The moment he saw the floating shadow and the giant bear, Tong Chong's heart sank, but he was not too frightened. He just tightened his pistol and called for everyone to meet the enemy.
On the other hand, Jun Chi, Sima Jie and others were shocked at first when they saw the appearance of the giant bear, but then they were infected by Si'er's extremely friendly face. Their heavy thoughts were released, and their tense spirits were slightly relieved.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously.
When I think about the strong support coming with Si'er like Piao Ying, I can't help but feel boosted in morale.
Immediately join forces with Giant Bear, Si'er and Piaoying to launch a counterattack!
Compared to the three sect leaders Tong Chong, Yao Qing, and Yao Hong, the camouflaged soldiers who arrived at Genting Plateau only a few days earlier than Qingtian and his entourage were obviously less calm and calm.
In the past few days after arriving on the plateau, most of what they talked about after dinner was about the giant bear that stood two stories high.
They wondered how bears could survive in Genting Highlands where vegetation is so sparse and it is almost impossible to find living animals for food.
At one time, they organized a manpower to hunt bear bears, hoping to see whether the flesh and blood of this extraordinary beast could have the miraculous effect of strengthening muscles and bones and extending life. However, they were defeated by the opponent's fierce resistance, almost causing casualties.
If this bear is not stupid and knows that they are outnumbered and does not pursue revenge, but instead hides further and further away, otherwise once the three sect masters are interested in taking action, no matter how ferocious the beast is, they will surely have it in their belly.
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I never expected that just yesterday I had taken them as prey for dinner, but now I would kill them aggressively and treat them as prey!
Arrows cannot penetrate, and swords cannot hurt.
And this time the opponent is no longer a lone bear fighting.
Under the instruction of the woman, he rushed left and right, seemingly clumsy but his progress and retreat were orderly.
A sudden forceful impact would make anyone's head spin and their stomachs churn.
With a swish of the palm, the person's head would be blown open on the spot, or the person would be pulled off the ground or fainted or seriously injured.
Opening the mouth and roaring can make people's ears ring and dizzy.
Before he even started talking to anyone, he was already scaring them to the point of tears and feces and urine!
Here the giant bear enters the battle and "sweeps thousands of troops", while the floating shadows on the other side retreat as if they are entering an uninhabited land.
In less than half a cup of tea, except for the three masters of the twelve Tiansha sects, only a dozen or so people were left alive.
Tong Chong, who was watched by Jun Chi, only changed his expression slightly and looked quite calm.
Just when Jun Chi was pushed back a few feet by Tong Chong's violent aura, thinking that the opponent was going to kill him or her, he saw him holding a silver gun upside down with one hand, filling it with true energy, and stabbing it into the ground.
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The tip of the silver spear fell exactly at the corner of the huge shale rock platform that was more than ten feet square, enough to fit around twenty carriages.
Tong Chong leaned sideways, holding the gun barrel near the tip of the gun with his right hand, and holding the end of the gun barrel behind his back with his left hand.
"Ha-yah!"
Just listen to Tong Chong's mouth roaring!
It actually stunned Xiong Zhi, who was killing everyone in the area.
Then Tong Chong's eyes were wide open with anger, and veins were bulging from his face to his neck to his arms and even the areas not covered by clothes.
The barrel of the silver gun is bending closer to the shape of a horseshoe under the force exerted by it.
Several people on this shale rock flat noticed that the ground beneath their feet was shaking uneasily, making it difficult to stand, and their bodies tended to slide backwards.
Jun Chi only understood Tong Chong's intentions when he started to exert force.
The shale beneath our feet is at least five or six feet thick. If Tong Chong were to overturn it, seven out of ten people would be unable to escape at such a downward pressure, and the weight of the rock would be heavy even if more than ten people bear it.
Death means injury!
Previously, there were many members of the Twelve Heavenly Evil Sects. If they tried this trick, they would injure the enemy a thousand times and lose eight hundred to themselves.
Now, if ten people are crushed to death, at least eight of them will be brothers of the Qingtian Clan.
As the shale was lifted twenty-three times, Jun Chi's body began to slide backwards.
Fortunately, Tong Chong's roar also served as a warning.
No need for you to remind me, everyone has already reacted and retreated to a distance.
Although Tong Chong drove him to the edge of the other side of the shale rock flat, Jun Chi did not intend to take advantage of this to stay away from the overturning range of the shale rock. Instead, he rushed to the center of the shale rock flat as quickly as possible, hoping to put some resistance on Tong Chong or to attack Tong Chong.
Destroy shale rock sills to reduce destructive power.
It's just that Tong Chong planned ahead and left himself enough time and space without interference when he drove Jun Chi away.
If you try to stop me again, it will be too late!
"Aha--!"
Amid the tiny clicking sounds of the rock formations rubbing against each other and Tong Chong's final roar, the shale rock flats stood upright!
A small mountain peak thirteen feet high seemed to have suddenly grown out of the flat ground, blocking half of the skylight from the eyes of everyone present!
This was the height of Jun Chi's foot that broke 20% of the shale rock flat!
