Smack! ”

Wang Hu held his rifle, the muzzle of the gun pointed diagonally to the ground, he kicked and turned over the debris blocking the road, and was about to move forward, but suddenly stopped. After listening for a while, Wang Hu said in a deep voice: "Your heartbeat is much more intense than usual, is it injured?" ”

Inside the broken room, Xu Wuji looked at the wound where the blood had coagulated, and let out an inaudible sigh. Just now, he grabbed the rope and suddenly descended, catching the rebels by surprise, but those rebellious strong troops who were worthy of the title of "strongest" were still quick to react in the case of a surprise attack, and then launched a counterattack.

Although his martial arts are strong, he is still flesh and blood, he will be injured if he is hit by a bullet, he will also be injured if he is rubbed by a fragment of a bomb, and if he is directly hit by a cannonball, then he will go directly to see the emperor.

Xu Wuji sneered, leaned his back against the cement wall, and said, "You should know very well that being injured will not affect our combat effectiveness!" Pain is nothing but an illusion of the mind! ”

Wang Hu said "hey" and exclaimed: "Although there are only about 20 people in this layer, they are all elites in the knights, you can actually kill them all, it can be seen that you have not given up martial arts in the years since you arrived in Luoyang!" ”

"Hmph, old man, your time is over, and if you hold the same set a hundred years ago, you will only be crushed into powder by the wheels of history!" Xu Wuji said proudly: "The new knight order formed by His Majesty will only be more powerful than your old things!" ”

"Huh, huh?" Wang Hu chuckled softly: "If you are really so sure, why do you keep moving your position, hiding between steel and cement, instead of coming out to fight me?" ”

"..........", Xu Wuji suddenly dodged and threw a grenade towards the opposite side.

"Bang," "Boom! ”

The grenade slammed into the wall, bounced once, and then fell on the floor of the floor and exploded. Xu Wuji knew that this method could not help the old man, and the moment he threw the grenade, he had already pounced on it from the side. He had trained this simple tactic for an unknown number of times, and he had already used it as if he were instinctive without thinking.

As soon as he took two steps, Xu Wuji suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his body pounced down, rolled on the floor twice, and dodged to the side. The crisp sound of a rifle shot echoed in the semi-confined space, making Xu Wuji's heart beat a little faster. The action just now was purely subconscious, and I didn't think about it at all, if I continued to rush forward, I was afraid that I would be hit by a bullet.

A few bullets don't matter, as long as they don't get hit, people like them can still maintain most of their combat effectiveness. But if you miss the lead, it's bad. Although the old man is old, his physical strength has always been at the peak, and he still has decades of combat experience, which is not easy to deal with.

"Poof!"

Hurried footsteps sounded on the side, Xu Wuji raised his pistol, and while jumping up, he pulled the trigger in the direction of the sound. The revolver has all its flaws, but it also has the advantage of being simple and never jamming. The two kept switching positions, and the sound of footsteps and pistol shots kept ringing out.

When holding a rifle and carrying a grenade and explosives bag, the Xiliang Dragoon can run dozens of kilometers at a speed of 100 meters and 6 seconds. Wang Hu and Xu Wuji are both masters who far surpass the average knight, and their speed will only be faster. Two ghostly figures chased through the empty, chaotic floor strewn with corpses and fragments of weapons, attacking so often that one would think that there were a dozen people here in a scuffle.

"Cards!" "Cards!"

The pistols of the two rang out at the same time, and Xu Wuji saw a black shadow thrown over, he jumped forward without thinking, repeated his old tricks, grabbed the rope and slid down. Behind him, there was an explosion, and the floor shook slightly.

Seeing Xu Wuji jump down again, Wang Hu pondered for a moment, sneered, ran a few steps forward, jumped up on the edge of the patio, and also grabbed the rope and descended sharply. As soon as he jumped into the patio, the fire flashed in the darkness, and the crisp sound of gunfire rang out.

Wang Hu had been prepared for a long time, did not dodge or dodge, turned the muzzle of the gun, and fired a shot at the bottom.

"Poof!"

The bullet tore through the muscles and hit the hard bones, making Wang Hu tremble all over. It's not about the will, it's just the instinct of the human body. The power of pistol bullets is limited, and under normal circumstances, people like them will be fine even if they take a dozen shots as long as they are prepared and defend themselves.

"Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Exercises", "Iron Cloth Shirts", and "Hard Qigong" are the main road goods in the army, and there are naturally better ones in Xiliang Dragon Cavalry. Originally, such martial arts were not valued, and instead of spending a long time and energy cultivating these martial arts, it was better to make the armor a little thicker, and the defense would only be higher.

Later, with the rise of gunpowder weapons, although steel armor still has a good defense against bullets, after many years of exploration, most of the Xiliang dragoons still embarked on the road of lightness. It is better to increase defense than to increase attack power, and thicker armor is not as good as carrying a more powerful weapon. Within the range that humans can bear, no matter how heavy the armor is, it can't stop the cannonballs, right?

