Jin Wushu let out a long roar, his body turned into a plume of no substance, and he rolled straight towards Zhao Kuangyin.
His knife has been broken!
There is no knife in his hand!
However, his whole person seems to have become a knife that is always urging!
A knife scattered into smoke!
In the mist of the mountains and mist, for a moment, it seemed as if the cold light of the knife flashed everywhere, the edges and corners of the knife.
He vomits blood because he is ashamed!
Hundreds of thousands of Jurchen's most elite cavalry and hundreds of thousands of Jurchen warriors were defeated by the Song Dynasty army!
And this Song State army did not exceed 50,000 people from beginning to end!
And the commander of the Jurchen army, he did not see from the beginning to the end the flaws in the Song Dynasty army, so that the elite troops under his leadership were step by step into the current situation!
This is a shameful shame that the commander can hardly wash his whole life!
However, at that moment, he realized that there was really a golden opportunity to come back from a lifetime.
Since Song Jun does not have much real army left, and his own Jurchen army still has considerable combat power despite repeated setbacks, then take this opportunity to break out of the siege, and even take this opportunity to make Song Jun taste a little loss. The terrible taste is not impossible.
The key is to deliver this news and this command immediately!
In the interlocking qi and machine just now, he has already deeply realized the terrifying abyss of the Southern Kingdom emperor in front of him on his martial arts cultivation base.
He dared to speak frankly about the true and false of Song Guo's military power in front of him, but he was afraid that he already had full confidence in his heart, and he could stay here with all the four guards!
Do not!
You must not just wait and die like this!
Never let him do what he wants!
Therefore, Jin Wushu took advantage of the chaotic opportunity just now to throw away the best of the four guards from a distance, and while screaming out the order in his mouth, he used the most for himself. The fierce offensive ran into Zhao Kuangyin.
This time it was no longer a tentative shot like the interlocking of talents and machines, but from the moment he jumped up, his attack was filled with indomitable tragedy.
He had never even considered his own safety or not, because this was originally a way of preparing for both losses and burning jade and stone.
Perhaps his real purpose is not even the breakthrough plan of his Jurchen army, not to take the opportunity to do something with the Southern Song Dynasty, which is now open, but to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill him at all costs. This Song Kingdom emperor, even if he paid his own life as the price.
He knew just now that he couldn't help Zhao Kuangyin, but he thought it might be possible now.
Because there is no one who will not be disturbed by this sudden change like that just now.
After all, as long as this order was delivered in time, it was not only the Song army in the valley that would lose, but also the overall plan of the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, and even the Song Shiheshan whose door was now wide open.
Perhaps the entire battle between Song and Jin will be rewritten as a result!
Jin Wushu asked himself that he had been ups and downs for a long time, and he was indifferent to life and death, but if he changed his position and put himself in such a situation, I was afraid that he would suddenly feel confused.
So he chose to launch his most violent attack at this time.
That is to prevent Zhao Kuangyin from chasing after the guard who was rushing to deliver orders, and hoped to be able to kill this terrifying southern emperor with one blow.
The three guards beside him, although they have not fully understood Jin Wushu’s intentions, and even they have not yet awakened from this series of changes. However, once Jin Wushu shoots out, they are all self-defeating. It was almost instinctively that stretched out the knife in their hands at the same time.
They have been trained as guards of Jin Wushu since they were young. For more than ten years, they have slept and rested together. Wu Shu's intention, but between the first strikes, it coincided with Jin Wushu's offensive perfectly.
Three knives, three knife nets.
One covered the sky, the other covered the ground, and the other was imaginary, and sealed Zhao Kuangyin's back and forth.
They are guards and dead men.
Since they acted as the guards of Jin Wushu, they had engraved the faith of the dead man in their hearts, and even if they fought to the last person, they would never let Jin Wushu be harmed first.
They have already trained how to deal with the first step of their peers, so although they are not four people but only three people, the cooperation between them is still so seamless.
