Chapter 6 Over the Dragon Mountain
When Wang Xin left the Yang family behind the mountain, it was already midnight. If it weren't for the need to go to court, it is estimated that Yang Jiye's father and son would not let go of themselves.
The 'Seven Star Formation' is a formation formed by seven people with the Big Dipper. At that time, Wang Xin entered the position of 'shaking light'. Each of the seven rode on his horse, and no matter how he walked with the horse, the star position of the seven remained unchanged. As long as the enemy is surrounded in the array, everyone will make moves at will, and each person's marksmanship will be different, and they will come out together. It's all one move to turn into seven, endlessly, and the powerful internal force generated makes the enemy feel that it can't be operated. The circle surrounded by seven people in the formation gradually shrank, and the pressure generated by the enemy gradually increased, like a woven net, which was gradually tightening. At this point, the enemy is like a fish in a net, ready to be killed. Over time, you can trap your opponent.
During the drill, Yang Jiye naturally became an 'enemy', and seven people formed a formation to attack him. Wang Xin pointed out while fighting. In order to be able to teach several children at any time, he also used guns. And he is not good at spear at all, plus Wuyang Yande and Liuyang Yanzhao are too small, their internal strength is limited, and their marksmanship is not proficient, so that Yang Jiye broke the formation twice in a row.
But this formation is ever-changing, and the mystery is endless. Yang Jiye's breakthrough time is getting longer and longer, on the contrary, these seven people are becoming more and more proficient. The last time, there was a fight for half an hour. In the end, when Wang Xin left, everyone was still unsatisfied.
Shanhou Village is not very far from Jinyang City, and you can rush back in an hour on horseback. Passing through the woods, a hundred miles away, there is a big mountain called 'Tianlong Mountain'. The reason why it is called 'Tianlong' is because there is a temple of Tang Shuyu of King Jin in that mountain.
Tianlong Mountain is a barren mountain, the mountain peaks go straight to Xiaohan, hug the moon and double rings, rugged and winding, mountains and mountains, mountains and mountains. Strange rocks are piled up, and standing stones are like knives. Even during the day, there is a layer of white mist in the mountains, and the atmosphere is very strange. Wang Xin often came to visit Yang Jiye at night after the mountain. So it's generally a walk around the mountains.
Today, due to the urgency of time, Wang Xin rode into this mountain road. Through the moonlight and snowlight, the white horse is like lightning and flying, and the strong wind blows the Buddha's face, blowing the face like a knife scraping. The mountains are covered with green pines and cypresses, mixed with trees, and are covered with heavy snow. It's like being on a rough sea, with endless ups and downs.
Suddenly, Wang Xin grabbed the silk reins. The horse was as fast as lightning, but it came to a screeching halt.
There is a smell of pine in the middle of the night!?
Wang Xin took the horse and walked slowly. Sure enough, in an open space not far ahead, it was as bright as day, and the sound of weapons colliding faintly came. Wang Xin's horse was as light as a swallow, and no one found it. After a while, he walked to the side of the clearing, and Wang Xin rode his horse and hid behind a thick poplar tree to watch.
There were two people fighting each other in the clearing. There were some little ones around, about a hundred people, watching the little ones holding lanterns and torches, they wrapped their heads in purple silk handkerchiefs, and wore homespun cotton trousers. The waist is tied with a large belt, the flower cloth is tied with leggings, and the black cotton shoes. The word "喽" is embroidered on the chest, and the word "soldier" is embroidered on the back.
In the middle of the field, there was a wagon led by four tall horses, all covered with straw. There is a big flag on the roof of the car, embroidered with four big characters of "big flag dart line". There were ten dart workers next to the car, these ten people wore black cotton hats, black cotton robes, black cotton boots on their legs, and black cotton scarves around their necks, all wrapped like rice dumplings, all of them were injured, all covered their injuries, some groaned in pain, some cursed in their mouths, and listened to the accent like the Jiangnan area.
Nor did these minions bind them, and let them lie on the ground. Their eyes were fixed on the two people fighting in the field. A red-faced man riding a jujube red horse next to him had a brilliant face, constantly shouting and cheering for the people in the field.
This red-faced man is very tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He wears a red satin scarf on his head, the same homespun cotton clothes and pants as the minions wear, but he wears a hero made of tiger skin on the outside, a four-foot-wide red silk belt around his waist, a double butterfly button, and a cross on his chest. Pedal cowhide combat boots, each hand with a wheel axe. Red eyebrows and red hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very fierce.
One of the contestants was dressed similarly to the red-faced man, except that he wore a green satin scarf and rode a black black horse. This man looked like the black horse he was riding, with a dark complexion, a long face, and a nose and mouth crowded together, and he couldn't even see the gaps. is swinging the wheel plate axe and fighting. He and the red-faced man are obviously in the same group, but the red-faced man has been cheering for each other: "Drink, good boy, there are two hits, hey, hit him in the ribs...... Hey, shoot faster!"
The other party is alone, riding a green comprehensive horse, and he looks to be in his forties, and this red-faced man and black-faced man look at their age, and they are around twenty years old. The red-faced man kept calling each other "kid".
The middle-aged man was engrossed in fighting with the black-faced man, and turned a deaf ear to the red-faced man's shouting. He wore a white satin scarf, green satin cotton arrow sleeves, a large belt around his waist, and a black fox hero. The face is like a silver basin, the cheeks are bearded, the beard is white, and the eyes are like electricity. Holding a Fang Tian painting halberd in both hands, he fought with the black-faced man.
The middle-aged man has a halberd in his hand that can be one foot two long and weighs about 100 catties. And the black-faced man's two-handled wheel plate axe can also weigh 200 pounds, to say the least.
Both of them are heavy weapons, and they are hard-hitting. I only listened to the "boom, boom, pop" sparks in the field. But after all, Fang Tian's halberd has an advantage, and the black-faced man's wheel axe can't be bullied no matter what, so he can only defend, while the opponent's Fang Tianhua halberd is stabbing at his vital point.
After a long time, sweat gradually broke out on the head of the black-faced man. One didn't pay attention, and one wrist was suddenly struck, and the axe flew out of his hand. Just when the black-faced man was stunned, the other party used a trick 'inextricably linked'. With the sound of the wind, the halberd turned around with his other hand, and the axe in the other hand naturally took off his hand. But the hand kept spinning with the other party's halberd.
The black-faced man's other hand suddenly reached out to the handle of the halberd, trying to snatch the halberd with all his strength. As soon as the hand arrived at the halberd, a strong gravitational force caused the two hands to suddenly close together, and the two hands unconsciously circled with the halberd.
The black-faced man's hands seemed to be wrapped around an invisible rope lock, and he circled with the halberd wind. And that Fang Tian painted the halberd, just like a rope, suddenly drew the halberd back to the area. The black-faced man only felt a strong attraction, and he actually flew out of the horse and fell in the direction of the middle-aged man with the halberd in an arc.
I saw the other party, put away the halberd, stretched the other hand, grabbed the black-faced man's silk scarf, and sandwiched him under his armpit, the black-faced man was more than 200 pounds, and he was caught by him like a chicken.
Suddenly, a black shadow broke through the air, and the middle-aged man slammed the halberd horizontally, and "dang" the ground. A 'Money Dart' fell to the ground. Immediately after a "whoosh" gust of wind, nine more 'money darts' were sent out at the middle-aged man's face, eyes, throat, heart, and his green horse's eyes, throat, and legs at the same time.