Although it was a rainy night, the smoke was rising and could be seen for miles.
"kill"
With a loud roar, the armored soldiers roared, threw their crossbows, and drew their swords. Pei Ziyun's eyes were cold, and he appeared in the formation in just one step. With a "pop", an armored soldier covered his throat, and blood spurted out. The sword light flashed again, and another armored soldier He screamed and fell down.
"Brothers, kill, kill this demon!" Seeing his comrade who had been through life and death being killed, a long hissed voice rushed towards him.
Pei Ziyun remained calm. The sword flashed and the swords struck each other. The long arm shook and the sword slid down. It passed his throat in an instant and blood spurted out.
"Ho ho ho..." Shi Chang dropped the long knife in his hand and covered his neck. Blood with bubbles flowed from his mouth, and he slowly fell down with extremely unwilling eyes.
"Poof!" Pei Ziyun followed the sword, and the figure flashed, and the long sword penetrated the gap between the two armors, killing both of them immediately.
"Death!" Another armored captain had a ferocious look on his face and slashed with his sword. Pei Ziyun was just a little bit. A sword energy suddenly appeared, just a wisp, penetrated the armor, and he fell out with a muffled grunt.
In just a few breaths, nine people were killed in a row. The remaining armored soldiers showed horror on their faces, and the captain was also horrified. Pei Ziyun's swordsmanship had improved again, but he still felt that something was wrong.
"Eh, that's not right!" The team leader was watching Pei Ziyun kill several soldiers in a row. He was not surprised but happy. A hint of inspiration flashed in his mind and he shouted: "The demon has been attacking and killing continuously. I am very tired. I can't use the magic anymore. Kill!" "
When the team shouted like this, the surrounding armored soldiers suddenly woke up, their fear faded away, and they rushed forward with a shout. Pei Ziyun listened, his expression darkened, and he did not speak.
"Dang" Pei Ziyun turned around and struck out with his sword, blocking it instantly with his sword. The swords met and sparks flew everywhere.
"Show us your magic skills?" The deputy captain was about to draw his sword, laughing and feeling much more relaxed. If Pei Ziyun had magic skills, he would be irresistible and fearful, but now...
"kill"
"Kill him and we can all advance to three levels in a row."
Seeing that Pei Ziyun did not use any magic, the armored soldier suddenly shouted, his morale was greatly shaken, and he risked his own life and rushed forward. His eyes were slightly red, filled with greed and even more resentment.
It should be said that the people who worship power and rank most in the world are officers and soldiers. On the battlefield, even if they are charging at the same time, a slight difference in front and rear position may be the difference between life and death. And this difference is in the hands of the Shangguan, who can give orders if he is one level higher. Others die.
Which soldier who has been to the front line in person doesn’t know the horror inside and doesn’t desperately want to climb up
After upgrading to three levels in a row, you can risk your life to fight - if you have been a small soldier, you will definitely die after a few battles. Since you are all dead, why not fight
It's just that the promise of three levels in a row is often seen in dramas, but it's actually very rare!
But now that he really has it, this is an opportunity that is rare in a lifetime. Pei Ziyun must kill him, he must kill him.
"Kill!" These armored soldiers shouted and charged forward, leaping over each other and slashing at them with their swords.
"Kill, without the magic, you are just one person, with bows and crossbows ready." The team was roaring, and there were several people with bows and crossbows ready, ready to shoot at any time, regardless of shooting, just a stalemate can create huge pressure , putting Pei Ziyun into trouble.
"Sir, can we go up?" Zhang Ling and a Taoist official put their bodies against the crack of the broken temple door and looked outside with nervous and fearful eyes.
"No, Zhenjun hasn't sent a message yet, so we shouldn't act rashly." Zhang Ling stared closely, with a lot of cold sweat flowing down his forehead.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng!" The figure was split in the middle, and Pei Ziyun passed through the gap. There were several more people on the left and right, their bodies were cut open, and blood spurted out.
