"Who broke into the palace?"
In the Yangxin Hall, there was no reaction yet, but a thousand sergeants below the Dan level started to move.
Under the moonlight, there were three in groups and five in formation. The front row held up their shields and the back row formed a circle.
The man who drank violently had colorful patterns painted on his face, a big braid on the top of his forehead that went around his neck three times, his hands and feet were long, and the muscles on his shoulders and back were spread out like wings.
He stood in front of the formation and exhaled loudly, holding a big bow more than two meters long in his left hand, and holding the bow like a full moon with his right hand, making a sound until the arrow arrived.
stop……
The sharp arrow shot through the air, and only a tiny shadow could be seen, disappearing into the night, and the sharp sound of howling had just reached my ears.
This person didn't stop. He turned slightly sideways, stepped across the trees, jumped into the air, drew out the arrow with his backhand, and three more arrows came out in unison.
"Barbarian Baturu?"
Above the leaves on the top of the tree, a dark figure suddenly laughed: "The power of the heavy arrow is indeed very strong. Unfortunately, you made too much noise when you took action, and lost the true meaning of a secret attack. Although it is strong enough to fight against tigers and bears, , but I am neither a tiger nor a bear..."
Amidst the shouts of the crowd, you can still hear the man's unhurried voice speaking, and you can still see the four long arrows held in his left hand.
"Kacha..."
Four arrows were broken into eight pieces.
The man in black is of course Zhang Kun. After he entered the Yangxin Hall, he no longer hid his figure.
Instead, it flew past the landscape trees with great fanfare and astonishing momentum...
Stepping on the small branches and leaves, his clothes broke through the wind fiercely, almost screaming to the sky, attracting the heroes from all over the world to attack.
Along the way, branches were broken and leaves fell like rain. His figure was quickly spotted as he was rushing forward.
The more than a thousand soldiers on the periphery looked like elites, but in just two breaths, they all started moving like ants.
It vaguely formed a semicircular military formation. Under the command of four tall and powerful generals, they narrowed their formation and surrounded them while shouting.
Before the army was surrounded, someone held an arrow and attacked first.
"The barbarian warriors all deserve to die..."
"I won't play with you anymore." Zhang Kun's eyes flashed with a chill.
He vaguely felt a wild and wild aura in these barbarian men, which seemed completely different from the eight-seat sergeants he usually saw.
This is the most elite power...
Do you still maintain the tradition?
I heard that the savage coming-of-age rite is to fight jungle beasts, killing tigers, bears, and lions with bare hands. Do you even bother to kill wild wolves?
This custom has been abolished for hundreds of years and is probably rare now.
I don’t know when, but some were still left in the palace.
With a violent roar, arrows rained down from all directions. Four figures rushed in front of them crazily. One person jumped and flipped, and the arrows were all fired.
One person danced with a wolf-headed awl and knocked it down quickly, which was both cunning and fierce;
There was also a person who opened and closed his double silver hammers, causing a violent wind.
The last person took a few steps away and swung his ax like a wild boar... The light of the ax was fast and heavy, and the wind picked up, leaving a long white mark on the ground.
Zhang Kun took a few steps, his figure was as light as a ghost. With a few taps on the branches and trunk, he had already jumped several feet away.
The half-cut arrow in his hand made a "wu" sound and was shot out.
It's like a stream of light hitting the barbarian archer.
This man has a strong bow and heavy arrows. He can change his body shape at any time and treat himself as a tiger to attack. However, he still can't get very close, which is the most troublesome.
Even if it doesn't hurt you, it will still be disgusting.
So, take care of him first.
With a cry of relief, Liu Guang rushed forward, and his momentum was three points stronger than the sharp arrow shot by the big bow.
The man with the colorful face only had time to turn over and jump forward, raising his bow to block the attack.
collapse……
The string is broken and the bow is broken.
His whole body was shaking, and as soon as the sound reached his ears, three arrows hit his chest, throat and lower abdomen at the same time.
The arrow was powerful, passing through his body and breaking through the rear formation.
Several personal guards who were following ten feet away fell to the ground with a snap and made no sound.
"you……"
The magic archer barbarian's eyes widened, and with his last breath of consciousness, he saw clearly that the man in black turned into a strong wind and rolled over.
The free arrows fired by the soldiers hit him and made a dull thumping sound. The arrows were bent and the arrows were broken, but they did not hurt him at all.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"careful……"
He used his last strength, roared for half a sound, and fell to the sky. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the head of the man holding the ax flying.
