Chapter Twenty-Three: The Battlefield Meat Grinder

Rushing into the crowd at just one point, the heavenly halberd in his hand, the eight-foot halberd body swept out like a mountain and a sea, and he just cut the four people who didn't have time to dodge!

The offensive was like a tide, and the momentum of Fang Tian's halberd was like lightning under the big opening and closing, perhaps the strength was too brute, and every swing of the halberd could always hang up a large piece of mutilated internal organs, and in an instant, these people were killed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sky was full of halberd shadows, and blood was splashed everywhere.

There was a river of blood on the ground, and bursts of blood were steaming. The colorful organs and viscera are so fishy that they make people want to fall into a coma. Blood stained the white blade, and she was like Shura returning from hell, her body was red with blood, hideous and terrifying.

After a few breaths, He Naier held Fang Tian's halberd, gasping for breath, and coldly looked at more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally, and the halberd blade was still dripping with scarlet and sticky blood, reflecting the miserable white blade, even like the fangs of a pair of bloodthirsty demons, bloody and hideous.

The world is finally pure.

A smile of comfort had just flashed on his cold face when he suddenly heard the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, and the two horses went straight into the street, their swords and armor shining, and the battle flag fluttering, rolling up a cold and murderous aura that charged into battle.

When I ran closer, I saw a team holding a forest of spears, and a team holding sabers and shields, as if two torrents of steel were pouring out. The leader of the big man wore a bronze helmet on his head, a silver battle armor, and a broad-bladed long axe in his hand, as majestic as a general of a hundred battles.

"Who dares to commit murder and make trouble, are you impatient?"

As soon as the horse stopped, the big man roared angrily at everyone, and then his eyes skimmed over the mutilated corpses all over the ground, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Shi Shanrou in a stunned manner, and said angrily, "Where did the mad woman come from?

What an arrogant little man!

There was a hideous smile on Shi Shanrou's delicate and soft lips, "Little man, you have to thank your father for not killing back then." ”

The grace of not killing?

Dahan was obviously puzzled for a while, put away the horsewhip, and his body was upright again, so he asked, "Why am I..." Ahem, why does General Ben thank my father for not killing?"

"If I were your father, I would have shot you at the wall if I knew you looked like this!"

In the end, Shi Shanrou couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then, this smile instantly permeated the entire army.

Ling Yan's killing intent was dissolved by such a mouthful of nonsense in an instant, and it could be seen that the weapons in the hands of the sergeants were trembling slightly, they all gritted their teeth and blushed, and their facial muscles twitched, and they were really uncomfortable.

To say that this big man is not very ugly, he just has a black face, pointed monkey cheeks, two cheekbones are high and pointed, and the left eyelid is drooping, at most ugly.

Especially the tall horse under his crotch, which looks very handsome, but carrying such a short man, it is really funny, and the two legs he straddles can only barely reach the saddle.

"Ahhh

Dahan didn't even need to look at it to know the expressions of those sergeants, he had always had strong enough self-knowledge of his appearance, but....

About shortness, it is the pain of his life.

Angry from the heart, the big man immediately clamped the horse's belly and rushed straight over, knocking away dozens of sergeants who didn't have time to avoid in a row, picking up a round axe, and slashing down Shi Shanrou's head.

When this guard came, the momentum was surging, and the long axe in his hand was slashed with the momentum, but he opened the door wide, and he was full of flaws.

It's just a country handle.

Shi Shanrou snorted coldly, and waved a circle of Fang Tian halberd without hurry, the tip of the halberd pierced forward, and the halberd in his hand turned into thousands of lights and shadows, and the world seemed to be quiet in an instant.

The halberd method she practiced is called [Hundred Battle Halberd], which not only records the use of skills, but also covers in detail the experience of fighting against eighteen kinds of weapons and the method of cracking, and this trick Qinglong Fantasy is a move that lies in Shen Kite's own comprehension during the battle.

The tactics of the halberd are too complicated and require great strength and skill as support, and every move and one set of methods in this halberd method needs to be understood by the user himself.

As the saying goes, there are no tricks to win, as said at the end of the article: the ancestor has realized the eighty-four styles, the first teacher has realized the seventy-two styles, and the old man has exhausted his life to understand the sixty-eight styles, not exhausting its essence, shy and embarrassed, looking forward to future generations....

Besides, this battle situation, the momentum of the Qinglong Phantom was amazing as soon as it was used, and Dahan obviously didn't expect that such a delicate little beauty could still use such a clever move.

The shadow of the virtual and real halberd shrouded his short upper body, Shi Shanrou's original target was his head, and he thought that this virtual and real halberd shadow would force him back to defend against it, but he didn't expect that this dwarf didn't try to parry and block, and it was even more unexpected that he burst out in an instant!

Want to die together?

How could Shi Shanrou fight to the death?

