Chapter Seventy-One: The Dragon Fights in the Wild
One person and one horse, coming in an instant, the white horse is like electricity, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
As far as the eye can see, the person who came is a tall general wearing armor, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his face is like black charcoal, his eyes are like electricity, he is holding an eight-foot spear, a four-foot sword hangs from his waist, he is carrying a sharp arrow, and his eagle bow is hanging on the side of his legs.
The horses neighed, the men and horses all stood up, and the military general suddenly spoke, and his voice was like thunder: "Get out of here, otherwise, die." ”
The power of a word, piercing the sky, the mountains echoed, shocked the audience, affected the people's qi, all the people stood up, the majestic momentum condensed, and the mountains shook the mountains.
The barbecue stall is out of the sheath, the cold light is like water, the eyes are cold, and the slaughter is like a prison.
There was a dead silence all around, and suddenly, the wolf howled into the sky, and the giant roared, and the sound shook the wilderness.
"Kill." The white horse warrior roared, bent his bow and arrows, and the sharp arrows flashed coldly, aiming at the Iron Man in the air.
"Kill." The crowd roared like thunder, the earth shook, and the battle broke out in an instant.
Two groups of people and horses are like tigers and leopards preying, jumping out, just looking at their faces, the knife light is flying, blood flowers are blooming, the sound of killing has just risen, and more than a dozen people have fallen down at the barbecue stall. Chu Xiang didn't move, Liu Boyong didn't move, leaning on the railing as if the old couple who were asleep hadn't woken up yet, the pilgrim monks sitting in front of Gesar Palace didn't seem to see what was happening in front of them, the drunk man sleeping in the grass was still snoring like thunder, and across a guardrail, the boiling fight seemed to take place in another world.
Suddenly, Chu Xiang drew his knife, a sharp sound of gold and iron sounded, a flash of firelight flickered, Chu Xiang collapsed the wall under his feet, and the whole person was shocked back a few steps, almost at the same time, Liu Boyong's figure also moved, and then returned to its original state.
Chu Xiang's hands were numb, and a white mark scratch appeared on the long knife of titanium tungsten alloy, such a power was at least an anti-equipment level heavy sniper. The sniper shot at Chu Xiang on the top of the mountain in the southwest direction, a distance of almost two kilometers, at such a distance, a shot accurately hit Chu Xiang's heart, and the high marksmanship was terrifying.
The barbecue stall has been slaughtered, the sword light is flying, the sword shadow is vertical and horizontal, the gunshots are continuous, the killing sound is shocking, and there are fierce explosions from time to time. The invaders are numerous, but the techniques are mostly rough, with thick skin and thick meat, they are not afraid of death, and they are brutal and killing, although the number of guardians is small, they are flexible and adaptable, and they are skilled in martial arts, and it is difficult to distinguish between them and them for a while.
When the battle began at the barbecue stall, the dormant people around Gesar Palace also began to fight, the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was the time of day suitable for sneak attacks and plots, and the screams and muffled snorts were continuous.
Seeing that the scene was stalemate, it was difficult to take advantage, the gray giant who had not moved roared to the sky, the sound wave exploded, and several people around were affected, and they were suddenly dizzy, and then the gray giant jumped into the battle circle, his fists were like thunder, sweeping everyone, and he was caught off guard, and several people were hit hard.
Looking at the battle on the field with blazing eyes, the carved bow in the hand of the white horse warrior had been put down, and the blue flames spewed out from the feet of Iron Man in the air were also weaker. Seeing that several people were seriously injured and the situation was getting worse, the white horse warrior general's expression remained unchanged, calm and calm, and there was no order. At this time, the old Uyghur man sitting on a rattan chair wearing a white hat suddenly moved, and his scimitar was like the moon, attacking the back of the giant.
Feeling the threat, the gray giant hurriedly turned around to fight, the Uyghur old man's scimitar was like a dream, if there was nothing, the sword light was like a crescent moon, the body shape was unpredictable, the giant was entangled in the knife light, and he couldn't get out for a while.
