Cheng Qiao sneaked all the way and found that the commander was really quite capable.

This person was not frightened by the surprise attacks from all directions, nor did he resort to the plan of retreating from the mountain. He calmly mobilized his troops to deal with it, and retained a thousand soldiers to form formations to guard various granaries.

I also personally led 300 Wei soldiers to guard the largest granary.

In Cheng Qiao's view, this response method is correct. Their target is the granary. If the soldiers sent out can block it, that would be the best. If they can't be stopped, just stay in the granary, wait for work, and wait for them to fall into the trap.

Unfortunately, although the response method is correct, it is not impossible to solve it.

Cheng Qiao's figure moved, and he silently left the largest granary, came to a granary at the edge, then silently jumped to the top of the granary, and suddenly jumped down.

At the gate of the granary, a low-ranking officer and fifty Wei soldiers were guarding the gate, looking around vigilantly. Suddenly a sword appeared out of thin air and penetrated the head from the top of the head. The low-ranking officer groaned and was killed on the spot.

Cheng Qiao tapped the back of the junior officer's head and landed steadily with a beautiful backflip.

With a pop, the sound of corpses falling down alarmed the Wei soldiers arrayed in front. Many people turned their heads and were horrified to see that the enemy had killed their heads silently and ran behind them.

"The enemy is attacking from behind!"

An unknown person yelled at the top of his voice, and then Wei soldiers turned around in varying degrees.

Cheng Qiao's eyes were cold, and he flicked the white and red thing on his sword. With a thought, the Yin thunder swept out like a wave. In the blink of an eye, fifty Wei soldiers were already in the dark pool, and the Yin thunder penetrated all the way.

Penetrating from the soles of the feet, there are also Yin thunders like small snakes clinging up.

"ah!"

"kill!"

"What the hell is this!"

"Help, I have no strength."

"Run quickly!"

"..."

Fifty Wei soldiers had never seen such a scene before, and they lost their command. They had different opinions and suddenly became a mess. However, no matter what their opinions were, they were all destroyed in the face of this thick and strange thunder that sucked the bones and squeezed the marrow.

Lost its meaning.

Even beings like Longyang Jun and others with the same cultivation level as Cheng Qiao can't resist the erosion of Yin Lei, let alone these ordinary Wei soldiers who are only slightly stronger than ordinary people?

Puff, puff, puff... At the moment of contact, many Wei soldiers fell into the pool of darkness, and then the sound of falling down was heard one after another. In just one breath, no one could stand, holding shields, weapons, bows and arrows in their hands.

They all fell into the pool of darkness.

The Wei soldiers lying on the ground roared and screamed in horror, venting their inner fear crazily. However, they could only roar once. Some people's screams were suppressed, and countless thunders covered their bodies.

The vitality is rapidly drying up.

After a breath, the thunder dissipated. Fifty mummies were dehydrated, with terrifying cheeks and various postures, and fell to the ground. The horror in front of them still remained on their terrifying cheeks...

Cheng Qiao glanced at it indifferently, turned around and stepped into the granary.

It is not a time to be merciful before he has unified the world, not to mention these soldiers. If he kills one more person, one less person will be killed in the Qin Kingdom in the future. One less person will be killed in the Qin Kingdom, which means that the Qin Kingdom will have one more happy family.

Looking at the brown cloth bag in the granary, he stabbed it with a sword, and the white rice flowed out along the gap.

After confirming, orange-yellow flames emerged from the five fingertips of Cheng Qiao's left hand. With a flick of his hand, five orange-yellow flames flew out and landed on the grain piled in the warehouse. Soon the granary burst into flames.

This skill was learned from the Yin Yang family's classics and fire spells. It is just a combination of the inner power of the heart fire and the spiritual energy of the world. It cannot be called a fire spell. It is just a small skill.

As soon as Cheng Qiao stepped out of the granary gate and passed the group of mummies, he saw reinforcements from the nearby Wei soldiers. There were twenty people in total, fifteen of them were running quickly with spears in their hands, and five of them were bending their bows and setting up arrows.

