Montenegro

Chapter 42

Swish swish!
Especially the third carriage and Yu Sanshan, the head of the Home Nursing Institute, were the most important objects of care. At least half of the arrows were shot at them.

Puff puff!
Occasionally, some arrows were shot at the arm or thigh of Sanshan, the leader of the nursing home, only penetrated less than half a centimeter, and then fell to the ground, leaving very small wounds, and one or two drops of blood dripped out.

Seeing all the Montenegrin thieves twitch their faces.

Although it is common to see the metamorphosis of warriors, every time they see their weapons and arrows attack these warriors, they can only have such a small effect, and they feel a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

"Unfortunately, if there is a way to form an army formation, any kind of army that can gather the soul, soul, and strength of the army, the strength of our Black Village will be greatly increased.

"Just being idle and brave, even if you gather in groups, it will be difficult to cause too much damage to the warriors."

Seeing this scene, Huang Ke said something regretful, his arm still holding the string tightly, pointing to the third carriage that had turned into a "hedgehog".

Yan Ji nodded in agreement. The warriors in this world are indeed not as strong as human beings. Just as only "magic" can defeat "magic", only "warriors" can defeat "warriors" in this world.

During his time in Heishanzhai, he also had some understanding of what Huang Ke was talking about.

It used a special method to gather at least a hundred ordinary people into an formation, and it was still very lethal to low-level warriors.

As far as he knows, this special method is only available to the imperial court, and it is also one of the foundations of the imperial court's rule.

I heard that there are also some powerful forces who have questioned the people in the court and obtained some special methods to gather the soul and power of the soldiers, but for some reason, even if they have enough people, they can't use them.

Therefore, the matter is over.

"Boy Yan Ji, be careful, it seems that the people in this carriage are not simple, they can't stand it like this."

Huang Ke squinted his eyes and looked at the third carriage. At this time, half of the arrows of the gangsters in Heishanzhai had been used up.

in the carriage.

Yu Zhen sat paralyzed in the middle of the carriage, and all the arrows shot into the carriage fell on the three root bone warriors and were easily broken by them.

The sound of the arrow hitting the bearded and haired old man in gray shirt was dull, leaving dense red spots on his body.

Shooting on the body of the Lord Du Xiang of the Wild Wolf Society left a little red mark.

When it was shot at the Zilei faction's deacon surnamed Wang, there was a tinkling sound, like metal weapons colliding, without even leaving a white mark, the arrow broke directly, and the pupils of the other three people in the carriage were slightly dilated. .

Copper skin!

"Master Wang is worthy of being the deacon of the Zilei Sect. With such strength, these Black Mountain bandits are nothing but clowns!"

Yu Zhen seized the opportunity to flatter him.

"Bronze skin and iron bones, qi and blood like a dragon, the foundation of mythology, as a warrior, if you can't even do this, then it's better to be one of the mortal beings, a century is like a passing cloud, and you don't have to sink and float between the nine mountains and the seven seas, fighting fight."

Boom!

I saw the deacon surnamed Wang talking, while slowly getting up from the carriage, with the long sword unsheathed at his waist.

The three of them saw a blue-purple thunder suddenly appearing in the void, and with a roar, the entire carriage was torn apart, and all the arrows around were shattered into pieces.

Whoosh! !

At this moment, a ferocious arrow surrounded by traces of black energy shot towards him, and a phantom of a black tiger with its mouth wide open appeared on the arrow.

The deacon surnamed Wang was expressionless, he didn't move his feet or body, and when the arrow was less than a foot in front of him, he saw another flash of sword light mixed with thunder light.

With a clang, it hit the arrow.

The arrow and the long sword were in a stalemate for less than a second before being split into two from the middle and falling to the ground.

The pupils of Huang Ke, Yan Ji and others who saw far away shrank slightly.

The deacon surnamed Wang didn't pay attention to the astonished looks of others, holding a long sword, he advanced step by step in the rain of arrows, and walked towards the people in Heishanzhai.

"I am ninety-six this year. I joined the Zilei sect at the age of three, practiced martial arts at the age of four, entered the country at the age of ten, cowhide at the age of 15, copper skin at the age of 22, root bone at the age of 31, and tiger bone at the age of 37. Unfortunately, my talent is dull. I didn't learn until I was 59." To the iron bone, and then retreat for another ten years until the peak.

"Feeling that the energy and blood are difficult, I found a wife and gave birth to a son and a daughter. Unfortunately, the sons and daughters are incompetent, and they do not want to practice martial arts, and inherit what the old man has learned.

"So I took an inner disciple in the door to teach him what he had learned, and stayed in the Broken Sword Valley for more than [-] years to condense his blood. However, a month ago, he suddenly heard the bad news that his disciple's son and daughter were all killed by the Black Mountain bandits, and the old man was furious. , failed to gather energy and blood, wait for the thief, and tell me how to pay for my life!!!"

I saw the deacon surnamed Wang talking and walking, his momentum became more and more powerful, and the last shout was like a brilliant thunder, shaking everyone's heads buzzing from a distance of hundreds of meters.

"It's not good, it's a master of the Zilei Sect's Root Bone Realm and Iron Bone Level, the wind is tight, and it's a hoot!"

Huang Ke also didn't want to know who killed the old man's disciple daughter and son, so he yelled, without the slightest demeanor of the big boss of the Black Mountain village, and left behind a group of Black Mountain thieves and fled like a gust of wind.

Seeing that the situation was not good at the same time as Huang Ke, Yan Ji was the only one who ran away without hesitation.

And at this time Yan Ji immediately opened Mu Changshan's four-star copy card.

Wave after wave, wave after wave of huge power emerged from his body.

He can clearly feel that his bones are getting harder and harder, and his skin is getting thicker and thicker, like layers of hard cowhide. Under the support of these two, his muscles are also expanding, bulging, knotting, and his body is also pulling. A few points higher.

In just a short moment, the change between the entry-level level of the skin-flesh state and the entry-level level of the root-bone state was completed on him, except that there was no copper skin.

Under the powerful martial art of Flying on the Grass, he overtook Huang Ke in two or three steps and ran to the front.

"Fuck! Yan Ji boy, when did you learn such profound leg and foot exercises? Slow down for me! Otherwise, I will chop you up!"

Seeing Yan Ji fleeing in front of him, Huang Ke glared and cursed, he didn't appreciate Yan Ji like an elder at all.

"Big Boss, the boy is weak and weak, and he has no strength to restrain a chicken, so he has more flexibility in his legs and feet. This kind of master of the Zilei Sect, only a person like you, Big Boss, can fight with him. If you kill his majesty, the boy will go first." One step!"

Yan Ji's pace not only did not slow down because of Huang Ke's words, but sped up a little.

I saw his feet on the grass and trees as if walking on the ground, which was in stark contrast to his huge body of more than two meters. After a few breaths, Huang Ke could hardly see his back.

Yan Ji had no choice but to rejoice at this time, he had chosen a martial art of legs and feet, otherwise he might not be able to outrun Huang Ke.

As the old saying goes, even if you run so slowly, you still want to be a martial artist?
(End of this chapter)