Chapter 459: Collision
Rao is Qin Yan was as fierce as a ghost, but none of the soldiers retreated, wielding weapons and intertwining into a gun array to attack from three directions.
Qin Yan was unarmed, and he had to face so many enemies at once, and he suddenly felt overstretched.
These more than 300 soldiers, their cultivation is basically not to the realm of the Earth Yuan, far inferior to the group of demons and monsters in the Ice and Snow Palace. But these soldiers are cooperative, disciplined, and fearless of death, and their combat power is much higher than that of the monsters after forming a formation. Qin Yan, who was bare-handed, had to face overwhelming pressure if he wanted to fight any of them, and he had to give up his plan to kill all the way through.
However, at this time, he was already under siege, and there were two masters who were not much inferior to him in the rear, and it was impossible to turn back, so he transported the Buddha's Divine Foot Passage, found a gap in the exquisite battle array, and turned left and right like a ghost, miraculously rushing to the front of the Taoist guard.
He overturned the guards who were in the way with one palm, and ran to the Taoist priest, wanting to capture this fight.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest had words in his mouth, and the golden light flashed on his body, and the image of another tall military general faintly appeared.
Lying silkworm eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, face like a heavy jujube, holding a green dragon big knife, exuding a murderous aura that was a little thicker than Qin Yan, and slashed at him with a knife.
"Please God, I'll go to your mother's ......" Qin Yan burst out with a foul word, rolled on the spot in embarrassment, didn't dare to look back again, and ran to the east with a vacancy.
After all, ordinary soldiers couldn't stop him, so he rushed out of the encirclement, jumped onto the stone wall, took the autumn dew on the leaf stuck in the rock, and ran away without a trace.
"Strategist!"
"Mr. Luo!"
Cao Madness and Jiang Zangjian came to the Taoist priest one after the other, and the light on the Taoist priest's body slowly faded. He looked at the branches that were still trembling in front of the cliff, and said gloomily: "This son is not as weak as the crown, but he has such a cultivation, if he can't be used by me, it will definitely be a big trouble for Juyizhuang's henchmen!"
"What does the military advisor mean ......," Cao Yan gestured with a click.
Jiang Zangjian shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up." ”
The Taoist priest smiled deeply: "It's okay, I have burned the talisman to report to the dragon head, and the dragon head will wait for him in front." ”
Qin Yan stepped on the protruding rocks on the cliff wall and slid down quickly. Under the cover of night, his figure was like a deep shadow, briskly swept down dozens of feet high, and in a blink of an eye came to the other hillside, leaving behind the shouts of the soldiers on the cliff.
After being down-to-earth, there was no Yu Hanyan and others around. He glanced around, chose the west, and walked along.
After walking for a few miles, a camp appeared in a relatively flat area in front of me, and two groups of soldiers were seen patrolling back and forth with torches in the distance, and there were sentries keeping vigil in the shadows such as the treetops and rocks in front of the camp, which seemed to be quite heavily guarded.
'They don't just land here and have the soldiers captured, right?'
After experiencing a battle on the mountain cliff, Qin Yan no longer dared to despise these soldiers who were not highly cultivated, but he also had great doubts about whether they could catch masters such as Yu Hanyan and Gong Yunchong. He hid in the shadows, and when he looked at it carefully, he found no trace of the fight, and he was a little relieved.
He sprang out from behind the grass, his figure melting into the shadows, sliding forward like a ghost for more than ten kilometers, quietly appearing behind a sentry, and grabbing his throat with a probing hand.
"Hey, man, have you seen a few women passing by here?"
The sentry didn't cooperate, struggling desperately, opening his mouth to let out a low hiss, and holding the waist knife in one hand to cut Qin Yan's right arm. Qin Yan snorted, and with a slam of force in his hand, he crushed his throat.
The sentinel's head tilted, and his hands hung limply. Qin Yan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the falling waist knife with his left hand, and gently put down the body of the sentry. At this time, I heard a sentry standing in the bright spot five paces away shouting, "What is the situation?"
Qin Yan scolded secretly. These soldiers are very clever, and they will shout at the slightest disturbance.
He replied angrily, "It's okay, this damn wind is blowing a little cold!" As he spoke, he had already changed his waist knife to his right hand and slowly walked forward.
The sentry heard that the voice was wrong, and became suspicious: "Zhao Yi, why are you-" Before he could finish his words, a white light shot out of the darkness, easily penetrating his throat. His arm reached forward, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he could only fall to the ground with a soft pop.
'This is for you clever ghost!'
Qin Yan glanced at the corpse, dodged and rushed out a few steps in the other direction, blending into the shadows on the edge of the trees. The death of the second sentry should grab everyone's attention so that he has enough time to get things done.
"There are assassins!"
"Enemy attack!"
Sure enough, shouts sounded behind him, and they spread into the distance one after another, shaking the entire barracks.
Qin Yan walked along the edge of the woods, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to leave. Unexpectedly, the surrounding sentry posts did not leave their positions because of the enemy attack, although he tried his best to lighten his steps, but did not completely hide the traces, and after walking a dozen steps, he was drunk by another person: "What person? Stop!" This sound was accompanied by a cold arrow that whizzed.
Qin Yan would be stupid if he really stood still. With a twist of foot, he scurried into the bushes, dodged several cold arrows from behind, and ran into it. After running a short distance, his heart suddenly jumped, and he heard a strong wind coming from the back of his head, and quickly shrank down, rolled to the side, drew his sword and turned around.
I saw a big man with a bearded face falling from the treetops, stepping on his original position, holding a pair of four-fluted iron shovels, with tiger eyes and a cold look at him.
Qin Yan was secretly frightened. Although this strong man is rough in character, his qi cultivation kung fu is excellent, and he completely concealed his ears and eyes. It seems that such a military general who rushes to kill in front of the formation should be haunted by evil spirit, and if there is such a cultivation of qi, he must be a peerless figure who is unstoppable by a thousand troops.
It seems that this Juyizhuang is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, maybe Senior Sister Yu is right, we shouldn't come to this muddy water......
With such a thought in his heart, he didn't wait for the other party to speak, and took the lead in shouting: "Wu Na thief, you still look like a general, why are you hiding here sneakily and doing something unseemly?"
The bearded man said in a deep voice: "Contemptible Zhao Yin, dare to ask who your Excellency is, why did you break into my camp?"
Qin Yan's eyes rolled, a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "It turned out to be Brother Zhao! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! The younger brother's surname is Sun, and the brother on the road is loved, and he gave him the bandit name 'Mobei Feilong'." The younger brother is here to find someone, and he happens to be passing by here, and he doesn't want to collide with your army, and he is guilty of sin! Hey, I wonder if Brother Zhao has seen a few women passing by here? If so, he will tell him. ”