"I heard it, I heard it! The soul is calling!" The Sichuan soldier walked out from the corner with his pants lifted, then picked up the spear that fell on the ground, and walked out of the alley, mumbling something.
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Seeing that he was okay, several Sichuan soldiers sighed, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Afu, you just pee, why did you throw away the weapon?"
"It fell down while standing by the wall. You can't blame me!" A Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu said impatiently.
After standing in the crowd for a while, Ah Fu said to several companions around him: "My little brother from the same country is in the 15th Corps. I will go over and have a kankan."
"What time is it now, and you still want to see your fellow countrymen? Kankan, the captain is over there!" A Sichuan soldier whispered, while his eyes kept looking diagonally forward.
Ah Fu looked up, his little eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile: "The captain is over there. I'll go this way. It's okay. Go and take a look and I'll come back. The 15th Corps is in front. Who knows what's going on?
After the battle is over, will I be able to see any living people?"
Hearing what he said, several Sichuan soldiers around him sighed. In fact, the Sichuan soldiers were not willing to come to Feng Country to fight. They had to travel thousands of miles, not to mention the hard work, and the climate in Feng Country also made them very uncomfortable.
, but the king’s orders were difficult, and they could only obey them.
"Go back quickly! Avoid the captain, and don't let the captain see you, otherwise you will suffer a lot."
"I know." Ah Fu responded, avoiding the captain's side and walking forward from the other side.
The streets were full of Sichuan soldiers and Zhen soldiers. Ah Fu walked close to the wall, trying not to attract anyone's attention. When he reached the 15th Corps of the Sichuan Army, he did not stop but continued to walk forward.
The corps at the front of the 150,000 Sichuan Zhen Alliance Army is the 7th Corps of the Sichuan Kingdom. The regular Central Army of the Sichuan Kingdom, the strength of each corps can be judged by ranking. The top ten corps are the strongest.
The tenth rank is next, the twenty rank is next, and so on. The regiments beyond the hundred rank are basically reserve troops, mostly old, young, sick and disabled, with extremely poor combat effectiveness.
When we arrived at the 7th Corps, the appearance of the Sichuan Army was obviously different. Every one of them had bright helmets and bright armor, and they were full of energy. If you look closely, you can see that the soldiers among them are all middle-aged men between twenty and thirty years old. They are tall and strong.
Even the weapons they use are far superior to other legions.
At this time, Ah Fu subconsciously slowed down and walked more cautiously. He pressed his body against the wall and tried not to touch the Sichuan soldiers next to him. At the same time, he looked forward and looked forward. When he saw him coming to the seventh corps
In the front row, Dou Kui, who was riding a tall horse and surrounded by many Sichuan generals and Zhen generals, suddenly lit up.
He didn't dare to continue looking forward. If he got closer, the spiritual energy emanating from his body might attract the attention of General Chuan and General Sada. This was the last thing he wanted to happen.
He silently calculated the distance between himself and Dou Kui, and nodded secretly. This was already within his range. While he was thinking about what to do, a Sichuan soldier next to him looked him up and down.
After a few glances, he asked in a deep voice: "Hey! Which regiment are you from?"
Ah Fu blinked and said, "I am from the 49th Corps."
"Forty-ninth Corps?" The Sichuan soldier asked suspiciously: "Isn't the Forty-ninth Corps behind? Why did you get here?"
Ah Fu smiled awkwardly and said, "I heard that General Liao Sheng and General Jiang Fan of the Feng Kingdom were fighting, so I came over to have a look."
The Sichuan soldier immediately raised his eyebrows, widened his eyes, and reprimanded in a cold voice: "This is in front of the formation of the two armies. Do you think this is a place where you can move around casually? How did your regiment commander teach you?"
"Hey? Brother, if you have something to say, why are you scolding me?" Ah Fu raised his voice and said dissatisfiedly.
"When did I scold you..."
"You, the 7th Corps, can curse people as you like! I don't think you are any good, and how did your corps commander teach you? It's just a false name, bullshit 7th Corps!"
His words were loud enough, at least enough for the nearby Sichuan soldiers to hear clearly. Standing in the Seventh Corps and cursing the Seventh Corps, this is simply reckless. No matter which Corps he replaces, he will definitely be
I can't stand it, not to mention Ah Fu is just an ordinary soldier.
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted, and more than ten people came around and surrounded him.
"Boy, say it again if you have the guts!" an impulsive man in the crowd shouted angrily.
"What? Are you bullying others just because you have more people? Your Seventh Corps is just trying to live up to its name, but it's actually just a bunch of bears! Haha -" Ah Fu squinted at the Sichuan soldiers around him and laughed loudly.
The eyes of the dozen or so Sichuan soldiers around him were about to spit out fire. If they were not on the battlefield at this time, they would have taken action long ago, but the strict military discipline of the Sichuan army made them suppress the anger in their hearts.
No one made a move, and no one spoke back. People just stared at him.
These guys can really keep their composure! Ah Fu muttered in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at everyone, and said arrogantly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way. If you get too close to you bastards, you will be in trouble with me."
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He repeatedly made rude remarks, and some of the Sichuan soldiers really couldn't bear it. The man who had just asked the question roared: "Boy, you asked for a beating!" As he spoke, he raised his fist and struck Ah Fu in the face.
