Chapter seven hundred and sixty-two ants kill the elephant
The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are few and far between.
The bright moon gradually rises, shrouding Fengyundu under the silver light of the moonlight, and the places that cannot be illuminated by torches gradually become clear under the sway of the moonlight.
Coupled with the reflection of the white snow, it is obviously a stormy night, but it has a hazy beauty at dawn.
Two afterimages were attacking towards Liu Mingzhi. Even with Liu Mingzhi's strength, he could barely see a blurry figure.
Holding the sword in his right hand and brushing the sharp blade of Tianjian's short hair with the fingers of his left hand, Liu Mingzhi shouted.
"The whole army listens to the order and retreats fifty steps."
Sun Mingfeng and others, who had been watching the battlefield, immediately waved their command flags, and thousands of soldiers and horses immediately attacked from both sides and retreated.
As soon as the army set off, the roar of thunder came from where Liu Mingzhi was standing.
With the corner of their eyes, they couldn't see the figures of the three people at all. Only the flashes of fire as weapons clashed against each other in the night sky flashed frequently, declaring the fierceness of the battle.
Only Liu Mingzhi knew how dangerous his current situation was. Mao Ying and Chen Ying were making fierce killing moves on the left and right, leaving him exhausted.
But with the strength of the two of them, he should have been defeated long ago.
However, now that he has made dozens of moves, he has not missed a move and been captured.
I don't know whether the two of them were deliberately playing tricks on him, or whether they had no intention of killing him at all, but each sword move in Liu Mingzhi's hand was better than the last.
However, the Nine-Style Sword Song, which Wen Renzheng was proud of, could not even touch the corners of their clothes under Liu Mingzhi's urging.
The Nine-Style Sword Song Sunset was intercepted by two people as soon as it was executed. The two of them seemed to have the same mind, and each of them struck his chest horizontally with one palm.
Liu Mingzhi, who hurriedly waved his sword to stop him, flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and rolled several somersaults on the snow before he managed to stabilize his figure.
He hurriedly exercised his energy to suppress the overwhelming Qi and blood in his body. Liu Mingzhi's cheeks turned red as if they were being steamed in a steamer.
The two looked at Liu Mingzhi's appearance, looked at each other, shook their heads in disappointment and regret, and stood up again.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Chen Ying and Chen Ying who were attacking again like a shadow. He immediately used his luck to control his sword, and a rainbow of sword energy shot through the air. A long dragon formed by the condensed protective aura circled around him and leaped towards the two of them.
Lao Zhou, who was killing everyone among a group of masters, glanced at Liu Mingzhi from the corner of his eye, who was fighting one against two.
There was a touch of sullenness in Lao Zhou's eyes, and he knocked away four or five relevant secret agents who were attacking him with a random palm. He looked at the man who was holding a soft sword, and his moves were stained with blood. Four or five of them could be killed in the world.
The shadow of a famous master.
"Brother Ziying, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. What do brothers Maoying mean by this?"
"Brother Zhou doesn't know. Mao Ying and Chen Ying were defeated miserably in the hands of Brother Tianjian Wenren in the past without even making ten moves. Today, he probably thought that King Bingjian had obtained the true inheritance of Tianjian and wanted to train himself.
of mind.
Who would have thought that King Bingjian's strength would be such a huge disappointment.
But the battle will be over soon, these two are not fun people, they just want to find the feeling they had back then."
Before Lao Zhou could say anything, there was a deafening roar of a lion. Liu Mingzhi immediately became dizzy and his moves were messy. He was slapped horizontally by a big palm that condensed internal energy and flew straight away. The dagger in Mao Ying's hand was like a crescent moon.
He scratched towards Liu Mingzhi's chest.
The exquisite dragon robe silently tore open, and Liu Mingzhi, who suffered a second serious injury, fell heavily to the snow and rolled several times. His whole body was as weak as mud.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the snow in front of him with hazy eyes, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the snow, and it immediately melted away silently.
Is this the difference between half-step innate and innate realm?
He was hit hard like this without any backhand. He was really powerless.
Mao Ying looked at Liu Mingzhi's silkworm armor reflecting the moonlight in the cracks in his dragon robe, and then he understood why Liu Mingzhi still had the chance to breathe heavily.
"My lord, I'm sorry."
The figure of the spy acted together with the words, and afterimages appeared one after another, and the cold light flashed towards Liu Mingzhi to capture him.