A backhand flick.

When there was a sharp shock, the oblique moon blade hit the opponent's axe blade, He Naier took half a step back, and the big man slammed the reins to avoid the risk of falling off the horse. The two of them were stunned at the same time, and their eyes were full of incredible surprise, both of them were shocked by the strength of the other party.

The battle situation is changing rapidly, and the two of them are holding their own weapons at the same time, and they have fought hard for dozens of rounds with the strength of their unskilled bodies.

He knows that he is fine, he is a big old man in the countryside, not only does he have no exercises, but he has never carried out any breathing exercises, thinking that he was appreciated by the city lord with his brute strength, but now he is relying on his condescending advantage to barely make a draw, although he is undefeated, but it is not a long-term battle!

An axe split the blade of the halberd that came diagonally, pulled up the reins of the horse and ran back, and when he saw Shi Shanrou chasing after him, he shouted in a broken voice: "Qingcheng Order, kill the troublemakers on the street! Stop her! Stop her! Hurry!"

As soon as the momentum of the sergeants was overwhelming, they roared in unison and surrounded them.

Shi Shanrou was in full swing, seeing a group of mortal bodies rushing towards him, he swept back the spears at the moment, and saw dozens of soldiers holding tiger head shields and pushed them in front of him, laughed twice, and stepped on the shield to take advantage of the recoil force to soar into the air.

"Little fat man, you can't escape!"

The barbed halberd body in his hand cut the tip of the spear that hit the back, but as soon as it landed, it fell into a heavy encirclement.

The first layer is the shield-holding sword and shield soldiers, and the second layer is the spearmen, the tips of their spears hidden in the gaps between the shields, the cold flickering, and the hidden killing motive.

Zhang Wei had already fled far away at this moment, he massaged each other with his hands, straightened up to observe the situation in the formation, and saw Shi Shanrou surrounded by sword and shield soldiers, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily: "Crazy woman, you rushed out to kill me?"

The big man breathed slowly, his face was happy, and he felt that he had almost walked away on the ghost gate.

Thinking that he had relied on his fierce strength to cut down many Qi practitioners, whether they were playing swords or knives, guns and sticks, they all lost their weapons in a few rounds.

But today is really unlucky, I met a small sao hoof with a halberd, and I used a halberd to halberd, and the strength was still surprisingly hard.

He couldn't figure it out, this crazy woman couldn't survive the ninth layer of Qi training, where did she get such great strength?

Could it be that he was born like himself?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out, but it was certain that she was going to die.

The sword and shield soldiers he brought are all old fritters with many years of cooperation, and the degree of tacit understanding is like one, even if he wants to break the formation, he has to pay a great price, and she, a girl, takes 10,000 steps back, even if she can't be surrounded and killed, it is enough to consume her alive!

She will surely die!

Shi Shanrou, who is deeply encircled, has a flickering eye with vigilance and vigilance.

It was true that they were indeed mortal fetuses, but with that bloodthirsty killing intent, she could be sure that these people in front of her had at least a few hundred people's blood in their hands!

The bloodthirsty killing intent seemed to emanate from the soldier's soul, the pressure was like a mountain, the murderous aura was like the wind, and it was mixed with a dead air of death for those who opposed me.

In the tense atmosphere, everyone quietly tensed their nerves, and the true yuan that surged out of Shi Shanrou's body like a tide, surging and agitating, and the powerful force spread to the limbs and hundreds of bones.

They just stood there quietly, but the momentum and murderous aura emanating from their bodies were like substance, like an invisible knife, repeatedly, again and again, cutting her indomitable will.

"Goo!"

A mouthful of ***, and this swallowing sound is so clear in the array.

"Kill!"

The Bafang Sword and Shield Soldiers seemed to have been resurrected from petrification, and the word "kill" burst out, and Qi stepped in. All the murderous aura came out of the body with the word "kill", as if countless substantial killing intent could be seen converging in mid-air, condensing into a faint and almost transparent white long knife, like a waning moon.

"Kill!"

The blood in the body gathered and boiled, the thoughts were concentrated, and it was incomparably condensed, and the substance-like murderous aura became more viscous, condensing the entire array, making the wind seem to solidify slightly.

"Kill!"

With a murderous aura, hundreds of soldiers launched his bloody suppression like a demon king from hell, who was cursed and hated by all kinds of suffering.

Hundreds of large knives were intertwined from the gap in the shield into a knife net, and directly attacked the second halfway, and thousands of spear heads swooped out from the shadow of the shield, nailing her forehead, shoulders, left chest, kidneys, lungs, back and other fatal points.

The piercing killing intent was like a torrent impacting her stubborn will, and the bloodthirsty cold front was like a high-speed meat grinder, and the knife net gun array rotated down, tearing, squeezing, and twisting, like a meat grinder, fierce and ferocious.