The sound of metal clashing sounded at this time, which was a very sudden and strange thing.
Everyone who heard this sound stretched their necks and stared at the spot where the sparks were generated in the arrow rain, because the first wave of arrow rain was about to end and the truth was about to be revealed.
Because the time interval between the two 'ding's was too short, it sounded like there was only one infinitely long sound, which made everyone more confused.
"What?!"
When they finally saw what was going on there, everyone was horrified because the situation was like this:
Zhang Baoer leaned back on the guqin and retreated quickly. The qin was made of unknown materials, but the sharp dark gold arrows could not damage it at all, leaving Zhang Baoer without any worries at the rear.
As he was retreating, he held a long sword and quickly pointed, slashed, hacked, thrown, blocked...
The silver sword light connected at an alarming speed to form a semi-solid silver ball, which illuminated him. The sharp arrows flying from three directions were blocked by the long sword in his hand.
This... is the essence of "Spirit Snake Sword Technique". It can be said to be: 'The ground is a prison, and it is impenetrable'.
It was just a long sword, but it could be wielded by him so airtight. This scene was simply appalling and unheard of!
Swish, swish, swish...
Even though he was retreating, his speed was extremely fast, beyond the visual perception range of most crossbowmen. As the sharp arrows around him became fewer and fewer, the sound of 'ding' became less and less. Gradually,
Most of the sounds that reached everyone's ears were the sound of his own sword swing.
He was so focused that he didn't even have time to think. His sword almost completely obeyed the command of his senses, causing his long hair to be blown off like dry grass in autumn by the unprovoked strong wind.
Whoosh!
At a certain moment, his arm suddenly stopped waving, because the crossbowmen were so stunned that they forgot to continue shooting...
"Huh...huh..."
He gasped for air and exhaled white mist, but his footsteps did not slow down at all. His body suddenly turned to the right, retreating into advancing, his left hand was fixed on the strings, using it as a shield, and he continued to run towards the crowd!
"Cum!!!!"
I don't know who shouted, and the voice was frightened and urgent, as if it came from a critical moment!
"ah?!"
"Fire the arrow!"
…
The soldiers suddenly woke up. This brief hesitation had already made his blurry figure approach a few feet away. Their faces were pale and they frantically ordered to shoot arrows or shot arrows themselves... But!
It's too late, it's too late - the two sides were only more than thirty feet apart, and he... was so fast!
Boom boom boom…
The sound of the strings did not stop, because people's hearts were overwhelmed by fear. Tens of thousands of sharp arrows pierced Zhang Bao'er and the thousands of people in front of him rolling and scattering without hesitation. The moment before the sharp arrows arrived, a ruthless
The laughter rang out:
"hehe!"
He was not afraid! Because he had already plunged into the crowd - even though there were four arrows stapled to his body and the blood boiled and flowed out faster due to his violent movement, he still didn't notice it!
The meat shield is available!
The killing... begins!
But his cold eyes, which no longer shed tears, did not look at the people nearby, but stared at the people fleeing further away.
The reason is simple, these people nearby do not need him to take action!
"don't want!"
"Run away!"
"ah!!!"
A large group of shrill screams suddenly stopped, because a large group of people were shot into sieves or dead hedgehogs by thousands of sharp arrows.
At the same time, the man who no longer cried was dancing in hell on earth like a ghost, moving freely through the rain of arrows with a movement that was so wonderful that it left people speechless...
Whoosh!
He flicked his wrist, and the sound of cutting wind came from the sharp sword. The sound was like the sharp roar of an evil ghost, telling people that it was hungry and thirsty and would drink human blood!
"shoot!"
"Swing the knife!"
"Draw out the gun!"
…
Relatively behind, various orders were issued arbitrarily, and no one would blame these people for issuing military orders indiscriminately, because their chain of command had collapsed.
At this moment, countless people are regretting, regretting that they were too generous and made the encirclement too small! Some people even regretted that they should not have come here, because the rain of flesh and blood in the crowd has already begun!
Zhang Baoer is like a meat grinder. All objects in front of him, not to mention a military general in the golden elixir stage, even weapons and armor will be ruthlessly smashed by him...
Before this day, no one would believe that hundreds of thousands of people could be killed by one person, because that would be too ridiculous!
But today, they believed it, because all that happened before their eyes:
In front of him, no matter who you are, no matter how fast you run away, you are still like a weak plant, unable to avoid being shattered to pieces!
For a moment, everyone is in danger. Even if his ability is limited and cannot kill you, the sharp arrows constantly flying from a distance will kill you!
However... the saying 'evil comes from the boldest' makes sense!
The people around Zhang Baoer and in front of him were running for their lives, but the people further away did not escape. They were shooting arrows or throwing spears.
This scene is very strange, because they should run away! Don't they know that their attacks will only hurt their own people?! Or... is it because they have already killed their own people, so they are numb?
"laugh!"
