This scene was something Shen Tang had not expected.
She thought that this mysterious incarnation of literary energy would be a threat to her. After all, the literary talents of the literati were varied, and she could never be sure that the other party would be able to trick her. Unexpectedly, this person was attacked before he could even make a splash.
After all, the incarnation of literary energy is made up of a mass of "energy".
Once the balance is lost, the incarnation of literary energy will dissipate.
In Gong Xichou's words, this guy was bitten back.
This matter also exceeded Zhang He's expectations.
Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a vague sense of uneasiness quietly filled his heart, making him feel that he was having difficulty breathing. Suddenly, he felt a strong gaze. Under this gaze, he felt as if his skin had been peeled off, and he lost his sense of security from the inside out. Zhang He followed the gaze and happened to meet Chen Tang's almond-shaped eyes with gloomy murderous intent.
The latter's gaze gave him the illusion of being pricked by needles.
A cold wind blew across my neck, and my skin trembled.
Chen Tang made a beautiful sword flower and said casually: "Gong Xichou, do you have the confidence to take on this army formation by yourself?"
Gong Xichou laughed: "Give me the man and I'll carry him for you to see!"
The person he was talking about was the senior high priest.
Chen Tang said: "One stick of incense, one stick of incense at the latest!"
A stick of incense -
Take down Zhang He’s head!
Huang Lie's main force went to Chaoli Pass. His heavy shield warriors were huge. How long could the border barrier of Chaoli Pass hold out? Wei Shou and Chu Jie could only delay the sixteenth-level general for a while. She and Gong Xichou had to come back to help as soon as possible. The two of them joined forces and concentrated their forces to break the formation. There was not much suspense, but they were not willing to just kill back like this.
If she could kill Zhang He, she would destroy the alliance between Huang Lie and the other two from the root, and the pressure on her side would be reduced. Most importantly, she needed Zhang He's head to boost the morale of the army. Therefore, Zhang He must die today! Chen Tang's eyes were cold, and she was filled with murderous intent.
She shouted, "Gongxichou!"
A thick python came flying in a circle.
The snake raised its head high and used its body to block Chen Tang.
Chen Tang raised her sword and turned into a sword shadow and rushed straight towards Zhang He. The moment Zhang He met Chen Tang's eyes, he knew her decapitation plan. How could he dare to gamble with his own life
His reaction was not slow, but Shen Tang was faster.
The sword energy broke through the air, and wherever it passed, the air space was violently torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, leaving only a vaguely twisted path. The sword energy carried a burst of sound that temporarily made people tinnitus and deafness, and killed the obstacle with a momentum that split the sky and the earth.
Puff, puff, puff—
Blood flowers bloomed from the horrific wound, and the intact body was split into two along with the blood flowers. The body left its original place under the push of the blood column, and its hands, feet, eyes, mouth and other organs could still move.
As the blood rained down, a strong stench filled the air and the nearby soldiers were caught off guard and were sprayed in the face.
The sword energy and breeze brushed across my cheek, causing a slight stinging pain.
Someone raised his hand to touch it, and the skin on his face fell off.
You can even feel the fat blood vessels under the skin with your fingertips.
Zhang He had no intention of paying attention to all this.
The threat to his life was like a shadow, entwining his neck like a poisonous snake, tightening and depriving his chest of the remaining air bit by bit. The snow-white edge was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes, until a familiar roar pulled him back to reality.
"How dare you harm my lord, you thief?" Zhang He's subordinates are also very capable. Although the lineup is not as luxurious as Wu Xian's, it is also impressive. However, it pales in comparison with Chen Tang. He knew that he could not stop Chen Tang, but he was still willing to fight with his life.
Gong Xichou was responsible for containing the legion, while Chen Tang rushed into the enemy's core alone to execute the decapitation plan. If he could not achieve his goal as quickly as possible, he would be surrounded by the enemy.
Therefore, she wanted to make a quick decision.
Anyone who stands in her way, no matter what ghost or god -
kill!
