Chapter 58: Breaking the Mirror

Suddenly, his heart was full of anger, and the sword yuan in the sea of dantian qi suddenly surged to the meridians of his body, and a kind of anger mixed with irritability and anxiety made his face deformed, looking hideous and terrifying. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, no one noticed that Zhuo Zangfeng quickly removed the water bladder from his horse and drank it in one go, trying to suppress the raging anger in his heart.

Thinking of "goodness is like water", I silently recited in my heart: "It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes", tossing and turning for a long time, and the emotions gradually calmed down.

The sword yuan in the dantian qi sea gradually calmed down with his emotions, and at this time, the qi sea seemed to be a calm lake, and under the lake was suppressed the vigorous anger.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhuo Zangfeng understood that he couldn't beat the other party, not to mention these two people, even any disciple of the Liuyun Sect could easily defeat him.

His hand did not hold the hilt of his sword, which he thought was a very weak demonstration, nor did he take off his bow and arrow, and he would never have fired a feathered arrow without the certainty of a single blow.

He thought of the snow wolf in Qifeng Mountain, the two cultivators who had cultivated deeply and ruthlessly, and remembered that they were close at hand, and he decided to wait for the opportunity, just like dealing with that cunning snow wolf.

After more than a year, he had grown taller, and although his appearance had not changed much, the two fellows did not recognize him, not even his wooden box, which was originally very conspicuous, and was now tied to the horse's back.

In order to test the truth and the truth, Zhuo Zangfeng deliberately crossed his horse to ask Duan Chen for water.

Duan Chen reluctantly threw a junior brother's water bladder to him, and explained with a wry smile to the two who had just joined.

One of the two is named Zhou Zaizhi, and the other is surnamed Liu Chuwei, who belongs to the peripheral disciples of the Liuyun Sect, and is responsible for exploring the good medicine and exotic beasts in the famous mountains and rivers everywhere.

That time, I met Liu Daci in Qifeng Mountain, and when I went up the mountain to hunt wolves with Liu Gongzi, I killed a teenager by the way, but they didn't take it to heart, and they still remembered half a point about his appearance.

Seeing that they had no impression, Zhuo Zangfeng felt a little relieved, rode over, and saw that Huiyue was still unable to decide, and couldn't help but say: "Go straight up the mountain along this deep valley, don't care about the north and south roads." ”

Huiyue closed the map, frowned slightly, and said, "There is no road straight ahead, can't you see it?"

Zhuo Zangfeng looked up at the snow on the peak, pulling the reins with one hand and pointing to the place where his eyes were looking at with the other, "But looking for a beautiful hairpin", you look at the snow on the peak, isn't it just like a hairpin inserted in a woman's cloud temples?"

Huiyue stared at it for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "You doll is very smart! ”

When Jiang Zhonghu heard this, he came over on horseback and said, "Leave a few people to guard the horses and chariots, and the others climb the mountain on foot." Do you think it's a good fit?"

Huiyue nodded and agreed, Jiang Zhonghu went to arrange for his own people, Zhuo Zangfeng was about to take the opportunity to rest, but was about to get off the horse when he heard a slight vibration from the ground, and looked at Huiyue, only to see that the nun had a calm face, but she didn't notice the abnormality around her.

Zhuo Zangfeng held the hilt of his sword in his hand, stared closely at the source of the sound, and reminded Jiang Zhonghu loudly.

The ground shook louder and louder, but if you listened closely, there was a loud rhythmic sound in the midst of the tremors.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and a giant beast walked slowly towards here.

Zhuo Zangfeng carefully identified and found that this huge guy had the body of a fierce tiger, but it was the size of a cow, and the markings on his body were not tiger stripes, but similar to a leopard. It's just that its white fangs are exposed, and it looks extremely fierce.

Its huge feet stepped on the ground, and the rubble flew and the sound waves from the vibration spread out in all directions, and with each step, the mountains on all sides responded, and the red light of the fire appeared in its eyes.

The guards had never seen such a tall object, and they all looked shocked.

Although Zhou Zaizhi and Liu Chuwei are well-informed, it is the first time they have encountered such a huge tiger, and after thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Zaizhi gasped.

"It's a broken mirror!"

Broken mirror is also known as the roe deer, the body is slightly smaller than the tiger and leopard, but the temperament is more ferocious, the cub is born to eat the male deer, and then after the sun and the moon nourishment, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the body grows, and gradually becomes a behemoth, the tiger, leopard, wolf and bear see all the wind and escape.

Huiyue has practiced for many years, so she naturally knows the origin of this beast, Zhuo Zangfeng took off her bow and arrow, and the arrow was aimed at the broken mirror that the dragon was slowly looking at.

These guards were all battle-hardened soldiers, and seeing the giant beast coming slowly, they were not afraid, and they were divided into several teams under the command of Jiang Zhonghu.

The first team of ten people drew their bows and arrows, and once the broken mirror approached the range of the bow and arrows, it sent out a rain of arrows; the second team of ten people surrounded the princess's chariot in case the broken mirror injured the princess; and left the Liuyun Sect to defend around the frame as the last barrier.

As for Zhuo Zangfeng, no one pays attention to him, in the eyes of the guards, it is good that he can protect himself, and he still doesn't have to worry about this stupid boy to protect others.

Huiyue, who is the most unfathomable in strength, except for Her Royal Highness the Princess, who dares to command her, so let it be.

