Chapter 558: Assassination

"Formation!"

"Royal!"

"Crossbowmen ready!"

"Ten steps away, no one is allowed to approach the lord!"

Niu Gai is Zhang Liao's general, as his name suggests, fierce as a bullfight, leading more than 1,000 soldiers of the Shuofang battalion to defend the perimeter security and defend the life and death of the lord, and he does not dare to relax at all, and the first reaction to being attacked is not to counterattack, but to defend on the spot.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Woo Woo !!!!"

Although Shuo Fang Battalion is not a descendant of Jingping, but it is undeniable that it is the elite of the elite, among the generals of Jingping, only Zhang Liao is the most rigorous in governing the army, and even Chen Zhi can not compare, when it comes to combat effectiveness, the fifth battalion may be comparable to Shuo Fang Battalion, but when it comes to will and fighting spirit, Shuo Fang Battalion is invincible.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Shuofang battalion were high-spirited, constantly condensing the military formation, defending the center, and then shooting sharp arrows one by one, shooting the enemy ten paces away.

"Sons, kill me, crush them, punish the thieves, and help the heavens!"

Yang Ang has been cornered, and now he can only give it a go, take the lead, and charge unmatched.

"Punish the shepherd thief, help the heavens!"

"Punish the shepherd thief, help the heavens!"

The 3,000 remnants of the soldiers under his command, since the breakthrough of Hanzhong, the days are not as good as day by day, like a savage in the mountain stream, and now the enemies see each other, and the resentment is soaring, one by one like wolves and tigers, facing the slaughter!

Fierce battles erupted between the rugged and steep mountain passes.

Although the mountain road is small, it can be stretched, and it is like a deep battlefield.

"Lord, retreat!"

Zhang Huo led the thirteen divine guards, defending Mujing's left and right, not daring to leave an inch, not daring to let go of the gap, a pair of eyes flashed coldly, constantly scanning all directions.

Although there are soldiers and horses blocking the perimeter.

But the mountain road is so narrow that the battlefield can't be spread out, but the left and right are good places for raids, and the army can't come out, but if there are assassins who are good at hiding lightly, then it is easy to hide.

At this time, if a master crosses the battlefield, he may not be able to stop it, after all, this is the southwest, since ancient Yan Zhao out of warriors, there are many rangers in the southwest.

"Don't worry!"

Mu Jing is as steady as Mount Tai, standing like a pine: "A certain person is standing here, a good life, but it depends on who dares to take it!" ”

"Don't be ashamed, so-and-so will come to take your life!"

In the mountains and forests, a figure swept out, jumped up half a foot, hit the wooden stake at his feet, and rushed over like a flying swallow, the sword in his hand, sharp as a sharp arrow, broke through the air, and hit Mu Jing's face.

"Daring fanatic!"

Zhang Huo shouted angrily and stepped on: "Taiping Hook!" ”

His weapon is the weapon inherited by the Taiping Guard, the Taiping Hook, the Taiping Hook is different from the ordinary hook, the tail is connected with an iron cable, the hook is hooked out and back, and the hook is connected into a formation, which is the weapon inherited by the Taiping Divine Guard for many years.

"Bell!"

In the void, there was an echo, and the air trembled.

"Come out and kill the thief for me!"

The assassin was forced to retreat half a step by Zhang Huo, but his footing was very steady, and his whole body stood less than ten steps away from Mu Jing.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the jungle on both sides, four or five figures rushed out with swords, all of them wearing Taoist robes, fierce and vicious.

"Divine Guard, Taiping Hook, Formation!"

Zhang Huo's pupils changed color slightly, at least two of the six assassins who appeared were not below him, and the rest were all the strongest among the strong, which made his face change slightly.

"Formation!"

The thirteen Taiping Divine Guards, the directions are staggered, the Taiping Hook in the hand is shot, and the hooks and chains intersect, condensing a small battle array, defending Mu Jing to the death.

"The Taiping Guard?"

The assassin at the head sneered: "I just want to learn something!" ”

He charged with a sword and plunged straight into the formation.

"Kill!"

Several Assassins also rushed in fiercely.

"Stop them and protect the lord!" Zhang Huo stepped forward, and the Taiping Hook struck out, blocking the assassins from the iron hook of the Taiping Guard.

Mu Jing raised his head, his eyes were gloomy, and he retreated step by step, but he was a little too big, it seemed that he was really not very popular in Hanzhong, and the people who wanted to kill him really put a lot of effort into it.

"It's good, it's good that it's all there!"

The corners of Mu Jing's mouth raised a sinister smile: "I just caught them all, and I am forced to search for traces one by one in the future!" ”

However, as if he didn't notice it, a shadow emerged from behind him not far away.

Elder Yin of the Heavenly Master Dao was the highest ranking in the Heavenly Master Dao, and the old man who followed Zhang Daoling's cultivation in the past, his slender body was reflected from behind the trees, and gradually appeared in the sun.

His pupils were as faint as a poisonous snake, staring at Mu Jing's figure, and a cold killing intent erupted: "Great Han Minghou? It doesn't matter who you are, even if it's today, if you kill my Heavenly Master and Dao Master, you will have to pay the price. ”

A short sword, only one foot and two inches long, floated above the palm of his hand.

"Go!"

