The green screen fell before my eyes.
The number +460 flashed past his eyes, and Yang Lin couldn't help but feel the slightest emotion.
Turning around and looking around, he saw a green stream of light screaming into the sky in the direction of Guiyun Village.
boom……
There was an explosion, and in the dim light of the early morning, a green-scale swimming fish exploded in the air, shaking its head and tail very delicately.
Yang Lin's eyes were cold.
Knowing that this was Ouyang Feng's final move.
The time chosen by the other party was indeed very precise.
If the frontal battlefield here falls into a stalemate, I should be like an ant on a hot pot at this time, in a dilemma.
Unfortunately, he never imagined that Qiu Qianren would be so vulnerable, nor could he imagine that Wanyan Honglie would be defeated so miserably if he came to attack with so many troops.
Will it be so fast again?
"Just releasing green light fish arrows means that they can still hold on for the time being. They should be caught in a fight and there is still time."
If the light arrow turns red, Yang Lin will be worried.
This was an agreement made with Huang Rong beforehand. Judging by the color of the light arrow, whether the situation in the village was very critical or not.
Yang Lin thought of this and shouted, "Kill..."
He jumped like flying and rushed straight towards the earthen camp tent five miles away in front, his aura swirling wildly.
With a casual swing, dragon-shaped pieces of energy bombarded, and the Iron Palm Gang flew away in response.
Most of them collapsed immediately.
He screamed and ran away. Behind him, a flash of sword light surged like a violent wave, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.
…
As Yang Lin personally led the army to cover up the killing, he went straight to the main tent of King Wanyan Honglie of Jin Dynasty.
Where the village stands on the waterside of Taihu Lake, where the mountains are undulating and the trees are covered with greenery, there is a sharp and piercing whistle.
Countless black, red, and gray venomous snakes were surging layer by layer.
It swam through the grass like an arrow and headed straight for the camp.
Encountering a trench, some of the snakes fell into it and slowly climbed up.
Some of them just flicked their tails and rushed over.
Lu Xiaowan and Xiao Longnu were surrounded in the middle and could not see clearly what was happening on the battlefield.
All I could see was Yang Lin showing off his power and looking around happily.
Then, he saw countless venomous snakes coming, and his face turned pale.
"snake!"
Although the leader of He Village was panicked, he was still calm.
He suddenly shouted, "Form up a formation and defend to the death."
"Protect the old lady, protect the young lady..."
At that moment, hundreds of people rushed forward with long knives in hand, and the light of the knives rolled up pieces of snow.
From time to time, someone's face would turn black and they would collapse suddenly. At any time, someone would fill the gap, blocking the way to the snake.
Yang Lin retained 500 elite mobile forces at that time, originally to guard against this attack.
When attacking, don't forget to defend your retreat.
This has always been his philosophy in using troops.
It is also the ultimate level of application of the mind’s eye technique.
In Chen Qingzhi's illusion, there were countless times when he relied on this kind of foresight to block countless surprise attacks and plots.
This time is certainly no exception.
However, although he had calculated clearly.
They also retained their troops, but they did not expect that the enemy would use unreasonable poisonous snakes instead of manpower to attack.
He is not afraid of death and will bite people even before death.
Of the five hundred elites, dozens of them fell down before their eyes, and the damage was quite serious.
…
The old beggar, standing on the top of the tree in the distance, was still in shock.
He was shocked that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Yang Lin's hands were not the same palm technique as what he used.
In the midst of turmoil, I saw an arrow of light rising.
His expression changed, and he was planning to rush straight towards Guiyun Village.
His ears twitched slightly, he turned around, dropped his body, ran wildly, and went straight to the water village where the camp was set up.
Landing in front of the formation, he made a mistake with his palms and shocked Baili with a move. A large number of venomous snakes in front of him were immediately killed.
Suddenly everything in front of me was empty.
Everyone's pressure was greatly reduced.
"Senior Hong..."
The leader of He Village was overjoyed.
