Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 235 Fierce confrontation

Chapter 230 Five Tragic Confrontation

When Qi Chengcheng and Zhong Lingxi approached the Liangchengang camp, they met Yi Xifeng and others who were retreating together. Seeing their exhausted appearances, the beautiful girl naturally knew that she was able to fight in the east camp before. The success of the project is inseparable from the dedication of these partners.

"Brother Zhou, your hand!" Zhong Lingxi couldn't help asking when he looked at the pale young man holding a halberd and the white cotton cloth wrapped around his left hand.

After all, the two belonged to the most outstanding man and woman in the young man's career. Although they belonged to different teams before this martial arts competition, they still knew each other more or less.

And the later encounters also made this group of young people value each other more. In Zhong Lingxi's cognition, Zhou Di's strength is considered to be the top among the twelve masters of martial arts. Can compete with one or two.

The young man with the halberd smiled wryly, and explained simply: "A little finger, nothing."

Qi Chengcheng also noticed that among Yi Xifeng's group, except for the two girls Lu Huahua and Fifth Xiaoxiao who were fairly normal, the rest of the men were extremely weak without exception.

"Why are all men so vain?" The funny boy asked curiously.

The white and clean boy glared at the other party, and those who ignored him could be ignored.

"Where did Bodang and Linley go?" Zhang Yanyan asked with a frown.

Zhong Lingxi shook his head, and replied: "Don't ask us, they didn't follow us from the beginning." He pointed at Zhou Di, Yi Xifeng and others.

After all, the few of them decided to split up and attack at night. As for the whereabouts of Wang Bodang and Linley, the beautiful girl did not know.

Qi Chengcheng said worriedly: "They won't be killed, right?"

Li Xintian shook his head and denied: "No, Wang Bodang's field combat ability is very powerful. If you want to kill him in the jungle, it is difficult even for a warrior. With the addition of Linley with a flexible head, they The chances of something happening are extremely low.”

Hearing the masked girl's words, everyone was somewhat relieved. So far, ten of them had gathered together, and they quickened their pace and retreated towards Liangchengang.

……

Ji Rentu looked at the soldiers who kept advancing. They were wearing black armor and kept shuttling on the path in the forest.Looking at the hourglass with the army, the bald man knew that just after the ugly night, it was the night when the night was dark and the wind was high.

The two camps are not far apart, even if there is a dense forest, the distance is only more than ten miles. For ordinary soldiers, such a short distance can be reached within a cup of tea, but the black armor soldiers walked very cautiously. It took half a stick of incense to go.

And the guards who had been squatting around Liangchengang for a long time and were about to rush up were already ready for battle.But from the outside, there is no such tense atmosphere.On the brightly lit camp wall, not a single strong man was on patrol.

It's not that they are lazy, but to be alert to the threat of the demon-breaking crossbow. In this kind of dark night, even if the camp wall is full of torches, it is difficult to distinguish the black armored soldiers more than ten feet away from the black crossbow bolts. .

Finally, the black armored soldiers had come to a place thirty miles away from Liangchen Gang.The Teng Snake stationed here on the turret looked solemnly at the darkness outside the camp, and the contrast of the dead silence gave people a sense of terror.

"General, there is no garrison on the camp wall, we can send people to force it!" Hu Qingzheng said in a deep voice.

As one of the only four knights who remained with the bald man, he knew his role.

"You lead your people, I'll give you another hundred, make sure to climb Liangchen Hill by force, before dawn, I want to see our people occupy here!"

The eyes of the man in green armor gleamed, and he immediately bowed to his orders.

After all, he already had 250 black armored soldiers under his command, plus the 100 people slaughtered by Ji Ren, that would be 350 black armored soldiers, which was close to half of the total force.

Take a look at this camp, which can only accommodate 300 people at most. If he is allowed to capture this camp, he still dare not guarantee it, but Hu Qingzheng is still sure if he only occupies the outer camp wall.

The dull drumbeat shattered the last silence of the night. Facing these black armored soldiers, they ran towards the camp in unison. The unguarded camp wall was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, thrown into the pack of wolves. .

In a group of two, they set up the rattan ladder prepared in advance and directly put it on the top of the wall.However, no one was stationed did not mean giving up resistance. Rows of men in bamboo hats who had prepared long ago in the camp grounds raised their magic crossbows and pointed them at the top of the camp wall.

"shoot!"

