"Find the reincarnation of the virtuous saint and bring it back to Da Luo!"
A sweet cry was like the cry of a phoenix, containing the sound of rolling thunder that echoed on both sides of the official road.
The sudden sound startled the Da Luo prisoners of war and Da Zhou sergeants who were queuing up to drink water.
With the sound of bamboo chopsticks clanging against gold and iron, six figures holding two swords rushed out of the wooden shed like ghosts.
Their movements were erratic and strange, like flower petals whirling in the strong wind, but their speed was extremely fast, and they had already rushed to the official road in just one spin.
More than a dozen Dazhou sergeants with long knives hanging on their waists and leather whips in their hands had no time to turn around. Blood splattered and their heads flew up.
The hot blood splashed on the face and body of the prisoner holding the water ladle, and finally dripped on the water in the ladle, outlining bloody ink paintings.
In an instant, there were screams, screams, the sound of chains, and the sound of buckets falling to the ground.
"Form up a formation and resist the enemy!"
After coming back to his senses, the sergeant of Zhou Dynasty, under the command of the leading centurion, mounted his bow and shot an arrow.
The two-stone ox-horn bow, with strings like the full moon, boomed and reverberated, sharp arrows shot through the air one after another, intertwined with each other, forming a dense arrow network, trying to seal off the attacking figures from the Six Paths.
However, the arrow, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, was flicked away with a flick of a dagger by six warriors wearing light armor with flowers.
The figures of the six were like lightning, and they rushed directly into the group of prisoners of war. They meandered forward like snakes and quickly closed the distance with the sergeants of Da Zhou. They sprinted at extremely high speeds of hundreds of meters, and their breath was even and without any fluctuations.
"Xiantian realm warrior!"
The Centurion of Great Zhou raised his eyebrows suddenly and turned pale with shock.
Those who are in the ninth realm of martial arts and have practiced Tai Chi in the fourth realm are already masters among the people. When they join the army, they can serve as general bannermen and command fifty sergeants.
After cultivating to the level of a five-level giant, even in the army, he is a master who can defeat dozens of people. He can serve as a centurion and is a mid-level officer in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
But from the simple food stall next to the official road, six Xiantian realm warriors rushed out at once.
With such strength in the Zhou army, he could serve as a commander and command a thousand soldiers!
"The Saint of Good Virtue, one of the three great saints of the Hua Xiao Dao Sect, it is said that she fell into a womb fascination fifteen years after her corpse was disposed of. The Hua Xiao Dao has been searching for her for all these years to no avail. Could it be that she is among these prisoners of war!"
The Centurion of the Great Zhou Dynasty's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his arm, more than seventy Great Zhou sergeants rushed out on horseback.
Even though he was using his arms as a chariot, he still raised his spear with stern eyes and faced the innate master of Hua Xiao Dao's martial arts.
"咴"
The horses screamed and charged with all their strength, the tip of the spear carrying a thousand kilograms of force, but the short blade in the hand of the innate master of Hua Xiao Dao flashed, and the horse and the man were directly split into two, he dodged between the horse corpses and the human corpses, and pounced on the Centurion of Great Zhou, Not a drop of blood was on him.
It wasn't until the figure rushed out and the corpse of the horse sergeant that was split in two that blood burst out like mist.
"Da Luo Hua Xiao Dao dared to infiltrate our country and stir up trouble in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He committed murders in the official roads of Shengjing. The Holy Emperor was furious and Da Luo was about to be destroyed!"
More than seventy soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty could only take a breath, and they were all destroyed by the short blade of the innate master of Hua Xiao Dao, but they bought the commander a breath of time.
The centurion of Great Zhou took out a bamboo tube from his waist and jerked the bamboo plug mixed with saltpeter and tinder.
The sulfurous smell surged forward, and a ray of fire rushed from the bamboo tube into the sky, bursting out with bright white light, and a harsh sound spread for hundreds of miles.
"Baili News!"
A short blade flew out from the hand of an innate master of Huaxiao Dao and chopped off the arm of the Centurion of Great Zhou, but he was still half-breathed.
"Damn it, let's fight quickly and leave quickly before the reinforcements arrive!"
