Chapter 49

Because he only shouted loudly, if these people attacked him again, he would be able to fight back with all his might, and he would not have any scruples.

These people replied to him with a "sonorous" sound, but they didn't intend to speak, so they drew their iron swords.

Zhang Jingtao also pulled out *** on his waist, which caused the sighs and exclamations of onlookers in the distance, some sighed that he was not self-sufficient, and dared to block ten with one, and some couldn't bear to look at it, but couldn't help but still want to watch.

However, Zhang Jingtao had already taken the initiative to rush towards the two big men who had surrounded him from the direction of the field.

Indeed, his martial arts are very ordinary, and in Zhang Zheng's memory, he has only gotten some superficial moves to apply, but the reflexes he thinks he has practiced in the flood wilderness are far superior to Zhang Zheng, and he may not be invincible.

The two big men laughed fiercely, and also increased their speed, one left and one right, swinging their swords and slashing over.

Since he decided to give a fight, Zhang Jingtao could only let out a loud shout, and after staggering one person, he only raised his shield to face the other person.

With a "dang" sound, the shield swung the big man's long sword away, and he rushed forward with an arrow and kicked the man's lower body.

Its movements are extremely fast, full of wild wildness, so wild that the two of them did not expect it.

Just as the man was snorting, Zhang Jingtao took a stride and hid to the side of the man, and the man was slashed on the neck by his companion who hurried to cut the person.

Zhang Jingtao had already reined in his steps, grabbed the corpse of this person and turned around with his strength, and slashed away with a knife like lightning, sending the bandit who cut the wrong person to the yin.

After this knife, although he slaughtered a bandit recruited by an unknown enemy, he had no hindrance in his heart, and the experience of the flood had already made him accustomed to fighting.

He has no mercy on the beasts, and the same is true for the murderers.

Those big men in the distance didn't expect him to be so agile, they were all rushing, and after being startled by his fierceness, they immediately stopped the momentum and turned into a slow approach.

But one of them was not weak, and said in a low voice: "Those two people are already heavier, so they won't be able to control the momentum, and it's not a pity to die, remember, you have to live." ”

And this sentence does not make Zhang Jingtao feel at ease.

Of course, it is a good thing for him to live, but once this living person is caught, he will inevitably become dead in the end.

Because these people will definitely not be the people of Pingyuanjun, of course, they will be wiped out when the time comes.

For this reason, when these bandits slowed down their pace, Zhang Jingtao did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the two of them again, the fighting style was very fierce and agile, although he failed to defeat the enemy with another move, but also forced the two to retreat again and again.

The basis of his attack is all on that shield.

And when these people deal with his shield, they can actually be regarded as having a certain degree of advance and retreat, and they have obviously dealt with warriors who use shields, but they have never encountered a spiritual one like Zhang Jingtao.

How did those people know that when he was in the wilderness, he practiced the pace of using the shield and dodging the impact of the beast almost every day, and the killing intent of the beast was locked, as if he had an instinctive judgment.

Zhang Jingtao himself didn't realize that he could be so powerful.

He would dare to fight because he judged that these people were only bluffing on the outside, and they should actually be samurai who had spent time in the army.

Such a samurai has experience in killing and is ruthless enough, but he should not be a strong opponent who is outstanding.

If it is a more powerful hand, it is usually called a swordsman, a swordsman, and so on, depending on the weapon used.

And it is not surprising that the masters of these people will arrange it like this, and it is natural that there is no need for any particularly powerful characters to deal with Zhang Zheng, who has become a samurai by luck.

If it weren't for the sake of safety, I'm afraid that two samurai would be enough to take Zhang Zheng's life.

Of course, these people also have a task that must be to find jade.

As for which samurai this is, only God knows.

For this reason, he wanted to surprise two of them to test the depth.

If the enemy is not enough, then he will jump out of the encirclement from the direction of the field by taking the initiative to attack the gap in the encirclement.

Unexpectedly, when he actually fought with people, he found that his reflexes were really fast, and the energy generated by his vitality allowed him to maintain a high degree of mental concentration at all times.

This state of concentration, in his previous life, he could only maintain it for a few seconds, but now, it is enough for him to keep it all day in a row, and this kind of deaf and clear energy is very powerful, and he experienced it for the first time.

Just like when a person in the distance quietly took out a short crossbow and shot an arrow, he was actually estimated in advance at such a close distance, and blocked it with a wave of his shield, which was the result of his extreme concentration of mental energy in addition to his reaction ability.

It is conceivable that the man's astonishment is completely overflowing.

And after the crossbow sneak attack was unsuccessful, it startled the people who attacked Zhang Jingtao, because everyone would be afraid of being injured by the crossbow arrow, in fact, any hidden weapon used in the melee must be planned, but this arrow is obviously not in the plan.

Zhang Jingtao took the opportunity to attack and hacked another person to death.

And since he did not retreat, the remaining eight men fought together.

The people watching the battle were all exclaimed, you must know that the warrior who surrounded and killed Zhang Jingtao was at least a good hand in the battle formation, and the lethality of the long sword was the same for everyone.

With one enemy and seven enemies, no matter how powerful the master is, he can't guarantee that he will be the one who will survive.

However, the feeling of the seven people is that they are facing a cheetah, or a cheetah with weapons.

This cheetah kept using the shield to cover, moving quickly, teaching the enemy not to form an encirclement, and in a few moments, these green-robed people fell to the ground, either hitting the shield hard, or being struck by the knife.

However, there are no stabs, which hinder speed.

For this reason, if the sword is not used well enough, it will be inferior to the sword in the melee.

And bandits and fierce beasts, for Zhang Jingtao's knowledge system, it is the same, and he will not spare his hands on this.

Seeing that there were still three living mouths, he slashed them away, and in the screams, none of them remained.

This decisive and fierce made Gu Shan's face in the distance turn white.

Only then did he pick up the short crossbow that made him break out in a cold sweat.

Yes, although he held the arrow, it was absolutely impossible to be shocked, although the speed of the crossbow arrow and the bullet were incomparable, but if he could not always concentrate on paying attention to every change in the battlefield, then he would definitely be hit.

He took the crossbow in his hand and looked closely, but he didn't notice that a pair of bright eyes were watching him between the canopies of a large tree a little farther away.

This kind of crossbow in the hand is one of the Chinese crossbows, and the crossbow body is only one foot long, that is, twenty-five centimeters.

Because the real ruler in ancient times is this length, it has been used for hundreds of millions of years, and it is not the modern feudal ruler of those crooked melons and cracked dates, it is said that the word ruler carries this meaning, so the seven-foot man is never an exaggerated size, but a man of 1.75 meters.