"Lu Shaolin, you are so shy that you don't dare to come out!" Outside the military camp, the sergeants of the Xuanwu Army shouted at the top of their lungs under Wang Meng's order. The shouts went straight into the military tent of Long Jie's army.
"Lu Shaolin! If you don't hand him over, I will have Long Jie's army removed from the stone city." Wang Meng, the commander of the Xuanwu Army in armor, was pacing back and forth in front of the gate of Long Jie's army camp like that shrew. , shouting at the sergeant behind him from time to time: "Screen, scold me in unison."
"Young Marshal! The Xuanwu Army has scolded him like that, so don't hesitate." Wang Baihu's shout stimulated Lu Shaolin's nerves and made his blood that had just cooled boil again.
"Wang Meng, do you think that this commander is really afraid of you?" Lu Shaolin raised the gun with his right hand and struck Wang Baihu and the soldiers with his left hand: "Let the sergeants light more torches and fight."
"Yes! Young Marshal!" Seeing Lu Shaolin's order, Wang Baihu perked up and filed out from Qiao Baihu's side with the soldiers behind him.
"No way! Marshal!" Seeing that everyone was no longer paying attention to him, Qiao Baihu quickly stepped forward and rushed to the front, knelt down and hugged Lu Shaolin's thigh: "If you go out, you will fall into Wang Meng's trick."
"Stop talking, I have made up my mind! Qiao Baihu, get out of the way." Lu Shaolin struggled a few times. Qiao Baihu, who had always been smooth, felt like he had been weighed down this time. He was determined and hugged him tightly. His thighs.
"Come here, pull Qiao Baihu away." The shouts and curses outside the camp became louder and louder, making Lu Shaolin's anger reach its peak.
"Young Marshal, just listen to the advice of this humble officer! Young Marshal!" Qiao Baihu was dragged out of the barracks by two soldiers from the left and right by his arms, and he kept shouting all the way.
"Wang Baihu, what are you still waiting for?" Lu Shaolin held back his anger and wanted to knock Wang Meng off his horse immediately: "Open the camp gate. I want Wang Meng to know how powerful our Long Jie Army is."
"Brothers, follow the young marshal and kill the camp." Wang Baihu raised his arms and shouted, and all the soldiers cheered, and dust flew up in Longjie's camp for a while.
"You two little bastards, are you rebelling?" Qiao Baihu's arms were tightly grabbed by the two soldiers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
"Qiao Baihu, we are also following orders." The two soldiers were strong-backed, but simple and honest, and they only knew how to carry out orders.
"Let go first! I'm just standing here and won't go anywhere." Seeing that the brute force didn't work, Qiao Baihu slowed down and felt extremely anxious: "If the two armies really fight, That would be bad."
"Qiao Baihu, please don't embarrass us." The two soldiers remained unmoved, just like Qiao Baihu hugged Lu Shaolin just now, refusing to let go.
"Hey, hey! Have you two seen enough, why don't you come to help?" Qiao Baihu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw a savior.
"Push!" Before the two soldiers of the Ming Dynasty understood what was going on, they were hit by two skinny veterans holding spears on the Guanyuan point with the handles of their spears, and they fell to the ground softly.
"Qiao Baihu is so embarrassed!" One of the veterans straightened the inverted spear and mocked: "If I had known this, I should have practiced more on weekdays."
"That's right!" Another veteran also joked: "If we two brothers hadn't arrived in time, we don't know what trouble would have happened."
"Yes! You are awesome." Qiao Baihu was so ridiculed by the two veterans that he couldn't stand down, and he also retorted: "Then who suffered a big loss from others in the cabinet before."
"Don't mention it! Don't mention it! We two brothers were also prominent figures in the world back then. If people know that we were defeated in such an ugly way, how can we still survive in the future?" The two veterans seemed to have been hit seven inches, and they were in their thoughts. Back to the previous duel.
In the small room, Qiao Baihu slowly gnawed on the apple in his hand. The veteran behind him moved step by step from the right side to where Tong Bo was sitting with a steel rod in his hand.
"One-on-one doesn't seem to be interesting, let's do it together." Tong Bo, who had no inner strength, showed confidence and joked.
"Hey! Old Qiao, is this the young master's favorite? I'm afraid his brain is broken." The veteran who didn't want to take action also moved to the other side of Tong Bo, and the stainless steel rod slipped from his sleeve.
"Don't ask me! You'll know if you try it." As Qiao Baihu complained, the veteran on the right moved, without any fancy, picked up the steel rod and swung it towards Tong Bo's head.
"Boom!" Tong Bo kicked the table legs with both feet and moved back quickly with the force of the pile. The hit tabletop was torn into pieces and scattered on the ground.
"So fast!" Tong Bo secretly screamed, bending his legs during the move, narrowly avoiding a horizontal stick from another veteran.
The veteran who broke up the table obviously didn't want to give Tong Bo a chance. He tapped the fine steel rod lightly on the ground, his whole body was in a straight line, and he actually hit Tong Bo with his head.
The other veteran was not in a hurry to attack again, but just stayed behind Tong Bo like a shadow, blocking his evasive path.
"Ugh!" Tong Bo had lost all his internal strength. He relied on years of experience and body instinct to dodge like this. How could he dodge this well-coordinated blow? His body was knocked backwards by the veteran's headbutt.
Tong Bo's back hit the pillar of the room. Before he could take a breath, he felt a sudden sound of wind beneath his head. Another veteran came down vertically and hit his Baihui point with his right palm.