In less than a minute of fierce fighting, more than half of the people in the square had fallen, rivers of blood flowed, corpses were lying everywhere, the generals were indifferent, and the werewolves on the opposite side were also blind. The battle went into a frenzy, killing until the eyes were red, no one retreated on either side, they were all fighting to the death, and after a while, when the killing sound was scarce, there were only a dozen people left on the field still standing, and everyone else fell in a pool of blood.
"Retreat." The general gave an order, and the remaining few people retreated, and the remaining invaders on the opposite side did not dare to pursue when they saw this, and retreated at the same time.
In the real bloody battle, eighty-one refining masters, in less than two minutes, sixty-six died, and one hundred and twenty-three people on the invader's side died one hundred and twelve. The giant was covered in blood, the old Uyghur man had fallen in a pool of blood, the three Uyghur men who were barbecing meat and the two Uyghur youths who were running errands had also fallen, Chu Xiang knew that it was time for him to make a move, jumped off the wall, and walked in front of the retreating fifteen people.
“jim。” Seeing Chu Xiang coming, the werewolf screamed, and the giant stepped forward, and the ground shook.
Chu Xiang moved forward, pulled out the knife, the knife light was like a shock, the giant actually directly blocked the knife light with his arm, Chu Xiang's knife style changed, turned into a drag, the knife light slashed through the giant's arm, blood splashed, the giant was like nothing, and a punch slammed towards Chu Xiang.
The indestructible light of the sword only cut through a third of the depth of the giant's arm, and the strength of the giant's body was terrifying. Understanding the giant's dependence, Chu Xiang no longer attacked, turned to fighting, the giant's fighting style was similar to Yan Wuhui's, fighting with his life, after two moves, Chu Xiang found that the wounds on the giant's body had all healed, and the knife he cut just now no longer bled blood.
Chu Xiang understood why the Uyghur old man was defeated, just now his knife only cut one-third of the giant's arm, the Uyghur old man's knife strength is not as good as his, the damage to the giant is only a fur injury, it can't cause damage to the giant at all, plus the giant's recovery power is amazing, how can he not be defeated.
Understanding the giant's dependence, Chu Xiang's knife technique changed, like the speed of the electric knife light dropped sharply, as if dragging mud and water, slashing left and right on the giant's body, and even the giant's skin was not broken, as if he was acting.
Seeing that Chu Xiang couldn't even cut his skin, the giant's attack was even more fierce, waving his arms, and his huge body chased Chu Xiang and attacked wildly. Chu Xiang took out the knife while dodging, and after fifteen knives, Chu Xiang suddenly jumped out of the battle circle to collect the knife and retreated, thinking that Chu Xiang was going to escape, and the giant was even more fierce, so he chased after him, and a punch was blasted out, and before the punch reached his body, he suddenly shattered, a ball of blood exploded, and the whole person became a pile of meat.
The sword qi was shattered, unconscious, and the giant was defeated.
Killing the giant, Chu Xiang was not sad or happy, returned to the wall, and looked at the werewolf Iron Man opposite, but his breath was locked on the drunk man in the grass.
The square fell silent, but the gunfire around it became more intense. The werewolf glanced at the location of Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong, and suddenly a thunderbolt sounded in the dark night sky, and a lightning light fell directly on the top of Liu Boyong's head. At this moment, two sharp sounds of breaking the sky sounded, shooting directly into the red palace of Gesar Palace from the west of Gesar Palace, where Liu Boyong was located.
When Chu Xiang was about to sweep up, two angry voices came from above, and two figures fell and fell on the road in front of Gesar Palace, smashing the ground into a pit. After the figure fell, it stopped moving, and under the vast electric light, Chu Xiang saw that the two figures who fell turned out to be two people who were the same as Iron Man.
The square of Gesar Palace fell silent again, the werewolf looked at the general opposite, his lips moved, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm in the night sky, Chu Xiang's body moved instantly, just dodged the thunder, an extremely dangerous aura approached, the horizontal knife was oblique, and he retreated more than a dozen steps, before he could breathe, and there was a dangerous breath approaching, he leaned back, and a scorching red light flew in front of him, and there was also a scorching fire flash one meter to the left and right.
