Pressed to hit

Being slapped in the face like this, Luo Shanhe was at first dazed, and then said with a smile: "If you have a daughter in the future, you can't let her practice martial arts." ”

Meng Changge didn't talk to him over there, and the fatigue of the rush hadn't eased yet, and he needed to rest well.

There were more and more soldiers and horses in and out of the city, and the friction that had been temporarily stopped for several days began to gradually appear again.

Both sides knew that a decisive battle was imminent, and once the war began, it would inevitably be dark, and no one was willing to move first.

Of course, Luoshanhe is happy to be so deadlocked, the supply channel in the rear has been opened, and it only takes half a day to go back and forth from sending it to the nearest cantonment camp, so there is no need to worry about the supply problem in the rear.

Presumably, the other party also knew that this battle was likely to be inconclusive, but it had to fight a fight.

"It's kind of interesting. Luo Shanhe held the iron sword in his hand, this sword was a little heavy compared to the army's standard weapons, but when he carried his true qi, he felt that there was nothing in his hand.

It should be made of special materials, and it has good compatibility with true qi.

The disciples of the Takema Sect were resting next door, and the sword hanging from their waists suddenly made a clanging sword sound at this time.

"What's going on, there's a strong man!" all the elite disciples became vigilant, such a vision had never happened.

Luoshanhe, who is next door, is concentrating on swordsmanship at this time.

It is necessary to coordinate the mind and body well in order to successfully swing the sword, which is quite difficult, and the only way to cultivate is to study hard.

On the fifteenth day of the stalemate, in the early morning, the Xia army finally approached the city, and the army was in order, sweeping away the sluggishness of the previous days.

Looking at the Luoshan River with a peaceful face at the head of the city, Wu Daoren was angry, if it wasn't for this person to stop him, he might have made a meritorious contribution to the prime minister by now!

"Guanbao!" Without saying much, he took out the wooden box again, and the round ball of light flew out with a whoosh.

Liu Xiaoyi shouted in the sea of knowledge: "Imperial Qi Technique!

Luo Shanhe raised his sword finger and channeled all the few true qi in the dantian to his finger through the vein.

The fingers emitted a shimmering light, and gently tapped towards the flying ball of light, and the fingers touched it, and there was a "pop" sound, and the ball of light actually dissipated like foam!

As soon as the careful sound around him came out, he was stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out, you must know that Luo Shanhe was almost killed by this ball of light, but now he easily reached out and pierced it.

"The so-called Qi Resisting Technique is only the most common method in the Qi refining period, and it contains killing moves that can be stored in it for a period of time. It seems that the other party should have a half-cultivator. Liu Xiaoyi began to babble again.

"But this cultivator is far worse than me, the power of the killing move wrapped in true qi is so small that I can't see it, you tell me that you are also weak, how can you be almost killed by this level of attack?" Fortunately, there will be me in the future, as long as you follow the steps to ......"

Luo Shanhe is not in the mood to pay more attention to him now, the battlefield situation because of this blow, completely started the offensive, General Wen raised the long knife in his hand, the eight sides of the city wall drums sounded in unison, and the city gates were opened.

"Get on the dragon boat! The archer aims and then moves!" Wu Daoren was shocked and angry, it was only a few days apart, how could the ball of light lose its effect?

The most depressed is Xia Nishang, the hall master's magic weapon has never missed, Luoshanhe is immortal, and the variables of the battlefield are too great.

"Prepare the horse, the disciples of the Bamboo Sect listen to the order!" Behind Meng Changge stood a group of disciples of the Bamboo Sect, who stepped on the war horses one after another, wearing cyan armor, and the pattern of the Three Swords Mountain was embroidered on the banner.

Luo Shanhe also hurriedly put on his armor and wanted to go out of the city together, but was blocked by Meng Changge's outstretched hand: "You just take a good look at it on the city wall, Great Military Division." ”

The feud between the Chikuma faction and the Baiqiaotang is supposed to go back hundreds of years, and although the young disciples of their generation don't know what happened back then, they don't need more reasons on the opposite side of the battlefield.

The disciples of Baiqiao Hall were all dressed in complicated clothes, mostly delicate machinery, and as soon as the two sides collided, the iron leaves began to fly all over the sky.

Meng Changge danced the Qinglian Sword in her hand impenetrable, and when she came back this time, she deliberately brought this sword with her, and when it came into contact with the enemy's weapon, it exerted more abundant water vapor.

