There were blood foam and some pieces of clothing everywhere in the deep pit. Even the long metal hammer had been broken into several pieces and lay helplessly in the pit.
Zhao Jin was born with divine power, and he was already at the eighth level. The opponent was barely close to the threshold of the ninth level. How could he be Zhao Jin's opponent? Even if it was just a move of Xiaoping A, it was not something the opponent could bear.
"He's still a man!"
Glancing at the man with half of his head still left, Zhao Jin kicked a piece of dirt from the edge of the pit with his feet, just in time to bury the head that still had a horrified expression. Zhao Jin turned and left. As for touching the corpse, then Don't think about it, it's all broken into pieces like this. Even if there are good things, they can't be used now.
As Mu Qianshan, the one with the highest level of spiritual power among their group, his battle ended quickly. Just one of his ordinary demon-suppressing moves, and the opponent couldn't catch it at all. With one palm, he blasted the opponent's chest with his heart. Explosion, a hole as big as a basketball appeared on the man's chest.
The great monk Master Mingzhen had already cut his opponent in half with one shovel, and cut off half of his opponent's head with another shovel. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
Compared to them, Song Qingru's battle was much more pleasing to the eye. As a person who has just reached the eleventh level, the opponent she chose was also the one with the lowest cultivation level among the enemies. She avoided the enemy's attacks with agility, and the peach wood sword in her hand, which was as hard as steel, also held up the opponent's black attack. Iron sword.
Although this person's swordsmanship is not top-notch, he is not inferior, especially his close combat ability, which is really strong.
"I didn't expect that this person's cultivation level is not high, but his fighting ability is so extraordinary. It's just the right time to spar with him to enhance my actual combat ability."
The more Song Qingru fought, the more surprised she became. This man was not an ordinary person. He at least had some talent, which was exactly what she wanted.
"Hmph, you want to practice swordsmanship with me? Let's see who wins in the end!"
Li Qi has already discovered Song Qingru's intentions after the fight, and he can't help but feel a little angry. He, Li Qi, just became a spiritual master three years ago, and now he has entered the eleventh level, and his actual combat ability is even more impressive. Weaker than people of the same level, he even managed to defeat a tenth-level expert with his own soul.
He always thought that he was an invincible genius at his level, but he didn't expect that a "Hello Kitty" he met today would be better than him. What's even more outrageous was that he wanted to use him to practice swordsmanship. This arrogant pair He simply cannot tolerate this happening.
"Humph, go to hell!"
Li Qi shouted angrily and slashed at Song Qingru with swords in both hands, but Song Qingru smiled disdainfully.
"Anger will not make you stronger, it will only expose your weaknesses."
With her exquisite melee moves, Song Jingru was still interested in playing with the opponent, but if it was a head-to-head collision, then the opponent would be of little value.
At this moment, the opponent's fierce blow was full of holes in her eyes. With superb body skills, Song Qingru brushed against the opponent's body and jumped over, slicing his waist with the Taomu Sword in his hand, and then holding the sword in both hands, slashed towards his back.
"Pfft~~~"
A stream of blood spurted out, and the opponent's pale spine could be vaguely seen through the huge wound on his back.
"ah!"
Li Qi was severely injured, screamed, fell forward and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Song Qingru suddenly felt a crisis coming from behind her, and relied on the movement skills of the Qingling Sword she had cultivated to hide to the side. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a black sharp sword cut off a trace of her body. Clothes corner.
After escaping the dangerous distance, Song Qingru turned around and looked.
I saw a tall and strong armed man there, about two and a half meters tall, with leather armor attached to key parts of his body, and thick and dark muscles exposed in the rest of the body. His black hair was tied up, and he wore a dagger on his waist and a shoulder bag. Bow and arrow, holding a black iron sword and staring at Song Qingru eagerly.
"Qi Martial Arts, kill her!"
Li Qi, who was wailing on the ground, looked at his soul and shouted angrily.
Upon hearing this, the soul held swords in both hands and rushed towards Song Qingru again.
Martial arts warriors are for Qi's martial arts. During the ancient Warring States period, Qi's special troops were extremely powerful.
"Guanzi·Seven Methods" says: "If you can attack those who cannot, teach your soldiers and train your soldiers to attack and drive away the crowds and white disciples, so you will win ten battles in ten battles and win every hundred battles."
"Lift it like a bird, move like thunder and lightning, don't get in front of it, don't harm those behind it, stand alone, don't dare to close the enclosure."
This means that Qi martial arts must master unarmed fighting, cornering, swimming, riding, swordsmanship, archery and various enemy-killing skills. It is completely the prototype of today's special forces, just like today's special forces must be able to fly airplanes, drive tanks, etc.
"Qi's martial arts?"
Zhao Jin, who had finished the battle not far away, looked in the direction of Song Qingru and saw that he was fighting with a heavily armed warrior soul. He couldn't help but think of this Qi State's special forces in his mind.