Although the giant ax cuts quickly, the attack is also fierce. It was destroyed by the barbarian general with all his strength. It has more than a thousand kilograms of power and can cut half of a big tree as thick as an arm in front of him.
However, when it hit Zhang Kun's chest, it fell into those white and smooth palms, and no sound was heard again.
Zhang Kun's palms were like ox tongues. He held the axe's blade and used his strength to absorb the force. His palms were slightly offset.
The ax has its head turned upside down.
The figure continued to charge forward, dragging the ax blade with him.
The barbarian general who attacked the most ferociously, along with the steel neck armor and the leader of Liuyang, were cut off at the same time.
He didn't care about the heavy axe, and used the force to lift himself up. As light as black smoke, he arrived in front of the wolf-headed warrior. His body was spinning, and his legs were kicked out...
One leg, like a whip or a spear, had already broken through the wolf's head and sharp edge, and kicked the warrior on the chin with a snap.
Half of the man's head exploded with a snap, and the whole man flew several feet upside down and fell into the military formation.
Blood spilled in the air, and before it hit the ground, it was already out of breath.
"Hammer? I can play with it too."
In the lightning and flint, three people were killed. Zhang Kun sneered, facing the two silver hammers that were rushing forward and smashing at each other crazily, he clenched his hands into fists and banged, making the air burst and ripples in front of him.
The silver hammer shook violently, making a thunderous roar.
Boom…
Both arms of the warrior holding the hammer were broken, and the handle of the hammer was knocked upside down and hit in the chest.
There was a loud crackling sound in the sternum, and countless bones were broken.
His whole body flew upside down as if he had been hit wildly by a bison.
It was spinning, and blood was spurting out when it hit the ground. Its eyes were wide open, and it could only breathe out but not in.
How hard the previous fight was, the stronger the counterattack will be.
The entire sternum was completely shattered, and the bone fragments were inserted into the internal organs like arrows. It was his ability to hold on for one more second.
…
After killing four generals in a row, Zhang Kun's body was filled with blood like mist, and his momentum rose again.
I don’t know what the watermelon-sized double silver hammers are made of. Holding them in my hands, each one weighs one hundred and twenty kilograms.
It spun around in his hand for a few times, then used the force to spin and dance quickly, dancing with silver light, and sprinted forward.
The shield soldiers standing in front of him were like a small wooden house facing a huge torrent.
There was a crash, the shield was broken, armor was scattered, bones were broken, and people flew away...
"Look at my random cloak hammering skills too."
Zhang Kun's double hammer dance became more and more urgent, and the hammer force became heavier and heavier, attacking the military formation with one person's power.
Even a high mountain in front of him was crushed by him.
Everyone could only hear a dull sound like thunder falling to the ground. Only the shouts of killing were heard, but not a single word of howling was heard.
As long as he was touched by the hammer head that fell like a rainstorm, his whole body would immediately fall apart.
The explosive force pushed all the way, and with Zhang Kun's roar, the military formation had been penetrated.
…
Looking from the Yangxin Hall, one can see that the surrounding military formation is no longer in any formation at this time.
Since the death of the four generals, basically, wherever the black shadow and silver light rushed, a huge gap appeared.
Those soldiers were actually hiding.
"One person's power is so great. Is he a human or a ghost?"
Emperor Guangxu felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.
The more than a thousand elite guards have become a worry for him.
It was a wild army that the barbarians could rarely survive in the black waters of the White Mountains.
There are more than 3,000 such warriors. They are warriors trained with the most primitive and cruel methods to dare to fight.
In name, it was the power of the imperial court, but in fact, Emperor Guangxu couldn't get his hands on it at all.
Perhaps, in terms of personal force, the leader of his own bodyguard could compete with these generals, or even be better.
In terms of the quality of the soldiers alone, even patting horses cannot match it.
The two sides are facing each other, and they may not be able to withstand even one round.
This was the reason why he was sad day and night, but was helpless.
Situations are stronger than people.
…
Killing generals rush into the formation and hammer the Tianmen Gate.
Zhang Kun swung the hammer all the way, turning the hammer into a fist. The force of the hammer was so dense that the rain could not penetrate, and blood rained down...
He was beaten until his blood was boiling, and a stream of white steam steamed three feet above his head. Under the cold light of the waning moon, it made people feel overwhelmingly hot.
