Since I have been surrounded and included in the formation, then I have not fled anymore, because since I can't escape, it is better to face it than to be caught in the process of fleeing, but to lose face.

It doesn't matter if I am still Chen Erdan, a country boy from Mali Mountain back then, and at this moment, after all, I am already the contemporary senior brother of Maoshan and the leader of the special service group of the Second Division of the Religious Affairs Bureau.

Moreover, the war between cultivators is not as simple as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division on the numbers, in the final analysis, the final victory or defeat is a stack of luck, will and strength, and any small situation may reverse the direction of the ending, so what, if you want to take me, then pay the price for me.

I gritted my teeth, I felt that I was suddenly high-spirited, and the whole person became a burst of spirit, I knew that this was the realization after Li Cang explained to me the true meaning of the Linxian Dispatch just now, and at the moment I also raised the long sword, looking at the four directions, listening to all directions, in this changing array, be careful of any possible attacks, but at first those guys did not do anything to me, but were tearing down the wall, and overturning the earthen wall next to the courtyard. At the moment when the wall fell, I saw a dense jungle and a stream that looked like a silver ribbon, and a dirt road not far away.

However, these scenes were soon obscured by a thick fog, and the most powerful means of the Conch Dojo was the understanding of space and the magic circle, through the continuous formation setting, to isolate people from the space where we were originally located, so as to transform according to their own understanding, change the situation, and become the master of the place.

Seeing that the enemy was constantly using his tactics, I stood still for only a few seconds, and then I did not wait, but chose to take the initiative and rushed in the direction of the barn.

When I didn't move, others turned a blind eye to me, but as soon as my body shook, the attack next to me struck, and the first thing to stop in front of me was not a black-robed man wearing a mask, but a yellow turban wrestler, this object is like a red jade, like soap velvet, as if a two-meter body, vertical and horizontal thousands of pounds of strength, the side of the yellow scarf, the golden ring of the sun is shining, the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor frost is spread to swallow the moon shadow, and the end is scary. This thing is a Taoist god and ghost soldier, usually using the soul of the dead to pray and condense on the altar, and in wartime it is poured into the paper figure or armor, turning into a wrestler, for drive.

Yellow Turban Lux first appeared in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, is the means of Taiping Dao to lead Zhang Jiao, later generations have many inheritance, can be regarded as a more famous Taoism, this material force is fierce, but it is also quite scary, but that is only for others, to know that Maoshan also has Yellow Turban Lux, generally used for construction, farm work and all kinds of rough things, but compared with these, it is like cloud mud, and the moment is also the magic sword shake, towards the other party's crotch stab.

My sword is obscene, but this is not what I think, after all, this yellow turban wrestler is two meters to one zhang tall, quite huge, if I want to stab people in the chest, then I have to jump? In addition, another point is that although the Yellow Turban Lux is virtual and real, the spirit body is hidden in the upper, middle and lower dantian, if one of them is stabbed, it is the key position, and it also saves a lot of trouble.

I went hard, but the yellow turban wrestler blocked it with a horizontal fist, and the magic sword pierced the opponent's fist without hindrance, piercing three inches below the umbilicus.

A sword pierced, and the opponent's body immediately rippled, and then I heard a terrible voice. It stands to reason that the Yellow Turban Lux is a Yin Spirit thing, and although it is contaminated with divine thoughts, it cannot make a sound, but I can clearly hear this tearing cry, and then the giant man in front of him is covered in a burst of mist, twisted, and turned into nothingness. A sword is a fierce and magical Yellow Turban Warrior, which should be a very obvious achievement, but my face is not the slightest color, because a Yellow Turban Warrior fell, but a dozen heads rushed towards me.

In addition to the Yellow Turban Warriors, there are also black-robed people under the cover of these Yin Spirit Things, sneaking up behind me, these people are generally the most combative red stick warriors in the Conch Dojo, they can appear here, they must have been carefully selected, when I avoided the attack of several Yellow Turban Warriors and slashed towards that person, he was sure to push away under the cover of the Yin Spirit, and on the other side, the attack came suddenly.

He advances and I retreat, he retreats and I advance, he walks and I stop, he stops and disturbs, the other party is like kraft candy, relying on the advantage of being outnumbered, surround me tightly, and do not let me have a little respite, that is, to drag me, and then consume me here for life and death, and finally achieve the goal of capturing me alive.

In front of me, there were only three or five black-robed men, a dozen or so yellow turban wrestlers, and behind the shadows, there were dozens of equally unpredictable fellows, and this situation was a nightmare for me - could I escape? Wielding the blood-drinking cold light sword, I kept asking myself, and I was a little discouraged, but at this moment, the words that Li Cang had just spoken to me when he was discussing the Tao suddenly sounded in my ears again.

