Chapter 4 The Metropolis
Just as Ouyang Zhi threw a shot at the Tartar, Zhang Wuji's body jumped up with the help of the horse's momentum, turned the gun into a stick, and slashed at Dai Qin's head with a stick. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Dai Qin is tall and powerful, and he likes to use this kind of move the most on weekdays, but he didn't expect that someone else would use this trick on him today.
I saw that his rapidly rushing body paused suddenly, and then started forward violently, with the power of this kick, the mace dragged in his right hand slanted up to the upper left, and the left hand was also held up halfway, and the whole body flew up suddenly under the rapid and violent rotation, and the one-and-a-half-meter-long mace met the spear that Zhang Wuji slashed at the head.
"Bang." With a loud bang like thunder, Dao Dao Mars collided, and the spear wrapped in a layer of strength in Zhang Wuji's hand was suddenly broken into three sections, and the interface was completely broken.
Dai Qin was also slashed by a shot and flew backwards, and his body flew out more than ten meters, overwhelming five or six of his soldiers before stopping.
Zhang Wuji's body fell to the ground, and threw the broken spear in his hand on the ground, the spear that accompanied him in several battles was destroyed here, this person should be born with infinite strength and acquired cultivation, he is a monster, but he didn't think that he was not a monster.
Dai Qin stood up, the mace was also broken into two, and he threw it on the ground casually, his two hands were still trembling, since the army, he had not suffered such a loss, the big devil of the Demon Sect was really not easy to mess with, but the blood of the barbarians on his body was also completely boiling, he was born and raised on the grassland, and he was the master of fighting with wolves for food since he was a child, how could he not be bloody, if he didn't meet the aliens of the Golden Family, he might not even be able to learn human language.
"Hehehe......" kept muttering in his mouth, and ran towards Zhang Wuji, stepping steadily and vigorously with every step, and shaking his two arms exaggeratedly.
Zhang Wuji moved under his feet, his feet were almost close to the ground and slid towards Dai Qin, a very interesting Tartar, who actually wanted to play wrestling tricks with himself, what a good member of the warrior.
Dai Qin didn't have time to react at all, his body burst in, and a simple drill punch hit his navel, and a silky water force immediately drilled into his body, starting to flood from the dantian.
Dai Qin still maintained a posture with his hands wide open, and his whole body stayed there, and suddenly his whole body fell forward.
"It's a pity, you have a deep Mongolian secret, even if you want to surrender, I can't trust you. Even if you cultivate your body like steel, you still have a pulse to follow, and although your talent is commendable, the exercises are inferior after all. Zhang Wuji sighed and glanced down at Dai Qin.
There were Tartars on the left and right, and he was already in chaos when he fought with Dai Qin, but none of the Tartars dared to attack him, some rushed forward, and some fled in all directions.
What's the point of fighting to this point? Zhang Wuji's heart was also full of emotion, the rumbling sound of iron hooves behind him came, the shouts, the impact of weapons, the neighing of war horses, and the battlefield symphony had come to an end.
He looked up at Agu Buhua, who was able to stay on the battlefield in the general's uniform until now, and it was estimated that he was the leading general of the Tartars this time.
When Dai Qin fell, the last support in Agu Buhua's heart was also lost, and there were countless generals in the army, and only he knew the origin of Dai Qin, so he was afraid.
The machine turned the horse's head and walked towards the rear, saying that it was an escape, but the speed was not fast, and the soldiers were surprised, but they could only follow silently.
Zhang Wuji was also a little surprised, there were still people who ran away like this, wasn't this waiting for someone to go up and kill him? He didn't want Agu to die, only if he didn't die, he could bring his news back to the Tartar high-level and deepen their attention to him, so as to reduce the pressure on the ordinary Ming army.
He didn't know that Agu Buhua's heart was already terrified to the extreme, and he didn't dare to face the enemy like gods and demons, so he fled.
But he didn't know how to face the god-like Daiqin sect after he went back, which might be more terrible than death.
In this extremely contradictory and complicated state of mind, he is walking slower and slower, and the ideas in his heart are also many and chaotic.
"General, hurry up, or it'll be too late. The enemy's cavalry came up. The soldiers couldn't hold it anymore, so they hurriedly persuaded.
Agu Buhua's body was shocked, he turned his head and glanced back, and smiled bitterly, why do you need to be a soldier, people can easily catch up with the war horse under their crotch with just two legs.
Although there was endless anxiety and unwillingness in his heart, but in the end, the cowardly heart still overcame everything, the horsewhip in his hand hit the horse's buttocks fiercely, the war horse neighed, and ran forward with anger and grievances, and the pro-soldiers followed, and soon disappeared in the Tartar camp.
Zhang Wuji moved, crossed the battlefield diagonally, and came to the open space on the right, and not long after he stood still, Wei Yixiao, Hou Cheng and others rushed over.
"Master."
"Hmm." Zhang Wuji nodded, looked at everyone, and several people had some flesh wounds, Chang Yuchun was one of them, and there were two knife wounds on his back, which had been simply bandaged.
"Brother Chang, how is it, can you still eat?"
"Hahaha......" The corners of Chang Yuchun's mouth twitched suddenly, but he smiled too boldly and twitched the muscles on his back, "Brother Sect Master, it's so refreshing, this is the coolest battle I have fought since I fought with the Tartars, it's really happy." ”
Wei Yixiao, Hou Cheng and the others all laughed.
Zhang Wuji also smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Chang, you have to practice the three-body pose that I taught you just now, it will be good for you, if you don't understand, ask me." ”
Chang Yuchun's face turned pale, and he said, "Brother Sect Master, I really don't know how to repay you." He naturally understands the cherishing of exercises in the martial arts, and this kind of great grace is really a general favor of his parents' recreation, not an ordinary favor.
Wei smiled and said: "Brother Chang doesn't need to think about it, the Holy Sect has announced two supreme exercises, and the sect leader has passed on your three-body posture is one of them, and there is also a sutra called Yoga Sutra, both of which are engraved on the mountain wall of the Holy Land's Guangming Peak, both of which are innate martial arts." Anyone who is a member of our Holy Church can go and practice on their own. ”
Chang Yuchun's mouth became bigger again, his news was much more closed, and this news had not yet reached his ears, what an earth-shattering event.
"Sect Master, this is a great kindness for the benefit of the common people, Lao Chang, Lao Chang ,......" Chang Yuchun suddenly knelt down at Zhang Wuji, and muttered in his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it, and two lines of old tears flowed down.
Zhang Wuji stepped forward to help him up and said, "Brother Chang, we are brothers in the same religion, and it is appropriate to help each other." Come, and see how the cavalry of the Holy Cult kills the enemy. ”