The princess's carriage and the carriage of the two palace maids were one after the other, Zhuo Zangfeng was in the middle of the two carriages, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the calm nuns, the panicked palace maids were so frightened that they hid in the car and did not dare to make a sound, and the old coachman who drove the palace maid's carriage picked up a strange knife from the wheel, his white hair was flying, and he looked like he was not afraid.

The broken mirror is like a king inspecting the territory, the mood is leisurely, the flame in his eyes looks very tame, it stares at the crowd in front of it, and still walks unhurriedly.

Each step caused the ground to tremble beneath its feet, and the closer it got to it, the more severe the tremor became, until a crack was opened in the road ahead by the force of its foot, and it was within range of the bow and arrow.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Jiang Zhonghu took the lead in shooting an arrow at the broken mirror eye, and then the sound of the guards' dense feather arrows breaking through the air was heard in the air.

The feather arrow that flew out first hit the tiger's eyes impartially, and just when Jiang Zhonghu thought it was done, the broken mirror suddenly opened its big mouth, revealing snow-white teeth, and let out a thunderous roar.

Jiang Zhonghu's confident feather arrow suddenly turned into a flash of fire and suddenly disappeared, and the feather arrows that were shot at the tiger's body one after another fell one after another under this roar, falling into the dust.

"Roaring and Gu, what is this feather arrow? The cowardly have long been frightened!"

Huiyue looked at Zhuo Zangfeng's surprised expression and reminded with a slight mockery.

At this time, the broken mirror is getting closer and closer, but his speed is also getting faster and faster, and when the third round of arrow rain is ineffective and breaks on the ground, the huge head of the broken mirror is crooked, the bloody mouth is opened, and the earth-shattering roar is released.

Like a strong wind in the sky, the bowstring of the first layer of guards broke silently in the whistle, and the nasal cavity was numb from the smell of the fishy smell in the whistling, and the trachea of the eyes seemed to be poured into the chili pepper.

They clung to their long knives with the instinct of battle, and closed their eyes in the wind, but none of them retreated.

Seeing through the mirror, one of the guards pounced, raised the long knife in his hand, and ran over without fear, slashing down with all his strength in the flying sand and rocks.

However, he couldn't run as fast as the broken mirror, and when he slashed it, it was already destined to be the last knife of his life.

The broken mirror had already crossed the top of his head at this moment, and the thick tail in mid-air swept out, just sweeping his head, how huge the force was, like a watermelon being slashed with an iron rod, and it immediately bloomed.

The iron helmet on his head clattered to the ground.

Zhuo Zangfeng saw that the solid iron helmet had long since deflated.

The ferocious Broken Mirror's mountain-like body swooped down on the two guards guarding the periphery at lightning speed, and they didn't even have a chance to scream, so they disemboweled.

The rest of the guards did not flinch, raising their long knives and slashing them down one after another.

The knives in their hands were haphazard, but there was no doubt that everyone used all their strength, and even if they couldn't cut and break the mirror, then they might be able to snatch back the corpses of their comrades.

It is this kind of bravery, this spirit of reluctance in flesh and blood, that the Tang army can be invincible and majestic in the world.

However, Broken Mirror ignored the long knives that had been cut off, and his mouth was slightly raised, and the head of one of the guards was caught in his mouth, and then Broken Mirror's neck moved, and the whole head was swallowed into his abdomen.

At the moment when the guards were fighting to the death with Broken Mirror, Jiang Zhonghu remained silent, just drew his bow and arrows, and shot arrow by arrow at the weakest place of Broken Mirror's body.

His archery skills were not in vain, and under his fierce and ferocious feathered arrows, the momentum of the Broken Mirror attack was somewhat relieved.

Although ordinary feather arrows can't hurt him, they will also cause a certain amount of lethality if they are shot in the eyes, on the nostrils that are not protected by hair, and in the soft places under the throat.

What's more, Jiang Zhonghu is the hardest longbow in the army, not only heavy feathers and arrows, but also first-class in strength and speed.

When he shot the first arrow, he knew how hard the broken mirror's flesh was, and when he saw the guards' feathered arrows bounce off the broken mirror's body, he knew that he had to deal with the weakest part of the beast.

So he concentrated and meditated, arrow after arrow, and the arrow did not miss.

At this moment, four feather arrows had been inserted into the soft flesh part of the broken mirror's neck, and the blood was dripping, Jiang Zhonghu recognized this part and kept sending out feather arrows.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at it, and he was already itching. His hands gripped his arched back tightly, suppressing the heat in his heart.

Seeing the arrows flying in the air and hearing the sound of the feathered arrows breaking through the air, he wanted to pull the bowstring comfortably, even if there was no target and no prey, he could feel a great sense of satisfaction.

As he went, he tugged on the empty string countless times, and then listened carefully to the humming of the bowstring, and many of the guards laughed at him, thinking that he didn't know how to shoot arrows, but was just pretending to be a marksman.

Jiang Zhonghu shook his head again and again when he saw his posture holding the bow, even Huiyue thought that this kid was too boring when she saw his move.

Along the way, he either listened to the empty sound of the bowstring, or silently recited the "Commentary on the Sword Cultivation Zhuangzi". These two things can restore his irritability, especially when his heart is on fire.

At this time, the guards on the periphery were all dead and wounded, although Jiang Zhonghu shot the broken mirror from time to time, but it did not cause much damage to the beast.

There were a total of six people in the Liuyun Sect at this time, seeing that the guards were seriously injured, and remembering the responsibility he carried, Duan Chen drew out his long sword and shouted, "Everyone go up together, and the other guards retreat!"