Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 17 A Huang Rong Falls from the Sky

"Death to me!"

Xiaoxiangzi was forcibly pressed and beaten by a woman, which is really an insult to one of the five Mongolian masters.

Immediately, his whole body was full of anger, and under hysteria, he suddenly jumped high, holding the mechanism at the end of the mourning stick in his hand, and the poisonous sand spewed out suddenly.

The vertical leap this time made the arsenopyrite more powerful.

"Oops!"

Huang Rong subconsciously flew backwards to avoid the arsenopyrite attack.

But Xiaoxiangzi had been prepared for a long time, and he landed a blow on the head, carrying the force of landing, and exploded suddenly.

"Pfft!"

Huang Rong kept dodging with her agile posture, but she was in the void after all, so it was difficult to dodge. In the end, she was accidentally hit, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Not only that, but he accidentally inhaled arsenopyrite, which made him dizzy for a while.

But just when she fell to the ground, she was hugged by a strong embrace in vain, and the face of a man covered in blood came into view.

Huang Rong, who had never been touched by a man other than Brother Jing, immediately wanted to break free, but the toxin had already spread in her body, her limbs were so weak that she was unable to break free at all.

In the end, her eyes gradually darkened, and she passed out completely.

This is really hard for Lin Qing, who did not expect that during the battle, a woman fell from the sky, and it was Huang Rong who impressed her deeply.

But he was fighting fiercely with Ma Guangzuo, and at this moment there was a powerful aura coming from behind him.

Facing the two Mongolian masters alone, even Lin Qing couldn't stand it!

"Boy, I finally found you!"

At this moment, Xiaoxiangzi jumped down, and the pure steel mourning stick fell from the sky, oppressing the void and making a dull sound.

Lin Qing even felt his whole body sink, as if something heavy fell down.

Footsteps stepped continuously, her figure followed like a shadow, quickly dodged with the delicate and beautiful Huang Rong in her arms, and stabbed back with the spear in her hand.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, Ma Guangzuo immediately stepped back a few steps, swung the copper stick in his hand, and poured out the attacking force one after another.

"Oh!"

At the same time, Xiaoxiangzi smashed the mourning stick into the air, and immediately smashed a big hole in the ground, making a dull sound.

Xiaoxiangzi stood still, glanced at Ma Guangzuo, and said with a sinister smile: "It happens that the two of us are here, take this son down together, and go back to the King!"

Lin Qing's expression was heavy, his whole body was tense, and he looked down at Huang Rong who was still asleep.

At this moment, her condition is not very good, her face is very ugly, it seems that she has been poisoned, there is still blood oozing from her body, and her breath is sluggish.

From the looks of it, it was impossible for Huang Rong to wake up in a short time, and she had to face two masters who were far superior to her alone.

Only the phantom yin finger is reliable, but even if the opponent guards against it, the phantom yin finger will lose its effect!

Let's run away first!

Wait until you find the order later, and then find a way to kill it!

Where can I flee?

At the city gate?still……

For a moment, the three of them faced each other in a triangle, and the atmosphere became more dignified and silent, only the wind and dust were still blowing.

At this moment, Ma Guangzuo thrust the cooked copper stick into the ground abruptly, and said to Xiaoxiangzi, "Two against one is not fair. Since you showed up, you can deal with him!"

Xiaoxiangzi's face froze, but he couldn't see it at all with his zombie face, but he could still see his extreme anger in subtleties.

"This kid has killed a large number of our soldiers, and also killed Nimoxing. You tell me it's not fair? Your Majesty wants to shoot and kill him, so he must be brought back."

But Ma Guangzuo said calmly: "Your Majesty also said, let me kill not one of those soldiers left!"

After finishing the words, Ma Guangzuo pulled up the cooked copper stick, turned around and left.

Xiaoxiangzi yelled at him, but he was very helpless, so he could only vent his anger on Lin Qing.

"Boy, you made me suffer so much last time. It took me a lot of time to expel that weird internal force from my body!"

"So, you are not learning a lesson!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Qing smashed the spear to the ground, pointed his sword at Xiaoxiangzi, and said coldly, "It won't be so easy to remove this time!"

Xiaoxiangzi's pupils constricted in fright, and subconsciously held up the mourning stick to resist.

But Lin Qing took the opportunity to pull out his long spear, his steps were like magic, and he stepped continuously, his figure followed him like a shadow, overlapping shadows, and appeared tens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Deceived!"

Xiaoxiangzi cursed angrily, holding the mourning stick, he kept jumping up and down, a few meters away.

Lin Qing purposely burrowed into the tide of soldiers, stabbing out and retracting the long spear in his hand... the cycle continued.

He has performed this movement thousands of times, and he has already formed a conditioned reflex, and the movement is as fast as a flash.

At this moment, he only wants to escape and accumulate military merit points. As for the group of young soldiers, he no longer wants to care about them.

Even if they were killed, that was their life.

It was impossible for him to sacrifice himself to save those strangers.

What's more, he still has one in his arms at this moment, so he has no extra energy to save it.

And in the constant fleeing and assassination, he did not forget to repeat the system's prompt "523, 524..."

But Xiaoxiangzi, who followed closely behind, didn't care about his own soldiers, and threw them with mourning sticks one after another.

At this moment, Xiaoxiangzi was like a cannonball, constantly jumping and falling.

Often as soon as it falls, those who are hit by the energy will break their bones and tendons one after another, and those who are crushed will have their internal organs shattered, and they will not be able to survive at all.

The seemingly ordinary mourning stick seemed to carry a huge force of hundreds of catties, and dozens of people fell to the ground when it was smashed, no problem.

There was hardly even a wail!
There is only blood on the ground, dyeing the ground dark brown.

At this moment, he is comparable to a human-shaped cannonball, and he will be in ruins wherever he goes!
Even Lin Qing was shocked by the scenes behind him, and he kept rejoicing in his heart, "Fortunately, I have a system to help me and can master various martial arts, otherwise I'm afraid I would be killed as easily as these soldiers!"

It is really like an ant, with no power to resist!

And they didn't die because of what they did, they were just too weak!
Lin Qing subconsciously gripped the spear even tighter, and kept warning herself in her heart, "Weakness is the original sin! I must keep getting stronger in order to control my own life!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qing immediately speeded up, and with a shake of the spear, he immediately pierced into the throats of two soldiers one after another, and then retracted the gun.

In this way, the data prompted by the system will double every time.

Gradually, relying on the weirdness of the Spirit Snake Fist, Lin Qing kept changing his arms at weird angles when he fired the gun, like a tentacle.

Every time he fired his gun, he could quickly pierce three or even four people's bodies, then retracted his gun, stomping on his feet, forcing his body out like an arrow, and kept going away.

During the whole process, he almost only stopped for a breath before continuing to flee.

And in this breath, he wanted to kill as many enemy soldiers as possible.

Three, four... or even five.

And when it reached five people, it almost reached the limit, and Lin Qing also faintly felt a pain in his arm, reaching a state of load.

(End of this chapter)