Chapter 222: The Battlefield
Usually they participate in battles, but can the battles of individuals or a few people be the same as the battlefields of thousands of troops?
Surrounded by soldiers rushing and waving weapons, and the rumbling hooves of horses, people don't know how to react for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
But they did not move, but some men came to kill them.
Seeing a soldier brandishing a machete towards him, Jiang Rong didn't care about thinking about anything, and his body subconsciously reacted, backhanding to pull out the soft sword on his waist and deal with it.
However, her subordinates felt empty, her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, but fortunately, her fists and feet were not bad, her body flashed to the side as if it were boneless, avoiding the head-on blow, kicked out and kicked the soldier to the ground, snatched the machete in his hand with his backhand, and wiped him on the neck.
Killing the first one, the confusion and hesitation in her heart went a lot. Next, everyone who dared to attack her was sent to Hades by her without mercy.
killed more than a dozen people like this, and the anger and killing intent in her heart were also hooked, and she began to take the initiative to attack those soldiers.
Her internal strength can't be used, but the moves she comprehends are still there, and her strong physical fitness has not been lost.
Xiao Jue fell into another torrent of iron hooves, but compared to Jiang Ronglai, he reacted immediately, and even took the initiative to snatch a horse, lifted the person on the horse, and snatched his weapon.
As soon as the man landed on the ground, he was about to get up, and he was trampled in the stomach by his former iron horseman, and a large mouthful of blood spit out, and he died of anger on the spot, his eyes were always wide open, and it was really terrifying to look at.
However, there are too many people on this battlefield to count, and it is not uncommon to add another one.
Xiao Jue sat on the horse's back with his back straight, his eyes calmly watching all this, instead of feeling the slightest discomfort, he was like a fish in water, the pores of his whole body were greedily expanded, and he was crazy about bloodthirsty desire.
But he was still not busy, his eyes roamed around the battlefield, hoping to find the figure of his heart and include her in his protection.
Although he knew that the little girl was not weak, even strong, but she was always his little girl, he was her man, how could he not protect her?
The bloodshed on the battlefield is enough for him to bear alone, and there is no need to involve the little girl.
However, he was destined to be disappointed, and the audience saw only the soldiers who were slashing and slashing each other, but not his Ah Rong.
When he was not looking, a soldier crept over and slashed at the leg of the horse under his seat, his eyes full of ferocity.
Just when he thought he was about to succeed, a spear appeared in his chest unexpectedly, and he looked down in a daze, and the head of the spear was peeking through his chest.
When he realized that he was dead, he opened his mouth to say something, but his body had already fallen backwards.
Xiao Jue pulled out the spear, and the silver light on it shone brightly, without the slightest trace of blood, which showed that this weapon was extraordinary.
The next moment, his legs were clamped, and the war horse rushed out, holding a spear in his hand, which he made so great that often with a slight click, a person died under the tip of the spear.
Sometimes they even pick up several enemies with a single shot, and everywhere they pass, everyone is terrified and retreats.
And the other people in this illusion behave similarly, except for fighting and bloodshed.
But from the sidelines, they are constantly waving their hands and feet in place out of thin air, like crazy demons, with hideous or bloodthirsty expressions or ruthless or calm...... All kinds of looks are different.
This is the effect of the demons dancing in Mrs. Qin's second song, "Yuyang Drum".
The people who were trapped in the illusion, even if the sane were not confused by the illusion and remained awake, they were still helpless, because they had to follow the order on the battlefield and follow the wishes of Madame Qin.
Of course, they can not resist and not kill, then what awaits them is undoubtedly the end of death.
Because they're going to really feel pain, they're going to really bleed and hurt.
In this case, where can they dare to suspect that this is just a fantasy?
If he really dies here, will he really die?
No one dared to joke with their lives, so in the end, everyone embarked on one path, and that was - kill!
Never-ending killing! Kill desperately!
Until the blood flowed all over the ground, until the wreckage was everywhere, until the sun and moon were gone, until they were exhausted, they still could not stop, because the number of soldiers was so great that they could not kill like locusts!
After killing one stubble and another stubble came out, and at last they were all numb, and they only thought they were reaping the wheat.
What guilt blames? Where are they busy?
If it goes on like this, when will it be a head!
Zou Yang of the Bagua Gate wanted to give up, but after all, he still didn't dare to gamble with his life, and still gritted his teeth and endured desperately.
