Boom!

Jiang Zhiwei easily dodged the attack of the soldier in front of her who was covered in armor, and the long sword in her hand slashed at a tricky angle, about to pass through the soldier's chin and kill him on the spot.

There was a bright sword light next to her, which made her have to retreat, and the sword that had been handed out had to be withdrawn, and she was facing not one, but a team.

For ordinary warriors, the knife just now has revealed a fatal flaw, and the battle is over, but for the back-to-back, life-and-death army, the battle has just begun.

Brush!

Xueliang's long knife blocked the upper, middle and lower roads, and any soldier was full of flaws in Jiang Zhiwei's eyes, but she didn't have a chance to use the sword, but was compressed into space, and had to move around and retreat step by step.

In the corner of her eye, Zhang Yuanshan was also retreating step by step, which made her heart sink.

Duoercha's army has been trained for a long time and has sufficient experience in dealing with martial arts masters.

They are like a beast trapped in a cage, constantly compressing the living space, slashing blood on the body one after another, and if the battle continues, it will be reversed to an extremely dangerous point.

"It can't go on like this. ”

Jiang Zhiwei gritted her teeth, ready to forcibly bear a knife and tear the battle array apart.

Boom!

As soon as he made up his mind, he suddenly heard the dull sound of war drums in his ears.

There seemed to be the sound of a watermelon cracking in my ears.

The earth trembled slightly, as if a mammoth elephant was galloping across the earth.

She looked back in astonishment, and saw the young man in animal skin calmly swing out a punch, piercing through a steppe soldier in front of him who was wearing heavy armor and nearly a hundred kilograms.

The armor, which was difficult to pierce with ordinary swords, was like paper paste under the young man's fist, and it was pierced by a punch.

"This ......"

Jiang Zhiwei's small mouth opened into an O-shape, and she almost gave up confrontation.

If it was the top martial arts or the powerful True Qi that caused this scene, he could also understand that it was easy for the top martial artists to move mountains and reclaim the sea.

As long as you have true qi and mobilize the power between heaven and earth, all kinds of god-like and demon-like means can be unleashed.

But with the most primitive power to cause all this, it is still the greatest shock to people's hearts.

And once Tang Xuanming made a move, he didn't stop at all, and the whole person was like an ancient mammoth, rampage.

The steppe elite soldiers in heavy armor in front of him were all like scarecrows, and they died and were injured when they rubbed it.

"Poof!"

Tang Xuanming slapped the head of a grassland elite soldier into his chest, and with a backhand punch, he turned the soldier to the ground because of the heavy armor all over his body.

Visible to the naked eye, the huge armor swelled in a circle, like a pancake being spread out, and in the gaps in the armor, crimson blood mixed with flesh and blood slowly flowed out, and the most primitive violent aesthetics made everyone feel shocked in their hearts.

Under the moonlit night, it was as if a demon god had risen from the earth.

Tang Xuanming's whole body was stained red with blood, and the tired sword on his body slashed and shattered into pieces, revealing the copper-cast iron-like muscles, mixed with crimson blood, and with the screams around him, even if his mind was as tough as Jiang Zhiwei, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Even the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt in the Buddhism is nothing more than that, this person is simply born with a horizontal muscle. ”

Jiang Zhiwei was deeply shocked, Tang Xuanming's movements were simple and rough, and the killing actions were done in one go, whether it was the palm of his hand or the person he touched on the sole of his foot, it would be broken into several pieces on the spot, or spread into a pancake.

In the grassland, the elite soldiers seemed to have all been trampled by the mammoth beast, even if they were lightly rubbed, their bones were broken and their tendons were broken, and blood was spurting all over their bodies, and they couldn't live.

"The devil, he is the devil. ”

The steppe elite soldiers, who had been silently slaughtering, were close to collapsing, and the black-armored commander roared in the distance.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows, get away, shoot him. ”

Arrows rained down, submerging the area where Tang Xuanming was.

The frenzied and bloody slaughter finally came to an end for the time being, and all the living steppe soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he dead?"

"Is the devil buried?"

The moment the arrow fell, Jiang Zhiwei was also shocked, he could see that Tang Xuanming really hadn't practiced any martial arts, and only fought there with the most brutal muscles.

In the face of the sword slashed by ordinary soldiers, his horizontal muscles and bones can be ignored.

But in the face of the arrows shot by the strong crossbow, even the warriors with true qi are unwilling to fight head-on.

But the surprise in her heart quickly subsided, and he saw Tang Xuanming, whose eyes were red with blood, grabbing several iron armors beside him at the moment when the arrow was approaching.

Smack!

The corpses of two grassland elite soldiers who had been shot like hedgehogs fell to the ground, revealing Tang Xuanming, who was standing in place, unharmed.

The remaining grassland elite soldiers suddenly collapsed, and they no longer had the slightest will to fight.

Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan took advantage of the situation, and just a rise and fall killed this team of elite soldiers.

Killing did not form an army formation, but an army that fled alone, and for them it was easier than killing chickens.

There were corpses all over the ground, and occasionally there was a weak wail or two, but it quickly stopped.

This cruel hellish Shura-like scene still had no way to calm Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan's hearts.

It was as if there was a storm in their hearts.

Whoa!

A grassland elite soldier who was punched by Tang Xuanming and spread out like a pancake on the tree slipped from the tree like a piece of flowing water.

There was the sound of mud and sand flowing, and the cracks in the armor seeped through the flesh and blood and viscera, almost like minced meat, and not so long ago, this was a strong man of more than six feet.

Zhang Yuanshan's throat stirred twice, and he almost vomited.

Jiang Zhiwei was in a much better state, and she even tried to pick up the black armor with a long sword, but the armor was like a stream of water, and she couldn't pick it up at all.

The inside of the armor seemed to be filled with a pool of mud and sand.

"All the bones in my body were broken, and I became a pile of slag. ”

A punch broke all the bones of a strong man's body, and beat a person like a boneless loach, such a fist, within the realm of enlightenment, few people can withstand it.

Jiang Zhiwei raised her head, there was a storm blowing in her heart, looking at Tang Xuanming, who was standing in the center of the battlefield, ragged, with only some rags and animal skins covering his body, and his whole body was covered with the smell of blood, and he was silent for a while.

And Tang Xuanming smiled at Jiang Zhiwei, who was shocked, and was slightly dissatisfied in his heart.

"There is still no punch and a small cake, and it seems that the strength is still not strong enough. ”

In his mind, the voice of the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation sounded slowly.

"Kill a team of elite soldiers under Duoercha, and reward everyone present with fifty good deeds. ”