The figures on the ruins of the inn, which were too close to be caught by the human eye, intersected more than ten times in one breath. They moved around among the ruins like wild beasts, fighting with fists and feet and biting by claws and claws without relying on foreign objects.
Countless flesh and skin injuries were caused in a very short period of time and then healed with scabs. The secret technique of forcibly improving their realm and combat power also repaired their riddled bodies, as long as the injuries were not truly damaging.
, it only takes a few breaths to recover to a level where combat strength is not compromised, but even at this speed, the body is still damaged faster than repaired.
There is no doubt that Wei Changpan's realm combat power is far inferior to that of the Xiaoyao Mountain King. Even the combat power squeezed out by secret techniques can only close the distance.
The fighting style that did not care about life at all helped him gain the upper hand at the beginning of the fight with Wu Erlang. Even ferocious beasts with little brains and reason would not lack vigilance and vigilance when they first meet the same kind, so in the initial fight
The King of Xiaoshan Yaoshan fell into a passive situation, but relying on his familiarity with the secret arts and countless fighting experience, Wei Changpan soon no longer had the upper hand in the situation.
As long as they cannot inflict fatal injuries on their opponents within the time limit of the secret technique, the final result of this fight will only be that one of them dies after exhausting his vitality.
When their bodies crossed for the last time, they were only two inches away from wiping out Wu Erlang's descendants. Likewise, he was just a hair away from being blinded. These tricks, which are despised by righteous people, no one would hesitate to use in a life-and-death battle.
When it comes to mortal enemies, it is extremely difficult for a person who has lost his eyesight to fully display his martial arts, no matter how high his martial arts level is. Many men would rather have their eyes removed than have their brothers suffer any damage.
The two people who were separated for a short time both regained their strength while panting. The red eyes of ferocious beasts never ignored each other's smallest movements.
Both of their injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The life and energy that had been overdrawn by the secret technique were thrown into this vortex of flesh and blood, reshaping their powerful bodies as the vortex rotated.
They made deafening roars at the same time, and the heavy and slow drumbeats competed with each other. That was their heartbeats, and the beating sound of their hearts was as high as war drums.
....
"It's a rare scene. Both of them are fighting with secret skills..." Shen Yi stretched his body lazily on the tall tallow tree with enchanting curves. "It seems there is no need for you to save him. With him now
With the combat power he has shown, he has little chance of winning against Wu Erlang who casts his spell for the second time."
She is the leader of the female assassins of Kasukatai, and few can match her in killing methods and vision. In her opinion, the young man has inspired his secret skills to the extreme, but facing Takejiro, the chance of winning is still not very high, just like
It was a fledgling half-grown wolf who wanted to kill a colorful tiger in its prime.
It has to be said that he has achieved an impeccable level. Even when facing a powerful enemy like Takejiro, he still has the courage to fight alone.
"Why...why is his hair white?"
"The secret arts in this world have many disadvantages, big and small. Some of these disadvantages can cause certain organs in your internal organs to slowly fail, while others can turn a gentle and gentle person into a bloodthirsty evil creature." Shen Yi
Bored, he picked out a bunch of tallow seeds and played with them in his hand, "There is still some damage to Yangshou, but it's not a big deal compared to surviving..."
The young man covered in blood and his head covered with blood
It has been mixed with frost color, and the four-story realm is naturally an extraordinary martial artist in the eyes of ordinary Jianghu people, but it is still far from having to bear the backlash of the secret technique. Anyone can see his vitality. It was slowly passing by, but Wu Erlang in front of him would not give him a chance to breathe.
"Now is not a good opportunity to take action." Shen Yi and Liu Ye frowned, "The secret technique drives such a turbulent flow of energy, and while it is extremely lethal, it also has many flaws."
"But he...is about to die..."
Lu Jiu, who didn't know when he lifted his hood, murmured.
"You are our daughter." After a while, Shen Yi put his hand on her shoulder and sighed quietly: "It is the best thing to meet someone you like when you are young. Whatever you want to do, just let it go. Do it.”
Don't be like her, wait until you miss it and regret it later.
But what's the use?
....
The baby-faced cavalryman saw why most of the cavalrymen in the front row fell on their backs in an instant. In desperation, he loosened the reins and pinched the horse's belly. The maroon horse under his crotch, which was almost connected to his mind, took off with all its strength and could barely pass. He noticed the neighing fallen horses and the overturned cavalry, and at the same time allowed him to see clearly the tight trip rope.
The cavalrymen in the same row with him did not have such superb equestrian skills or mounts with physical strength. These Suzhou elite cavalry had squeezed out the remaining leg strength of their mounts not long ago. It was not easy to urge the horse to trot, and it took the use of spurs to make it possible. The horses were frothing at the mouth and running wildly. Even if they tightened the reins at this moment, it was too late.
A tripping horse rope overturned the Suzhou Jingqi of Xiaobairen.