The shadow of the huge mountain slab has enveloped more than 30 people, including Sima Jie, Ye Longwen and the Yao brothers and sisters.
Eight of them became members of the Qingtian Clan.
Sima Jie and Ye Longwen were worried about the safety of their comrades and wanted to help them get out of trouble.
Yao Qing and Yao Hong, however, seemed to be fully confident in escaping by disturbing both of them, so they tried their best to entangle them.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the giant slab of the mountain peak is about to press down on the sky and the hinterland.
There was a black shadow that soared up and crashed into the center of the mountain of stone slabs!
boom!
Click, click, click!
Cracks invisible to the naked eye flash from the center of the shale flats to all directions of the stone slabs.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the huge mountain slab that was still in the process of toppling fell into pieces!
Most of the catastrophe faced by everyone in Qingtian was resolved in just one breath!
Although the falling rain of split stones still has a lot of lethality, it also creates a lot of space for people to dodge and avoid danger.
Although not many people saw it clearly, they didn't need to think carefully to understand that there was only one person present who could break the situation with such force, Piao Ying!
"Ale."
Jun Chi whispered his old friend's old name, silently thanking him for his appearance, and at the same time chased after Tong Chong who was about to run away when he saw something was wrong.
Among the commotion, there were sounds of boulders smashing down, and boulders being smashed by bear paws or broken by sharp knives before falling.
The ground trembled and became difficult to level.
When there were no more rocks falling in the air, Jun Chi had already chased Tong Chong and ran more than twenty feet away.
There was still a big tremor on the ground, and I couldn't help but feel doubtful. I slowed down and listened carefully.
Tong Chong, who was seven feet away, also stopped in time.
The tremors on the ground were caused by the running horses, and they were a large group of horses.
Of course, a group of horses would not appear on this plateau for nothing, only cavalry.
Looking at Tong Chong's confident look, these cavalrymen must be enemies rather than friends.
Where did the cavalry come from?
Apart from Yamashita, Jun Chi really couldn't think of a second answer.
Judging from the time, these cavalrymen must have observed them going up the mountain from a distance before following them after some time.
It was time to take a short rest like them, and after finding out the situation of the battle here, they mounted their horses and launched the charge.
Tong Chong lured him away because he wanted to deal with him alone, but also to delay time.
Thinking of this, Jun Chi also completely understood why the Twelve Heavenly Evil Sects took the trouble to climb up to the Yunding Plateau before the border was completely cleared, and said: "So you are all bait?"
Tong Chong said calmly: "Yes."
Jun Chi said: "The weight of this bait is really quite big."
Tong Chong said: "Only with big bait can you catch big fish."
Jun Chi said: "So, I should be proud that we Qingtian people are regarded as big fish."
Tong Chong said: "You don't have to belittle yourself, you Junchi, you are the leader of the world. If you are not a big fish, then who else in the Zhongzhou rivers and lakes dares to offend? Only a big fish like you who dies here can attract the attention of others."
Come more fish.”
Jun Chi said: "You shouldn't be able to come up with such a plan."
Of course, Tong Chong knew exactly who Jun Chi was referring to by "you".
He sighed with emotion and said: "Don't forget that we are in the camp of Wala, but this time it is indeed not the Wala people's idea. As you said, if there is only half of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Sect, no one will really think about it.
Come up with this plan."
Tong Chong stopped talking, but Jun Chi had already understood the unfinished words.
——Half of the twelve Tiansha sects do not have such a think tank, but there is Xiao Yincai in the other half.
Jun Chi said: "I didn't expect that you two are still in love with each other. Even though you have parted ways, one party is still willing to give ideas and the other party is willing to accept it."
Tong Chong said: "Haha, there is no need to be so provocative. We have indeed separated. We have old friendships, but they are not worth mentioning in the face of interests. To put it nicely, we are now cooperating with each other and seeking common ground while reserving differences. To put it worse, we are cooperating with each other and seeking common ground while reserving differences.
, is what you self-proclaimed righteous people often say, there is nothing a villain can do but pursue profit."
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The rumble of horse hooves approaches.
Xiong Zhen stopped chasing the remaining defeated soldiers, stabilized the Si'er on his back, and slowly lifted his two pairs of front feet off the ground.
Si'er felt like he was standing on the second floor, looking far into the distance.
In sight, there was indeed a mighty cavalry force coming through the clouds and fog.
Seven or eight of the cavalrymen advanced at the same time, and the cavalry behind them was as dense as a winding snake, with no end in sight.
Si'er made a rough estimate of the number of cavalry he saw, at around three hundred. Listening to the mighty noise, he must have thought there were no less than a thousand cavalry.
Among them, there were not many cavalrymen wearing helmets, carrying guns and swords, and they were fully armed, but they still accounted for 30% of the number.
The rest were dressed casually in coarse clothes and animal skin coats. They were clearly trying to pretend to be Wala people, but from their faces to their hairstyles to their clothes, they all looked extremely perfunctory and just pretending.
Si'er immediately saw through the identities of these people.
The latter who pretended to be Walajun were all from Zhongzhou Jianghu.
As for which gang or sect they belong to, they can only be the remaining forces that were defeated in Youjing a few days ago and have not yet been wiped out.
