Outside the clouds, a huge deep pit appeared in front of everyone.
In the deep pit, blood flowed into a river, and the soldiers who attacked Deng Jiuling just now turned into nothingness.
One knife!
cut! thousand! people!
Hum!
This was a peerless knife, and everyone was trembling, and they all sucked in air-conditioning.
Just now, the old Tianfeng Pavilion ignited his vitality, forcibly ascended to the realm of half-step power, and used the ultimate half-step collapse punch, which could kill a hundred people with one punch.
But Deng Jiuling neither ignited the vitality, nor urged the secret method, nor did he perform any magical skills!
Deng Jiuling was able to kill a thousand people with just a random stab
day!
This is still Deng Jiuling's casual knife. If he really swings the knife, what's the power
Incredible!
In the shock of everyone, Deng Jiuling dragged a three-meter knife and continued to move forward.
Wherever they went, the hands of the soldiers holding the sword were shaking, and their foreheads kept sweating.
Too horrible Nima!
Although all the soldiers knew very well, Deng Jiuling certainly couldn't swing his sword indefinitely, and he definitely had the maximum power limit.
but…
No one dare to gamble!
Because the gambling is lost, it is-heads to the ground!
"Xia Yuan, if you are a man, come and fight me, what is it to hide behind the scenes?" Deng Jiuling hooked his finger at Xia Yuan with contempt.
grass!
Upon hearing this, Xia Yuan was furious: "Smelly boy, don't think that you can kill a thousand people, this general will be afraid of you!"
When the voice was recorded, Xia Yuan waved his hand and said savagely: "Archer, shoot!"
As soon as the voice fell, tens of thousands of archers pointed their bows and arrows at Deng Jiuling at the same time.
"Shoot!" the adjutant roared.
Wow!
In an instant, bows and arrows rained, covering the sky!
however…
Facing these ten thousand arrows pierced through the heart, Deng Jiuling looked disdainful, still dragging the knife, step by step, and kept moving forward.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger.
Amidst the flying snow, a cluster of monstrous black lights loomed at the edge of Deng Jiuling's knife.
"Is this another trick?" The three elders shrank behind the soldier, his eyes full of shock.
Deng Jiuling is too strong, so strong it makes people collapse.
Under the pressure of Deng Jiuling slashing thousands of people with one sword, no soldier was willing to be cannon fodder, and no soldier was willing to fight Deng Jiuling in close hands.
One person, one person, shocking the army of 300,000!
This is the majesty of Deng Jiuling!
In the mist, the top of the Jing family looked at each other in a daze.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the people of the Jing family would never believe that there was a man as awesome as Deng Jiuling in the four seas.
too strong!
It is simply the reincarnation of the killing god!
however…
Even if you, Deng Jiuling, are very strong, could you still be able to withstand a thousand arrows
"Ugh."
The senior Jing family shook their heads with despair in their eyes.
"Boss, I will definitely win!" With clenched fists, Sedum looked firm.
Wow!
The next moment, the arrow fell, covering the sky and the earth, covering everyone's sight.
"No matter who you are, this general will send you back to the West!" Xia Yuan smiled wildly, smiling very proudly.
No matter how powerful a martial arts master, he cannot fight against a large-scale warrior!
Historically, those martial arts masters who crossed the world would choose to succumb when faced with imperial oppression.
Even martial arts masters like Yang Luchan often contact the powerful and even teach them martial arts.
Because Yang Luchan knows very well that no matter how strong he is, he is still an ant in front of the court!
Throughout dynasties for thousands of years, most emperors did not know martial arts, but they were able to sit firmly in the country and suppress all dissatisfaction!
No matter how powerful the martial arts master, it is just a personal strength!
Under the army of three hundred thousand, everything is ants!
This is Xia Yuan's self-confidence!
however…
After the rain of arrows settled, a figure dragging a big knife appeared in front of everyone again in the snow all over the sky.
"This... how is this possible!"
day!
This kid is not dead
Hum!
There was a commotion among the soldiers, and all of them were shocked.
In that round of arrows just now, every archer shot a bow and arrow with a quiver. Ten thousand people shot at the same time. That was one hundred thousand bows and arrows!
With so many bows and arrows, let's not talk about the master of martial arts, even if it comes in half a step, it will be reduced to a tragedy.
But Deng Jiuling, is there anything wrong with him
This... This is not scientific!
What no one knows is that Deng Jiuling had already stepped into the book of life and death as early as the moment the bow and arrows descended.
With Deng Jiuling's physical strength, he is naturally not afraid of these bows and arrows.
But as Xia Yuan expected, no matter how strong Deng Jiuling was, he was only one person after all, and his true energy would eventually run out.
What Deng Jiuling had to do was to preserve his strength as much as possible and kill more people!
Fighting requires brains.
Killing in one breath with brute force is nothing more than a butcher tyrant.
"Don't be afraid, continue shooting and shoot him to death!" Xia Yuan roared, and there was even powder fear in his voice.
Xia Yuan, I'm scared!
Nima, can you not be afraid
People are afraid of the unknown.
Deng Jiuling slashed thousands of people with a single knife. He was scary enough. Now he is not afraid of bows and arrows. How can Xia Yuan not be afraid
"Smelly boy, this general still doesn't believe it!" Xia Yuan took a sip after taking a drink, and Xia Yuan looked savage.