Tong Bo hugged the pillars of the house with both hands and turned to the right with all his strength. The veteran's thick palm hit the ground heavily, and a crack slowly appeared in the blue brick.
Tong Bo rolled back on the spot, put his right hand on the ground, and kept a distance of about three feet from the two veterans. The moment he slowly raised his head, he gently wiped away the blood line at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became sharper.
"Boring." The two veterans stopped chasing and stood side by side with arrogance on their faces: "You still want to see the soul attack technique just now?"
"You can't defeat Tong without the soul attack technique." Tong Bo stood still with difficulty and stared at the opponent firmly.
"Old Qiao, if you kill his young master, you won't be blamed, right?" The two veterans seemed to have some scruples in their hearts, so they didn't kill him completely.
"How can the young master care about a worthless person?" Qiao Baihu looked at the extremely embarrassed Tong Bo and burst into laughter.
"That's good!" As he spoke, the two veterans' steel rods came out at the same time, pointing directly at Tong Bo's Lianquan and Tanzhong acupoints.
Tong Bo's eyes were slightly closed, his right fist raised high, motionless, as if waiting for death, and allowed the two men to approach him.
"No! Your arms have been sprinkled with phosphorus powder." Qiao Baihu suddenly saw the silver light shining on the arms of the two veterans, and immediately spoke to stop him, but it was too late; the distance between the two steel rods was less than one foot. At this moment, Tong Bo turned slightly sideways and flicked the silver chain in his raised right fist. The chain wrapped around the two steel rods like a spiritual snake.
The two veterans were furious when they saw that Tong Bo's left hand had grabbed the other end of the silver chain, and in conjunction with his right hand, tightly entangled the two fine steel rods.
"Suffer death!" The two veterans clearly had no inner strength to bully Tong Bo. They actually used brute force to push the fine steel rod forward, causing fierce sparks to burst out from the friction with the silver chain.
"Puff, puff, puff!" The sparks hit the phosphorus powder, causing the arms of the two veterans holding the steel rods to suddenly catch fire at the same time. When the two were slightly distracted, Tong Bo threw out two will-o'-wisps.
"Bang!" With the blessing of the will-o'-the-wisp stone, the burning flame triggered a small explosion, blowing the arms of the two veterans until blood flowed.
"Drink!" One of the veterans shouted loudly, ignoring the green flames on his arms that were burning brighter and brighter. He pointed the fine steel rod towards the ground; a transparent shadow with a bit of green rushed out from the veteran's body, holding the rod. Straight into Tong Bo's body.
"Plop! Plop!" The crimson heart opened and shrank, beating powerfully, and the phantom steel rod was approaching inch by inch, about to pierce through at the sight.
Suddenly, several black ribbons were wrapped around the shadow's ankles, and soon the entire shadow was tightly bound, making him unable to move.
"Uh huh!" As the black ribbon tied the phantom tighter and tighter, the veteran's whole body seemed to be wrapped with electricity when the fine steel rod hit the ground, and he was so paralyzed that he could no longer speak.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Another veteran was very anxious when he saw this. He just lightly touched the veteran with the stainless steel rod on the ground with one hand, and then immediately retracted it as if he was electrocuted.
"Curse-bound soul?" Although Qiao Baihu is not good at attacking, his eyesight is extraordinary. He can see the situation of the veteran at a glance: "I didn't expect Qiao to see someone who surrendered to the curse again in this life?"
"Qiao Baihu is really knowledgeable!" Tong Bo raised his head with a smile, and the blood line at the corner of his mouth remained again: "How? Do you want to continue the competition?"
"No need! The master's original intention is not to die together!" Qiao Baihu stood up solemnly, stopped the veteran who wanted to take action with his body, and bowed to Tong Bo: "I hope Lord Tong has a lot of guards to release him. .”
Tong Bo thought, and the black ribbon quickly shrank away from the surface of the shadow, condensing into a sphere in front of the heart.
"Go!" The black sphere hit the surface of the phantom like a spring, and with a 'swish' sound, the phantom returned to the veteran's body.
"Uh huh!" The paralyzed veteran was trembling all over. When he came to his senses, he was stunned and couldn't say a word.
"Why didn't you speak suddenly? Mute?" Qiao Baihu patted the two veterans who were lost in memories, and brought their thoughts back to reality.
"It's not your fault. I won't mention anything!" The two veterans quickly changed the subject: "Old Qiao, why don't you leave? If you continue to delay, if Long Jiejun and Xuanwu Army really fight... .”
"That's right!" Qiao Baihu slapped his forehead and ran toward the camp gate with smoke under his feet, but he didn't look back and said: "Keep an eye on these two people, don't let them cause trouble."
"What a mouthful!" The two veterans waved impatiently at Qiao Baihu, and started talking to each other again when Qiao Baihu disappeared.
"Brother? Who do you think that Tong Bo is? He could defeat our soul attack technique so easily." The shorter veteran was still frightened as he recalled the battle.
"It's not a good thing anyway!" The veteran who was hit by the trick couldn't help but tremble all over when he thought about his previous experience: "And I always have a feeling that the fighting skill surnamed Tong seemed to have deliberately induced us to use the soul attack technique. He is also deliberately hiding something."
"Brother! To tell you the truth, I still haven't figured out when our arms were sprinkled with phosphorus powder?" The shorter veteran said with a smile, pausing his head.
"Don't think about it if you don't understand. Drag these two guys in first." The veteran who was recruited knocked the opponent on the forehead. Even he himself couldn't figure out this problem.