"The people of Qi are strong in spirit, the society is martial, and the spirit of rangers is very strong. There is no shortage of people with strong martial arts skills, capable people who are good at riding and shooting. The leader of the Qi State at that time recruited rangers with strong bodies, high martial arts skills, and people who were good at fighting as a source of troops. Strict military training is carried out to form combat effectiveness. Therefore, Qi Martial Arts has extremely strong individual combat capabilities and is a good fighter in itself."
The location of the Qi State is the current border of Shandong. The people are strong and strong, and the people are strong and aggressive. Their naturally strong physique makes them very powerful in combat.
The selection of Qi Martial Arts is extremely strict. Only those who are warriors, strong and courageous can be selected. Because we are facing a battlefield, we cannot be timid in front of powerful enemies. Therefore, even in the face of an almost invincible enemy, there will be no collapse, and it is absolutely comparable to the 300 Spartan warriors.
"It's a pity. Although Qi Martial Arts is powerful in combat, the army as a whole lacks military spirit. They are just a group of mercenaries who live for money."
Zhao Jin curled his lips and sighed. He had no intention of stepping forward to help. Qi's martial arts skills were not weak, so he was just right as Song Qingru's sparring partner. What's more, Song Qingru was in a state of ease now, and there was no big burden at all. She didn't even summon her soul Gao Jianli. ?
"Qi Martial Arts, hurry up, kill her quickly!"
Li Qi had already struggled to stand up from the ground, but his waist and back were bloody. He hurriedly took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from his arms and poured the white powder onto his wound with great effort. Because of anger and fear, or because of physical pain, his body was shaking violently uncontrollably.
He couldn't help but become furious when he saw that his martial arts skills had not been able to take down Song Qingru, the woman who had caused him such harm. He was so angry that he even pulled off the mask on his face and threw it to the ground, revealing his still somewhat immature body. His face looked a little ferocious due to the severe pain caused by the wound. The sweat on his face was unclear whether it was due to heat or pain.
"This guy doesn't look like a good person!"
Zhao Jin saw that this person's face was a bit sinister, and he was full of hostility. If such a person could not control his temper in the future, it would be difficult for him to achieve great things.
Of course, his fate will end tonight, so what about the future!
Qi Zhi's martial arts is a product of the elite military policy. It has strong combat effectiveness, but its number is limited. Zhao Jin did not expect that such a guy would be so lucky to contract the soul of a martial arts warrior.
Strictly speaking, the martial arts warriors of Qi were the earliest special forces or mercenaries.
When Xunzi commented on the armies of various countries, he once said: "The martial arts of Qi cannot meet the soldiers of Wei, and the soldiers of Wei cannot meet the warriors of Qin."
It sounds like Qi's martial arts warriors are not strong in combat effectiveness. However, compared with the world-famous Wei warriors and Qin Rui warriors, Qi's martial arts itself is already extraordinary, and they are not weaklings. Especially after King Qi Wei's reforms, the military discipline management and training of Qi Martial Arts were once again strengthened, making Qi Martial Arts an elite force that could compete with Wei Wu soldiers.
Each of the special soldiers owned by the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period is not weak individually, but they are adapted to different battlefields.
For example, now, Qi Martial Arts can exert his greatest single-soldier combat ability in a duel. Even Song Qingru, without using his soul, felt uneasy when facing Qi Martial Arts' stormy attack. Little pressure.
Having pressure is a good thing, only with pressure can you make progress!
Qi Jiuqing struck another blow with his two-handed sword and was blocked by Song Qingru. Without any pause, he pushed forward again. Song Qingru's eyes condensed and his body moved forward instead of retreating.
"It's now!"
[Spiritual Skill·Purple Swallow Sweeping Water! 】
With a flash of purple light on his body, Song Qingru's body became lighter and his speed suddenly became faster. Like a purple swallow, the light flashed across Qi Jiji's body several times.
"Huh~~~"
Song Qingru let out a breath, sheathed her sword and stood up.
Looking at Qi's martial arts again, several sword marks appeared all over his body, each of which was at least three inches deep. The soul had no flesh and blood and could not bleed, but it could ooze spiritual power. Spiritual power continued to spurt out from the wound, and his body became somewhat disorganized and almost collapsed.
This not only hurt his spiritual power, but also hurt his most original soul power.
"Well......"
After letting out a startled scream, Qi Jiqi fell to the ground.
"What!? Qi Martial Arts! My soul!"
Seeing that his soul fell to the ground, Li Qi screamed hysterically, as if it was difficult to accept this fact. How could he, Li Qi, the man who would become the king of spiritual masters in the future, die right here?
"Noisy!"
Song Qingru glanced at Li Qi, who seemed to be in despair, used his spiritual power on his feet, and kicked a palm-sized gravel next to his feet.
The gravel shot out and hit Li Qi's head.
At this time, Li Qi, who was as if he had lost his soul, did not react at all. With a "bang", half of his head was shattered, and the hysterical screams finally stopped. Perhaps Li Qi was a genius and had a bright future. Qi Yi died.
That's the way it is.
