Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 417 Chapter 416
Among the seemingly inconspicuous sparks between Zhang Guangmu's fingers, there is an extremely high temperature, which seems to burn and distort the air around him.

Several Sakura Country soldiers reacted slowly and lacked a sense of crisis, so they rushed towards him with their heads sullen.

result……

These ashigaru didn't even come within three meters of Zhang Guangmu, they were burned into coke by the red flames dancing in the air, and died suddenly on the spot!

chi chi chi...

The scorched smell mixed with the smell of blood, and the few young birds who were burned to death by the flames around Zhang Guangmu became the few chickens who killed chickens and terrorized monkeys.

This incomprehensible scene made many Sakura Country soldiers a little scared, and they didn't dare to approach easily.

Looking at Zhao Zhengrong's body not far away, Zhang Guangmu felt as if another self began to speak in his mind.

【run! 】

[Since the adoptive father is dead, then I have no reason to stay here and fight to the death! 】

[If you keep the green hills, you don’t have to worry about no firewood. I have the Martial Dao Diary by my side, and I can reach the fourth level of Martial Dao in the future! 】

[As long as I can reach the realm of connecting the heavenly meridians and become innate, I can come and go freely, and use assassin methods to take the heads of important figures in the Sakura Kingdom, and there is no need to fight the enemy head-on on the battlefield! 】

There was nothing wrong with the script prompt, and Zhang Guangmu could tell that even the field control team didn't want to see himself die on the battlefield before his personal value was fully realized.

After all, this time is different from the battle royale in the opening plot. The intensity is higher, and the sword has no eyes. No matter who wins or loses, as long as the killing is tempered, it is almost impossible for "captives" to appear.

but……

Zhang Guangmu still directly ignored "his own voice".

Coming all this way, I racked my brains and painstakingly to improve and adapt the magic knowledge, and created the martial arts secret technique for what?
Isn't it just to catch up with this big scene?
Suddenly, Zhang Guangmu had a whim and felt a feeling of being watched.

He instinctively looked in the direction of that sense of voyeurism, his eyes shone slightly, and saw a tall and burly man in golden dragon scale armor staring at him at the westernmost end of the battlefield .

The opponent is none other than Dragon Spear Feng Yunxian, one of the three generals who once belonged to the Kingdom of Painting!

"No need to worry!"

Feng Yunxian's internal energy was shaken, and the sound spread for dozens of miles, boosting morale: "It's just a gunpowder weapon similar to Zhentianlei."

"He won't use it much!"

"Kill him!"

Hearing this, Zhang Guangmu slowly pulled out two serrated long knives from his waist.

The process is wrong, the conclusion is correct.

The internal force of black and white ink is transformed into the internal force of flames, which is used to kill the enemy, and there is also loss.

As for the [Field of the Powerful] used to "mow the grass", it is really easy to use, and it can be called a divine skill. Unfortunately, Zhang Guangmu's internal energy is limited and he cannot withstand such continuous consumption. Physical energy consumption in rotation.

only……

When not using [Field of the Strong], Zhang Guangmu could only use a long knife to kill the enemy.

Although the two long knives in his hands were fine products, they couldn't bear the wear and tear of more than [-] people being cut along the way.

At this moment, Zhang Guangmu's sleeves were already covered with the blood of the enemy - this is the medal left over from all the way to kill, and the two knives are no longer sharp as before, the blades are pitted and tattered, As if it could be scrapped at any time.

Zhang Guangmu glanced at Zhao Zhengrong's corpse, then charged towards Feng Yunxian who was standing at the west end of the battlefield expressionlessly.

Dengquan Pokou.

Jiang Jiuxiao, who arrived at the edge of the battlefield accompanied by Lu Mohan, saw Zhao Zhengrong's corpse in the distance, and saw Zhang Guangmu's straight back but inexplicably bent figure, a strong sense of sadness arose spontaneously.

Looking at the corpses of the soldiers of the Liewu Battalion in this battlefield, the emotion called anger almost instantly dyed Jiang Jiuxiao's eyes blood red.

It was okay when I didn't see it, but now seeing my compatriots being killed by a foreign race, Jiang Jiuxiao was so angry that he couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore, and immediately rushed into the battlefield with blood on his sword: "Young master Mu! I Come help me!"

