Hearing this, not only Qin Feng and others were stunned. Even Xue Zhi and Wang Wu were also surprised.
Hu Li, who was on the opposite side, raised his eyebrows. He already knew Zhuang Wudao's intention, so this was his reply. He smiled gracefully, and without making any expression, he retreated into the crowd again.
Ma Yuan's eyes showed an angry look: "Brother Wudao, you are crazy! There are hundreds of them, including five Qi-training monks. Are you alone? They are here for you. Do they want to die?"
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Wang Wu next to him also frowned and said dissatisfied: "Since we are brothers, we should live and die together. I know that Zhuang Wudao, you value brotherly loyalty the most, but where do you put me?"
Zhuang Wudao laughed dumbly, but his men did not stop. They quickly grabbed Ma Yuan's big shield and tied it behind him with a cloth strip. He felt like a big turtle now.
"If you leave, I will be able to escape easily. If you stay, you will be a burden to me! This is the truth, and there is no falsehood at all."
Only Qin Feng did not dissuade him. He took a deep look at him and asked in a solemn voice: "Wudao, are you really sure that you can come back alive?"
"Of course there is!"
Zhuang Wudao secretly sighed in his heart, it was only this boy who had grown up with him who understood him best.
"My life, Zhuang Wudao, has only been sixteen years. I haven't lived enough yet. Why would I give up? I will only consider it if that person dies. You also know my temperament. If I can't fight, I will definitely die. I
The first one ran away, and he was very sorry for his life. When have you ever done anything like this? Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly! Don’t worry, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, I’m so unhappy. But after you leave, please let Yan Jun and Gu Yue’s family as soon as possible
Someone can come over and help me."
Behind the hole in the wall, the dozens of nursing homes were all in a panic. They hesitated and wanted to step forward, but they were worried about death or injury.
However, several people climbed into the courtyard wall one after another. They were all very skilled, and one of them was a Qi-training practitioner from the Iron Sword Society. He looked at this side with a smile in his eyes, and a bit of teasing.
Zhuang Wudao didn't take it to heart. Just as Ma Yuan said, the real purpose of these people was him. He didn't care too much about Qin Feng and others.
However, if you leave too late and the road is blocked, you will no longer be able to go.
Qin Feng also seemed to have thought of this. He looked at a few seriously injured and dying people among the people. After thinking for a moment, he already made a decision: "It's up to you! Just be careful, you can hold on for an hour and a half."
, don’t force yourself too much. Wang Wu, my brother always does what he says, so don’t worry!”
Halfway through, he pulled the reluctant Ma Yuan and walked into the broken hole in the wall first. After the others looked at each other, they followed him in one after another.
However, Wang Wu and Xue Zhi stayed at the end. The former patted Zhuang Wudao on the shoulder and said nothing. Xue Zhi looked him up and down: "Wudao, I owe you a favor. Don't worry,
Even if you die, I will not compete with Qin Feng as the hall leader, and will try my best to assist him. In up to two moments, Qin Feng and I will be back. At least Brother No. 150! You can’t
I can’t hold it any longer!”
Zhuang Wudao smiled and nodded, indicating that he knew, and Xue Zhi was relieved. The group formed a formation and left the rear courtyard with caution. As expected, the people from the Iron Sword Society did not try their best to stop them, and their eyes were always on the ground.
On Zhuang Wudao.
Seeing Qin Feng and others walking away safely, Zhuang Wudao was completely relieved. He no longer had any worries and looked at the front of him intently.
While a few people were talking, the people from the Iron Knife Club had already organized their formation and pushed forward.
In front were sixty soldiers holding two-foot-long spears, probably because Qin Feng and others had left. These people thought they were no longer a threat and did not need to be afraid of bows and crossbows. They no longer protected themselves with shields, but with spears like a forest.
The formation was approaching step by step. Behind these spearmen were forty archers holding six-stone bows.
Such a strong bow is a martial artist in the Marrow Realm. If he is hit by an arrow, his life will be lost.
Zhuang Shouze couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. They said that Feng San came from the northern army. It seemed true. In the past, when the Iron Sword Society fought with people, it was basically a piece of sand. It all relied on the number of people. There were two
The enshrinement of the Qi-training realm now has some military methods.
This is obviously a battle formation on the battlefield! Although the troops in Yue City have also experienced actual combat, they mostly dealt with beast tides, and their style is different from this.
At this moment, behind him, there were dozens more members of the Iron Knife Society, one after another, climbing into the wall. However, they did not come forward. Instead, after dispersing the courtyard guards, they formed a formation behind the hole in the wall to guard against it.
Zhuang Wudao escaped.
Only the Qi practitioner with a smile on his face kept staring at Zhuang Wudao's back with evil intentions, like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity.
Zhuang Wudao also felt a faint tingling pain in his back, and a feeling of extreme danger. However, at this moment, he could only ignore it for the time being and suppress the uneasy feeling.
Yun'er's voice suddenly sounded: "You stand here, but you want to die?"
The voice was cold and full of sarcasm. Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He had never heard Sword Ling Yun'er rebuke him so angrily, with the annoyance of hating iron for not being able to make steel.
After half a breath, Zhuang Wudao came back to his senses: "I am the queen, so naturally I have to be stuck here! Otherwise, what should I do?"