He was fast, but Ah Fu was not satisfied with his speed. The latter raised his fist and counterattacked the opponent's fist.
A click was heard in the helix of the ear, and the two fists collided with each other. Ah Fu didn't do anything, but the Sichuan soldier who punched first screamed and fell to the ground, holding his arms and rolling on the ground in pain.
The hearts of everyone around him trembled, and they hurriedly lowered their heads to check. After taking a closer look, their faces changed. It turned out that the Sichuan soldier's metacarpal bones were smashed to pieces, his five fingers were twisted out of shape, and even his arm bones were broken.
, the white bones penetrated the skin and clothes, and spread out of the body.
Two fists collided, and one person was injured like this. Is the other person still a human? Could it be that his fists are made of iron?
Before the Sichuan soldiers came to their senses, Ah Fu, the evil man who provoked the trouble and hurt others, complained first and screamed: "It's not good, the bastard from the Seventh Corps killed someone, help me——"
He let go of his voice and shouted, not to mention most of the people in the 7th Corps heard it, even Dou Kui heard it. He frowned, looked back, and saw the middle section of the 7th Corps was messy and noisy.
Continuously, he said in a deep voice: "General Wang Peng, what happened after you went to the kankan? Why is it so chaotic?"
"Yes!" The Sichuan general named Wang Peng responded with his hand, turned the horse's head, and walked back. The other Sichuan generals and Zhen generals also turned their heads and stretched their necks to look around, trying to see what was going on.
Something happened.
But at this moment, black mist suddenly erupted around Ah Fu's son, who was being beaten by many Sichuan soldiers. Immediately afterwards, the son disappeared. When he reappeared, the man had appeared under Dou Kui's horse.
All the Sichuan generals, Zhen generals, including Dou Kui himself, all felt the fluctuation of spiritual pressure, and also noticed that there was an extra person under Dou Kui's horse. However, before everyone could recover, Ah Fu suddenly appeared under the horse's belly.
Like a spring, he shot up on the spot. With a bang, his body hit the horse's belly hard. The force was so strong that the horse and Dou Kui on it were lifted up more than half a meter. Dou Kui screamed.
With a sound, he lost his balance and fell off his horse. While his body was still falling, Ah Fu swung his knife in the air, and with a click, Dou Kui's body split in two in the air, and the two bodies fell to the ground.
, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
It sounds slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and it only happens in an instant.
Poor Sichuan general Dou Kui, he didn't even know who the enemy was, so he died in confusion, and he died tragically because someone cut him open in the middle.
Looking at Dou Kui's body cut into two, the surrounding Sichuan generals and Zhen generals were dumbfounded. After a moment of silence, people subconsciously screamed and turned around to look again. A Sichuan soldier stood in front of them.
Among the generals, this was nothing. What was strange was that one of his arms had completely turned into a long knife, which was thin and long, black, and emitted an eerie black light.
Blood beads dripped from the tip of the knife to the ground.
The generals woke up from a dream, and a general of the Zhen Army shouted: "Shadow fenshen! They are dark spiritual cultivators——"
Ah Fu sneered, lowered his body, and drilled out through the gap between the generals' horses.
"Avenge the general! We can't let him run away!" The eyes of the Sichuan generals were all red. One of them galloped on his horse regardless, and chased Ah Fu from behind, his spirit spear going straight to his heart.
Ah Fu reacted very quickly, as if he had eyes on his back. He curled up into a ball and rolled to the side. Not only did he avoid the edge of the opponent's spirit spear, but he also let the charging horse pass by.
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However, at this moment of delay, several more Sichuan generals and Zhen generals rushed forward, surrounded Ah Fu, and fired their spiritual spears and spiritual knives at him.
At the critical moment, Afu's body emitted black mist and disappeared again. Later, he had already escaped from the enemy's encirclement.
He wanted to run away, but the red-eyed generals Chuan and Zhen pursued him. After running for two steps, he was overtaken by the enemy general again. This time Ah Fu stopped running and stood on the same spot, taking a look.
The surrounding enemy generals and soldiers looked up and laughed, and then their bodies began to vaporize, and the people and their clothes instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, floating towards the houses next to the main street.
"Hurry up and follow the spiritual mist to find the assassin's true body!" An experienced general immediately judged that it was a dark spiritual cultivator who dispersed the shadow body and collected the spiritual energy back into the body. As long as he followed the spiritual mist
, and you can find the other person’s true self.
Under General Zhen's reminder, the somewhat dazed Sichuan generals all shouted loudly and urged their horses to pursue Lingwu.
This Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu had actually been killed by Tang Yin long ago. Tang Yin burned his soul and sucked Ah Fu, and then released the shadow fenshen, which transformed into Ah Fu and infiltrated among the Sichuan soldiers.
It's a pity that the Sichuan soldiers were not spiritual cultivators, so they couldn't detect the changes in Ah Fu, nor could they feel the spiritual energy emanating from him. As a result, Tang Yin's shadow Fen Shen got close to Dou Kui and suddenly took action to kill him.
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This is the terrifying thing about the inner sect's dark spiritual cultivators, who are hard to guard against.