Chapter Eighty-Three: Never Miss It (Collect, Recommend)
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There was still a sneer on the face of the Iron Crown Daoist, at this time, Sun Deya dared to order those people to rush to the front as cannon fodder, it was he who instigated.
In fact, this is also a trick he used to use, so when he shouted out the words, the earth mouse already knew what was going to happen, however, the Iron Crown Daoist broke his head and didn't expect Cao Ziheng's reaction to be completely different from before.
The steel knife flashed with the edge of the scorching sun, and the eyes of the Iron Crown Daoist flickered, and then Dou Da's head had fallen from outside the wooden wall, and the fear in his eyes had not even had time to be revealed, only deep confusion, he couldn't figure out why Cao Ziheng's reaction was completely different.
Chopping off the head of the Iron Crown Daoist with a knife, Cao Ziheng immediately stood on the wooden wall and began to extract the power of the Iron Crown Daoist, and at this moment, the wooden wall had exploded like cold water being poured into a boiling oil pot.
The face of the earth mouse turned pale in an instant, and below, Sun Deya's face showed an infinitely hideous expression.
"Kill, kill them all for me."
Sun Deya roared angrily, the Iron Crown Daoist has a special identity, and now his head was cut off in front of him, Sun Deya knew that his life was in danger, but he suddenly turned into a beast.
It's just that Sun Deya shouted out two or three words, and suddenly, Cao Ziheng's figure on the wooden wall has jumped out.
The wooden wall is more than ten meters high, but Cao Ziheng's figure jumped out like a bird, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the innocent people who were forced to be cannon fodder, and the vanguard sent by Sun Deya came to a short distance above Sun Deya.
"Block him."
Sun Deya's eyes widened violently, and his body quickly retreated towards the back as soon as he turned, but in his intelligence, Cao Ziheng was just a third-rate martial artist, and the current scene was obviously beyond his imagination, with the force that Cao Ziheng showed at this moment, only the Iron Crown Dao people could be compared with the martial artists Sun Deya had seen, of course, he naturally didn't know that what Cao Ziheng had at the moment was actually the cultivation of the Iron Crown Dao people.
"Give me death."
In mid-air, Cao Ziheng had already aimed at Sun Deya, and the long knife in his hand suddenly shot out like a long rainbow through the sun, instantly passing through dozens of meters and piercing through Sun Deya.
These red turban soldiers are all Sun Deya's subordinates, and most of them immediately panicked when they saw Sun Deya's death, and a few of Sun Deya's henchmen either sincerely or pretended to want to avenge Sun Deya, and immediately shouted behind them to let the archers release their arrows, but at this time, not long after Sun Deya rebelled with Guo Zixing, the archers in the team were scarce, and the bows and crossbows were more ordinary hunting bows, but this array of arrows was extremely rare.
Cao Ziheng was in mid-air, his palms opened violently, and he didn't have any moves, just waved the strength in his body, forming a whirlwind that scattered all the arrows, and then the figure fell to the ground, picking up a long knife from the ground, and there was no move either, just waved it in all directions regardless of it.
At this moment, after extracting the cultivation of the Iron Crown Daoist, Cao Ziheng only felt that the strength in his body was constantly generated, surging like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and every knife swing carried an inch of knife qi, instantly emptying a large area around him.
"The lord of the village is mighty, brothers, kill it."
At the same time, the sharp voice of the earth rat on the wooden wall in the distance sounded, and this obscene man did not have the slightest manhood even if he roared, but with his roar, the door of the wooden wall immediately opened, and the bandits in the stockade rushed out with swords in an instant.
"Withdraw, withdraw."
In the rear of the Red Turban Army, a panicked roar sounded, and the generals of the Red Turban Army, who had already lost their fighting spirit because of Sun Deya's death, shouted the words of retreat.
The surrounding Red Turban Army instantly receded like a tide, but Cao Ziheng's brows were slightly furrowed, and he stood in place with a knife, this time he extracted the cultivation of the Iron Crown Daoist, and his skills were indeed extraordinary, but the martial arts that he clearly remembered in his mind could not be used at all.
What gossip Tai Chi hand, what urges the god claw, what flying immortals outside the sky, wood-burning knife method, etc., I clearly remember every essential, every trick of the way to exert force, but no matter what, I can never perform it freely.
"The owner of the village."
The bandits in the stockade roared and pursued those red turban soldiers from Cao Ziheng's side, but the earth rats came to Cao Ziheng's side, and their obscene little eyes showed a look of surprise and concern, "Are you always uncomfortable, the villain can take the pulse for you." ”
"Do your thing, if you have time to care about me, it's better to care about whether the Red Turban Army will retaliate."
Cao Ziheng waved his hand angrily, and for the first time, he simply extracted cultivation, instead of extracting martial arts and cultivation together, which really made Cao Ziheng very uncomfortable, and the partial earth mouse was so obscene, which made Cao Ziheng feel unhappy.
"No, don't worry, the owner of the village, according to the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the six major factions are preparing to attack the Guangming Peak, so the masters of the Ming Sect are shrinking rapidly, and the reason why the Red Turban Army is rampant is all because there is the Ming Sect behind it, and now, the Ming Sect is too busy to take care of itself, where does the Red Turban Army dare to offend the owner of the village."
The earth mouse opened his mouth proudly next to him, but Cao Ziheng's eyes were fierce.
This is really the world of Yitian, the Iron Crown Daoist is the Iron Crown Daoist of the Mingjiao Wusan people, so he and the Mingjiao have become mortal enemies, this demon sect is vicious and ruthless, but the sect is quite righteous among the people, and it is very the standard of the underworld in later generations, since he killed the Iron Crown Dao people, the other four Wusan people, as well as those Dharma protectors, the messenger or something must come to him for revenge.
"No, why wait for them to take revenge, let the innocent people around here suffer again, why not take a trip to the top of the light, that is, you will have a chance to get a stunt, and you can deal with this grievance with the Ming Sect, since you know what will happen to the Ming Church next, then no matter what choice you make at that time, you can do whatever you want."
A hint of sharpness flashed in Cao Ziheng's eyes, since this is Yitian, since it is now before the six major factions are about to besiege the Guangming Peak, then, he seems to have a lot of choices.
In the third martial arts world, Cao Ziheng is no longer the same as the first two times, just playing, now he not only has a strong interest in martial arts, but also has three demonic apprentices to teach, and, vaguely, he feels that the Cao family seems to be in front of a huge storm.
"Let the brothers find out as soon as possible what are the masters of the Red Turban Army, and what are the masters of the nearby Mongols, I will go to Guangming Peak in the next few days, and I am ready to help you clean up the surroundings before leaving."
Cao Ziheng turned around, his eyes were sharp at the earth mouse, before going to the Bright Peak, he was ready to draw some more strength, and by the way, help the earth mouse and others clean up the surrounding dangers.