Chapter Ninety-Eight

Ming Xuan stood in place, took off the Yaoqin on his body, and threw it into Su Ying's arms behind him in a dashing manner. He himself took out the fan in his arms, opened it suddenly, and then shook it gently, smiling lightly.

The gold-rimmed fan lined him with a handsome jade.

After the opposing soldier stared at him for a while, a fire crossbow shot out from the array on one side, and the flames rushed straight towards Ming Xuan.

Lightning and flint kung fu, lightning speed.

Ming Xuan's footsteps drew half a circle, and he turned sideways to avoid it slightly. The fire crossbow fell into the abyss behind him, and after a moment's effort, a loud rumbling sound came from under the cliff.

The fireballbowmen opened the battle, lined up at the forefront of the military formation, and pulled the fire-ballested crossbow bowstring that had been lit with fire twist in their hands, and the bowstring was tenth.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of breaking the air was endless, and several fire crossbows shot towards Ming Xuan together in a surrounding shape, like fireworks shot out together, a scene like a golden snake dancing wildly.

It's just that everyone is grinning, barking on fangs, spitting letters, just waiting for someone to be careless, and they will easily go up and take his life.

Ming Xuan's smile did not change, his body moved slightly, and he jumped high without touching the ground, flipping dexterously and keenly in the air.

In an instant, dozens of fire crossbows collided under him, and the explosion shook the sky. Slow for a moment, I'm afraid that at this time I am already in a different place.

Before the smoke cleared, the second wave of fire crossbows had already been shot by the crossbowmen towards Ming Xuan in the air.

Unable to borrow strength in the air, Ming Xuan squinted his eyes slightly, his face was slightly grim, and he took another breath, and lightly kicked his left foot on the fire crossbow arrow that had arrived in front of him, and with the strength of four or two thousand catties, the relay turned backwards, and took off in the air in a dashing manner, landing on the ground in front of Su Ying.

The second wave of firebolts in the sky failed to hit the target as expected, but collided again with a terrible loud bang.

The dust on the entire ground shook with it.

Only the fire crossbow that was lightly stepped on by Ming Xuan was annihilated without crashing into a pile of fire crossbows—the fire crossbow changed direction after this point, and shot towards the pursuers on the other side of the encirclement.

Seeing that the fire crossbow arrows arrived in front of them, these heron soldiers knew the power of this, and immediately panicked and retreated backwards in a hurry.

The helpless formation has already been formed, and behind him are all soldiers who are waiting for the battle, and there are still soldiers behind the soldiers, lined up in rows, shoulder to shoulder, there is no space at all, how can you say retreat.

It is said that there are countless changes, but in fact, they have happened in a short moment.

The fire crossbow hit the ground with a "boom" sound.

The surrounding soldiers who didn't have time to retreat all counted, and for a while, there were countless casualties and screams. A hole appeared in the encirclement in an instant.

Another round of fire crossbows fired, and after Ming Xuan smiled, he stepped forward and rose into the air, his body as light as a swallow.

In the air, he kicked several fire crossbows one after another with his toes, and the force and direction were just right. Either the fire crossbow in the middle of the road was thrown in the wrong direction, or it rushed towards the neat army.

When the fire crossbow exploded, it was impossible to say, but the fire twist burned fast or slowly. If you want to make contact with the body of the arrow, you must grasp the timing, if it is early, you will not be able to hit the later fire crossbow; If it's too late, I'm afraid I will be blown to pieces, and there will be no bones left.

It can be seen that this Ming Xuan's kung fu is precise and tight.

Riots began in the army.

The invincible fire crossbow attacked repeatedly to no avail, and the flying dragon general in the array also saw that these two people were not soft persimmons, they were not pinched casually, and they were caught when they said they were caught. Wei Yi groaned and said, "The fire crossbowman retreats, and the crossbowman steps forward." The crossbowman releases arrows to contain and assist the crossbowman's attack. ”

This is clearly a well-trained team. As soon as the military order came out, it changed very quickly. After just a few breaths, the crossbowmen in the back row, who were more numerous, rushed to the front, and the fireballistmen bent back. In just a few moments, a brand-new formation was formed.

On the battlefield, the ever-changing formation is the guarantee of success.

