Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 172 Six Ambush
What the giant cultivates is physique, the Great Vajra Realm.

Although the mind has been shrouded by Xiao Luo's bright sword intent, the body is still chopped down according to inertia.

In order to protect Li Hanyi from behind, Xiao Luo raised his backhand, the Heavenly Zhan and the Saber intersected, and he was almost thrown out.

Both arms trembled and numb.

Fortunately, the giant's reaction had become sluggish, just when he exhausted all his moves and before the chariot could be pulled back, Xiao Luo's Hunyuan palm hit him in the face.

The face is the most vulnerable place for a body refiner.

Immediately, the bridge of the nose was broken, the eyeballs flew out, and the face was bloody.

Even so, the giant still didn't fall, and it was still the inertia of his body that made him raise the saber again, and slashed forward indiscriminately.

Xiao Luo had already jumped away and rushed forward.

This is the first ambush.

Five miles later, the second ambush came again.

This time it was three people, three long whips with thorns, forming a dense net.

The whip was pitch black, and there was no light in the night, only the whistling wind, carrying a strong killing intent.

The three of Xiao Luo were wrapped in the whip net.

One inch long, one inch strong.

The three long whips are about a foot long, like three poisonous snakes, they penetrate every hole, they are fast and heavy.

Li Fan was a little flustered: "Xiao Luo, how can this be broken?"

When he was distracted for a moment, the peach wood sword was almost taken away.

"You have the Immeasurable Sword Formation, try it."

"Xiaodao had to fight."

Li Fanban sacrificed the peach-wood sword, his true energy swelled, his strength was shattered rapidly, and countless sword qi crisscrossed, unexpectedly enveloped these three people and the surrounding area.

The three long whips suddenly fell into the sword net.

Infinite sword, immeasurable calamity.

Tonight is the robbery of these three people.

Taking advantage of the three killers being trapped in the boundless sword formation, Xiao Luo rushed forward again.

"Fan Bing, you follow."

"Then you are in charge of the enemies ahead."

Xiao Luo couldn't help laughing. In the tense battle, this little Taoist actually lifted weights like light. Is it because of his nerves, or has he cultivated to the point of sword heart and wisdom.

The third ambush was a man with a double axe.

He was neither tall nor short, standing there ordinary, his appearance could not be seen clearly in the dark.

But Xiao Luo could conclude that his face must also be very ordinary.

Even those two axes are used by ordinary woodcutters, and they swing effortlessly.

That's right, he himself is a woodcutter, and he is also a woodcutter in Beili Yunzhong.

He has been chopping firewood for 40 years, which is only enough for food and clothing. He has no money to marry his wife, so he has to take care of his mother.

Not long ago, his mother was seriously ill, but he had no money for treatment.

Just when he decided to take the risk and hijack the doctor, someone sent him 100 taels of silver.

The 100 taels of silver did not heal the old mother's illness after all, but just drank some precious decoction before leaving.

But he wanted to leave Beili for the 100 taels of silver and come to the grassland.

This was his third day in the grassland, and the person who gave him the silver said that as long as he killed a few assassins tonight, his debt would be settled.

The woodcutter wanted to refuse, but when he saw that there were ten people involved in the ambush, he agreed.

Nine of these ten people are stronger than him.

Just as the other nine people looked at him, they also felt that the woodcutter was better than them.

On the golden carriage, Yanzhen stood up and looked around the city of Dunhuang. The movement from the barracks woke him up from his dream.

"Master, General Dong arranged an ambush in the city, and Li Hanyi and the others really broke through tonight."

Miss Ashi was a little worried: "Ambush at night, will Li Hanyi be hurt?"

Yan Zhenxin was equally uneasy, but said in his mouth: "Dong Shao promised me that he would not hurt her, otherwise he would not get any of the logistics supplies I promised."

"but……"

Miss Ashi wants to say that Dong Shao only has the empress in his eyes, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, not necessarily putting gold, silver and jewelry in his eyes.

But this can't be said, the young master is already worried enough.

Yan Zhen eagerly asked: "How is the situation in the city now?"

Miss Ashi closed her eyes and opened her ears, listening to the movement in the city, the ax and the sword collided violently.

"Master, we invited the man, the woodcutter who cost us 100 taels to treat his old lady."

Yan Zhen suddenly became happy: "This man is an unborn genius who has never been in the world. People in Beili don't know him, but he actually refers to Xuanjing."

Eleventh corrected the young master: "Northern Calendar doesn't talk about Zhixuan, it talks about Happy Heaven."

"Yes, his strength has reached the realm of free and unfettered heaven, who would believe it, a woodcutter who has been chopping firewood for 40 years."

Xiao Luo didn't know that the person in front of him was a woodcutter, he just drew his sword, drew it out, and slashed forward.

The two axes were cut out at the same time, supporting Tian Zhan.

