There are more than a hundred evil spirits in this bunch, each with excellent equipment. In terms of momentum, they are much more powerful and bigger than the group of stragglers just now.
Among them, what caught Zhao Jin's attention the most was the dozen or so strong men in the middle wearing yellow scarves and bare chests. They were all broad and strong. They surrounded an evil spirit dressed as a general riding a red-maned horse. Faintly respect him as the master.
"Li Ping, now we have to take action for real."
Seeing this posture, he couldn't hold him anymore, so Zhao Jin signaled to Li Ping in a low voice.
"My lord, I swear to protect my lord's safety to the death."
Li Ping stood up with his spear drawn, his eyes filled with perseverance.
"You were the one who killed the general's vanguard?"
The leading ghost general stared at Li Ping and drank loudly.
"It's Li, so what do you think?"
Li Ping also did his part.
"Okay, okay, what a courageous general. If they die, they will die. As long as you kill the human next to you, I will spare your life and even let you lead a team. All fifty soldiers."
I don’t understand what this ghost was thinking, but he actually wanted to conquer Li Ping. Li Ping even laughed at his operation.
"Li Ping, capture the thief first and capture the king first, then cover me later!"
"promise!"
After secretly receiving the order, Li Ping also began to become arrogant, but in fact he secretly gathered strength.
"Oh, what a little pawn you are, you actually dare to try to capture the tiger. What a fool's dream and wishful thinking!"
The ghost general was so stimulated by Li Ping's words that he had no choice but to announce his identity, hoping to use his identity to suppress Li Ping.
"Hey, this general is Yang Fang, the commander-in-chief of the great virtuous master. How dare you act so arrogantly? If you know the truth, throw down your gun and surrender as soon as possible. I still need a horseman, you can be the one!"
"Bah, you little thief, how dare you fight me to the death!"
"Oh, how can a general fight against a soldier?"
Li Ping was a little disappointed when he failed to provoke the opponent into a one-on-one duel. It seemed that he could only try his best.
"Afraid of death is just afraid of death, why bother looking for excuses, drink!"
With a loud shout, Li Ping mounted his horse and opened the way, followed closely by Zhao Jin, waiting for the opportunity to move.
"Humph, if I give you a chance, you will definitely seek death!"
Yang Fang took out a small yellow flag pinned to his waist and waved it forward.
"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will bring good luck to the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow halo of light swept across, and the ghost soldiers became more powerful.
"Nah, there's also a buff bonus!"
Cursing secretly and not caring about anything else, Zhao Jin dodged all the interceptions and rushed towards Yang Fang in the middle.
The ghosts and evil spirits on the side shouted the slogan "The sky is dead" and rushed towards them, and the ghost tide surged.
But charging into the formation alone is not that simple, not to mention that Zhao Jin doesn't have a horse yet.
After finally breaking through the interception of ordinary soldiers, he saw that he could approach Yang Fang through a few evil spirits, but unfortunately he could not go any further.
The ones who intercepted them were none other than the group of shirtless men.
They roared "The sky is dead" and changed their bodies. Their strong bodies were even bigger, and they were not as big as Li Ping who was riding a white horse.
"Mo Dan, there really is a Yellow Turban Warrior, damn it!"
In desperation, Zhao Jin could only use his gun to fight hard. During this stalemate, the surrounding ghost soldiers had already surrounded him.
"Ha, you still want to capture the thief first? Do you really think I haven't read the Art of War? I'm not a bandit, I'm also a scholar."
Yang Fang, who was watching the show on a red-maned horse, looked at Zhao Jin's movements and sneered.
However, no one or the ghost noticed that on the rooftop in the distance, there was a lonely figure standing with arms folded.
"Li Ping, this is not the way to go. Skip the formation for me and I will fly over."
After repelling a yellow scarf warrior again, Zhao Jin greeted Li Ping.
"No, my lord."
The situation now is not conducive to Zhao Jin. The front is blocked by yellow scarf warriors, and a group of ghost soldiers are surrounding the rear. Half the incense stick has passed before he advances less than one meter. If he continues like this, he will take jujube pills. (Sooner or later it will be over).
"puff!"
Finally, Zhao Jin began to be injured. The tip of a spear rushed over in the cold light. It couldn't avoid it and scratched Zhao Jin's chest and clothes, causing some bloodshot eyes.
And this was just the beginning. Zhao Jin began to fall into a disadvantage gradually, and his clothes were constantly scratched. Fortunately, they were only minor skin injuries and did not suffer any particularly serious injuries.
"Lord! Hey, you moth thief, how dare you hurt my lord!"
Li Ping, who was not far away, looked at this scene with eyes splitting in anger and extremely angry.
"Hahahahaha, I thought he was so powerful, but that's it, Yellow Turban Warrior, move forward and kill him as soon as possible!"
Yang Fang, who was riding on a big horse, saw that Zhao Jin was injured and laughed so hard that his throat was exposed. He was extremely arrogant and arrogant. Little did he know that this was Zhao Jin's intention and his death was not far away.
If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy.
"drink!"
Several yellow scarf warriors in front surged up again and stabbed them with several spears.
"Drink! Now!"
With a secret shout, Zhao Jin took advantage of the momentum and stepped forward, stepped on the intersection of the spears, and jumped with all his strength.
"Li Ping!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Of course, Li Ping would not let go of this good opportunity. The two of them thought about it, and Zhao Jin jumped towards Li Ping who was riding a white horse at the front. Li Ping stretched his spear backwards, and Zhao Jin stepped on the tip of the spear lightly. The two of them exerted force at the same time, Li Ping threw up his spear, and Zhao Jin jumped up.
