Zhang Zheng's Yanwei Battalion was hit by the previous attack, and their morale was frustrated, but under Zhang Zheng's scolding, they resumed their formation.
However, the charging jackal corps was fiercer than they imagined.
Tang Yi, who was at the forefront of the formation, rushed to the front of the opponent's formation, slashed down with a saber in his hand, and behind him, all the jackal soldiers swung their sabers in unison!
I saw the rays of light enveloping the corps rapidly converging towards the front of the formation, turning into eight huge sword lights over three meters high.
With a frightening howl, the eight giant sword lights flew towards the enemy's formation, and the enemy's mask was instantly shattered like fragile glass.
The sword glow, which was still in the air, fell into the enemy's formation.
Eight roads of blood were plowed out of the Yanwei Camp, and blood and flesh were flying all over the way. The battle formation of the Yanwei Battalion was actually thoroughly plowed!
Zhang Zheng was completely terrified, this... this is... what kind of general...
He had never heard of such an attack method, his eyes were blank, obviously this was just a cannon fodder army, how could it be so powerful? Could it be that they were pretending before
"kill!"
Tang Yi led the corps, like a wedge, plunged into the enemy's formation.
Many of the jackal soldiers behind him were panting heavily, showing signs of exhaustion. The knife just now took away more than half of their true strength. But each of them had red eyes, and felt that there was a flame burning inside their bodies. Although their energy was exhausted, they didn't have the slightest fear.
Everyone suddenly promised: "Kill!"
The sound pierces the four fields, and the color of the world changes.
The Yanwei Battalion was so frightened by the knife from the Jackal Corps just now, its already low morale finally collapsed. Some timid soldiers screamed and turned around to flee. These out-of-control soldiers immediately caused an avalanche of reactions.
Zhang Zheng was carried away by his own soldiers, his face was numb.
Suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves behind him.
"The thief confers the head!"
The huge sword light flew close to the ground, cutting off the few people who were fleeing for their lives.
Tang Yi rode his horse up to Zhang Zheng's corpse. He was so conspicuous among the frenzied and excited soldiers, his face was calm and there was no trace of joy.
There is no joy in beheading such an enemy.
He has already begun to think about how to further improve the level of the jackal corps. What is there to be happy about charging at this level
My Wushuang is for [Charge]!
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The corridor was empty, only the sound of Tang Tian galloping through the air.
Sweat rolled down his cheeks, his body was covered with injuries, and he didn't take a moment's rest during the eighteen days in the suicide room.
With the wind whistling in his ears, he ran as fast as he could.
hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!
Never before had he run with so much concentration, so desperately, so desperately!
The Tibetan wind steps under his feet gradually changed. His steps are getting lighter and lighter, and the resistance to breaking through the air is getting smaller and smaller, but he is not half happy, and is still desperately trying to be faster!
How he hopes that time can slow down at this time.
He bit his lips tightly, and a raging flame was burning in his stubborn eyes.
Hurry up!
Tang Tian, it will definitely work! It must be done!
boom!
His body lightened, and he was confronted with resistance, as if he disappeared without a trace. His feet seemed to be stepping on a wisp of wind, and his speed increased suddenly.
With a flash of his figure, the next moment, he appeared hundreds of feet away!
On the Peerless List, another name appeared.
Gritting his teeth and persevering, his face was covered with sweat, and the boy's heart was unstoppable.
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Liang Qiu's speed was not fast, and there was nothing special about his movement, but the two heavy chain balls, like two heavy hammers, hit the weapon with a low whistling sound, bending or bending.
The speed in his hands is not fast, but the strength is extremely amazing, wherever he passes, people are turned on their backs.
After practicing hard underwater, every gesture of his hands contains amazing strength. His attack was plain and unpretentious, without any brilliance, but the strength of the chain ball was able to penetrate the thick armor and directly hit the warrior inside.
[Yin Yang Sanshou] is a martial skill that is qualified to win the Wushuang.
Although Liang Qiu hadn't really comprehended the profound meaning of [Yin Yang Sanshou], it still made him unstoppable like a fierce tiger.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the ear.
With awe in his heart, Liang Qiu let out a low shout, shook his wrist, pulled the iron chain tied to his wrist, and the chain ball bounced and shot towards him behind him.
boom!
A low impact sound came from behind, and someone exclaimed: "Be careful, he has weird strength!"
Almost at the same time, two winds sounded from both sides of Liang Qiu at the same time. From the sound of the wind, Liang Qiu knew that he had encountered the elite of the Corps!
However, Liang Qiu fell into a tight siege in an instant. He took a deep breath, retreated instead of advancing, and leaned back suddenly with the force of the hammer. The elite behind him hadn't recovered from Liang Qiu's blow just now, and Liang Qiu's response was unexpected, and his expression couldn't help changing suddenly. But he also knew that if he dodged at this time, the encirclement would be broken by itself.
He gritted his teeth and slashed at the retreating Liang Qiu.
Liang Qiu seemed to have eyes behind his back, suddenly raised his elbow, hoo, an iron hammer came out from his armpit, and hit his face directly. The martial artist behind him turned pale with shock, and subconsciously slashed at the iron ball.
boom!
