Chapter 125 The sky is at a loss

Seeing this situation, even if Xiao Ying's martial arts were so strong, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and thought: "Those archers are just that, these hundreds of iron crossbows, when placed on the ground, are like an ear room, tall and big, it can be seen that the power of more than ten crossbow arrows fired on the chamber must not be simple." Before I was injured, it was not difficult to get out, but now I am seriously injured, and my strength has not recovered to two or three percent. Today, the three of them are afraid that they will die here!"

Seeing that thousands of crossbows were coming, and thousands of arrows were coming, in a hurry, Xiao Ying hurriedly used a trick to rescue Bai Ruoxue in Lu Mansion "Fengyi Chengxia", transported all the true qi, and wrapped Bai Mo and the others in the Xiaguang Wandao.

The magic is just moving, and when I hear an order, the sound of the hall is endless, and the crossbow arrows are densely packed all over the sky, and the disease of its momentum is enough to penetrate the wall and enter the stone.

Xiao Ying's heart was cold: "This trick Feng Yi Chengxia, I'm afraid that I can't block such an arrow!" Alas, do my best to obey the destiny of heaven, and if you die, you will die!"

This "Fengyi Chengxia" is the only trick to escape, under the full force of ten percent, run up, there will be a glow behind you, long drag behind you, really as beautiful as a rainbow. Of course, this trick can only be used to escape alone, and if there is someone on the body, it will be difficult to wield. It is used to protect itself, and under the power of Pei Ran, in addition to being able to conjure up ten thousand rays of light and show Guanyin's hand, the real power flows, especially tornadoes, let you steel and iron bones, and you can't destroy them.

However, Xiao Ying can only wield his second power at the moment, and his domineering momentum will naturally be greatly reduced. Despite this, the soldiers who were surrounded by dense grass could not help but be shocked when they saw it.

But seeing that the crossbow arrows shot towards the three of them like a storm, when they were approaching the foot, they were suddenly spun by Xiao Ying's flying true qi, and suddenly turned their heads, "pounced", and shot out in all directions, most of the crossbow arrows collided with the incoming arrows in the air, either exploded with a bang, or lost their strength and plunged into the ground. A small number of crossbow arrows are like headless flies, flying around, and the soldiers will avoid them, and they are hit by arrows one after another, and a big hole is pierced through the body, and the person behind them is pierced, so they are like grilled fish and worn into a string, how can there be life.

The crossbow arrows were unusually heavy and difficult to carry, and they were all shot out in a short time, and there was no way to continue. The ballista immediately retreated, and the sound of the bowstring clanging immediately rang out, and the feather arrows came all over the sky, but Xiao Ying's body was like an iron cast gold tower, although there were many feather arrows, but he couldn't help it.

The sound of drumming and arrows was as fast as a sound, and when it arrived, the back arrows in the air were the front arrows, the left arrows were next to the right arrows, impermeable, and the black pressure flew overwhelmingly towards Xiao Ying and the three of them.

Someone in the army said in a loud voice: "All the soldiers, everyone draw their bows, tighten the strings, and shoot to death." Whoever can shoot three people will be rewarded!"

In this case, seeing that it was another tough battle to consume internal strength, Xiao Ying also knew that he would eventually run out of internal strength, but he had no choice but to use the arrow.

After such a stalemate for more than an hour, the Liao army's arrows were unabated, but Xiao Ying's body was already full of steam, and he was sweating like rain. Secretly thinking to himself, this 'Fengyi Chengxia' is like competing with the palm of a person to compete for internal strength, the true qi must flow in a steady stream, slightly interrupted, so that the enemy's strength can take advantage of the void, how can there be life? I meditated hard in my heart, but there was nothing I could do.

Just as he was repenting, someone in the army reported loudly: "General, the arrows in the army will run out, what should I do?"

Xiao Ying was overjoyed when he heard this: "After all, it is the road of endless heaven, I have worked so hard, and it is finally not in vain." "I was in high spirits.

