The weather is a bit gloomy, with cold wind blowing from time to time, and there are gradually signs of late autumn.
Autumn is leaving soon, is winter still far behind
In a corner of the Death Legion camp, there were more than a hundred people gathered. These were the people who killed Deng Shuangmao twice, and there were also some people watching the fun.
Those who were watching the excitement were all soldiers of the Death Legion. They belonged to different deputy commanders. They were not afraid of being criticized, but they had no time to comment.
"After the big thief Wu Wu was separated, she was really vulnerable without weapons."
"You sound like you are very powerful. If you were to face the siege of so many people, would you be able to persist for so long? Their combat power is quite impressive."
"Didn't the two of them become the followers of the new deputy commander? Why hasn't the deputy commander come out yet? Isn't he just a coward who is afraid to come out?"
"I don't think so. I heard that Cao Qinggong in the heavy armor camp was overthrown by the new deputy commander. I think there must be some means, but facing people like Deng Shuangmao, I am very worried."
"He came out. He's really young. I heard that he was still under Li Dazui before. It's a miracle that he didn't die!"
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Yang Wu spent three days in seclusion, absorbing dozens of low-grade Xuanling stones, and opened up 658 acupoints all over his body. In each acupoint, Xuan Qi condensed into a vortex, filling every corner of his body. , making him like a humanoid dragon, full of power.
Acupuncture points are the basis of human body potential. The more they are explored, the stronger the human body's potential talents are awakened. Even if Yang Wu does not have powers such as clairvoyance and shunfeng ears, his eyesight is definitely no worse than clairvoyance, and his hearing is no worse than shunfeng ears. Weak, once all the seven hundred and twenty acupoints are opened, all reactions will be activated to the best. As long as the strength is improved, everything will be infinitely magnified, surpassing those of the same level. This is the benefit of opening all the acupoints. .
Generally speaking, general realm warriors will have the possibility of improving their realm by absorbing dozens of low-grade Xuanling stones. However, these powers can only allow Yang Wu to open dozens of acupoints. The more he reaches the end, the more difficult it is to open the acupoints. Each of them is It is too difficult to find, and the power required is even more majestic.
If it weren't for Yang Wu's amazing financial resources, it would still take a while to accumulate so many acupoints.
Yang Wu walked out of the tent. He already had an extra piece of armor on his body, which made his handsome figure look majestic. Coupled with his innate aristocratic aura, everyone could not help but praise: "What a good one." A young warrior!"
"Vice Commander Yang, we are incompetent!" Huang Mogai and Huang Mingying said in unison, feeling ashamed.
Yang Wu smiled lightly and said: "You are very good. From now on, you will be my right and left guardians."
Huang Mogai and Huang Mingying all showed joy. They had been waiting outside for three days and finally saw the bright moon.
"Boy, you seem to have forgotten us!" Deng Shuangmao said lightly.
Yang Wu looked at Deng Shuangmao, then locked his eyes on the sweaty horse he was sitting on and said, "This horse is so handsome. If you dedicate it to me, I can forget about it."
Yang Wu was really moved this time. He had seen the golden-hoofed black-cloud horses ridden by the barbarians, which were stronger and more beautiful than this sweaty treasure, but he had never met such a good mount, and the "cheap bones" were now It was too ugly, and he really didn't want to ride it out to see people, and this bloody horse might be his mount for the time being.
Deng Shuangmao chuckled and said: "As long as you have the ability to defeat us, it doesn't matter if I give you this bloody horse. However, if you can't defeat us, your position as commander will be lost."
"It's easy to say, let's let them go first." Yang Wu said calmly.
"Boss, this kid is clearly trying to fool us. Wait until I capture him and make him kneel down and surrender!" A powerful man stood up and shouted.
"Don't be anxious, Sun Liang. He just uttered wild words about cutting off my limbs. I have to give him a chance to show off. The first team will go out and capture him and break his limbs!" Deng Shuangmao licked his lips and said faintly.
Immediately afterwards, twenty people stood up. Each of them was a senior warrior or above. The leader had reached the level of general and was a detachment of a strong team.
Twenty of them fought out, surrounded Yang Wu very skillfully, and launched an attack on Yang Wu without saying a word.
Their combined strength can be combined, and a majestic force bursts out in an instant and envelopes Yang Wu. In one encounter, Yang Wu will be knocked down and captured.
"If you can't even resist this attack, just die." The leader of the small team sneered.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck and shouted: "You are so stubborn!"
When his voice fell, Yang Wu threw the team leader in the direction of Huang Mogai and Huang Mingying.
Yang Wu was not targeting the couple, but the person who captured them.
"The response was so fast, the second and third teams quickly dispatched!" Deng Shuangmao shouted to the others like a superior commander.
He did not plan to take action personally. This was a prudent approach. He would first consume Yang Wu's combat effectiveness and then take him down again.
