Chapter 60: Carrying two people, very tired

[Ran^Text^Library] [ ] The person who came sealed the quenching needle that was close at hand, and blocked the four shadows of the blade that broke the soul. : Music: Text: Novel 3w. し wxs520.com

But Hua Qian's knife, he is unavoidable.

The three knives were all pierced, and the people who came retreated, and they retreated quickly.

Hua Qiangu let go instead of drawing a knife. Because it will delay time. Delay yourself to get the mountain bow. You have to draw the bow and put the arrow on it. It all takes time.

Hua Qiangu abandoned the knife and took the bow, and just when the figure of the person who came had just become blurred, he shot two arrows in a row with a mountain bow.

It is a technique of connecting beads and crossing mountains.

The blurred figure resolidated, then knelt and fell.

Zhan Po Soul also came to him, slashing horizontally.

Another barbarian's head.

Zhan Po Soul asked, "Why is this barbarian so small?"

Zhuang Da's heart trembled and said: "This is the warrior among the barbarians, we call them martial barbarians." They are proficient in a form of shrinkage. The body can be big or small. ”

"I see, it's about speed. ”

Zhuang Da nodded.

"Take his head. I think I should be able to take more credit. ”

Zhuang Dana's hand on the head was trembling. He's afraid of this thing. Zhuang Da had just arrived at the barracks, and when he went out on his first mission, he met this martial man.

A martial artist killed all three squads. The half-meter-long scar on his chest was left by that one.

Gui Shouyi hadn't come back yet, Zhan Po Soul didn't wait, and rushed over directly with Hua Qiangu.

Since there is one martial artist coming, it is possible that two will come.

Zhan Po Soul guessed wrong, not two, but three.

The dead were also three.

Yu Yu, Shao Yu, and Zhu Shu are all dead.

The ghostly figures of three short barbarians kept wandering. Gui Shouyi and Yang Keran were back-to-back resisters.

Hua Qiangu wants to shoot arrows and break his soul to stop it.

"In such a situation, if you use a bow, you may be injured by mistake. ”

Hua Qiangu collected the bow with a knife.

The arrival of the two of them attracted the attention of the three martial artists.

A martial artist said, "Failed to spit flowers?"

Another said, "Of course, how else would they show up?"

The third barbarian said, "Let's run." ”

The sword that breaks the soul has arrived.

The biggest difference between the weapons of the Thousand Refinements and the weapons of the Hundred Refinements is that the weapons of the Hundred Refinements are either sharper, faster, or harder, and so on. Thousand-level weapons, all of the above.

The knife stabbing eighteen points knife technique is a quick knife technique, and it is used by the blue water knife. The speed has been accelerated by 30%.

No one will chase it, even if Zhan Po Soul gives an order, no one will chase it.

Zhan Po Soul has no intention of being chased. The retreat of the other party is nothing more than to let the people who have broken their souls scatter. The people of Zhuang Da and Da Niu have arrived.

That's what those three martial artists thought. No matter how fast your speed is, if you are surrounded by two hundred people, even if you kill one with one knife, it will reduce your speed.

The man's knife has been very fast. If you are slowed down, you will be overtaken by this knife.

Why should you lose your advantages?

Seeing that the Terran soldiers did not catch up, the three barbarians stopped. They thought, should I go back again?

Zhan Po Soul is here, and it's a person.

He told everyone to stand back.

Wu Man didn't understand why Zhan Po Soul was coming?

Zhan Po didn't want to waste that aura.

Because the aura is on. Just broke the soul and left his strength. Now he wants to see what kind of power he will have when he becomes a martial artist, and he uses his aura.

The three martial artists were very careful to surround Zhan Po's soul, without using the ghostly body.

Zhan Po Soul tightened the knife in his hand, as well as the rainstorm pear blossom.

The air seemed to be tense, so dull that it made it difficult to breathe.

