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Chapter 847

"I heard it, I heard it!" the Sichuan soldier walked out of the corner with his pants in his hand, and then picked up the spear that had fallen to the ground, and muttered something as he walked out of the alley.

Seeing that he was fine, several Sichuan soldiers sighed together, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Ah Fu, you *** just ***, why did you throw the weapon back?"

"I can't be blamed for standing by the wall and falling!" said the Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu impatiently.

After standing in the crowd for a while, Ah Fu said to a few companions around him: "My little brother from the same township is in the 15th Corps, I'll go over and take a look." ”

"What time is it, you still want to see your fellow countryman? look, the captain is over there!" a Sichuan soldier whispered, his eyes drifting diagonally forward.

Ah Fu raised his eyes and looked at it, his little eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled and said, "The captain is over there, I'll go from this side, it's okay, I'll come back when I look at it." The 15th Corps is in front, who knows if I will be able to see a living person after this battle. ”

Hearing him say this, several Sichuan soldiers around him sighed. In fact, the Sichuan soldiers were not willing to come to the country of wind to fight, the long journey of thousands of miles, not to mention the hard work all the way, the climate of the country of wind also made them very uncomfortable, but the king's order was difficult, they could only obey orders.

"Go and go back quickly, hide from the captain, don't let the captain see it, or you'll feel good." ”

"I know. Ah Fu answered, avoiding the captain's side and walking forward from the other side.

The streets were full of Sichuan soldiers and Zhen soldiers, and Ah Fu walked against the walls, trying not to attract the attention of others. When he reached the 15th Corps of the Sichuan Army, he did not stop, but continued to move forward.

The corps at the forefront of the 150,000 Sichuan Zhen coalition army was the Seventh Corps of the Sichuan State. In the regular Central Army of the Sichuan State, the strength of each corps can be judged by ranking. The corps in the top 10 is the strongest, followed by the tenth, the twentieth again, and so on, the corps outside the 100th is basically the reserve army, most of them are old, young, sick and disabled, and their combat effectiveness is extremely poor.

When it came to the Seventh Corps, the military appearance of the Sichuan army was obviously different, each helmet was bright and bright, and the spirit was full of energy, and if you looked carefully, the soldiers among them were all in the prime of life over twenty years old and under thirty years old, burly and stout, and even the weapons they used were one size bigger than the other legions.

At this time, Ah Fu subconsciously slowed down his speed, walked more carefully, leaned against the wall, and tried not to touch the Sichuan soldiers next to him, at the same time, he looked forward, and when he saw Dou Kui, who was in the front of the Seventh Corps, riding a tall horse, and standing beside many Sichuan generals and Zhen generals, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He didn't dare to continue to look ahead, and if he got closer, the aura emanating from his body might attract the attention of Kawasho and Zhenjiang, which was the last thing he wanted to happen.

He silently calculated the distance between himself and Dou Kui in his heart, and nodded secretly, this was already within the range of his shots. While he was pondering what to do, a Sichuan soldier next to him looked him up and down a few times, and then asked in a deep voice, "Hey, which regiment are you from?"

Ah Fu blinked and said, "I'm from the Forty-ninth Corps." ”

"Forty-nine Corps?" the Chuan soldier wondered, "Isn't the Forty-Ninth Corps behind?

Ah Fu smiled awkwardly and said, "I heard that General Liao Sheng Liao and General Jiang Fan of the Wind Country had a fight, so I came over to take a look." ”

The Sichuan soldier's eyebrows immediately raised, his eyes widened, and he reprimanded in a cold voice: "This is in front of the two armies, do you think this is a place where you can walk around casually?

"Hey, I said brother, if you have something to say, why do you scold people?" Ah Fu raised his voice and said dissatisfiedly.

"When did I scold you......"

"You can scold people at will! I don't think you're very good, how did your corps commander teach you?

His words were not small, at least enough for the nearby Sichuan soldiers to hear them clearly. Standing in the Seventh Corps but scolding the Seventh Corps, this is simply not knowing life or death, no matter which corps it is replaced, it will definitely not be able to stand it, not to mention that Ah Fu is just an ordinary soldier.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a hula, and more than a dozen people came around and surrounded him.

"Boy, you have a kind of say it again!" shouted a man with the surname Qing *** in the crowd.

"What? Are you bullying people now? Your Seventh Corps is just trying to make a name for itself, but it's actually a bunch of bears!haha-" Ah Fu squinted at the Sichuan soldiers around him and laughed loudly.

The eyes of the dozen or so Sichuan soldiers around him were about to burst into flames, if they weren't on the battlefield at this time, they would have done it a long time ago, but the strict military discipline of the Sichuan army made them suppress the anger in their hearts.

No one moved, no one replied, people just stared at him.

Ah Fu muttered in his heart, raised his hand to point at everyone, and said arrogantly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get too close to you bastards, you have to stick to my bad luck!"

He repeatedly made insulting remarks, and there were really people in the Sichuan soldiers who couldn't stand it. Just now he opened his mouth to question the one who roared angrily: "Boy, you beg to beat!" As he spoke, he raised his fist and slammed it towards Ah Fu's face.