Even though they were all facing her with the same sixth-level cultivation, the gap in the exercises meant that no one could hold out for ten rounds, and they were all beheaded under the horse.

Everyone had a tacit understanding not to interfere with each other on the battlefield, and the national army and the disciples of the sect divided their own areas to fight.

No one noticed that a black horse had slipped out of the foothills of the city walls.

Don't worry about the sect first, the disciples of the Bamboo Sect have pure swordsmanship, and even in the face of Baiqiaotang's manic attack, they will definitely be able to deal with it with ease.

The place he wanted to go to was the Wu Daoren who commanded the army among the ten thousand troops, as a military advisor, he didn't know any martial arts, standing on the top of the dragon boat in the center and waving the order flag.

As long as he is killed, the Xia army will naturally be in chaos.

Quietly approaching the edge of the battlefield, the sneaky Luoshan River was finally discovered by nearby soldiers.

"Oh, are you the military advisor of Liang Guo?" The soldier had just finished out his opponent, and from behind the fallen enemy, he saw the Luoshan River above the black horse.

The soldier held a halberd and swept towards the leg of the black horse, and Luo Shanhe hurriedly turned over from the horse, drew the iron sword and clenched it in his hand.

Inhale and calm your mind, the wind on the battlefield is mixed with a thick bloody gas, and inhaling it makes the heart beat faster.

True Qi began to rotate rapidly in the body along the meridians, day after week, causing the meridians to begin to swell.

The soldier's movements slowed down before his eyes, like marionettes, clearly predictable.

The halberd put the black horse to the ground, and the painful neighing of the war horse came to his ears, as if blaming Luo Shanhe for not protecting himself.

The blow was ineffective, and the soldier was old enough to keep his halberd in front of his chest, and although the long-pole weapon had a wide range, the interval between attacks was much longer.

At this time, Luo Shanhe was already close, and the iron sword in his hand drove straight in, but it was just blocked by the halberd of the long halberd, and there was a shocking tremor from the tiger's mouth, and he couldn't help but clench it hard.

It was the first time that he was caught in a life-and-death struggle, and if he was not careful, he would be killed by a cold weapon.

The blocked blade of the sword was slashed diagonally along the halberd, and in order to avoid the blade hurting the palm, the soldier let go of the halberd, and at this moment, Luo Shanhe saw the opportunity to reach out and snatch the halberd and throw it aside.

Also wearing armor, the soldier is much more agile than himself, and the long-term weight-bearing training causes the opponent to land several punches in the chest in succession.

After receiving a heavy blow, he almost took the iron sword out of his hand, but before he could react, he was kicked in the waist again with a horizontal kick.

"Ouch!" the body involuntarily shifted and fell heavily two meters away, and the sand splashed by the armor temporarily covered the body.

Luo Shanhe, you can't always be beaten, find a way to swing your sword, and find a way to kill this guy!

Thinking so in his heart, his brain calmed down even more, and the principle of the Immortal Family's swordsmanship was to release the sword qi, spiritual power, and true qi at the end of the meridians.

The armor on his body was a little too heavy, and there was a faint pain in the place where he was kicked in his waist, and his chest should have hurt his ribs.

Thinking that he grew up in Gushan, he had never suffered such a crime, and the sword score had already been firmly remembered in his mind, and after getting up, he held the sword with both hands and rushed forward, but he was easily dodged by the opponent's lower body, and at the same time, an uppercut smashed on Luoshanhe's stomach.

"Break, lean on the 、......" followed the fist wind and faced the sky on his back, first with his feet off the ground, and then fell to the ground.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the pain in his eyes, and then his chest was stepped on by his boots, and even his breakfast was trampled and vomited.

"You, a military advisor, don't hide in the city honestly, but run to the battlefield to die!" said the soldier, pulling out the dagger at his waist and stabbing down with one hand.

At the moment of life and death, the iron sword that was still clenched in his hand was just right across his chest, blocking the dagger, and his left hand punched his thick leg, which was like tickling for the soldier.

Fortunately, after the iron sword blocked the dagger, he successfully forced the opponent's figure back.

Although there are many moves, I can barely master the first move now, and I have used it a few times in training, but when it comes to the battlefield, I can't use it.

Liu Xiaoyi didn't speak, but looked at Luoshanhe with his cheeks.

"It's good to be beaten, but I'm afraid I'll knock out my teeth with this punch...... It's another leg ......"