When Li Jiang rushed to the exit, he heard a lot of noise outside.
Originally, he didn't expect that the outside would be the same as when he came in, so he was not disappointed.
He could guess that there were at least hundreds of powerful swords outside facing the exit, so he mobilized half of the Jiuyang Zhenqi in his Dantian and divided it into two streams, one covering the body surface, and the other using the divine power to change the third
The operation of layer skills.
After he was ready, Li Jiang took a deep breath and took out his long knife. The short knife blocked his head and face, and the long knife was erected in front of his chest and abdomen, and he rushed out with a low body.
As soon as he emerged, he heard a loud shout: "Let go!"
The sounds of machines and bowstrings resounded.
Two groups of light immediately bloomed in front of Li Jiang, one up and one down, small at the top and big at the bottom.
The crisp sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong" is continuous.
Li Jiang did not stay where he was and act as a target. He swayed left and right in a zigzag pattern under the rain of arrows.
However, no matter how coquettishly he moved, he could not avoid the arrows coming from three directions, and many of them hit him.
Fortunately, Shen Xing's ever-changing "Slippery Autumn" mental technique was of great use. Most of the arrows that hit him were forced to slide away, and the few that did not slide away could not break through the defense of Jiuyang Zhenqi.
All were ejected.
Li Jiang could see it clearly at this time. Yuan soldiers formed a semicircle around the exit, and they were all dozens of meters away from Li Jiang.
When he rushed to about fifty meters away from Yuan Bing, the arrow rain became sparse.
Li Jiang was overjoyed, and just as he was about to speed up and rush forward, another loud shout rang out: "Let go!"
The front row retreated, the second row followed, and more than a hundred arrows flew out again.
Damn! You dare to play three-part shooting. Li Jiang cursed the commander's eighteenth generation ancestor in his heart and waved his sword helplessly.
This wave of attacks made Li Jiang feel a little uncomfortable. They were very lethal at close range, and his energy consumption doubled.
If the first wave of arrows cost 2 points of Qi for each arrow blocked, then the second wave now costs 4 points.
And when he was swung the sword to great trouble, the Yuan soldiers on three sides were almost frightened. At such a close distance, even the tiger was shot to death by a few arrows. Not only did this man not die, he was still jumping around in the rain of arrows.
Rushing closer.
Could it be that he is a god descending to earth?
Everyone felt that they were invincible. If they were not the emperor's personal soldiers, they might have shouted, dropped their bows and fled in all directions.
After surviving the second wave of arrows, Li Jiang moved closer 20 meters to Yuan Bing, who was 30 meters away. In fact, he could jump over this distance, but he was afraid of being entangled by experts, so he was no better in mid-air than on the ground.
You can dodge and move around, but then you will become a living target.
"Let go!" The third wave of arrows struck.
Li Jiang's zhenqi went crazy, and finally an arrow broke through the interception of Jiuyang zhenqi and penetrated into the flesh. But fortunately, Jiuyang zhenqi also acted as a buffer, and the arrow did not penetrate deeply into the flesh.
At most one centimeter.
At this time, Li Jiang's shape is like a hedgehog. On the front half of his body, he wields two swords and misses an arrow, while the back half and sides are full of arrows.
Li Jiang didn't care that the arrow was knocked out, he could only endure the pain and use his true energy to stop the bleeding.
The third wave of arrows was finally over. Seeing that the people who were retreating were about to come forward again, Li Jiang bit his teeth, leaned down and acted like Voldemort, and shot at the crowd like a snake.
His bravery shocked the soldiers of Yuan Dynasty. After seeing him shooting, those in front of him hurriedly evaded.
As soon as Li Jiang entered the crowd, he was like a dragon entering the sea. It was impossible to shoot him. The commander of this battle made a prompt decision and shouted: "Everyone, stand back!"
The soldiers ordered and prohibited them and quickly retreated to expose Li Jiang.
But Li Jiang had already put it on him, so how could they succeed? He was like a cowhide plaster that couldn't be shaken off once it got on it, and the Yuan soldiers screamed incessantly.
