The five red-armored soldiers returned to their main formation, first changing positions with each other, and then splitting out nine of them to form a triangular formation.

On each side of the triangle there are four soldiers, as well as a conductor in the center.

The commander was the thinnest among the nine, but his eyes flashed with a shrewdness that others didn't have, according to Qin Mo's experience, the more this kind of seemingly inconspicuous guy, the more careful he been, otherwise it would be easy to be deceived by the other party with a false appearance, and then suffer a big loss.

The triangular formation advanced towards him with four people on one side, he controlled the floating case with his left hand, took two steps back until the light illuminated the edge of the area, dipped the brush in his right hand and dipped the ink, and quickly wrote the word "arrow" on the rice paper.

The handwriting flashed and turned into dozens of sharp arrows in the sky.

This is the third realm of the word "arrow", and the name is called a hundred arrows.

The enemy was only three feet away from him, and with the slight movement of his pen, the sharp arrow shot at the opponent at the same time, making a whizzing sound that broke through the air.

Jingling!

The soldiers used their spears to pull away the sharp arrows, and as long as they were not going for the vital point, they did not care, and let the sharp arrows hit the armor and shoot them without blinking an eye.

Qin Mo put pen to paper again, this time writing the word "shield".

Because the enemy has already been killed in front of him, it is necessary to establish a defense first, although he has the seal of the overlord of Western Chu, but because there is no seal clay, it can only be used once an hour, so it is necessary to save it for the end and use it in the most dangerous time.

In the third realm of the word "shield", a strong shield-wielding armor soldier appeared again, standing in front of the floating case like an iron tower, glaring angrily.

The triangular formation continued to advance, and the four soldiers stabbed their spears at the same time, and the armorer slammed his shield horizontally, blocking the four sharp spear heads at the same time, making a metal collision sound.

The formation rotated, and the four soldiers on the other side stabbed their spears, and the armor again held their shields to block.

Qin Mo had already handed over the brush to his left hand, and the cyclone of [one heart and two uses] in the Wen Palace rotated rapidly, and the literary power was quickly generated, revealing the fingertips along the meridians of the arm, acting on the pen, and writing the word "stop" stroke by stroke.

By the time he had finished the final stroke, the shield-wielder was nearing the end of his crossbow when a soldier stabbed out his spear, and he vanished.

The word "stop" turned into a thick white mist, which instantly enveloped the triangular array of nine people, and the mist began to fade, showing a cocoon-like texture.

Nine soldiers were trapped inside, silk wrapped around their bodies, and although they tried to resist, they could not get out.

Qin Mo let out a long breath and wrote the third realm of the word "stop" with his left hand, which was an achievement that he could not achieve in the past, and since he had trapped the enemy, the chances of winning had also become greater.

Then hand the brush to the right hand, run to the other side with the floating case, distance yourself from the enemy, and then quickly dip the ink, put down the pen and start writing the word "hammer".

Halfway through his writing, the cocoon gradually began to change color, indicating that it would not last long.

He calmly wrote out this word completely, the more times like this, the more he can't be in a hurry, otherwise his efforts will be wasted.

As a result, the word "hammer" met the requirements of the third realm, turned into a spiked Bolang hammer, swirled in the sky and flew towards the enemy, through the rapidly fading silk mist, and smashed towards a soldier in the center on the left.

If it is replaced by someone else, the commander in the middle will definitely be chosen as the target of the attack.

Qin Mo had other considerations, in his opinion, it was not a big deal for the triangle array to lose its commander, because the space here was limited, and the opponent only needed to maintain the formation and attack in an orderly manner, and the combat effectiveness would basically not be affected.

Boom!

The red-armored soldier had just gotten rid of the entanglement of the word "stop", and before he could react, he was hit by a Bolang hammer weighing one hundred and twenty pounds, and his body flew upside down uncontrollably.

The Bolang hammer fell to the ground and vanished.

The soldier who was hit also fell heavily to the ground and completely fainted.

A gap appeared in the triangle formation, and the commander in the middle hurriedly turned around and stepped forward to fill the gap.

Qin Mo frowned slightly, this result was the same as he expected, reducing one member would not have much impact on the triangle array.

While controlling the movement of the floating case, he wrote the word "shield" with a pen, and the shield-wielding armor appeared again.

Then he used his left hand to write the word "broken", because of the many strokes of this word, in the end it only reached the second realm, although it was far from the expected value, but it was enough.

The handwriting turned into an angular stone, and under the control of his literary power, the stone first flew upward, and the soldiers raised their heads at the same time, and raised their spears diagonally, ready to meet them at any moment.

The stone flew to a height of several tens of meters, then fell vertically, and smashed towards the triangle in the acceleration of gravity.

The soldiers raised their spears at the same time, but the stones were directed towards the center of the formation.

This was originally the position of the commander, but it became empty because he stepped forward to fill the vacancy.

The stone landed more than three feet above the ground, and then exploded, a shock wave mixed with rubble hitting the soldiers, clanging against the armor.

The eight soldiers looked a little embarrassed, but they did their best to maintain their formation.

Bang!

The second sound of the word "break", the explosion force was more powerful than the last time, the soldiers were blown up and scattered, and even two people's spears flew out of their hands, and the formation was in chaos.

