A piercing sharp friction sound suddenly sounded, and the splashing sparks illuminated Xiang Chu's slightly lowered face, and in his eyes, he could see that the mynecules on the arrow were constantly disintegrating, as if they would collapse immediately.

This also proves how powerful the power of this arrow is, so strong that even the indestructible myriano cannot maintain its original form.

And the halberd that was against this arrow in front of it had been slightly bent, forming a slight arc.

Xiang Chudu frowned slightly, feeling that the soil under his feet was constantly being cut open, and the boots that he had already been unable to bear were shattered inch by inch, revealing Xiang Chu's thick soles from them.

He took a breath and as he let go of one hand, it folded into a fist, flicking his not-so-thick fingers hard at the bent position of the halberd.

"Bang bang bang-"

There were suddenly more than a dozen loud explosions on the halberd!

If it was a little grandmaster, I am afraid that under such power, his whole body would have collapsed and died. And Xiang Chu popped out this finger, and he had already used at least seven points of strength, and the qi and blood in his body roared like a wild dragon, constantly rushing around from his dantian to his chest to his limbs.

With a "clang", the halberd finally put aside the arrow, and at the same time, the pole made of stainless steel suddenly straightened, and slapped on the side of the arrow with the power of Xiang Chu's fingers just now.

At the same time as the Xuanwei Zi splashed around, Xiang Chu began to stride up.

Each time, his knees sank slightly, like a bird soaring into the air, and every time his bare soles landed, he would step on a deep footprint on the ground, and at the same time, his toes would firmly pick at the ground, forcibly maintaining control of his body.

To onlookers, his feet never farther than a foot off the ground, but each step spanned more than a man's distance.

In three snaps of his fingers, he had already crossed the distance of thirty feet, and such a speed was almost unbelievable that a person could do it.

But Xiang Chu could do it, and even he could do it faster, almost the next moment he could touch Wang Xuanwei's body in the sky.

For qi and blood cultivators, the earth is their support, and it is precisely because of the existence of the earth that they can borrow the power of flashing and moving from it.

Once he left the earth, even if Xiang Chu's qi and blood cultivation was still strong, he would not be able to control his body at will like a bird, and he would eventually become a living target for the Xuanwei Zi Jiashi, which was why he chose to move forward in this way that seemed very violent.

It can be said that Xiang Chu knows how to fight very well, and he is also very good at fighting, and even among the masters of the same level, there are few people who can do it better than him.

Just when Xiang Chu was only five zhang away from the four armor soldiers, the bowstring collapsed again, and the Xuanweizi arrow that had been recondensed finally left the string again, but he couldn't see the trajectory at the moment of leaving the string, and the shot disappeared.

Because these four arrows were too fast, they had already ignored the distance and came directly in front of Xiang Chu.

Listening to the sharp whistling of the wind, Xiang Chu, whose long hair was scattered everywhere, was not surprised, because he knew very well that no matter how fast he was, it would be difficult for him to reach them before these four arrows.

But so what?

"It's the same trick, but it's not much fun to do it a few more times. Xiang Chu sneered, his feet sank suddenly, and the soles of his feet stepped on two deep pits on the ground at the same time.

With just one inhalation, his figure flashed four times in a row within a radius of the deep pit!

Each flicker, while also leaving a faint afterimage, is enough to prove how fast he moved these four times.

And such a fast speed, naturally requires greater strength, Xiang Chu does not have much attainment in light body kung fu, so his movements are still so violent, every time he stops, he will leave two wide footprints on the ground - even trampling stones, crushing weeds into grass mud.

Four arrows came one after the other, piercing his remnants and annihilating those faint shadows, the sun shining on them, reflecting a dark golden light.

But even so, they still didn't touch Xiang Chu's body after all, since they didn't touch it, why not hurt him, or even kill him?

But Xiang Chu stepped on the ground with both feet, but frowned slightly, feeling that the killing intent contained in the four arrows was too strange.

Seem...... Didn't you come at him?

He turned his head slightly, feeling the force and direction of the arrow, and finally his face changed, his knees sank suddenly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Wang Xuanwei was still in the air, although his eyes were closed, his perception could clearly "see" that Xiang Chu was catching up with the fourth arrow at that terrifying speed, and after the sonorous collision, the fourth arrow was slapped into countless flying debris by the halberd.

Then Xiang Chu pursued again, catching up with the second and third arrows in turn......

But no matter how fast his speed was, how could he chase back every arrow that swept past his afterimage? A cultivator in the Grandmaster realm is not an immortal after all, and he will have his limit, and once he exceeds this limit, he can only sigh with admiration.

Xiang Chu finally stopped, staring at the arrow that could no longer be caught up with piercing several Shenwu Heavenly Troops, shooting a general into a sky of flesh and blood.

He became angry, suddenly raised his head and said to Wang Xuanwei, "This is the answer you gave me?"

Wang Xuanwei floated at a high place, but he could still hear Xiang Chu's words clearly, and in the face of this opponent's questioning, he just replied softly: "You want the answer, but this question is not what I asked." ”

From the beginning, it was just Xiang Chu who unilaterally wanted to duel with him, but in Wang Xuanwei's opinion, this kind of victory or defeat was really boring.

His life has not been without failures, and it can even be said that he has been a complete failure.

He lost to Zhuge Wanling, because he left Jicheng without authorization, which caused the suspicion of the giant and the attack of the courtiers.

Later, he lost to those courtiers in the court, was dismissed from the position of general, and became a rich idler who could not lead troops.

If he is still the general he was back then, then behind him should be the real black knights and countless soldiers of the Mo family who swore allegiance to the death.

The world calls him a saint, and the folk opera troupe continues to praise his deeds of leading the Mo family army to victory in a hundred battles, but when he fades away from those halos, he is just a mortal after all, and it is impossible to cover everything.

In that case, what else does he need to talk about?

Xiang Chu's question was "who wins and who loses", but he didn't want to answer, because he knew very well that even if he answered, he would still fall behind after all, and this step could decide many things.

What he was thinking about at the moment was not the strength or weakness of a person, but the success or failure of a war, or even the gains or losses of a country, so he controlled the armor soldier to shoot the four arrows in those four different directions.

In fact, the four arrows were not aimed at Xiang Chu, although his trajectory passed through the position where Xiang Chu was standing, but each arrow was actually aimed at one of the generals of the Tang Army, although in such a huge war, not the death of every general could determine the outcome of a war.

But he was tantamount to asking Xiang Chu a question in turn.

He was asking Xiang Chu: Which is more important between the victory and defeat in your heart and the lives of your subordinates?

Xiang Chu looked at the arrows that had been wound up again by the Xuanwei Zi armor, felt the direction they were pointing, and was silent for a while.

He didn't expect that he would fall into such a dilemma, but he had to admit at this time that he really couldn't give up the lives of those people.

Because these people are all his subordinates, although they don't necessarily have much true affection for their Xiang Chu, these people are the elites he has spent years of hard work tempering, and they are the most important backbone of the Tang Army in the future.

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