"Have you forgotten the secret of Liuhe Xingyiquan? Follow the movement of the fist with your body, and send out the fist while walking. If you, the sword master, are trapped in one place, you will definitely die on the battlefield!"
Perhaps because he felt inappropriate, Yun'er's tone softened a little and said: "The sword master's Liuhe Xingyi and the big monument smasher can both experience the battlefield. The former is even said to be unparalleled in breaking formations and can be defeated among thousands of armies.
General's head. The sword master also has the bull demon body, which is better than the golden bell shield and is invulnerable to any blade. The sword master has a natural fighting spirit, so I thought you would be more ambitious. Scenes like this can really hone your martial arts.
Why be afraid?"
More ambitious?
Zhuang Wudao looked around, he was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Could it be that he had to fight against these three hundred men with his own strength?
There is also the sentence "You can take the head of a general out of ten thousand armies." Does Yun'er mean that he also needs to take down the leader of the opponent?
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but cast his gaze in the direction where Hu Li was retreating. He vaguely saw a tall man with a height of eight feet and a bald head, standing behind everyone with a cold expression. That should be Feng San.
Legend has it that this man was a tall man, a head taller than an ordinary person.
Do you have to try to win this person in order to live up to what you have learned? What kind of natural fighting spirit is that?
Hundreds of warriors, five to seven Qi practitioners. Even if the sword spirit used his own body to attack, he would still be able to retreat intact, right?
"Why not?"
'Yun'er''s voice became colder again: "Capture the thief first. Capture the king first. Sword Master, if you make him anxious and scared, how can these people have the time to chase your friends? I don't know what scruples you have in your heart, but
On the battlefield, the more fearful a person is of death, the faster he will die! You should also know this truth. Whether it is Liuhe Xingyi or Big Falling Monument, you need the assistance of body skills. If you stick to one place without moving,
, but can’t even use 70% of the strength, it’s better to give it a try! As the master of Qingyun Sword, you should have the courage to defeat hundreds of millions of people with one sword!"
Zhuang Wudao was silent, put a few energy-reviving elixirs in his mouth, and then fell into deep thought.
What other scruples could he have? It was just that he didn't want to die like this before that person died.
But what Yun'er said makes sense. The more he fears death, the faster he will die. His Liuhe Xingyi is the best at killing on the battlefield, so he shouldn't be afraid.
At twenty steps from the spear array, all the soldiers with spears and armor were all dwarfed. The archers at the rear all stopped, and all drew their bows and arrows. Dozens of iron arrows were shot out almost at the same time, roaring like rain!
Zhuang Wudao only covered his eyes with his left hand and ignored the rest. Those iron arrows flew over and hit the iron armor, making a series of clanking sounds. Nearly half of them were not even connected to the outer layer of black-patterned iron armor.
None of them were penetrated. The exquisite armor produced by Baibingtang is indeed worthy of its reputation. Even if it penetrates, it is blocked by the silver wire inner armor. It looks like it is full of arrows, like a hedgehog, but it is actually unscathed.
At this time, those armed with rifles and rifles all shouted, and their paces suddenly accelerated. Sixty spears pierced through in dense numbers. For a foot in front of their eyes, they were covered with cyan spear shadows.
Zhuang Wudao did not retreat but advanced. With a wave of his arms, he forcefully waved away the spear blades and inserted them into the cluster of gun shadows.
He punched the man in front of him in the chest and abdomen, instantly shattering his armor and breaking his bones. With just one blow, he was knocked three feet away, including his armor.
It sounds simple, but if you don't have strong arms, you won't be able to shoot away those spears. If you don't have poor eyesight and quick hands, you won't be able to hurt this person first before others can react.
The person who was hit by the punch flew backwards, knocking several people behind him to the ground, and immediately lost their breath. It also created a small gap for Zhuang Wudao.
After being reminded by Yun'er, Zhuang Wudao no longer wanted to stick to the hole in the wall, so he took a step forward, his fist moving with the step, as powerful as a big gun. Then there was another person, who was punched in the chest and abdomen, and was mixed with the power of the fist.
With great challenge, he soared into the sky.
This spear array is terrifying. An ordinary person would be turned into a hedgehog immediately. However, at this moment, long soldiers are not suitable for close combat, but his boxing skills can be used.
Zhuang Wudao punched one step at a time, and each punch would definitely hit someone, and if it hit, he would be thrown into the air, causing death or injury. Gradually, he felt that it was extremely relaxed, and he had a smooth feeling like flowing clouds and flowing water.
The key to Liuhe Xingyiquan is to follow the punch with your body and strike straight forward with short strikes like thunder. It is indeed the most suitable for battle formations. Among thousands of troops and horses, there are only some places where you can dodge and move around, so this set is most suitable.
Boxing exercises.
Zhuang Wudao's punches were fierce and domineering. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were injured under his punches.
Just as he was about to break out of the formation, the leader of the spear formation was suddenly shocked and angry: "Everyone, give up your spears!"
Dozens of spears were thrown away, and then dozens of sword shadows were slashed from all directions. Zhuang Wudao ignored it and allowed the swords to chop or stab, while the figures were as fast as flying. With a small step, he was in front of him.
Another man flew four feet in the air! He fell down lifelessly like a torn sack.