The arrows that fell to the ground around his body were piled up like firewood, and at this time, he was in good spirits, and secretly strengthened himself, and he actually flew out one after another, shooting over hundreds of soldiers.

Sure enough, within half an hour, the enemy's incoming arrows slowed down, and in the end, they actually collected their bows and stopped their arrows.

Xiao Ying secretly reaped the success, released Bai Mo and the others, and said, "Bai girl, Brother Mo, you two run away quickly, I will break the queen!"

Immediately, I saw that although the enemy's arrows were exhausted, they had no intention of coaxing the generals to go up and surround and annihilate. There was silence all around, as if there were no tens of thousands of teachers.

Xiao Ying was shocked in his heart, and shouted repeatedly: "The enemy is cheating, get down quickly!"

Before the words were finished, the rain of arrows broke through the sky and came again.

Xiao Ying wanted to make "Feng Yi Chengxia" again, but it was too late, and he hurriedly made a move to make the "Phoenix Dance Nine Days" in the thirteen palms of Xia Ying, and the palm wind was whistling, changing in an instant, and slapping out in all directions.

As soon as thousands of arrows were wrapped in the palm wind, they were like fish in the water, swimming away with Xiao Ying's palm, and none of them missed the net. He used his palm wind to reduce the strong force of the arrow, and when the force was invisible, he let it fall to the ground.

This kung fu, in the eyes of the Liao soldiers, is as incredible as magic, but when you see it with your own eyes, you can't help but believe it. Most of the soldiers were shocked and frightened, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't close them for a long time.

Someone secretly said, "There is such a god in the world?

A small half of the archers were shocked, but they forgot to draw their bows and shoot arrows, and looked at Xiao Ying in a daze, I don't know if they were frightened, or they were envious of Xiao Ying's kung fu?

Bai Ruoxue and Mo Xiyan each danced their swords to protect their bodies, and struggled to break through down the slope.

Xiao Ying followed, but at this time, he was running wildly and exercising his skills to resist the arrows, and he wanted to protect the three of them, but he couldn't do it. From time to time, arrows shuttled and whistled, shooting towards Bai Mo and the others, fortunately, the martial arts of the two were not weak, and although a few arrows were strong, they could not pose a threat at all.

The soldiers at the bottom of the slope also retreated while releasing arrows, but their pace was much slower than that of the three. Slowly, the three of them approached the black-pressed soldiers at the bottom of the slope, and Bai Mo slashed his sword and stabbed it, and in an instant, he fell down again.

The arrows behind Xiao Ying were coming more and more slowly, showing that the footsteps of the soldiers behind them were slow, and they couldn't catch up with the three of them, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther. The strong crossbow and the last arrow are even more difficult to injure the three people.

After a while, the three of them were about to break through, but they saw that in front of and behind them, countless cavalry suddenly came, completely ignoring the infantry who were fighting with the three of them, and a series of arrows "swished" above their heads.

The three of them could still raise their swords and palms to block, but the soldiers could not block the arrows that came like a storm, and when they landed, their heads, faces, backs, and feet were full of arrows, and they fell into a piece.

Xiao Ying secretly scolded: "These cavalrymen are not so cruel, even their own clansmen are so ruthless, treating our Han compatriots, how can they still talk about half of their feelings?"

Annoyed in his heart, he used a move "Phantom Flying Dragon", took more than a dozen arrows with his hand, luckily his right arm, and fell out on the ground. The cavalry was dense, and Xiao Ying's strength was extraordinary, one arrow hit two or three people, and more than a dozen arrows shot over thirty or forty people.

Xiao Ying threw arrows with his hand, firstly to annoy the other party's cruelty, and secondly, to scare and scare them. Unexpectedly, the Liao soldiers were really fierce and abnormal, not only did they not retreat, but they also stimulated their high morale, they all stared at each other, their bows were full of strings, and feathered arrows shot towards the three of them.

