Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Murderous Intent Falls

His speed was unaffected, and he swiped the strange black hole-like existence that kept moving forward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Three, four, shoot." Temur shouted loudly, he still needed the order of the county lord at this time, and he felt that his heart was beating to the throat.

The herald had forgotten his duty, and had just stared at the strange black whirlwind circle.

The sound of "click" kept coming.

Except for the first section, which is thirty bed crossbows, the other three sections are twenty.

In an instant, the crossbow arrows of the eighty bed crossbows were shot out one after another, and these bed crossbows were all movable, all of which were only aimed at Zhang Wuji within a radius of two zhang.

The crossbowman who has completed the firing is nervously installing the bolt. Temur's eyes stared at the advancing enemy in front of him, and he had never felt so desperate in his heart, it was a crossbow arrow shot from a bed crossbow, even the walls of most cities could shoot into a foot deep.

Zhang Wuji took a distance of two zhang with each step, whether his feet were on the ground or leaping in the air, the circle in front of him never stopped, constantly devouring the crossbow arrows that were fired.

Yu Daiyan looked at it in a daze, as if he was stupid, the eyes of the breeze and the bright moon were full of stars.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Yu Daiyan muttered to himself.

Zhang Sanfeng was also stupid, the circles that were like substance were so familiar and full of mystery, he was already imagining whether the use of the Tai Chi Sword would produce such an effect if he replaced that figure with himself.

This kid is just murderous, and his kung fu is still dignified, and this kung fu seems to be full of murderous atmosphere, but the feeling of openness can still be seen.

Dongfang Bai's eyes were full of madness, looking at the circles, as if opening a door for him that he had never thought of opening, and an unprecedented world was beckoning to him.

It was impossible to say that the three of them just had a look of adoration in their eyes, and they were not surprised that they had been mentally prepared for this scene.

The captives can just look at the cold in their hearts, is this still human? Is it really possible to escape if you take such a being captive?

The second elder Xuan Ming was dumbfounded, and he already had the idea of wanting to run away in his heart, he was so urgent that he couldn't help but secretly look at Zhao Min, only to see Zhao Min's hands holding clairvoyance trembling slightly.

"Archer prepare, shoot." Although the military officer **** of the archer department also felt chills in his heart, he still carried out his task in a timely manner.

With a sharp whistle, the three thousand archers let go of the fingers pinching the tail of the arrows, and the three thousand long arrows flew into the sky in an instant, swooping towards Zhang Wuji like a dense rainstorm.

The crossbowman no longer needs the commander's order, as long as the crossbow arrow is installed, it is a knock on the bracket to complete the launch, and Temur did not scold, but just looked at the figure that was still approaching.

As Zhang Wuji continued to advance, his divine consciousness had already spread far away, and the crossbow array in front of him had already entered the detection area of his divine sense, and thousands of long arrows were sensed overhead.

I saw that he suddenly paused slightly on the ground, his legs bent slightly, and he flicked on the ground, like an arrow shot out, rushing forward, and the direction of the shot was the two bed crossbows that had just finished firing the crossbow arrows.

A deep pit more than a meter wide was left on the ground, which was soon covered by all the crossbow arrows in the sky.

Zhang Wuji released all his breath, forming a wave of coercion that spread out towards the front.

The crossbowmen and gunners in the front row suddenly felt as if they were being targeted by peerless beasts, and their whole bodies trembled, and they didn't even seem to be able to hold their weapons.

Zhang Wuji took advantage of this opportunity to burst into the bed crossbow array, and the spears began to stir up left and right, and the coercion was immediately retracted.

Coercion is emanating from the spiritual tree in his sea of consciousness, this is the purest spiritual energy, and using his spiritual level to exert coercion on these ordinary soldiers is a spiritual attack, which is simply bullying. But the consumption is also very huge, and his current realm is not enough to support the continuous battle of spiritual power, so in the end, he still has to fight with real guns.

Zhang Wuji, who entered the bed crossbow array, immediately followed up with the wolf king of the sheepfold, and a bed crossbow was picked and smashed towards the infantry phalanx, with extremely heavy casualties.

The battlefield suddenly cried wolf, the crossbowmen had already pulled out their waist knives and pounced, and the spearmen were also trying to get closer, but his speed couldn't keep up with Zhang Wuji's rhythm at all, and soon, Zhang Wuji made a clear shot to the right, and all the bed crossbows were picked and flew to the rear.

One turned around and quickly approached the east, and the spearmen who rushed up one by one lined up in a dense formation.

Zhang Wuji's front and back were suddenly full of cold light spear heads, and he walked all over his body, and the clothes that were clinging to his body suddenly swelled, he only saw the front and rushed over, and the spear in front was rolled up, and the spear in front was suddenly crushed, and the soldiers who were blocking the road were swept away.

Left and right and the rear but do not care, this also let some soldiers see the opportunity, from these directions stabbed over, but the tip of the spear to be about to stab the enemy's body suddenly felt like a stab on the cooked cowhide in general, tough and elastic, steep slip, slid out to the side, due to too much force, have to the side of the collision, because the gun array is too dense, the spearmen immediately fell in batches, but the soldiers behind do not know what is in front of the release, is still constantly approaching the front, immediately formed a stampede.

And Zhang Wuji's figure has disappeared into the crowd, and he came to the only thirty bed crossbows left, Temur is stubbornly guarding here with a large scimitar, these bed crossbows are not only the guys he eats, but also his life, his life is gone, how can he still be alive.

"Ah......h

There are too many such people, there is no way to attract Zhang Wuji's attention, the spear waved at will, Temur's body was suddenly swept to the north, this shot just swept his left upper body, the entire atrium was immediately shattered, and the dead were simply not tortured.

Zhang Wuji didn't stop at all, and the thirty bed crossbows in front of him were quickly used as weapons by him to provoke the crowd, and then they entered the camp of the spearmen, and went straight to the high platform where Zhao Min was.

"God bless the Holy Sect, long live the Sect Master. Rush, kill the Tartars, now is the time for you to atone for your sins. "I can't say that I can't shout loudly at these captives, how can I have the appearance of a monk, I am completely an evil arhat.