Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 26 Captured
The strength of the disciples of the national teacher is very terrifying, especially when his opponents are just a group of ordinary soldiers, they showed their own strength to the fullest.

The spells he practices are very suitable for group attacks.

Seeing the disciple of the national teacher waved his hand, the magic power in his body surged, hundreds of butterflies quickly formed in the air, and then these butterflies opened their mouths, and golden silk threads spit out from their mouths, stabbing at the soldiers who gathered around them.

Chi Chi Chi!
The sound of flesh being pierced was heard, and dozens of soldiers were penetrated by golden threads.

These golden threads were extremely strong and sharp. They easily broke through the armor worn by the soldiers and penetrated into their bodies. The sharp swords struck the threads but had no effect at all and were easily bounced away.

The disciple of the National Teacher lightly tapped the golden thread piercing into the soldier's body, dancing wildly.

The sharp silk thread moved through the soldiers' bodies, and in just a short moment, dozens of soldiers were cut into several pieces by the golden thread, turning into a pile of minced meat and falling to the ground.

The huge casualties made the returning soldiers frightened and they retreated in horror.

The retreating soldiers exposed a gap in the tight formation, and the disciples of the national teacher looked happy, and they were about to break out from this gap.

But at this moment, there was a sharp hissing overhead, and countless arrows flew from all directions.

The retreating soldiers revealed an open space, and there was no need to worry about accidentally injuring teammates within this range, so the archers in the distance also took action.

As a long-range combat force, these archers don't need to run to the front like soldiers, but just stay a hundred meters away and shoot arrows, which greatly increases the safety factor.

There were three hundred archers who set out with the army. Under the mobilization of the commander, these archers did not shoot arrows together, but were divided into three waves. Every 100 people shot one, and the three waves took turns to continuously deal damage.

Dense rain of arrows fell from the sky, shooting at the Imperial Master disciples from all directions.

Forced by the rain of arrows, the disciples of the national teacher had no choice but to give up their plan to take the opportunity to break through. They surrounded the silk thread spit out by the butterfly and waved it in the air. The golden thread cut the flying arrows into several sections and fell on the ground, forming a A safe area was established, and the arrows were firmly blocked from this area.

However, although the arrows were kept out of the safe range, it also restrained the movement speed of the disciple of the national teacher, making him want to leave quickly.

If he cannot escape from the battlefield quickly and is trapped by a large army, the Imperial Disciple's mana is limited, and maintaining hundreds of transformed butterflies in battle will be very costly. He will not be able to hold on for long, and sooner or later he will die of exhaustion.

It seems that without paying a little price, it is difficult to get out of trouble easily.

Thinking of this, resentment flashed in the eyes of the national teacher's disciples, and he looked at Yu Lisheng from a distance, where the soldiers' transfer orders were issued.

This hatred, he remembered.

After breaking through the siege, he went to find his master, and he must make the generals of this army pay the price.

Countless golden threads quickly cut another wave of incoming arrows into pieces, and then hundreds of golden butterflies exploded and disappeared into specks of light.

at the same time.

Countless runes engraved on the Taoist robes worn by the Imperial Master's disciples lit up, and talismans flew out from the robes. After being injected with mana, these talismans had turned into extremely sharp and terrifying weapons.

Reach out and wave.

Taking advantage of the gap before the next wave of arrow rain, forty or fifty talismans flew out, flying over the heads of many soldiers around, and aimed directly at the archers in the distance.

The speed of these talismans was very fast, and within a few breaths, they had already flown to the position of the archers.

Chi Chi!
The sounds of flesh being cut through were heard one after another.

Dozens of talismans killed hundreds of archers in a short period of time, and the huge casualties caused the surviving archers to collapse completely and fled to the rear.

After all, this army is only a local defender and cannot bear too many casualties, and Zhong Ci has nothing to do about it.

The remote power was destroyed in this way.

Seeing the collapse of the archer, the disciple of the national teacher gasped heavily for a while, feeling relieved in his heart.

First, he maintained hundreds of butterflies to block the rain of arrows, and then dozens of arrows spanning hundreds of meters to kill the archers. Even he was extremely strenuous and consumed more than half of his mana.

Can't stay any longer.

The disciple of the national teacher chose a direction at random, and killed the soldiers who had gathered up again.

Countless screams sounded, and blood had already spilled into the air.

After several fights, the disciple of the national teacher finally broke through the siege, and behind him, hundreds of corpses had already fallen.

The road to life was ahead, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he flew out directly.

However, halfway through.

boom!
A giant bird that was three to four meters in size and made of flames flew towards him.

The disciple of the national teacher couldn't dodge in time, and was directly attacked by the giant bird.

The giant bird exploded directly, and the terrible impact caused his bones to shatter, his internal organs to be injured, and he flew backwards.

This is not the end.

The flames transformed from the bursting firebird burned on his body, and the scorching heat ignited his body, forcing him to mobilize the remaining mana to resist the flames.

What the disciples of the national teacher practice is the true Taiyin Kung Fu, which is a kung fu method that is biased towards the cold and cold. It has a strong restraint to deal with this kind of raging fire.

Under the action of mana, the flames on his body gradually extinguished.

At the same time, the last mana in his body was completely exhausted.

Looking at the figure in the distance that rolled a few times on the ground and fell heavily to the ground, causing smoke and dust, Zhong Ci's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

In order to wait for this moment, he did not hesitate to inflict heavy losses on the Yongzhou garrison and sacrificed hundreds of lives before consuming most of the mana of the Imperial Master's disciples.

Zhong Ci had been hiding among the crowd, following the disciples of the Imperial Master all the way, and took action boldly when he was about to break through.

Without the slightest hesitation at all, he directly consumed one-third of the true energy in his body, and condensed this giant firebird with a size of three or four meters. This was the strongest blow he had ever had.

The effect is also very significant.

The Imperial Master disciples, who had already consumed most of their strength, could not resist at all and were directly hit hard.

Walking forward slowly, a young figure appeared in the eyes of the disciples of the national teacher.

Zhong Ci looked down at him, not intending to talk to him for the time being. He waved his hand and hit the national master disciple's neck with a strong force. As soon as his eyes closed, the national master disciple fainted.

This is not over yet, Zhong Ci placed several restrictions on him to prevent the disciples of the national teacher from waking up and running away.

After doing this, he was relieved.

He stretched out his hand to recruit a few soldiers, and asked them to take the national division to the rear and take a good look at them.

Then Zhong Ci turned his head and looked to the other side of the battlefield.

This is the target of the siege, not just a disciple of the national teacher, but also a not weak green snake.

(End of this chapter)