Seeing that Chen Tang did not dodge or give way, the enemy general was horrified and did not dare to hold back. He instantly burst out with a bright light like the scorching sun! A half-man-high giant hammer smashed down on Chen Tang's head!
bite-
There was a barely perceptible crisp sound.
The enemy general's expression, which had just relaxed for a moment, became serious again, with disbelief in his eyes. Then there was another light crack, and an inconspicuous crack appeared on the hammer. The firelight cast a red thread along the crack and fell into his eyes.
The hammer handle split in the middle.
At this moment, he felt a stabbing pain in the base of his thumb.
I can't feel my fingers for some reason.
With a snap, a broken palm fell to the ground and the heavy hammer dissipated.
He subconsciously tried to swallow his saliva, his Adam's apple moved halfway, and a thin red mark cut his body into two parts.
It all happened in an instant.
He even had doubts - why did the temperature suddenly drop and why did his vision suddenly become lower
Before he lost consciousness, he saw a bloody jaw with clean and smooth lines, and the other person stepped over him.
The noisy shouting and screaming around became increasingly vague.
One person died, but there were still many more, like a wave that closed in, blocking Chen Tang's path, completely separating her from her target. Someone's spear broke through Chen Tang's aura and headed straight for her eyes. Without even looking, she pulled the sword out of one person's heart, and the bloody sword struck the hook-shaped sharp weapon on the side of the spear, cutting it in half like a knife cutting tofu.
boom-
Violent martial energy burst out from her body.
The weaker enemies nearby didn't even have time to scream, and their bodies flew backwards. The lucky ones just fainted, while the unlucky ones were stabbed to death by their own people behind them. Chen Tang took advantage of the gap in the clearing and approached the target again.
"Zhang Yongqing!"
This is called a decapitation operation!
The feeling of the sword cutting through flesh and blood was real, but the person in front of him changed from Zhang He to a strange-looking Wudan warrior. The opponent was well prepared, shouting about his potential, and slashed the broadsword at Shen Tang's neck at less than an arm's length.
Shen Tang, who was half covered in blood, simply tilted his head slightly.
Her free left hand was tilted upward.
With just two fingers, the blade can be clamped, making it difficult to move forward.
"Tsk, you're a man, I'll give you a quick death!" As the head and body were separated, Chen Tang kicked the remaining body away with one foot, and the sword swept in a circle, and the circular sword energy cleared a space around her. She locked onto Zhang He's breath and position again.
Shen Tang was not surprised by this result.
If she falls into Zhang He's situation, Wu Hui and others will fight to the death, just to delay time and exchange for a glimmer of hope. As the leader of a force, Zhang He made his fortune by relying on the "benevolent heart of a doctor". There are too many people who are willing to die for him because of his kindness. However, no matter how many there are, they can be killed!
Across the crowd, Zhang He saw the blood-soaked Shen Tang grinning at him. The muscles on both sides of his nose twitched, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He wasn't afraid of Shen Tang alone, but with Gong Xichou taking the firepower of the legion and Shen Youli no longer restrained, he had to be afraid! If this man went crazy and fought hard, he could really kill him!
"Stop it! Stop it!"
Zhang He's guards on both sides called out loudly.
However, it was these orders that not only failed to calm the situation, but made the battlefield even more chaotic. Without shouting, the soldiers on the front line who were concentrating on fighting had no idea that their lord was about to be killed by a single person. Once they shouted at the top of their lungs, more people would hear them.
In addition, Chen Tang was still charging forward, and the path was littered with corpses, which inevitably caused panic, making Gong Xichou less and less stressed. As mentioned before, the power of the army is related to the will of the soldiers. When people are restless, morale is like a dam releasing floodwaters...
Wouldn’t the pressure Gong Xichou faces be less
Chen Tang's desperate decapitation operation instantly reversed the situation between the enemy and us, and it was Zhang He's army that was embarrassed.
