51. The limit of martial arts, one enemy and ten thousand

The horses were still in the distance, and the footsteps were still in the distance, but the troops were completely united.

Looking north at the end of the summer, a yellow turban giant as high as dozens of zhang was condensed in the air, the giant's eyes were cold, his neck was twisting, his arms were like a dragon, and his muscles were knotted like hundreds of withered vines.

He looked further south, but there was a military formation with lightning flashing on its body, moving rapidly.

"If you control a thousand people, you will give birth to the soul of five zhang, this giant is full of fifty zhang, that is, more than 160 meters high, and it is rare to see a general who can control ten thousand people. ”

Xia Ji's voice was calm, not panicked at all, he was used to not panicking.

Does panic work?

Is prayer useful?

Is begging for mercy useful?

His gaze swept over the yellow turban phantom on the giant's forehead, "Is that the rebel general who ambushed us in the canyon?"

This is the way of a military general who condenses the soul of a soldier.

And the thunder and lightning that came from the south were obviously the way to plan the military formation.

This momentum is violent, and it can be seen that the soldiers also have evil in their chests.

Regardless of the generals or strategists, they can unify the troops, and if they can't defeat their whole, they can hardly kill any of them...

This is the real way to kill on the battlefield. ”

A cloud of thunder and lightning, a giant quickly outflanked from the north and south.

Before the soldiers arrived, the wind had already swept the snow and whitened the sky, and the bonfire in front of them was instantly extinguished, and the ashes danced wildly.

Tuoba Qiushui is also calm, she has completed the investigation of the cliff.

This lonely peak is thousands of feet long, the stones are cold, slippery and not slippery, and there is a lot of snow on it.

The Empress of Western Xia looked at the snow.

Xia Ji also looked at the snow.

Both smiled at the same time.

A smile that is clear and does not need to be discussed, but is agreed upon with just a glance.

...

"Right ahead, I already see those two guys. Still wearing a mask?

"Pretending to be a ghost, seeing that I have caught you, I really want to open it to see who you are? ”

The two armies charged.

Zhang Lianghou, who rushed in front, had flying black hair, the fire on his neck was dazzling, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

And Zhang Julu is in the Chinese army, and his expression is also calm.

But whoever it is, they already see those two people as their own.

After all...

No matter how strong a warrior is, strong to the point of legend, it is impossible to defeat an army with a military spirit or military formation.

If it is a rabble, they will naturally let them slaughter, but this army that has become a whole is different from them.

The iron horses galloped, and the rebel soldiers were murderous.

And yet at this moment.

Rumble!!!

Rumble!!

Boom Boom!

A continuous loud bang was heard.

In the eyes of the 20,000 rebels, the two people who had been surrounded in the center suddenly attacked the mountain frantically, and the two of them shot extremely terrifyingly, especially the man, every time he shot, it would set off a terrifying wave, accompanied by a dull roar generated by the entire cliff.

After a few breaths, there was a little flowing sound from the cliff.

This flowing sound seems to detonate an avalanche.

Whoa!!

Heavy snow fell from the sky.

A large shadow overhead, with the horror of death.

"Stop !!"

"Stop!"

In the hurried voice, the 20,000 rebels hurriedly stopped and began to retreat.

Zhang Lianghou's face changed drastically, and in his eyes, the two figures actually stepped on the snow, and every time they flipped and jumped, they were as fast as the wind rising into the sky, and they actually wanted to climb on top of the avalanche.

The general couldn't contain his shock.

Is this a means of responding to an attack by hosts?

What a whimsical idea?

How crazy is that?

Don't they know that being covered in an avalanche is ten deaths?

The human body is simply not able to resist the power of nature.

But...

And they didn't just do it.

And even to be successful.

"It's just, how can you make it easy?!!"

Zhang Lianghou's eyes flashed with a strong color, and the more than 100-meter-tall phantom yellow turban giant suddenly dragged down the fast boulder.

"The sky is dead!!!!!

He roared, and the 10,000 rebels he commanded also roared, and their morale was burning!

And the Yellow Turban Giant's arm jerked back, like a tightened clockwork.

"Die!!"

With a roar, the boulder blasted out like a cannonball, throwing it straight into the distance!

The "shell" flew hundreds of meters and directly hit the two people who were concentrating on stepping on the snow in mid-air.

After doing all this, Zhang Lianghou didn't look at it, and hurriedly ordered to retreat backwards, he had already wasted a few seconds of time with this action.

These rebels are not a rabble, but real murderers, and there can be no losses.

The rebels retreated quickly, and Zhang Lianghou and Zhang Julu couldn't help but glance back.

At this glance, the bodies of the two shook wildly.

In mid-air.

A mysterious man in a gray and gold robe stood in the air, his body was surrounded by a cloud of wind and snow, spinning violently like a knife, and the boulder cannonball thrown by the soul of the army of ten thousand armies was rushing towards the field of wind and snow with a radius of hundreds of meters.

It's just that with the impact, the boulder is constantly being consumed, getting smaller and smaller, and it has completely disappeared three feet from the side of the mysterious man.

This almost mythical scene made the two of them rub their eyes.

The mysterious man is still there, but the boulder has disappeared, and the wind and snow have disappeared!

It's an understatement!

It's true.

It's not a dream!

This...

Is this still human?

The power of one man, against the hosts?

Although it was only a one-time encounter.

But this...

Fear suddenly grew in the hearts of the two.

If the two of them have no army, they are afraid that they will be killed in an instant by this boulder and crushed into pulp.

What kind of existence are the people that the candle dragon asks them to deal with?

The mask he was wearing seemed to be the legendary Yama of the Yin Division.

Originally, they wanted to capture these two people, make a joke, and take a good look at them.

But at this moment, they only felt frightened.

It was as if it was a real Yama, only to be worshipped, not blasphemed.

The next moment.

The wind and snow around the mysterious man in the sky disappeared, and he lost his strength and seemed to be about to fall, but a blood-red demon snake pulled out the afterimage, directly wrapped around his waist, and took him in time to lift and cross, and then crossed the avalanche.

In mid-air.

The figures of the two men grew farther and farther away, as if walking on an avalanche, until they disappeared in the snow and mist.

It was like the voice of a god covering the four fields and crushing the avalanche.

"Is this a declaration of war? I wrote it down. ”

The sound came from the sky, and then it was fleeting, ethereal.

Under the heavy snow, the 20,000 soldiers looked at each other and looked up at the two who had long since disappeared.

Is this God?

Is it a ghost?

Cliff tops.

Xia Ji was entangled and bound by many red "demon snakes", and he lazily lay on the empress's back, letting her carry it.

And the Empress is galloping into the distance.

Xia Ji's face was leisurely, his hands were pillowed behind his head, and he looked up at the falling snow in the sky, the threat of the ten thousand armies was already far away.

"Teacher, how are you?"

Voices of concern came from the past.

Xia Ji yawned: "I suffered a lot of internal injuries for my teacher, and I have worked hard for you." ”

Tuoba Qiushui gritted his teeth: "It's not hard, it's a teacher, one person resists the blow of the ten thousand troops, this is the real hard work." Today's hatred, I also wrote it down. ”

As she spoke, she took out a milky white bottle from her arms and threw it back, "Teacher, this is the Nine Turns Yulu Pill, which can regulate internal injuries, you eat it quickly." ”

Xia Ji took it, uncorked the bottle and smelled it, the rich smell of medicine came to his face, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Is there a fruit-flavored pill?"

Tuoba Qiushui: "Uh-huh???"

The Empress of Western Xia, who was wearing a black rope rakshasa mask, suddenly woke up: "Teacher, you are pretending!!You are not injured?!"