Seeing the rugged mountains and complex terrain here, Zhao Qingsong charged forward with his gun and shouted: "We should form a group of ten people and charge on horseback. If it is inconvenient to fight on horseback, then dismount and fight on land. If anyone can't support it, call me loudly. I’ll go over and help you!”
All the Jin Yiwei agreed in unison, formed a ten-man team, and charged in all directions!
Zhao Qingsong led Cao Kang and several others and went straight to the front to kill!
Although the imperial guards are not well-trained troops, they are much more elite than the piles of local troops stationed like refugees and grass bandits!
This group of Taoist priests from Fengdu Ghost City are also quite powerful in combat. They were caught off guard by Zhao Qingsong and others at first. But now they reacted and relied on their numerical advantage to surround them with swords, guns, swords and sticks. Come up!
Zhao Qingsong was not polite. He picked up the spear on his horse, stabbed left and right, slashed forward and back, and easily killed five Taoists in a row in the blink of an eye. He was really brave and invincible, brutal and domineering, with a bright silver spear that made him turn up and down. Flying, there are many afterimages, and no Taoist can be his general!
It only took a moment for Zhao Qingsong to lead his team through the tight siege and smashed the formation of the Fengdu Ghost City group into pieces. Like herding sheep, they started surrounding the group of Taoists. A crazy one-sided massacre!
How have the Taoists in Fengdu Ghost City ever seen such a formation?
It was really a real god of murder descended from the sky, an evil Rakshasa from the earth, and a ferocious beast that came out of its cage. All the Taoists were immediately killed by Zhao Qingsong and several people, and their livers and gallbladders were split with fear. How dare they resist when they saw Zhao Qingsong and several others coming to kill them?
Wherever Zhao Qingsong went to kill him, the Taoists there started crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, running around with their heads in their hands!
Seeing how fierce Zhao Qingsong was, the people behind them all retreated and shouted loudly: "Please Shura! Please Shura! Please Shura!"
"Please Shura!"
As soon as these words came out, there seemed to be some magic power, and everyone began to shout loudly - Please Shura! Please Shura!
Zhao Qingsong didn't care what they were shouting, he just rode towards the back with a gun, wishing he could kill all these people in an instant!
He was afraid that these people would throw themselves alone in despair and hurt Zhu Miaoying!
In less than one meal, Zhao Qingsong had killed dozens of people in a row. Because he rushed too fast, he had already pulled Cao Kang and the other nine people far behind!
After Zhao Qingsong stabbed a panicked Taoist to death with one shot, he suddenly heard a muffled sound of wind and thunder!
There was a strange sound of "woo", hitting directly towards the back of his head!
Zhao Qingsong had no time to retract the bright silver gun, lowered his head sharply, and narrowly avoided this fatal blow!
Before Zhao Qingsong could adjust his body shape, the extremely loud weapon spun in the air, slashed Huashan, and slashed towards his back!
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Qingsong was so anxious that he pulled the three-eyed fire gun hanging on the bird's wing ring behind his back. With a "hidden knife in the back" move, he used the three-eyed fire gun as a shield and erected it behind his back!
Hearing only a harsh and heavy sound of "dang", Zhao Qingsong felt his left hand go numb, and the three-eyed blazing gun flew to nowhere, and his whole body was also hit by the huge force and flew out diagonally. , planted on the grass nearby!
Zhao Qingsong rolled backwards, flicking the bright silver gun in his hand to protect his whole body. He stood up and looked attentively!
I saw a tall, naked man, holding an extremely long and wide Mangmen machete in his right hand, and a disheveled woman in his left hand, glaring at him with an angry face!
Zhao Qingsong's pupils shrank slightly, his left hand and right hand were slightly bent, his legs were slightly bent, the tip of the spear pointed at the ground, his strength was pierced through the whole body, and his energy was released in all directions, warning others to sneak attack on him, and said coldly: "Demon way—— Jia Xiu!"
Jia Xiu smiled evilly, threw the disheveled woman to the ground, stretched out his hand to tear up the Taoist robes of the men next to him, and wrapped them around his waist carelessly, covering his vital parts, and said in a muffled voice: "Just as the woman said... If you touch it, you will die. Three of them died in just a short time. It was too boring to play! Then someone immediately came to my door and asked me to stretch my muscles! Excellent! Excellent! You kid's kung fu is terrible. Okay, you have reported your name. What is your name? What is your position? Why didn’t I see you when I was hanging around in the palace? "
Zhao Qingsong saw that no one was attacking behind him and glanced at the woman Jia Xiu had just thrown to the ground.