"Don't panic, kill the snake slaves first, kill all those who are lurking, and the snake group will destroy itself without attacking."
I have been fighting with Ouyang Feng for I don’t know how many years.
Hong Qigong was very familiar with some of Baituo Mountain's methods.
If he were just one person and encountered Ouyang Feng personally leading a group of snakes to attack, he would naturally retreat and not want to fight head-on.
However, with five hundred elite swordsmen behind him, he only had to hold on to one side and send people to kill the whistleblower.
"yes……"
Village leader He freed up his hands and obviously figured out the key point.
At that moment, he led his troops straight into the woods ahead, and screams rang out.
Under the attack of Hong Qigong's palm, the snake group lost the guidance of the whistle again.
Gradually it became disorganized and crawled around.
Some poisonous snakes have even fallen into a state of cannibalism and have long forgotten to attack the water village.
Soon, it became much less threatening.
…
When Hong Qigong took action to protect the water village, he also felt that he owed Yang Lin a favor.
How important is the secret to the path to innateness.
Yang Lin didn't hide anything, not only did he not take advantage of himself, but he gave such a great gift with both hands.
Hong Qigong felt uneasy.
I originally decided to practice in seclusion for a period of time, to carefully study the secrets and techniques, and to raise my strength to a higher level.
When he went out to steal wine, he learned from the disciples of the Beggar Clan that the Jin Bing and Iron Palm Clan had joined forces to attack Guiyun Village.
After much thought, he felt that he couldn't just sit back and watch.
Whether it's to return a favor or not.
We still can't let the Jin Kingdom's soldiers and horses be so rampant. Anyway, he is here.
It just happened to be helpful.
…
On the other side, above the shimmering Taihu Lake.
A man in green robe also set out at the same time.
It was not like Hong Qigong who saw poisonous snakes attacking in the camp.
But when Yang Lin beat Qiu Qianren to death with one palm, he was ready to leave.
It can be said that Huang Yaoshi is very familiar with the old beggar's Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon.
But he never thought that someone could use the Dragon Subduing Palm technique to produce substantial dragon-shaped energy.
This is comparable to the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Duan Family of Dali.
It is much more powerful than the solid light pillar of Yang Finger.
The Six Meridians Divine Sword that I heard about in ancient books has been lost for nearly a hundred years.
And Yiyang Finger can only shoot out a beam of light as thick as a finger.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms actually shot out dragon shadows all over the sky, so that even masters like Qiu Qianren couldn't resist the impact of the energy, and were restrained in place and exploded with one palm.
One can imagine how shocked this scene was to Huang Yaoshi, who had been staying on Peach Blossom Island for many years.
He wanted to see clearly.
At that moment, he picked up a wooden board on the boat, and his robe shook, split into countless slender wooden strips, and threw them into the water.
His figure was fluttering as he stepped on the wooden board and flew forward.
With a few clicks of his fingers, the wooden stick floated on the water, and his figure reached the shore in a flash.
I was about to follow him to Jinbing Yingzhai to have a look.
Suddenly, my heart was shocked, and with a scream, I saw the light and shadow of a scaly fat-headed fish exploded by green fireworks.
"Rong'er."
Huang Yaoshi was ecstatic and surprised again.
Of course he recognized it.
This fireworks is actually a gadget that Huang Rong made out of boredom on the island.
The fish is also very familiar. It is always the staple food for several months every year on the island.
There is no other person in the world who uses this kind of fireworks, and it would not be such a coincidence...
It's not completely bright yet, so my daughter can't be so bored that she sets off fireworks and goes out to play.
Huang Yaoshi quickly figured out what was going on there.
This is when we encounter an enemy and are calling for help.
He was so anxious that he no longer cared about watching Yang Lin attack the camp. He turned around and rushed towards Guiyun Village.
…
The situation in Guiyun Village at this time cannot be said to be good, nor can it be said to be bad.