A powerful force pierced into his body through the knife, causing severe pain in his chest, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Liang Qiu wanted to make another note, but at this moment, the two blade lights had already reached him. In desperation, he could only shake his arms, and the two iron links flew back with a whirring sound, meeting the two sword lights without any coincidence.
boom!
Liang Qiu's body shook, and he stepped back a few steps.
When Liang Qiu saw clearly who came, they were indeed elites. The armor of the three men was significantly different from the others. He held the chain ball in his hand, his face sinking like water, he knew that the hard battle had just begun.
Any army regiment will have masters sitting in command. It is unimaginable without masters sitting in charge. The role of a master is not only to be able to counter the enemy's master, but also to break the deadlock when the situation is stalemate.
Sima Xiangshan's figure is extremely erratic and strange, and the tall figures of the warriors of the heavy armored regiment give him great convenience. He is like an extremely flexible snake, coming and going in the shadows like the wind. Once he finds a flaw, he will show his fangs .
The warriors who fell on his hands often only had very small scars on their bodies.
One hit kills, touch and go.
Compared with Liang Qiu, Sima Xiangshan's attack method is even more frightening.
Suddenly, a chill rose from Sima Xiangshan's back, without even thinking about it, his body fell down, like a snake, and flew out close to the ground.
Zheng!
A sword light stuck to his back and sank into the ground.
The hairs on his body stood up in the piercing cold, and he didn't dare to stop any longer, he tried his best to drill forward. However, the chill behind his back was like a gangrene that couldn't be shaken off.
Three short black-clothed swordsmen, holding a rapier, followed closely behind him.
Han Bingning's opponent is a pair of twin sisters. Although the two are slightly weaker, they have a tacit understanding and a tacit cooperation. Together with the support of more than 20 warriors around them, they also stabilize the situation.
Amaury's movement was even bigger, and around him, there were more than thirty people in three teams.
Only Bing was relatively calm. He was very familiar with Corps operations, so he was never bitten. But at this moment, he was full of surprise, the opponent's general was indeed not an incompetent person.
The opponent understood the soldiers' intentions, and also noticed the weakness of Amaury and the others' lack of experience in fighting with the army. They used their elite subordinates to entangle the four of them, and still firmly occupied the initiative on the battlefield.
Then, next, the opponent's main target is only one, and that is himself!
Bing's poker face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
I've been here waiting for you!
Although the opponent's main general surrounded the four of Amory with elites, the four of them still had a great influence. If it is said that the opponent's general controls a large net, then there are four more large holes in this large net.
A clear picture emerged in Bing's mind.
Others may need to go through a round of your attack to determine your position, but I have already locked your position!
The soldier raised his head sharply, and cast his eyes to a place thirty feet away in front of the left.
His eyes fell on a group of soldiers. The group of soldiers looked no different from others, but if you looked closely, you could find that they faintly formed a protective circle.
Bing's eyes fell on the middle-aged man with a face full of wind and frost.
Huangfu Hong noticed that Sky Tiger was looking at him, his face changed suddenly, and the other party had already noticed his hiding place!
The sky tiger opened its posture and was about to charge.
Suddenly, Bing sensed an extremely dangerous aura, he suddenly raised his head, and suddenly found a figure appearing above his head at some point.
Ye Chaoge!
When the soldier saw Jing Hao among Ye Chao's singers, his face changed drastically again.
"careful!"
The shouts of soldiers resounded throughout the battlefield.
At this moment, Ye Chaoge's wild laughter sounded in the sky: "Go to hell!"
Holding Jing Hao's sword in his hand, he slammed dozens of swords downward like a storm!
hum!
The sky above everyone's heads was torn apart by countless sword qi, like a stirred pool of water, and Ye Chaoge's figure instantly blurred.
The invisible sword energy poured down like raindrops, attacking without distinction.
Huangfu Hong, who was all focused on the soldier, had no time to react, the invisible sword energy fell on the battlefield, and countless blood spattered immediately. Caught off guard, the loss was severe.
Huangfu Hong's eyes were about to burst, he never expected that Ye Chaoge would not let his allies go!
Amaury subconsciously used the huge shield he picked up in his hand to block in front of him.
boom!
Amaury felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his mind was stunned. The sand under his feet exploded, forming a huge bunker about three feet deep and five feet in diameter.
Shocking blood flowed down the arm holding his shield.
A blue figure passed by him, picked up Amori, whose face was as white as paper, and ran wildly!
"withdraw!"
The advantage of having experienced many battles was brought into full play, and Bing's reaction was the fastest among all of them. Almost instantly, he judged the huge gap in strength between the two sides. Picking up Amaury's Sky Tiger, the next moment it appeared beside Liang Qiu. The soldiers who were as calm as ever did not forget that among the four, Liang Qiu and Amori were the worst in lightness kung fu.
Except for Amaury who took a hard hit, the other three saw the opportunity quickly and all dodged.
Without saying a word, Han Bingning and Sima Xiangshan followed the soldiers and ran wildly.
Ye Chaoge in the sky stopped and said to himself: "Let these guys die together, the scene will be more spectacular. Hahahaha!"
He slowly picked up Jing Hao, and chased the soldiers in the direction where they were fleeing.