Martial Arts: Ordered to Get Married, His Wife is a Little Dragon Girl

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In front of North Xiangyang City.

The killing sound is shocking.

The hoofs moved.

The arrows going back and forth are even denser like rain.

More than 20 bonfires that reach into the sky illuminate the earth in front of the city gate as if it were daylight.

The densely packed Tartars, stepping on corpses and ladders, attacked madly.

And there are also rangers who are constantly shooting cold arrows at the city wall.

The defenders on the northern Xiangyang city fought hard and never retreated.

in this blood.

But there is a young couple who are completely out of tune, standing in the most conspicuous place.

Chen Lei and Xiao Longnv stood side by side, looking at the dense cavalry, his expression was not at all nervous.

Chen Lei said with a smile: "¨¨Long'er, the King of Luoyang probably doesn't know yet, his beheading regiment was almost wiped out."

The little dragon girl nodded.

Grasp!

Chen Lei grabbed an armor-piercing arrow with his bare hands.

The strength of this arrow, as well as the yardstick, is definitely not something that ordinary archers can shoot.

"Meet me here."

"I'll go down and test an idea."

Chen Lei ordered and flew down.

The little dragon girl nodded without any extra words.

"what is that?"

"My God! Jumping from a height of more than ten feet like this?"

"Guo Daxia may not be able to do it, right?"

(good zhao)

Whether it was the soldiers defending the city or the Yuanmeng army, all who saw Chen Lei were stunned in place.

however.

There are too many siege armies.

Before Chen Lei landed, there were already more than a dozen spears, ready to stab him into a string.

Suddenly!

A scene of sword light like raindrops suddenly flashed, and finally perfectly covered the two cavalry and fourteen soldiers on the ground.

No screams, no roars.

Not even pain wo.

The sixteen Yuanmeng warriors were beheaded.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for strangling the two Yuanmeng cavalry in advance, and looting the 42 points of martial arts luck that belonged to the two Yuanmeng cavalry! 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host for strangling the fourteen Yuanmeng soldiers in advance, and looting the points of martial arts luck that belonged to the fourteen Yuanmeng soldiers! 】

"There is a play!"

Chen Lei showed surprise.

his previous guess.

correct! .

Chapter 73

Chen Lei has a clearer understanding of the system's evaluation mechanism since the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow contributed to the peerless martial arts luck.

According to the model of the Eight Heroes of Shenjian, the Yuanmeng iron cavalry with similar riding skills and slightly inferior archery skills can at least be classified as second-rate in strength.

And how many Yuanmeng iron cavalry are there?

At least tens of thousands!

For Chen Lei, who is eager for martial arts luck points, this is simply a fortune.

"Kill him!"

"The lord has an order, killing him can seal the head of a thousand households!"

The supervising team screamed wildly.

Wealth moves people's hearts.

Now there is not only the temptation of wealth and silk, but also the blessing of power, all the Tartars are jealous for a while.

Many actually stopped attacking the city wall, but came to besiege Chen Lei.

The sword light is in the sky!

Chen Lei harvested another batch of martial arts luck.

He found that as long as he moved fast enough, he did not give the enemy a chance to complete the encirclement.

The pressure on him was never as great as he imagined.

Even if there are at least thousands of Yuanmeng soldiers staring at him in front of him.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the 3 Yuanmeng iron cavalry in advance, and looting the 3 points of martial arts luck that belonged to the 107 Yuanmeng iron cavalry! 】

Chen Lei's guess was right.

The Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry, which is famous all over the world and swept the Eight Wastelands, really has a reward that is not the same as 250.

A sword light and cold, reflecting the night sky!

An unparalleled terrifying sword qi swept away, and the whistling sword qi was like a scythe of the god of death. Wherever it was, life calmed down.

But this is only the beginning.

Chen Lei's speed is like a ghost, and Ling Bo's infinite interpretation of micro-steps is accompanied by the catharsis of inner strength.

Whether the enemy is the Yuanmeng iron cavalry or just a soldier, they are all irresistible.

Even a half-sword.

No one can.

"The lord has an order, kill him to make him a king!"

The King of Luoyang was afraid.

He realized that Chen Lei was probably the top swordsman in the world.

He didn't want a second Guo Jing-like figure to appear in Beixiangyang City, and immediately threw out a sky-high reward, vowing to bury Chen Lei here.

stop time.

Countless mad Tartars swarmed.

Even those iron cavalry who have been hunting and shooting dark arrows can't care so much, and concentrate on killing them from all directions.

Chen Lei, whose pressure increased sharply, moved quickly in the limited space.

Long Yuan did not stop.

Hengjian, warhorse miserable number.

The sword was pierced, and the pennant fell.

No matter how he strikes his sword, every sword must bring death.

It's just that the enemy is like a tide, endless.

In a relatively small and dangerous environment, it was difficult for Chen Lei to play as freely as before.

But Chen Lei is Chen Lei after all.

Even the battle of Luoqiao has encountered such dangers, let alone now.