[Nine Yin True Scripture] as an immortal peerless study that has influenced the entire martial arts for hundreds of years, you can see Huang Shang's martial arts talent, although he is not the supreme grandmaster of the future at this time, and there is no trace of martial arts on his body, but it does not hinder his talent in martial arts.

Yes, in just half a cup of tea time, he found the difference, Huang Sheng frowned, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said with relief: "It's just a small skill in carving, pass the order, and tell the archers to scatter, no need to maintain the formation!"

In the next moment, Huo Ran, the general beside him, turned around and also issued a series of military orders.

Huang Shang's military order was quickly conveyed, but the orderly archers suddenly dispersed, and reacted almost at the same moment, and then thousands of archers quickly formed several verticals, almost all over the dead ends, and then raised the arrows high, shooting at the Ming Sect people in the encirclement with a parabolic trajectory.

The corners of Huang Shang's mouth suddenly tightened a cruel arc between his upper and lower lips, and a trace of undisguised murderous intent bloomed: "Murong Fu...... Mingjiao ...... You can't leave!"

Huang Shang's gaze was no longer on the battlefield, as if all this had nothing to do with him, in his eyes, there was only one person, that was the arrogant figure standing in front of the people of the Ming Sect, Murong Fu......

The archers' offensive, although sharp and seemingly effective, was at the cost of human lives, every wave of arrows shot by the archers, under Murong Fu's Dou Xingxing, they had to pay dozens or even hundreds of lives, and for their own soldiers fell down in rows and pieces, and were stared to death by the bows and arrows shot alive, Huang Shang didn't even blink his eyes at all.

War has always been cruel and merciless!

If you want revenge, how can you not pay the price of blood?!

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Sure enough, after this change in Huang Shang, Murong Fu also felt that something was wrong, and the Douzhuan Star Shift barely blocked this wave of arrow rain, but no matter how strong Murong Fu was, it was impossible to resist the arrow feathers from all directions!

In the screaming sound, arrow feathers shot in from time to time through the gaps around Murong Fu, so there were still many arrow feathers, which directly penetrated Murong Fu's Douzhuan Xingxing, and shot the Ming Sect disciples standing behind him mercilessly.

Feeling the clumps of arrow feathers falling one after another, and the sound of sighing filled the air, Xiao Feng looked upward, Murong Fu, who was frantically performing the Dou Xing Xing, with a look of shock in his eyes: "Brother Murong ......"

Thinking that when he said that he was from the top of the light, he went down thousands of miles with him to help his two brothers calm down the chaos, but now he was fighting alone, and the blood in his chest surged, which inspired the hero's liver and gall, and he let out a long howl and said: "Haha! Brother Murong, you and I have wine to drink together, and today we have swords and arrows, and Xiao will also accompany you!"

After saying that, Xiao Feng stomped on the ground suddenly, and his body flew up in an instant, like a dragon swimming in the ninefold, and he avoided the rain of arrows without effort, and appeared next to Murong Fu, with a stroke of his left hand and a palm of his right hand, he slapped it to the front, which was the dragon in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

The internal force was slapped out of the palm, and the fierce wind volleyed down, only one circled, and the oncoming arrow feathers were fiercely pressed down, and shouted: "Haha, good, happy!!" The eighteen palms of the dragon in his hand were unabated, and he swung out violently, and the white light flashed in mid-air, and more than a dozen archers who shot arrows in front of him screamed almost at the same time, and they were killed instantly!

Murong Fu, who was tired of coping, also felt that the pressure on his side had been greatly reduced, looking at Xiao Feng's figure standing quietly, the figure that was not strong, but the arrow feathers on his side were all resisted, an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes, and he smiled softly: "Okay, if there are swords and arrows, we will all be together!"

The void bamboo below, hearing Murong Fu's slightly hoarse soft voice, at this moment, Rao was dumbfounded, but he also heard it quite touching, and an indescribable emotion also surged up the tip of his nose.

At the moment, I couldn't help but say: "Murong Gongzi, Master Xiao, Xuzhu is also here to help you with an arm......", the last word 'force' has not been said, Xuzhu's figure has fallen behind Murong Fu and Xiao Feng, and the Shaolin seventy-two stunts in his hand suddenly swayed, and the powerful and uncast palm power was like a roaring dragon, devouring the oncoming arrow feathers.