Girl Jade was lying on the bed, pretending to be asleep quietly as Lu Xiaowan.
Until the sky was dimming, shouts of killing came from the distance.
She couldn't pretend anymore.
Because, in such a commotion, it would be unreasonable to continue sleeping.
So, with secret vigilance in his heart, he slowly got up, walked to the window, and lit a candle.
He would cover his mouth from time to time and cough lightly.
It seems that he is ill and has difficulty moving.
At this moment, the window was suddenly hit by a strong wind, the candle shadow swayed, and the light suddenly became dark.
A tall figure suddenly appeared and slapped him on the head.
"If you kill my son, I will kill your whole family."
There is a gloomy and cold meaning in this voice, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.
If it was really Lu Xiaowan, of course he would have collapsed without any hope of survival.
However, now it is the Jade Girl who has the Jade Bee Needle in her hand and has already gathered all her strength, ready to take action at any time.
Calculation of intention and lack of intention.
When Ouyang Feng casually slapped it down with his palm, a cold light flashed in her eyes and she turned her palm slightly.
call……
A bunch of fine needles the size of a cow's hair suddenly shot out like a rainstorm.
At the same time, she pursed her lips and screamed, her eyebrows furrowed.
In a flash, like Liu Ruyan, he had already pulled out a thin sword from under the table and stabbed Ouyang Feng directly between the eyebrows.
"The pearl of a grain of rice also emits brilliance?"
Ouyang Feng was suddenly attacked and realized at that time that he had fallen into a trap.
However, he is a very talented person and has the courage to do so. Instead of retreating, he advances violently.
With a blow from the drum lips, the jade bee needle shot towards the face was reversed on the spot.
The robe created heavy air waves and blocked most of the needle light.
Only the lower half of the leg, which was not strong enough, was pierced by a few jade bee needles.
He didn't care. Instead, he made a mistake with his palms and interrupted the oncoming rapier with a snap.
There was a slight gurgling sound in his throat, and he slapped his palm out, causing a strong wind.
He had already recognized who the sneak attacker was who was dressed as a little girl.
A few days ago, when he was in the ancient tomb, he slapped her. If it weren't for those powerful hidden weapons, she would have been killed long ago.
When facing each other head-on, if you take action again, you will naturally be merciless.
That was the year, maybe I still owed some favors.
However, Ouyang Feng never cared about favors or the past. He only cared about whether his strength could advance further and whether he could obtain the scriptures left by Wang Chongyang himself from the ancient curtain.
He has already explored this point over the years.
"Since you have come to Guiyun Village, we will kill you all. Then we will search carefully in the depths of the ancient tomb. I don't believe that we can't find the Nine Yin Manual..."
Ouyang Feng was full of evil intentions. For him, a poison user, the toxicity of the Jade Bee Needle was just a scabies problem, so he didn't need to worry too much.
Just use internal force to hold it down temporarily.
After killing the people in the village, there will be plenty of time to deal with it carefully.
His abacus is very good, and his shots are not always decisive.
But I still think simpler.
With a palm blasting out less than half, before the internal energy was fully activated, the four walls suddenly collapsed, and a song sounded:
"I've lived in a hotel for decades,
Walking with unkempt hair all day long.
Chongyangzi under the Haitang Pavilion,
Taiyi Immortal in the Lotus Leaf Boat.
Nothing can leave the empty shell,
Some people can understand the past life.
It’s okay to smile when you go out.
The clouds are in the West Lake and the moon is in the sky!
…
While the jade girl's figure was like a butterfly, she avoided the sharp edge.
The voices of men and women, some powerful, some clear, some sad and angry, all sounded out...
The seven long swords, like seven stars shaking down, traced an extremely mysterious trajectory and fell towards Ouyang Fengshao.
As for Miss Jade, her figure disappeared and she pulled away.
Lights and shadows were flowing in front of his eyes, swords were flashing, and seven people were moving back and forth like a revolving lantern, unexpectedly surrounding Ouyang Feng.