The circle is getting smaller and smaller, and the momentum of the arrows is getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Ying is still protecting Bai Mo and the two with the "Phoenix Dance Nine Days", and the three of them rushed left and right, wanting to break through, but these cavalry archers are not equally idle, Xiao Ying is the internal force has just vomited wildly, and it is getting weaker and weaker. The enemy force was so strong that the three of them had no way to escape.

Bai Ruoxue saw that these cavalrymen were all hideous, and she was so frightened that her face was pale, and her heart was beating suddenly.

At this time, someone behind the cavalry said loudly: "Xiao Ying, why don't you hurry up and capture it?" The five hundred cavalry surrounding you are the sharpshooter among my Khitans, let alone five hundred, even if there are only fifty people today, you can't escape!"

Xiao Ying was shocked when he heard this: "I said that these people are all fierce and vicious, like bloodthirsty maniacs, it turns out that they have a great background. At that moment, he didn't talk to him, and said to Bai Mo and the others: "You quickly take the two horses, and I will protect you from escaping!"

Bai Ruoxue shook her head and said, "You have to run away!"

Xiao Ying saw that her tone was resolute, and it was useless to persuade her again, but if the three of them fled on horseback at the same time, she would be negligent in equestrianism, and she would only occasionally ride a few times when she was a child, and secondly, she would work horseback, which would be inconvenient. If due to poor equestrian skills, the three riders have always been in the same direction, how to protect Bai Mo and the others?

Seeing the enemy's cavalry approaching step by step, his mind moved, his right palm was still running like the wind, reducing the momentum of the arrows, and his left hand flew up with a palm, knocking down a person who was slightly closer to him from the horse, turned around and took advantage of Bai Ruoxue's unpreparedness, shot her ** Dao, and said eagerly: "Please Brother Mo take the white girl away quickly!"

When the horse saw that the master had landed, he turned around and was about to flee, Xiao Ying made a move like lightning, picked up Bai Ruoxue with his left hand, hugged Mo Xiyan with his right hand, and flew onto the horse's back with an arrow step, and put the two of them firmly on the horse.

Although he is fast, but there are marksmen all over the place, how can he have the slightest leisure?

Just as he was holding the two of them in his hands and had no time to block the arrows with his palms, several arrows broke through the wind from his back, "whoosh" a few times, and inserted them into his vest and arms.

The pain of the cone heart spread all over the body, the old new injuries broke out together, Xiao Ying's eyes were dark, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly from the sweet place of his throat.

He felt guilty about Bai Mo and the others, and his only thought at the moment was that he couldn't die immediately, that is, he tried his last breath to escort the two out safely.

At that moment, he endured the pain, barely supported himself and did not let himself fall, Yun Neili struggled to protect the side of the horse next to Bai Mo and the others, pulled out an arrow on his left arm, and thrust it into the horse's buttocks.

The horse was in pain, and flew forward down the hill.

Xiao Ying used his magic skills, up and down, following the side of the horse like flying, his right hand stretched endlessly to use the "Flying Dragon Seven Styles", patting over the soldiers, and his left hand blocked countless flying arrows with the "Phoenix Dance Nine Days" in the "Phoenix Dance Six Styles".

The scene was really earth-shattering, but under the strong attack of Xiao Ying's palm, the blackened soldiers under the slope retreated. The mounts under Bai Mo and the others rushed forward like crazy, and in an instant, they were already outside the room, although there were still many stragglers stationed in front of them, seeing that a horse and three people were coming like flying, how could they dare to step forward to block it, and it was too slow to hide in a hurry.

Xiao Ying saw that he got rid of the strong crossbow for a while, and let out a breath of hard support, knowing that he was no longer able to escort Bai Mo and the others to escape away, he reached out and pulled out an arrow on his back and stuck it on the horse's buttocks.

As the arrow fell, he felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and it was difficult to breathe in his nose, and he lost consciousness at all.

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