There are many clever disciples who have repeated their old tricks and danced a sword wall in front of them. However, some disciples are a little slow to react and can only dodge with their body skills. However, the iron bridge is not wide and it is difficult to do so.
After unfolding it, many disciples were shot by arrows.
The four Wudang disciples walking at the front, with the cooperation of each other, actually connected the sword energy barrier into one, covering many disciples behind them.
As for Murong Fu and his party, Yao Yue and Lian Xing stood in front and worked together to hold up a wall of energy, which could not be harmed by the arrows.
The arrows came in waves one after another, seemingly endless. After a stick of incense, everyone in Wudang only advanced seven or eight feet.
"Brother, this can't go on like this. Many disciples can no longer support it!" Yu Lianzhou opened several feather arrows in front of him and said to Song Yuanqiao quickly.
Song Yuanqiao glanced back and saw that many disciples were indeed pale. If this continues, even if they are not shot to death by arrows, they will exhaust their internal energy and physical strength. When the enemy on the opposite side rushes over, wouldn't they become lambs to be slaughtered?
"Capture the thief first and capture the king first. Why don't we rush over first and capture the opponent's leader? At worst, we can disrupt the opponent's formation and buy time for the disciples!" Yin Liting said.
Song Yuanqiao only hesitated for a moment and then said decisively: "Okay, sixth brother, seventh brother and I will rush over first. Second brother, you stay behind to take care of the disciples!"
"Okay!" There was no room for anyone to argue at this time. As soon as Song Yuanqiao said this, everyone else agreed without any objection.
Immediately, Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu removed the sword wall in front of them, swayed, and quickly rushed towards the bridge.
But he had only rushed ten feet away when suddenly there were three loud "chichichi" sounds and three crossbow arrows were fired towards him.
Different from ordinary feather arrows, these three crossbow arrows are more than ten times larger in size. The arrows are flashing with a faint cold light. They are divided into three directions: left, middle and right. They shoot straight towards Song Yuanqiao and the three people at extremely fast speeds.
From the slight crackling sound in the air, one could tell that the power of these three arrows was extraordinary and could not be resisted by ordinary disciples. Song Yuanqiao and the others did not dare to dodge, so they immediately raised their swords in front of them, intending to block the crossbow arrows.
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But as soon as the blade of the sword came into contact with the arrowhead, the three of them felt a strong force coming towards them. Song Yuanqiao took a closer look at the arrowhead, and felt shocked. He hurriedly reminded him: "No, this arrowhead is made of cold iron and is designed to break through the inside of the arrow."
The family is so angry!"
The three of them attached their internal power to the long sword. Normally, it would be invincible whether it was defense or offense, but now they encountered the cold iron arrow that was designed to destroy the inner family's true energy. Naturally, the internal power could not do much.
effect.
Song Yuanqiao relied on his unfathomable internal strength to forcefully block the crossbow arrow in front of him. However, Mo Shenggu and Yin Liting's internal strength was still weak. With two "cracks", their swords were broken, and the crossbow arrows shot towards them without slowing down.
They chest* go.
"Hide!" Song Yuanqiao shouted loudly. In the midst of lightning and flint, he gathered all his strength and threw the long sword in his hand towards Mo Shenggu on the left, while his body flew towards Yin Liting on the right.
Yin Liting was frightened, but his reaction was not slow. He hurriedly moved his body to the side, and with a "pop" sound, the crossbow arrow passed by his chest, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood, and blood spattered.
At this time, Song Yuanqiao's hand was able to reach out, grab the tail end of the crossbow arrow, and stop it.
On the other side, the crossbow arrow in front of Mo Shenggu was hit by Song Yuanqiao's long sword, and they both flew out diagonally and fell from the side of the suspension bridge.
"How are you?" Song Yuanqiao asked Yin Liting.
Before Yin Liting could speak, three more familiar sounds of "chi chi chi" came through the air.
The expressions of the three people changed greatly. They looked up and saw that three ballistas as high as one person had been set up at the bridge head. Three crossbow arrows exactly like the ones before were fired at the three people.
At this moment, their swords were completely destroyed, and Yin Liting was still injured, but he couldn't dodge the arrow, otherwise the disciples behind him were afraid that he would suffer heavy casualties, so he had no choice but to use all his strength to stop it with his bare hands.
At this moment, a white shadow flashed in front of the three people, and Murong Fu appeared. He moved his hands up and down in a defensive position. Suddenly, there was a loud noise around him, and a green, half red, and half Tai Chi "circle" was formed in front of him.
shield".
Song Yuanqiao and the other two people standing behind Murong Fu could even clearly feel the suction coming from the "buckler". A look of surprise flashed across Song Yuanqiao's face, and he reminded him: "Mr. Murong, the arrowhead of this crossbow is made of cold iron.
, specializes in destroying energy!"
Murong Fu seemed not to have heard anything. In the blink of an eye, three crossbow arrows had arrived in front of him and plunged into the Tai Chi "buckling shield". Then an unpleasant and harsh "sizzling" sound came as the three crossbow arrows passed through the "buckling shield".
"After that, the direction suddenly changed, two shot towards the outside of the iron bridge, and one flew diagonally into the air.
Song Yuanqiao and the others were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Murong Fu said calmly: "This crossbow can fire twice at most. There is still a quarter of an hour before the next shot. You should do what you want to do early!"