Otherwise, the Horse Leather Shroud will only be an empty joke.

The Wyvern General raised his hand—and all the crossbowmen pulled their bowstrings.

Ming Xuan narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous look of the world, and looked at the Flying Dragon General lightly.

Although he had experienced a hundred battles, General Feilong still had a moment of hesitation at the moment when he looked at Shang Mingxuan.

His instincts, from countless battlefield fights, told him that this was a more dangerous figure than every previous one. Even Su Ying could feel the cold and threatening aura emanating from Ming Xuan's body.

This is the emperor who dominates the immortal world.

General Feilong hesitated for a moment, but still put down his raised hand and said, "Release the arrow!" ”

In an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired.

The sky seemed to be dark for a moment, and everywhere as far as the eye could see, bows and arrows glittered with cold lights. In just a moment, Ming Xuan's long hair flew, obviously the protective true qi filled his body.

There is no rise, no fall, no joy and sorrow, no sorrow and joy.

The bow and arrow shot in front of Ming Xuan with a flick of his fingers, but they all bounced off before they could touch him. He is like an immortal Shura on the battlefield, with a bright yellow boy shirt and a gorgeous cruelty.

With his clothes flying, his long hair fluttering, and a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, Ming Xuan jumped up lightly and kicked the fire crossbow mixed in countless crossbow arrows towards the surrounding army.

The explosion sounded everywhere, and huge pillar-shaped tongues of fire rose everywhere, like giant trees rising into the sky, flying tongues of fire in all directions, spreading lush scarlet branches and leaves, and the huge canopy instantly bloomed the most, engulfing many soldiers who had no time to react.

"General......" An adjutant general behind General Feilong stepped forward, and the look between his eyebrows was obviously unexpected.

The battlefield is brutal, and what it means to be ahead of the curve This battle-hardened Wyvern General prides himself on knowing better than anyone else.

Raising his hand to stop the lieutenant general, the middle-aged man frowned, looked at the invincible Ming Xuan on the battlefield, and calmly analyzed: "This method seems to be effective, but it is not a long-term solution!" After a long time, his talisman qi was excessively consumed, and he naturally broke it. Now it just depends on whether he has a lot of real power, or if they have more crossbow arrows. ”

Su Ying let the medicinal power of "Inch Broken Green Silk" fill the range of ten steps around him. Watching Ming Xuan become more and more courageous, Su Ying couldn't help frowning, this method, Rao is really full of amazing strength, and he can't withstand this kind of excessive consumption.

was worried, but saw Ming Xuan turn around in the air, turned around and smiled at Su Ying: "Is the beauty moved?" ”

Su Ying silently withdrew all his worries and continued to watch this thrilling battle.

"If you're moved, help me!" Ming Xuan was obviously anxious.

Su Ying sighed lightly, and used the inch broken green silk to break the exposed arrow body. Although the arrow was broken, it added to the numb back that was almost painful.

Su Ying gritted her teeth, put the piano on the ground on the edge of the cliff, and walked towards the battlefield that was already close to white-hot.

Seeing that Su Ying also joined the battle, many soldiers took a few steps back like frightened birds, obviously frightened by Ming Xuan's invincible fighting style, thinking that this young man was also very skilled.

Su Ying smiled faintly, quickened his pace, and walked towards the army in front of the formation. Su Ying's improved inch of broken green silk may not be as gorgeous as Ming Xuan's body protection, but it is definitely practical.

The soldiers in front of the formation held iron spears and spears, and waited for the man who was slowly walking towards him. Some of the crossbowmen had already shot their bows and arrows towards Su Ying's side, sharing the pressure on Ming Xuan's side.

Su Ying's gaze searched the crowd for the fire crossbowman. Let them enter the range of his broken green silk one by one.

The heron soldiers who faced this seemingly soft man were still puzzled - this man seemed weak, but none of the sharp arrows and fire crossbows shot over could get ten steps in front of him, but he had no other further movements, and all the soldiers had to wait for the opponent's further movements in line with the battle policy of "the enemy does not move, I will not move".

Until the two fire crossbowmen behind them, who were under layers of protection, screamed and fell. A shallow wound came out of his throat, which happened to cut the blood vessel, and the blood flowed profusely.

