The sharp arrow blocked the way, whether it was forward or backward, the result would not be too bad, and the kung fu of resisting the sharp arrow was enough for the assassin to rush up.

In a flash of lightning, Wang Yan stopped abruptly, and with a sharp sweep, he provoked an assassin to smash at the assassins who were armed with iron wire nets.

Four or five Assassins armed with iron nets were smashed, and then the men behind rushed up, took the iron nets, and approached Wang Yan.

If it is not for the archers, but for the wire nets, what is there to fear?

Wang Yan's face was gloomy like water, the situation was so far, there was no room for hesitation, rather than looking forward and backward, it was better to fight hard.

Wang Yan let out an earth-shattering roar, just like Zhang Fei's loud shout at the Longboard Bridge in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

The nearby Assassin's ears were buzzing, and he was in a trance for a moment, waiting to come back to his senses.

The blood-red dragon head, with a bloody mouth, has reached half a foot above the head.

Burst!

The head exploded, Wang Yan casually flew several people, grabbed the iron net, and then threw it hard, the iron net scattered, and immediately caged several people, and fell to the ground.

Although the assassin's martial arts are not high, but in the chaos, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, although Wang Yan's body is not injured, but the armor is already covered with traces of slashing.

Sou!

Another arrow was shot in front of him, blocking Wang Yan's way, and Wang Yan looked at the pillar with his eyes open.

Admiration is admiration, but at this moment, Wang Yan just wants to break him into pieces.

The giant man rose up on the Temple of Heaven, and the armor relied on the formation to resist very hard, and the white jade surface of the Temple of Heaven had been stained with blood, and there was no place to be white.

Every step was stepped on in the blood water, splashing countless blood splashes.

Wang Yan was anxious in his heart, and forcibly endured the thought of returning to help, and continued to rush in the direction of the Eight Bull Crossbow, and the fifth one was already close at hand.

Sou!

Every time he heard the sound of breaking wind, Wang Yan felt like he was facing a great enemy, a layer of cold sweat would break out on his body, and his footsteps would be much slower.

Stay a little longer, a little more danger, rather than avoiding its edge, it is still difficult to go up, Wang Yan recalled in his mind that He Yushan was kidnapped by the mafia, Wang Yan braved the rain of bullets to break through, a battle, and was shot seven times, fortunately, he didn't shoot the vital point, otherwise he would have died.

In the face of the rain of bullets, he was not afraid, just feathers and arrows, afraid of what he would do! A life-and-death crisis! What do you still have to worry about doing so much!

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Wang Yan roared again, different from the roar just now, and this roar added a lot of madness.

Wang Yan rushed towards the eight-bull crossbow, and a sound of breaking wind sounded behind him, and Wang Yan didn't look back until the sharp arrow approached, Wang Yan turned around suddenly, like playing baseball, and knocked the sharp arrow away with a stick, accompanied by a sharp impact, the sound of breaking the wind stopped abruptly.

The force of the impact was so great that Wang Yan's hand trembled.

The assassins were already a little afraid of Wang Yan's fierceness and bravery, but the emperor was on the Temple of Heaven, at least kill the emperor, and what awaited him and others was glory and wealth!

As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, wealth drives people's hearts and strengthens people's courage.

Although he was afraid of Wang Yan, he was still rushing up one after another at this moment.

The mountain road is blocked, and the road to heaven can only be insisted on until the invincible mountain rescue in ten directions, and there is no second way.

Death is not terrible, but Wang Yan can't afford to die, if he dies, what will He Yushan do? What should Dong do with Old Man Wang? What about the daughters? Seeing that the troubled times are coming, how can they keep peace in this whirlpool.

The Wang family is the richest man in Xinzhou, and after the chaos in the world, he is a fat sheep in the eyes of thieves, Wang Yan doesn't dare to think about these things, because that feeling will make him crazy.

By the time the fifth eight-ox crossbow was destroyed, the remaining three had already been assembled and began to shoot arrows at the Temple of Heaven.