With a shout, rows of crossbows shot precisely at the black armored soldiers who had just climbed onto the wall.Since the wall is full of torches at this time, anyone who dares to stand up will immediately be greeted by crossbow arrows.

.........

Zhao Yunming looked at the group of people who came back, and when he finished listening to the report of Zhang Shiyan and others, a smile appeared on his stern face.

The killing of more than 200 people is an unimaginable feat for these twelve guards, Tie Yi!

"Go back to your camp and take a good rest, leave the rest to us!" The tall, thin, middle-aged man said softly.

Yi Xifeng looked up at this familiar yet unfamiliar middle-aged man, but still resisted the urge to ask.

A group of people slowly exited the camp, only the boy with two swords stayed in this big tent.

Zhao Yunming looked at the young man in front of him calmly, but he didn't speak.But Zhao Long still kept his hat down very low.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" The tall, thin, middle-aged man asked indifferently.

"Why didn't you ask about the whereabouts of Wang Bodang and Lin Lei?" the young man asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Yunming raised his eyebrows, and looked at his own grandson suspiciously.

"Is their life so unimportant?" The boy with two knives said hoarsely.

The middle-aged man showed a smile, and said calmly: "On the battlefield, human life is worthless!"

"Then why don't you go to the battlefield?" Zhao Long continued to say coldly.

"From the current point of view, my life is indeed more valuable than you little brats!" The tall, thin middle-aged man put away the smile on his face and replied calmly.

The boy with two knives raised his head, and for the first time his eyes made contact with his grandfather. He could sense that Zhao Yunming still looked like a middle-aged man due to his inner strength technique, but through his eyes, the boy could see Feel that old soul.

……

That's right, the inner strength technique can absorb the true essence of the world to strengthen one's own functions, and can maintain the body's various abilities at their peak state for a long time, and even some martial arts masters can maintain this peak state until the moment before they die.

It wasn't until his life energy was exhausted and he swallowed his last breath that he couldn't suppress the strong internal energy all over his body.At this time, the bodies of these powerhouses who have lost their vitality will all undergo some changes to a greater or lesser extent.

Buddhist sects such as Daming Temple, Baima Temple, etc., after their martial arts masters pass away, the inner strength and true essence in the body will condense in the various orifices around the body, becoming "true Buddha relics", also called "relics".

Taoist sects such as Zhenwu Dao Temple, Qixia Temple, etc., after their martial arts masters ride the crane, the inner strength and true energy in the body will quickly return to the sea of ​​​​shen, forming the "Zhenyuan Dao Fruit", also called "Human Yuan Fruit".

As for secular sects such as Luo Yunzong, Jihantang, Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Land, etc., once the masters of these sects pass away, the true energy in their bodies will go berserk, and the corpses of some unstable strong will collapse quickly. People call it "emergence". .

As for the masters of the demon sect, such as the great demons or demon heads from the gods and demon sects, they were born to plunder the true essence of the heaven and earth due to their special skills. Feed back the world.Therefore, there is a metaphor of "when a demon falls, all things live".

……

Zhao Long understood a lot from the eyes of the tall and thin middle-aged man, so the two of them didn't talk anymore, and the boy turned around and left the camp.

Zhao Yunming watched the other party leave, and murmured: "Being able to see my companion is considered a little love, but I still don't understand what a big love is. But that fair and clean boy who is younger than Long Er should have seen something, But since he didn't ask, it means that this kid has his own ideas and ways."

Speaking of this, the tall and thin middle-aged man sighed slightly: "Li Yunbo, a bastard, can actually give birth to two such powerful bastards as Cheng Qian and Cheng Tao. Now the two of them have trained such an interesting person, not bad, not bad!"

But after thinking about it, he murmured again: "You can't be so cheap to the old Li's family, I think that girl is not bad, so why don't you go to Lao Li to talk about marriage in two days?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yunming recalled what his subordinates had reported to him before, that his grandson seemed to have taken a fancy to that girl from the Li family.On the stern face of the tall, thin, middle-aged man, a smirk of old disrespect suddenly appeared.

Want to steal a wife from my old Zhao family? !snort!Brat, our old Zhao family has never lost in this aspect since our ancestors!

……

Yi Xifeng didn't realize at all that he was so missed by that treasurer Zhao.Of course, if the fair and clean boy knew that his duck-riding girl had been slapped on his grandson by some old and disrespectful guy.Then the boy will definitely not be lying in the tent like he is now, summing up the gains and losses of this night attack.