"Shoot!" At this moment, a hoarse command came, and several crossbow arrows pierced the air, whistling with a cold light, about to pierce into Pei Ziyun's body.
"hateful!"
Crossbows are not used at close range because it is very easy for crossbow arrows to accidentally kill one's own people. Even if one arrow hits the enemy, it can penetrate through and kill one's own people.
But it was obvious that Team Zheng wanted to kill Pei Ziyun now, even if he risked accidentally killing one of his own, or even risking being stabbed by his subordinates in the future.
"Wind body and cloud body!" Pei Ziyun's eyes turned cold, and he twisted his body into a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to form. Several crossbow arrows all missed, and only a few screams were heard. The three armored soldiers fighting around him jumped in response, their faces full of tears. Unbelievable, Yao was swaying on his body.
The deputy captain Zheng Ye's movements stagnated instinctively, no one wanted to be shot by one of his own people.
"Hoo, hoo" taking advantage of this gap, Pei Ziyun's face turned pale, his forehead was a little cold, but his hands and feet were burning. He was not panic at this time, he stretched out his hand a little, and a bright light suddenly shot out from the tip of his finger, the size of a sesame, and instantly turned into a light bulb, "Puffy" With a sound, strong light exploded.
The deputy captain was stunned just now, and now he was slashed with his sword. Unexpectedly, a strong light burst out, and the bright white light pierced his eyes, and tears flowed out.
The knife that was originally intended to cut also deviated from its trajectory.
Pei Ziyun backhanded his sword, and with a pop, it pierced the deputy captain's body. As soon as the sword was drawn, the deputy captain screamed, blood spattered, and his mouth, nose, and face were all squeezed together in pain. Unable to hold the knife, the man fell down and rolled several times on the ground, covered in mud, water and blood.
There were several armored soldiers around. Their eyes were mesmerized. When they heard the screams, they were suddenly frightened and burst into tears. They held their knives tightly in their hands and slashed around, even killing each other.
Pei Ziyun clicked lightly, and he jumped out of the surrounding area. With a flash of sword light, he killed another one.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook slightly, a piece of grass began to tremble, and the sound of horse hooves came from the distance.
"Reinforcements?" Pei Ziyun frowned and turned around to leave. He had been fighting continuously these days and was already exhausted. If there were reinforcements, he would not be able to resist.
He sighed secretly in his heart: "It seems that this Earth Immortal is still made of flesh and blood. When he recharges his energy, he can kill a hundred-man army, but after repeated battles, he will be exhausted."
"At this level, it is still a little short of challenging the country - although it is not much."
At this moment, a voice suddenly shouted: "My dear, don't panic, we are here!"
Hearing this voice, Pei Ziyun was startled and a little confused. This voice seemed so familiar. Who was it
Frowning, he turned around and saw a familiar person - Shen Zhen!
Shen Zhen was followed by more than a dozen people, all of whom were dressed as heroes and carried knives. At this moment, Shen Zhen pulled the reins of his horse and shouted: "My benefactor, let me help you."
After saying that, he whipped the horse hard with the whip. The horse was in pain and rushed towards the cavalry. A dozen charlatans followed behind and drew their swords.
The cavalry was about to catch up with Pei Ziyun, when they quickly resisted.
Shen Zhen was sitting on the horse, and the sword flashed, and the cavalry on the opposite side tried to block it, but he couldn't block it at all. The sword came down, and his body was almost split in half.
"Wow!" The internal organs flowed down with blood, and the body fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.
"Brother is good at swordsmanship." The Jianghu people behind him cheered in unison as they watched Shen Zhen's martial arts.
"Don't form a formation for the officers and soldiers, kill, kill, kill." Shen Zhen, a veteran of the underworld, who had many dealings with officers and soldiers, immediately shouted.
In fact, many half-hearted people always shout about battle formations, but on the actual battlefield, if they can form a battle formation, they are first-class elite soldiers.
