Of course, Helianjue also meant the same thing, he just used all his strength to attack. Even he, a master in the spring realm, also needed to take a breather before fighting again. But when he heard Sikong Lang's cry, he didn't care much and launched his attack again to prevent the opponent from getting out.
Knife opportunity!
There was also a danger at Xu Mu's place. In order to resist the influx of infuriating energy from the west side of the house, he could only devote more than half of his internal energy to protect his body. However, the coachman, who had better internal energy, took the opportunity to knock off the straight stick in Xu Mu's hand.
Knife, step on it under your feet to prevent it from being grabbed by the opponent again, and then steadily advance towards you!
Outside the restaurant, Jiang Damin, who was wearing armor, wanted to lead several masters into the room several times, but he was stopped by the zhenqi bursting out from the room twice when he approached. The crossbowmen did not dare to fire randomly and were about to launch.
During the third charge, the restaurant suddenly changed...
"We are blocking them, young master, you hit the wall and get out!" Seeing the critical situation, He Jing wanted to fight to the death to fight for Jiang Shuo's escape!
"We hold on, young master, leave quickly!" the four sergeants also shouted in unison.
"Fight to the death!" Jiang Shuo swallowed hard the blood that was about to overflow. His eyes were extremely firm and he took a step towards the middle. He knew that if he hit the wall, he might not be able to escape, and without his eight meridians, everyone else in the room would surely die.
undoubtedly.
He Qizhou, who was still in the middle of the swaying house, saw Sikong Lang grinning and taking another step forward. Suddenly an idea came to him and he shouted: "Be careful!" Then he kicked out hard!
Sikong Lang, who was preparing to completely defeat Jiang Shuo with the next move and then take care of the others, saw He Qizhou's move and immediately understood what was going on. He hurriedly pointed the finger at He Qizhou, flew over, punched He Qizhou's chest, and defended with a palm.
Jiang Shuo came to the rescue! This time he used seven points of force to attack He Qizhou! All he wanted was to make the opponent stop his moves!
Seeing Sikong Lang's punch coming, He Qizhou accelerated his kicks. The target of his kicks this time was not a person, but the nearly one-foot-thick pillar in the middle of the room, because he discovered that it was the pillar that
The shaking caused the entire roof to shake. As soon as the pillar fell down, the roof would collapse, and everyone would have a chance to leave the restaurant!
The thick column was swept away by He Qizhou, and the lower part immediately separated from the column base. The sound of snapping mortise and tenon was heard from the place where it connected with the beam. The fallen column also happened to block Sikong Lang's fist and He Qizhou's chest.
In the meantime, the pillar hit by Sikong Lang hit He Qizhou hard in his arms, and then knocked He Qizhou away!
When he saw the pillar weighing hundreds of kilograms falling to He Qizhou on the ground, time seemed to pause for a moment. Everyone in the room who was taking action understood what was going to happen next. No one was willing to use their heads to bear the entire roof.
The heavy pressure, not to mention there are so many beams and rafters... So I subconsciously raised my head upwards for the first time, and when avoiding the beams, I used my palms to prop up the falling bricks, tiles, wood and stones!
The nimble Xu Muxue took advantage of Sikong Lang's attack and took the opportunity to walk around from behind Sikong Lang to He Qizhou's side, and then waited for the roof to fall suddenly; but He Qizhou had no time to look at the situation above him and spat out a mouthful.
After the blood boiled, he rolled on the spot, avoided the pillar, retreated to the wall, and protected his head with both hands. While he was still rolling, he was already thinking silently in his heart: "Be gentle, be gentle, don't let heavy things fall on my head!"
With a muffled sound of "bang", the ground seemed to be shaken, and then a thick cloud of smoke and dust rose up. However, the cold wind blew the smoke and dust away in an instant. Six people stood alone within the four empty brick walls of the restaurant.
There are seven motionless "clay figurines", and several more clay figurines standing against the wall. Their faces are all covered with a thick layer of dust, and their faces and clothes can no longer be distinguished.
It may have stopped for an instant. Sikong Lang, who was standing on the spot, had already pounced on Jiang Shuo, who had already locked the position. He shouted while moving: "Grab Jiang Shuo!" However, he realized that something seemed to be holding him back, and he lowered his head.
Look, it turns out that both feet are already buried in the rubble several feet deep. Taking a step out is actually many times slower.
Helianjue followed Sikong Lang's cry and wanted to take a step forward. Before his feet could pull out the rubble, the sound of crossbow arrows piercing the air came from above his head. Those arrows came from the roof of a nearby building. The same thing happened when he just shouted.
Sikong Lang was also faced with the rain of arrows like migratory locusts. He couldn't help but cursed himself secretly. If he hadn't screamed, those soldiers would have no idea who was under the mud. Now he could only block these flying arrows first!
It was these small delays that bought time for Jiang Shuo and others. Jiang Shuo, Qi Zhou, and He Jing all hit the west wall with their palms, causing the brick wall without the roof to fall outwards. He Jing held on with one hand.
A sergeant who was knocked unconscious by the roof held another seriously injured guard with one hand and ran out of the restaurant with all his strength. Jiang Shuo, Qi Zhou, Xu Muxue and two other less injured people also jumped out at the same time.
Sikong Lang deflected the flying arrows that were aimed at his head and chased after him. The flying feathers that hit him fell to the ground like iron plates. But when he was about to catch up, a group of heavy troops were waiting outside the wall.
Soldier A came over with a gun and a knife, once again delaying Sikong Lang's pursuit.