Seeing that the barbarian army formations around him had been dispersed, and everyone was afraid, they only dared to watch from a distance and no longer dared to step forward, Zhang Kun suddenly felt happy.
He threw away the double silver hammers with bent handles, making a dull clang sound.
He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then climbed up the steps.
Dots of golden dragon energy floated from all directions, sinking into the center of the eyebrows.
Zhang Kun just stopped, sensed the points, and shook his head slightly.
'I wonder if it's because I'm stronger that it's more difficult to obtain dragon energy? Or because this powerful army is not visible to others and not many people know about it, the harvest of dragon energy points is a bit meager. "
After killing so many generals and so many soldiers, Zhang Kun felt disgusted with only 7 points.
However, he felt a little relieved when he thought that during the day, he had suppressed the Eleven National Newspaper Office and killed all the high-ranking foreign gentlemen to their knees, and only gained 9 points of Dragon Qi.
I began to feel that this dragon energy was not as easy to obtain as I imagined.
'Thanks from the heart, this is actually a false proposition. Does anyone really miss me? I have worked so hard..."
Before the final results are seen and the people’s wisdom is not enlightened...
The common people, who are like grass, trees, earth and rocks, live in a hazy way, and life is already very difficult. Where would you have the energy and interest to express gratitude to a stranger?
Even if it means overturning the world and destroying the dynasty. Those people still think that everything is not as important as a coarse grain bun in their hands.
Ignorant and numb people and extremely smart people all have one thing in common.
That is, they actually see through the essence of life from their own levels.
Live and die, life is very short.
This world is not worth it.
I come to the human world once, and only once...
What can you do to inspire and influence this kind of people?
No matter how much you say it, the former is just a fart; the latter, you are just a fart.
Therefore, Tan Weixin's approach is actually the most correct.
Establish schools, abolish imperial examinations, and open up people's wisdom.
From a basic cognitive level, putting literacy and understanding principles at the highest priority is the foundation for the rise of a country and a nation.
Reform is very difficult and requires bloodshed.
So, let this blood begin to flow tonight.
…
Zhang Kun took the last step on the stairs.
There was a golden wind and sea rain before my eyes.
The shadow of the golden stick was caught in the roaring wind and fell from all directions.
A figure leaped and galloped, screamed and roared, and launched an attack with overwhelming momentum. It really felt like a golden monkey rising up with a mighty stick.
"Gong Monkey, even if you are Sun Monkey, you can't break this half-foot Buddha palm."
Zhang Kun smiled coldly and turned his palms down.
boom……
His right palm, as white as jade, suddenly expanded, filled with blood, and became as tough as steel, but also as soft as cotton.
Just a palm fell...
The stick shadows all over the sky have disappeared.
The head of the stick has fallen into the palm of his hand.
But his figure stood as tall as a peak, motionless.
Like a rain of sticks, under the impact of the force, only two corners of the black clothes were blown up...
There was never a moment when Zhang Kun could feel his progress and strength.
When he broke into the palace for the first time that day, Gong Baosen's stick was so powerful that he was still at the peak of his dark strength, but he was able to hit himself until his knees were buried in the rocks and soil. Only by using clever methods and using strength and offloading strength can we withstand this fierce attack.
But now, hundreds of sticks and thousands of sticks are coming.
To him, it was like the drizzle falling from the sky, it had long since lost any threat.
Although, in the induction, this "Golden Monkey" has already stepped into the realm of the Marrow Cleansing Master, with strong blood and energy, and a strength of more than 1,200 kilograms.
But it’s still far from enough.
Moreover, the quality of the five hundred guards under him seemed to be much lower than that of the more than a thousand barbarian warriors posted below the steps, and they did not have the bloody spirit to fight to the death.
Instead, they huddled together and called for escorts. In fact, there were only a few who could really rush out and fight alongside Gong Baosen.
The words are loud and clear, but there is no actual action.
This is the Daqing Army I know.
Zhang Kun thought to himself, his arms turned into spiritual snakes, twisting around the tail of the stick in his hand, moving his shoulders and hips together, then... a palm hit the stick heavily.
The golden stick is like a wave of water, swaying in an arc...
Kung Baosen's body was not stable when he landed on the ground. He was pumping the stick with all his strength and preparing to use his backhand. When he was hit by this concussive force, half of his body immediately became sore and numb.
My feet felt weak and I couldn't move.
But at this moment, the stick head suddenly spit out a message like a spiritual snake, and pierced his throat as fast as lightning.
