Several loyal guard disciples instantly bounced up, picked up the shield at hand, and flew towards Xu Daofu, trying to help his master, commander, and deputy leader block the arrow rain, but their bodies had no protection. Before they could hit Xu Daofu's body, they covered the arrow rain and shot them into hedgehogs. They were less than a few steps away from Xu Daofu, and died one after another.
More disciples and soldiers ran around, using their rich combat experience to find all places to block arrows. Some people simply hid under the bodies of the dead next to them. They didn't care about the blood and corpse smell. As long as they could block the attack of this wave of arrow rain and survive, they would be victorious.
Almost everyone was silently reciting in their hearts: "What should we do now? These Jin dogs don't talk about martial ethics, but is our Deputy Master Xu really overdoing this? Oh my God, we haven't fought yet. Deputy Master Xu, Marshal Xu, you must not die."
However, while the rain-like arrow rain outside was washed, like the heavy rain in the thunderstorm in June, the Jin army was afraid that tens of thousands of people were shooting their bows and arrows. Everyone was so shocked that they closed their eyes and kept silently chanting in their hearts: "Bless the Heavenly Master, Bless the Heavenly Master!" But they had no strength to raise their heads and see what was going on outside?
There were constant muffled groans, and even more constant sounds of arrows after the arrows shot into the human body. The sounds of arrows hitting the human body, armor, and shields became the main theme in the inner city.
Finally, the torrential sound of the torrential rain slowed down temporarily, and his heads with buns combed out from various covers. In the place where Xu Daofu was, where he was passionately giving a passionate speech, the giant figure still stood firm behind the big pot of steaming medicine soup. However, this figure was not so much a human, but rather a target full of arrows. At least hundreds of feather arrows were inserted into his body. Even the giant golden steel pestle was clenched tightly on the fist at the pestle head, as if pointing to the Jin army outside the city, and wanted to fight to the death!
Countless people shouted in crying voices: "Brother Xu, Marshal Xu, Vice Leader Xu, you must not have anything to do. You must take us to fight Jindog, you must take us to fight Jindog!"
Several disciples at the level of the altar master jumped up from the ground, slashed their palms with a knife, pasted the blood of one hand on their face and forehead, and shouted: "Friends, brothers, avenge Vice Leader Xu, fight against Jin Gou!"
Hundreds of people jumped up from the ground, picked up their weapons, and rushed towards the city gate.
A harsh and strange laughter sounded from the direction of Xu Daofu's human-shaped target. Only Xu Daofu's familiar, metal-like gong-like voice made a strange sound that seemed not human: "Hahaha, just Jindogs, mortal bows and arrows, do you want my life? It's not that easy to get rid of me!"
All the disciples turned their heads and looked in surprise in the direction of Xu Daofu. The human-shaped target suddenly swung the giant vajra pestle downwards, like a quick knife, cut through the dense arrows on their body, hundreds of arrow rods, and fell down. Xu Daofu's giant god-like body was reappeared in front of everyone. He was seen with ferocious faces, and there were small blood holes on his body. The broken arrow rods and arrows under him fell within two meters, everywhere, and even buried his ankles.
The blood flowing from Xu Daofu's body was no longer bright red, but a purple-black color, emitting a smell of fishy smell. Combined with his disheveled hair, his face full of terrible appearance like a honeycomb. Where is it still a human being? It is clearly a demon Shura from hell!
Even the veterans of Tianshidao who were cruel and murderous, were all frightened and stunned. This guy who was three-point like a man but seven-point like a ghost is really their Deputy Master Xu, and Marshal Xu?
A disciple closest to Xu Daofu was one of his personal disciples, and Xu Xingzhi, the deputy general in the city. He widened his eyes and looked at Xu Daofu, his voice trembling: "Master, are you really okay? I, I'm not dreaming." In fact, Xu Xingzhi was also hit by an arrow on his back, and he was still bleeding out at this moment, but this huge surprise made him forget to draw the arrow and wrap his wounds.
Xu Daofu grinned, looked at Xu Xingzhi, and said, "Why, don't you believe in the great magical skills of your master? What can you do to me just arrows?"
He said, stepping forward, stretching out his fist as big as a sandbag, grabs the shaft of the arrow on Xu Xingzhi's back, and pulling it out suddenly. A scream sounded, and a bloody arrow, accompanied by a 2 or two of flesh-like arrows hanging on the arrow, directly erupting from Xu Xingzhi's back. Even such a bandit pulled it out, grinning in pain, trying to continue screaming, but he held it back, but his facial features were twisted and deformed in pain.
Xu Daofu laughed and said, "How is it, Xingzhi, you're awake now, are you dreaming?"
Xu Xingzhi gasped heavily and gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple, I don't dream. Master, you, you really have magical methods to protect your body. The Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master bless you, the Jin thief, how could it be..." When he said this, he almost couldn't stand because of the pain and excessive blood loss and was about to fall.
The two disciples around him rushed up and held Xu Xingzhi. They took out the medicine bottle in their arms and were about to scatter the bleeding scattering on the wound on Xu Xingzhi's back. While pulling out the bottle plug, they said, "Senior Brother Third, bear it, I'll..."
Xu Daofu snatched the medicine bottle suddenly and threw it heavily to the ground. With a "bang", the yellow bleeding scattered and the red blood-replenishing pill powder broke all over the ground. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Xu Daofu sneered: "Look at how many arrows I've been hit by, is there anything wrong? I said that the Heavenly Master will give us infinite power, and this power is..."
Xu Daofu said this, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the big pot with medicine soup in front of him with one hand, and directly carried the huge pot like a marching pot to his mouth with one hand. The hot pot, like mellow wine, poured it directly into his stomach. The boiling medicine soup, which looked like a boiling medicine soup, was actually treated as a summer plum soup. After a moment, he drank no drop left. It was shocked that everyone in the square was as if he had given a fixed method. Even Xu Xingzhi forgot the pain on his back and the blood that was spewing out. He opened his mouth wide and could not make a sound. (End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!