Three monks came out of the golden tent. They were not dressed as monks from the Central Plains, but probably Tantric monks. The three monks could not see the compassion of the Buddha, but instead had a strong sense of killing.
The three monks were all holding golden shields. When Wang Ming entered just now, the three monks held up the shields and pushed him out, including man and horse.
"Who are you? This is the first time I have seen someone whose strength can match mine." Wang Ming stood up and asked when he saw the monk coming out.
"The three of you, Lao Na, are practicing the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", the secret skill of our Mongolian Tantric Vajra Sect, so they are naturally powerful. On the contrary, you, the donor, don't seem to have practiced the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", and you can actually have such magical power. Seriously." The old monk said.
"'Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu'? No wonder! How many levels have you reached in your cultivation?" Wang Ming asked casually.
"Ashamed, I have only reached the ninth level of cultivation thanks to the full support of the Great Khan." The monk's words were very modest, but his expression was clearly full of pride. Because although this martial arts has thirteen levels, it has only been able to be practiced to the ninth level in history. The ninth level can make them stand out among the others.
Wang Ming was stunned after hearing this, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are these ancient people so honest? I just asked casually, and it revealed my true identity."
After hearing the news, Wang Ming finally felt at ease.
Don't underestimate the ninth level of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Gong". King Jinlun during the period of the Divine Condor appeared in the ninth level. After being consumed by Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo in Lujiazhuang, he was still able to fight against Guo Jing. You have to know that Guo Jing at that time His strength is already comparable to that of Ouyang Feng.
The Five Ultimate Skills of the Divine Eagle Period actually relied on time to become innate masters.
In the later period, he cultivated to the tenth level, and even the Five Ultimates together could not be afraid.
Wang Ming thought to himself: "As long as you are not on the tenth level, I can let you see the Buddha today."
Wang Ming didn't stop talking nonsense, he raised his spear and stabbed at the old monk.
The three old monks had no sense of fair competition at all, so they worked together to block Wang Ming's attack. They followed Temujin in battles all year round. In their concept, fighting only requires a large number of people. Why fight alone when you can fight in a group? ?
Wang Ming's gun shot was very fast. Even with the eyesight of the three old monks, they could only see streaks of white light. They had never seen such a fast gun speed. The gun flowers were flying all over the sky. It was so fast. , which shocked them and made them more defensive.
These three monks did not recognize the weapon Ma Shan. In their eyes, it was a strange-shaped spear. The horse was born out of a spear, so it was not surprising to admit their mistake.
The pointed tip of Wang Ming's horse spear blade hit their shields like a violent storm, knocking them back. They did not dare to relax at all. If no one paid attention, the guns and flowers blooming all over the sky would not stop. It bloomed again, but their bodies bloomed with blood flowers.
The bright silver of the horse's blade and the gold of the three monks' shields danced at extremely high speeds, turning into several circles of light and squeezing. The three monks worked together to maintain the center line and not be caught by the bright silver. The aperture is broken.
Ten moves, fifteen moves, twenty moves, twenty-five moves, thirty moves. They felt that Wang Ming's attacks were getting heavier and heavier. Zhongdao had no time to care about him, so they supported him to the death.
This is the use of Wang Ming's Heavy Sword Technique. This move can be called Chong Zi Jue. This is an effect that allows light weapons to hit heavy weapons. Everything else is fine, but it requires too much internal force. There is no heavy internal force to wrap the weapon, and the sword is used as a hammer. Doing so will only cause the sword to break.
The strength and realm of these three monks were no worse than Wang Ming's, but their fighting skills and offensive methods were so poor that they were not at the same level as Wang Ming.
Wang Ming's flying guns were using the "Fantasy Sword"'s burst of speed, the "Speed" technique, and the heavier and heavier attacks, the "Heavy Sword" technique of the Heavy Sword.
In addition, Wang Ming also took advantage of the weapons. The horse pole was made of wood. Don't underestimate this wood. This wood has amazing bending and rebound ability. It took the craftsman three years to repeatedly soak it in oil, dry it, and polish it. Paint, it's harder than iron. It also gives it a toughness that iron does not have. Don't underestimate the rebound effect. It can't only bounce corpses off the blade. Its most important function is shock absorption.
Otherwise, if you think about charging and stabbing the wall with your iron spear, I don't know whether the wall will penetrate it, but your hand will basically be numbed by the shock.
When a spear pierces heavy armor, it's almost like piercing a wall.
So at this time, the weapons of Wang Ming and the three monks can be regarded as a head-to-head collision. One side has a horse to absorb the shock, and the other side can only rely on the body to carry it.
Sure enough, after a while, the palms of the three people began to be chapped by the shock, and the shield handle was stained with their blood. If it were not for the support of their tenacious will, their numb hands would not be able to hold the shield.
They wanted to dodge, but unfortunately Ma Shan's attack range was too wide.
The golden tent had already been opened when Wang Ming rushed in. Sitting in the middle was a majestic but heroic old man, with more than a dozen people sitting side by side on both sides.
The shields and horses outside the tent kept colliding together, making a huge roar, and sparks erupted from time to time due to the blows. The three masters couldn't help but retreat. Anyone with a brain knows the situation of these three masters. Precarious.
"It seems that the three masters are no match for this assassin. They ordered the soldiers to join the siege, and then ordered the heavy crossbows to be brought over. I will shoot him into a sieve." It was Temujin who spoke.
"Take the order!" A soldier quickly left the camp and conveyed the order.
With the addition of the Mongolian soldiers, the three monks got a chance to breathe, and the three of them couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, the support was timely, otherwise they would have been transported today.
Wang Ming also had a headache now. He was pushed out of the tent by three monks. The sweaty horse and he were not in the same place. At this time, he was on the ground, harassed by a group of Mongolian cavalry charging towards him with spears. It's very annoying. Although he won't die after taking a few shots, hundreds of cavalry take turns charging, and the body protection method can't withstand it!
"Ah! Haha! Ha! Ha..."
Suddenly, a very weird and arrogant laughter came out from under Wang Ming's helmet.
The horses within a radius of 500 meters began to lose control and ran around wildly. Many cavalrymen were thrown off their horses.
This chaotic situation fell down and was directly trampled to death.
The soldiers' bodies also failed to obey orders, and their minds were full of hallucinations. Some soldiers with weak willpower had begun to take off their armor and pounce on others around them...
Ahem! This is the effect of the crooked Huang Yaoshi's "Blue Sea Tide Song". Don't blame Wang Ming, this song can arouse those desires.
There were quite a few people present who had internal skills, and many of them began to try their best to suppress the zhenqi flowing in their bodies.
When Wang Ming saw this effect, he couldn't help but said in his heart: "I actually forgot that the group attack ability of the Sound Wave Technique is really not what it should be."
Just when Wang Mingzheng was relaxing, three old monks attacked together. They used the shields in their hands to push back with a powerful force. The three of them knew very well that the people on the other side were not that easy to kill. They were approaching. The people around Wang Ming cooperated with each other to seize the horse stick in Wang Ming's hand, and pushed Wang Ming away from a distance.
In their opinion, this person can fight one against three mainly because of the power of the weapon, which made him lose the weapon. A tiger without claws is not at the mercy of others.
