River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 136 Manifesting the True Spirit!Show your true spirit!
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The county lieutenant personally came to command, and rushed to kill in the battle formation. The three talents in the character shape formed the formation, and fifteen spears pierced out at the same time.

The biggest difference in combat power between officers and thieves lies in the fact that officers and thieves are not strong in combat power, but their overall cooperation is far better than that of bandits.

No matter how brave the four masters are, they are only one person.

However, at this time, the eyes of the four masters had no fear at all, even though they were outnumbered, they did not retreat half a point, and slashed horizontally and vertically with a series of big knives.

Of the fifteen spears, he chopped off twelve with two swords.

Three more broke through his defenses and pierced his chest.

He didn't seem to feel any pain.

The left arm suddenly embraced the three spears, pulled and pulled abruptly, and suddenly dragged the spear bearer out of the battle formation.

Then, a series of broadswords swept across thousands of troops, and the three heads fell to the ground like ripe coconuts.

The frontier army on the other side took advantage of the emptiness behind him and launched a surprise attack. Two spears stabbed towards him, also stabbing his body.

The Sidangjia still didn't groan in pain, only roared, turned around abruptly, repeated the same trick, grabbed the two spears, dragged the spear holders out again, and slashed to death with one blow.

His fierce and fearless performance instantly shocked all the officers and soldiers.

The rest are all timid and timid at this time.

Even Nagu Xianwei couldn't help turning his horse's head and retreating about Zhang Xu.

It should be known that the four masters have been stabbed five times in a row, and the blood has completely stained their clothes.

Even if the injury did not damage the internal organs, it must have seriously damaged the muscles and bones.

But he behaved like nothing happened,
Since he doesn't feel pain at all, he is more like a god of war, the more he kills, the braver he is.

"Is this person a human or a ghost?"

"He can't kill him at all, could it be a demon?"

The officers and soldiers whispered, the fear of fighting became stronger.

Seeing this, Gu Xianwei knew that he had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

If not, when fear spreads and morale weakens, their combat power will be greatly reduced.

"Fire arrows!"

Immediately, he asked the archers to step forward, line up and shoot at the four masters.

swipe swipe~~~~~
Nine archers rode their horses out, and the arrows came out like rain.

Si Dangjia swung his knife to block the arrows, and after only two or three breaths, his body was like a hedgehog, and he was hit by twelve arrows.

"Humph!"

Gu Xianwei snorted coldly, thinking that you are still alive?

But the fourth master only froze in place for a moment, then raised his head again, his eyes glowing red.

He roared again, striding forward to kill, slashing into the battle formation with a series of swords, bowing left and right, killing blood like rivers.

The countless spears of the officers and soldiers pierced his body,
The arrows of the archers in the back row also filled his chest, but he didn't stop walking, he was still charging.

He rushed forward 18 meters from the spot in one breath, and everywhere he passed, the ground was covered with blood and human heads.

The officers and soldiers were panicked, and no one dared to go forward.

Guxian Lieutenant's face changed drastically, he greeted Mr. Cai, and told the back to retreat.

"How can there be such a fierce man, even the ancient hero, I am afraid he is not as brave as him!"

After all, Gu Xianwei was a military officer, so it was difficult for him to comment on the literary talents of scholars.But if you want to talk about the force of a warrior, he is fully qualified to say a few words.

Old Cai's face was sombre, he observed silently for a while, and suddenly looked towards the high platform on the side of the cottage.

Vaguely, he could see behind the high platform, the dwarf was making seals with his hands, as if he was doing it.

"I'm afraid this person is no longer a human being."

Gu Xianwei: "What does Mr. Cai mean by this? If this person is not a human, is he a demon?"

Cai Laodao: "The old man once heard that there was a demon in the previous dynasty who created chaos and used [puppet art] to control the dead. It is unstoppable. The person in front of me may have similarities with that puppet art."

Puppet art?

Mentioning this technique, Guxian Weihu also remembered that he had heard about it when he was still a child.

"Then how to break it?"

Cai Laodao: "If the puppet technique manipulates the dead, the dead will only fall when the blood is exhausted. If the blood is not exhausted, it will be difficult for swords, water, and fire to kill them."

Gu Xianwei said: "If a person's blood is to be shed, it is not easy in a short time. At least, as fierce as he is, we have to kill many brothers before his blood is shed."

