"put!"
A crisp female voice sounded.
It was Nangong Caishu who made the sound.
Her face was very stern, but because it was the first time she faced such a real battle formation and issued such an order, her shrill voice also had a hint of tremor.
It's just that the dozens of sergeants who had accepted the transfer order and gathered behind her did not hesitate at all.
These dozens of sergeants are old sergeants, and their mission in the army has always been to deal with practitioners' flying swords.
Practitioners' flying swords are the fastest killing weapon on the battlefield, so although these sergeants are not practitioners, they have gone through many tragic strangulations, and their wills have long been tempered like iron.
They have naturally filtered out all the noise on the battlefield, including any noise in Nangong Caishu's voice. When the military order sounded, these sergeants raised the crossbow in their hands almost expressionlessly, and pulled it down very smoothly and quickly. Brass trigger in hand.
Dozens of strange whistling sounds resounded in the air at the same time.
This kind of voice is no stranger to practitioners who have experienced battles.
Dozens of copper-colored metal flowers spread out in the air, all of which were metal nets with heavy falling objects on the edges.
The slightly cyan flying sword that was just picked up struggled like a fish caught in a net, but the more it struggled, the more all the nets became tangled together, and finally bound into a ball, turning into a red copper-colored sword. The metal ball smashed hard into the ground.
This is the sword beam net of the Great Qin Dynasty. The copper net with a lot of lead can bind the flying sword and at the same time, it can isolate the penetration of heaven and earth vitality and the flow of true energy to the greatest extent. If it wasn't for this flying sword being hit and provoked by another flying sword, how could these sword nets be easily hit by one blow, and finally bound this flying sword
Pieces of uncontrollable cheers and roars sounded in the army.
These sergeants naturally knew what price they would have to pay to deal with a practitioner on weekdays, but just at this moment, three practitioners had been directly killed and a flying sword was directly bound on the other side, which was equivalent to that of that powerful swordsman. Immediately lost his arm.
And all of this is only due to several military orders issued by Ding Ning before continuing to march.
"Fraud sword!"
Only at this moment did some of the practitioners who continued to appear in the grass realize that the berserk flying sword that appeared earlier was not their flying sword, but Ding Ning's own flying sword!
"puff!"
A cloud of blood sprayed out from the throat of a yellow-clothed practitioner standing in the grass.
The flying sword that had just picked up the slightly blue flying sword was obviously located in the same area, but it escaped the shackles of those sword nets in a very timely manner. The throat of the practitioner of the flying sword!
The white sword light appeared behind the practitioner for a moment, and then disappeared without knowing where it returned.
The threat of this flying sword, coupled with the speed at which the army suddenly broke out to harvest the lives of practitioners, made the world seem to be stagnant at the same time.
A total of seven practitioners appeared from the grass.
At this time, only three of them were stagnant in Kusama.
No new military orders were issued.
It's just that all the sergeants are in awe of Ding Ning's ability displayed by several military orders at this time, so this army is more cold than usual.
This kind of momentum made the three practitioners standing in Kusama look even more bleak.
A practitioner took a step forward.
He moved without moving, and he naturally attracted everyone's attention.
This is a middle-aged man with gray hair at the temples.
Ding Jing looked at him quietly.
The middle-aged man bowed, saluted Ding Ning from a distance, and then asked, "It's just a matter of stratagem to lure us with a tricky sword, but why did you expect our people to appear behind your army?" that location?"
"Does it make sense?"
Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and said sarcastically, "Even if I answer your question, can you retreat?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and said: "No one wants to die on purpose, maybe we have other options."
Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man, suddenly laughed, and said: "People who can see may have other ideas, but people who can't see should not change their original intentions and want me to die. So unless those who see Those who are not seen die."
These words of Ding Ning are too difficult for most of the sergeants to understand, but the middle-aged man opposite him, including the rest of the practitioners, are very clear about the meaning contained in his words.
The middle-aged man looked at him with a bitter smile and said, "Can't there be a slight compromise?"
Ding Ning looked at him and the other two practitioners, and said, "Otherwise, how can I trust you?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.
He didn't seem to respond, but the moment he lowered his head slightly, two angry screams sounded from the desolate grass.
Two figures rushed out from under the soil, and the grass blades and soil above were washed into thick fog. Below the two figures, there was a faint flash of sword light.
Looking at the sword light chasing the two figures, Ding Ning raised his arm suddenly, with his palm upright, and made a beheading gesture forward.
Seeing where Ding Ning's gesture fell, not only the heralds beside him, but also the eyes of Guo Feng and Nangong Caishu were instantly filled with shocking light.
But military orders are military orders.
Seeing Ding Ning's extremely firm gesture, several heralds waved the order flags in their hands at the same time!
"wind!"
"Gale!"
The cold and chilling army instantly erupted like a volcano, making a sound like a tsunami.
All the ballistas and talisman weapons exploded at this moment, and the heavy metal rolled up like the wind at this moment, covered the sky, and then fell like a mountain.
The middle-aged man raised his head, his face extremely pale.
These metal killers covering the sky were not falling towards the two practitioners, but him and the other two practitioners.
The two practitioners behind him uttered a sharp roar, and rushed towards the middle-aged man at the same time.
The two swords were as bright as a cover, desperately trying to protect the middle-aged man.
However, the middle-aged man knew that it was impossible to change the final outcome.
The flying sword that seemed to be chasing the two practitioners who came out of the ground quickly retracted towards his body, at the same time, he just shook his head and said: "If you can go, go quickly. "
"Boom!"
There was a heavy hammering sound between heaven and earth.
When the heavy objects flying in the sky hit the ground fiercely at the same time, the entire ground rippled like waves.
The two practitioners beside him uttered a mournful cry, and they had no intention of fleeing.
The arms holding the swords of the two were already dripping with blood and could not be lifted.
What made these two people most sad was that several flying swords had already flown from the front army, but among those flying swords, the first flying sword was not there.
The first flying sword with fine flowers in full bloom appeared in front of the flying sword retracted by the middle-aged man.