Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　"Big brother, I'm going to help the third brother."

　　Seeing that the white-robed young master turned into an afterimage and disappeared, the young monk stepped on the ground with his right foot and jumped into the air, hitting the heads of many soldiers.

　　"Brother Duan, Palace Master Xuzhu, I am coming back to Murong."

　　In one corner of the battlefield, Murong Fu's eyes flickered as he watched the young man in white rush into the battlefield with the young monk, and then followed.

　　The last time he was defeated by Dongfang Invincible, he once became the laughing stock of martial arts, but this time, he didn't care whether the means were despicable or not. Even if it was three-on-one, he would completely leave Dongfang Invincible on the battlefield today.

　　This time he is bound to be ashamed.

　　The fighting on the battlefield continued. It was a big melee, with people and soldiers in the martial arts mixed together.

　　The smell of blood in the battlefield became more and more intense. Not long after the battle, thousands of people on both sides fell to the ground completely. .

Chapter 169

　　"Demon girl, hand over Miss Wang quickly!"

　　Duan Yu used Lingbo's micro-steps, and with a finger, the Shaoshang Sword in the Six Meridian Divine Sword spurted out a burst of infuriating energy, attacking the East Undefeated: "Otherwise, this battlefield today will be your burial place."

　　"Shhhhhh!"

　　Dongfang Invincible leaned back, and immediately avoided the infuriating energy that came from the spurt. At the same time, several embroidery needles spurted out from his hand, stabbing Duan Yu's vital points.

　　"Ding ding ding."

　　Looking at the embroidery needle that was shot towards him, Duan Yu sighed inwardly. He moved his foot, using his right foot as the foundation, and the whole person leaned down in a strange direction, and then went around an arc and a half, which was dangerous. Dangerously avoid hidden weapons.

　　Looking at the rear, several soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were stabbed by embroidery needles, their faces turned black, and they fell to the ground.

　　"Go together."

　　Murong Fu and Xu Zhu had already caught up, and before Duan Yu could speak, Murong Fu took the lead in making a proposal.

　　Hearing Murong Fu's words, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu looked at each other, then nodded, the three of them no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Dongfang Invincible.

　　shhhhhh! "

　　Seeing the three of them charging towards him, Dongfang was undefeated instead of retreating. He started with a few embroidery needles and stabbed them in the face.

　　. . . . . .

　　"This time the enemy really came prepared."

　　Ma Pingchuan rode a horse to supervise the battle in the rear. He looked at the entire battlefield and issued orders to adjust the army formation from time to time.

　　Even if the two sides only fought for a short while, Ma Pingchuan could feel that the army coming this time, as well as the people in the martial arts, were all powerful enemies.

　　Whether it is the arrangement of the military formation or the martial arts experts sent by the other party, they have faintly overwhelmed their own side.

　　Looking at the fallen soldiers and the martial arts people of various factions who were sent flying by the opponent, Ma Pingchuan couldn't help but worry: "The situation on the battlefield is not good."

　　"Go and ask Lin to guard."

　　Ma Pingchuan didn't hesitate any longer. Seeing that Dongfang Invincible had just played against the three opponents on the field, he was beaten and beaten, and he was injured. He immediately made a decision to invite Lin Jingzhe.

　　'Can guard Lin stop this time? '

　　Seeing that the other side was blooming all over the battlefield, and his side kept retreating, Ma Pingchuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

　　He had no doubts about Lin Jingzhe's strength, but this time the opponent was attacking in a group, and there were many masters, and masters were leading the attack in almost every key position.

　　Several generals on his side have been beheaded by the enemy.

　　The general trend of defeat has been formed.

　　Seeing that more and more soldiers were killed, although Ma Pingchuan still looked calm on the surface, his shaking hands could not hide the fear in his heart at the moment.

　　Having been stationed in Zhenguocheng for a long time, he knew that if Zhenguocheng missed, the whole world would be overturned.

　　"Shrink the front line!"

　　Seeing that people in Wudang, Shaolin, Songshan and other martial arts schools were killed one after another, Ma Pingchuan could not help clenching his fists and gave the order to shrink.

　　Turn offense to defense.

　　"Stay alive, everyone."

　　As the main general, Ma Pingchuan was undoubtedly under tremendous pressure. He had not had a good sleep for almost half a year.

　　Seeing how hard he was giving orders, he could not help clenching his teeth when several people were killed again.

　　"General Ma, General Ma!"

　　"Doctor, call the doctor!"

　　...

　　Seeing Dongfang Invincible in the distance being blown away, Ma Pingchuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell off his horse.

　　The people who were guarding on the side suddenly panicked.

　　The military flag he was holding was not steady for a while and fell to the ground.

　　The people who were originally fighting on the battlefield had been ordered to retreat and defend, and they inadvertently saw the flag fall, and the morale of the people who had been low, suddenly dropped to freezing point.