Jiang Damin, who was standing outside the south gate, had already moved to the west side. As he led his people closer to Jiang Shuo, he kept shouting: "Take turns shooting arrows, don't stop for a moment! Shoot these bastards into hedgehogs!"
Helianjue, on the other hand, was much more embarrassed, constantly dodging and moving, high and low, to avoid the flying arrows. Apart from a set of inner armor, he did not have as strong a body-protecting skill as Si Kong Lang, so he had to chase him out faster.
Much slower.
When he struggled to rush out of the restaurant, he was hit by an arrow in the back of his leg. He was immediately surrounded by about twenty heavily armored soldiers with long blades. He Jing and the two sergeants, who had been helped by everyone, stopped retreating and joined in.
Arriving among the troops besieging Helianjue, Helianjue, who had just shown his might, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and surrounded by dangers.
The seriously injured coachman did not dare to take the risk and rushed forward. He just grabbed the Bailiju man who was hiding in the corner and blocked him in front of him to avoid the rain of arrows.
Besides, Sikong Lang was blocked by more than ten Qi troops. Because he was closer to the soldiers, no arrows were fired from behind him. He ran into the crowd without any scruples, and without caring about himself, he was stabbed in the leg with a spear and slashed with a knife, and the two of them were shaken away.
Then he grabbed a straight knife with his hand, chopped down another person, and rushed out of the encirclement in a blink of an eye, chasing Jiang Shuo again.
When He Qizhou saw this, he blurted out: "Wushi's magical power of protecting the body!" Then he took out the dagger from his boot and shouted: "Hit him with a heavy weapon!"
At this time, there were more than a hundred soldiers surrounding the small restaurant, and more people were coming in a steady stream. Upon hearing He Qizhou's shouts, several strong men holding hammers and axes squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards Sikong Lang. But Sikong Lang
Faster! Leap forward to Jiang Shuo, who is seriously injured and is right in front of you!
He Jing, who had brought two more people out to drag behind, was currently besieging Helianjue; the sergeants on the periphery were still a few feet away, and those who came with heavy weapons were further away; the dozen or so heavy soldiers who had broken through the siege were still several feet away.
The reaction of the armored infantry was even slower. After turning around, they could only attack Sikong Lang's back with their swords and guns. However, these weapons were not blessed with deep internal strength and could not hurt the opponent at all!
At this moment, Jiang Shuo had used up all three axes. After knocking down the brick wall, he was at the end of his game. He was only surrounded by He Qizhou and Xu Muxue who were farther away. At the critical moment, he was ready to use his last bit of strength to prevent Sikong Lang from being captured alive.
go.
But he saw He Qizhou also leaping into the air, regardless of the emptiness of his head and face, holding a dagger in one hand, and shot out like an arrow. The dagger was like an arrowhead, pointing straight at Sikong Lang's waist; while Xu Muxue also turned around and grabbed a dagger.
He dropped the saber on the ground and slashed it towards Sikong Lang's neck in a flash!
Sikong Lang knew very well that if he could not catch Jiang Shuo in the current situation, he would not only fail, but his life would be in danger. Fortunately, the weapons behind him were not a worry; the sword named Mu Qingshuang looked very fierce.
, but after grabbing the straight knife from a distance and flying in, I already had insufficient internal strength, and I was not afraid even if it was cut on the neck; the most dangerous thing was Naruhito's stab, but I was really worried if it stabbed elsewhere, but
What he is stabbing now is the waist protected by the treasure armor. At most, some internal injuries will be caused by his true energy and brute force!
In a flash of thought, Sikong Lang became more determined in his thoughts, and clasped his hands towards Jiang Shuo's palms that were about to swing out. Because the sword and gun behind him were slow, they only scratched the back, and did not even cut the sheepskin coat, but added a little more force to the front.
With the help of the rush! The straight knife that Mu Qingshuang reluctantly swung finally hit the shoulder and was knocked away. However, the knife was much harder than expected. Although the soft armor on the shoulder was not broken, the whole person felt a sense of pain after being hit by the knife.
A shock!
Seeing that Jiang Shuo's arms were already clasped with both hands, and just as he was thinking about neutralizing the Bei Mang's real power from the opponent, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his waist. The dagger suddenly pierced through the cold-forged scales that had been tempered for hundreds of times, breaking the most confident person.
The magic power of the King Kong body protection suddenly penetrated more than two inches into the waist! At the same time as the shock and pain, the internal force of Jiang Shuo's arms was dispersed, and he could no longer block Jiang Shuo's punch. After being punched in the chest, he was shocked.
He was pushed back four to five feet and was once again surrounded by heavy armored infantry.
"Bingfeng!" After Sikong Lang opened more than a dozen weapons, he stared at the dagger in He Qizhou's hand and screamed in panic, then took two steps forward.
"It's Frost Blade!" Helianjue, who was gradually dying and struggling to get closer to Sikong Lang, screamed when he saw Sikong Lang being assassinated.
"I'm going to tear you apart!" Sikong Lang's eyes were red, and regardless of the blood flowing from his waist, he took another step forward, as if he was going to rush to congratulate Qi Zhou.
He Qizhou, Xu Muxue, and Jiang Shuo certainly did not want to trade lives with Sikong Lang, so they each took a step back unconsciously. The soldiers behind them had already rushed in, and dozens of light and heavy weapons were enough to subdue the seriously injured Sikong Lang.
Unexpectedly, Sikong Lang's forward charge was fake, but his escape was real. After taking a step forward, he turned around and headed south. The soldiers who were originally forming a circle rushed forward because they were eager for the savior. They had already lost their formation. How could they withstand it?
Sikong Lang's fierce charge was suddenly broken through the gap and fled to the south of the city!