As soon as the commander of the Yuan soldiers finished speaking, more than twenty people had already died under Li Jiang's sword.
He had never been so aggrieved, and coupled with being deceived, the evil fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he was bleeding.
More and more dead souls were being killed by his sword. The commander of the soldiers standing on the half-man-high command vehicle saw that this was not possible, so he said to the three monks wearing high hats in the audience: "Please three holy monks take action."
The three holy monks saluted each other without saying a word, then each stretched out their sleeves, flew into the air and rushed toward Li Jiang.
Li Jiang was having a great time killing, but the copycat spirit reminded him that three large human-shaped birds were flying towards him, so he put away his short knife and swiped backwards with a "dragon swinging tail" palm.
Ancestor Sunflower who was hiding at the exit of the dungeon saw this scene as soon as he showed his head, and quickly shouted: "Master, be careful..."
But it was too late. One of the three people was facing the palm directly. He had lost all his strength and could only raise his palm to strike.
There was a loud "bang" in the field, and a big wave rolled up. Several soldiers around Li Jiang were affected and flew out directly. The monk opposite also let out a "wow" and vomited blood and flew back.
The other two monks were just brushed by the wind of their palms, and their strength was dispersed with a wave of their big sleeves, and they fell next to Li Jiang.
As soon as the three great sage monks met each other, one of them was killed.
"The benefactor is too cruel. My senior brother was just here to calm down the fight, but he was brutally attacked by you!" A monk straightened his crooked hat and said in a strange tone.
"The great monk wants to make a difference? Why don't you persuade these Yuan soldiers to let me go? Then there will be no fighting." Li Jiang said as he took a few steps back towards the wall.
Another monk also adjusted his robes and hat, put his palms together and shouted the Buddha's name, saying: "The donor is too murderous. We would like to invite the donor to study Buddhism under my Buddha's seat to eliminate his hostility."
"Haha, what a sweet talker. I don't have time. How about we make an appointment later..." Li Jiang continued to back away as he spoke, but suddenly he stopped again because he felt two more people coming not far behind him.
The two monks slowly stepped forward and one of them said, "The donor is the leader of a cult. We cannot let the tiger go back to the mountain."
Li Jiang sneered and said: "The so-called torrent of history is mighty. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. I am not alone in the rise of Mingjiao. People all over the world are resisting. If you kill me, you can't affect Mingjiao. Even if you destroy Mingjiao, you can't stop it.
Follow the general trend. I advise the masters not to block the wheel of history. You can't stop it, otherwise you will be crushed to pieces!"
"Amitabha!" The two monks paused.
At this time, a high-pitched voice sounded from behind: "That's nonsense. Everyone can punish traitors and traitors. Masters, don't listen to him..."
"What's the matter with you!" Li Jiang roared violently, and his back suddenly hit the place where the sound came from, interrupting Patriarch Sunflower's next words.
When Sunflower Ancestor saw Li Jiang hitting him with his back, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he turned his palms to stamp on Li Jiang's back.
Just as the two of them were about to come into contact, Li Jiang suddenly made a strange posture, bent his upper body, raised his buttocks, and let Ancestor Sunflower hit the air with his palm.
Ancestor Sunflower was slightly startled, what kind of move was this? Then he felt a chill in his crotch. When he lowered his head, he saw that his clothes had been cut with a big hole. It was transparent from the front to the back, and gusts of cool wind were flowing through the hole.
Li Jiang had already made contact with Taoist Baishu behind him, and shouted: "Look, everyone, it turns out that he is really a bastard!"
Ancestor Sunflower immediately covered his vitals with both hands, one behind the other.
He reacted quickly enough, but he was still seen by many people. First there were a few chuckles, and then they laughed louder and louder, until the whole audience burst into laughter. Those who didn't see it squeezed in and stretched their heads to watch.
Patriarch Sunflower's pale face flushed red, and he said sternly: "How dare you, little thief, the Za family will fight you until death!"