Chapter Eighty-Eight: Collision

The battle is still going on, bloody and brutal. Every minute someone fell to the ground, no one looked at it, and the fierce gaze locked on the enemy in front of them.

It's all a life of licking blood with a knife, step by step, without mercy or extravagant hope. Either you die or I live, this is the cruel martial arts, not the player's house-style play.

Wang Qing hid in a tree, chilling all over.

Rao is an NPC who died at his hands, and there are tens of thousands of players, but such a simple and rude, beast-like fight still impacts his heart.

Wang Qing has a large number of NPC soldiers under his command, and there is no shortage of battles with NPC water bandits. He had always thought that he was used to seeing life and death compared to other players, and was used to blood.

But today, he knows what cruelty is.

Water bandits generally have no backbone, or they are just forced by life, and they eat with a mouthful of food, and a few of them are really desperate. Usually, as long as you kill a few leaders, you basically surrender.

But in this battle, there was no senseless roaring on both sides, no meaningless invective, only a cold murderous intent, and a sharp edge that would never be soft. At most, it's a bit of a ruthless curse from the bottom of his heart before he dies.

Hundreds of meters away, Wang Qing still felt the smell of blood rushing to his head, and couldn't help but rub his nose.

The Tiandan Xiaojian in the upper dantian suddenly became excited like a cat that only smelled it. Unexpectedly, a section of the jade-like scabbard popped out of it, and a wave of killing intent rushed straight into Wang Qing's consciousness. made Wang Qing's blood boiling, and he couldn't wait to rush out and kill the Quartet.

Fortunately, Wang Qing found out in time, snorted coldly, activated the sword heart Tongming, and cleared all distracting thoughts.

But in this short moment, Tiandan's little sword, as if it had been greatly supplemented, rose out of thin air.

Wang Qing had a preliminary idea of the so-called killing path. It is a path of pure deprivation of life without meaning right or wrong, without meaning justice. Wang Qing didn't like it, but he also knew that some things would happen sooner or later when he stepped into this whirlpool. He hated being killed more than taking his life, and he did not want his friends and relatives to be killed.

Killing is just a choice out of desperation, and it is by no means a good solution to everything.

Wang Qing also finally knew why Kunlun did not advocate majoring in killing Dao, not because there was no exercise, but because this path was too evil.

Human beings have also evolved step by step from hunting to the present, and killing is a deep instinctive solution. But it's just the most convenient, but it's never the most correct.

The reason why people are human is a matter of rational trade-offs, not instincts. Indulging in killing is the way to enter the devil. is controlled by murderous intentions, and people are no longer human.

There are two groups of people in front of them, and the reasons are very good. Mingjiao is for survival, Tiance is for responsibility, Shaolin is for development, and other Jianghu people are for profit. But to kill is to kill, and any reason is an excuse.

In Wang Qing's view, this is the fight between two groups of beasts that have lost their minds.

However, Wang Qing laughed at himself. As the cause of everything, isn't it a bit coy to be like this? How good can you be? It's not for their own selfishness that they provoked a big war.

But soon, Wang Qing adjusted his mentality, whether it was responsibility or sin, Lao Tzu carried it. If you can't even see the life and death in the dungeon, how can you protect your family and friends in the game.

Not to mention Wang Qing's self-pity, the battle situation in the courtyard he was staring at gradually changed.

It was the Tiance Mansion that attacked this courtyard.

Tiance stationed a battalion of soldiers and horses in Xingqing Mansion, not counting the auxiliary troops, the regular army had 750 people. Here came one of the teams, one hundred and fifty people, led by a first-class team.

It is also supplemented by 500 Fuyuan troops, assisted by strong bows and crossbows. A group of more than 30 martial arts masters was responsible for interception.

This force is definitely a formidable strength when placed on the rivers and lakes. Anyway, Wang Qing's scalp was numb when he looked at it, and he hid far away, afraid that he would be found out and cleaned up as a fine work.

It's a pity that they also encountered hard stubble.

Shen Jiangxia, as the righteous son of Lu Weilou and the recognized successor of the Ming Sect, although it is necessary to exercise his ability, he is also not allowed to lose his safety.

As the right protector, he not only has his own set of strong teams, but also has the guards who are eccentric and placed in by Lu Weilou and the elder group.

As soon as he received the warning signal, countless masters flashed out of the compound.

There are as many as forty first-class masters alone, and nearly six hundred second-rate elites.

Wang Qing watched from the outside, wiping a cold sweat secretly. From Shen Jiangxia's work notes, it can be seen that there are a lot of people around him, but he didn't expect so much.

If you dive into it with your head stunned, you won't be chopped into minced meat. I couldn't help but be secretly grateful to Liu Fuyun in my heart, otherwise if he crooked his mouth, he would let himself misjudge the situation. It's not terrible to die, and there's nothing to lose in the dungeon. But if you miss the opportunity of this dungeon, you will really have to see Shattered Star in this life.

