Good!"

Seeing that Qin Yuan picked off the usual harsh and stern Chen Bu with a halberd, the forty-eight people behind him were all shocked in their hearts, and when they saw the various mysterious breaths around their bodies, they couldn't help but feel more sure in their hearts, Qin Yuan was not taking them to play around, but really had the ability to be calm and unhurried.

After the heart was settled, the morale was naturally flourishing, and the uneasy mood just now was swept away, and everyone riveted their strength, pulled their throats, and let out an earth-shattering scream, and rushed into the opponent's camp with Qin Yuan.

Ren He didn't say a word, and rushed the fastest.

The gentleman's long sword in his hand drew a series of turquoise exercises in the air, and any opposing sergeant who touched these horses would be injured and fall down when touched.

The gentleman's sword is incomparably sharp, slender and slender, slashing through the air, it was originally a silver-white horse, but because of the blue-green aura around the body, it turned silver and white into green.

After the gentleman's sword slashed through the air for four or five strokes, a smile finally appeared on Ren He's face.

In addition to being happy and happy, there was also a hint of surprise in that smile.

He found that after the gentleman's strength was entangled in the turquoise aura, it became more powerful, and his flexibility increased several times as a result, and what pleased him the most was that the spiritual power consumed by the gentleman's sword was reduced to only one-third.

Combined, his combat power has increased tenfold.

Ren He has practiced the teachings of the sage since he was a child, and he pays attention to "Mount Tai collapses in front and does not change color, and the elk is happy in the left and does not look instantaneous", and the hardships and humiliations of these years have made him develop an excellent character, but at this time he is still overjoyed, let alone others?

The corners of Niu Sanhuai's mouth were almost to the root of his ears.

A goose egg-thick black black iron heavy spear was danced by him, and the sand and gravel stirred up by the spear shaft rose to the sky, this heavy spear of more than 100 catties seemed to be suddenly much lighter, but the strength on the heavy spear was much heavier, which made him extremely excited, as if his strength had jumped to a great realm out of thin air.

"Lao Luo, eat my old cow!"

Niu Sanhuai was like a heavy tank, full of horsepower, rushed into it, and after overturning three or five people in a rampage, his eyes suddenly lit up, and it was Luo Hailong, who he looked down on the most, but was helpless, in front of him.

These two are the two most difficult to deal with in the Hundred Battles Battalion.

The two of them fought for 300 rounds openly and secretly because of the competition for the commander of the ten, of course, Niu Sanhuai is Mingli, and he plays brute force, and he can't play needlework with a big guy who worships violence to the extreme, and Luo Hailong is completely opposite, what makes him play yang is the big girl who picks up dung water, which is completely torturing him, and what makes him play yin is to release fish and return to the water, and the advantage is to play.

The competition for the ten-captain has long ended, but the Liang Zi of the two has continued, even now, as long as there is an opportunity, they will not let go of the opportunity to make each other ugly.

"Old Niu, you have something to say!"

When Luo Hailong saw Niu Sanhuai rushing towards him like a bull in heat, he couldn't help but tighten his legs, his hair stood on end, and his scalp was "popping" and exploding, regardless of whether he was embarrassed or not, he screamed with the sound of tearing off his vocal cords and shouted for forgiveness.

"Giving it your all is the greatest respect for your opponent!"

Niu Sanhuai roared a tiger that was extremely inauthentic but extremely exquisite, and with all his strength, he rounded the giant spear, and where the giant spear passed, the air was shattered and the air continued to let out a terrible roar and groan, and then collided with another giant spear.

"Dang!"

In the midst of the deafening sound and the splashing of sparks, Luo Hailong's arms were in severe pain, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the blood was red

swept out, and the whole person was like a tragic matador who lost his hand, and was hit high and flew out.

Luo Hailong's cultivation is not low, and he is in the same realm as Niu Sanhuai, but in terms of strength, there is a big gap, but no matter how big it is, it will not be so big that he can't even resist a round and be smashed out, this battle is not like an encounter between the same realm, but more like a high-level realm cultivator abusing the low-level realm.

"Poof!"

Luo Hailong stood out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his gloomy face was filled with a hint of pain, and at the same time, it was mixed with a hint of a cruel smile.

A cold light flickered suddenly.

It was a hidden arrow hidden in its sleeve.

The short shaft of the arrow, sharp into a four-edged cluster of arrows, as fast as electricity, shows its powerful tearing ability, and the faint blue light on the body of the arrow informs people that it may have been quenched with poison.

The smile on his face was slowly rippling like ripples in the lake.

Compared to this heavy and huge war spear, he was more interested in this poisoned arrow, and the soldiers were treacherous, showing that the enemy was weak and unprepared, and in his past experience, not many people could dodge this unexpected blow.

"Whoosh!"

The short arrow cut an arc in the air at an extremely tricky angle and went straight to Niu Sanhuai's waist.

This is the subtlety of the hand-throwing arrow, not only is it hidden and difficult to check, but the master can use special techniques to make its path unpredictable and difficult to watch out for.

However, the next moment, his rapidly rippling smile suddenly froze.

The red aura around Niu Sanhuai's body shook suddenly, driving the short arrow to shake too, and between two and three strokes, the short arrow lost its head and grazed the side of Niu Sanhuai's waist.

