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Chapter 172: Twelve gold people

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There was a legend in Zu'an's mind. After the Qin Shihuang unified the world, he took the soldiers from all over the world and gathered them in Xianyang. He was sold as the twelve people of Zhongqi Jin, who weighed a thousand stones and placed them in the court palace.

In ancient China, gold and copper were often interlinked. The gold person was also the bronze person. In addition, Qianshi must be a virtual finger. No matter how these guys say it, there are dozens of tons in front of them.

"Be careful!" Seeing those huge bronze men rushing over, Zu An was still in a daze, Qiao Xueying hurriedly grabbed his hand and avoided him.

With a loud bang, the place where the two of them were just now was stepped on by the giant bronze man in front of them. When it moved away, a huge footprint was left on the spot. Whether he is a third-rank or fifth-rank, he must have become a stall of meatloaf now.

"You owe me another life." Qiao Xueying snorted looking at Zuan.

"It's not counted, I can hide it if you don't pull me." Zuan retorted.

"You guy is really brazen!" Qiao Xueying couldn't help cursing.

It was just that the other bronze men rushed over again, and she had no time to say anything, and the two had to avoid each other.

These bronze figures are shining with golden light, their narrow eyes have an inexplicable majesty, and there are some strange patterns in the center of their foreheads, as if the numbers from one to twelve are written.

Zu An thought to himself that the names of these bronze men were called Bronze One, Bronze Two... Bronze Twelve

It's the same as the guys Meihua Gang.

While thinking about it, he quickly rushed behind the nearest bronze man. These bronze figures are too large, relatively speaking, turning around and moving and the like are not so flexible.

Facing the five-foot-tall body of the bronze man, Zu An's figure seemed so small, but he was not afraid at all, lifting up all his vitality, and slamming it over his ankle.

Since these bronze figures remain in human form, coupled with their size, their ankles must be their weakness.

Give him a full blow, not to mention kicking off his foot, let him twist his foot to the head office, when his feet can't support such a heavy body weight, there is no threat if he falls on the ground.

It's just that the idea is full, and the reality is the backbone.

He tried his best to kick his foot like a huge piece of granite. The bronze figure did not move at all, and there was not even a trace on his ankle, but the force of the counterattack that came from him made his ankle pain severe, as if he was about to fracture. .

At this time, he thought of a joke he had seen in his previous life. An ant saw an elephant on the road. The ant got into the soil with only one leg exposed. When the little rabbit saw it, he asked, "Why did you stick your legs out?" The ant said, "Hush! Don't make a noise, I tripped his son and fell over!"

Zuan now feels that he is the overweight ant, and even thinks of tripping this huge bronze man with his feet.

The huge bronze man was obviously stimulated by his behavior, and kicked him when he lifted his foot.

Zuan tapped his toe and dodged hurriedly. Suddenly a strong wind came from behind his head. He hurriedly displayed the sunflower phantom and moved several meters out of thin air.

A piercing sound of metal rubbing sounded, and saw another bronze man wielding a large sword several meters long and slashing at the place where he was just now, rubbing against the stone slab on the ground to produce bursts of dazzling sparks.

Zu An swallowed, and at first noticed that these people had a long sword hanging from their waists. It originally looked like a decoration, but he didn't expect it could actually be pulled out.

Said it was a sword, but the sword was much wider than his body, and it was more like waving a huge door.

"What to do, these bronze men are invulnerable, and my swords are broken." Qiao Xueying dodges the attacks of several other bronze men, and came to him behind him. The two men back to back, panting and chesting constantly up and down, obviously her Bian just now is also in danger.

Zuan noticed the half-cut sword in her hand, and said solemnly: "I don't believe they are really invulnerable!"

Speaking of summoning the mortal dagger, his figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the bronze men.

I can't hurt my fists and feet, and ordinary swords can't hurt you. I don't believe that even mortal daggers can't hurt you!

Although these bronze men don't look like life forms, most of the mortal skills are useless, but the mortal dagger also has a function of cutting iron like mud, and it should be no problem to break through these guys' defenses.

In Qiao Xueying’s sight, it seemed that there were a few more Zuans at the same time. She knew that the opponent’s too fast speed and the peculiar body style caused this visual illusion, and she had to secretly sigh, no wonder this guy is only 3 Pin, so many people on our side couldn't kill him before.

Zu'an used the "Evil Sword Technique" to the extreme. Every time his body shape flashed, he would appear at the feet of the bronze man. The dagger pierced out like lightning and abruptly cut off a large piece of "flesh" on the heel of the bronze man.

He really competed with these guys, if you don't believe it, you can't overturn them!

Ow~

Those bronze men howled, and Qiao Xueying, who was aside in fright, jumped. Could it be that these guys still feel pain

I saw the bronze men waving their long swords and cutting towards Zu'an. Although they moved slowly, the area of the sword body was large, and their hands were long and feet were long, so it was really like an attack on the ground together. The wind and showers were normal, and Rao Zuan was so mysterious that he was almost swept by the sword.

In addition, these bronze men used their hands and feet together from time to time, as if they were beating flies to chase and attack Zu'an. The air waves caused and the shock and vibration on the earth made his breath turbulent.