Danger appeared in the three martial senses. The human race in front of him seems to be different from just now, as if he has changed a person.

The cultivation of these three martial barbarians is equivalent to about one section of martial arts. And their identity should be barbarians. Wuman is a general term. A martial artist like Zhan Po Soul will be called a martial artist.

The lowest level of martial barbarians is Shiman, and the upward order is Yongman, Zhanman, Holy Barbarian, and Ancestral Barbarian.

Due to their innate physical talents, the strength of the barbarians is generally higher than that of their fellow initiates, and the Terran warriors are one level.

For example, the five-dan soldier is equal to the five-dan warrior of the human race. In terms of strength, it can compete with the fifth stage of the Terran Martial Guard.

Therefore, each rank of the barbarian is equivalent to two ranks of the Terran warrior.

The three barbarians who felt the crisis withdrew, because Zhuang Changsheng arrived.

It is a pity to break the soul. It's so regretful that no matter how much control you have, you can't cover up this regret.

Zhuang Changsheng was very satisfied, satisfied with the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of the soul.

Only such people are suitable for survival in the Cool Mountain Range, and only such people are needed by the army.

Zhuang Changsheng decided to treat Zhan Po Soul as half a person. Especially Zhuang Da quietly told him about the decision to break the soul all the way.

In the Zhuang word camp, Zhuang Changsheng rewarded the whole camp, and at the same time welcomed Zhan Po Soul.

The party under the moonlight will relax people's nerves. People who drink alcohol will also be in a better mood and allow themselves to drink more. It's as if you drink too little, and you'll feel sorry for yourself.

The moonlight will make the nerves of passers-by even more tense. The moonlight at night naturally hides something. Like arrows and swords.

An arrow killed the horse that Lin Fang'er was riding, and a sword stabbed Lin Fang'er's heart.

Mo Yansheng pulled up Lin Fang'er, who fell down with the horse, and used his chest to block the stabbing sword.

The tip of the sword that passed through the body was right in front of Lin Fang'er's eyes, and a large blood stain suddenly covered Mo Yansheng's back.

Lin Fang'er ignored the noise and panic around her, and at this moment, there was only sword and blood in her eyes.

"Senior Brother Mo!"

Halfway through, Lin Fang'er's heart-rending shout sounded in Mo Yansheng's ears. With his back to Lin Fang'er, he finally let go of his heart.

"Hurry up and find Qi Huangshi! Hurry up! Granny Lin, Granny Lin, where are you......"

Mo Yansheng fell backwards and fell into Lin Fang'er's arms.

Holding the person in her arms, Lin Fanger couldn't cry.

Mo Yansheng, who was pale, gently raised his hand and stroked Lin Fang'er's cheek.

"You must be well, you must live well......"

The hand that stroked his cheek fell weakly.

The moon also hid inside, as if she couldn't bear to watch this scene of life and death.

All of a sudden, it was dark.

People who drink to the fullest are even more indifferent to the darkening sky. For them, the bright sky always comes too fast. It seemed that it was still dark just now, but now it was suddenly bright.

Zhuang Da patted his mixed head and stretched deeply out of the barracks.

"Zhuangda, Zhuangda! The task is coming, it's coming! The mission is coming. ”

The little follower Qiangzi hurriedly ran over.

"Zhuangda, the head of the camp is calling you. Go quickly, the head of the camp is all green. ”

After shouting Zhuang Da, Qiangzi ran into the barracks step by step, shouting at the top of his voice, brothers, hurry up and get on the equipment.

Zhuang Da didn't have time to get on the equipment, so he hurriedly ran to the camp tent. At this time, the drums of war sounded.

The war drums of the Zhuang Zi battalion sounded.

The battalion drum will only sound when the whole battalion is in an emergency.

As soon as I arrived at the camp tent, I saw the head of the camp, Zhuang Changsheng, coming out in full armor.

