In Feng Xiaoxiao's life, he has experienced countless battles, faced the top masters, and also charged the most elite Mongolian cavalry, every time it will be of great benefit to cultivation, but in any case, it can't compare to this time.

After a whole night of sneaking in Jianglow, whether it is strength, physical strength, or even spirit, it has dropped to a very low level, but it is precisely like this, when facing Dugu Ba before, that unique state of mind suddenly came!

This is a state of mind that is close to entering the demon, and it can be blocked by the protection of the true qi of the immortal formula, and it can maintain the general without falling.

The hair hovers between life and death, the most secret, the most unpredictable potential of the human body is suddenly stimulated, like a pure and cold stream bubbling in the cracks of the rocks, although it is extremely subtle, but it is never extinct, although it is bit by bit, but it is all the essence!

Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to suddenly have a kind of predictive ability...... It is not the judgment that Dugu Jiujian is better than a sword without a sword, or even a metaphysics based on Yi Li, but a clear perception and a real experience.

The movements of the surrounding Wagang troops seemed to have become very slow, and the trajectory of the swords and spears seemed to be deep in the wind.

Feng Xiaoxiao reached out with some curiosity, grabbed a spearhead like a flower, and with a little force, the fine stainless steel spearhead turned into a delicate petal ravaged by a huge force, and the folds curled up into a ball.

The pear wood shaft behind the spear immediately trembled, and the internal force was phantom and manifest, bringing a visible agitation from the tip of the spear to the tail of the spear, until the man's hand.

This is a resolute-looking man, his eyes as big as copper bells are full of killing intent, but after this tremor, his big eyes are full of blood red, and he loses all his luster in an instant...... He didn't know he was dead yet. But he's dead.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be surprised, and his heart shook. The world is suddenly back to business as usual.

The shouting of killing, which had been elongated to a low level, suddenly shook into the ear bones, and seven or eight weapons quickly reached the body from all directions.

It is worthy of being the elite soldiers of the Wagang Army. All the moves are fought for life, there is no return, these are all moves refined in the bloody battlefield, simple, rough, no fancy, a knife handed out, either you die and I live, or I live and you die, and you have to fight is courage. Let's see who is more dead.

Although Feng Xiaoxiao fell out of the realm, after all, his martial arts were too much higher than them, so he was naturally not afraid, and with a loud shout, he conjured up a spear shadow that was clearly extinguished.

Seven or eight blades flew into the sky together, and so did the hand holding the blade!

Feng Xiaoxiao's spear severed the wrists of everyone who was close to him.

He couldn't help but be happy in his heart, the weapon trajectory he had just foreseen was really good!

This move seems to have the same effect as Dugu Jiujian's enemy attack, but the difficulty is as high as the abyss.

Dugu Nine Swords is a mysterious mental method to judge the flaws in the enemy's moves. Be the first to fight back.

But what if the other party has no flaws at all?

Indeed, as long as it is a move, there will be flaws, even if it is a multi-person siege. It is impossible for everyone to have the same mind, and there must be a precedence between each other's recruitment. There are flaws that can be broken one by one.

But the warriors who came down from the battlefield were different. The trust forged with blood again and again, and the tacit understanding that was exchanged for life again and again. It is by no means understandable to people in the rivers and lakes.

Between their moves and moves, although their strength and speed are not outstanding, they are full of momentum and close cooperation, which is tantamount to a person who has seven or eight hands, and moves together from different angles, which can be regarded as flawless.

If you want to fight with both hands and feet, unless you can make a move several times faster than them, it will naturally be difficult to resist.

Therefore, when it comes to martial arts, a hundred battle-hardened soldiers are not as good as ten good soldiers, but a few hundred well-trained soldiers can definitely easily defeat hundreds of good soldiers.

In this life, although the level of martial arts is very high, a slightly famous martial arts master should be able to fight against a hundred, but either by relying on profound skills to break it, or by relying on the amazing speed of guerrilla fighting, if in the face of a huge number of troops, the same helpless, never dare to fall into the formation, otherwise it will still be exhausted and die.

The realm that Feng Xiaoxiao experienced just now completely made up for this...... Everyone around him was so slow that it seemed to be stagnant, and the trajectory of his moves was so clear that even a fool could see it clearly.

This allowed Feng Xiaoxiao to easily kill everyone who came close to him with the least force and the fastest speed.

With his regeneration speed, he can ignore this consumption at all, and wait as if he is invincible until his physical strength is exhausted!

Unless they starve to death and die of thirst, no matter how many people can't do it.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, and the world seemed to be still, and in an instant, he killed thirteen or fourteen people, as if he was not surrounded by elite soldiers who had survived a hundred battles, but weeds in the wind, and they would be ambushed when they blew.

It is impossible to describe his excitement at the moment, even if he meets that unfathomable Shi Zhixuan again, he is confident that he will use this realm to compete with this world-famous evil king!

In contrast to Feng Xiaoxiao's excitement, it is the fear of the Wagang army, and no matter how bold it is, it will now be terrifying and frightened, and the stumps in front of him will only be flying around and bleeding, but they can't even see the shadow of the enemy.

Finally, someone shouted, suddenly threw down his weapon, turned and ran.

There were one and two, and the few or so who were left scattered soon fled.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't chase after him, after all, the cavalry at the entrance of the village was still there, as long as he was a little far away, he could rush to kill Dong Shuni in the house in an instant.

He turned the double-pointed soft spear in his hand and looked at Wang Bodang from afar, revealing a cold smile.

Wang Bodang couldn't help but shudder, but soon came back to his senses, after all, he was bringing cavalry, even if he couldn't fight, he could still escape, although he was afraid, he was not too panicked.

Feng Xiaoxiao pointed at the tip of his spear and shouted, "Do you want to get out?" ”

Wang Bodang's body on the horse shook for a while, even when Zhai Rang was still there, in terms of martial arts, he was the number three person in the Wagang Army, only under Zhai Rang and Li Mi, at the beginning, Zhai Rang had to send a maid to please him in order to win him over, Li Mi never dared to slack off on him, and he had never been so insulted.

Wang Bodang forcibly endured the anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Xiaoxiao, you don't want to be rampant, I have laid a net of heaven and earth within fifty miles around, no matter how good your martial arts are, it is difficult to fly." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't make a sound, and replied with the double-pointed soft spear, but fortunately, Wang Bodang did have amazing skills, and the distance was too far, so he turned sideways in time.

But behind him was a bloody path.

The three heads of the horses and the knight on the horse were strung together alive with their double-pointed spears, and the blood was mixed together, and they were not even able to die, and the horses neighed, and the scene was terrible.

Even Wang Bodang's chest was marked with blood, and it was a hot pain.

Feng Xiaoxiao clapped his hands carelessly, as if he had done a trivial matter, and said, "Do you want to get out?" (To be continued.) )