"This is Suzhou's cavalry?" Su Qilian stopped teasing and mocking. There was a profound word "Sichuan" on the mountain root. "If one day the Jinzhou border fails, will these people be relied on to resist the barbarians' tiger and wolf troops going south?"
Since we are used to living a peaceful life, today we will teach these old and young men how to live a peaceful life.
At the end, the centurion, who was surrounded by a ten-man team, saw from a distance that most of the people in the front of his cavalry were on their backs. He was secretly glad that he had not led the troops forward in a hot head, otherwise he would have tripped the horse rope and been thrown off his horse. Face is not a big deal, if your arms and legs are trampled by the rebel army, that would be a real disaster.
But just looking at it from a distance is not a problem. The previous evil spirits in the forest and the current roadblocks are all difficult characters. As rough as he is, he can't think of any countermeasures for a moment. He just hopes to be able to fight under his command. More than a hundred brothers can kill two people who are blocking the way with a mouthful of spit.
"Behead the first who shrinks! Behead the one who escapes!" He shouted at the top of his voice: "The one who can kill one person first will be promoted to the next level!"
One step above the commander would be the same rank as him. This centurion obviously does not have such ability, but now is the time to employ people. A stupid donkey has to hang a carrot in front of his forehead, let alone these opinions. Do you have to hold on to a pawn who refuses to let go for even a small amount of military exploits?
The baby-faced cavalryman stood out on his own and headed straight for the two people on the road, leaving behind those comrades who were overturned by the snagging ropes.
Dozens of riding horses with people on their backs undoubtedly completely blocked this path that was not very spacious. He had no backup, only one person, one horse and one knife.
This young man, filled with indignation and desire to avenge Pao Ze, rushed towards Zhang Gu and Su Qilian like a moth to the flame.
The baby-faced young man on horseback was about to use his knife to cut off the damn bandit in the middle while passing by Su Qilian and Zhanggu.
"It's a pity."
"If only there were a few more arrows..." Zhang Gu looked down at the empty quiver and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that there are brave people among these paper cavalry troops."
For ordinary horses, the distance of the last ten steps is just two hooves hitting the ground, and they are there in a moment. However, the two people in the path have no intention of dodge. The baby-faced young man who is full of anger also noticed that this is unusual.
response, but the extremely short distance made him unable to react further.
Trapped in a horse pit.
When the word flashed through the baby-faced cavalryman's mind, it was already too late. The overly smooth road in front of him didn't look like it was trampled by farmers in daily life. Jinzhou military attachés who were neglectful of farming were setting this trap.
We have tried our best to be flawless, but the flawless road surface has become the biggest flaw. How come there are no fist-sized potholes on a road that is often trampled by farmers and cattle?
This was the escape route that Jinzhou military attachés had prepared earlier. Xiaoyaoshan minions and Suzhou cavalry were both targets that had to be guarded against. However, Su Qilian never expected that Tang Huaili would be so bold as to kill them and Xiaoyao in one go.
Eat them all.
The dry and brittle dead branches and grass are covered with floating soil, and under the floating soil are nailed with antler guns and bamboo sticks. The three strips are one foot long, one foot wide and three feet deep, shaped like hooks. The mounts and riders who fall into the horse pit will be killed.
Being pierced.
These were the fortifications arranged at the camp and the main road. On the night before the attack, more than 20 of them took less than three hours to complete the arrangement. They originally wanted to use it with the trip horse rope to block the cavalry of the brigade, but they were used on that
Riding alone on a protruding baby-faced cavalryman.
Su Qilian looked past the baby-faced cavalry whose front hooves had sunk. The horses of the Suzhou cavalry that were overturned by the horse ropes whined and neighed and foamed at the mouth. Most of them had their legs broken. They were probably given to the cooks in the camp afterwards.
Pretending to be a meat dish, the beaten cavalrymen were now crawling to their feet, slowly advancing towards them as if inspired by the words of the centurion who was watching the battle from afar.
Su Qi, Lian Zhang and Gu slowly raised their swords. Just such an action caused the cavalrymen who were still advancing slowly to stop and look at each other, but no one dared to be the first to step forward.
"Come on!" The roar rose to the sky, and Su Qilian roared like an old lion, "Pick my head off! Go and exchange for your military merit and silver reward!"
Some of the Suzhou cavalrymen who were fighting on foot still had a few arrows in their quivers that had not been fired. At this time, they raised their crossbows and fired arrows from a distance, but they were completely inaccurate and sparsely passed by the two thieves blocking the road in front of them.
They were afraid that there might be a trap that could kill someone less than a hundred steps ahead. The crossbowmen shot all the few arrows but failed to scratch the oily skin of the two people in front of them, so they were separated by three traps.
Keng confronted these two people. More than a hundred young and energetic cavalrymen were confronting two old military attachés from Jinzhou but did not dare to step forward.