Puffy, puffy...
Ouyang Feng's eyes turned cold, and he spoke a few words between his teeth: "The Quanzhen Seventh Son, it's you dead remnants, okay, very good, let's see who can ambush whom?"
His strikes were like lightning, thrusting in several directions, and he fought with Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Liu Chuxuan, and Sun Buer each.
Immediately, I noticed the mystery and strangeness of this formation.
The skills of seven people are combined into one.
One person against the enemy is equivalent to the combined efforts of seven people, and they can temporarily even out the huge gap in skill between the two sides.
In a short period of time, it is very difficult to break through this incomparable divine formation.
Especially, outside the formation, there is a jade girl who is not much worse than him in strength and can also fight several times.
Even if he wanted to find a chance to escape, it would be difficult.
"Ouyang Feng, you will definitely die today."
Qiu Chuji's temper was the most violent, and he was not afraid of Ouyang Feng, the most powerful person in the world. He always initiated the main attack.
Because Ouyang Feng saw the continuous use of palm power and was temporarily unable to gain the upper hand. He had already drawn out his snake staff and used a set of strange spiritual snake staff techniques.
He strikes like a snake, sometimes like a stick, striking hard and attacking hard.
Sometimes it's like a stick or a vertebrae, vicious and sinister.
It will also spit out a mouthful of highly venomous snake nails at the snake's head inadvertently...
It makes people hard to guard against.
His staff is like a snake, his body shape is like a snake, and his inner strength is even more majestic and powerful. He moves back and forth, making it difficult to catch.
The seven people, including Huang Rong, were all sweating profusely from the beating.
The gap in skill was evened out by the power-melting method of the Tiangang Beidou Formation.
However, it is difficult to match the actual combat experience and changes of this kind of martial arts master level.
It was extremely difficult to fight.
Now, we just have to see how long it can last.
…
Yang Lin let out a long roar, and five thousand swordsmen formed a formation and charged forward, moving forward inexorably.
He no longer paid attention to the dangerous battle that might be happening behind him and to his left.
If you know when to call back for reinforcements, you will personally give all the advantages you just gained to the enemy.
Then, it’s time to grab time.
In the battlefield situation, the fighter plane is fleeting.
One advances and another retreats, one rises and the other disappears.
As long as he retreats, he can be sure that the masters prepared around Wanyan Honglie will immediately counterattack.
And the three thousand cavalry who have been eager to try but have not been launched will also surge down.
The five thousand people in my family were completely destroyed.
Moreover, it is a trivial matter for the opponent to take advantage of a great victory and attack in one fell swoop, blocking the enemy from left to right and causing heavy losses.
Whether they can save all their relatives and escape is a question.
Therefore, he can only move forward, and then move forward...
As long as he uses lightning speed to cut off the opponent's resistance, and then strikes back, everything can be wiped out.
It seems that the mind's eye skills have become instinctive.
He can find the best method intuitively, and there is no need to rely on all the information on the battlefield to make various judgments that are not true or false.
The decisions made often point directly to the key points, leaving people with no way to guard against and no way to hide.
…
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Wanyan Honglie finally understood how he felt after the situation turned one-sided on the battlefield.
In particular, the figure that roared forward like a god or a demon made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, and their heart seemed to have stopped beating.
Qiu Qianren was majestic and galloping around just a moment ago.
The next moment, he was blown away by someone's palm and died extremely miserably.
He would die if he died, and he didn't feel sorry for a Song people who came to lead the way.
However, he knew how high this person was in the Central Plains martial arts world.
What a powerful skill he has.
Even he couldn't block the other party's angry blow.
So, can the plan I prepared earlier still succeed?
"Why are you panicking?"
The paint on the high priest's face turned into venomous snakes, which suddenly surged, and a fishy wind arose in the tent.
"Intercept and surround him."
He waved the small wooden stick in his hand.
The bodies of the three Eight-leaf Batulu immediately flashed with blood, countless lines glowed together, their eyes turned red, and they roared and rushed outside the tent.
