Fu Shifeng

Chapter 11 The Use of Spells
Even though the daytime in the Gobi Desert is unbearably hot, it can become cold and treacherous at night.

The cold wind blows the doors and windows, even if they are tightly closed, there will still be a whistling sound from the gap, like a ghost crying.

In the second half of the hour, the howling of wolves came one after another from afar, which disturbed everyone in the Maocai Society from falling asleep, and the guards in charge of the night were restless physically and mentally.

Wu Maocai only fell asleep for a while in the first half of the night, and then was awakened by an inexplicable nightmare, so he went back and forth in the inn.

"How? Are there any enemies?" Wu Maocai found Xu Yan who was on guard at a high place.

"I haven't seen anyone yet, but there have been dozens of wild wolves patrolling around." Xu Yan pointed to the high sand dunes in the northeast, where there seemed to be a few low figures haunting: "The moon is bright tonight, and you can see it from a distance." arrive."

"Do you think the origin of these wild wolves is unusual?" Wu Maocai asked.

"The subordinates are not sure." Xu Yan shook his head: "We have a large number of people. It is said that the wild wolf should not dare to approach when it smells the smell. But if the wild wolf controlled by the shaman would dare to approach the crowd, and even Act as scouts."

"I once heard my father mention it." Wu Maocai said: "Back then when Tule was destroyed by the Great Xia, all the tribes were scattered and scattered in the grasslands and various places in the Western Regions. Among them was a tribe of black wolves, who were good at long-distance raids and chasing the enemy because of their bravery and combat skills. Army, the imperial court originally planned to make him submit and surrender."

Xu Yan was a little puzzled: "Could it be the Black Wolf Department that caused the disaster to the north of Tianshan Mountain?"

"It's them." Wu Maocai sighed slightly: "The Black Wolf tribe surrendered and rebelled, and then fled to the north of Tianshan Mountain. The Black Wolf Department has been wiped out completely, and they are still running around."

Compared with being in charge of a business company in the Western Regions, Wu Maocai's ideal since he was a child is to be like his father, the British Duke, prancing horses and expanding territories.It's a pity that his mother is just a singer in the mansion, and her family background is low. Not only did she not have the chance to inherit the title, but her recommendation for an official position was also hindered.

If he can deliver the Mani beads to his father this time, this credit will be enough to compare with those brothers in the family who indulge in pleasure and are arrogant and conceited!
Just when Wu Maocai was thinking about it, he saw Xu Yan put a bowl of water on the wall, and the surface of the water had several circles of ripples for no reason.

"What's going on here?" Wu Maocai pointed to the water bowl, just as Xu Yan was about to speak, a strong tremor came from under his feet, but he didn't need to explain.In a blink of an eye, the entire rammed-earth Huluo Inn was crumbling, and the dust was peeling off.

This moment immediately awakened everyone in the Maocai Society in the inn, the camels neighed in shock, and even the skilled warriors couldn't stand still because of the sharp tremor of the ground.

On the contrary, it was because Wu Maocai, who was blessed by ingenious terma, found himself standing on the undulating and shaking ground, his limbs and five bodies were at ease as usual, and immediately ran and shouted:
"Everyone get out, get out! The house is going to collapse!"

Everyone in the Maocai Club couldn't help but think and ask more questions. They were all in a panic and fled out of the inn, braving the rain of dust and crumbs.

But before everyone could escape, the ground trembled to the limit, and a huge monster tore through the ground, as if breaking free from the Nine Netherworld!

There were several bangs, and the entire Huluo Inn collapsed, the sand and dust surged into the sky, and the screams of people and horses could be heard endlessly.

Wu Maocai was a little lucky, he was just thrown out by a huge force, relying on magic to protect himself, turned in mid-air, and landed steadily, but seeing such a sudden change, he was terrified in his heart, stood in a daze, and even forgot to run away.

"Be careful, son!"

At this time, Mr. Changqing arrived in time, put his hands together, pushed outwards, and shouted: "The wind is coming!"

The strong wind on the flat ground blows away the smoke and dust in the sky, revealing a strange giant insect that drilled out from the ground. It is thick and strong enough to be embraced by seven or eight people. It has a huge mouth that is divided into six petals. Swallow and chew a camel.

"Dragon diving in the sand?!" Wu Maocai exclaimed, almost biting off his tongue. He looked aside and was about to ask Mr. Changqing for advice on how to deal with it.

But I saw Mr. Changqing's face turned pale suddenly, and he looked down at his slightly trembling fingers, wondering and uncertain.

"Sir, what should we do now?" Wu Maocai asked while stepping back slowly.

Mr. Changqing resisted the burning pain of needles everywhere in his body, and said in a deep voice: "Although the power of the submerged sand dragon is amazing, its intelligence is inferior. I'll wait to evacuate first."

If it is normal, Mr. Changqing is confident enough to deal with this potential sand dragon.But just now, for some reason, he cast a spell to attract wind and dust, and the mana backlashed back for no reason and out of order, which almost made him vomit blood.

