Pointed by Thousand Blades, Pei Xinyong suddenly fell into a desperate situation.
Lu Yao wants his life!
It was useless to beg for mercy at this time. He knew that Lu Yao would have to kill him off his horse in order to deal with the crowd of more than a thousand people outside.
Wu Shaoyi sent someone to warn him to prevent Lu Yao from making an outburst. But in the end, he was overconfident.
At this time, Pei Xinyong had no time to worry, because another guard beside him screamed and fell down.
Stabbed to death by random gunshots.
If a strong enemy surrounds them, they can ignore martial ethics and use long soldiers to stab them randomly. Sooner or later, they will all be stabbed into skewers.
Pei Xinyong stared at Lu Yao, anger flashed in his eyes, he took out a small brass figure from his arms, bit off the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood all over it, then threw it towards the crowd opposite, and shouted: "Long!"
This little man is only as long as his middle finger. He looks like a brass leather toy, with many bumps and patches on the outside. It is a toy that no one would pick up if thrown on the roadside.
When Bandit Lu saw him throwing things casually towards him, he subconsciously raised his knife to push them away. Lu Yaoyao was sharp-eyed and shouted hurriedly when he saw him: "Get out of the way!"
It's a pity it's too late.
This thing was good at facing the wind, and it was less than three inches long when it was released. It expanded rapidly in mid-air, and Lu Bandit felt that a large shadow appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes.
When it hit the ground, it shook the mountain with a "bang" sound.
The little bronze man has grown into a bronze-armored heavenly soldier with a height of four feet (13 meters). Not only is he covered in heavy armor, he can't even be stabbed with a sword or halberd.
Pure metal, solid.
Lu Yao's expression changed: "The Holy Master's bronze-armored heavenly weapon was given to you!"
As soon as the bronze-armored heavenly soldiers appeared, they swept the hall with a kick and two heavy punches, beating the surrounding Lu bandits to pieces. A few unlucky ones were swept out of the mountain road and fell into a deep ditch ten feet away.
, the screams are endless.
With its plundering formation, a lot of pressure from Pei Xinyong and others was taken off a lot. The bronze-armored heavenly soldiers were slower, but powerful and heavy. Each heavy blow was real, and they were invulnerable to weapons and guns. The bandit soldiers were in a narrow space.
It is really difficult to deal with it on the mountain roads.
Pei Xinyong suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart and stepped back.
Just where he was standing, two or three hard stalagmites were drilled out of the ground. They grew to four feet before stopping, and became sharper as they reached the top. If he had stepped back half a second later, the cylinder would have exploded.
One of the bodyguards was hit by the attack and was bleeding profusely while screaming.
Pei Xinyong looked back and pointed to the opposite side. The bronze-armored heavenly soldier turned sideways, fished out one of the bandits, and threw it directly into the sky.
The man who finally screamed and fell into the ditch was none other than Lu Yao's magician.
Those ground thorns are his masterpiece.
A gap was opened in the Lu bandit's encirclement by the bronze-armored heavenly soldiers, and Pei Xinyong's men rushed to rescue their master.
Seeing that this sneak attack was going to fail, Lu Yao gritted his teeth and took out the ghost-eye bow and arrow. He didn't need anyone else to work for him. He bent the bow and pointed the arrow at Pei Xinyong, and whispered: "It will definitely hit, two years of life!"
The ghost eyes in front of the bow suddenly opened and focused on Pei Xinyong.
The latter had just killed an enemy when he suddenly felt his brows tighten, as if something terrible was staring at him.
He took a quick glance and saw the ghostly eyes in front of Lu Yao wide open, and a beam of light came over him.
Ghost Eye Bow!
He was so frightened that his hair exploded. He didn't have time to think about it and just threw himself to the side.
When the arrow arrived, the bronze-armored heavenly soldiers just raised their arms and swung at them.
With a muffled "bang" sound, the lower half of the bronze-armored heavenly soldier's forearm exploded, and several people were blinded by the flying copper shavings.
But the arrow was also deflected.