Several swordsmen passed by, only to hear a few screams, and several armored soldiers who wanted to form a formation immediately chopped and killed them on the spot.
The two sides collided and fought for their lives.
The screams continued. Once the Jianghu people attacked the officers and soldiers, they developed a habit and were afraid of being held accountable in the future, so they killed them everywhere. They got entangled with the cavalry. The swords flashed, and the screams of the cavalry were heard from time to time. They fell off their horses and killed their heads. Flying up, dripping with blood.
The two people inside looked at each other, and a Taoist official said: "I don't think Zhenjun still has reinforcements. Sir, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Use Taoism!" Zhang Ling said gloomily, not knowing whether he was happy or surprised.
"Entanglement Technique!" The two Taoists did not use the Flash Technique. They released it at King Lu's cavalry, and the withered grass entangled them. Immediately, the people fell on their backs. The Jianghu people were overjoyed. The swords fell and their heads fell to the ground, killing more than ten people in the blink of an eye.
"Go" Team Zheng's face changed drastically, he shouted, whipped the horse on the butt with a whip, and was about to run away, but Pei Ziyun stepped out of the way and blocked the way out.
"Want to leave?" Pei Ziyun sneered. The team member looked at Pei Ziyun, his body shivered and his voice became hoarse: "Pei Ziyun, King Lu is the son of destiny. If you fight King Lu, no one in your family will be able to escape in the future."
"Even if I can't escape, what does it have to do with you?"
Pei Ziyun laughed, the veins on his neck bulged, roared angrily, and charged, regardless of protection. Then the long knife fell, and wind and thunder suddenly erupted, showing that he was desperate.
"Zheng!" A loud roar came out, and the team rushed out several feet. Blood poured out, staining the horses and the ground. They fell down, spun around in a circle, and lost their breath.
"Kill all the officers and soldiers, leaving no one behind!" Shen Zhen stretched out his hand, and cold light shot through the air. The two fleeing cavalrymen were shocked, fell down, twitched and struggled.
This is a hidden weapon in the world. Inspired by this, many people took action.
In a world of martial arts, although there are many masters in the military, most ordinary officers and soldiers rely more on the strength of organization and battle formations.
Once the number of soldiers fell below a certain critical point, they were unable to fully display their battle formation and were no match for Jianghu Ke. Only a dozen or so soldiers were killed one after another, while only a few of Jianghu Ke were injured.
"My benefactor, you're fine." Shen Zhen ended the battle. He was spattered with a lot of blood, but he didn't care at all. He looked happy and walked towards Pei Ziyun.
At this time, Jianghu Ke cut all the corpses on the ground with knives. If they were still dead, he screamed in agony when he was stabbed, blood spattered out, and they lost their breath.
"Brother Shen, why are you here?" Pei Ziyun felt warm in his heart and asked with a smile.
"Haha" Shen Zhen reached out and touched his beard and looked at Ziyun carefully. Pei Ziyun had not changed much in the past few years. He still looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but with a murderous look on his eyebrows, he looked more majestic.
"My benefactor, you have done a great job. The world was in chaos before and the people were in dire straits. Now it has finally been settled. The people have lived a good life for a few years. I don't want to have the rebellion of the Marquis of Jibei and then the rebellion of King Lu. I came along the way. How many People died unjustly. Although I am a Jianghu person, I also have a lot of passion and want to do something for the people of the world, even just a little." When Shen Zhen said this, his expression became sad and he sighed longly: "Hear the kindness. If you assassinate a thief general, I will lead my brothers to report him."
"Okay, good brother, record the names of all the dozen brothers who came here. We will repay your merits when we rush out this time." Pei Ziyun said, turning to Zhang Ling who came out of the ruined temple: "This part will be done by You come to handle the reconciliation."
"Yes!" Zhang Ling responded, glanced over, and lowered his head.
(End of chapter)