Four shots in a row, three shots at the same time, blocking Chu Xiang's dodge space left and right, and the accuracy is amazing, this sniper's marksmanship is no longer something ordinary people can have, and its ability is incredible.
first attacked Liu Boyong, took the opportunity to break through the defense, but failed to break through, and instead changed to kill Chu Xiang, the werewolf's tactics are deeply integrated with the art of war.
The square under the night sky was quiet again, there was no sound for a long time, the werewolf did not move, the green light in his eyes was faint, and he did not know what kind of attack he was planning. The warrior sat on his horse, his expression majestic, and he did not move.
It was late at night, the cold wind was blowing, the corpses everywhere became cold, and a few undead masters crawled back behind the general, dragging out the bloodstains on the ground.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the back mountain, and the white horse under the crotch of the general kicked his hooves slightly, a little restless, Chu Xiang's heart moved, and he swept towards the back mountain without hesitation. The location where the voice came from was halfway up the mountain where the monks of the back mountain were guarding, Chu Xiang turned more than a hundred times, and no one knew the situation around Gesar Palace better than him.
When Chu Xiang left, Liu Boyong glanced at the pilgrim monks, leaving a lonely afterimage, and the people were already dozens of meters away, sweeping from the left side of Gesar Palace to the back mountain. After Liu Boyong left, the pilgrim monk slowly stood up, walked to the viewing platform of the Medicine King Palace, and sat down cross-legged.
After Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong left, the snoring in the grass suddenly disappeared, and the drunk man stood up, rubbed his hazy drunken eyes, and looked at the general on the white horse, his eyes were as bright as electricity, how could he still be half drunk.
Suddenly, the sky lit up, thunderclaps sounded, and thunder fell. On the observation deck of the Medicine King Palace, the pilgrim monks did not move, allowing the thunder to hit, and the whole body was full of lightning, as if unconscious.
At this moment, Iron Man, who had been hovering in the air, moved, and a laser appeared in his chest, and the pilgrim monk seemed to be an unknown prophet, and the laser only hit his afterimage, and an unfathomable hole appeared on the observation deck.
Just when Iron Man attacked the pilgrim, the drunk man moved, his body was like thunder and lightning, and he appeared behind the general, and he walked the Bagua step. The warlord was not in a hurry, and the spear was like lightning, stabbing at the drunk.
When the drunk man moved, the werewolf also moved, and with a terrifying howl, he was angry and angry, the ground under his feet cracked, and the afterimage appeared in front of the general.
Attacked by two masters before and after, the generals were not afraid at all, the spear carried the wind and thunder, a little cold light flickered, pointing to the east and west, under the attack of the two, steady as Mount Tai, not falling behind at all.
When the general and the werewolf drunkard were fighting, a figure in the distance in the southeast walked forward, seemingly leisurely and slow, but it instantly crossed the road where the three of them were fighting, and went straight to the top of Gesar Palace. This is a middle-aged man, with a square face, a wisp of goatee, wearing a Mao suit, a folding fan in his hand and shaking gently.
"Kill." When the people approached, the generals suddenly shouted, the spears were more urgent, the shadows of the guns were heavy, and the wind and thunder were howling, as if the sky was falling apart.
As soon as the word killing fell, the old man leaning on the railing suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the middle-aged man in the tunic suit, with a terrifying sound that made his teeth ache, and the middle-aged man in the tunic flew up two meters like a broken sack, and countless blood flowers burst out around his body, falling like rags, and he was already out of breath when he landed.
Killing the middle-aged man in a tunic with one palm, the old man suddenly coughed violently, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and his rickety body became even more rickety, and he moved back to the railing step by step with difficulty, and sat down against the old woman.