It doesn't matter, it has the ability to chase the enemy on its own. It will return to the straight line after turning a corner and charge towards Pei Xinyong again.
There were personal guards who loyally protected the Lord and rushed forward with a single stride, using themselves as shields.
A ball of blood mist suddenly burst out from his back.
Penetrating the human body, the arrow body does not stop and continues to pursue the ultimate target.
The Ghost Eye Bow was once Hong Xiangqian's treasure. Pei Xinyong also knew that its characteristics were that the head hit was the strongest, the second hit was weak, and the third hit was the weakest. Seeing that it had hit twice in succession, its speed did not decrease much.
, he had no time to find cover, so he forcefully pumped his right arm and swung it over with a hammer.
This moment was considered to be the pinnacle of wonder and danger. Just after hearing the sound of "dang", three consecutive arrows arrived and accurately hit the hammer page.
A moment later, a moment earlier, the arrow would have been nailed between his eyebrows.
The hammer was knocked out of his hand and hit Pei Xinyong's left shoulder on the way, knocking his master back three steps. The jaw of his right hand burst open and blood flowed to the handle of the hammer.
But the arrow was indeed shot away and never came again.
At the end of the third battle, Pei Xinyong's left shoulder and clavicle were broken, his left arm was disabled, and he could not even hold a weapon.
As soon as the arrow left the string, Lu Yao threw his bow and raised his ax and charged towards him.
Pei Xinyong was repulsed by three consecutive arrows and just managed to avoid his first flat slash.
The two struggled again, both staring at each other and panting.
One is injured and the other is weak.
"You are the murderer of the Holy Master!" Pei Xinyong could only fight back with his right hand and cursed in pain, "Listen up, Mr. Wu, General Wu is still alive!" He was so anxious just now that he actually forgot to shout out the truth.
Divorce the enemy!
There was a commotion among the Lu bandits.
The number of people Lu Yao recruited from Wu Shaoyi exceeded 300. He was so shocked by the news that he couldn't even swing his sword as decisively as before.
"He's talking nonsense, please don't mess up!" Lu Yao retorted loudly, secretly hating that he had been fooled by lard just now. Why didn't he go back to Desheng Town to gather people first, and instead went straight to chase Gu Guan?
The most important thing is to have as many direct descendants as you can. What use can these rebellious guys do!
At this moment, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart, and his back suddenly felt cold.
not good!
Lu Yao had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he kept moving regardless.
With a whoosh, something shot out almost close to his back. If he hadn't gotten down in time, his heart would probably have been ripped out.
Just when Lu Yao propped himself up, he saw it make a gorgeous retort and aimed it at his face.
This blow was so fast and cruel that before Lu Yao could even blink, he felt a biting chill reaching his eyebrows.
Is it a boomerang?
He ignored Pei Xinyong and pushed the object away with an axe.
There was a crisp "dang" sound, and the ax blade suddenly broke out with a gap as big as a finger.
Only then did Lu Yao see clearly that what he knocked away seemed to be... a broken sword?
No, break the knife.
Who threw it?
But when he dealt with the broken knife, there was an empty door in his chest. Pei Xinyong seized the opportunity and hit him hard on the left chest with a hammer!
Everyone within three feet heard the dull sound.
Lu Yao was beaten until he vomited blood and rolled off his horse.
Pei Xinyong's angry blow dented his left chest, broke two ribs, and penetrated into his heart!
The heart is the source of energy and blood. Lu Yao struggled to get up, but the position of his heart was like a bottomless pit, sucking energy away continuously.
Fortunately, his bodyguards arrived and tried their best to protect him.
As long as he can rush north back to the main road, Lu Yao can continue heading west and meet up with his men in Desheng Town.
At this time, a horn suddenly sounded not far away, and a team rushed out of the thick fog. When they saw anyone, they shouted: "Death to Thief Lu!"
The two bandit armies that were originally fighting were stunned.
It’s such a mess, and there’s a third party coming to disrupt the situation?
However, since they were looking for "thief Lu", Pei Xinyong's men subconsciously took a few steps back, not wanting to be accidentally hurt.
To be continued...