They diverted a lot of energy to protect Zhang He, so Gong Xichou could take advantage of the situation and kill the soldiers in the weaker parts of the army. If they focused on dealing with Gong Xichou, Zhang He would be chased and beheaded by Chen Tang, a mad dog-like 16th-level great master.
The most taboo thing on the battlefield is hesitation.
Indecisive and wavering.
The generals commanding the legion hesitated, but their lord Zhang He was extremely decisive. But what was that sentence called
Hesitation will lead to failure, decisiveness will lead to failure.
Zhang He decisively chose to evacuate.
It's just that he evacuated, but not completely.
He considered that if the army moved, the power of the army formation would be greatly reduced, and if he could not hold Gong Xichou back, he would be dead. Therefore, the final decision was that Zhang He would be protected by some elite troops and leave, and the four-sided army formation could besiege Shen Tang for a while.
This amount of time is enough for Zhang He to escape far away.
And this just happened to play into Chen Tang's hands.
Because when Zhang He evacuated, there would definitely be a gap in the four-sided army formation, which was also the weakest point in the defense. It would not be difficult to take advantage of the opportunity to rush out. It was not easy to find Zhang He among ten thousand people, and it was difficult to go through the huge crowds of people. But once he left, without the protection of the army, what was the difference between a few dozen people and being alone? Wouldn't that be as conspicuous as a lone on a bald head
With the help of his trusted men, Zhang He crossed half of the mountain in just two breaths. Although he could not hear the shouting and killing, he knew that he was far from safe. With Chen Tang's strength, he could still catch up with him if he was determined...
He wants to run further.
"Go to Chaoli Pass!"
Huang Lie's troops are there, it's the safest place and the distance is also close.
Zhang He retreated for only ten breaths, and Chen Tang killed all the assassins who tried to stop her, and finally broke through the encirclement of the four-sided army formation. However, Zhang He and his group were also cunning. When they fled, they let the two groups of incarnations retreat in different directions, deliberately creating confusion and confusing judgment.
"Huh? Choose one out of three?"
She has only one choice.
She didn't hesitate and headed straight for Liguan. There was no need to save reserves at this time. Chen Tang squeezed the speed limit of his body and soon made a discovery. He swung the Mother Sword in his hand according to his intuition and chanted softly: "Starry sky!"
Buzz—
The energy of heaven and earth trembled.
Densely packed words formed the vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard, which instantly expanded to the limit, and the entire chessboard was her territory.
"Zhang He, you are lost and you will find your way back!"
The moment the stars appeared under his feet, Zhang He realized that something was wrong, and his heart sank. When he saw a giant floating scroll condensed by literary energy appearing on the path, his eyelids trembled fiercely! In the previous Dragon Slaying Bureau, he had naturally studied the details of Chen Tang killing the sixteenth-level great creator Jiang Ao carefully. The same scene was imposed on him, which meant that the death warrant of King Yama was about to fall on him!
Even his trusted aides know this killer move.
However, he did not expect that the suction force of the scroll was only directed at Zhang He.
At the critical moment, Li Dai Tao took the blame!
Chen Tang looked at the dead tree falling from midair and cursed in his heart. I didn't feel anything before, but now I have only one thought - the profession of Wenxin scribe is really hated! There is only one last blow left to kill, but he can still dodge it!
Those with a bad mentality, won’t they collapse
Oh-
So what if Zhang He has scholars of letters and literati protecting him
"I am also a scholar of letters!" As long as Zhang He and others are still within her range, she can make her move.
What could be more desperate than being in a desperate situation
Of course it was when he thought he had escaped!
A chess piece that no one could see fell on the surface of the world. Snap, circles of transparent ripples spread out.
This chess piece is called -
A blind spot!
A single leaf blocks the view of Mount Tai.
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Zhang He and others were on high alert.
Before all this happened, they had never thought that they would encounter such a dramatic battle in their careers—a brave warrior confronting an army of 10,000 people head-on. Two sixteenth-level great warriors!
