being beaten, and the dwarf who has been the main attacker cannot do anything to Brother Jiang. The moment Brother Jiang exerts his strength, the opponent wants to hide thousands of miles away. This is not enough to explain who is more confident?
After listening to the captain's instructions and telling everyone not to hide anything, everyone told them what they had observed and guessed in an orderly manner, and gave it to Brother Jiang and Sister Leng as a reference. The feeling of being given advice and suggestions by ministers.
Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei naturally listened enthusiastically and meticulously and took notes one by one. After screening and screening, they picked out the opponent's characteristics one by one for confirmation, and also picked out doubtful points to ponder and deliberate with everyone.
After such an analysis, the time passed noon unknowingly.
Li Zhongwen, a veteran from Buhuo who was also in charge of cooking, told the other three to get busy and not to miss the meal and make everyone hungry.
Yang Daxin agreed and ordered a few more people to help. At the same time, he glanced at the other side and said: "I hope those northern barbarians will not forget to eat and sleep. They will be hard-pressed in a hurry."
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A similar situation, a similar scene, also occurred in the Oara army on the other side.
However, compared to the brainstorming of the seventeen people on Shenbi Peak, apart from the seven warriors, there were only three other generals in the Wala army who could speak at this time.
The nine people listened to one person talk about the situation of the battle and the abilities of the swordsman in white. They all frowned, and the discussion was sparse and intermittent.
However, it seems easier to come to a conclusion without all the back and forth.
The Wala people couldn't figure out where the white-clothed swordsman came from, and they couldn't care about the opponent's background. They were sure that the troops currently deployed by the Zhongzhou people on Shenbi Peak must be extremely limited, otherwise there would be no need to bring out a single master swordsman. Play out the so-called "empty city strategy" in Zhongzhou's art of war.
They need to grab time now, and they can't fight against time no matter what. No matter how long the discussion lasts, there will be no results. It is better to get to the point directly and use actions to force the people of Zhongzhou to submit!
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