"Whoosh!"

Luo Hailong didn't believe in evil, and threw out three arrows in succession.

As just now, these three short arrows fluttered under the shaking of the fiery red aura, and were led out of direction, flying diagonally from Niu Sanhuai's side.

He also found that the three short arrows not only had their alignments shifted, but their speed had also been reduced by half, and it didn't take long for them to continue flying before they began to fall and sink towards the ground.

"Whew!"

Niu Sanhuai's war spear had already arrived, and from top to bottom, it was viciously whipped on Luo Hailong's waist. only heard a few chilling bone cracking sounds from "Karala", and Luo Hailong was smashed to the ground.

"Grandma's, it's such a shady thing again!"

Niu Sanhuai scolded, hated Luo Hailong's shady means very much, hated and cursed, suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the few Youlan short arrows that fell on the ground out of the corner of his eye, his eyes rolled, the curvature of the corner of his mouth and a row of snow-white front teeth outlined a sinister smile, the war spear provoked, and the two short arrows that fell together flew up, "beep", and pierced into Luo Hailong's left and right thighs respectively.

"Whew!"

Luo Hailong covered the root of his thighs with his hands, howling miserably, like a pig being tied to the board and being knifed.

Fighting with comrades, they will not quench the poison that seals their throats with blood, but they will not cheapen each other, Luo Hailong smeared a venom extracted from the venom gland of a poisonous bee on this short arrow, which is not fatal, but after poisoning, it is extremely painful, red and swollen, even if it is a strong iron man among cultivators, after being stung by this poisonous bee, he must drink a good pot.

Luo Hailong only felt two flames rising from the root of his thighs, constantly spreading, destroying, and biting around, that sour feeling...... It's a nightmare to fall into the darkest.

——

Like Ren He and Niu San

Huai's situation, which seemed to have raised a level of realm out of thin air, appeared a lot in the scene, and almost all of the forty-nine people under Qin Yuan's command were like this.

Under the leadership of Qin Yuan, the seven groups of people and horses burst into the sorghum field like seven raging tornadoes, and like seven torrents rushing into the soft sand dunes, they were unstoppable.

This surprised everyone, the number of people was small, the experience was thin, and the preparation was hasty, Qin Yuan, the rookie with him, actually had the upper hand, and the tiger entered the flock, rampage, gathered from the heart, and was out of control.

"Formation!"

"Imprisoned Array!"

……

Chen Bu was picked up by Qin Yuan's halberd and got up in embarrassment, but after a very short period of surprise and anger, he quickly regained his senses, shouted at the throat, commanded the sergeants, and set up the formation again.

This kind of enemy who is very small in number, but extremely strong in battle, rushed into the camp, and the situation of chaos is not something he has never encountered, once in a secret realm, and the decisive battle with the beast herd during the period is like this, there are many ways to deal with such enemies, one of which is to use the imprisoned array, trap them in the army, consume their physical strength with the advantage of numbers, and after they are tired and tired, charge again, and break through in one fell swoop.

I have to say that Chen Bu is an extremely brave general, and he is also a commander who commands well, and this hundred battle battalion is also quite well-trained, even if the formation is chaotic to such an extent, after hearing the general's shouting, he reorganized the formation in a very short time.

Under the command of Chen Bu, more than 200 sergeants shrank rapidly, shoulder to shoulder, hand after hand, and in front of Qin Yuan and the others, they suddenly changed from panicked soldiers to sharp war spears that were tightly packed together and unanimous to the outside.

The seven torrents of iron also turned into seven trapped beasts trapped in the crowd at once.

There are many elaborate confrontations between the two armies, but what remains the same is to attack the enemy's weakness with its own strength, try to avoid its own weaknesses, and develop its own strengths.

The advantage of numbers and the well-trained soldiers are the advantages of Chen Bu's side, but they are also the weaknesses of Qin Yuan's side.

However, although Qin Yuan seemed to be at a disadvantage, he did not panic because of this, but instead watched with interest the layers of war spears stacked in front of him, facing him in unison.

"Eight formations are one!"

Qin Yuan shouted, took a step, the halberd waved, when there were a few explosions, several war spears in front of him were actually cut off by him Qiqi, he was like a sharp nail, wedged into the enemy camp, rampaged, killed a "bloody road", found the soldiers led by Ren He, as arrows, led them to continue to the center, met their comrades along the way, and quickly absorbed.

Qin Yuan's formation was born from the eight formations, and the seven squads evolved from Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Hexagram, with the help of the operation mode of these seven hexagrams, with the earth qi as the source, and the operation of the operation, so as to obtain more powerful combat power and defense.

And he alone bears the father of gossip, the hexagram and the hexagram, with the tip of the gun as the direction, or attacking or defending, or standing or retreating, all with him as the core.

"Tsk, Qin City Lord, Qin City Lord, a real young hero, amazing, amazing. The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, but the back waves slapped the front waves to death on the beach!"

Wei Chifeng's coarse-grained black face, which had been dark for a long time, finally showed a smile full of wrinkles.

Fei Fatzi couldn't help but shudder, and the fat on his body trembled for a moment, and he said with a smile: "Hey, it's still an adult!"

"Sour, then sour!" Wei Chifeng's rare tongue was like a knife.