Zhuolu

Chapter 89: Ge Sheng (2)

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To defeat the enemy with one blow, if the enemy only has a few or dozens of people, it is easy to say, but now there are thousands of people!

"Retreat!" Shen Lou ordered, and the archers standing in the front retreated immediately. Ordinary people's bows and arrows can only shoot ten feet away, and the Luli bow is only a hundred feet away. The archers are very close to those men in black, and it is too late to retreat at this time.

"Ahh—" The black robe bounced up like a flea, and jumped on the archer, clung to it firmly with all four limbs, and bit it with its mouth. The soldiers struggled violently, trying to get rid of the people on them, turned their heads to face that face, and couldn't help screaming.

These people can no longer be called human beings. Their faces are bulging with blue veins, their eyes are red and protruding, and there is yellow saliva in their wide open mouths. They are disgusting and terrifying.

A small soldier was bitten by the shoulder, and a piece of flesh was pulled off by the desperate pulling. He staggered forward and fell to the ground within two steps, his limbs twitching violently. After a while, he suddenly got up in a very strange posture, with bulging veins on his face, and followed those men in black to bite his companions.

Shen Lou Yujian flew over and slashed at the black robes in the front row with a volley, telling the uninfected soldiers to run faster. The sword qi swept across the black-robed man's neck with abundant spiritual power, but what was sprayed out was not blood, but viscous slurry.

"Roar—" The men in black robes who encountered spiritual power suddenly roared like wild beasts. They stepped on each other's shoulders and climbed their heads to quickly pile up, set up a human-shaped vertical ladder, and rushed towards the Shenlou in the air like a long snake.

"Yo, it can also stack Arhats!" Zhu Xingli looked at it in amazement, "I'm afraid this thing has already broken the altar, like insects and ants can gather into one."

Lin Xin immediately understood what the master meant, and quickly flew around the black-robed man, with a brilliant light on the hook swallowing, he cut the black-robed man around like peeling a carrot. The people in this circle really climbed on the shoulders of the middle man just like the previous reactions.

The Chunhen sword was unsheathed, quickly opened a piece of turf, and drew several positions on the ground with the tip of the sword: "Chong'er, Kan position; Shu Jing, Xun position... so vertical." Zhu Xingli drew a rather complicated route.

Feng Chong read it once and remembered that Lin Qu was also very familiar with the chessboard-like routes, so the two looked at each other and rushed forward. Lin Xin peeled the skin on the outside, the two kept criss-crossing each other, while Shen Lou blocked the progress.

Taking advantage of the time that was dragged out, the army began to retreat quickly.

The aura was vast, the sword energy was so strong, Shen Yingying was dazzled by seeing it, she couldn't help asking Zhu Xingli: "Second Uncle Zhu, can this formation defeat that monster?"

"cannot… "

As soon as the words fell, the sword path over there had been completed, and thousands of black robes and archers who had just died piled up to form an extremely regular hexagonal pillar, balanced in all directions.

"It's just that the pile won't fall down." Zhu Xingli said with a smile.

Shen Yingying: "..."

The hexagonal pillar was really immobile, like a sea-fixing needle, standing upright. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the fleeing army also stopped, expressing their gratitude to the grand master's ingenious plan.

Without waiting for everyone to comment, the big pillar suddenly moved again, and all the fleshy bodies intertwined and stretched together, turning into a huge human body in an instant. Most of these believers who have swallowed their eyeballs are immortals. When they gather together, the spiritual power will also gather and circulate around the giant. Like an ancient demon revived, it exudes a terrifying aura.

"Boom!" The giant lifted his foot, took a step, and stepped on a deep pit in the soft grass. After a moment of adaptation, he began to run fast.

Shen Lou made a detour to the front without changing his face, and slashed across with the big sword. It is not a problem for Yu Yuan to cut off ten heads at a time, but the giant's legs are constructed from the bodies of hundreds of people, so they are as solid as a rock. The sword could barely split a third of it, and was quickly squeezed together again, dripping a few streams of mucus, which had no effect.

Lin Qu's spiritual power was not as good as his, and he only cut one-fifth of it with one strike.

The giant ran extremely fast, with one stride of its long legs covering a distance of three feet, and within a few breaths it overtook the mortal soldiers who could not control their swords, and crushed them into mud.

"Ah—" The screams soared into the sky, and the mortal soldiers were in a mess and fled in all directions.

This thing is neither alive nor dead. The knife can't cut it, and the fire can't catch it. As He Ruo said, it is necessary to defeat the enemy with one move.

"I'll do it." Wen Shilan packed seven pieces of deer glass in the Wolf Slaying Saber, and the crowd came out.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Lou frowned.

"Break it with one move, only Zhanlang can do it." Wen Shilan touched the back of the knife with two fingers, Zhanlang seemed to feel it, the aura flashed from the tip of the knife, instantly flowed across the entire surface of the knife, and then appeared on the handle of the knife. Agitated and returned.

The knife maker once said that seven deer glass pieces are like the Big Dipper stars, and together they are a perfect definite number. Seven volleys will be a hundred thousand times stronger than six volleys, and can open mountains and stones and kill thousands of enemies. But those who hold it will surely explode and die.

"My lord, Khan will be entrusted to you." Wen Shilan handed the red thread to Lin Xin, knelt down on one knee and saluted Bei Mo to him.

"Agan!" He Ruo called him hastily.