"The teeth are lightly percussed, the body should be straight, the body should be loose, the breath should be slight, and the meaning should be light......"

The so-called light intention is to say that the practice of gong and sword dance, do not deliberately, be natural, follow the trajectory of the Tao, let yourself get rid of the most complicated appearance, and achieve the sevenfold realm of "faith, respect, breaking the relationship, closing the heart, simplifying things, intuitive, Taiding, and attaining the Tao", so that you can get rid of the essence of the world, immerse yourself from the complex and changeable world, and see the true self and true self of things.

Thinking of this, the desire to win in my heart gradually faded, my face was pale, my eyes were round, and the blood energy was not rising at this time, the mysterious rune in my right eye did not work, and the qiē in my eyes began to become simpler.

Yes, it's so simple, the opponent's degree is decreasing, and the thinking in my mind is soaring, how to change moves, how to be so deadly, how to control the enemy...... How to advance, how to retreat, all kinds of qiē flew through my mind in an instant, my body began to become incomparably soft, this state of stiffness different from the previous one, so that I was able to use all kinds of strange means in the next battle, the whole person was in a kind of excitement, out of the sword, retracted the sword, dodged, resisted......

After the initial silence, the magic sword began to gradually become active, and its activity was due to the fact that the blade of the sword was full of too much enemy blood, and with my epiphany in a desperate situation, I began to become more comfortable in the face of countless enemy attacks.

Although the wounds on my body became more and more numerous, and there was no lack of being punched in the heart by the yellow turban wrestler, I was able to effectively combine what I had learned and distribute my strength heartily, whether it was palm thunder, or two sets of top-level swordsmanship, or random fighting techniques, and the three abyssal methods inherited from Aputuo......

I have never been so hearty as I am today, these methods have actually been integrated into my soul, but this is the first time I have seen them so handy, always able to appear when I need them, I can deploy them at will, or cut off the head of the opponent with a sword, or force the approaching killing move away with a single palm, or the palm of the hand thunders out, or the hand touches into the bosom, the little sword strikes with lightning and severs the blade of the opponent close to me, and the throat is cut!

The art of killing is to make the enemy standing opposite you fall, and you can no longer have the power to resist.

Time passed little by little, I don't know how long I have been fighting, I only know that the enemies in front of me are more and less for a while, and for a while they even reached their peak, more than 20 black-robed people and more than 50 yellow turban wrestlers filled my sight, and then the descendants gradually became much less, and the injuries on my body slowly increased.

I know the scars on my body, a total of nineteen wounds, some of which were cut with a quick knife and bled endlessly, and some were smashed by heavy weapons, oozing blood inside, and if these scars appeared on an ordinary person, they would have died a long time ago, but I gritted my teeth and persevered.

The confidence I insist on lies in the body that has been honed for more than 20 years, and the strong recovery power, the initial battle is only about the means, and in the end, it is a contest of willpower.

One person, a contest with the will of more than fifty people.

When I got to the back, my consciousness was almost blurred, and when I had a feeling that I was about to sleep for a long time when I closed my eyes, I finally felt that the figures around me had become scarce, and none of the yellow turban wrestlers who covered the sky and the sun were gone, and there were piles of corpses and wounded people under my feet, and a few staggering guys showed a frightened face on their faces, and shouted loudly as if they had collapsed: "Devil, you are a devil......"

In the end, the person who couldn't hold back was the other party, and the remaining people finally knew that they were scared and fled in shock, but at this moment, a stiff figure stopped in front of them, and with a slight wave of his hand, those people were like paper paste, their chests were hollowed out, and then the beating heart appeared in the man's hand, and then it was stuffed into his mouth.

I sat in the pile of corpses, panting, the world in my eyes began to become blurry, watching the few collapsed guys finally be killed one by one, and then Li Cang, who was in Cheng Yang's body, took half of his heart, walked up to me with a bloody face, squatted down, and handed it to me in a friendly manner: "Are you tired?" Eat a bite ......."

At this moment, I didn't even have the strength to hold the sword, and I couldn't say weakly: "Don't eat!" ”

Li Cang smiled disdainfully, finished biting in three or two bites, licked the blood off his hand, and said with a smile: "Ignorant mortals can never understand the delicious taste that beats their hearts. ”

After saying that, he asked again, "Almost bothered?" ”

I nodded, not having the strength to speak again, while Li Cang grabbed my neck and said calmly, "Okay, give it back to me." ”

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