Among these seemingly inconspicuous sparks between Zhang Guangmu's fingers, there was an extremely high temperature, which seemed to burn and distort the air around him.

Several Sakura Country soldiers were slow to react and lacked a sense of crisis, so they rushed towards him with their heads down.

Outcome......

These ashigaru didn't even come to within three meters of Zhang Guangmu, and they were burned to char by the bits of red fire floating in the air, and died violently on the spot!

Sneer......

The breath of Jiaohu was mixed with the smell of blood, and the few early birds that were burned to death by the flames around Zhang Guangmu became the chickens that killed the chickens and monkeys.

This incomprehensible scene made many Sakura Country soldiers a little frightened, and they didn't dare to get close to each other easily.

Zhang Guangmu looked at Zhao Zhengrong's corpse not far away, and felt as if another self began to speak in his mind.

[Run! 】

[Since my father-in-law is dead, then I have no reason to continue to stay here and fight to the death! 】

[Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood, I have that strategy martial arts diary by my side, and reaching the fourth realm of martial arts in the future is just around the corner! ] 】

[As long as I can reach the realm of Heavenly Vein Penetration and achieve innateness, I can come and go freely, and use assassin methods to take the heads of important people in the country of Sakura, there is no need to fight hard with the enemy on the battlefield! ] 】

There is nothing wrong with the script prompt, Zhang Guangmu can hear it, even the field control team doesn't want to see himself die on the battlefield before his personal value is fully played.

After all, this time is different from the battle royale of the opening plot, the intensity is higher, the sword has no eyes, no matter who wins or loses on both sides, as long as the killing temperament is played, it is almost impossible for a "captive".

But......

Zhang Guangmu still directly ignored "his own voice".

Along the way, I racked my brains and worked hard to improve and adapt my magic knowledge and create martial arts secret arts.

Isn't it just to catch up with this big scene?

Suddenly, Zhang Guangmu had a whim, and there was a feeling of being watched.

He instinctively followed the direction of the sense of watching, his eyes lit slightly, and he saw that at the westernmost end of the battlefield, a tall and burly man in golden dragon scale armor was staring at him with burning eyes.

The other party is none other than Dragon Lance Feng Yunxian, who once belonged to one of the three generals of the country of painting!

"Don't worry!"

Feng Yunxian's internal force shook, and the sound spread for dozens of miles, boosting morale: "It's just a gunpowder weapon similar to earth-shaking thunder." ”

"He doesn't use it many times!"

"Kill him!"

Hearing this, Zhang Guangmu slowly pulled out two long knives like serrated teeth from his waist.

The process is wrong, the conclusion is correct.

The internal force of black and white ink is converted into the internal force of flames, which is used to kill enemies, and there is also loss.

As for the [Strong Domain] used to "mow the grass", it is indeed very easy to use, and it can be called a divine skill, but it is a pity that Zhang Guangmu's internal strength is limited and he can't bear such continuous consumption, so he still chooses to turn on the intermittent use mode to let the internal force and physical energy rotate to consume.

It's just that......

When he didn't use the [Strong Domain], Zhang Guangmu could only use his long knife to slash and kill the enemy.

Although the two long knives in his hand were both high-quality products, they couldn't withstand the wear and tear of slashing more than 80 people along the way.

At this moment, Zhang Guangmu's sleeves were already stained with the blood of the enemy - this was a medal left behind by killing all the way, and the double knives were no longer as sharp as they used to be, and the blades were pitted and tattered, as if they might be scrapped at any time.

Zhang Guangmu glanced at Zhao Zhengrong's corpse, so he rushed towards Feng Yunxian, who was standing at the west end of the battlefield, with an expressionless face.

Climb the spring bevel.

Jiang Jiuxiao, who arrived at the edge of the battlefield accompanied by Lu Moyan, saw Zhao Zhengrong's corpse from afar, and saw Zhang Guangmu's figure with a straight back but inexplicably showing a few words, and a strong sense of sadness arose.

Looking at the corpses of the soldiers of the Martial Arts Battalion in this battlefield, the emotion called anger almost instantly dyed Jiang Jiuxiao's eyes blood-red.