"Dazhuang, hurry up and gather the team and follow me. The target is the Nantou Bridge in the northern section of the Hunhe River. Hurry. ”

Zhuang Changsheng said as he walked, and after speaking, he got on the cloud horse. They took the lead out of the camp. Three squads were already behind him. Looking at the whole camp again, the horses were neighing and the people were boiling, and it was noisy.

Qiangzi brought Zhuang Da's armor, and Zhuang Da asked while wearing it: "Has Zhan Ye notified you?"

The team of Zhan Po Soul was assigned to the Zhuang Zi Camp. Zhuang Da's first team was assigned by Zhuang Changsheng to Zhan Po Soul as a personal soldier.

It has been notified, and Zhan Ye said that he will be waiting for us in front, so let's hurry up.

The big cow ran over and asked crookedly, "What is the task?"

"I don't know, just let us reach the Nantou Bridge in the northern section of the Hunhe River. ”

Da Niu was a little sober.

"Is it breached?"

"Are you stupid? That's our rear, it's going to be breached?"

"Then you don't need this battle, do you?"

"No need to use it, it's not something we can say we can manage, hurry up. If we lose time, we will definitely not have good fruit to eat. ”

Zhuang Da finished dressing, rode on the cloud horse and led a team of people out of the camp.

"Master, what kind of mission do you think it will be?"

Zhan Breaker's pipe has been smoking since last night, and it hasn't stopped until now.

"I don't know, but no matter what the mission, it's all about killing. Be careful. ”

"I see, Master. ”

Gui Shouyi and Yang Keran's faces were as usual, but the others were unbearable. Yesterday's battle had shattered their confidence. If it weren't for Zhan Po's soul, they would have been deserters.

After traveling thirty miles, Zhan Po Soul stopped the team and hid on the spot. After Zhuang Da's team arrived, he showed up to join Zhuang Da. Rush to Nantou Bridge.

Bang bang bang ...... The unique sound of horses' hooves was heard. Zhan Po Soul stopped the team again.

It is the messenger of Zhuang Ziying. Zhuang Da recognized.

"Zhan Ye, Zhuang Yingtou ordered your team to search south. If you meet someone from my Terrans, pass on the news immediately, and keep them safe at all costs. ”

When the messenger finished delivering the news, he immediately rushed back.

"It was our important people who were ambushed. Whew......"

Zhan Po let out a long breath. Such a task is the last thing Zhan Po Soul wants to receive. Just like when I was a mercenary before. Zhan Po Soul likes to suppress bandits, and he doesn't want to be a guard. Because the guards meet killers.

There is no weak killer, and there is no fear of death.

Will the barbarians who assassinate important people of the human race be weak?

Looking back at the hundred or so people behind him, I'm afraid that few of them will make it back alive.

Let's hope, I hope I don't meet someone who shouldn't have died.

"To the south! I'm in front, and the little bones follow me. After Gui Shouyi took his juniors and disciples to break off, Zhuang Da and your people were in the middle. Don't get scattered!"

The team set off. It's not that Zhan Po Soul is so righteous, it's just that Zhan Po Soul knows that in the field search mission, the top soldiers are usually not the first to die.

The first person to die is the strongest. In this case, it is better to come out by yourself and let the top soldiers live up to the name.

The cool mountain range is full of mountains, and the mountains are mountains. There are still lakes of all sizes that are not connected, and are either rivers or low-lying places in the middle.

The ability of the Cloud Horse to take off for a short time makes it the only foot force in the Cool Great Mountain Range. The rest is flying in the sky. To have a flying mount is the dream of many people, a lifetime.

Lin Fang'er has a lot of people's dream mounts.

Lin Fang'er's mount is a white-browed eagle. The white-browed eagle can only carry one person. Now it has two people on it, and it flies very low, very slowly, and with great effort.

But the master has to do it himself, there is no way, the mouth is short.

The white-browed eagle flew with great difficulty, and as it flew, it saw familiar people.