Eighty-four, the fighting on the mountain is still more than
The patrolling disciples under the cliff of the mountain master's residence in Songfeng Mountain heard the sound of fighting coming from above, and when they rushed to check, they were stopped by the people sent from the inner mountain assembly hall with the assembly hall token, saying that they were just
You only need to set up defenses on the downhill roads and cliffs.
"It's really the token of the Council... In that case, we will strictly abide by the orders of the elders of the Council." The leading disciple was dressed in inner mountain attire. With a wave of his hand, he called to the good hands selected from the five outer disciples around him to hold soldiers.
Blade stands guard under the cliff.
"There's one more thing." The visitor carried two large boxes behind him, "I would also like to ask you to add some weapons."
The leading inner disciples were a little surprised. The disciples of Songfeng Mountain mostly used swords, and the swords worn by the outer disciples all had the same shape and the forging process and materials were exactly the same. Compared with the scrap copper and iron in the hands of Dayao local government officials, they were naturally much more sophisticated.
Many, this temporary weapon is not only unfamiliar, but also suspected of being superfluous.
He was about to politely refuse, but the person who came smiled and said:
"It is not a first-class sword. You will definitely be happy to see it." After saying that, he ordered people to open the two big boxes.
"Crossbow?" The inner disciple changed his color.
"The powerful crossbow standard in Yao's army can break armor in eighty steps and can shoot three hundred strides." The visitor brought out a crossbow in a box. "As long as it has enough strength, even people who have never trained can shoot it."
Can go into battle."
He stroked the crossbow body. The red date wood material was coated with leather glue and would not rot easily. The inner mountain disciple took the crossbow and did not imitate the crossbowmen in the army to use the power of the foot pedal to string the crossbow. Instead, he only relied on the strength of one arm.
That's all, but it still seems like there is still some energy left.
"A powerful crossbow." The inner mountain disciple praised, "But it is too impossible to kill a master above the fifth floor of martial arts with just this."
He took the arrow that was handed to him, which was an ordinary iron arrowhead. He placed it on the arrow path and aimed through Wangshan Mountain at a pine tree about sixty steps away. Then he pulled the hanging knife. After an instant, the arrow hit the target.
He passed by the main trunk of the pine tree within a few inches, then he stretched the string again, loaded the arrow, took aim, and fired the arrow.
After doing this three times, all the arrows fired by the inner disciple were able to pierce the pine tree, and they stopped moving.
The visitor smiled and said: "As expected of a disciple of Neishan, you can become proficient in this crossbow after just a few sticks of incense."
He took out a pair of sheepskin gloves from his body and put them on. The inner disciple of Songfeng Mountain was a little surprised when he saw this thing that was usually only worn by a few people who did autopsy in the yamen, but he also took the gloves handed by the visitor.
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Just in case.
The visitor walked out from among the servants carrying the box, and took out a box of tightly wrapped things from the box.
The inner disciple of Songfeng Mountain covered his mouth and nose with one hand to block the stench coming from the box, took out an arrowhead with the other hand, and held his nose while looking up and down.
"Of course the big guys on the mountain have more thoughts than us. This crossbow is a deadly weapon for people in the army, but a six-story warrior is no longer an ordinary person." The person who came also covered his mouth and nose.
, said in a muffled voice: "The poison of the viper, plus the armor-piercing arrowheads, is enough to knock down three cows. Even if it can scratch a little oily skin of a six-story warrior, the poison on it will enter his blood, and he will have to
If you create some realms to suppress the poison in your body, the Mountain Master will be more confident in winning."
"Is the mountain master also up there..."
The visitor who consciously made a mistake ignored the words of the inner disciple of Songfeng Mountain: "Each person has three sticks. If each team sees the person coming from Songfeng Mountain, they must hit at least one stick. If not, the inner disciple will be demoted to the outer disciple, and the outer disciple will be eliminated."
The realm of martial arts is driven out of the mountain gate."
This harsh order made these Songfeng Mountain disciples a little frightened, and they hurriedly clasped their fists to accept the order.
"Then I will use this wine to wish you all great achievements." The visitor poured the whole pot of wine on the ground, and the disciples in Songfeng Mountain shuddered...
It's like a toast to the dead.
....
Facts have proved that Dayao's ornately decorated general's armor did not provide much protection against the enemy. The hollow-carved bright silver armor was very beautiful, but it could also be easily destroyed by the owner of Yanyu Tower with just a swipe. This
The gorgeous armor on his body has now become a burden to Gao Xu, the master of Songfeng Mountain. When facing the enemy, it is not easy to take off this armor with complicated steps, not to mention that there is a six-story warrior beside him who is watching him eagerly.
The master of Songfeng Mountain, who was usually extremely dignified, had his bright general armor turned into tatters. There were seven or eight knife marks and a missing piece of shoulder armor, making this armor something that even beggars would not bother to pick up.
However, the sword's sharpness was unexpected, and it was comparable to the famous sword from Yanyulou. However, Gao Xu's body weighed dozens more kilograms, and the owner of Yanyulou only had two sword wounds on his body so far.
"Gao Xu, this armor is flashy. It's a good thing you treat it as a treasure, but the sword is just okay." In the gap between drawing the sword, Yu Cheng still had the energy to sneer.
Gao Xu's situation is undoubtedly much worse, and he has only recently become a
The master of Songfeng Mountain, a six-story martial artist, is obviously no match for Yu Cheng, who has been immersed in the six-story building for several years. Coupled with the burden of his armor, if Songfeng Mountain's sword skills were not the most exquisite in Jiangzhou, he would have fallen into a precarious situation.
field.
The general's sword pushed aside the sword handed down from Yanyu Tower. The sword struck the blue bricks on the ground, and those green bricks cracked a narrow hole half a foot long and several inches wide. At this moment, Gao Xufang could take a breath and reply:
"Gao Xu has seen the power of Lord Yu's long sword, but if he wants to kill the Lord of Songfeng Mountain, I'm afraid he's still a little short of the mark."
"Bullshit, I'll kill you if I want to." Yu Cheng held the knife in his backhand and approached Gao Xu. He succeeded with the knife and made a deep cut under his ribs with bone visible, and also cut the already broken piece.
The general's armor was completely turned into a pile of rags on the ground.
Gao Xu took off his useless helmet, moved his arms as if the stab wound didn't exist, roared, and went to fight Yu Cheng, the owner of Yanyu Tower.
A miserable howl broke the fight that was still evenly balanced. Zhang Wu's thorns that hit the mountain tree broke through the Huizhou assassin's blockade, and shot him in the shoulder, directly tearing the entire arm from his body. The previous miserable howl
It was from this person.
The assassin's broken arm was bleeding like a fountain. He sealed several acupoints on his right shoulder before he could stop the bleeding. Feeling that his martial arts realm was regressing back to the fifth floor, he shouted angrily:
"Zhang Wu! After today, I, Huizhou Gelutai, will kill you Zhang Family Spear Disciple!"
The assassin with the broken arm hurriedly retreated after uttering the harsh words. He wanted to find a safe place to heal his injuries and see if there was still a chance to maintain the six-story realm. However, he was shuddered by the coolness coming from his vest.
His body just moved a few inches to the right when the shot tore off his other arm. The assassin who had no more energy to escape suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.