Cai Laodao: "There is another method, which is to kill the manipulator behind the scenes. This kind of black magic is like a puppet on a string. You only need to kill the manipulator behind the scenes, and this technique will break itself."

"The manipulator behind the scenes?"

Gu Xianwei turned his eyes, and suddenly saw the high platform beside the cottage: "Master Cai pointed, could it be that dwarf?"

The dwarf behaved strangely, and besides him, there were special guards, which seemed wrong.

Elder Cai: "Nine times out of ten, the problem lies with that dwarf."

Once Mr. Cai was sure, Gu Xianwei immediately gestured with the archer, pointed at the high platform, and shouted: "Let the arrow!"

The archer draws the bow to the full moon, and shoots the feathered arrows in succession.

But the dwarf had guards holding shields in front of him, and although the bows and arrows were densely packed, it was difficult to penetrate.

Gu Xianwei let out a cold snort, and said to a few policemen: "Since you want to sit on a high platform, then let me cut off his platform legs."

The policeman took the simple knife and went to chop the pillar.

The high platform stands on four legs, if the legs are broken, the altar will collapse.

The dwarf on the stage also seemed to have seen the movement, and suddenly he recited the incantation, and threw out another stick of sandalwood.

On an unknown bandit,

The bandit seemed to be hit by a general, his body trembled violently, and his eyes instantly lit up red.

"As soon as Dangyang drank and retreated from the three armies, Zhang Ba Snake Spear asked Tian Qi! Please Zhang Fei Zhang Yide, come quickly, show your prestige, come quickly, show your prestige! Sick!"

The mantra is finished,

The unknown bandit threw away the scimitar in his hand, kicked up the scattered spears on the ground, and grabbed the long pole in the air.

His body was originally thin and weak, but the aura he displayed at this time was unstoppable.

With a roar,
He swung his spear, jumped down from the high platform, swept the spear, and knocked all the arresters to the ground.

His strength is boundless, every move and style seems to contain overwhelming momentum.

Gu Xianwei twitched his eyebrows and said, "Here comes another one!"

Cai Lao said solemnly: "It is true that the dwarf is playing ghosts. With such evil techniques, we must first break the curtain and hide behind others. Otherwise, we will kill one and there will be another."

Gu Xianwei understood, and gestured with the archer again, and the archer also understood what he meant, and took out the arrow wrapped in oilcloth.

Burn down that tower with fire!
The flaming arrows fell like rain, and once again fell on the high platform, the guards on the platform finally panicked.

Jiang Ling sneaked up here with Nie Qian, still on a treetop, witnessing everything that happened below.

The fourth master holding a serial machete is motionless at the moment,
But if he didn't move, none of the officers and soldiers dared to approach him.

However, Jiang Ling knew that the four masters were already dead. In fact, when three-fifths of the blood in his body was lost, his limbs became stiff and unable to move.

It's just that standing still in place at this moment, those officers and soldiers mistakenly thought that he was still alive.

'A magic spell please?Only one god can be invited at a time, and the level does not seem to be at home. It seems that he is only half-baked. '

The technique of inviting the gods has similar effects to the technique of visualization of the primordial spirit.

The higher the cultivation level of the caster, the stronger the ability that the invited god can display.

As a manipulator, the dwarf is wise to hide in the dark so that no one will notice it is the best policy.

In this way, you can attack when you advance, and you can go when you retreat, which is hard to do.

But he had to be on a high platform to cast spells to subdue spells. This is a sign of insufficient cultivation.

If the cultivation level is not enough, use the high altar to make up for your own weakness by borrowing the energy of heaven and earth.

Now, Mr. Cai has seen through his weakness. With so many officers and soldiers, his high platform will collapse sooner or later.

'Since we have met, it makes no sense not to intervene. '

Jiang Ling suddenly took out a few yellow talismans from his body, took out one first, tapped it on his forehead, and said silently: "Xiang Wangyu, the overlord of Western Chu, shows his true power by chasing the deer, go!"

The yellow talisman was caught between his two fingers, and he shot it under the tree.

Like a plaster, it suddenly stuck to the body of a bandit who was hiding in the grass to watch the battle because he was afraid of death.

The bandit was pasted by the yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman disappeared on the spot, and his eyes suddenly became scarlet.

He suddenly tore a tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl from the grass with his bare hands, and then even lifted a huge rock weighing seven to eight hundred kilograms and lifted it above his head.

With a loud shout, he threw it in the direction of the army formation...

(End of this chapter)