Wang Xing tilted his head to dodge, and grabbed the gun three inches below the head at a faster speed.
The fat general's expression changed slightly as he drew his gun, but no matter how hard he tried, the gun wouldn't move at all. No, with Wang Xing's exertion, the spear was gradually pulled towards Wang Xing.
Wang Xing looked directly into the Fat General's eyes and pulled the Fat General over steadily and firmly with absolute strength.
The fat general was sweating on his forehead and feeling cold in his heart. He finally felt that Wang Xing was stronger than him!
"You, your power!" The fat general had begun to regret it. He was thinking about how he could say something nice that would not be embarrassing, but also allow Wang Xing to take back his power and even use it for him.
But Wang Xing used the power of sawing to feel what he wanted to know.
"It turns out that your 800 kilograms of strength is just an explosion. In terms of normal strength, you are not as good as me." Wang Xing suddenly pulled the spear out of the fat man's hand, threw the spear behind him with his right hand, and punched out with his left palm.
Sincerely!
The fat general staggered as he was pulled, and his chest straightened up as he rushed towards Wang Xing's palm.
There was a muffled sound, and the fat general's face turned red. He took three steps back and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The fat general looked at Wang Xing again, his eyes full of panic and fear.
"This is leather armor, right? I thought it was soft, but it's so strong? It can be blocked by my strength. No wonder the Death Soldiers who surrounded Koneli were so confident."
Wang Xing put his hands back on his waist and stepped forward.
The fat general raised his hand hurriedly: "Wait, wait! Don't do anything. I admit that I, the general, spoke a little hastily just now. It was all to test you..."
Whoosh!
Wang Xing's body quickly pulled out a black shadow, and a palm hit the fat general's face. As the fat general looked up and fell, Wang Xing struck out three palms in a row.
Bang bang bang!
The fat general's facial features were collapsed after being beaten with terrifying force, and his body was a bloody mess, and his body lay on his back. The corpses on the ground slowly disappeared.
Wang Xing turned his head. The little soldier behind him, who had been stunned, saw Wang Xing's calm face, and all his souls and souls flew out.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The soldier quickly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"I don't have to kill you. I want you to do something for me." Wang Xing said.
"Anything is fine, just say it! Just let me go."
"Go and call people, your king's personal guards, and the troops stationed outside. Call them all. Just say that someone killed your general." After Wang Xing finished speaking, the soldier felt that he had heard wrongly.
"Calling someone? No, I can't. Please let me go!"
"It's okay, go ahead. The more you call and the more powerful you are, the better." Wang Xing waved his hand impatiently, "I'll wait for you here in the school grounds."
When Xiao Bing saw Wang Xing turning his back to him and leaving, he couldn't believe it. He realized that Wang Xing might be telling the truth. With fear, confusion and doubt, Xiao Bing quickly rushed to the king's palace.
But a small soldier speaks softly, and no one believes what he says.
The reason why the Fat General has been so arrogant and domineering in the city for so many years is because the Fat General has the strongest power in the entire city. No one believed that someone would kill the Fat General and dare to wait there.
Instead, the soldier was arrested and imprisoned by the guards in front of the king's palace for shouting, so that he would not be seen and scolded by the king for making a noise.
Wang Xing walked into the school grounds, but there was only a thousand square meters of land, overgrown with weeds, and surrounded by walls as high as a person. He didn't know what could be blocked.
After going around in a circle, Wang Xing couldn't wait any longer.
He decided to go directly to the king's palace and find some soldiers to fight. He wanted to see how a dozen strong armor-clad soldiers could surround and kill a master like him.
Wang Xing walked all the way to the king's palace and saw the soldiers shouting there. Not to mention trying to disturb the guards, but being caught instead, he was speechless.
Not bothering to correct these people, Wang Xing went straight to the palace door.
The guard immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Stop! This is the palace where the king lives, don't come near it!"
"What if I have to get closer?"
"court death!"
The sword-wielding guard rushed up immediately, and Wang Xing dodged and struck out with a palm.
The Tengjia guard spat out blood, covered his chest and knelt on the ground: "You!"
Wang Xing turned his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. When he looked at the other guard, before he was ready to take action, the guard rushed into the palace with a loud shout.
"There's an assassin!"
Dang, Dang, Dang! !
The small warning bell rang, and a dozen sword-wielding guards guarding the second door rushed over. They saw Wang Xing walking towards him. The bodyguard slowly disappeared due to the death of the sword-wielding guard behind him.