Tiance's team saw such a posture, not only was not surprised, but became excited.

Caught a big fish!

With a wave of the spear, the elite soldiers of Tiance under his command instantly formed a formation.

Wei Gong folded and rushed into battle.

This is the great expedition array founded by Li Jing in his later years, sitting in Chang'an, integrating his lifelong experience in conquest. Even the Cangyun Army founded by him has not been taught, and it belongs to the Dacheng Army Formation that Xue Lei has been desperate for.

Its formation is divided into four layers, striking strangely, deceitfully, chess, and fighting, especially good at attacking.

The guns stood in a forest, the clouds colluded, and the team of one hundred and fifty people turned into a spear, and rushed towards the people of the Ming Sect.

The people of the Ming Sect fought against each other and formed a formation against the enemy.

The flame was raised, and the immeasurable light shone into the dark night.

Immeasurable Light Array.

It was different from the immeasurable light array that Xu Zhixiao and they relied on sacrifice to strengthen. This true Immeasurable Light Array burns with fanatical faith and everything that the congregation does.

When the tip of the spear of the Tiance army collided with the scimitar flying out of the light, the spear and the knife disappeared silently. It's not that there is no sound, it's that the frequency is too high and beyond the scope of human recognition.

But ultrasound can't be heard, but it does exist. It mixed the huge true qi of both sides, and caused an almost devastating blow to the surroundings.

Tiance's side has rich combat experience and has already taken countermeasures. As soon as the formation turned, the defensive Nine Xiang Di Xuan Array quickly took shape, and a steady stream of earth true qi formed a full nine layers of defensive qi. It only consumed most of it, and withstood the aftermath of this wave.

The Fuyuan army behind him was also fateful, hiding behind Tiance, and the dustpan was not big.

But the group of martial arts people who scattered around were unlucky. If you have an organic spirit, find a good cover and run the defense technique with all your might, so that you can be considered to have escaped. There are those who react slowly, and the true qi enters the body, and the silent ones fall. Although the exterior is unharmed, the internal organs have been ground to pieces.

The Ming Sect was not easy either, and seventy or eighty second-rate masters suddenly ignited a raging holy flame on their bodies and filled into the clouds to make up for the consumption. And these people were burned to the point that there were no ashes. Special exercises turned everything about them into a holy fire.

After a fight from afar, he immediately entered the bloodiest melee combat.

The two teams rushed together.

In the air, clouds cancel each other out. The ground is a white-knuckle battle with swords and knives.

Although Tiance has few people, he is not afraid. Ten people and one tithe, five tithes and one group, even in the chaotic battle, still cooperate in an orderly manner, and always limit the enemy in front of them to a controllable number of people.

Although Mingjiao also has some inheritance of the art of war from Persia, it also combines the art of war from the Central Plains. But what they are better at is still martial arts fighting.

As the second-rate masters and Tiance fought together, the figures of some first-class masters of the Ming Sect gradually became illusory and slowly disappeared into the shadows.

As an old opponent who has fought many times, the team is the first to notice the abnormality on the other side.

Snorted coldly, it's still like this, and it hasn't grown.

Then there was a shout.

"Battle in all directions!"

There is a style in the knife technique, and the night battle is hidden in all directions. Specializes in night battles or situations where the opponent's body cannot be perceived.

Tiance's marksmanship also has a type of battle in all directions, which was originally a group battle move to deal with enemies on all sides of the battlefield, but in later battles, it was found that the dense rain of guns could effectively limit those hidden Mingjiao.

After a dense rain of guns, except for a large number of second-rate Mingjiao who were forced to leave, the first-class people did not show up.

Just when the team was wondering, Mingjiao had made great progress and was ready to deal with a first-class surprise attack.

The first-class of the Ming Sect suddenly appeared, but the target was not Tiance, but those martial arts people and the Fuyuan army.

Mingjiao people are not stupid, they were raided for some reason, and nine times out of ten there was an accident, which led to the exposure of the stronghold. Then the top priority now is not to fight hard here, but to evacuate, from light to dark, and then try to do something else. Otherwise, it will be dragged back, and there will be a steady stream of troops behind the opponent.

And what made Shen Jiangxia most anxious was that just from the strength in front of him and his own understanding and analysis of the intelligence of this group of people, he could easily find out that the other party had at least a dozen people.

This conclusion made him not anxious, other strongholds did not have such a strong strength. Mingjiao really can't afford to suffer too many casualties now.

In order to evacuate, the soldiers with strong bows and crossbows were a great obstacle, restricting the use of light skills. And those martial arts masters are like dogskin plasters. If they are not killed, the retreat will not go smoothly. ()

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