However, Zuan didn't care about these, but looked at the 12 bronze men in surprise. He had already successfully cut off a large piece of "skin" on the Achilles tendon on the heels of these bronze men just now. Why these guys still looked like okay people.

"Look, their wounds are automatically recovering!" Qiao Xueying pointed to the feet of the bronze men and shouted.

Zuan's eyes condensed, and saw the wounds on their feet heal at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The copper pieces that had been cut off by him before fell into the ground and disappeared, and the corresponding parts of the copper feet that were missing have recovered. As always.

"It seems that they can automatically recover in this environment." Qiao Xueying's face was pale. Although these bronze men are not very agile, they have super attack power and are immortal. How can they fight!

The point is that the young lady can't afford to wait, Zhang Han will go back after too long a delay!

"I heard that Huo Kejin, do you know how to use the Fire System?" Zuan asked quickly.

Qiao Xueying rolled her eyes and said, "Don't you know that I practiced the wood system? If I use fire, most of it will burn myself first."

Zuan looked contemptuous: "Trash, not to mention that the protagonists of the novel are all proficient in all lines. Even some villain stepping stones tend to repair double lines. You are not as good as stepping stones."

Qiao Xueying: "..."

"What kind of messy novels are you reading? Every practitioner in this world can only awaken one elemental power. This is common sense. Do you understand common sense?"

The anger value from Qiao Xueying is +233!

Qiao Xueying's teeth tickled with hate, this guy really didn't match her, the two of them must have been enemies in their previous life!

"You know common sense so much, let's talk about what to do now." Zuan grabbed her hand and asked while avoiding the copper people's attack.

Qiao Xueying also fell into deep thought, muttering to herself: "As the so-called Dadao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine. Heaven is missing one, but it leaves a ray of life. This is just a seal, and there must be a way to untie it, so these guys don’t There may be no flaws, but we haven't found them yet."

Zuan couldn't help but spit out: "A lot of nonsense, say something useful."

Qiao Xueying flushed and gave him a fierce look: "It means you should stop staring at their feet. The flaws should be elsewhere."

"Other places?" Zu'an took a look at these bronze men. The first thing he looked at was under their crotch, only to find that there was nothing between their legs. Obviously these bronze men did not have gender distinctions, so from the point of view The idea of starting will not work.

The two of them dispersed and kept walking around these huge bronze figures, but it seemed that they couldn't find anything that could be called a flaw.

"Hey, do you think their flaws are the strange patterns in the middle of their eyebrows?" After all, Qiao Xueying's cultivation base is higher, and some traces are quickly found. Every time these bronze men move, there are patterns on their eyebrows. A light-colored light flowed through.

Hearing her analysis, Zuan nodded: "It should be. It seems that it makes sense for people to say that there is no brain."

Qiao Xueying was taken aback for a moment, thinking what to do with me, my mind is not big...

Suddenly, her face changed, and she finally realized that the opposite of big-minded and no-brained is to have no-brained, which is cursing her around the corner.

The anger value from Qiao Xueying is +666!

At this time Zuan spoke again: "These bronze men are too tall, even if they know that they have flaws on their foreheads, they can't get them."

These bronze men are almost 20 meters tall. If they are dead, it would not be difficult to use their current cultivation base to jump up in the middle, but these guys are very aggressive, how can they allow them to climb up leisurely?

I have been dealing with them before relying on agile body skills, the bronze man's speed is indeed a bit unable to keep up, but running in front of them, isn't it looking for death

Just like those mosquitoes in the previous life, every time they bite someone, they run away. It is difficult to hit them if you want to hit them. After all, the agility difference between the two sides is too far, but if the mosquitoes fly directly in front of the person, it is really pure killing.

Of course Zuan didn't want to be a mosquito who was beaten down. His thoughts turned sharply, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

"What's there?" Qiao Xueying asked after seeing this.

"How long can your hair stretch? How tough is it?" Zuan asked quickly. In the first few fights, the opponent's hair grew as he pleased in the wind, leaving him with an indelible impression.

Qiao Xueying showed hesitation. These are the trump cards of the cultivator. Generally speaking, she would not tell other people, but seeing the other party's solemn face, she still replied: "It should be possible to stretch more than ten feet. As for tenacity... Ordinary swords Hard to hurt."

"Well, stretch your hair, the longer it becomes, the better." Zuan said as he grabbed her hair and pulled it out.

When a man touched her hair, Qiao Xueying was ashamed and angry, and her hair soared in an instant, turning into countless whips to be drew at that nasty man.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm trying to break the formation!" Zuan explained hurriedly, grabbing the ends of her hair and ran to the bronze men, dodged from left to right, and quickly put her hair in each of them. The feet of the bronze man made a circle.

Qiao Xueying's thoughts were quick, and she quickly guessed his plan. She secretly praised this guy as having a lot of spooky ideas, but she was also a little frustrated in her heart. These coppers are so powerful, will she pull all her hair off later? Become a bald head.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought came up, she felt a huge force coming from her head. Before the whole person could react, she could not help but flew out, crying and cursing the initiator in mid-air with tears of pain. : "Zuan, you bastard!"