Since they are here to die, Cheng Qiao will naturally not hesitate to give them a ride.

As soon as he thought, a rich golden light enveloped his whole body, and the ground was instantly covered with golden light. As soon as the fifteen people got close to Cheng Qiao, they all slipped on it. Their arrows missed Cheng Qiao and bounced away.

The golden light on the ground dissipated, and the golden light that moved at will was like a rushing river. It turned into golden palm prints in mid-air and was photographed in the air, covering all the fifteen people who fell on the ground.

Boom, there was a loud noise, the bluestone on the ground instantly shattered, and a palm print that had been buried three inches into the ground appeared. The bones of the fifteen Wei soldiers were broken, their internal organs were shattered, and their seven orifices were bleeding. They died suddenly and could no longer die.

The five archers were stunned, then turned around and ran away with frightened faces.

Cheng Qiao was faced with a dimensionality reduction attack against these ordinary soldiers. How could he escape?

The golden palm in mid-air collapsed, and five thin golden threads shot out. The hair came first, and it was wrapped around the necks of the five people. They were suddenly pulled back, and five blood marks appeared, and blood mist spurted out.

, as if a swordsman wiped their necks, they died extremely happily.

After killing these people, Cheng Qiao became invisible again and followed the same pattern to another granary. After a while, five granaries fell and thick smoke rose into the sky.

The commander guarding the place cursed loudly, and then issued an urgent order to bring back all the soldiers who had been dispatched. In the process, Cheng Qiao burned two seats and two meals.

In the south of the city, on a high platform near the frontline command, Dian Jia was condescendingly issuing various orders based on the situation.

"The general is in trouble, look!"

One of Dian Jia's guardsmen saw the thick smoke coming from the north, estimated the location and distance, turned pale, and quickly ran to Dian Jia, pointed in the direction of the thick smoke, and shouted in horror.

Hearing this, Dian Jia turned his head and looked back, his face was startled, and then he yelled angrily: "You bastard, two thousand people can still let the robbers in the trap succeed in a sneak attack. You really deserve to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

It is naturally difficult to succeed under normal circumstances, but it is a pity that Cheng Qiao took action on this bug himself.

The sound was like muffled thunder, making the ears of those around him buzz.

Fortunately, Dian Jia just vented his anger, quickly returned to his senses, and said in a deep voice: "You immediately lead all the guards on horseback to support, and be sure to save most of the food!"

"Well, General, what about your safety?"

"You bastard, does this general still need your protection?"

"I'm not sure who is protecting whom, go quickly!" Dian Jia waved his hands impatiently.

Yes, their general is the master of the Armored Sect. He is invulnerable and powerful, and it is very close to the army. What is there to worry about?

"Here!"

Soon, the best of Wei Wu's soldiers and the five hundred guards around Dian Jia roared away on military horses, leaving only ten guards on the high platform to run errands.

At the same time, Xuan Jian and Jing Xi, who were hiding in the dark, saw the opportunity and started to take action. The two took off the uniforms of the Wei army's messengers and rushed out directly, moving east and west, flying over eaves and walls, as fast and agile as the wind.

Originally, according to the original plan, the two of them planned to find an opportunity to sneak in with Dian Jia and then assassinate him. However, seeing the defense force around Dian Jia, they didn't have to go to such trouble. They could kill him by force!

"The enemy is attacking, protect the general!"

Xuanjian and Jingyu were discovered as soon as they appeared. The guards on both sides immediately took their bows and nocked arrows. The heavy bowstrings were instantly removed, and dozens of armor-piercing arrows were shot at the two men respectively, making a loud sound.

The personal guards of Dian Jia are either from the armored sect or are elite soldiers from Wei Wu. For these elites, missing arrows in succession is just a basic operation.

It's a pity that there are too few people, otherwise even Xuanjian and Jingyu would not dare to charge forward against the arrow rain and the military formation.