The sword intent persisted, and the sword energy continued to flow along the ax to the ambushers.

"drink!"

The woodcutter didn't expect the target to be assassinated to be so powerful, the blade didn't move, and the sword energy was strong. He shouted violently, and the double axes in his hands produced great force again, and slammed into the sky.

The force of a collision is like a mountain.

Xiao Luo was taken aback, this person's moves are so special, after the moves are used up, new power can be born.

Like a wave of the tide.

He had no choice but to retreat and withdraw the sword, and the sword energy collapsed.

The ax rises again, chops with the left hand, protects with the right hand, and has both offense and defense.

The woodcutter is a cautious person. He has encountered many tigers and wolves in the mountains. It is because of his caution that he survived when he was young.

There are six ambushes in this alley, and he is only the third.

The giant in the first line was crippled, and the three senior brothers in the second line were still fighting. The sword formation that surrounded them would not last long. When the three brothers joined him and surrounded him, they would surely defeat the target.

Even if the companions in the second ambush can't help, there are three more ambushes behind, and if you attack slowly, you can always consume the enemy.

After the enemy's strength is exhausted, everyone will attack it together.

The woodcutter came here not for fame or money, but to pay off a debt, so he didn't need to work hard.

After making up his mind, the woodcutter became more and more cautious, and the two axes, one attacking and the other defending, cooperated seamlessly.

For a moment, Xiao Luo couldn't find his mistake, and the rhythm was dragged down.

Li Hanyi suddenly said: "Xiao Luo, are you so high and powerful that you don't dare to take risks? Or is it because you have someone on your back that you don't dare to take risks?"

"the latter."

Li Hanyi smiled lightly, then suddenly lowered his head, and kissed Xiao Luo behind the ear.

Even though it was just scratching the surface, Xiao Luo's mind was still fluttering, and he almost threw Tian Zhan out.

"Go ahead."

"it is good!"

Without any further hesitation, Xiao Luo lifted up the sky to reflect the moonlight, and the brilliant golden light illuminated the entire Dunhuang city like daytime.

The sudden flash of sword light made the woodcutter startled. Before his eyes, accustomed to the darkness, could see clearly, Tian Zhan had already slashed his neck.

Xiao Luo saw it clearly, he was indeed an ordinary person, with coarse clothes, square face, short beard, and dull eyes.

The woodcutter fell, and the two axes fell at his feet.

He has had enough, but he has not reached the axe. A woodcutter who has lost his ax feels very insecure.

Xiao Luo carried Li Hanyi on his back, and stepped over him.

In less than a moment, Li Fan also stepped over.

The woodcutter waited for a while, but he didn't wait for the three brothers who were wielding the long whip. It's okay, there are people on the way to Huangquan for company.

It's a pity that two good axes were lost, and the woodcutter closed his eyes regretfully.

The ambushers of the fourth, fifth, and sixth all came out.

The power of a sword illuminates half of the city.

and shone upon them also.

The fourth ambush involved two mothers and daughters from a mysterious sect in the Western Regions who were good at using poison.

It is said that their poison is extracted from male animals and used on male animals.

This sect is also a family. It is passed on from female to male, and only one person per generation. If there are extra female babies, they are reproductive tools.

The male baby born is discarded, and the female baby is left to compete, and only the strongest one can be recognized by the sect.

What their poison is, no one knows, and everyone who knows is dead.

The mother and daughter stopped Xiao Luo's road, their clothes fluttering, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

Li Hanyi reminded: "This scent is not right."

"Cover your mouth and nose yourself."

Xiao Luo rushed towards the mother and daughter without stopping.

The fragrance was all over the sky, and Li Fan, who was following behind, only felt his soul fly for nine days, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Hearing the voice behind him, Xiao Luo couldn't help crying secretly, now he has one more person to carry.

Fortunately, this kind of poison is only for men. Li Hanyi covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and felt no discomfort.

Xiao Luo returned, carried Li Fan in his arms, and continued to rush forward.

"Sure enough, it's ignoring our Heavenly Flying Immortal."

Jiao Didi's voice sounded, it was the daughter of mother and daughter. After she finished speaking, she suddenly spun around in the air.

While spinning, the clothes came off one by one, revealing the white jade-like calves.

This is the most powerful kung fu of their sect, called Tianmowu.

Dance is soul-stirring.

poisonous, fatal.

With a dance of the demon, the world is invincible.

Fortunately, Li Fan has been poisoned, otherwise, after watching this demon dance, people will become fools.

Xiao Luo closed his eyes: "Don't look, don't listen, don't even think about it, just rush through."

"what?"

The mother who used two short sticks to beat her daughter looked at Xiao Luo in disbelief. She was over forty years old, and she had contacted countless men in her life. .

Otherwise, their mother and daughter would not have come all the way to Dunhuang City.

Prince Yanzhen paid them ten thousand taels of gold.