All the soldiers immediately tensed their nerves, wary of the invisible hidden weapon they had guessed. But there was nothing. Some, only, the other three firebowmen fell one by one.

Before they fell, their pale faces were confused, confused, and desperate.

What the army is most afraid of is the wavering of the soldier's heart, once there is a trace of something that the soldier cannot understand, no matter how brave the veteran will be, he will have doubts, or retreat.

Su Ying pressed forward step by step, admiring the doubts burning in their pupils, and laughing more and more evilly.

He ...... He's magical! I don't know who shouted first, and the platoon of soldiers facing Su Ying retreated faster, and soon a depression appeared in the formation. Faintly feeling that someone was invading behind him, Su Ying didn't look back, just raised his hand, and made a movement with their demonic thoughts, and his light palm cut through the air.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the man's raised hands, the apricot-colored ribbon flying high, the wind ruffled his long hair, revealing a face stained with black dust but a delicate silhouette could be seen, and the corners of his mouth that were gently raised.

The soldiers watched as the two comrades behind the man, who were tiptoeing with spears, fell limply, with a shallow wound in their throats.

"Hex! Black art! Countless people began to whisper one after another, and the spear in their hands began to be unstable.

Su Ying reached out and pulled the long hair hanging down from her shoulders and lowered her eyes slightly.

I guessed it right. I am indeed from the demon world, since you are so powerful and so well-trained, I will peel off your brave and fearless and victorious coat layer by layer in front of the generals who are proud of you, and see if you have the ability or your own side!

"Whoever bewitches the people and disturbs the morale of the army, I will send him to the king of Hades first! Those who retreat, shoot and kill! A strong and lofty voice came from behind the formation, and Su Ying narrowed his eyes - it was the Flying Dragon General.

All right! He killed this man first! What a shock to the hearts of these sergeants!

The soldiers looked at the man in the midst of ten thousand arrows and smiled a little seductively, one hand behind his back, and his gaze swept over the soldiers in the first row. The soldiers in the first row suddenly couldn't help but shiver.

Su Ying held the dagger in the palm of his hand, and his eyes slowly swept over the crossbowmen in the first row. As far as the eye could see, with the medicinal power of the broken green silk, he saw the blood sealing his throat and killed him with a knife. One by one, the crossbowmen fell under the astonished gaze of those around them.

Yu Guang saw that Ming Xuan's side had preliminarily ended the fire crossbow battle and turned to hand-to-hand combat. Ming Xuan took an iron gun that he snatched from the other party, and swept a large area back and forth in a few rounds.

Su Ying turned his gaze back, and said clearly to the soldiers who were not sure, "Aren't you still on it?" ”

Melee attacks are far easier to deal with than a salvo of arrows. There were only five or six people fighting against Su Ying at one time, but it was even more exhausting to fire ten thousand arrows.

All the attacks were easily defused by the man, and the Wyvern General couldn't help but frown - these two people seemed to have terrifying abilities, and they were unique in appearance and temperament, and they had never seen them before, did this mean that they also had terrible backgrounds?

If that's the case, then it's not as simple as catching the murderer! Within the Five Realms, there are always some people who cannot be excused. Once offended, defeat is a small matter, but a disaster to the country is a big matter, and this is not something that you can afford.

After hesitating, the man took a few more steps closer and closer to him. General Feilong's heart immediately sank, holding the sword at his waist, and waited without saying a word.

The medicinal power of the broken green silk was being consumed, and Su Ying shrank the attack range to seven steps and continued to move forward. He is not a person who practices martial arts, his physical strength is not as good as Ming Xuan, and he is even inferior to these ordinary soldiers. I have been concentrating all my thoughts, and I have done my hand several times, and even my body is slightly tired, and my mind cannot maintain the clear clarity that it had before, but it is still sober.

Seeing that the general was in front of him, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers who dared to step forward to block it, Su Ying silently retracted all his expressions and just looked at him lightly. The hands clenched fiercely, and the nails dug deep into the flesh.

Maybe you are a talent, but as long as you don't die, you and Mingxuan have no way out!

Therefore, you must die!

Because, I want to live.

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish.

Standing ten steps in front of him, Su Ying waited for him with his hands.

"Ahh