Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 5 White Tiger Seven Kills

Yang Ming galloped wildly in the wind and snow. Suddenly, the horse seemed to be tripped by something, and he and the horse fell forward. At the very moment, Yang Ming jumped off the horse that was about to fall, and landed steadily. By the side.

"Tripping rope?" Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, and suddenly drew his bow and arrow to shoot forward, where there were already two more figures.

"Sure enough, they were well prepared, and someone was able to escape from the two hundred elite riders." The two figures trekking in the snow did not panic when faced with the sudden arrow.

Under Yang Ming's amazed gaze, his arrow that could pierce through the tiger's body did not pierce the opponent's body in light armor.

"The man in the Armored Gate?" In an instant, Yang Ming thought of a possibility.

Back then Lord Xinling led the troops to rescue the State of Zhao, and a considerable number of people from the Armored Sect were in the army. Four years ago, when Lord Xinling returned to Wei, it seemed reasonable that some masters from the Armored Sect remained in Zhao State.

The armored gate is invincible.

Realizing this, Yang Ming raised his bow and set his arrow. This time his target was not the two people in front of him, but the four cavalry behind him who were about to rush forward.

Yang Ming mustered his strength, and shot four arrows in a long breath. Although there was still a gap between the five arrows, it was infinitely close.

The cavalry who came on horseback were considered to be the elite of Zhao Jun. The moment they saw Yang Ming raise his bow, they had already put their bodies on the horse's back, but Yang Ming's target was never them.

As the saying goes, when shooting people, shoot horses first, and when capturing thieves, first capture the king, his target was their mounts.

Amidst the four overlapping wailing sounds, the horse fell to the ground, and Yang Ming had already rushed towards the cavalry who had no time to get up.

"This kid, what a sharp mind." Seeing this, the calm and unhurried members of the Armored Sect understood Yang Ming's thoughts in an instant after they had been in the army for many years.

When you are about to be besieged, first find the weak side to attack, and eliminate the weaker strength of the opponent at the fastest speed and at the lowest cost, so as to promote a micro balance of the strength of the two sides.

No longer caring about their calmness, the two rushed towards Yang Ming. At this moment, they had a vague premonition that if they didn't try their best, they might really overturn in the hands of the young man in front of them.

In the instant they rushed forward, Yang Ming had already rushed in front of a cavalry soldier who had just climbed up from the snow, and put the bow in his hand on the opponent's neck. The blood gushing out from time to time makes the surrounding snow a bit more gorgeous.

Everything happened only in the blink of an eye, but it was enough for the other cavalry to react. The two cavalry in front of Yang Ming swung their swords and slashed at Yang Ming. Yang Ming only had time to raise his bow to block. The war sword slashed on the bow, and the huge force made Yang Ming stagger, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

A cavalryman behind Yang Ming couldn't help showing a ferocious smile when he saw this. Yang Ming, who had lost his balance, had become a mortal man in his eyes, and the sword in his hand slashed at Yang Ming's neck without hesitation. go.

But the next moment the ferocity on his face froze, and the sword he was determined to win was cut in vain. The moment he was about to cut Yang Ming, Yang Ming's unbalanced body suddenly had an inexplicable force. The soles of his feet turned into tiger claws, clinging to the ground, and the family-inherited martial arts white tiger seven-kill style and crossing the stream style were launched. The whole person avoided his sword edge and slammed into his arms.

At this time, the cavalryman only felt as if he was hit by a raging bull. For a moment, he only felt that his bones were broken, his internal organs were displaced, and an arrow feather had pierced his throat.

In an instant, Yang Ming killed another person.

"Kill." The blood of the companion has already driven the remaining two cavalry into a complete rage, but the experience of the two made them stand tightly in a row, and the two battle swords attacked Yang Ming's upper and lower directions in unison. Come.

At this time, there was only a confrontation between strength and strength. Yang Ming, who had snatched a battle sword, did not think about it. He avoided the edge of a sword, and the blade collided with the edge of the second sword, knocking its owner into the air.

At the same time, Yang Ming turned his left arm into a tiger's tail and pinched the neck of a cavalryman at an extremely tricky angle. With five fingers clasped, there was a crisp bone cracking sound, and another Cavalry lost their lives.

At this time, the two armored doormen who had set the trap had already rushed in front of Yang Ming. Looking at the four cavalrymen who were three dead and one crippled, their expressions were already more cautious.

In the air-piercing fist wind, Yang Ming swung his fist to meet it, and two huge forces collided at one place, causing the man in the armored gate to retreat several steps in a row.

"It's such a strong force, it's also a martial art in the army, but when it comes to martial arts in the army, my Armored Sect is the most arrogant in the world." In addition, there is an impenetrable defense. When fighting the enemy, they are never afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Under the siege of the two, Yang Ming's inexperienced shortcomings were quickly exposed, and he was caught from time to time. Fortunately, the opponent only used punches to attack and did not use sharp blades. Since Yang Ming had practiced the White Tiger Seven Kills since he was a child and had already started The strong physique forged during the Cloud Pai palm can still wait for the opponent's attack for a while, but it can only withstand it.

And when Yang Ming's fist and sword landed on the opponent, it only left shallow scars, and it was impossible to seriously injure the opponent.

As more and more attacks fell on Yang Ming's body, as the battle continued, Yang Ming only felt that the blood all over his body became agitated, and the white air on his head was steaming.

His blood was burning, flowing at a speed beyond the limit of human beings, hitting his heart like a thunderous drum, and the pain from his muscles stimulated his nerves. The hot air melted the snow under his feet, turning into shallow puddles.

"Kill." Yang Ming took a step forward, a force came from the soles of his feet, gathered in the spine along the muscles of the legs, and vibrated every layer of joints in the spine.

White Tiger Seven Kills Style, the purest fighting technique in the army, is also the only martial art passed down to him by his father in this life.

At this moment, the bone chant sounded like a tiger roaring, and strength beyond his own limit poured into his arms from his shoulders, turning into invincible tiger claws and clawing at the armored doorman's head.

This form is the White Tiger Claw Strike Form of the White Tiger Seven Kills Form.

With a scream, two streams of blood mixed with white liquid invaded Yang Ming's palm. His tiger claws directly pierced the enemy's eyes and scratched the opponent's face. The huge force shattered in an instant. His brain was covered, and the white liquid was his brain.

"Senior Brother." Amidst the cry of pain, another person's attack, Yang Ming, was unable to dodge in time, and he was punched in the ribs with all his strength. The huge force overwhelmed his tiger bones, and he groaned in pain.

But Yang Ming's palm was also imprinted on his chest, and the cloud billowed within an inch of the palm, but it had the tendency to destroy everything.

"This is your real strength." The fury on the face of the armored doorman who never worried about exchanging injuries for injuries instantly froze, and Xu Yunjin had penetrated his chest and shattered his heart.

(End of this chapter)