I am afraid this guy has considerable talent for psychedelic magic, and I am afraid that he also has the skill of extremely dexterous fingers. This thought only flashed in the heart of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, but his body reaction came much faster than the thought, or a conditioned reflex had already formed.
In fact, Ma Yueying just felt her body froze and Wang Zhaozhen had grabbed her arm and dragged her back. Then, Xinwang Zhaozhen took back the flying long sword and cut her foot with a sword. Stumbling horses.
At this time, Wang Shanyue's steel claws were also empty, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's steel claws that made Wang Shanyue attack again did not succeed.
"Thanks," Ma Yueying said. "Don't talk nonsense, go and kill other enemies." Xinwang Zhao Zhen said. Wang Shanyue had already attacked again, and this guy could see it too. Not only did Xin Wang Zhao Zhen see through his tricks from the beginning, but he also recognized his traps.
In fact, this trap method is actually a kind of psychic hint, a kind of psychedelic technique. It makes people think that they are in a trap of some effect and subconsciously resist their actions.
But just like most illusions, although others can see the effects of this trap and the trap, but they themselves will not be affected by it. It's just that this is Wang Shanyue's secret and the master's skill. He didn't expect that Wang Zhaozhen would know this too.
Of course, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen knew it, but it was a question of common sense in Wang Shanyue's eyes that was completely different. In the Song Dynasty and even in the entire world, the number of people who can psychic and spiritual hints has not been many.
With his talent and convenience in Mingjiao, Wang Shanyue not only learned this skill, but also advanced to the master's strength.
After reaching a very strong strength, he began to gradually discover the benefits of this ability, because not many people were familiar with psychedelics and psychic hints, and even fewer people were familiar with their fighting methods.
This is a huge advantage in actual combat. He has previously fought many enemies who are stronger than himself, without exception, using strange offensive methods to finally win, but he did not expect that today he finally met an opponent who could see through him. .
This guy must die! Wang Shanyue's heart was cold, and he waved his paw forward, Xin Wang Zhaozhen moved back. The letter to the king Zhao Zhen withdrew. Wang Shanyue's steel paw was swung down and patted in the empty space. But Wang Shanyue raised his head and saw that the other party was ten meters away.
What speed is this? "Who is this guy?" The protector who contacted the Great Sage King of the Kingdom of Jin and Mingjiao suddenly forgot to catch up. The letter king Zhao Zhen in front of him is simply beyond his cognition. Although he had high martial arts strength at a young age, Wang Shanyue himself was a genius.
It seems that this young man's martial arts is a bit too weird in high-strength combat, right? Let alone a master of martial arts, this is a master of martial arts and may not be able to retreat ten meters!
Wang Shanyue was secretly shocked, he himself had experienced extraordinary, learned a variety of combat skills, and was confident that he would have the power to fight even against the enemies of the master. And he himself is very proud of this.
But I didn't expect that now I was just fighting against a young guy. Between one or two moves, he didn't seem to have the upper hand. He was so knowledgeable, and naturally, he was suspicious of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Could this guy be the legendary letter king Zhao Zhen, the world's number one master Zhao Zhen
When Xin Wang Zhao Zhen fought against Wang Shanyue, Sun Zhengxian drove his bandit fighters into two directions, bypassing the central battlefield, and attacking both sides outside the cottage.
But the soldiers of the Special Forces of the King’s Army have been waiting here. The soldiers of the Xinwangjun Special Forces were divided into two teams, together with the guards commanded by Cui Hu, guarding the side entrance of the cottage on both sides, and quickly slayed with the bandit soldiers who touched from the forest.
Those savage, simple-minded bandits, driven by the urging and rewarding benefits of their bosses, rushed out of the woods screaming. They moved quickly one by one and quickly rushed up, some carrying wooden ladders, and some directly rushing to the gate of Muzhai, but what awaited them was often a cold light of death.
The soldiers condescendingly thrust their swords down in their hands, piercing the throats of these bandits, and then gently pushed with their elbows to throw the cold body down.
In the face of dozens of corpses, the bandit's attacking momentum suddenly stopped. How could the Mingjiao warriors who are hiding behind the refuge king Zhao Zhendi let go of this good opportunity? They immediately released the arrows and crossbows on the bowstrings, and the chaotic sound of "swish!", from the back of the cottage to the front, connected into a white line, these arrows representing death extended and flew to the bandits. In the formation, let them fall backwards in rows.
A large number of arrows poured down quickly, and the condescending shooting was a disaster for the bandits. When the rain of arrows fell on them, Yama's messengers began to pass over them, and one by one the bandits fell to the ground.
The bandit leaders in the back row tried to mobilize archers to fight back, but not to mention that most bandit archers did not have much combat effectiveness and had not undergone formal training. What's more, at the beginning of the battle, their tattered bows and arrows had actually been shot at themselves by the opponent's arrows before they were within their own range.
Lack of long-range weapons to fight back and cover, the bandits began to stop and even retreat.