Qin Mo didn't care about the opponent's situation, but concentrated on writing with his right hand, and the last two strokes were left with one "rush".

At this time, the male voice sounded again: "You won." ”

Qin Mo stopped his pen in time, raised his head slightly, and saw the nine red-armored soldiers returning to the town, and the injuries they had suffered before also recovered in an instant.

"As usual, you can take a break for a cup of tea. ”

Qin Mo took a deep breath and said, "Just like last time, I don't need to rest. ”

This confidence comes from the abundance of Chinese in Wengong, taking advantage of the fact that he just won two games in a row, and just won the third game with one blow.

"As you wish, the third is the long whip formation, and all the soldiers will participate in the attack, and the time is one stick of incense. ”

A small copper incense burner appeared in the sky, and an eight-inch-long incense stick was inserted in the incense ash, slightly thinner than an ordinary bamboo stick, which could normally burn a cup of tea, and if he couldn't hold on until the incense stick was burned, he would end this journey to enlightenment.

As the words fell, twelve soldiers raised their spears at the same time and quickly formed a column.

The so-called long whip array, in fact, is an ordinary long snake array with a slight change, the biggest advantage of this array is that it is flexible and flexible, like a long whip, in a fixed area can quickly hit the target, so that the enemy has nowhere to hide.

Just as the Long Whip Formation was about to attack, on the other side of the field, the last grain of sand in the hourglass fell, and Wei Shu failed to break through the Yanling Formation composed of twelve black-armored soldiers, and then left the martial arts arena.

He glanced back with an unwilling face, and his figure began to blur until it disappeared completely.

Qin Mo wrote the word "shield" in the fastest time, then handed the pen to his left hand and wrote down the word "shield" as well.

As a result, he has two shield-wielding warriors by his side, and his defense has improved.

This time he intends to take a defensive position, as the old saying goes, there are only three things, and the difficulty of the third level will definitely be stronger than the first two.

Indeed, as soon as the long whip array was unfolded, the twelve red-armored soldiers moved at the same time, sweeping towards Qin Mo with the tip of the long whip.

The four soldiers stabbed their spears at the same time, the two armorers raised their shields to defend, and Qin Mo hid behind the shields and controlled the armorers to move to the right to avoid being surrounded by the other party.

After a dozen breaths, the body of one of the armor soldiers took on the characteristics of a void.

In fact, the two "shield" characters had reached the third realm, and Qin Mo deliberately let the armor warrior controlled by his right hand bear more attacks, and after it disappeared, he could use his right hand to write again.

After a while, he discovered the characteristics of the long whip formation, the farther the "whip" was thrown, the stronger the attack power, and when he couldn't shake it, it would affect his combat effectiveness.

Since this is the case, he took Fu Case and two armor soldiers to the center, and only need to hold this place, so that the opponent's attack distance can be shortened, making it difficult to deploy, and unable to exert the strongest combat power.

It turned out that he was right, and the twelve red-armored soldiers huddled together and collided with each other.

The two sides entered a stalemate, Qin Mo stabilized his position, and took the time to glance at the incense sticks in the sky.

There is still half of the incense stick left, and according to the current situation, you just need to stick to it and you will definitely win.

In fact, the opponent only needs to change the formation to reverse the unfavorable situation, or even rush up directly, and can easily defeat Qin Mo with a numerical advantage.

But they can't do that, they have to stay in formation.

Any formation has advantages and disadvantages, and when the advantages are highlighted, the combat effectiveness formed will naturally not be said, and winning more with less is a piece of cake; when the shortcomings are presented, they will also be fatal, and not only will they not be able to bring into play the most basic combat effectiveness, but they will become the result of dragging their feet.

Qin Mo's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, if he hadn't mastered [One Heart and Two Purposes], I believe he would have been defeated a long time ago, and now it is equivalent to two people joining forces to fight the enemy, so he naturally has the advantage.

The incense sticks burn very fast, and only the last half inch remains.

The red-armored soldiers became impatient, and there were obvious omissions in their formation.

This is an excellent opportunity to fight back, but Qin Mo is unmoved, he has held out for so long, victory is at hand, there is no need to take risks at this time, in case it is the trap of the other party, the previous efforts will be in vain.

The other party bought a few flaws one after another, but Qin Mo remained on the defensive until the last trace of incense burned out and the incense ash fell into the incense burner.

"It's time, congratulations, you've passed. ”

As the sound sounded, a stone staircase arched from the edge of the field, and the red-armored soldiers stepped back at the same time, lining up in the same way.

There was no expression on their faces, there was a world of difference from the impatience just now, this change in expression proved one point from the side, just now they were indeed luring the enemy to go deeper, if Qin Mo failed to stabilize, there was an eighty percent chance of being deceived.

Qin Mo put away his literary power, and the two shield-wielding armor warriors disappeared at the same time.

Call!

There was a whirlwind hanging in the Wen Palace, and he hurriedly checked it, it was a whirlwind that had not appeared before, while circling around the Star of the Holy Dao, it gradually formed a cyclone, and the shape was somewhat similar to that of Wen Dao Huixin, it was a zigzag composed of more than a dozen small cyclones.

He couldn't help but get excited, holding his breath and taking a closer look.

PS: Ladies and gentlemen, Lao Mo once again begged for collections and recommended votes, and I am grateful.