Chapter 9: The Wolf Cavalry
After the mole matter was resolved, it was inconvenient for Zhou Luo and the others to stay too long, so they left on the spot.
As soon as they left the hall, the white-eyed old monk beside him said in an indignant tone: "Abbot, do you really listen to the white-clothed sword god's refusal to make a move, and let him fight with Duoercha alone?" Then wouldn't my Shaolin reputation be swept away, and it was all a stepping stone for this person! ”
Xin was speechless for a while after hearing this, and only after a moment did he say silently: "Not to mention the white-clothed sword god, several of them came all the way to report the news, and they were kind to me Shaolin first, and now they take the initiative to ask to deal with Duoercha, are we embarrassed to interfere." ”
"Even if you really want to intervene, with the strength of Duo'er Cha Half-Step Immortal, plus the tens of thousands of Northern Barbarian troops he has, we have almost no chance of victory, you may have forgotten one thing, that is, I am old! The fist is afraid of being less strong, and I will never be the opponent of Duoercha in the same realm. ”
After speaking, his eyes were a little depressed, and he sighed, and the white-eyed old monk and others beside him stopped talking when they heard this.
Yes, the abbot is already old, and the white-clothed sword god is still very young!
For the sake of Shaolin, they can only respect.
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"Whew!"
"It's finally here, and I can't wait for my sword."
As the desolate sound of the horn in the distance gradually came from far to near, the ground under Zhou Luo's feet also continued to tremble, and the sound of fierce horses' hooves rolled from afar like thunder.
Behind Zhou Luo, the martial arts "heroes" who were originally quite calm began to involuntarily restrain their fearful labels, and there were many people who were a little less courageous and couldn't help but want to retreat.
Only Zhou Luo remained motionless at this time, his expression was indifferent, and there was even a hint of bloodlust in his eyes.
The silver-black long sword in his hand, which had been transformed from the original black knife, was even more unstoppable, full of longing for battle and blood.
"Young Master Zhou Luo! Should we retreat for the time being, the iron wolf soldiers of the Northern Barbarians are not easy to mess with! ”
The expression of a burly man behind Zhou Luo, who originally looked heroic, continued to change color with the sound of the hooves of the iron wolf soldiers getting closer and closer, his face was full of fear, and even the originally seemingly burly figure fell down at this time, and his body trembled slightly.
His expression of fear was not actually afraid of the so-called iron wolf soldiers, what he was really afraid of was the general of the Northern Barbarians, Duoercha, the man who slaughtered countless heroes of the Central Plains like a demon god.
Duoercha's prestige made the originally heroic man in front of him turn into a weak girl in an instant, and even made his legs tremble.
But he is afraid of Duoercha, Zhou Luo is not afraid, for Zhou Luo, who is indifferent by nature, these people around him are just a group of ants, there is or not, it doesn't matter!
He alone can tear apart thousands of troops in the mortal world!
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei and the others not far from Zhou Luo had their expressions a little worried at this time, but they didn't have the slightest idea of dodging, they believed in Zhou Luo's strength, as disciples of the big faction, they were never afraid of the so-called army and crowd tactics.
Seeing that the iron wolf soldier and iron cavalry in the distance were almost less than a hundred steps away from him, Zhou Luo kicked the ground with both feet, and his body rushed forward like a flying meteor, kicking up countless dust behind him.
"Jian Yi. Thunder! ”
Carrying countless dust, Zhou Luo's sword qi shrouded his body, and he rushed straight forward with his sword, without any dodge and moves, and the iron wolf soldiers who were facing Zhou Luo were directly half-pierced by Zhou Luo's impact this time.
More than a dozen iron wolf soldiers wearing iron armor were directly split into two halves by Zhou Luo's unfancy sword, and fell weakly in the mighty iron wolf soldiers, and while tripping countless iron horses, they were directly trampled into flesh by the surging horses' hooves.
An excited cheer sounded behind Zhou Luo, and the originally turbulent martial arts "heroes" were under Zhou Luo's leading soldier and earth-shattering sword, and the original fear was reduced a lot, and they were no longer in a hurry to escape, and some bold people also rushed up under the leadership of Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi, intending to meet Zhou Luo.
Although Zhou Luo's sword just now was wonderful, it also made him fall into the encirclement of the iron wolf soldiers, looking at the surging rolling cavalry around him, Zhou Luo's face remained unchanged, and the long sword in his hand was lightly picked and smeared, and with a fine change, he easily blocked the big knives that were fiercely slashed down by the iron wolf cavalry around him.
And Jiang Zhiwei and the others also seized this opportunity to rush up, and swords came out of the eyes of these iron wolf soldiers who were deftly picked up by Zhou Luo, and their bodies were wide open, and they picked off these big men with extremely strong defense one by one.
"Look for death!"
Just when Zhou Luo, Meng Qi and others cooperated tacitly and killed the Iron Wolf Cavalry one after another, so that those originally afraid martial arts "heroes" were also encouraged to rush up, the rear position of the Iron Wolf Soldiers suddenly heard a cold roar like iron.
This angry roar contained a kind of mystical sound killing technique, and the moment they heard it, in addition to Zhou Luo's profound skill, Meng Qi and the others were all stunned, and they stopped attacking for a short time.
Fortunately, the iron wolf soldiers they were fighting with didn't seem to be immune to such a wave shock, and in this roar, the attack in their hands was also affected by the sound wave like Meng Qi and the others, otherwise Meng Qi and the others would have been killed in a different place by this time.
"Duoercha, it's Duoercha, he's coming, he's really here!"
Behind Zhou Luo, the warriors of the rivers and lakes who were inspired by the popularity of Zhou Luo and others suddenly lost the courage to continue moving forward after hearing Duoercha's voice, and stopped in unison.
"Rubbish!"
Zhou Luo's voice reverberated in the air clearly, he glanced at the wastes behind him who were so frightened that he stopped, and with a cold face, he rose up with his sword and rushed into the iron wolf soldiers again.
The faces of these Jianghu warriors behind Zhou Luo heard Zhou Luo's disdainful words, and their faces became extremely ugly, and they didn't know whether to continue to step forward for a while, although they would die if they stepped forward, but it was indeed too embarrassing to be treated as a waste like this, and they were embarrassed to say that the purpose of their coming was to support Shaolin.
"Sword Four. Splitting the wind and slashing the waves! ”
The sword qi around Zhou Luo's body surged, and a violent wind sounded from his side, under this violent fluctuation of true qi, Zhou Luo's body came to the air nearly ten zhang high in a few bounces, and then carried the long sword in his hand from mid-air to the iron wolf soldier on the ground and quickly dived away.
"Boom!"
The sky seemed to sound with bursts of rolling thunder, and Zhou Luo's sword was like a hammer smashed from the sky, and it fell into the dozens of iron wolf riders below, setting off huge waves of mud and sand that rose into the sky.
Under Zhou Luo's devastating sword, twenty or thirty brutal iron wolf cavalrymen were directly torn to pieces by the rolling impact waves set off by this sword and the destructive sword qi that collapsed into thousands of paths, turning into a mess of broken iron pieces and meat on the ground, and it was completely impossible to see the specific appearance before.