"good!"
No matter what the reason was, when people discovered that a dark gold arrow penetrated Zhang Baoer's left shoulder, everyone except those who were on the run burst into joy, their military morale was determined, and more violent attacks followed!
Pain, of course!
But that's not spirit, it's just sex!
Zhang Baoer's expression remained unchanged, his eyes remained numb, his body only stagnated slightly, and then he continued to ruthlessly harvest the lives ahead!
"Run!"
"Run quickly!"
"Don't stop me!"
…
In fact, long before he felt it, the rain of flesh and blood had already started dripping. Many people who found Zhang Baoer approaching and whose way was blocked did not hesitate to wave the knives or swords in their hands, intending to open a way for their escape.
They no longer care whether the road is bloody or not, because he just wants to live, just live!
But... moving forward, where are we going?!
Zhang Baoer doesn't know that his soul is very confused. He hates this confusion. In order to dispel it, he can only tirelessly kill and kill...
"kill!"
Whenever he feels tired, a hoarse killing sound will come out of his throat. At this moment, he is like a broken car going up a long slope. Whenever its speed slows down or is about to decline, it suddenly
Step on the accelerator...
"kill!"
With the passage of time, his killing sound has lost the grief, anger and sorrow, and only has the pure emotion of 'killing'.
Unknowingly, the sun set in the west, and the light passed through the blood rain and turned from red to golden red.
At a certain moment, he trembled suddenly and woke up:
"Um?!"
He felt exhausted. There were more than twenty arrows stapled to his body. Huge pain hit him from dozens of places in his body. His figure also froze and stayed in place!
There were no more flying arrows in the sky. At some point, the willpower of those who attacked had collapsed. They had already left the battlefield along with those who chose to escape, raising thick dust in the distance.
The reason why Zhang Baoer woke up was because he suddenly realized that his speed had slowed down, and there were no more people in front of him who could be killed by his next sword...
The extremely thick smell of blood filled his nostrils, and the thick blood and juice covered his body. His back was a little cold due to the lack of hot blood, and his hair of varying lengths was because other people's blood had solidified there.
And it made his head feel heavy, and there were so many arrows on his body that he longed to fall down...
"call!"
He exhaled and shook violently. Regardless of the pain caused by the arrow, he shook off the things that did not belong to him on his body, sword and piano, which made him feel a little more relaxed.
However, this feeling of relaxation lasted only for a moment, because a hundred feet away: Directly in front of him stood an old man on a hill at twelve o'clock, a middle-aged general in armor stood at about one o'clock, and at half past two o'clock there was a
There is an old woman with gray hair holding a staff, and there are also people at 10:30, 9:00, 8:00, 6:30, 5:00 and 4:00, a total of nine people!
These nine people are all Nascent Soul cultivators!
Zhang Baoer's pupils shrank suddenly, because he knew that he had been fooled again - the opponent had back-ups, and the army was just a tool to consume his combat power. The real killer move was these people!
Among these people, for some reason, there was no Shan Lao and the other three. The old man and Le Yurou were the people he wanted to kill the most. Precisely because there was no such old man, he calmed down and stood there paying attention to the nine.
human actions.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, nearly 10,000 corpses spread behind him like the shadow of a mountain to where he stood. It must be said that this is a rough but shocking work of art. No one could have imagined that the "Blood Road" would look like this.
However, as the person involved, he had no time to appreciate or lament, because after checking his own situation, he knew that his life was hanging by a thread!
His physical condition was too bad. He had exerted too much force and lost too much blood. His physical strength was at a loss and his Dantian was completely empty...
These are not the worst, the worst is his spirit, his mental space has shrunk by half!
He wanted to fall down and 'die' immediately, but his heart told him to 'persist'. He kept denying his inner thoughts, because every time he denied them, he would be affirmed again...
"No! No! I can't die here! I can't..."
"Da Xuan, Xue Niang, Xiao Ming, Cai'er, Xiao Ha, Tang Tian... I want to die, but I can't! What should I do?!"
Endless sadness emerged in his heart as the afterglow disappeared...
This made him feel like a sailor who floated up from the bottom of the sea after his ship ran aground and was silent. Looking at the endless and ruthless waves, he didn't know where to go.
In a daze, he seemed to be standing on the teleportation array on the moon again. The formation of fate had turned. He could not escape and was being sucked into an unknown place that frightened him.
He is so powerless that he will lose control of himself at any time, because the hesitation continues, constantly consuming his physical strength and energy. The longer the time goes on, the more detrimental it is to him.
He didn't know that he was like a hydrogen balloon with a hole in it - the balloon did not explode immediately, but continued to leak hydrogen gas, and the thread that tied it gradually shifted the downward pulling force upward. If it was not blocked,
Live, one day, the hydrogen balloon will dry up and be hung there by that thread...
Finally... it will be abandoned and cannot escape the fate of being thrown into the trash can!
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