With the reward, their sect can last for ten generations.

"roll!"

Xiao Luo slashed at the snow-white jade feet in the air with a sword, and the jade feet spun around in the air to pass the blow.

Unexpectedly, Tian Zhan stabbed eighteen times in a row.

When the move was finished, the people in the air were still dancing, but the original white jade body had turned into a red pattern.

"daughter!"

With a loud cry, the mother caught the breathless dancer.

In her generation, it was already a single family, and she only gave birth to such a daughter, and the sect that had lasted for hundreds of years was extinct in the world.

Xiao Luo continued to move forward, holding Li Fan on his chest, and Li Hanyi behind him, suddenly felt that he was Chang Shan Zhao Zilong.

"I hope you don't let me kill seven in and seven out."

The fifth ambush is a gun.

On the grasslands, this kind of horse weapon is called a lance, which is eight feet long and has a tip like snow.

The man was not tall, but his hand strength was rare in the world. This long lance danced like a thunderbolt.

Vigorous as a swimming dragon, ruthless as a tiger.

The horizontal chopping and vertical chopping reminded Xiao Luo of Sikong Qianruo, and I don't know if that girl has woken up.

During the battle, how dare you be distracted, let alone hugging someone.

Sky Zhan lit up again, golden brilliance shrouded the road ahead, and included the enemy into the sword intent.

Unknowingly, Chang Leng slowed down.

There was a hint of confusion in the man's eyes, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Time has dragged on for too long, Xiao Luo believed that the South City Gate at this time would be full of iron pagodas.

He sighed, and the tip of the sword thrust forward, a little blood oozing from the ambusher's throat.

Xiao Luo kicked the man's body away, and rushed forward.

There is only one last ambush left in front, and it is a real person wearing Taoist robes.

"The Sword Immortal of the Central Plains is indeed well-deserved. He is a poor man with eight faces, and he comes from the Taoist sect."

Daodezong is the largest Daoist sect in Beimang. The patriarch Qilin Daoist Yuan Qingshan is the national teacher of Beimang, and he has counted people's hearts all his life.

Yuan Qingshan is known as Sifang Daoist, and Bamian Daoist is his direct disciple.

When Dong Shao was in the king's tent, he had a good relationship with the national teacher. He invited the eight-faced real person, and it was also his last trump card.

On the golden carriage, Yanzhen was even more anxious.

Miss Ashi told Yanzhen all the process and results of the previous five ambushes.

"Eight-faced real person, heh, Dong Shao really can't trust this young master, so he found another helper."

The Wu Dao people who were ambushed in the first five ways were all recruited by Yanzhen. Before the battle, Yanzhen had ordered that the men should be killed and the women should be kept.

Unexpectedly, these people were all defeated.

"Trash!"

Miss Ashi and Eleven were silent. If these people are trash, then both of them are also trash.

When playing Chess and Sword Yuefu, the two of them once made a joint move, but Xiao Luo defeated the other move.

Yanzhen didn't think about these things, but worried that Bamian Zhenren would not hold back and kill Li Hanyi together.

"The national teacher has become a land god, and his direct disciples must be good. What should we do?"

Miss Ashi reluctantly comforted the young master: "I believe that General Dong has explained to Bamian Zhenren, young master, please relax."

The last level, the level of life and death.

Xiao Luo took a deep breath, and the Zhishui swordsmanship shot up to the sky, cutting towards the sky, towards the ground, and also towards those who blocked the way.

The eight-faced real person smiled slightly, and flicked the whisk forward in his hand, and the arrogance roared.

He moved a mountain!

Huang Qing borrowed thousands of miles of yellow sand, while Bamian Zhenren borrowed thousands of green mountains.

The green hills are majestic, and the green hills are hard to shake.

Xiao Luo snorted coldly: "Bei Mang Dao Zong is quite capable."

"More than that."

The eight-faced real person flicked the whisk again, and the green mountain split open from it, and moved rapidly, trapping Xiao Luo in it, forming a mountain formation.

The surrounding houses and streets have long since collapsed.

This array of green hills has a radius of several feet and is as high as the clouds, like a cage that cannot be escaped.

"Stopping Water Swordsmanship Breaking Green Mountains in One Boundary!"

If there is a mountain in front of you, break it.

Xiao Luo jumped up and slashed out with the golden sword, with a carefree gesture.

The person in front of the chest and the person behind felt the endless power flowing out of Xiao Luo's body at the same time, which belonged to the heaven and earth, the ancient, and the chaos.

The green hills are broken.

Layers collapsed.

The eight-faced real person spat out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and wilted to the ground.

"You, who are you?"

Just after Xiao Luo was trapped with the mountain formation, the eight-faced real person had quickly calculated, but he couldn't calculate the fate of the person in front of him.

"Those who want your Bei Mang's life."

(End of this chapter)