Drinking is not allowed on the battlefield, but Xia Yuan, as a general, naturally has privileges.
But Xia Yuan generally doesn't know how to drink on the battlefield.
When Xia Yuan encountered an unsolvable crisis, he would drink and be shocked.
In a similar situation, Xia Yuan has only encountered nine times in these twenty years.
But the nine crises added together are not as violent as this one.
Because the crisis this time is a crisis of life and death!
death!
When seeing Deng Jiuling, Xia Yuan felt the god of death beckon to him.
kill!
Only by killing Deng Jiuling can he vent the resentment in Xia Yuan's heart.
Ten thousand archers, they take out all the quiver, and shoot crazy arrows.
Wow! Wow!
In an instant, the rain of arrows is majestic, covering the sky and the sun!
Countless bows and arrows hit the ground, sparks spattered, and the ground they shot was shaking violently!
"Haha, this killing god is finally dead!"
"It's great to exchange the death of a thousand people for the death of the killing god!"
The soldiers hugged and wept, eyes full of tears of happiness.
however…
After the arrow rain, a towering young figure dragging a knife appeared in front of everyone.
"It's him!"
"God of killing is coming!"
"Quick... Run away!"
Those archers were frightened and ran away, lest their parents would have fewer legs.
Too horrible Nima!
Archers are originally long-range attacks, and their melee combat effectiveness is not very strong.
Now that Deng Jiuling has nothing to do, everyone naturally has to run away, lest it become a tragedy.
however…
late!
"I am smiling from the side to the sky!"
cut!
A sharp knife, an instant strategy.
Pull the knife!
Tear!
This stems from the world-famous swordsmanship, through a sharp and cold wolf-fanged knife, quickly cut out the monstrous black light, and instantly enveloped the ten thousand archers.
"Ah..." The continuous screams resounded across the sky!
All the fighters contaminated by the black light burst into flames instantly and involuntarily rushed to the huge pit.
One person, two people... hundreds of people!
In this scene, everyone who watched sucked in air-conditioning, and all fell into great horror.
"Good-natured people, why go directly to the giant pit to commit suicide?" The third elder shivered, his eyes full of horror.
Xia Yuan saw his scalp numb, and felt regret for the first time.
If you know that there is a evil star like Deng Jiuling, even if Xia Yuan is killed, he will not come to Tianfeng Island.
The dust is settled!
The scene before him stunned everyone.
Xia Yuan has carefully nurtured archers for twenty years-the entire army is wiped out!
All destroyed!
"Ten thousand people, that's ten thousand people!" Within the formation of Yunwuze, the housekeeper Jing Fu watched with enthusiasm.
"In ancient times, there have always been legends about killing thousands of people. I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect the legend to be true." Pavilion Master Jingtai also watched with passion and said excitedly.
The senior members of the Jing family were all excited and excited.
Deng Jiuling can kill 10,000 people with a single stab. Wouldn't it take only 30 stabs to kill an army of 300,000
Whoa, so cool!
At this moment, everyone in the Jing family had no hope of despair, and they all became excited and inexplicable.
However, among the crowd, Sedum frowned slightly: "Although the boss is powerful, such a terrifying move may be difficult to continue."
Sedum's guess was correct. Deng Jiuling slashed tens of thousands of people with a single blow. The cut just now cannot be repeated at all.
It's just this, Xia Yuan didn't know, nor did his fighters.
fear!
terrible!
Seeing Deng Jiuling dragging the knife, step by step, continuing to move forward, the soldiers all walked back with horror on their faces.
Tianfeng Pavilion killed 10,000 people, Deng Jiuling killed 10,000 people, and Xia Yuan’s soldiers actually had more than 270,000 people.
If these fighters were not afraid of death, and if they swarmed forward and hacked, Deng Jiuling would turn around and leave without saying a word.
But it is a pity that these fighters have long lost their fighting spirit, and they dare not fight Deng Jiuling at all.
A person, no matter how high your martial arts is, if you lose your confidence, it is no different from waste.
Two hundred and seventy thousand soldiers were forced to retreat by a young man
day!
It's terrifying!
Rao is Xia Yuan who has been fighting for many years, and his mentality has long been stable, and he is also frustrated by this scene.
"A bunch of rubbish, so many of you, you are actually afraid that one person will be given to this general. Fill him up with a sea of people!" Xia Yuan jumped into thunder and let out a hysterical roar.
However, no matter how Xia Yuan roared, the soldiers continued to retreat, and no one dared to fight Deng Jiuling.
Nima, go up and die, who dares to go forward
"The general doesn't need to worry. The power this kid remembered just now is nothing more than the mass grave power sealed by the Spike Sword."
The mud bodhisattva had a look of disdain, and his eyes were full of hideousness: "If the old man is right, the evil spirit in the wolf-toothed sword has disappeared, and he will definitely not be able to issue a similar second sword!"
"Today's plan only needs ten thousand people to encircle and suppress, and it doesn't take many weapons to make this kid—death! Nothing! Burial! Body! Here! Earth!"
Boom!
As soon as he said this, Deng Jiuling frowned slightly, and his gaze at the mud bodhisattva suddenly became a little sharper.