Between the green mountains and green waters, looking up, it seems that the sky and the earth were covered by the billowing blades at that moment, and the other blade was rolling back and forth, as if to twist everything in this space. powder.
And the most deadly thing is that in the sky full of blades, a figure that looks like a smoke without substance, tossing and rolling towards Zhao Kuangyin, for a while, it feels like all the breath in this world is enveloped. There was a faint death.
Knife light, mist.
Zhao Kuangyin did not move.
He stood between the green mountains and green waters, looking at the rolling blades and the mysterious and elusive figure in the murderous mist, but he seemed to wander freely among the valleys and mountains and enjoy the natural scenery between the heavens and the earth. In general, the negative hand Zhuo Li, that is, did not stray to chase the guard who was going to report the letter as Jin Wushu expected, nor did he move to block the murderous aura of the sword.
He just stood there quietly, as if he had become a landscape between heaven, earth and nature.
It's near!
The sword light cut across, the qi broke off, and Jinger seemed to tear open the entire landscape, and there was a sound like cracking silk.
The fog is silent.
Silent but most kills.
Jin Wushu suddenly stretched his figure in front of Zhao Kuangyin just seven steps, and his hands were like a knife, thrusting straight into Zhao Kuangyin's two flanks, and he was tearing Zhao Kuangyin into three pieces as if he were about to live.
Almost at the same moment, the sky full of swordsmanship was all in vain.
The three men, armed with three unpretentious knives, all approached Zhao Kuangyin from the three most tricky angles, and between moving, vaguely sealed every retreat of the Southern Kingdom emperor in front of him.
It's done!
Even Jin Wushu's heart couldn't help but feel slightly happy.
At such a distance, and the Southern Kingdom emperor hadn't acted on any precautions yet, I was afraid that no one would be able to escape the flanking attacks from these sides at the same time.
"drink!"
The three guards suddenly yelled, the scimitars in their hands were released, and they shook each other in mid-air, but they accelerated themselves a bit, and they all slashed towards Zhao Kuangyin from an angle that humans could never reach.
At the same time, Jin Wushu was already a ghost-like figure, but he sped up a bit!
Do not move!
Zhao Kuangyin stood still!
Even the slight smile at the corner of his mouth has not changed in the slightest.
Jin Wushu's sword-like hands seemed to have almost touched Zhao Kuangyin's skirt.
And the three scimitars seemed to have already penetrated into Zhao Kuangyin's body.
Suddenly, Jin Wushu and the three guards were at the same time, and he felt like a flower in front of him.
In their eyes, Zhao Kuangyin is still standing upright, holding his hand motionless.
However, this piece of heaven and earth, this piece of green mountains and green water, seemed to curl up in an instant.
Yes, the mountains and the water actually rolled up in an instant.
It was as if what lay in front of them was not the landscape in the realism, but the painting that looked like a landscape.
And Zhao Kuangyin is the person in the painting.
Just when their fierce offensive touched Zhao Kuangyin's body, this picturesque landscape and paintings were suddenly rolled up, and Zhao Kuangyin's whole person, just like that. Hidden.
The emptiness hides all the dharma, all causes and conditions, all occurrence and death conditions.
impossible!
Jin Wushu stretched his hand, but did not touch Zhao Kuangyin's chest and lungs as expected, and he couldn't help but stunned.
Mountain is mountain, water is water, how can it suddenly become like a painting? !
He looked up, and Zhao Kuangyin seemed to smile at him where he was still at his fingertips.
He exerted force under his feet, and he was about to pierce it straight again. Suddenly, behind his head, the sound of sharp blades slashing through the air suddenly rang.
He was anxious and helpless. He originally attacked Zhao Kuangyin's hands and spread to the left and right. He barely caught the weapons coming from both sides, but he hurriedly shrank, dangled, and swayed. Only then was he dangerously smashed from the top. The sharp weapon that came had already been shaved off and fluttered in the wind.
There was a sharp sound from the ground, and the sharp blade was inserted into the ground. It actually stirred up a few sparks on the grassy mountain and mud. You can imagine its speed and speed.