"These three Eight-leaf Batulu, with the blessing of secret techniques, can survive for a while even if they encounter Gang Leader Qiu.
The three of them joined forces and used the art of war dance to lock even a dragon to death. "
The high priest said coldly: "His Royal Highness King Zhao, what do you think the Great Jin Kingdom relies on to dominate the world? Isn't it just the invincible military power and the unparalleled secret skills of shamanism?
It’s not like the masters from the Central Plains have never been to the palace compound, and they will never forget the killer in front of the battle. Why do they always come back defeated? "
With a wave of his wooden staff, green smoke rose from his body and shot straight into the sky.
A wisp of dark cloud formed immediately without knowing how.
"Because we are stronger!"
The high priest looked coldly at the white figure coming towards him, and sneered sinisterly: "These warriors don't understand the power of the ancestor gods, nor do they understand the principle of natural balance..."
When he said this, he stretched out his hand and the sky lit up with arc light.
A bright ray of light fell straight down like a chain, landing on the head of Yang Lin's charging figure in an attitude that he could not resist or dodge.
Bo...
The light and shadow dispersed like wind and sand.
A voice rang in my ears.
"Do you just rely on this hand to summon thunder? I didn't expect that there are magic spells in this world?
I don’t know how you used it? "
Yang Lin said it easily, but he was not at all relaxed in his heart.
If it hadn't been for the activation of his body and mind skills when the thunderbolt fell just now, his body would have transformed and his mental lock would have been broken.
At this time, I'm afraid that his body was charred and severely injured, and he fell into a siege.
"Impossible, how could you escape?"
The high priest asked in shock as he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His use of this secret technique was not without cost.
Judging from past experience, as long as a warrior is faced with such a sudden attack, he can only resist forcefully.
They didn't even have a chance to discover the mental lock.
But, what's going on in front of me?
Obviously, Yang Lin would not answer his questions.
He didn't want this disgusting-looking guy to use even weirder methods.
He saw that this person had cut his palm with his nails, and blood was gushing out like a spring.
There was a sense of crisis in the air again.
I just don’t know where the crisis comes from.
"go to hell."
Yang Lin shouted loudly, and his figure pulled out a phantom. In an instant, he was in front of the high priest, and blasted out with a silent palm.
The blood-red flames flashed in front of his eyes, and a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the high priest, followed by a trace of unwillingness.
The blood flames in his hands had just risen, and his upper body was already like a chopped pine tree, and was shattered into blood powder by a palm with a loud bang.
The two legs of his lower body were still nailed in place, motionless.
Yang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, forced himself to suppress the nausea in his heart, and took a long breath.
The strangely described priest just now had obviously used another blood secret technique.
He immediately struck out with a palm to kill him quickly.
Otherwise, we don’t know what kind of evil moth will appear.
After beating the high priest to death, Yang Lin turned to look at Wanyan Honglie and sneered: "This time, no one will come to save you."
He turned his palm down, and in Wanyan Honglie's horrified eyes, he palmed the three Eight-leaf Baturu to death one by one.
Feeling the waterfall of light flowing in front of him, he felt joyful in his heart and turned his palm into a sword to cut off the head of King Zhao who was expected to revitalize the Jin Kingdom.
By the time Yang Lin carried Wanyan Honglie's head out of the camp, the Iron Palm Gang had completely collapsed.
There were cheers and shouts all around...
…
Daganluo led the cavalry, but in the end he still did not dare to charge.
He shouted wildly, turned his horse's head, and fled to one side.
There are thousands of swordsmen behind him, chasing after him.
In the direction of Guiyun Village, a red scaly fat-headed fish firework then soared into the sky.
"The time is just right."
A cold light flashed in Yang Lin's eyes.
His figure soared into the sky.
He thought silently in his heart, performing martial arts, innate skills, and improvement.
His martial luck value is enough.
More than a thousand.