"drink!"
With an angry shout, under Yang Fang's horrified gaze, Zhao Jin held a long spear, split Huashan with one move, and smashed into the middle of Yang Fang's door.
This Yang Fang was not just a show-off like the previous team leader. He also reacted in a timely manner, pulling out a big knife on the side of his horse and slashing forward and upward.
The best defense is offense.
"boom!"
The gun and knife collided, and Yang Fang felt a huge force coming from him, which made his arms numb. He almost couldn't hold the sword with both hands, and he cursed secretly in his heart.
The red-maned horse under his feet also felt this huge force and had to take two steps back to relieve the force.
"This boy has so much strength!"
"snort!"
Yang Fang shouted angrily and gathered all his strength to push forward. Zhao Jin, who had lost his leverage point in the air, had to be knocked away.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jin did not land quickly, but turned the head of the gun back and pressed it down. The spear he was holding fell between his legs, clamped with his calves, his body twisted and spun, and the spear flew out. , the gun pointed directly at Yang Fang’s life gate.
"Huh!? Carbine!?"
Zhao Jin was caught off guard by this move and let out a horrified cry. Fortunately, he was also a young man who had experienced many battles. His body's instinctive reaction was to swing the big knife in his hand to resist.
"Ding!!!!"
After the sound of weapons impacting, the gun head shifted, grazed Yang Fang's neck and moved sideways, stabbing his shoulder. The huge force penetrated Yang Fang's right shoulder bone, driving his body back and almost falling. Get off your horse.
"Ouch! What a pity!"
Zhao Jin secretly shouted, and without hesitation, he pulled the gun back. His feet that had just landed on the ground used force again, and with a shock step, he pushed his body forward, and stabbed him with the gun again.
As the saying goes, "shoot the man first, shoot the horse." Zhao Jin is not stupid. He doesn't have a horse, but can he still fight with others' horses?
The spear pierced the horse's head, and with the weight of the body leaning forward, the horse was about to die.
Unexpectedly, the horse had some intelligence. It sensed that its life was about to be threatened, and ran to the side without caring about the injured Yang Fang on its back and the evil spirits trampled by it at its feet.
"Hey, you stupid horse, stop it quickly, stop it quickly, you are going to kill me!"
Yang Fang, who had just been injured and could barely stop himself, was almost knocked down by the sudden jump of the big horse. Regardless of the severe pain that kept hitting his shoulders, he quickly grabbed the reins with both hands and clamped his legs to stabilize his body.
Zhao Jin was also stunned by the big horse's operation. The lonely figure in the distance also had several black lines coming out of his head. He wanted to watch the show for a while before taking action, but now the show has become a joke. What else is there to see?
"The Way of Taiping is as motionless as a mountain!"
Yang Fang took out a talisman seal from his waist, put it in his mouth and affirmed it. He made several handprints on his hand. A yellow seal enlarged and spread around the talisman seal, illuminating his whole body. The horse was finally determined. Come down.
"Snapped!"
"Hmph, you stupid horse!"
Yang Fang slapped the big horse's head hard, and the horse whimpered in pain.
"Boy, you still have two strikes, but it's not enough!"
Turning the horse's head and looking at Zhao Jin who was surrounded by the yellow scarf warriors again, Yang Fang gave a grim laugh.
"Taiping Taoism: Spread beans and become an army!"
Yang Fang suddenly took out a small package from his arms and opened it. Inside was dozens of golden beans. Upon closer inspection, there were mysterious talismans appearing on the beans. Yang Fang's eyes flashed with distress, and he grabbed a dozen beans and threw them out.
Each bean accurately hit a yellow scarf warrior. The bean melted into their bodies as soon as they touched it. Then a yellow light flashed and a complex ancient talisman appeared behind them. Their bodies It suddenly increased again and its momentum became even more majestic.
"Lord, it's broken, their strength has increased again!"
In front of Li Ping, two yellow scarf warriors held their spears against him. The two ghosts exerted their strength and almost forced him to retreat. The three of them actually fell into a wrestling match.
Li Ping, who had experienced countless battles in his previous life, knew that it would be very detrimental to them if this situation lasted for a long time, so he stopped stalemate and looked for a breakthrough again.
"Hey!"
His anger settled in his dantian, he exerted his body strength, and raised his body upwards. When the two yellow scarf warriors thought that Li Ping was going to knock them away, Li Ping swayed, flipped the spear in his hand on one side of his body, and slid it from the middle. Li Ping rubbed the gap between the two ghosts and took a step forward.
The two ghosts were just using their strength again, but they never expected Li Ping's move. Caught off guard, the two ghosts used too much force and lost their balance, falling forward.
How could Li Ping let go of this opportunity? He held the spear in a paddling motion, moving the head of the spear to the left and the tail of the spear to the right, fast and slow, from the two ghosts' heads to their tailbones. Li Ping tried this move hundreds of times. Bu Ti, in my impression, these two ghosts must be in a state of terror.
However, the reality was not like this. When the head and tail of the gun came into contact with their bodies, the round ancient talisman that had been floating behind them turned into reality and resisted the fatal stroke.
Li Ping only felt that the spear in his hand seemed to have pierced something hard metal, and his palms were numb for a while. When the spear passed by, it only aroused a burst of golden sparks, but did not have any real impact on the two ghosts. s damage.
Although the two ghosts did not receive any physical damage, they were staggered by the force. It seemed that they were surprised that they were okay. Then they laughed evilly and turned around to look at Li Ping.
What left Li Ping speechless was that these two ghosts even pretended to twist their necks and clenched their fists. They really thought they were some kind of boss.
