The body was slimy, and a pungent smell of blood dominated the entire sense of smell. Zhang Wuji finally controlled his body again, and the moment he regained control, his body suddenly sank downward, and the plasma rippled in a circle, flowing into his ears in an instant.

Zhang Wuji blinked his eyes, felt his hands and feet, and sighed in his heart: It's good to be alive again.

carried Jiuyang True Qi, but found that the dantian was still empty, and even the shadow of Jiuyang True Qi could not be seen.

What's going on? The whole body is full of energy, and it is obvious that it has recovered! Why didn't Jiuyang Zhenqi react at all. Zhang Wuji secretly speculated in his heart.

There seems to be something wrong with this body, and it's not the same as before. However, I don't think about it now.

Zhang Wuji stood up, looking at the bunkers piled up with Tartar corpses, his heart was moved, and he also realized that it was not easy for Wei Yixiao and others. So, it's up to me to see how this newborn body fights. Zhang Wuji could clearly feel that his body was different from the past, although Jiuyang Divine Skill was no longer there, but he still felt a powerful feeling.

With a slight vertical, he jumped up very naturally and stood on the circle.

Fan Yao ate the dry food in his hand, and looked at the formation of the tartar gradually opening up and was silent. Wei Yixiao looked at it very carefully, and said while eating: "Brother Fan, if the two of us break through the formation, do you think it is possible to break through the crossbow formation of the Tartars?" ”

Fan Yao pondered for a while and said, "A quarter of an hour, I can only support a quarter of an hour, if I can break through in a quarter of an hour, I can succeed." But even if we break through the Tartars' crossbow array and arrow array, the Tartars will definitely have a back hand, and at that time, you and I will run out of consciousness, and there will be only one way to die. ”

Wei Yi smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'm pretty much the same." Walking through this kind of arrow curtain of thousands of arrows at once, you can't do it by relying on martial arts alone, and only by relying on the power of divine consciousness can you make timely responses. That's why I'm always following the Sect Master. I'm telling you, it's easiest to fight with the Master. ”

Zhang Wuji smiled, but his heart was extremely heavy, this trip to the capital was too heavy a loss. There were only two dozen people on the pile of corpses, and the others were killed in battle.

Song Yuanqiao and the others listened to the book of heaven, although the battle was tragic and the enemy was still current, they still couldn't bear to itch. Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but ask: "King Wei Bat, Fan You, what are you talking about?" ”

Wei smiled happily, nodded and said, "It's the thing that you say in the Taoist classics." ”

The surviving leaders of the six major factions and other leaders were shocked by everyone's hearts, and such legendary things have always loomed, and they can only be understood but not spoken. In today's martial arts, perhaps only immortal figures such as Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect have such ability, when did the Demon Sect become so rebellious?

Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang factions were the most shocked in their hearts, because Zhang Sanfeng was a congenital master, so they were very aware of the huge difference between congenital and acquired.

Although my heart was very shaken and sour, this was not a good time to dwell on this matter. The Tartar formation has been formed, and thousands of crossbow arrows will be fired at the same time.

What to do?

Wei Yixiao's face also became heavy, don't look at what he said lightly, when it comes to this critical moment, who can relax?

"Sect Master, Sect Master, you should also wake up, if you don't wake up Wei someone, this Blue Winged Bat King will become a dead bat." Wei Yixiao complained bitterly in his heart, just now he used his divine sense to carefully observe Zhang Wuji's situation, knowing that his health was not good, and according to his cortical reaction, he knew that he was about to wake up, so he was so confident.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, Wei Yixiao's body instantly collapsed like steel, but fortunately, he reacted immediately.

I only heard Zhang Wuji say: "Bat King, thank you for your hard work." Everyone, recharge your energy for the time being and prepare to break through. ”

As soon as Zhang Wuji's words fell, the person had already arrived in the middle of the avenue.

"Master."

"Mowgli."

"Zhang Wuji."

"Sect Leader Zhang."

Everyone on the pile of corpses exclaimed in amazement, and their hearts became afraid. I saw Zhang Wuji's waist straight and his figure was great. There was a blood red behind him, and he walked all the way, and the plasma dripped all the way, achieving a bloody road.

"Can he do it?" The leaders of the six major factions secretly asked in their hearts.

Wei Yixiao, Zhuang Zheng, Hou Cheng and other old brothers who had followed Zhang Wuji all the way down the mountain from the top of the light had their eyes shining and excited, as if they were looking forward to the opening of a big show.

Fan Yao was still a little worried in his heart, but the truest idea in his heart was actually to wait for the sect leader to wake up and break through together, instead of being so hard-hitting. Or as long as Zhang Wuji can move, he is also confident that he and Wei Yixiao will successfully break through with Zhang Wuji. As for the heads of the six major factions, their brains are not even worth a green onion in his eyes.

The two small eyes of the commander of the crossbow team, Temur, stared at Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji was in an embarrassed mess behind him, but he was still clean in front of him. Temur recognized Zhang Wuji's identity at a glance, and Zhang Wuji's portrait was forced to stare at a pillar of incense for a time, and they will never forget it in their lives.

The big formation that began last night was for Zhang Wuji in the final analysis. "At all costs, even if most of the Mongolian warriors in the capital are dead, this person must be left, otherwise the evergreen sky will collapse." This is the original words of the king of Ruyang, there are firmness and helplessness. It was the first time he had seen such a handsome Temur, which deepened his impression of Zhang Wuji.

He picked up a small bull horn hanging from his chest and blew it desperately. Su He, the crossbowman commander in the rear, was stunned when he heard Temur's horn, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Shoot at the elevation angle, fire, fire, shoot all the arrows in your hands for me." ”

The sound of Temur's horn meant that the ballistae and crossbow shooters attacked at the same time.

The preparation for the launch of the ballista had already been completed, and as soon as the horn sounded, the crossbowman smashed the small hammer in his hand into the machine, only to hear the "whoosh" sound continues, and hundreds of spears are fired in the direction of Zhang Wuji, among which hundreds of spears are aimed at him.

With the launch of the ballista, thousands of sharp arrows flew into the sky.

Wei Yixiao and the others on the corpse pile didn't care to watch Zhang Wuji's invincible battle posture, and they all turned over and jumped into the deep pit surrounded by the corpse pile.

Zhang Wuji saw countless glittering metallic spear heads piercing towards him, but a very strange expression appeared on his face.

The speed of these ballistas was too slow, and Zhang Wuji found that the speed at which these ballistas flew was not much faster than the running speed of a child. He slowly stretched out his right hand and pulled it from side to side, and the crossbow gun that was fired at him was pulled to both sides. He waved his hand above his head, and the sharp arrow falling from the sky was also photographed to the side.