It's okay when he didn't see it, but seeing his compatriots being killed by aliens at this time, Jiang Jiuxiao was furious, and he couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore, so he immediately shook the blood on his sword and rushed into the battlefield: "Gongzi Mu!" I'm here to help you! ”

Although Jiang Jiuxiao's own skills were abolished because of his previous wrong decision, as the royal family of the country of painting, since he was a child, he has bathed in various famous medicinal materials and cooperated with secret methods to boil his body, and he was once only one step away from the three realms of martial arts, and many acupoints and meridians in his body are usually thick, his muscles are strong, and his combat power is far stronger than that of ordinary soldiers.

As for Lu Mo's enthalpy, who is not one in ten......

This Zhongwu Marquis only stopped for a moment and made a decision.

He knew very well that there were more enemies lurking in the passage behind him, but he still followed behind Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao.

Reason?

No reason is needed.

Where the last royal family of the country of painting is, he is there.

The soldiers of the Liewu Battalion, who were originally leaderless because of Zhao Zhengrong's death, also noticed the appearance of Zhang Guangmu, Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Moyan, and gathered one after another.

"Look to the east! It's the young master! ”

"Huang Zixiao and Yongwu Hou are also there!"

"Swear to guard Gongzi Mu to the death!"

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Protect the young master and the prince to fight their way out of the encirclement! ”

The soldiers of the Liewu Battalion struggled in the tide of the enemy, trying to meet Zhang Guangmu and the others.

A small part of these remnants who tried to come over to rendezvous were sincere and simply wanted to gather with their allies and protect Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao from escaping from this place.

And the vast majority of people originally saw that after Zhao Zhengrong died in battle, they planned to abandon their troops and surrender to the enemy on the spot, but now they have changed their minds because of the appearance of [Lan Jian Lu Mo Enthalpy].

I didn't know that Lu Mo's enthalpy skills had been abolished, and they regarded this Zhongwu Marquis as the last straw.

They don't have many distractions, they just want to live.

In the eyes of these people, Lu Moyan, who is also a martial arts realm, is a dignified martial marquis, even if he is not as good as Zhao Zhengrong, the boss who just died in battle, he will not be too bad.

The remnants of the many fierce battalions that were originally scattered on the battlefield gradually converged with Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Moyan, barely supporting them.

As for Zhang Guangmu?

He rushed too deep and too deep, there were enemies everywhere, and joining him was almost the same as killing himself, and even if someone wanted to help him, no warhorse could keep up with his penetrating oolong.

Zhang Guangmu himself didn't take into account the thoughts of others.

At this moment, he took the lead, charging and killing in the enemy formation, his white hands were stained with sticky dried blood and slippery fresh blood, and if it were not for the internal force attached, he could hardly hold the blade.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Guangmu exhaled and condensed into a cloud of white mist, and the movements in his hands did not stop at all, but he had a little energy in his heart, trying to deduce the battlefield secret weapons that he had been planning and preparing.

The time left for him by the director was too short.

There is one last point left before the trick that is enough to turn the tide is deduced!

"Do you want to play the game of taking the head of the enemy general from the army?"

【Dragon Lance】Feng Yunxian looked at Zhang Guangmu who was charging alone, the corners of his lips rose slightly, he didn't retreat an inch, and explained to the woman next to him with a sneer: "I was really right, he was a useless kid. ”

"Even if an innate martial artist who has reached the realm of [Heavenly Vein Penetration] is just a former enemy of ten thousand people, in this era, ......"

"Even if it is the four realms of martial arts, it can't stop a thousand heavily armed special teams from strangling!"

"I don't know what kind of drugs he took to squeeze his potential and overdraft his life to reach this level, but ......"

"The three realms of martial arts can't afford any waves!"

As if to confirm his statement, the double knives in Zhang Guangmu's hand, whose durability had been depleted to the limit because he had cut too many bones, shattered one after another, turning into an iron butterfly stained red with blood, floating all over the sky.

Peng! Peng! Peng! ……

Clusters of blazing red flames burst out of Zhang Guangmu's hands, but Feng Yunxian smiled brighter and brighter.

With such a mysterious move, the loss will not be too small, how long can Zhang Guangmu last?

Using human life consumes up his internal strength!

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