Chapter 237: Extermination

Of course, there are two kinds of mentality that do not dare to step forward, one is that they are intimidated by the power of the lord and are more afraid, and the other is that they don't want to be the first bird, but they are ready to move in their hearts and wait for the opportunity to wait left and right.

In any case, although these soldiers did not dare to move for a while, they had already surrounded the lord, and when they saw the lord put down the guqin, they were even more sure that the lord was no longer ready to continue to escape. In this way, it caused panic among many soldiers, after all, on the way here, it seemed that they saw a group of corpses in a terrible state of death.

"Put down your arms, maybe you can get a way out!" There are soldiers who want to solve the problem peacefully, there are too many doubts in this, all kinds of signs show that they were sent to be cannon fodder, but every soldier is not a fool, the mission is the country, but the life is his own.

"It's just that in this environment, you can't fly anymore. "Some people are doing ideological work, trying to make the other person collapse first.

"Some eighth- and ninth-level martial arts powerhouses are already on their way, you can't escape, don't do useless struggles!" someone turned on the bluffing mode.

Don't say it, when the Lord heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly. "Those guys, judging by the time, should have appeared a long time ago. Hehe, are they all a group of shrunken turtles?" The Venerable Lord raised his head and glanced around, wanting to see those so-called 'eighth- and ninth-level martial arts powerhouses', but unfortunately, all eyes were raised to see the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms.

Seeing that the lord seemed to be a little shaken, these people persuaded them even more vigorously.

Ling Moyu finally led the team to stay at the innermost level of the encirclement, "Senior. What they say is not a lie. This young man in your hands has no grievances with you. Can you entrust him to me?

"This son is the safest with me at the moment. The Lord shook his head lightly.

"How come!?" Ling Moyu was anxious.

"He's very badly injured and needs my pulse to support him, otherwise, he's very likely to die instantly, and that's a reason. Another reason you should understand, I don't believe you!"

At this time, Ling Moyu and Lou Haiping discovered that Lord Weishenme had not put Gu Xinju on the ground, but let him lean on himself, and there was a faint fluctuation of pulse power at the connection between the two people.

Ling Moyu's heart froze, which showed that the window of the lonely heart was extremely heavy!

"Sister-in-law, the signal has been sent. I believe that the strong man who is alone will arrive soon. Lou Haiping hurriedly said with relief. He was afraid that Ling Moyu would not be calm and would do something stupid.

At this time, the number of soldiers increased, and more strong people at the level of corps commanders began to gather here, and many corps commanders began to plan.

Less than two minutes later, a large number of bows and arrows were concentrated on some of the archers.

The first arrow was shot very shamelessly, and no one could see who shot it, but they knew that this arrow was shot from the crowd.

The Venerable Lord tilted his body slightly, dodging the arrow.

The next moment, one arrow after another shot out, raining down on the Venerable Lord and the Lonely Heart.

The Lord couldn't dodge the arrows if she wanted to twist her body, unless she abandoned her loneliness and ran away alone.

"Don't!!" Ling Moyu shouted in panic, "She has a lonely heart in her hand, don't hurt a lonely heart by mistake!!"

Ling Moyu's shouting made many Jiangnan soldiers stop shooting, but there were still dozens of Jiangbei and Jiangyin soldiers shooting frantically.

"No!!" Ling Moyu looked in the direction of the Venerable Lord almost in despair, with her strength, it was a fool's dream to stop so many arrows, and the Venerable Lord's current state seemed to be the end of a strong crossbow.

"It's too much deception, I didn't want to take your life!" The Lord's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and he pulled the strings with one hand at lightning speed, and the fluctuations spread rapidly to all sides like water ripples, and those arrows were instantly shattered and turned into dust that dissipated in the air. The wave still couldn't stop, and it continued to spread around at a speed faster than the speed of sound.

"Not good!" Many soldiers felt bad and wanted to dodge, but the speed of the fluctuation was too fast.

The ripples were like a harvester of life, cutting the innermost circle of soldiers into two sections! Just like the first batch of soldiers from Jiangnan and Jiangbei, at the moment of their death, they felt a trace of nervous delayed pain, and watched their lower body collapse with their own eyes.

"Oh my God!" some of the soldiers were cut in half before they even had time to say a word.

"Ahh Lou Haiping was the same, he didn't even have time to make any moves.

Hurry, too fast!

However, the ripples were like water waves hitting stones, but they only had a slight impact, and they didn't cut off Ling Moyu, and so did Lou Haiping behind her. However, the twenty soldiers behind Lou Haiping did not have such good luck, and none of them were spared and were cut into two sections.

Miserable!

With just one move by the Venerable Lord, nearly a thousand soldiers had already been killed, and their deaths were exactly the same. On the huge plain, countless corpses were broken into two pieces, and the strong smell of blood filled the nostrils of every soldier, and the mentality of wanting to speculate just now suddenly disappeared. Now, they have only one goal in mind, and that is to escape as much as possible!

"The order has been completed, we will retreat!" a corps commander was already incoherent, although he had also walked through the sea of swords and fires, but he had never seen such a domineering torture and killing, this kind of confrontation that was completely not in one dimension, made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

When many soldiers heard this, they remembered that their task was only to pass the news back to the Lord, and they did not say that they wanted to kill the Lord and capture the Lord.

After a moment of sluggishness, the soldiers disappeared into the horizon one by one like doping sprinters.

A gust of wind blew, and Ling Moyu and Lou Haiping stood alone among the large pile of corpses, looking at the Venerable Lord with a somewhat dull gaze. They had thought that the strength of the Venerable Lord was very strong! However, they had never imagined that this person actually had the means to kill half of the army in an instant!

However, the situation of the Venerable Lord was also very bad, after casting such a wide range of sonic pulse martial arts, she spat out a large mouthful of blood, and her chest was completely stained red with blood. The originally weak body shook in the wind and almost fell to the ground. The lonely heart who leaned against her 'grunted' and rolled directly to the ground.

Glancing at Ling Moyu and the others lightly, the Venerable Lord squatted down, dragged Gu Xinju up again, put the guqin on his back, dragged his heavy steps, and walked towards the mountain peak very stubbornly.

Ling Moyu was stunned, she suddenly had a feeling that she was able to survive by following the Venerable Lord away. She looked at the back of the lord in a daze, and was speechless for a while.

"Do you want to go like this?" a voice sounded in the distance behind the Venerable Lord.

Ling Moyu hurriedly looked back, a pulse martial artist riding a black tiger in the distance, looking at the Venerable Lord with fierce eyes, according to the distance he maintained from the Venerable Lord, this person was obviously still very jealous of the Lord's strength.

Lord.

Don't speak, don't answer.

Slightly bowed his head, he silently moved forward.

That pulse martial artist was obviously also a person with great status, but now he was ignored as if he were air, and suddenly, his face turned red. "Your Excellency is very strong, but now that you are at the end of the crossbow, do you still want to escape again?"

The Venerable Lord paused slightly, as if taking a little rest, and then continued to lower his head and walked forward slowly, and an ethereal voice came from a distance to the ears of the strong man riding the tiger, "Someone said just now that I was the end of the strong crossbow, but now they have all become two!"

As soon as these words came out, the strong man riding the tiger suddenly became angry, but he still suppressed his anger and kept hinting that he should be calm and calm again!

At this moment, several voices sounded, "Even if Your Excellency is not at the end of the crossbow, but the one you killed is only a sixth- or seventh-level soldier, and we are all eighth-level pulse martial arts powerhouses, if Your Excellency wants to kill easily, I'm afraid it will not be easy!" (To be continued......)