Xuan Jian and Jing Salamander had no intention of evading at all. The sword intention mobilized the power of heaven and earth and struck out with one sword. The pink and black sword energy flew out in a mighty force, killing all the incoming bows and arrows.

Then he stepped onto the high platform, his figure flashed, his sword shot out like lightning, his moves were deadly, blood spattered, and he screamed again and again. In just one breath, the ten guards either covered their throats, or the warrior fell down on his chest.

Although these personal guards are either the best in the army or disciples of the armored sect, they are still weak compared to Xuanjian and Jingyu, and they are not a single enemy once they get close.

The hard skills of the Armored Sect are not something that anyone can practice to the level of celebration. During the Qin Dynasty, Mei Sanniang's hard skills were not weak anymore, but facing Wei Zhuang, a master who was not in full condition, she was still able to break through her defense with just one sword strike.

"Two heavenly characters are equal. It seems that the State of Qin really wants me to die."

Dian Jia grabbed the spear beside him with a solemn expression, but there was no fear in his eyes. The body-protecting aura circulated in his body, and the iron-blooded murderous aura that had been accumulated for many years burst out, and a strong wind spread in all directions.

After so many years, the strength and level of Jing Salamander have already reached the first level in the world.

Xuanjian and Jingshao didn't speak. Why talk to a dying person?

The Jing Salamander took the lead, and it was a killing move. The pink sword energy entwined, the sword intention stirred the power of heaven and earth, and the sword struck continuously. The figure flickered, the afterimages overlapped, and the pink sword energy was like a strong wind and rain.

He slashed at the vital points on Dian Jia's body from all angles.

Dang Dang Dang...

Dian Jia swung his spear, stabbed, struck, collapsed, swept, or shook, shattering most of the incoming sword energy. If a small amount of sword energy could not be blocked, he used his body strength and strength, and three red marks appeared.

Although they are both at the top level of Tianzi, the strength of Jing Salamander is still much inferior to that of Dual Sword Xuanjian, and slightly stronger than Single Sword Xuanjian.

Swordsmen who are proficient in two-handed swords originally have an advantage. With the same level of cultivation, if a two-handed sword is against a one-handed sword, the one-handed sword is almost certain to lose.

Furthermore, the sword intent of the Jing Salamander is not suitable for forceful attacks and armor breaking. The sword intent of the Jing Salamander is similar to a defensive counterattack. As long as it does not exceed a certain limit, the greater the pressure on the opponent, the stronger the counterattack will be, making it more suitable for a protracted battle.

Xuanjian's sword is both strong and soft, bloodthirsty and domineering, able to cope with various situations, and is very comprehensive.

Therefore, in this assassination jointly carried out by the two of them, Jing Salamander was responsible for containment and Xuan Jian was responsible for the main attack.

The upright blade kills, the reverse blade calms the soul!

Feeling the deadly edge from behind, Dian Jia, who was already extremely vigilant, immediately turned around and held the iron gun in front of him with both hands. All the Gang Qi in his body gathered in his upper body, and his muscles bulged high.

As long as he lasts for half a quarter of an hour, the Wei soldiers under the high platform can bring in reinforcements, and he can save his life by then. He cannot die, at least not at this time, otherwise the front line will definitely be defeated at this moment of fierce fighting.

Bang!

Several afterimages of the pitch-black lake appeared behind Xuanjian, and then they all merged into one body. Two swords with restrained sword energy slashed at the spear, and the spear was divided into two, with almost no obstruction.

Stab!

Immediately afterwards, the sword blade struck the fine dark red armor, and sparks shot out, but this was still unable to match the sharpness of the black and white swords. Two scratches were made on the armor, and finally it struck Dian Jia's chest.

The bronzed muscles were like cast iron, and sparks shot out like chopping on the armor.

Dian Jia felt some pain in his chest, but he was able to catch up and the body-protecting gas flowed as before, only part of it was consumed.
To be continued...