"kill!"
The captain of the sword-wielding guard drew his sword and took the lead in stabbing Wang Xing with his sword.
Wang Xing struck out diagonally with his palm, and the sword that was struck vertically was unexpectedly tilted. The arm of the sword-wielding guard captain was rotated outwards, and the middle door was wide open. Wang Xing rushed forward with a palm, hitting his heart with a palm, and another palm. Slap the throat.
Goo!
The sword-wielding captain's mouth was bleeding, and he fell to his knees. He still wanted to hold on to Wang Xing, but Wang Xing casually hit his temple with a palm and knocked him upside down.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three long swords on the left and right around him attacked together. Wang Xing stepped back and stretched out his hands. The mountain-pushing palm developed through martial arts practice combined with the fighting skills were unleashed unscrupulously under his tyrannical power.
With his physical strength, Wang Xing's palms were so fast that he could hold the two sword blades with his fingers, and with great force, he violently pulled the swords out of the hands of the sword-holding guards.
Wang Xing threw the sword high with both hands and rotated to grab the hilt. Although he did not know how to swordsmanship, he held the sword with both hands and stabbed quickly with only strong strength. The several armor-piercing sword-wielding guards who were struck kept retreating.
Wang Xing's sword struck the same spot several times in a row, penetrating the vine armor and piercing the chests of the guards.
However, this time Wang Xing had no time to finish the attack, as more personal guards had already surrounded him from all directions.
There were attacks from the front, back, left and right. Wang Xing swung his sword with both hands. The swords held by the two people struck broke apart and the weapons fell out of their hands.
Although the sword was long, Wang Xing was still not used to it, so he dropped the sword and slammed into the bodyguard holding the sword.
With a powerful iron mountain support, his shoulder smashed the guard's chin into pieces, and his elbow suddenly dropped downwards and hit his chest, causing the guard to raise his head and fly out.
Wang Xing struck out repeatedly with both palms, and all the stabbing and slashing swords were opened by him, and none of them could hurt him.
'Although the sword-wielding guards are physically strong, they are only as powerful as two or three adults. Their speed is not as fast as mine, and their strength is not as strong as mine. What can they use to fight me? '
Wang Xing used the skills he learned from practicing and felt that his physical fitness was strong, which was different from that of an explosion of energy and blood. The outbreak is only temporary, and without Qi and blood, it will soon fail. But what he is good at is his physical foundation, strength and speed. Other people's explosions are just ordinary shots for him.
After testing that his reflexes were enough to crush the sword-wielding guards, Wang Xing no longer held back.
The originally surrounded sword-wielding guards already felt that Wang Xing was incredibly powerful. At this time, Wang Xing speeded up again. He suddenly grabbed the sword and broke the throat of one of the guards with an elbow strike.
The other guards immediately used their long swords as a cage to surround Wang Xing, but Wang Xingluo slapped the sword with his palm and stabbed it to the ground. Then Wang Xing stepped on the long sword and flew out with his palm, breaking the throat of another bodyguard with powerful force.
At this time, Wang Xing seemed to be in a deserted place. Every time he made a quick attack, a sword-wielding guard fell down.
The corpses of the guards would slowly disappear, but the long swords and parts of the vine armor that fell to the ground proved that Wang Xing easily killed many of their colleagues.
Wang Xing's speed is getting faster and faster, and the more he hits, the smoother he becomes.
The sword-wielding guards saw heavy casualties, and not long after, more than 20 people fell to the ground.
In the direction of the palace, a white-bearded and white-haired man with two swords on his back and triangular eyes walked down the steps in front of the hall.
Beside him was a soldier being carried by a sword-wielding guard, who was explaining the cause and effect.
"The villain didn't lie. He went to join the army, but the general asked him to be a soldier. He wanted to be tested by the general, but the general said he was Zheng Guoxizuo, and then they started fighting. I didn't cause it, the general forced him! The general’s fault!”
laugh!
The old man with white beard and white hair held the two swords behind his back in his hands at some point. He cut off the soldier's head with a sword and said in a deep voice: "The general is appointed by the king. How can you say that the general is not good? I think the general is right. This person is a traitor to Zheng!"
The old man with white beard and white hair walked down the steps with his sword raised. More than a hundred sword-wielding personal guards came from behind and quickly caught up with the old man and followed behind him. Everyone was orderly in the chaos, forming an inexplicable military force. Everyone followed the old man and drew their swords high.
The old man with white beard and white hair shouted: "Kill the thief!"