The crossbow arrows of the Eight Ox Crossbows were ten times thicker than ordinary feather arrows, and they were as thick as wrists, and the sound of the wind breaking was ten times louder than the sharp arrows of the archers, and only one of the first round of crossbow arrows hit the Temple of Heaven, and the remaining two were nailed to the wall.

The body and shield are difficult to resist the huge force of the Eight Bull Crossbow, even if several shields are stacked together, they are still knocked away by the crossbow arrows, just one arrow, and the formation shows signs of collapse.

Wang Yan smashed the eight bull crossbows in front of him, and ran non-stop to the next place where the eight bull crossbows were, and the eight eight ox crossbows were arranged in eight directions, southeast and northwest, and after Wang Yan destroyed the five, the attack range of the remaining three had been determined.

Seeing that there were crossbow arrows shooting, the armor soldiers adjusted their formations one after another, increasing the defense in the direction of the eight-bull crossbow, and the 1,000 elite armor soldiers had lost nearly half, seeing that the situation of the emperor and queen was precarious, and their safety was in danger.

The remaining three eight-ox crossbows must be destroyed quickly, otherwise, this is a dead end.

Xiao Feng tied the sword to his hand and slashed wildly, with two armor guards on his side, if there was no armor guard, he would have been cut into pulp by the assassins.

Gao Ji commanded several of the emperor's personal guards to surround the emperor and queen, looking anxious and panicked.

Wang Yan immediately went straight to the next place where the eight-bull crossbow was, and the archer shot two arrows in a row, but they were all knocked away by Wang Yan, but they did not work.

The archer glanced at Wang Yan gloomily, and suddenly turned his bow and arrow, pointing at the military formation.

Wang Yan saw all this in his eyes, and surrounded Wei's strategy to save Zhao, wanting to force himself to defend himself.

Wang Yan doesn't plan to go back, before destroying all the Eight Bull Crossbows, going back is a dead end, the giant will not fight hard with himself, the Eight Bull Crossbows will consume the armor on the Temple of Heaven, and the result will be extremely miserable.

Most of the assassins came out of Wang Yan, the eight bull crossbows were heavy, unable to move, and could only be passively defended, and more than a dozen human walls were suddenly enclosed in front of the eight bull crossbows.

The archer changed the direction of attack and helped the giant man break the formation, Wang Yan was determined to destroy all the eight bull crossbows, and never the Temple of Heaven, the battle situation was like the Spring and Autumn War Wang Jian attacked Zhao to surround Handan, time is food, it depends on which side can hold on, if Wang Yan destroys all the eight bull crossbows before breaking through the military formation, killing the emperor, it is Wang Yan's defeat, if Wang Yan destroys the eight bull crossbows and returns to the Temple of Heaven, then the victory or defeat is unknown.

Wang Yan's dragon made it fascinating, the ghosts and gods were unstoppable, and those who were close to him were blown away on the spot, and those who were unlucky were half of their bodies were smashed and their heads were beaten to pieces.

The blood path under Wang Yan's feet was much more turbid than that on the Temple of Heaven.

Although the giant man is fierce, but the master looks at people, he can guess the approximate one and a half moves, Wang Yan is confident that his martial arts are above the giant man, as for the assassins who block the way, compared to the elite armor soldiers on the Temple of Heaven, they are not half a star worse, and they rushed all the way to the sixth eight-bull crossbow.

Wang Yan was surrounded by a group of assassins armed with spears, and from the way they were dressed and their imposing appearance, he could conclude that these people were no ordinary assassins.

The spear-wielding assassins formed a circle formation to trap Wang Yan in the center, Wang Yan stopped, glanced around, his eyes erupted with fire, and roared sharply.

"Death, roadblocker!"

No matter what obstacles lie ahead, Wang Yan does not have the slightest idea of delay.

Hard Shake the Gun Array! Wang Yan blasted away, the front row retreated, the back row attacked, Wang Yan returned to the stick and swept the back, the front row came up again, stabbed at Wang Yan, and the fire was overheated twice, the anger in Wang Yan's heart rose to the extreme, his eyes were round, and a fierce and hideous light flashed in his eyes.

Kick the ground with both feet and shoot ahead!

Boom!