The three of them came back to their senses, their faces turned slightly red, and they hurriedly got up and ran towards the bridge.
When King Yin Ye saw how easily Murong Fu deflected the crossbow arrows, he couldn't help but secretly resented it. This crossbow cart was the secret trick of the Sky Eagle Sect. There were only six of them in the entire Sky Eagle Sect, and an ordinary first-class master couldn't withstand an arrow at all.
The Mingjiao brought three to the rescue this time. Yin Tianzheng was afraid that something might happen to him, so he assigned all the ballistas to him. Now he has not made any achievements, how can he not be angry!
Seeing that Song Yuanqiao and the others were only about ten feet away from the bridge head, King Yin Ye felt cruel and turned to Xin Ran, who was standing next to him.
Only then can we stop the people from the six major sects. I hope your flag can stop the Wudang sect for a while!"
Xin Ran couldn't help but froze, and then nodded immediately, "Don't worry, the brothers of Liehuo Banner will never let them come here!"
After a while, two strong men with huge axes were already standing at the end of the bridge. Without hesitation, the two men raised their axes and started to chop. There were two "bang bang" sounds, sparks were flying, and all the iron ropes they were cutting were broken.
half.
The entire iron bridge only has a dozen iron cables. At this speed, the two of them can cut all the iron cables in just half a quarter of an hour.
As the two strong men chopped, the suspension bridge began to shake slightly. Song Yuanqiao and the other three were immediately shocked. They used their Qinggong with all their strength, and their speed increased by three points out of thin air.
A distance of more than ten feet was reached in the blink of an eye. Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately raised their palms and slapped the strong man cutting the chains. But in the middle of the palm, there was a "puff", and a large blazing flame appeared out of thin air in front of the three people.
The three of them were startled, stopped suddenly, and then quickly retreated. However, Yin Liting was injured and slowed down a little, and a hole was burned in his chest.
"Sixth brother!"
"Brother Six!"
Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu exclaimed at the same time, but they were relieved when they saw that his clothes were only burned, and the skin underneath was slightly red, with no signs of burns.
Turning around and looking, in front of the two giant men, stood a row of Mingjiao disciples in red. Behind these disciples were carrying a square package. The package was full of oil stains, with a section sticking out from the right end.
Cylinders made of unknown materials, with black smoke slowly rising from the mouth, it seems that the flame just now came from these cylinders.
"Fire Fire Banner!" When Song Yuanqiao saw the other party's attire, he could naturally recognize that these people were disciples of the Liehuo Banner of the Ming Cult.
"Master Song, I've admired you for a long time!" Xin Ran, who was standing in the middle, smiled and bowed his hands to Song Yuanqiao.
Song Yuanqiao nodded and frowned slightly as he looked at the disciples of Liehuo Banner. These people's martial arts were sparse and ordinary, but they were extremely skilled in controlling the flames. If they were accidentally burned and entangled by the flames of these people, even a first-class master would have to do it.
Drink hate.
Suddenly there was a loud "clang-clang" sound, and the iron bridge shook violently twice. You didn't need to think about it to know that the two giant men must have cut off two more iron cables. Immediately, the three of them were in a panic. They looked at each other and all reached out.
He tapped the ground with one foot and jumped into the air. When he reached a height of five or six feet, he deftly turned forward two more times.
"Fire arrows!" When King Yin Ye saw the three disciples preparing to cross the Fiery Flag, he naturally would not let them succeed and immediately ordered to fire arrows.
"Chichichichi" there was a rapid sound, and dozens of feather arrows were shot towards Song Yuanqiao and the three of them in the air.
Qinggong in Jianghu, no matter how high you jump or how far you fly, as long as you are in the air, you are in a state of nowhere to use your strength. Especially when facing an archer, you become a living target and cannot dodge at all.
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However, Song Yuanqiao's three figures dexterously turned in several directions in the air, as if moving on the flat ground, avoiding all the arrows.
"Ti Yun Zong!" King Yin Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he said with a hint of surprise: "I have long heard that Wudang Ti Yun Zong can borrow strength out of thin air. What I saw today is indeed true!"
As soon as the Song Yuanqiao trio landed on the ground, dozens of disciples of the Fiery Flag surrounded them. A slight explosion sounded, and then large streams of flames spewed out from the cylinders in the hands of these dozens of people, faintly.
There was also a tendency to join together and burn towards the three of them.
"Brother, what should I do!" Even though Mo Shenggu was as fierce as fire, his voice was a bit weak at this time. After all, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, as long as you are still a mortal body, you cannot withstand the burning fire.
At this time, Murong Fu, who was on the suspension bridge, felt the violent vibration from the iron chain under his feet, and could not help but frown slightly, "The Mingjiao disciples who are guarding the gate are determined to break the bridge so soon!"
"Master, what should we do?" Lian Xing asked from the side. With the physical skills and internal strength of these people, if they were used with all their strength, these arrows would not be able to do anything to them. They could jump to the bridge in a short time, but there were still a large number of people beside them.
Being a disciple of Wudang is quite a burden.
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, then turned to Yu Lianzhou, who was quickly blocking the arrows, and said: "Yu Erxia, I, the Murong family, are going to open the way. Your faction had better follow up at full speed. After all, the opponent is already cutting the iron cables. If the bridge is broken,
, everyone must die!"
Yu Lianzhou was stunned for a moment, and then a rare hint of joy appeared on his face, "Then Mr. Murong is here to help!"