　　"Don't panic, don't panic, Lin Zhenshou is here!"

　　"Everyone sticks to their positions, even if they die, they can't take a step back!"

　　Seeing that his side became chaotic, the superintendent, riding a horse, began to shout loudly in the battlefield.

　　Hearing the voice of the commander-in-chief, the soldiers who had begun to retreat suddenly stabilized, and the panic on their faces quickly disappeared, replaced by a strong fighting intent.

　　. . . . . .

　　"They've stabilized so quickly."

　　In the Great Song army formation, a middle-aged man dressed as a literati holding a folding fan, watched the formation of the Daming Kingdom's riot and retreat quickly stabilized, and he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

　　This time, the Song Dynasty united with the Dali Kingdom, as well as many martial arts sects and major forces, gathered together to fight against the army called Daming Kingdom in front of them.

　　From the beginning of the battle, he has formulated a series of combat matters to deal with the enemy in front of him based on the information he has inquired before.

　　Therefore, when the two sides just started fighting, Da Song quickly locked the battle situation, nibbling away the opponent's army step by step, and just now he saw clearly that something happened to the opponent's general.

　　This made him excited, but what he didn't expect was that when he was about to order a large number of soldiers to attack, the commander-in-chief of the other party just mentioned a name, and let the soldiers who had just been messed up. They settled down completely.

　　The original decline was quickly stopped, and he could see that the soldiers' eyes burst out with fighting intent again.

　　"¨¨Is Lin Jingzhe the legendary Lin Jingzhe?"

　　The paper fan that was shaking in his hand stopped abruptly, and the middle-aged scribe frowned slightly.

　　The middle-aged scribe was no stranger to Lin Jingzhe. He had heard of Lin Jingzhe from the mouths of those captured prisoners.

　　Known as the guardian of a country, Lin Jingzhe is the number one in the world.

　　But soon the middle-aged scribe's frowning brows loosened, a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he called in the waiting officials and whispered (Good Li's): "Let the archers prepare, After a while, Lin Jingzhe will appear, and three thousand archers can aim at him alone."

　　"No matter how much he pays, he will be beheaded today."

　　After listening to the words of the middle-aged scribe, the subordinate officials quickly left and ran to the location of the bow and arrow camp.

　　In fact, the middle-aged scholar had already made a plan to kill Lin Jingzhe before, but from the beginning of the battle to the present, he hadn't seen Lin Jingzhe appear, which made him have to put some of his previous plans on hold.

　　But now that Lin Jingzhe has appeared, his beheading plan can begin.

　　"That's Lin Jingzhe?"

　　Sudden.

　　Just after the middle-aged scribe gave the order, he noticed that the entire battlefield was silent.

　　The army of the enemy Daming Kingdom made a way.

　　A young man in a black robe, dragging an iron rod with the thickness of a bucket, slowly walked towards the battlefield. .

Chapter 170

　　At this moment.

　　in the battlefield.

　　Both sides who were originally fighting stopped in unison.

　　Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, Tianshan Tongmao, Master Ku Rong, and other martial arts masters in Tianlong World all looked at Lin Jingzhe who came out of the opposite army.

　　Before launching this attack, the Great Song National Division, who was in charge of leading the army, made an agreement with everyone that no matter how the battle ended, everyone had a common goal, and that was Lin Jingzhe.

　　Therefore, the moment Lin Jingzhe appeared, all the people on the Tianlong side locked him in.

　　Quiet.

　　Deathly silence.

　　The only thing that was quiet on the entire battlefield was Lin Jingzhe dragging the long steel pole in his hand, and the sound of the wind blowing the military flag.

　　"Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang, come to learn!"

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe coming, Qiao Feng was the first to charge at Lin Jingzhe.

　　In fact, after hearing about Lin Jingzhe's deeds, Qiao Feng admired Lin Jingzhe very much, but even so, now that the two countries are fighting against each other, he also knows that on this battlefield, it is a matter of life and death. .

　　Although Qiao Feng knew that Lin Jingzhe's strength was unparalleled, he was not afraid.

　　He wanted to see what this good man, who was made first in the world by the enemy army, looked like.

　　Qiao Feng's speed was extremely fast, and within a few leaps, he stood in front of Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Please!"

　　Facing Lin Jingzhe, he clasped his fists slightly, Qiao Feng's internal force vibrated in his body, his left leg was slightly bent, his left hand made a semi-circle, and his right palm was pushed out.

　　A golden dragon-shaped phantom suddenly rushed towards Lin Jingzhe.

　　Looking at Qiao Feng who was attacking him, Lin Jingzhe stood on the spot, the long pole in his hand suddenly swung out, and a huge strong wind was excited by the long pole, and suddenly the dust on the ground was stirred up and fluttered. .

　　"Boom!"