"Okay!" Murong Fu and Xiao Feng both knew that Xuzhu had the best martial arts, and when they saw him come up to help him this time, they were also overjoyed, and they all said the same thing!

Murong Fu, who was greatly reduced in pressure, let out a long roar, and the rain of arrows in the sky gradually gathered like in Murong Fu's Douzhuan Xingxing, and under his deliberate indulgence, he turned into an arrow dragon, and instantly threw it towards the archers below, and in an instant, many archers were injured or killed under Murong Fu's Douzhuan Xingxing.

Murong Fu and Xiao Feng, like fierce gods in the world, are separated from one left and one right, Xuzhu stands behind the two, and the arrow feathers behind the two of them are flying, and the three of them present a triangle, like a storm and waves, resisting the rain of arrows in the sky without stopping, and under the body, there are corpses everywhere!

The battle between the two armies, the most talked about is the momentum, if the momentum is crazy, it is invincible, invincible, if the momentum is declining, even if there are tens of millions of troops, there is no combat power at all......

Yes, at this time, the people of the Ming Sect were affected by Murong Fu, Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu, not far away, Xi Feng, Lan Qing and the others gradually softened, and there was also an unconcealable excitement in their eyes, and they roared: "Brothers of the Ming Sect, kill with me!"

The low thunderous sound converged and finally echoed between the areas, and at this moment, it seemed that even the mountains were trembling.

In the distance, Huang Sheng and the others, who had not participated in the battle, quietly looked at the battle in front of them, Huang Shang frowned again, but after a long time, he didn't say a word, and the two generals beside him looked at each other: "This, this is okay?"

"It turns out that the martial arts function has reached this level, it seems that I really underestimate it!" Huang Sheng stared at Murong Fu with his eyes tightly, and then shook his head, and said indifferently: "However, even if your martial arts are powerful, you can't reverse the change in the tide of the battle, you are sure to lose......"

In this battle, until now, Huang Shang's side has completely occupied the initiative on the battlefield, and every time they use any strength to attack, Murong Fu's Ming Sect people must spend two points of strength to defend.

Moreover, Huang Shang's deployment of troops is more comfortable than that of Mingjiao, and there is more room for turnaround, as time goes by, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable for Mingjiao, which is why Huang Shang is always so confident......

In the shouts and cheers, the archers on the side of Huang Shang filled their longbows again and again, throwing wave after wave of arrow feathers at the Mingjiao people, with each wave of arrow feathers falling, in the Mingjiao array, there will inevitably be several wailing screams, and there will inevitably be Mingjiao disciples who fall to the ground with arrows, but the progress of Mingjiao disciples has never slowed down!

It didn't take long for Xi Feng and Ye Xing to gather the people of the Ming Sect behind Murong Fu and Xiao Feng.

Murong Fu didn't look back, and said to the people behind him: "It can't go on like this anymore, this war of attrition will only be unfavorable to us, Mingjiao disciples, don't fall in love with the war, bring the team, rush with me, Xuzhu, you take the Shaolin disciples to sweep the battle for Brother Xiao!"

Under the greeting of Murong Fu, they met with the disciples of Mingjiao and Shaolin, and Murong Fu and Xiao Feng took the lead, without stopping at all, and rushed out!

Suddenly, on the northwest corner, there were dark clouds gradually gathering, which were already full of black clouds, and occasionally one or two lightning bolts shot out from the black clouds, illuminating the devastated ground brightly, and in a short time, there was a rumbling thunder and heavy rain pouring down......

The eyes of the people of the Ming Sect were red and they looked at the cloud-covered sky, and their faces became a little red because of the excitement in their hearts, but the eyes that looked at the place were filled with a look that was almost ecstatic.

Different from the expressions of the people in the Ming Sect, Huang Shang's indifferent face suddenly surged a cloud of red, and then, he raised his head and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood!

Several generals on the side soon noticed Huang Shang's strange appearance, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to support Huang Shang, but Huang Sheng pushed him away.

"No, even if it rains, even if the archers can't attack, I can still destroy your Mingjiao!"

The lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt struck down in mid-air, and against the backdrop of lightning, it illuminated Huang Shang's hideous face at the moment: "Pass the order, fight to the death......" (to be continued.) )