"Kill the thief!"
More than a hundred sword-wielding guards, under the old man's quick guidance, dispersed into four teams and rushed towards Wang Xing to surround him from all sides.
The old man crossed his swords with both hands and walked steadily towards Wang Xing. When the guard holding the sword fell in front of Wang Xing, the old man crossed his swords and struck with a cross, leaving a shallow sword mark on the back of Wang Xing who was moving at high speed.
This is the first time Wang Xing has been injured without knowing it.
"You are very good!" Wang Xing dodged the slow attacks of the sword-wielding guards around him and rushed towards the old man with white beard and white hair.
Wang Xing was like a meteor passing through the bodyguard who was trying to block the old man, and the blood threads on his right leg and left arm burst out.
die!
Push the mountain palm!
Bang!
Wang Xing struck out with a very fast palm. The old man's right shoulder was shattered and his arm hung down weakly. But the old man didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, his eyes were shining brightly and he shouted loudly.
"Lotus Sword Formation!"
Whoosh!
Uniform sword strikes struck Wang Xing from all directions.
Unknowingly, the sword guards who had just been instructed had quietly replaced the collapsed sword guards who had been beaten before, and surrounded Wang Xing to attack.
Wang Xing relied on his speed to easily dodge the imperfect siege, but because he was a step too slow to dodge, he wanted to continue chasing the old man, so he had to kill several sword-wielding guards. After he killed these people, a new group of personal guards rushed in and stabbed fiercely with swords.
Originally, Wang Xing relied on his speed to dodge between the inconsistent attacks. At this time, the attacks of the sword-wielding guards merged into one group, making it difficult for him to move like a dense forest.
Wang Xing was suddenly beaten left and right, and there were more and more sword marks on his body.
Wang Xing took action and knocked out two guards in a row. But these hundred people were added to the surroundings, stacked like a human wall, advancing and retreating together, attacking in an orderly manner but not making good promises. Even if someone is injured, others will immediately take over and attack in a strong formation.
Wang Xing fought despite being cut many times. Even though he killed one person at a time, the scars left on his body continued to increase, and he would still be surrounded and killed when he bled too much.
Not only that, behind the sword-wielding guards, a group of guards with short bows came running quickly. Under the guidance of the old man, they formed a formation and shot down a hail of arrows...
A strong sense of oppression came over me.
Wang Xing also truly experienced the breathless feeling of being surrounded and killed by an army.
"Before you die, kill this man!"
Wang Xing ignored it, faced the sword stab and rushed forward.
He twisted slightly, just so that no fatal injuries would be left on his body. The moment he rushed out, several palm shadows flew out, and many of the guards in front of him were bleeding or knocked away, leaving a space for Wang Xing.
The old man knew that Wang Xing regarded him as his target, and this guy was also a ruthless man. He actually ignored Wang Xing and fought with his sword in front of him.
Wang Xing's speed was much faster, but his hands were not as long as the sword after all. There was a stalemate with the old man who had excellent swordsmanship, and he kept fighting, with more and more scars on his body.
Wang Xing experienced a life-and-death battle, and became more and more proficient in using the skills he acquired during practice.
Finally, after Wang Xing blasted several personal guards around him, making the old guy think he could breathe for the next sword move, Wang Xing pressed the qi and blood threads at the bottom of the box to burst out, and smashed the old man's face with his final palm.
After killing the target, Wang Xing felt relieved. After being severely exhausted physically and mentally, he was stabbed in the waist by an old man with a poisoned dagger. Finally, he could no longer hold on and was surrounded and killed.
…
Return to the department store.
A thrilling melee ended, and Wang Xing couldn't calm down for a long time.
The army surrounded and killed them, they were indeed powerful!
The strength of this old man with two swords was less than 400 kilograms, but he relied on his sword skills and trained personal guards to restrain him.
He opened the settlement in a good mood and took a look at the harvest.
[Battle acquisition: Physical strength increases once. Holding a sword and guarding the tooth talisman. A pair of inferior soldiers' armor. 】
Of the three rewards, Wang Xing was only confused about the second one.
"Guarding the Tooth Talisman with a sword?"
Wang Xing took out the item, and a beast tooth as big as a pinky finger lay in his palm. The teeth are carved with patterns and tied with brown strings at the ends.
Wang Xing checked the effect and found that he had summoned ten sword-wielding personal guards for him to dispatch.
An idea suddenly occurred to him.
"Summoning? Can you summon people to reality?"