There is only one move, one move, and you can only close your eyes and wait for death.
'I have broken through a fake refining marrow and energy. '
A hint of defeat flashed in Gong Baosen's eyes, and he was a little discouraged for a moment, and he didn't even want to hide.
In fact, he couldn't hide.
“Don’t hurt anyone.
In the military formation, another person jumped out.
This man was wearing leather armor and a military hat. His face could not be seen clearly, and his voice was full of anxiety and anger.
Before the person arrived, a single sword suddenly swung down, as if shrinking to an inch, and struck Zhang Kun between his eyebrows and his chest.
Ouch...
This man drew his sword like a tiger, and the roar of the tiger and the roar of the sword were combined together, giving the impression of a tiger traveling and all beasts retreating.
Zhang Kun's nose even smelled the slightest fishy smell...
It was like seeing a real tiger, baring its bloody fangs towards him.
"What a move, Xingyi Tiger Fist, but it's still a tiger coming down the mountain!"
Zhang Kun's eyes brightened slightly.
This man's sword and fist merged into one, and his muscles and bones vibrated and made the sound of a tiger's roar... Without strong enough bone marrow, he couldn't punch this kind of punch or swing this kind of knife.
It is really surprising that there is such a great master hidden among Gong Baosen's escorts.
However, no matter what, tonight's plan cannot be blocked.
Therefore, he decided to give the other party a face and withdraw seven points of his strength to deal with it.
Thirty percent of the strength was attached to the right hand, and the stick was still unaffected, roaring down.
After this, Gong Baosen regained his composure. He only had time to tilt his head and dodge the stick, but his shoulder could no longer dodge. Peng...
A dull thump.
Half of his body sank, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The ground between his feet felt like mud, and they had sunk into the rocks and soil, up to their knees.
He was frozen in place, his body was numb, his vision was black, and he could no longer move.
And what about Zhang Kun's left hand?
But he gathered seven points of his strength, turned his palm into a fist, wrapped the sword, stirred up the wind and rain in all directions, and punched out.
But it's a head-to-head confrontation, Liuhe boxing style, Wu Song beats the tiger.
With one punch, the atmosphere is endless.
The single sword that Meng cut down was shattered into ten pieces from the tip of the blade like glass.
With a crash, the shattered blades scattered into the sky and became sparkling. Wrapped by the wind of the fist, they turned into a stream of light and shot backwards.
The leather-armored man's long sword shattered, his expression changed dramatically, and his body rose up on the spot. Without bending his knees, he had already risen more than four feet.
He stretched out his arms like a white crane flapping its wings, and kicked out with his toes. He avoided the attack of the broken blade, and then spun around to hit Zhang Kun's back and waist.
His figure advanced and retreated smoothly, his attacks were flexible and flexible, and he even loomed above Gong Baosen.
"Tiger and crane are in the double shape, and the flying dragon has eight attacks. Not bad."
A cold light flashed in Zhang Kun's eyes.
This man is very good at martial arts. If he is also a master of the barbarians and a die-hard loyalist of Emperor Guangxu, then he cannot be retained.
A thought swirled in my mind.
His figure was clearly standing on the same spot, but it seemed to have become illusory.
The whole person turned into a long sword that stood upright from the sky and was extremely sharp.
A palm was thrust out, and the sword wind was like splitting open a house, and slashed through the body.
He was about to chop the leather-armored man and Gong Baosen, who was not far away from him, into four pieces.
Before the blade of the knife arrives, the intention of the knife comes first, sending a chill to the bones.
Seeing the blade's sharp edge, the leather-armored man no longer had any luck, and stepped back to Gong Baosen's side, wanting to get together and get out.
Since he made the save, he only made three moves and was in danger three times. At this time, he was so frustrated that he didn't want to get close for a moment and just wanted to save his life.
Unfortunately, the opponent in front of him used his hand to turn his sword, but it cut out a piece of ice and snow, with winter plums blooming.
In front of and behind him was Chi Chi Hua Tianya. It seemed that no matter how they ran or dodge, they could not avoid the approaching sword.
"This person cannot be killed, he is Li Huaiyi."
Suddenly, a rough voice rang in the ears, the roof of the glazed palace suddenly collapsed, and a tall and burly figure pounced down like thunder.
In his hand was a green, gleaming Qinglong Yanyue broadsword, which struck in front of Zhang Kun with a clang.
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