He waved his hand and threw out his short sword, clasped his hands together, and shouted: "Yu! ”

The short sword is not an arrow, it is much heavier, once it is shot, there is resistance in the void, it is easy to lose its force, and it will lose its effectiveness after losing its force, but the short sword he led out is like a sharp arrow off the string, breaking through the air, thirty steps away, in an instant.

This is Edgeworthy.

This martial art is the best in the world, even if the Yanshan Sword Saint once went up to the mountain to ask for advice, but at that time he was in retreat and comprehended, and he did not greet it, nor was he able to seal the martial arts with the Sword Saint, and he regretted it.

His proudest record was that he once took someone's life silently fifty paces away.

With this sword, he was sure that Mu Jing would fall.

Mu Jing suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the whistling wind made him feel uneasy, he turned his head suddenly, and in such an instant, he just dodged a part, but the short sword pierced into his body.

"My lord?"

In an instant, more than a dozen hat-holders appeared beside him, looking at him in panic.

These hat-bearers appeared as if out of thin air.

Form a defensive circle and defend the pastoral scene in the safest place.

"I'm fine!"

Mu Jing almost lost his breath, after he breathed a sigh of relief, he used all his strength to pull out the short sword on his chest, but there was no blood on the blade, he raised his head, his eyes squinted, and looked at the old man in the Taoist robe under the trees: "This is the so-called swordsmanship, it is really impossible to prevent!" ”

"Are you alright?" Elder Yin couldn't believe it.

"Just witchcraft, it can hurt me, don't be ashamed!" Mu Jing sneered.

Although he said it so magnificently, he was actually a little scared in his heart.

Even if he was prepared, he still got hit.

If it weren't for the flying feather armor sent by the Yue family, maybe he would have been really injured, of course, if there was no flying feather armor from the Yue family, he would not have been able to make up his mind to lure the enemy with his body.

"This is Elder Heavenly Master Dao Yin, indeed as his name suggests, extremely insidious!" Mu Jing waved his hand: "Capture him alive, you can't kill him directly, if you let him escape, I will not count the contract with you!" ”

"Yes!"

When more than ten hats heard this, their eyes showed fierceness, and their figures came out fiercely.

The palm of the man in the lead, Elder Dou Liyin, broke open, revealing the face below.

"Ouyang Yu?"

Elder Yin glared: "It's actually you, do you Five Dou Mi Sect want to help the abuse?" ”

Heavenly Master Dao and Wudou Mi Sect, although they are not in the same power, they are both dedicated to the same god, and he could never have imagined that these people are actually masters of the Wudou Mi Sect.

"The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, kill!" Ouyang Yu personally led the five doumi sect masters to rush over.

Elder Yin's assassination skills were good, but after his exposed figure, he was no match for Ouyang Yu and more than ten five doumi masters, and in less than two quarters of an hour, he was captured alive in front of Mu Jing.

At this time, except for the soldiers and horses of Yang Ang and the soldiers of Shuofang's battalion on the outer mountain road, there were several assassins on the battlefield inside, all of whom had been wiped out, and none of them could escape.

A total of seven assassins appeared in this one, and the weakest ones were at least the martial artists at the peak of Qi training, most of them were strong men who could condense their strength in half a step, and their swordsmanship was unparalleled, ordinary people would not be able to stop them, but in the face of the masters of the Divine Guard Army and the Five Dou Mi Sect, they were all wiped out.

Four of the assassins were beheaded, and three of the assassins were captured, including the Heavenly Master Daoyin Elder, who was also captured alive and directly pierced their pipa bones with a Taiping hook, which was equivalent to abolishing their skills.

Under this battle, the Divine Guard Army also killed one person and injured four, all of them were seriously injured and needed to recuperate, and the masters who appeared in the Five Dou Mi Sect, Ouyang Yu and Elder Yin fought hard and suffered quite a lot of internal injuries, but the rest of the masters were not damaged.

"The old swordsmanship has obviously stabbed you, how can you be okay?"

Elder Yin was captured alive, the pipa bone penetrated, and his whole body was useless, and he was held down in front of Mu Jing by the two Divine Guard soldiers, and he could only raise his head, stare at Mu Jing, and stare at Mu Jing with resentment.

"Imperial sword art is a good kung fu!"

Mu Jing's eyes flashed with a light of surprise, looking at Elder Yin, faintly Dao.

Each family has a trick to practice qi.

But this sword art seems to be more immortal, and thirty steps away, it can almost penetrate Mu Jing's mind with a sword, which is probably not possible with the skill of the Yanshan Sword Saint, so it can be seen that this sword art is still a little different.

"You don't want to get the old Heavenly Master!"

Elder Yin roared angrily.

"That's not up to you!" The corners of Mu Jing's mouth raised a sneer slightly: "Look at the pressure, let him eat and sleep well, and when I am free, I will slowly dig out what he knows!" ”

"Yes!" Zhang Huo nodded, and after receiving the order, his eyes squinted at more than ten hats, which made him shocked.

He asked himself to defend Mu Jing's side day and night, and the guards around Mu Jing were all arranged by him, but he didn't expect Mu Jing to secretly arrange so many masters, and he didn't know it, it can be seen how heavy Mu Jing's mind is, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels a chill surging over his head.