Mao Ying, who thought he was sure of his success, suddenly heard the harsh music and subconsciously flew backwards just a few steps away from Liu Mingzhi.
In the blink of an eye, an invisible sound blade from Maoying's position left a ravine about half a foot deep on the ground.
Once again, twelve figures holding various musical instruments flew down and guarded Liu Mingzhi.
As soon as the twelve people landed, they showed off their magical powers and played their instruments without saying a word. A series of harsh music covered the two Maoyings, and there were also twelve invisible sound blades sandwiched between them.
Feeling the murderous intention in the sound blade, Maoying and the two did not dare to be careless, and they flipped and flashed in the air like Jiao'e dancing.
The two of them didn't want to dodge with such a shameful move. The sound blades wielded by the twelve old women with their inner strength were really too tricky.
If you want to dodge, you can only use your body skills like this.
The arrival of the twelve old women made Ziying, who looked relaxed, frown slightly.
"Are the twelve half-step congenital old women the twelve flying immortals of the previous generation? How many back-ups does the prince have?"
Old Zhou also glanced at the twelve previous-generation flying immortals who arrived in time, his face gradually became serious, and he subconsciously glanced around Fengyundu from the corner of his eye.
It seems that the power that the prince has cultivated in private is far more than that!
The four of them, who were momentarily distracted, suddenly felt a heart-stopping murderous aura coming toward them, and immediately flew away, leaving an afterimage that stopped in place.
The afterimage receded, and the place where the four people were standing was covered with ravines and flying snow, blocking the view of everyone around them.
The splashing snow gradually fell to the ground.
Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Lingyang looked at the old Thursday man who had escaped their fierce killing in time, with a touch of reluctance and fear in their eyes.
The four of them had long noticed that Lao Zhou and the four of them had no rivals at all and were killing their brothers in all directions.
I also felt the body-protecting Qi of the four of them that only belonged to the innate realm.
Knowing full well that in a head-on confrontation, the four of them were no match for them, they kept lurking around waiting for the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
Finally, they found a moment when the four of them were distracted, and immediately launched a sneak attack without hesitation.
I thought that even if I couldn't kill four people, I could still leave some fatal wounds on them. I never thought that a sneak attack with four people charging up one blow would not only seriously injure four people, but not even touch the corners of their clothes.
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Is the innate master known as the land god really so invincible?
If this is the case, I am afraid that even if I and others try their best today, they will not have a chance to make a rescue.
"It turns out they are four half-step innate little babies. You must be the leaders of these two groups. It is not a good thing to attack the elderly."
The four Qinglongs looked at each other and without saying a word, they directly attacked and killed the four of them.
As long as the four of them fight these four old guys with terrifying combat power, the brothers can take the opportunity to kill these court assassins in black robes and hats and raincoats with all their strength.
"Huh, I don't know what it means."
Seeing the four Qinglongs attacking, each of the four Ziying parried one by one, crushing the four's attack effortlessly.
"Hua...Grandma Hua, Grandma Tao, you...go help Qinglong and the others."
"Got the order!"
The Twelve Flying Immortals of the previous generation, who were fighting with Mao Ying and Chenying to keep up with the situation, immediately split off into two groups and charged towards the old Zhou people.
The two of them were not close to the eight who were fighting together. The zither in their hands made a clanging sound under the afterimage of their fingers, and the sound blades disrupted the offensive of Lao Zhou and the four of them against Qinglong and the four.
"Sun Mingfeng, lead the archery formation to cover up the enemy and share the pressure with the brothers!"
"Got the order!"
Sun Mingfeng immediately tapped out hundreds of soldiers and started wandering around. Special bows and arrows shot at the men and horses belonging to the imperial court killers from time to time.
With the addition of hundreds of sharpshooters, the number of men in black costumes and men in bamboo hats and raincoats belonging to the imperial court is gradually decreasing.
Hot blood sprays and the snow melts into water.
There was no snow to reflect the moonlight, so the surrounding light was much dim.
Ziying and the others saw that their troops were gradually decreasing, so they no longer reserved any remaining strength to prevent unexpected events, and fought hard to attack Qinglong and the other four.
In less than ten moves, the four Qinglongs and the two old women fell into the blood and looked at the old Zhou people in horror.
"Although the innate masters are invincible in this world, you have forgotten the principle that ants can bite an elephant to death.
I have said that underestimating anyone will lead to death, now you know the consequences of underestimating King Bingjian!"