A special forces commander looked down and immediately removed the horn from his waist and began to hum. The tone of this number is impassioned and has been rooted in the hearts of these fighters since the letter Wang Zhaozhen trained them-because he only represents one thing, that is to charge!
The soldiers of the Xinwangjun Special Forces squatted forward with a bang with their hands erected and sharp-edged swords. "Who are we?" "The invincible letter Wangjun Special Force!"
"Kill the enemy!" The soldiers of the Xinwangjun special team roared in unison and launched a charge. The speed of the team's charge was like mercury pouring down, and the bandits were unable to resist. What they have to face is not only a group of high-level martial arts fighters with perfect cooperation, but all of them are masters who are proficient in killing combat techniques and fighting.
The long-range strikes of those Mingjiao followers and guards who had taken refuge in Wang Zhaozhen began to extend backwards, and in just one round, they had damaged two heavy crossbows. When the last spare heavy crossbow was taken away, Pang Zheng had to replace it with a short bow, but even so, the young man of the original Mingjiao Protector Group felt enthusiastic.
Less than thirty steps ahead is an endless forest and a lot of bandits. But those savage bandits couldn't cross that line of defense no matter how they attacked. Not only that, the soldiers of the Xinwangjun Special Forces also took the initiative to launch an assault:
Charge against hundreds of bandits with dozens of people.
This is the real battle. Pang Zheng listened to the warriors singing the battle hymn of Professor Wang Zhaozhen, and felt that his blood was burning from his bones. A shudder swept through his body, as if returning to the battlefield that existed to resist the forces of the Golden Army.
It was a magnificent war, and all the peoples really put their utmost into it, fighting to defend the country and the nation, an epic war. Pang Zheng fought back with a short bow while feeling inexplicably that he seemed to have fallen in love with this feeling.
When the long sound of the horn sounded, it swept across the battlefield like a distant whirlwind. No matter how far away, almost everyone is stimulated.
It was the war trombone of the King Xinjun. Hearing the sound of this horn, Wang Shanyue's face changed again and again. At this position, he couldn't see the two wings that were hidden by the forest. Naturally, he didn't know what was going on there.
But the sound of the trombone would not lie, he knew that it might be the horn of the king's army. Because I have heard the introduction of gold people. The horn of the letter to the king is very peculiar, and it is very exciting to hear it. It's a pity that it is the fighters of the Special Forces who believe in the king's army that are exhilarating.
Facing the troops who believed in the king's army, Wang Shanyue was convinced that it was Sun Zhengxian who was stupid and arrogant, and was like a nouveau riche, who messed up the whole thing. But what he didn't think about was how to find the guy who did not succeed and beat him severely. He now has the mind to retreat.
Wang Shanyue was about to grease the soles of his feet, because that damn thief head son Sun Zheng had no good end, but he didn't want to put his life here. The opposing trombone only means one thing. One of the strongest battle sequences among the King's Army fighters, the King's Special Forces fighter, appeared on the battlefield.
I just don't know how many soldiers from the Special Forces of the Believe King's Army have arrived.
Thinking of this, he didn't want to fight anymore, just glanced bitterly at Xinwang Zhao Zhen who was not far away, then pulled away and retreated. His speed is not low, Wang Shanyue's figure floats backwards, his body is as light as a swallow.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was taken aback, he was afraid that Wang Shanyue would bypass them and make trouble behind them. At this moment, the soldiers of the Special Forces of Believe in the King’s Army have dealt with the bandits, the Great Sage’s Cultists, and the Mongolian and Golden Men. If they face this psychedelic master, it’s not easy to say. He immediately rushed to the commander of the letter Wangjun Special Forces soldier who was galloping here and shouted: "Stop him on the number one!"
In fact, he didn't need to remind him, the One had already thought of this. She leveled her spear and immediately launched a charge. Their horses are all good horses from the north. Their speed is terrifying. At this moment, they are more like a silver comet. He traverses a beautiful arc along the edge of the forest, and the next moment he rides on Wang Shanyue alone. On the way back.
"Wang Shanyue, you have committed too many evils. Save your life. And your people, a bunch of traitors who betrayed the country and betrayed your ancestors. You must pay for this!"
Number One crossed the spear, while allowing the horse to turn around, facing Wang Shanyue, who was wearing a black and red cloak, righteously said.
Wang Shanyue gritted his teeth secretly, he didn't want to say anything to the knight of the King's Army Special Forces. Believing in Wang Zhao Zhen's order deepened his suspicion. The other party seemed confident and made up his mind to keep them here. This is a trap. Although I don't know what connection this group has with Xiao Shanhe, a traitor to the Great Sage King of Mingjiao. But at this time, facing Xinwang who was originally the target prey, now he has become a hunter. He was already deeply alert.
"Damn bandit! Can't even spot the enemies in his own territory. A bunch of idiots! Bastards!" He cursed in his heart, turned and fled in the other direction. But how his speed can be compared to the speed of a war horse, when he turned around, the Xin Wangjun Special Forces soldiers were already waiting on his way with a cold expression.