He was fast, and Ah Fu's speed was not satisfied, and the latter raised his fist and hit back against the opponent's fist.

There was a click in the ear chakra, and the fists of the two slammed together, Ah Fu didn't do anything, but the Sichuan soldier who punched first screamed, fell to the ground on his back, holding his arm, and rolled on the ground in pain.

The hearts of the surrounding people trembled, and they hurriedly looked down, and after seeing it clearly, their faces changed, it turned out that the metacarpal bones of the Sichuan soldier were shattered, and the five fingers were twisted unsightly, and even his arm bones were broken, and Bai Sensen's bones pierced his skin and clothes, and were supported outside the body.

When two fists collided, one person was injured like this, and the other party was still human? Could it be that his fist was made of iron?

Before the Sichuan soldiers came to their senses, they provoked the incident and injured people, but the evil man of Ah Fu sued first, and screamed: "Oh no, the mongrels of the Seventh Corps have killed people, help——"

He let go of his voice and shouted, not to mention that most of the people in the Seventh Corps heard it, even Dou Kui heard it, he frowned, glanced back, and saw that the middle section of the Seventh Corps was in a mess, and the noise continued, he said in a deep voice: "General Wang Peng, you go and see what is going on behind, why is it so messy?"

"Yes!" the Sichuan general named Wang Peng intervened, turned the horse's head, and walked back, and the other Sichuan generals and Zhen generals also turned their heads one after another, stretched their necks to look around, trying to see what was going on.

But at this moment, a black mist suddenly spread around Ah Fu's body, who was surrounded by many Sichuan soldiers, and then, his body disappeared, and when he reappeared, the person had appeared under the belly of Dou Kui's war horse.

The generals of the river, the Zhen generals, including Dou Kui himself, all felt the fluctuation of spiritual pressure, and also noticed that there was an extra person under Dou Kui's horse's abdomen, but before people could come to their senses, Ah Fu under the horse's belly suddenly ejected on the spot like a spring. Just heard a bang, his body hit the belly of the war horse, its strength was so great, the war horse and the horse Dou Kui lifted more than half a meter high, Dou Kui screamed, lost his balance, fell off the war horse on his back, his body was still in the process of falling, Ah Fu swung a hand knife in the air, click, Dou Kui's body was split in two in the air, and the two corpses both fell to the ground, blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

It's slow, but it's fast, it's just a split second.

Poor Sichuan General Dou Kui, he didn't even see who the enemy was, he was confused and died, and he was cut open from the center and died a tragic death.

Looking at Dou Kui's body divided into two, the surrounding Sichuan generals and Zhen generals were dumbfounded, stunned for a moment, people subconsciously screamed, turned their heads and looked again, a Sichuan soldier stood among the generals, this is nothing, the peculiar thing is that one of his arms has completely turned into a long knife, thin and long, black, exuding an eerie black light.

Beads of blood, dripping from the tip of the knife to the ground.

The generals woke up like a dream, and some of the generals of the Zhen Army shouted: "Shadow ***!

Ah Fu sneered, leaned down, and drilled out along the gap between the generals' horses.

"Avenge the general! Can't let him run away!" The eyes of the Sichuan generals were red, and one of them rode his horse in spite of it, and chased him from behind Ah Fu, and the spirit spear went straight to his heart.

Ah Fu reacted very quickly, as if he had eyes behind his back, his body shrunk into a ball, and rolled to the side, not only avoiding the edge of the opponent's spirit spear, but also letting go of the war horse that was rushing straight away.

However, at this moment of delay, several Sichuan generals and Zhen generals rushed to the front, surrounded Ah Fu, and the spirit spear and spirit knife fell towards him.

At the critical moment, Ah Fu's body emitted a black mist and disappeared again, and then, the person had flashed outside the encirclement of the enemy.

He wanted to run, but the red-eyed Chuan General and Zhen General chased after him, ran out of less than two steps, and was caught up by the enemy general, this time Ah Fu stopped running, stood in place, looked at the surrounding enemy generals, enemy soldiers, and laughed loudly on his back, and then, the body began to vaporize, and even the people and clothes instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, drifting towards the houses next to the main street.

"Hurry up and follow the spiritual mist and find the assassin's body!" An experienced general immediately judged that it was a dark spiritual cultivator who dispersed the shadow*** and collected the spiritual energy back into his body, as long as he kept up with the spiritual mist, he could also find the true body of the other party.

Under the reminder of the Zhen general, the Sichuan generals who were still a little stunned shouted one after another, urging the horses to chase after the spiritual fog.

This Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu has actually been killed by Tang Yin, Tang Yin has already burned his soul and sucked Ah Fu, and released a dark shadow***, turned into Ah Fu's appearance, and blended into the Sichuan soldiers. It's a pity that the Sichuan soldiers are not spiritual cultivators, so they can't detect the changes in Ah Fu, and they can't feel the aura he exudes, so as a result, Tang Yin's shadow *** has been mixed up near Dou Kui, and he suddenly made a move and killed him.

This is the terrifying thing about the secret spiritual cultivators of the Inner Sect, which is impossible to guard.