Chapter 627: Capturing Wuxiang Alive
At the first moment, the arrows shot by the master of the Oriental samurai Jindan burst into the air made a sound of breaking through the air. X
Zhang Wuji pulled the bow, and the two amazing arrows were shot out by him with the bow.
"Woohoo"
Following the foundation-building master beside Zhang Wuji, an arrow flashed through the pupils of his eyes, and he stood in place, fear and the threat of death filled his body.
The next moment.
"Bang dang!"
In his pupils, he saw a sharp arrow, sweeping through, directly breaking the arrow that was heading straight at him, and made a clang.
The belt of arrows that crossed through it was directly stuck in the trunk of a large tree with a ferocious aftermath.
The arrows were still shaking violently.
In the other direction, an arrow rapidly expanded in the pupils of the master of the Oriental Samurai Jindan realm.
He twisted his body as hard as he could, trying to dodge the arrow.
However, this arrow was blessed by Zhang Wuji's thunder and lightning internal force.
As we all know, lightning is the easiest to conduct electricity when it encounters something with moisture, such as the human body.
The body that was forcibly twisted by the master of the Oriental Golden Pill, just when he thought that it should not be a big deal, something terrifying happened.
He saw that the arrow suddenly turned and went straight at him.
The internal force that had just finished running was exposed, but his reaction was not as fast as an arrow.
I could only watch as the arrow plunged directly into his waist.
The first arrow did not kill with a direct hit.
Zhang Wuji let out a long sigh.
But that's enough, one arrow doesn't die, and another arrow.
Zhang Wuji didn't say a word, as if he didn't need to aim, he drew his bow and loaded the arrow, the arrow detied and left, and appeared in front of the door of the Oriental samurai in the blink of an eye.
The Oriental samurai shouted, "Yaga ......"
Zhang Wuji smiled, and then struck again.
Attacked by three consecutive arrows, the Oriental Jindan master, the aggrieved death method made him completely unacceptable.
Before he died, he used all his strength and shouted, "Bagaya Road...... Enemy attack. ”
Hearing his roar, Zhang Wou-Ki knew that an assassination was no longer possible.
Zhang Wuji could only leave quickly with the foundation building master.
After Takego Nakasa heard the enemy attack, he immediately summoned everyone.
At the same time as they gathered people, Zhu Yuanzhang had already ordered 3,000 elite soldiers and 500 martial arts masters to gather in front of the mountains and forests.
As soon as Zhang Wuji returned, he quickly rushed to the place where Wuxiang Zhongzuo was located with these masters.
Zhang Wuji originally planned to kill them one by one, but now that Wuxiang Zhongzuo has gathered their men, it means that it is unlikely that they will be assassinated again.
Then there is only one way, to directly bring people to encircle and suppress them.
It can be said that Zhang Wuji's ideas often coincide with Liu Bowen's ideas.
Before he told everyone that he wanted to gather martial arts masters, Liu Bowen prepared the masters in advance.
When Zhang Wuji came back, he only needed to bring someone over.
The people gathered in Wuxiang Nakasa were on a low mountain, and he found that when they came, there were more than three hundred people, but now...... But only about 240 remained.
What about the rest of the people? Does it mean that they are dead?
What kind of master was he who invisibly killed more than 50 of them.
Could it be that the Jingnan Red Turban Army really had such strength? If this was the case, then it was not they who came to stop the smooth march of the army, but sent them over to be slaughtered.
"Yaga, our people, huh?" asked Wuxiang Zhongzuo in a deep voice.
"Your Excellency, if I'm right, they've probably been killed. ”
"Yaga!" Takego Nakasa said angrily, "Who dares to kill the samurai of my Yamato Empire." ”
"Me. "At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Wuji came with three thousand elite soldiers and five hundred martial arts masters.
Takego Nakasa and the others drew their swords one after another, and a corpse of soldiers wearing armor began to emerge around the low mountain.
These soldiers were armed with spears, broadswords, and shields, and they looked very elite.
Zhang Wuji's direction led more than 500 masters up to the front of the low mountain.
Wuxiang Zhongzuo said in a deep voice: "Baga, who are you, why do you want to kill my people?"
"Just because you want to kill us, so we will kill you, isn't it normal?" Zhang Wuji said calmly as he looked at Wuxiang Zhongzuo.
"We don't want to kill you, we ......"
"I don't want to listen to your explanation, because it's redundant to listen to your explanation, okay, if you don't want to suffer so much, you can obediently disarm and surrender. ”
"Otherwise, under hard resistance, I will let you die without a whole body. Zhang Wuji looked at Wuxiang Zhongzuo calmly.
Wuxiang Zhongzuo said in a deep voice: "Who are you?
"It's not familiar, to be precise, it should be a kind of hatred from the heart, in the Central Plains Martial Arts, who is the person you hate the most?" Zhang Wuji calmly looked at Wuxiang Zhongzuo and asked.
"Zhang Wuji......" Wuxiang Zhongzuo gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Wuji.
When Zhang Wuji heard this, he was stunned for a long time, Nani, the person he hated the most in the East, was really himself?
Zhang Wuji shook his head and smiled bitterly for a long time, and said with a smile: "It seems that you really hate me to death! But it doesn't matter, I and you Oriental samurai are incompatible." ”
"Kill him for me!" said Wuxiang Zhongsa in a deep voice.
When Zhang Wuji heard this, a mocking look flashed on his face, we are five hundred masters, and you are only more than two hundred, two to one, hanging and beating you!
In this situation, I dare to be arrogant, I have to say that the Oriental Japanese are a group of arrogant people.
However, it can also explain why in the 80th century, the number of Oriental Japanese pirates was not 1% of our China's, but they dared to come and shout about China's affairs.
Zhang Wuji screamed below zero, and more than 500 people rushed over in unison.
The three thousand elite soldiers below were gathered together, and as long as anyone dared to rush down, they would be killed directly.
This battle was unfair, and in less than a moment, the masters of the martial arts side directly subdued more than 200 Dongyang Japanese robbers to the ground.
Under Zhang Wuji's order, everyone quickly put on their clothes.
Naturally, the Oriental Japanese were taken away as prisoners.
As for whether their final result would be dead or alive, Zhang Wou-Ki felt that it was necessary to find a time to talk to Jinggang Dazuo.
If they get out of the Central Plains, Zhang Wuji can consider giving them a chance to live, but if they dare to stay in the Central Plains, then kill them to make an example.
Everyone here changed into Oriental samurai uniforms and dressed up as Orientals, holding the two-fingered broadsword of the Oriental samurai in their hands.
Zhang Wuji rushed directly to Xiangyang Mansion with them.
Zhu Yuanzhang and the others walked slowly, and after calculating for an hour, they appeared directly in front of Xiangyang Mansion.
Zhang Wuji asked the master in the martial arts who was good at disguise to disguise him into the appearance of Wuxiang Zhongzuo,