Wang Shanyue tried the knife and changed directions three times, but he was stopped in this way without running too far three times. He was already a little panicked, the other party dared to stop himself so confidently, he must have relied on. All he could think of was the powerful army, and the Jinren could not be afraid to fight with these powerful fighters, but he couldn't.
He reluctantly looked at the commander of the King’s Army Special Forces Commander No. 1. Right in front of him was one of the world’s most adept army fighters. Only a fool would expect such an opponent to make mistakes.
In this case, it seems that there is only a trick.
While stopping Wang Shanyue on the 1st, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, who had just retreated with Ma Yueying's arm, immediately felt black before his eyes, and a cold and dangerous aura was coming. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen could guess that it was almost without thinking. What an enemy.
The Mongolian leader, a big man with a huge figure, held a huge arc-shaped scimitar and made a straight cut. The air became restless, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen seemed to feel a sense of suffocation.
He didn't even think about it, turning around to hug Ma Yueying was to fly back. The two leaped back in the forest together, pierced into the air with a "woo-woo" knife. But a huge force cut down the big tree in front of Xinwang Zhao Zhen.
To others, it looks like this huge barbarian, cut down, it seems that the wind has cut off the giant tree, this tree immediately turned into mud and returned to the forest...
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen couldn't help taking a breath when she saw this scene.
The other party won the guidance of a famous teacher, and the sword is as fast as lightning. Now he seems to have to re-recognize this Mongolian martial arts realm.
This guy is probably not the chief patriarch of the tribe, maybe it is the elder of the faction or the expert, in this case, although he is still not his opponent, but with the surrounding gang of Mongolian masters and golden assassins, this is enough. Wang Zhaozhen has a headache.
But with a slight movement of his hand, he touched Ma Yueying's hand in his arms. He was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head, only to see the red-clothed girl lying flat in his arms, looking at him calmly with amber eyes.
"sorry it's okay."
The letter king Zhao Zhen quickly let go, waved his long sword, and prepared to attack again. The other party obviously saw that Xinwang Zhaozhen was very powerful, so he hurriedly took out a black medicine porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the mouth of the bottle, and poured the liquid medicine into his mouth one after another. At the same time, dozens of Mongols raised longbows to shoot arrows, and dozens of golden assassins killed them one after another.
He provokes chaotic arrows and slashes several golden assassins. After seeing that Mongolian leader took the medicine, his muscles became stronger. The letter king Zhao Zhen stared straight at him. Herbalism in this era is really good, so is this okay
"Are you able to move?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen threw out the long sword full of gaps, and the flying sword stabbed a Mongolian archer to death. Then he drew out the short sword and asked Ma Yueying.
Ma Yueying helped Xinwang Zhao Zhen to straighten up, patted the dust on her breastplate, did not answer, just nodded gently.
"Be careful, that Mongol leader is very strong. He has a very high level of martial arts skills and strength, and this guy is taking drugs. Be careful of his attacks--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, as if to prove his words, the Mongolian leader suddenly howled. He lifted the big knife upward, and the speed became faster in an instant. The Mongolian leader roared, holding the big knife high, and then slashed in the direction where the two of them were at lightning speed.
"Avoid" the letter king Zhao Zhen and Ma Yueying shot left and right, and the big knife immediately hit the ground behind them, and then the ground burst apart. At that moment, it seemed that the entire forest land had jumped, and a shock wave swept in all directions along the explosion point.
The dust is flying, the earth is cracking, and the power of this blow can be imagined.
"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" The forest was filled with smoke and Ma Yueying's voice came from the other side of the smoke. "It's okay."
The letter king Zhao Zhen deliberately responded loudly, trying to hit the enemy's attention to his side. Suddenly, in the smoke and dust, a few arrows flew, and the letter king Zhao Zhen picked them up without even looking.
However, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's alertness has already been mentioned as the highest. The Mongolian leader is very powerful, plus dozens of golden men, Mongols, and Mingjiao masters. Especially in this environment, if they launch a full-scale sneak attack, he is invincible, and he might eat if he is not careful. Big loss.
But at this moment, the two people who were cautiously amidst the smoke suddenly heard an exclamation from outside the court.
"Special Force Captain One!" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's heart tightened.
"Woo woo woo-!" When the long horn sounder went through the battlefield, the mood of the bandit robber leader Sun Zhengxian could be described by entanglement. If you add a word before entanglement to reflect his true mood, it is very, very good Tangled.
He was not as knowledgeable as Wang Shanyue, and he could recognize that the opponent was the famous Xinwangjun Special Forces Warrior Corps based on his unique voice alone.
But this is not bad, because at his position you can easily see a row of soldiers of the King’s Army wearing silver-gray armor at the gate of the cottage, one by one wearing the cuirass produced by the special press of the King’s Army. , Plus three-sided skirt armor, a sharp sword and spear. He is even a fool and knows the origin of the other party.
The bandit offensive under his own quickly frustrated, and even that shouldn't be described as frustrated, it was a one-sided rout.
The impact of the soldiers of the Xinwangjun Special Forces was extremely terrifying. They looked like dozens of silver-gray sharp knives, cutting into their subordinates as if they were cutting butter.