The old woman gently held her wife's hand, her deep-set eyes were soft, and there was no sadness or joy. Facing his wife's soft gaze, the old man smiled, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth: "People are old and useless." ”
The old woman wiped the blood from the corners of the old man's mouth with her sleeve, and there was a gentle smile between the dry wrinkles, and she sang softly: "The hand of the son, and the son grow old together, the robe is knotted, and the old man is old, and the country is guarded, what a pity for this body." ”
Listening to the old woman's chanting, the old man showed a cheerful smile, the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down again, and the old woman gently wiped away the blood again.
Shocked to see that the middle-aged man in the tunic was killed by a palm, the werewolf roared, the drunk roared, no longer had reservations, the shot was more aggressive, the breath was felt, the sky and the earth changed, the drunk man fell every step, the ground trembled, the fist was fierce, and the strength was overflowing. The generals rose up bravely, the spears and swords came out together, the spears were like electricity, a little cold light flickered, the sword light was like the Milky Way pouring down, and the three of them fought together, and it was difficult to separate.
The three of them fought fiercely here, and the situation at the southern pilgrim also changed, Iron Man missed a single blow, approached the pilgrim in the air, and one air compressed cannon after another blew up the viewing platform at the pilgrim's feet. In the midst of the rockfall, the pilgrims could only dodge, but this was not the worst case, a fiery figure quickly approached from a distance, and Iron Man attacked the pilgrims up and down.
The red fire reflected the stoic face of the pilgrim, when the burning man approached the attack, the pilgrim really shot for the first time, pinched a strange handprint in his left hand, the dark face and bare arm seemed to have a golden light, the law was solemn, Iron Man hit the pilgrim's back with an air compression cannon, and the powerful power knocked the pilgrim flying towards the fire man, the fire on the fire man's body skyrocketed, rolling towards the pilgrim, the pilgrim's left hand pinched again, reached out and grabbed it, and his arm passed through the raging fire, Like a newborn chicken, the Burning Man was grabbed by the pilgrims and thrown at the Iron Man above, who saw the Burning Man flying up and immediately reached out and grabbed it.
Boom, the burning man exploded, the flames were shining, and the corpse had become ashes when it fell, and Iron Man was also blown away by the aftermath of the explosion, crashing into the small hill on the observation deck of the Medicine King Palace, and fell into the mountain without knowing whether he was dead or alive.
When there was a fierce battle in front of the mountain, Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong also encountered difficult opponents. By the time the two arrived, the defenders of the back mountain had all been killed, and the attackers had reached the halfway point of the mountain.
Two gunners pointed their guns at two men, one commander watched the battle, and seven big men stopped them. The two of them were not allowed to see the situation clearly, the seven big men made a move, the sword light was like a waterfall, pouring down, Liu Boyong's sword was out of the sheath, the sword light was like a shuttle, and the knife net was shattered in an instant, and before the three moves passed, the seven big men had fallen five. At this time, the gunshots rang out, and the two rifles fired in a rapid burst, and when Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong were dodging, their whole bodies suddenly stiffened, the space froze, and time seemed to stop, Chu Xiang clearly saw seven red bullets whistling towards him, stopping two feet in front of him.
Chu Xiang suddenly understood why the guardian of the back mountain died so quickly, his mind just turned, the solidified space returned to normal, seven bullets passed through Chu Xiang's protective air shield, and accurately hit Chu Xiang's chest, and suddenly blood splashed, the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred, and the whole person was hit back three steps by the power of the bullet, plowing two deep marks on the ground.
Without waiting for the gunman to shoot again, Chu Xiang roared violently, did not retreat but advanced, his figure was like a ghost, flickering and flickering, breaking away from the lock of the two rifles, the whistling sound did not fall, the person had already appeared on the side of the two gunners, the knife flashed, the gunner had no chance to draw the knife, the two heads rolled off, the knife light flashed again, the space solidified again, the long knife stopped on the commander's head, and it was only two inches away from breaking his head.
The commander looked at Chu Xiang in horror, a vertical eye on his forehead emitted a faint silver light, and slowly withdrew from the range of Chu Xiang's long knife, as soon as his head left the tip of the knife, the space returned to normal, Chu Xiang slashed down the long knife, and the blood in the commander's chest gushed like a spring, and a one-foot-long wound appeared.