Although Jiang Jiuxiao's own skills were abolished due to previous wrong decisions, as the royal family of the Kingdom of Painting, he has bathed with various famous medicinal materials and used secret methods to strengthen his body since he was a child. In addition, he was only one step away from the three realms of martial arts. The meridians are usually thick, the muscles are tyrannical, and the combat power is far stronger than ordinary soldiers. Following in the "channel" that Zhang Guangmuqiang broke through, he danced with a long sword in his hand, and no one could get close to him for a while.

As for Lu Mohan, who has been beaten to death...

The Zhongwuhou just stopped for a moment and made a decision.

He knew very well that there were more enemies ambushing in the passage behind him, but he still bit the bullet and followed Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao.

reason?

No reason is required.

Wherever the last royal family of the Kingdom of Painting is, there he is.

The soldiers of the Liewu Camp, who were leaderless because of Zhao Zhengrong's death, also noticed the appearance of Zhang Guangmu, Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Mohan, and gathered here one after another.

"Look to the east! It's the young master!"

"Prince Xiao and Marquis Yongwu are also here!"

"Swear to protect Young Master Mu to the death!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Protect the young master and Prince Xiao and break out of the siege!"

The soldiers of the Liewu Camp were struggling in the enemy tide, trying to join Zhang Guangmu and others.

A small part of these remnant soldiers who tried to join up had a sincere heart and simply wanted to gather with their allies to protect Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao from this place.

And the vast majority of people originally planned to abandon their troops and surrender to the enemy on the spot after seeing Zhao Zhengrong's death in battle. Now they changed their minds because of the appearance of [Lanjian·Lu Mohan].

They didn't know that [-]% or [-]% of Lu Mohan's skills had been abolished, and they regarded this Zhongwuhou as the last straw.

They don't have too many distracting thoughts, they just want to live.

In the eyes of these people, Lu Mohan, who is also in the fourth realm of martial arts, as a dignified Marquis, even if he is not as good as the boss Zhao Zhengrong who died in the battle just now, it will not be much worse.

The remnants of the Liewu Battalion who were originally scattered on the battlefield gradually joined Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Mohan, barely holding on.

As for Zhang Guangmu?
He rushed too deep, and there were enemies everywhere. Meeting him was almost the same as seeking death. Even if someone wanted to help him, no horse could keep up with his oolong.

Zhang Guangmu himself can't take into account the thoughts of others.

At this moment, he took the lead and charged endlessly in the enemy formation. His white hands were covered with sticky dry blood and slippery fresh blood. If it wasn't for the internal force attached, he could hardly hold the weapon.

"call……"

Zhang Guangmu's exhaled breath condensed into clouds of white mist, his hands didn't stop moving at all, but he devoted a little energy in his heart, trying hard to deduce the secret weapon on the battlefield that he had been planning and preparing for.

The time the director left him was too short.

It's just a little bit away, and the trick that can reverse the situation can be deduced!
"Want to play the game where the army takes the head of the enemy general?"

[Dragon Spear] Feng Yunxian looked at Zhang Guangmu, who was charging alone, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, without retreating an inch, and explained to the woman beside him with a sneer: "I saw it right at the beginning, he is just a useless dude. "

"Even the innate warriors who have reached the realm of [Tianmai Penetration] are just enemies of ten thousand people. In today's era..."

"Even the four realms of martial arts can't stop a thousand fully armed special teams from strangling!"

"Although I don't know what kind of medicine he took to squeeze his potential and overdraw his life to reach this level, but..."

"The three realms of Martial Dao can't make any waves!"

As if to confirm his statement, the double knives in Zhang Guangmu's hands, which had lost their durability to the limit due to cutting too many bones, shattered and turned into iron butterflies stained red with blood, flying all over the sky.

Bang!Bang!Bang! ...

Groups of blazing red flames exploded from Zhang Guangmu's hands, but Feng Yunxian smiled brighter and brighter.

With such a mysterious move, the loss will not be too small, how long can Zhang Guangmu last?

Using human life will consume his inner strength!

(End of this chapter)