Wouldn't it be better to see the enemy give him a shot from afar?

But in this way, the threat of bullets is greatly increased. In response to this situation, hard qigong flourished. As long as those knights are not on the road of heavy knights, they will choose a hard qigong to cultivate.

Although Wang Hu was shot now, there was no problem, and at the moment he was there, he had already tensed his muscles. After the bullet tore through the flesh, it was a minute or two deeper, and the kinetic energy was already exhausted.

"Bang!"

As soon as he kicked his leg where Xu Wuji was, the person had already rolled into the floor. Here, as everywhere else, the smell of gunpowder and blood fills the air. The floor was pierced by shells, and through the large hole, you could see the corpses lying on the floor of the floor below.

Wang Hu twitched his nose, smelled the smell of fresh blood, and could clearly hear the other party's fierce heartbeat in his ears. The sound of rifle fire and grenade explosions could be heard from a distance above the dozen floors, but the sound was dull and distant because of the thick concrete floor and wooden floor.

Outside the Tower of Babel, from time to time, a large number of shells fell to the ground, blasting the fortifications on the ground and the soldiers into the sky. Wang Hu reached out and pulled the bullet off his shoulder, and then threw it to the ground. Brass shells collided with reinforced concrete, making a crisp sound.

"Your heart is beating so fast," he said, reloading both pistols and turning to the concrete pillar in the distance, "it's as obvious in this environment as being unclothed." ”

Xu Wuji gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "It is because of you rebellious ministers and thieves that the country has reached the point where it is now!" ”

"Well, I'm telling you about fighting, but you're going to get involved with something else."

Wang Hu shook his head and said, "I told you a long time ago that only with a pure mind can you be brave and diligent. As a martial artist, don't think too much about it. ”

"Bang!"

A grenade was thrown out, Wang Hu turned his feet, and dodged behind a wall, but he heard a sound above his head, he raised his head, and saw Xu Wuji lying on the ceiling, all four limbs exerting force together, and then he pounced on it with the power of Mount Tai.

"Boom!"

Not far away, a grenade exploded, and a wave of air and vibrations were heard. Wang Hu raised his hands, pulled the trigger one after another, and fired a few shots quickly. The bullet sank into Xu Wuji's body, splashing a little blood, but it still couldn't stop the opponent's attack from falling from the sky. Wang Hu threw away the two revolvers, retracted his arms and put them on his chest.

His body crouched slightly, his right leg took a half-step back, and he was ready to fight the impact.

"Bang!"

Xu Wuji's knee hit Wang Hu's arm, and the powerful impact knocked the opponent out. He succeeded in one move, and he was even more unforgiving. As soon as Xu Wuji landed on the ground, the person had already rushed up like a cannonball. Taking advantage of the opponent's unstable body, he pulled out the revolver on his waist and pulled the trigger so madly in front of him.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Click!"

After the six rounds were fired, he raised his pistol and smashed it at Wang Hu, whose arm was full of bullet marks. The power of the pistol bullet is far less than that of the rifle, and the airtightness of the revolver is not good, and the power is even worse, and it is not of much use in front of Wang Hu, who has carried hard qigong.

Seeing Xu Wuji holding the revolver upside down and smashing it as a hammer, Wang Hu reached out and wiped it on his waist, and a dagger had jumped into his palm. The dagger caught up and stopped in the direction of the enemy's attack.

"Rub!"

The crisp sound of metal crashing sounded, and a trace of surprise flashed in Xu Wuji's heart. He used a pistol as a hammer, and of course it was not as powerful as the war hammer in the hands of the knights more than a hundred years ago, but the dagger in the old man's hand was so thin, how could it be blocked? Shouldn't it be just smashed?

But then, the surprise vanished, replaced by an intense fear. In Xu Wuji's pupils, after Wang Hu blocked his fierce attack, as if he didn't need to return his breath, he swung his dagger and stabbed at him.

"Uh......h How is this possible? ”

Xu Wuji had already realized that something was wrong, but the movements of his body could not keep up with the command of his brain. He tried his best to move his arm, trying to block the dagger that stabbed him, but where did he come from?

"Whew!"

The cold blade pierced his throat, then dragged sideways, severing half of his throat. Xu Wuji snorted, and his voice seemed to come out of the broken bellows. Blood splattered, and he staggered backwards.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and blood splattered from his left chest. Xu Wuji's back slammed against the wall, one hand covering his throat and the other covering his chest, blood flowing from between his fingers. Even after being so badly injured, he still didn't die, but sat down on the concrete floor and hissed, "What kind of trick is this?" Could it be that it is the legendary blockade? ”

Wang Hu looked at his once most beloved disciple, with a sad and proud look on his face, he nodded and said, "Yes, this is the anti-rebellion magic technique passed down by Emperor Taizu!" ”

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