It's just that once the thought of giving up is born, it will linger as if it had taken root, and it will only occupy more and more of people's thoughts until the will of people is completely destroyed.
In the end, Zou Yang couldn't stand it anymore, broke the jar and threw away the weapon that had been curled in his hand, and lay on the ground, panting with a "snort" in his mouth, like the sound of bellows agitation.
A knife slashed at him head-on, he closed his eyes, and the next moment, the sharp pain of death struck.
However, after this sharp pain, he opened his eyes again.
He looked around blankly, and found the scene of the crowd of demons dancing wildly, but when he wanted to laugh, he couldn't laugh.
Because he realized almost immediately the fact that although he was not dead, he was eliminated. He was no longer qualified to stay here.
Immediately afterwards, some people woke up one after another, and they also couldn't hold on and gave up their lives voluntarily.
In just half an hour, more people came to their senses than those who were still waving with their eyes closed. It also means that there are more people giving up than holding on.
Another hour passed, and there were less than fifty people left in the audience who were still "dancing" with their eyes closed.
In this song, the elimination rate is surprisingly high!
However, those who were eliminated could not reason with anyone at all, because they gave up on their own. Who is to blame?
In this song, everyone loses their internal strength and weapons, so everyone is on the same starting line.
Although their martial arts moves are different, without the support of internal force, how much strength can they exert?
In the final analysis, the competition in this song is everyone's perseverance and heart.
Well, it's hard to complain about this, right? If you don't have the perseverance and can't persevere, who can blame you?
Mrs. Oshikami's fingers were still plucking, as if she were tireless, but looking at her much paler complexion, looking at her somewhat trembling fingers, and looking at her slightly bulging forehead, I knew that she was also on the verge of insistence.
Playing a song "Yuyang Drum" is also amazing for herself.
Every time there is a big competition in the sect, after guarding the pass, she has to cultivate and breathe for a long time to recover.
When Mrs. Qin's fingers brushed the last string, and the sound of the piano continued, the song finally ended. The illusion naturally dissipated, and all the battlefields, the killings, and the despair were gone for a while.
Xiao Jue, Jiang Rong and the others opened their eyes, there was still a blank in their eyes, and the evil and murderous aura after the battlefield battle, it took a while to gradually recover.
Looking again, there were only about forty people left in the field. They all felt incredible in their hearts, could it be that everyone else had been eliminated?
When I think about it, I understand. They were able to persevere to the end, why didn't they rely on their own great perseverance to grit their teeth and persevere?
If the illusion lasted longer, they didn't know if they could hold on, and they would automatically give up this hopeless life.
Even they do, let alone others, so it's not so surprising that most people choose to give up.
After an hour, everyone was almost rested, in fact, the main thing they consumed was mental and mental energy, and there was no loss of internal strength and physical strength, so they recovered after taking a nap.
For Mrs. Qin, this short hour is naturally nothing, but if you want to stroke another song, you can still do it.
The remaining forty people, alone or in groups, sat under the plum tree, far from each other.
Just when they were guessing, the piano sound of the third song "Fish and Dragon Dance" came out faintly, obviously very close, but it seemed to fly from the sky, making people feel like they were in a trance and unreal.
Jiang Rong and Xiao Jue sat next to each other, the two of them were next to each other, breathing and smelling each other's familiar breath, and then listening to this relaxing music, which made people feel so comfortable that their souls were going to float in an instant.
And their souls are really drifting!
Jiang Rong looked at his body below in a daze, and couldn't help but be shocked, why did she come out?
Oh, yes, it's because of that tune!
Will she be able to go back to her body?
She tried to get closer, but there seemed to be a transparent cover blocking her from outside her body, and she couldn't go any further.
After trying many times, she still couldn't do it, so she sat cross-legged in mid-air, thinking about what was being assessed in this level.
It's just, hey, what about Xiao Jue? What about the others? Why is it gone?
She came to her senses and looked at herself, but it was also nothing, and her hand passed through her body without any hindrance.
Now that she is in a soul state, the whole thing is nothingness, and no one can sense her presence except herself, presumably everyone else is the same.
If it is nothingness, how can it be seen?
So what is the purpose of this song? Before she could come up with a reason, suddenly a gust of wind passed, and her soul flew up uncontrollably, carried by the wind and did not know where to go. (To be continued.) )