"My lord, Wen Shilan is going to fulfill her promise." Wen Shilan clenched her fists, thumped her chest, and smiled brightly.

No one has ever seen how powerful the wolf-slaying knives fired by the seven deer glass together are. It is said that the spiritual power is as vast as attracting a dragon from the sky, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

"Be careful!" Lin Xin exclaimed, and ran away with his uncle on his shoulders.

The giant stepped on it, shaking the earth upside down. At the same time, it reached out to grab the Shenlou in the air, and swung its arms very fast, making a deafening roar. Wen Shilan yelled, rushed to a high ground, held the knife in both hands, and the spiritual power flowed on the blade, lighting up the deer glasses one by one.

Lin Xin threw his uncle to the master, and stepped forward to stop Wen Shilan.

"Little prince, get out of the way!" Wen Shilan had already activated six of them, and the veins all over her body began to swell uncontrollably. Lin Xin pulled out the swallowing hook, twisted Zhanlang and pulled it out with a "crash", and threw it far away.

The strong spiritual power bounced back, forcing Wen Shilan to take a few steps back, and looked at Lin Xin in disbelief.

"Xinxin." Shen Lou came down and stood in front of Lin Xin.

"Qing Que, call all the monks to lend me your soul power!" Lin Xin held Yang Gu and looked up at the giant who was still walking towards them.

Zhu Yangai left Yanggu early, and never said where the limit of the sword's stored soul power is. Spirit power has to pass through the meridians before it can be released, but soul power does not need it.

Shen Lou immediately understood what he meant, stood up with the sword, and gestured to the Xiu soldiers. Tens of thousands of monks gather in one place with three breaths.

"The power of the soul is in you, and it can be regenerated; the state is in the country, and it will be destroyed overnight. Now I need to use everyone's power to help the Marquis of the Deer to destroy this demon. Are you willing?" A clear and deep voice spread throughout the audience.

After a moment of silence, Feng Zhong, who sneaked into the team at some point, shouted loudly: "Master Hou, please use it!"

The others immediately followed suit and shouted in unison: "Master Hou, please use it! Master Hou, please use it!"

Thousands of people are in one heart, and the sound shakes the sky. Lin Xin jumped to the top of the crowd, stood on the swallowing hook, threw the Yanggu sword, and let it fly around quickly by itself. Thousands of light spots rose up, like fireflies circling and dancing in the sky, wrapping Lin Xin inside.

Yang Gu had never absorbed so much soul power, he was a little dumbfounded for a while, and then he took it out of the sheath. Just like the night collapsed and the galaxy fell, the soul power turned into a light belt, and it was all concentrated in Yanggu. The spirit sword changed, buzzing, trembling constantly, almost trembling into a phantom.

Lin Xin held the hilt of the sword, and the spirit sword that had absorbed too much force weighed more than a thousand catties. The soul power was still continuously gathering, even his body was filled with power, and he held the sword in both hands, slowly raising it above his head.

The aura around Yanggu continued to grow, and the phantoms formed a sword shape, which was four feet long.

The big sword slashed down from the top of the giant's head, splitting the giant in half like a bamboo, and all the soul power was concentrated in the center, which suddenly burst open.

"Boom—" The earth-shattering sound caused everyone's ears to ring for an instant, and they couldn't hear the voice of others. They could only see Shen Lou yelling something, quickly jumped into the air, and firmly caught Lin Xin who fell down.

The giant exploded to pieces, and none of the black robes escaped. Yang Gujian was excited for a while, not only used up the soul power he had just absorbed, but also used up all the soul power he had stored before, and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound, unable to move.

No one sympathized with the silly Yanggu, those standing, crawling, and carrying the strings all cheered.

"Ah..." Lin Xin leaned in Shen Lou's arms, opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly had a severe headache, as if someone hit his skull hard with a chisel, and poked it in again to stir his brain, the pain made him faint with a scream past.

"Trust letter!"

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When Wen Shilan was a child, she studied under a famous swordsman. The swordsman said that he is a genius in the sky and can control seven deer glasses. Little Wen Shilan was very happy, so she told her good brother Wu Luolan He Ruo. He Ruo, the little prince, was very puzzled when he heard this: "I have tens of millions of soldiers and horses, and seven monks are enough for seven deer glasses. Why do you have to take such a big risk by yourself?"

"My master said that one person using seven deer glasses is like a thousand troops, and it's different from seven people using one each." Wen Shilan scratched her head.

Xiao He Ruo nodded with half understanding: "Aren't you going to be a general? A general doesn't need to work hard with others."

"But I want to protect you." Little Wen Shilan raised a big sword taller than him and waved it. "If there is a situation where soldiers and horses are invincible, I can still use seven deer glass."

Xiao He Ruo laughed and patted A-gan on the shoulder: "I don't need your protection, it's really dangerous, let's fight side by side."

"Brother!" Ulurandasu ran over with her skirt in hand, "Father Khan told you to go back and asked if you snatched the deer glass from Zayan's boy."

"Why, did he file a complaint?" Xiao He Ruo smiled contemptuously.

"Yes, he is crying in the tent," Xiao Dasu spat, looking down on the crying boy, "Father Khan wants to whip you with a riding whip!"

He Ruo smiled contemptuously, and took Wen Shilan's hand: "Agan, now is the time for us to fight side by side."

"Um?"

"Run! Don't let them catch you!"