Listening to the constant shouts of killing and the sharp piercing sound of the demon-breaking crossbow, Yi Xifeng tried hard to calm himself down.Soon he was immersed in recovery practice.

After repeated battles, the Bai Jing boy was exhausted physically. Although he had gone through several rests before, but after all, there was an endless war outside, so he couldn't really calm down and reflect.

Coincidentally, after practicing sword with Green Bamboo all night last night, plus the actual use in the night attack tonight, Yi Xifeng has gradually become aware of the strength level of his own kung fu and the future development direction of kendo.

His internal strength is still in the state of power. Although the young man has touched the threshold of the realm of light through "Swimming Dragon and Four Elephants" and "Qingming Chenguang Sword", but the improvement of his own realm, especially before the realm of the knight The three levels of realm are all down-to-earth efforts.

But Yi Xifeng is confident, given him a year, he can enter the realm of mang.

As for the development direction of his own kendo, Qing Zhu's teaching last night made him suddenly enlightened.This also confirmed what Li Chengqian said, what suits you is the best.

At the same time, Qingzhu's practice experience also brought inspiration to Bai Jing: Others can create their own swordsmanship based on their own perceptions, why can't I create my own?

This idea suddenly became unstoppable.Counting "Thousand Li Rivers" and "Eight Directions Sword Curtain", these sword techniques created by chance, in fact, there are still many things that can be integrated into sword moves.

Just as Yi Xifeng gradually cleared his mind, time also passed by invisibly.After an unknown amount of time, a crisp cracking sound awakened the young man immersed in his cultivation.

"Crack it!"

Yi Xifeng suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed the crossbow that fell from the splint at the top of the tent.

After the pitch-black crossbow bolt penetrated through the top splint of the camp, it lost much strength, and he grabbed it with one hand.

"Destroyer Crossbow?" The young man frowned and murmured in a low voice.

After dealing with this thing a lot, it is natural to recognize it at a glance.But what really worried him was the battle situation outside.

The tent he was in was located at the innermost part of the entire Liangchengang camp, at least thirty feet away from the outer camp wall.Therefore, it is difficult for the black armored soldiers outside the Liangchengang camp to shoot the demon-breaking crossbow here.

In other words, if the arrows from the Demon Breaking Crossbow could interfere here, then Ji Rentu's soldiers must have captured the outer camp wall at this time.As for whether they have entered the camp, it is really hard to say.

In order to prove the doubt in his heart, the Bai Jing boy opened the tent and went out.

It was almost dawn at this time, the sky in the east had gradually brightened, and the scenery outside was no longer as unclear as before.

"Shh!"

It was another demon-breaking crossbow, this time Yi Xifeng did not let him go easily.

With a wave of the pitch-black crossbow in his hand, it immediately turned into a blurred afterimage and went straight to the camp wall.First, he knocked away the crossbow arrow that was flying towards himself, and then went straight to the sneak attacker unabated.

"Pfft!"

There was a sound of iron falling into the flesh, and Yi Xifeng saw a strong man fall on the camp wall, and immediately fell from the three-foot-high camp wall, and his life and death were unknown.

It wasn't until now that the Bai Jing boy had a clear view of the battle here.Although he only practiced in the tent for more than an hour, there were already many casualties in the Liangchengang camp at this time.Even if it was not on the verge of collapse, the continuous shooting of the demon-breaking crossbows from the camp wall from just now was enough to show that the balance of victory was constantly tilting in the direction of the enemy.

The camp wall of Liangchengang is not considered tall, it is only three feet high.For ordinary people, it is still a job, but for warriors who know some kung fu, this is nothing.

But in terms of battlefield tactics, this camp wall is of great significance.This strategic point has a great impact on the long-range support of the troops.

Regardless of the insignificant height of three feet, it can increase the range of one party by 20.00%!

Yi Xifeng found that in the camp around him one after another his companions woke up from their practice. Although a short hour was not enough for many people to recover their full internal energy, they still had the strength to fight.

The fair boy looked at the fair girl beside her. She was still wearing a mask as usual, but the other party also cast her gaze over.

"For breakfast later, how about making some rice cakes?" the young man asked in a low voice.

Li Xintian nodded vigorously, and replied: "Then let's hurry up!" After finishing speaking, the masked girl dodged and rushed towards the black armored soldiers who broke into the camp!

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