I saw that the woman had extremely white skin and a slender figure. She was a young woman. I couldn't help but feel nervous. When I looked closer, I saw that the woman was gorgeously dressed and tall. She was obviously not much shorter than me. Zhu Miaoying felt relieved and did not answer Jia Xiu's question, but asked: "How many people did you kill among the people who came to rob? Who did you kill?"
Jia Xiu laughed wildly, pointed at the two corpses not far away, and said: "What? The emperor asked you to save his wife? Tell you, it's too late, I have already saved his two wives and one daughter. Kill him! No, it’s right there!”
The other Taoists standing behind Jia Xiu also laughed wildly.
Zhao Qingsong looked closely and saw two corpses dressed in concubine clothes thrown there. He thought to himself: "Looking at this posture, Miaoying should be safe and sound now! Very good! I just want to kill all these gangsters as soon as possible." That’s it, the rest will be easy to talk about!”
Zhao Qingsong slowly took a step forward, raised his spear at an angle, and said with a chuckle: "I am Zhao Qingsong of the Jinyi Guards Trial Hundred Household! Kneel down and beg for mercy if you know how to do it, and you can avoid death!"
Jia Xiu laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Hahaha! Why haven't I seen you before? It turns out that you are a trial 100 households! Even the officials in Sesame Grain are older than you. I don't think you can even enter the palace." Are you no longer qualified to see the emperor in the inner circle? Hahaha!"
All the Taoists also laughed disdainfully!
"It seems that the emperor is afraid that I will kill him and send a nobody like you here to die! Boy! If you kneel down and call me grandpa three times now, I can leave some mark for you. I want you to go back and tell the Dog Emperor that Wan Zhen'er is too damn old. If he is not picky about food, I won't be able to eat it! But he tastes like a girl..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light came from lightning and pierced his face!
This cold light came so fast. If Jia Xiu wasn't really good at martial arts and Zhao Qingsong was too far away from him, Jia Xiu would have had a hole in his head!
Even though his Jia Xiu cultivation level was extremely high, he still managed to hide in an extremely awkward manner. He leaned back and narrowly avoided the shot!
It was really dangerous. Although the spear tip was avoided, a long slash was scratched on the forehead by the spear tip, and hot blood gushed out!
Jia Xiu leaned back and immediately took a roll on the spot. He rolled several feet to the side, and then stood up like a carp.
He stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. The scar was not shallow, and a large piece of flesh was scraped off his forehead!
Now that he has lost his appearance, how will he see anyone again?
Jia Xiu had never suffered such a big loss before, his orifices were filled with smoke and he was furious!
Zhao Qingsong stabbed the air with his spear without stopping. The spear was like a dragon, stabbing continuously. Wherever he stabbed, a bright red flower would bloom there. No one could block his move!
In a few breaths, Zhao Qingsong killed four more people in a row!
The remaining Taoist priests had never seen an evil spirit like Zhao Qingsong before. They were so frightened that they pissed themselves off and fled far away. As they ran away, they shouted: "Lord Shura! Please call the Impermanence Ghost!"
"Please quickly invite a bull-headed horse-faced man to charm this man's soul!"
"Lord Shura, please quickly invite the ghost messenger to appear and collect the soul of this thief!"
The Taoist priests fled further and further away, but shouted more and more vigorously, as if this black and white thing, the bull-headed horse-faced man, would really appear when they shouted!
Zhao Qingsong guessed that the so-called Master Shura these people were calling was probably Jia Xiu. The black and white impermanence and bull-headed and horse-faced words they were shouting were probably not real ghosts, but wanted Jia Xiu to perform some strange and mind-bending method!
How could Zhao Qingsong let these people do what they wanted? He saw that Jia Xiu was far away from him. He was about to rush forward and kill Jia Xiu when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Cao Kang and nine people who had arrived!
Zhao Qingsong pointed at Jia Xiu and ordered: "Shoot an arrow to kill Jia Xiu!"
Cao Kang and others didn't wait for their horses to stop, they all took up their bows and fired arrows, and they fired a volley of arrows at Jia Xiu!