But there was nothing unusual about giving Wu Maocai blessing spells before, so what is going on?

Mr. Changqing couldn't figure it out, so he had to propose to evacuate.Such a monster attack, only with ordinary swords, guns, bows and arrows, it is impossible to deal with it.

Wu Maocai hastily ordered, and at the same time stay away from the submerged sand dragon that gnawed at people and horses.But before he could gather the remaining manpower, a howl of wolves sounded in unison in the distance, like a horn in the army, and nearly a hundred horsemen screamed and waved scimitars, and rushed down from the high sand dunes together with the wolves!

The howling and howling of wolves completely destroyed the remaining morale of the Maocai Club. Everyone was only focused on snatching the camels and fleeing here, unable to form a formation to fight against the sudden enemy.

It was almost a face-to-face meeting, and the fierce rider smashed down the people of the Maocai Society. The scimitar under the moonlight was like a sickle in a farmer's hand, easily cutting off the fresh life like grass and mustard.

The pack of wolves attacking with the rider is even more vicious, and often three or four wild wolves besiege a person, cooperate tacitly, bite the limbs and drag violently, and then go straight to the throat, tearing the flesh and blood with their sharp teeth, counting breaths Kung fu can kill a person.

In a blink of an eye, the Maocai Club collapsed just like the Huluo Inn just now, with only a few dozen people with high martial arts skills barely protecting themselves in the chaos.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Mr. Changqing knew that if there was no further action, the Maocai Society would be completely destroyed, so he took the risk to cast a spell, and his true energy was connected to the sky, and the thunder and gale were under his control in an instant.

Mr. Changqing shouted loudly, thunder roared in his palms, his eyes shot out with lightning, and with a push of his palms outward, thunder and lightning roared out, piercing through more than ten horses in an instant, and both man and horse fell to death in an instant, the surface of the body was slightly burnt yellow, A few wisps of blue smoke came out.

Mr. Changqing, who could cast such powerful spells, also howled miserably, his eyes shot back with lightning, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell to the sky.

When Wu Maocai saw Mr. Changqing attacking the enemy, he was overjoyed at first, and then turned pale with shock. He quickly helped him up and called out repeatedly.

"Haha, okay, I really got a backlash!"

Suddenly there was a cheer, and a Hu warrior dressed in wolf fur came galloping on horseback.

At the moment, I can't think much about it, so Wu Maocai took the long spear in his hand and threw it with his arms.The wolf-skin warrior swung his saber and flew, the speed was not slow at all, he rushed in front of Wu Maocai in the blink of an eye, and slashed down with his saber!

Wu Maocai raised his sword to resist, but he couldn't hold back the galloping horse's charge. He was knocked back a few steps, and the scimitar passed directly across his cheek, but did not leave the slightest injury.

"Huh? Why do you still have spells on your body?"

The wolf-skin warrior spoke Tulehu language, Wu Maocai had no intention of answering, at this time Xu Yan led the horse and came: "Young master, get on the horse, I will hold this man!"

After Xu Yan finished speaking, he rushed up to fight with the wolf-skin warrior, Wu Maocai didn't dare to leave Mr. Changqing behind, and carried him on the horse's back. When he turned his head, he saw a pack of wolves surrounding him, and the horse neighed in fright.

Just when Wu Maocai was panicking, another group of riders came from afar, but before the riders arrived, a string of arrows pierced the air and shot the wolves away.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Wu from Maocai Society?"

Cheng Sanwu took the lead, put his bow and changed his knife, and said with a smile: "I heard that you came to find me when you were in Quzhi City?"

"You...you are Cheng Sanwu?" Wu Maocai's forehead was sweating, and then Su Wangting came on horseback.

"Mr. Wu, I haven't seen you in ten days, but you have become embarrassed." Su Wangting said bluntly: "Hand over the Mani beads, and I will protect your life."

Wu Maocai had a smile and anger on his face: "Su Zhangshi is broad-minded and doesn't pursue other matters."

Cheng Sanwu didn't have this kind of patience, and snorted coldly: "What nonsense? Kill you, and you can still get the Mani beads!"

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Wu Maocai tightly held the sword in his hand. Although he didn't know why Mr. Changqing was in such an accident, the spells on his body didn't seem to be effective. As for Cheng Sanwu, who has a bad reputation, if he has the ability to protect himself, he just needs to find an opportunity to get on his horse and escape.

"Old Su, go and drive away the other troublemakers. I can deal with Mr. Wu alone." Cheng Sanwu got off his horse and walked towards Wu Maocai with his knife in hand.

"Be careful." Su Wangting said, then turned his horse's head and led the people from the Bow Horse Club to drive away the enemies around him.

"I heard from Lao Su that you are blessed with spells, making you invulnerable?" Cheng Sanwu smiled ferociously, his eyes were almost real, and he swept across Wu Maocai's body, as if being cut by a knife.