However, when I think of what Chen Tang did at the Xiaocheng Alliance, it doesn't seem surprising. After all, this madman surnamed Chen fought against Gong Xichou in front of the battle formation, and finally provoked the army formation. Why didn't he backfire and die
Zhang He cursed in his heart.
But when he thought about how he was forced to flee in a hurry by the two young men, his anger grew even stronger - why did these two not stay at Chaoli Pass and run around? If they hadn't made trouble, Wu Zhaode would have been killed by now! He lost more than he gained!
This place is very close to Chaoli Pass.
If you concentrate your martial energy on your ears, you can still hear the shouts of killing in Mohu. Across the two peaks, you can see the pass surrounded by flames of war. Here, Zhang He is completely safe.
But his face remained livid.
Because the elite troops he brought with him were still being held back by Gong Xichou.
They had been ordered to retreat while fighting before retreating. Chen Tang had been lured away, and only Gong Xichou was left, so the army's retreat pressure was much less. Although the loss seemed small, Zhang He knew that his face had been torn and trampled by Chen Tang and the others.
Such humiliation can only be washed away with blood!
"Gong Xichou..."
"The Gongxi clan..."
And that Shen Youli...
Zhang He was like a vicious venomous snake, and the words he spat out were poisonous enough to kill with one blow: "How long can you remain rampant?"
The grasshoppers in autumn can only jump for a few more days!
They also have sharp blades hanging around their necks!
A sweet and fishy taste rose in Zhang He's throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood foam. He calmed his breath a little and was about to set off to meet up with Huang Lie's troops.
But before he could stand up straight, the trusted scholar beside him suddenly opened his eyes and said hesitantly: "My lord?"
Zhang He asked: "What's wrong?"
The scribe looked around: "Something is wrong!"
As soon as these words came out, the people who had escaped death once again tensed up their nerves, tacitly surrounding Zhang He and looking around vigilantly. Zhang He's heart also skipped a beat: "Where?"
As soon as the words fell, the night wind made the leaves rustle.
Zhang He found nothing unusual.
But he always trusted his confidants, so since something was wrong, he should not stay here for long, so he immediately set off to Chaoli Pass. When he arrived at the battlefield, the fighting was more brutal than expected.
Snap—
His raised foot seemed to be caught by something.
Zhang He raised his foot and kicked, and the soldier, with only the upper half of his body and his intestines scattered all over the ground, rolled on the ground for several rounds.
The soldier survived despite such serious injuries.
He moaned softly, revealing a bloodstained face, and lay on the ground helplessly. As he turned his head, he revealed a pair of eyes that Zhang He was very familiar with. Before Zhang He could recall where he had seen these eyes, the other party opened his mouth weakly.
"ah… "
“…You kicked me so hard…”
"... my legs, my intestines, my stomach..."
“… It hurts, it hurts, where are my feet…”
The man kept mumbling about his legs, and his hands kept searching for his waist, but he only felt the bloody broken ends. The limbs below the waist were gone. The man seemed to be afraid to accept this result, and he exerted force on his waist and stretched his neck forward, trying to sit up on the spot: "My legs, my legs!"
"Ha ha ha ha-"
"My legs, Zhang Yongqing—"
"Where are my legs? Where are my legs?"
When the man called out Zhang He's name, the guards around him changed color, realizing that what they saw might be fake. A general with a more irritable temper simply swung his sword, and the blade pierced through the man's body. The split upper body closed in front of everyone, and the man was still groping for his missing lower limbs.
"My legs—"
"My legs!"
The man's voice became more and more shrill.
The scholars around Zhang He tried to break the illusion, but their efforts only caused ripples in the environment, and soon it returned to calm. At this time, Zhang He remembered where he had seen those eyes before, in the bronze mirror!
Those are his eyes, his face!
When he realized this, his face turned dark.
What's even more terrifying is what happens next -
A smiling female voice sounded beside his ear, and a cold breath was exhaled on his earlobe, and the chill penetrated deep into his heart.
"Zhang Yongqing, where are your legs?"