Chapter 747: Plausible
With them desperately attacking, the sentry immediately retreated, turned his horse's head, and headed for the exit. Flash Dance
That young man is Yan Saburo.
He remained silent until this point, but swung two spears that stabbed at him. At this time, any explanation is futile, and he will not talk in vain, but only do the most important things.
The man jumped in mid-air, his left hand clenched into a fist, and then he fell to the ground!
With the momentum of the fall, he smashed his fist to the ground.
There was a "boom" sound, with Yan Saburo's landing point as the center of the circle, and the strong shock wave was pushed in all directions. The smoke from the ground rolled outward with the waves, pushing out into a huge circle.
The surrounding cavalry was affected, and the horses were shocked to the ground, and they were unable to encircle Yan Saburo for a while. A few horses fell to the ground neighing, but they couldn't get up.
This is the first time that a teenager has used "Fulongbo" in a group battle, and the results are remarkable.
A group of people flipped on their backs, and Yan Saburo snatched the spear of the guard next to him and threw it at the sentry.
The night was blank and dusty, and no one noticed that there was a wisp of red smoke attached to the tip of the gun.
The sentry's horse was also knocked down. He jumped away before the horse could fall to the ground, and felt the wind whirring behind him. He dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the throw.
That kid, it's too tough.
He didn't look back, but ran forward. Flashing Dance had only run two steps away, and as soon as his legs tightened and ached, he fell headlong to the ground.
An off-white chain bound his legs, wrapped tighter than a cowhide band.
The sentry was horrified and took a knife from his bosom to cut the chain, but the back of his neck was pointed by a sharp object. A nice female voice laughed, "Try to move?"
The thing was pressed against the wind pool above the back of his neck, and the chill oozing from the tip invaded his mind all the way, making him shudder. Thinking that the sharp weapon is also a divine weapon, it can be directly pierced into the brain by simply piercing it.
As soon as he paused, the chain attached itself to him, and his upper body was firmly tied.
He struggled twice, but he was tied up tighter and tighter.
Then a pair of hands reached out, took two strokes in his arms, felt out the miscellaneous items with him, and took off the rings on his fingers.
The stunned guards reluctantly stood up and were about to outflank the attack again, but Yan Saburo stepped aside and gestured towards the exit: "Please-"
Sometimes, actions speak louder than words.
Everyone was stunned.
A few bright minds immediately mounted their horses and ran towards the exit.
The faces of the remaining soldiers also softened, but they still said to the girl in white who suddenly appeared: "Let go of him!"
"He's behind it. If he goes out, you will not be able to get out. Chitose stuffed a strip of cloth into the sentry's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue or taking poison, and then looked sideways at the guard, "Are you sure you want to put it?"
At that end, the monster was exerting its might, and its speed was more than thirty percent higher than before, and the sluggish effect of the battle array was suddenly greatly reduced. A soldier's weapon can only leave a shallow mark on its skin, but Lu Wenxian's spear has the most morale bonus and can damage monsters.
This three-eyed monster also holds a grudge, and when he hits him once, he regards him as a thorn in his side, and focuses on him. If it weren't for a few pro-soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect each other, I'm afraid that Lu Wen would have been seriously injured earlier.
The situation was critical for a while, but it was relieved when reinforcements arrived.
The more the enemy fought, the monster's speed suddenly slowed down, and he tilted his head at Lu Wenxian, as if he was thinking.
This action made him feel a chill in his heart for no reason. "Surround it!" he yelled, "don't let it jump out!"
Immediately after, the monster split into three, each of which pounced in different directions.
It's hard to deal with one, let alone four. The guards were startled, and the rhythm of the attack was disrupted.
I only heard the screams repeatedly, and several guards were scratched in the abdomen. The monster threw them out and slammed them down on their companions.
The Great Array, which was already in danger, was immediately broken through a gap.
The monster turned and lunged at the sentry, knocking the cavalry out of its way.
Chitose frowned, and was about to throw the person in his hand out to feed the murderer, but Yan Saburo reminded her one step earlier: "Can't feed!"
"Why?" she reached halfway through her hand, and the monster pounced. Fortunately, Chitose shrank flexibly and took a few steps back with the sentinel.
The monster was everywhere.
What's even worse is that the other two clones it turned into also chased after her and attacked her together.
"This is a human testimony, and you can ask the mastermind behind the scenes. Yan Saburo took out the treasure knife "Red Bird" and helped her lead away a clone attack.
"Nosy!" she muttered discontentedly, and instead of throwing the sentry out, she grabbed him and quickly retreated.
Lu Wen first brought people from behind, and was surprised, not knowing what the situation was.
Yan Saburo struggled to entangle the three-eyed monster clone, and shouted, "We came with Shi Congyi, and he will arrive later!"
Is it a delusion? This monster seems to be more difficult to deal with than the one in the Red Crossbow Mountain, and there is a rule in advancing and retreating, and it is not just a brute attack with all its might. Fortunately, he is now cultivating to a great advancement, and this is just a clone, and it is not as difficult to deal with as before.
Lu Wen first and Shi Congyi were officials in the same court, and they knew each other well, and they were first happy in their hearts when they heard it, and then turned cautious: "Evidence?"
"You owe him a hundred taels of gambling money a year ago, and you haven't paid it back yet!" This is what Shi Congyi said to Yan Saburo when he was drinking, and the original words were, "The old boy owes money and doesn't pay it back, and he lost a hundred taels to me last year." If you can't find him, the hundred taels will be lost!"
He fought Bo Wu hard, and said this sentence like a spring thunder with his tongue, and everyone present heard it clearly. Lu Wenxian's face was hot, he touched his nose and ordered loudly: "Go up and help, hurry up!"
Since they are allies, of course, they must help each other.
Chitose was holding a person in his hand, and it was very inconvenient to fight, so he threw the sentry to Lu Wenxian: "Take your personal card!"
The prey was changed to someone else's hands, and Bo Wu immediately turned the spearhead to attack Lu Wenxian. However, before he could take two steps, the cold light flashed in front of him, and Asura grabbed a spear and stabbed it straight into the third eye on its forehead.
It reached out and grabbed the tip of the spear, and before it could break it, Chitose had already cleared up: "Go!"
The red lotus karmic fire suddenly ignited on the spear, and it burned down the body of the spear to the monster's hand with a "whew".
It let go of its spear with a "whoosh" and let go of its spear, its forepaw burned with black and red marks.
Huh, that seems wrong? Chitose narrowed his eyes. The Three-Eyed Monster of Red Crossbow Mountain is very resistant to her Red Lotus Karma Fire, and its self-healing ability is also amazing, unlike this one, which is easily injured.
Yan Saburo slashed at the arm of the three-eyed monster clone, and said quickly: "It's not the deity!"
yes, it's just a monster in a painting!
Bowu was hurt, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at her.
Yan Saburo felt that this kind of hatred was different from the three-eyed monster in Red Crossbow Mountain. The latter is more tyrannical and bloodthirsty, but lacks this calmness of thinking.