The innate master of Hua Xiaodao flashed in front of the centurion of Great Zhou and slapped the latter on the chest with a huge force. The chest was lightly armored and dented. The broken heart broke through the skin like a ball of flesh and flew out from behind, leaving a slap. Big and small holes.
"Ring ring ring"
Three small colorful bells with intricate seal carvings flew out from the wooden shed, like guiding lights, looking for and wandering over the panicked and fearful team of prisoners of war huddled together.
"Look for the saint and kill her alive!"
The other masters of Huaxiao Dao shouted in response and rushed into the screaming and fleeing prisoners of war. Under the guidance of the bells, they were like the reapers of death.
Searching and killing at the same time.
Wherever he passed, broken limbs flew everywhere and blood splattered.
The rich smell of blood instantly filled the air, covering up the aroma of rice and wine floating on both sides of the official road.
"Insult me, Huaxiao Taoist Sect, and make the old man die!"
In the wooden shed, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and dressed as a businessman flicked her jade hand, and two bamboo chopsticks shot out like arrows, directly stabbing the old man Tu, the horse slave, who was holding a chicken leg.
"Xuanxin, leave quickly!"
Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly. The moment the square-faced man performed his Taoist technique, he had already realized the subtlety and danger of the situation.
The sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed, and the scales shone in all directions, like a dragon appearing in the world. Jiang Li swung the sword to smash the bamboo chopsticks that were shot, but pollen-like powder burst out from the chopsticks, covering Jiang Li and the three of them. diffuse.
"What!"
Jiang Li was startled. He didn't expect the woman to be so insidious. He couldn't avoid it. Even though he closed his mouth and nose tightly for a moment, a wisp of strange fragrance still drifted in.
In an instant, Jiang Li felt dizzy, as if all his strength had dissipated, his muscles were limp and his bones were weak.
The red dragon-scaled sword fell to the ground, and Jiang Li and the others fell on their backs.
"Hey, Young Master, I forgot to tell you that Hua Xiao Dao's mother-in-law is also good at using poison. This is how I got addicted to poison back then. Falling into the Hundred Flowers Confusion can cause the body-refining warrior to lose all his strength, even if he is in the Ten Thousand Fu realm. When I meet a great master, he will still be filled with hatred!"
Old Man Tu fell next to Jiang Li, with a sly smile on his face, "The most hateful thing is that this kind of drug only intoxicates the body, but does not damage the mind and feelings. It is a luxury to die happily!"
"Are you two the heirs of Marquis Zhenwu?"
The woman wearing a bamboo hat came to the front of the three people with light steps, reached out to pick up the red dragon scale sword that fell at Jiang Li's feet, her veil fluttered as she moved, revealing half of her stunning face.
The woman flicked her jade fingers, and the sword made a roaring sound. The blade vibrated slightly, and the light and shadow of the dragon scales in the wooden shed shook.
"Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Zhenwu, is worthy of being the best martial artist in the world. A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old has the strength of a Tai Chi martial artist. I will give you more than ten years to wait until your twenty-seven or eight-year-old body is fully grown and your blood is strong. , you are also a great master of the Ten Thousand Fu Realm and the Yiwu Realm, I don’t know how many good men in my family will lose their lives in your hands!”
After harvesting the treasured sword, the corners of the woman's mouth curved with pride, but the eyes she looked at Jiang Li were extremely cold, with murderous intent clearly revealed, "Don't worry, I won't kill you yet. You are the heir of Zhenwu Marquis. Have some effect and help us leave Dazhou!"
The woman smiled contemptuously and walked out of the wooden shed, but before she could turn around, Jiang Li, who had been slumped on the ground like mud, suddenly jumped up and hit the woman's neck with his palm like a knife.
The woman's skills were extraordinary, and her strength was not inferior to Jiang Li's, but her neck was one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. She was unprepared and could not withstand Jiang Li's knife. Her eyes went dark and she fell to the ground unconscious. past.
"Young Master of the Marquis Mansion, how come you have cultivated your Qi meridians!"
Old Man Tu was lying on the ground, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he looked incredible.