Only a stupid leader would choose to kill the enemy personally.
Those who are above use their wisdom, and those who are below are hard-working.
This is the law.
Deng Shuangmao had a dream of being a general, so he dressed more formally than anyone in the Death Legion. He looked like a general, and his aura was extraordinary. If he hadn't come from a humble background, he had the potential to become a general.
Under his order, dozens more people joined the battle to hunt Yang Wu.
This is already half of the people dispatched. With this kind of combat power, it will be difficult for any general to break through here. Their combined attack is enough to make people miserable.
It's just that this kind of encirclement is simply child's play for Yang Wu. His five senses are opened to the maximum under the release of Shenting Daohua. Many attacks appear in front of him as slowly as a snail. He can exploit the flaws in those attacks. As they passed by, he did not react immediately, his goal was still to save people first.
Aeolian legs!
Yang Wu's feet were like the wind, and his speed was so fast that people couldn't see his position clearly. In a few blinks, he was near where Huang Mogai and Huang Mingying were guarding, ready to rescue them.
Deng Shuangmao had been keeping a close eye on Yang Wu's movements, his eyes shrinking and he shouted in shock: "Be careful, he is going to save people!"
Zhang Gong, the top shooter beside him, was already bending his bow and setting an arrow, constantly changing his position, targeting Yang Wu, ready for a fatal blow at any time.
When Yang Wu was about to save people, the arrow feathers in Zhang Gong's hands came out.
call out!
Zhang Gong only shot one arrow. The power of this arrow was quite fast and powerful, and the sharp mysterious energy shot directly into Yang Wu's back.
The timing of this arrow was so accurate that even a high-level general might be shot directly if he couldn't react.
Yang Wu was a potential opener, and his reaction ability was too fast. Before the arrow was about to reach him, he had already dodged it. It only hit him with an afterimage. Instead, the two soldiers in front of him were shot by this arrow. An arrow accidentally hit him.
Yang Wu took the opportunity to strike quickly, punching twice in different directions, knocking back the people around Huang Mogai and Huang Mingying, and successfully rescued them.
"Give you back your weapons and stay aside. I want to practice my combat skills!" Yang Wu shouted at the two of them, then pulled out his iron sword and started slashing furiously.
Ranma rushes to attack the sword!
This sword skill was learned by Yang Wu from the Battle Technique Monument. In the process of killing with barbarian generals, he had already improved it to the level of proficiency. During these three days of seclusion, he was still as good as Xiao Hei. He mentioned using the Divine Court to practice combat skills, and meditated on both "Ranma Rushing Sword" and "Twelve Wind Chasing Swords".
This kind of cultivation method can only be achieved after the mental power reaches a certain level. Yang Wu used spiritual meditation to further strengthen his combat skills, and now he is taking it one step further through practice.
Sure enough, after three days of meditation, he became more proficient in using the Ranma Running Sword. The knife in his hand was like a part of his body that he had made very skillful. Waves of sword light shot out, and soldiers were killed one by one. Screaming and screaming, there is no one who can match him.
Soon he was not satisfied with the sword in his hand, and got another long sword. This was a spiritual snake sword harvested from the barbarian general's compensation. This was not a sword weapon used by the barbarians, but a sword used by the barbarians. A trophy harvested from the Daxia people, its sword was very thin and slender, glowing with cold light, and looked very sharp.
"I'll use you to practice today!" Yang Wu shouted with a look of extreme excitement on his face.
When the power of blood in his body awakened, he felt that his body was born for fighting. He longed to fight and fought constantly. Only in this way could all the fighting spirit in his body be released.
Even though he does not have the power to touch the bloodline now, there is already this will in the divine court.
Yang Wu held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other. He used both swords and swords to chop down the people and horses that came one after another. The sword in his right hand was domineering and frantic, and the sword in his left hand was lightly rubbed like the wind. These two completely different attacks had different effects. The power of destruction.
The Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind was Yang Wu's initial sword skill, but it was only a warrior-level combat skill. It was not difficult for Yang Wu, who had already condensed the Flower of the Divine Court, to master it.
In the Divine Court, Yang Wu has already mastered the meditation on the Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind, but now he is only at the subtle stage of using it. However, with the blessing of his powerful profound power, the sword light is still very sharp, no matter how sharp it is. A few people can stop it.
ah!
In a short while, twenty or thirty people were staggered to pieces by Yang Wu, and a lot of blood was constantly spilled, which was so shocking.
During this period, Zhang Gong shot six arrows in a row, each arrow aimed at Yang Wu, but Yang Wu seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he could always cut off his arrow feathers in time, so he could not pose any threat.
"Eat my three arrows in a row!" Zhang Gong was completely unconvinced and once again displayed his unique skill, three arrows with one bow, making sure to give Yang Wu some color.