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He looked up at the few generals below, and said lightly: "The three battalions have hundreds of thousands of elite, excluding the 3,000 battalions of cavalry. Our family has carefully selected you from the fifth army camp and the Shenji battalion, and also specially equipped with five thousand. With the god-arm crossbow, thirty-eight oxen crossbow bed, you really think it is just to deal with the sinner of Zhenwu Temple?"

A military commander hesitated: "The father-in-law wants to bring the people on the mountain together."

"Why, do you think it can't be done?" Zhao Qingyang said lightly.

The generals quickly responded: "The lower officials will do their best to be loyal to the emperor!"

Zhao Qingyang snorted coldly, half-squinted, enjoying the massage of the little hands on his shoulders, planning how to wipe out the chaos.

No one noticed that the little eunuch behind Zhao Qingyang, who was more delicate than the woman, flashed a trace of sarcasm and a trace of repressive killing intent.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the camp, and then there was a sudden horrible howling.

Zhao Qingyang's expression became cold: "What happened!"

"Report!"

A guard walked into the camp and said loudly: "Father-in-law, someone attacked the camp!"

A military commander said anxiously: "How many people are here?"

Why do people always like to attack military camps at night? Because of the limited vision in the night, they are prone to chaos and screams occur. Generally, when attacked by night, many people die not at the hands of the enemy, but by their colleagues in the chaos.

The guard replied, "There is only one person for the general."

There was a moment of silence in the camp, and a sense of absurdity arose unexpectedly.

In the night like ink, clusters of blood flowers bloomed.

Waking up from their sleep, the soldiers who rushed to the battle could only stare blankly at the disillusionment of a ghost-like figure.

Vague, wherever he goes, a dead body will fall on the ground.

People are the most irrational at this time, and they are suddenly scared to death.

When Zhao Qingyang and others arrived, hundreds of corpses were already lying on the ground.

In the dim sight, the soldiers and generals or his colleagues were afraid of using weapons of mass destruction, but Ji Wushang had no scruples.

He reaped life easily and freely, without much effort.These soldiers are not what they are in some worlds. Anyone can pull the bow of a hundred stones.

Knowing that the various forces in the martial arts have joined forces with the court, Ji Wushang is confident in martial arts, but he can start to work harder, why not do it? broken.

On the contrary, Ji Wushang actually pays more attention to this army than the more than a thousand masters on the mountain. Although these soldiers do not have much martial arts, the power of the army is like a mountain crushing, and 10,000 people are like one. Can be compared.

In the world of Swordsman, Ji Wushang also confronted an army of ten thousand people alone and defeated it.But what you need to know is that it was a pure army of warriors, but it didn't pay attention to it in the army, and it had already fallen well.

If the army at that time was not too confident in their own martial arts, but with a god-arm crossbow, with those people's martial arts, even if the god-arm crossbow was too heavy, it still made it like an arm, then with the god-arm crossbow three or four hundred Even if Ji Wushang's martial arts is high, he still has to retreat in the face of ten thousand arrows.

After all, he hasn't practiced the magical power of King Kong not bad.

The army facing today, although the per capita force is far behind, is purer. Once the army is unfolded, it will be more terrifying than that army of warriors.

Therefore, Ji Wushang will not give them a chance to form an army.

The army failed, and these soldiers were nothing to him, and wanted to kill them.

Ji Wushang's speed is too ghostly, even if he didn't use 10% of his strength, to these ordinary soldiers, it was as terrifying as a ghost.

Hundreds of beings were killed, black and red mist rolled in, and the seemingly ordinary Wusheng sword in Ji Wushang's hand was not dripping blood, which was very strange.

Suddenly, four cold beams shot out from the darkness, like lightning flying fast, incredibly fast, and directly locked the four vital points of Ji Wushang.

These four people are obviously masters from the palace. Judging from their speed, they are by no means inferior to the top level, at least much faster than the Black Star Dog who also besieged Ji Wushen.

Unfortunately, when it comes to speed, who in the world is Ji Wushang's opponent.

Puff puff puff!!

The dark as ink long sword suddenly disappeared. Although a large amount of blood sprayed, the four heads rose into the sky, looking blankly at their headless bodies.

As far as Ji Wushang is concerned, it makes no difference whether a top-notch master or an ordinary person.

Zhao Qingyang, who arrived in the distance, stopped, his face pale.

Seeing the four top palace masters joining forces is not the enemy of Ji Wushang's one move, he immediately understood the terribleness of the other party and did not dare to come closer.

The little eunuch who followed Zhao Qingyang looked at the wanton slaughter figure, his eyes flickering, and he seemed to have a strange color.

"Father-in-law, the Shenji Camp has been assembled!"

Although compared to the God Arm Crossbow, the fire blunderbuss have less range and power, but they are lighter, more mobile, and easier to deploy.

Zhao Qingyang's complexion was relaxed, and he immediately ordered: "Then open fire and smash this ghost into a sieve for our family. I really think that you can do whatever you want with high martial arts, huh!"

The officer hesitated: "But father-in-law, I'm afraid that I will accidentally injure many brothers if I fire.

Ji Wushang's figure flickered among countless soldiers. If he couldn't be led away alone, he was afraid that under one round of fire, a lot of his own people would die first.

Zhao Qingyang's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Do it, anyway, they are going to die under that person sooner or later, if that's the case, then death is more valuable."

"Subordinates obey!" The officer immediately ordered: "Kill!"

In the dark night, with a burst of noise, hundreds of fire lights suddenly bloomed.

Ji Wushang narrowed his eyes, calmly and completely calm.

Chapter 20, The Strongest Combination of Offense and Defense

Sparks bloomed in the dark night, and with the dense crackling sound, large swaths of blood bloomed.

The dozens of soldiers who were still around Ji Wushang let out a scream, their body instantly turned into a rotten sieve, and their eyes showed confusion and helplessness.

At least 300 shots of iron shot were fired in one round of shooting, and the accuracy of the blunderbuss was extremely low, but the huge coverage of hundreds of volleys was enough to eliminate its accuracy defects.

Even if the accuracy is poor, there are still dozens of rounds that can hit Ji without injury.

Moreover, the iron balls fired by these firecrackers are extremely fast, even the dynamic vision of top masters is difficult to capture, inevitable, and unstoppable.

Even if Feng Qingyang is present, with his knowledge of Dugu Nine Swords, even if he has perfected the arrow breaking style, his eyesight cannot catch these iron balls, not to mention the limitations of the night, no matter how high the sword is. Useless.

But that's someone else. If Ji Wushang wants to evade, at his speed, when the Shenji battalion soldiers light the rope, he has the opportunity to avoid it.

However, he remained motionless.

In countless happy gazes, Ji Wushang gazes calmly as the fire blasts, swinging his long sword, and then a large arc of sword shadow surrounds his body.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" When Zhao Qingyang saw this, this doubt suddenly appeared in his heart, and he didn't understand the other party's actions, not as if he was waiting to die.