And those cavalrymen in Zhongzhou's orthodox attire should be the real family members of the twelve Tiansha clans mentioned by Luo Piaoling.
——The "private army" secretly cultivated under the eyes of the local army in the past ten years.
Raising troops for a thousand days and deploying them for a short period of time, in the battle of Youjing, if the Twelve Gates of Heavenly Evil are right in their bet, these "private armies" will never surface one day, and they will most likely serve their lives completely loyally for the future Zhongzhou imperial court.
But after losing all the battles in Youjing, the Twelve Heavenly Evil Sects had no choice but to bring out these "private armies" as bargaining chips for surrender.
With Tong Chong here, does it mean that these "private armies" all belong to the Tongsha Sect?
After understanding the situation, Si'er patted the back of Xiong Zhen's head, causing his limbs to fall back to the ground.
But he muttered "damn it" in his mouth, and quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.
Before coming to Genting, Luo Piaoling only told them about the existence of these two forces, but could not dispatch any manpower to deal with them, and now they happened to be hit by them.
Piaoying can protect her and leave, but what about the Qingtian people?
By the time the two of them move in to reinforce the troops, I'm afraid the Qingtian Clan will have been completely removed from the Zhongzhou arena.
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Yu Le was wearing rough clothes that he had never worn before in his life, a wolfskin coat that still gave off a slight odor, and a wolfskin hat, and was mixed in with the cavalry rushing towards the Genting Plateau barracks.
Hearing that those who went up the mountain were Queen Qingtian, he lost interest.
After all, the current Qingtian crowd is really not as strong as it was when it was strong.
The same is true for Jun Chi, the pillar of the Qingtian crowd.
Even if they could take down all the masters of the Tongsha Sect, the Black Sect, and the White Sect, they would still be exhausted.
If they were to face their charge of thousands of cavalry, how many more could they hold back?
Two hundred riders? Or three hundred riders?
Yu Le, who was riding in the middle section, was wandering in the sky when he suddenly noticed something strange on the ground not far ahead.
There is a formation hidden in the clouds and mist, and it is about to start working quietly.
That seems to be a pink formation.
Opening array?
Yu Le's thoughts were racing, and he was a little surprised that his opponent could find him in the galloping cavalry and could seize the time so accurately to cast the opening formation.
Then he couldn't help but become suspicious.
"Is this really coming at me?"
After the defeat in Youjing, Yu Le's proud head lowered a little.
He no longer wears the dazzling brocade and yellow shirt, and the black crown with gold patterns.
He wants to keep a low profile and stand silently to the top, even if he climbs, as long as he can reach the top!
For this reason, he could follow Xiao Yincai's orders and run around.
You can let your subordinates be used by others.
You can wear clothes that make you feel uncomfortable, dirty, and smelly.
He didn't understand how he could attract other people's attention when he had done so carefully.
Therefore, after Yu Le took back his surprise, he still couldn't help but doubt whether the other party's target was really him.
Thinking so, Yu Le had already reacted first.
He lightened his body, stepped on the horse's back, and swept diagonally forward. At worst, he would have to change horses to ride.
But the moment Yu Lecai floated up from the horse, he felt a huge death threat. He stood on his head with all the hair on his body, and the warning signs in his heart increased greatly!
Although Yu Le was arrogant, he was not arrogant for no reason. Between life and death, he drew his sword out of its sheath, desperately pouring out all the energy in his body to protect his body, and spit out defensive sword swings in all directions to sweep away other horses and cavalry around him.
, his body fell straight down on the spot with the force of a thousand catties.
Just after Yu Le completed this series of self-rescue measures in a hurry, a cold sword light and a dark shadow passed by him.
In just a moment, Yu Le's clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
He avoided death once!
But he was not happy at all.
His face looked more like he had been whipped several times with a whip.
Twisted, ferocious, red as blood!
He was injured.
A minor injury that is not fatal.
It was a very small wound.
It's a sword mark.
It's just that the location of this sword mark is unlucky, or rather too coincidental.
It was right between his eyebrows.
There were already two sword marks between his eyebrows.
Nine years ago, the first vertical mark left by Luo Piaoling.
Less than half a month ago, Gu Xinhun left a second horizontal sword mark.
Now there is another sword mark diagonally crossing the cross!
Humiliation, humiliation and humiliation!
This sword mark is not fatal, but it is extremely humiliating!
He Yu Le will undoubtedly become the laughing stock of the whole world!
——There was once a young swordsman who was frivolous and overestimated his abilities, and was defeated by a sword strike from a young swordsman who thought he was at the same level.
——Since then, this swordsman has become less arrogant and unruly. While working hard to hone himself, he secretly helps the family plot big things. However, at the critical moment, he is easily driven away by another swordsman who is not as famous as him, and he escapes in disgrace.
——The swordsman was deeply hit and determined to try his best. Unexpectedly, in a simple mission, he almost died under the sword of a newly born swordsman!
"Jiang, Yi, Chen!"
Yu Le was so angry that his mouth was filled with blood and the gaps between his teeth were filled with blood. He spat out the name viciously!