"You might as well try." Wu Maocai watched Cheng Sanwu's movements closely, but found that Cheng Sanwu had no rules and could not see any background.

Cheng Sanwu didn't say any more, he stepped forward and slashed horizontally, Wu Maocai had been on guard for a long time, his shoulders dropped and his wrists dropped, he wanted to use his stickiness to entangle the opponent and take the opportunity to disrupt the attack.

However, when the horizontal knife struck, Wu Maocai only felt a huge force pressing on him, as if what Cheng Sanwu was holding was not an ordinary horizontal knife, but a rough and hard cast iron pillar, trying to crush everything that was in front of him.

With a clanging sound, Wu Maocai couldn't help taking a few steps back, a shallow furrow was plowed under his feet, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Wu Maocai was stunned, if it wasn't for the ingenious terma technique to stabilize his figure, he would have been thrown backwards just now with the knife.Now he finally realized that, compared to the so-called superb martial arts, Cheng Sanwu's greatest reliance was his divine power.

Those who practice martial arts pursue exquisite moves, quick movements, uninterrupted internal strength, long breath, etc., in the end, it is nothing more than to defeat the enemy and win.

Ordinary people have limited strength after all. Wu Maocai has heard in the past that there are very few people in this world who are born with supernatural powers and endowments. Not only are they far superior to ordinary people in their internal and external martial arts, but they also have incredible adaptability when facing the enemy. , the inner strength of a body can be improved in an instant, bursting out with great power, so as to easily defeat the enemy.

This kind of martial arts realm can only be achieved by those masters who have internal energy flowing all over their bodies and who have not felt it beforehand.

However, looking around the world, this kind of master is also rare. Just having a transparent inner strength and a complete body, has blocked most people who practice martial arts.

Could it be that Cheng Sanwu in front of him actually has such a state?
Can't help but think about it, Cheng Sanwu's second saber came like a mountain top, Wu Maocai was too late to block it, the horizontal saber fell heavily, hitting his shoulder.

But there was a muffled sound, and Wu Maocai was unscathed, his figure only sank slightly, and his clothes were not even damaged.

"Sure enough, there is magic protection." Cheng Sanwu snorted coldly, the offensive was like a storm, and the horizontal knife swung into a silver light, slashing at Wu Maocai's vital points.However, when the horizontal knife fell, the strength was melted away without a trace, as if it fell into an empty space.

Wu Maocai managed to block a few moves, and was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the sword, but he didn't see any injuries on his body, so he recovered from his astonishment.

"How? With your little ability, you still want to take back the Mani Pearl?" Wu Maocai stabbed Cheng Sanwu away with a sword in the neck, and regained his confidence: "If you just retreat, I will not pursue this offense. If ..."

"Fuck you!" Cheng Sanwu blocked the words with a curse word, threw the horizontal knife away fiercely, and rushed towards Wu Maocai empty-handed.

"You still want to defeat me with bare hands, wishful thinking!" Wu Maocai was ecstatic, and immediately stabbed straight with his sword, and then hid three or four different moves.

Seeing that Cheng Sanwu dodged the sword at will, raised his hand like lightning to catch Wu Maocai's wrist, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked his shin, trying to make the opponent's figure unbalanced.

However, in the face of Cheng Sanwu's dragging and kicking, Wu Maocai not only did not lose his balance, but instead got up and kicked Cheng Sanwu.

In addition to his swordsmanship, Wu Maocai also has excellent leg skills. He kicked three times in a row, hitting his lower abdomen, jaw, and eyebrows. This is how Su Wangting was kicked down by himself.

But after the fierce kick that was supposed to win, Cheng Sanwu didn't waver, but his face became more angry, and he directly bullied Wu Maocai, grabbing his armpit with one hand and clamping his waist with the other, exerting all his strength, like catching chicken cubs , directly lifted him over the top.

"not good!"

The moment Wu Maocai lifted his feet off the ground, he immediately felt the ingenious terma technique adjusting his body shape in his body. It is said that he has magical protection to protect himself without fear of tripping and falling. I can't solve it either!

"Go down!" Cheng Sanwu yelled violently, and threw Wu Maocai hard to the ground.

Wu Maocai was like a broken sack, only let out a short muffled grunt. The pain from the broken bones made him understand that Mr. Changqing's spells were not omnipotent. The land should be injured or will be injured.

Coincidentally, the clumsy termon technique is also a technique to help Wu Maocai stabilize his figure, which made him fall firmly to the ground, and the method of protecting himself became a method of killing at this moment.

"Spell, right? Let me see how long you can last?!"

Cheng Sanwu felt that one throw was not enough, stepped forward again and kicked away the opponent's sword, then grabbed Wu Maocai's legs, roared and swung him in a semicircle, hitting the ground heavily.

After such repeated beatings, within a short while, Wu Maocai's muscles and bones were broken in many places.

(End of this chapter)