Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 158 158: Action (Sixteen) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

  Yang Duwei adjusted his center of gravity in mid-air.

   It's just that the strong man's kick was so powerful that it not only made Yang Duwei's breath surge, but also left two long marks on the ground with his feet.

  As soon as he stood still, the incoming enemy attacked again without giving the slightest chance to breathe.

   Duwei Yang became angry, so he fought back with a knife.

  Weapons clashed, clanking.

  Why didn't Zhai Le go over to help?

  The root comes from that sword.

   It is nothing new to condense weapons with civil and military spirit, but he has only seen that style of slender and narrow sword on one person - that is Brother Shen, whom he has not seen for a long time.

  Zhai Le: "..."

   For a moment, he had a thousand words in his heart.

  Not long ago, at most a few hours ago, he was still thinking about Brother Shen and the various fine wines that Brother Shen made.

Passing the mountain road, thinking of the heroes in Liangshan who "sell jujubes and wine", he thought of Brother Shen in a timely manner, and said with a smile - if Brother Shen is asked to "outwit the birthday key", once the words come out, Brother Shen will not have to pay for wine at his own expense Isn't buying jujubes more profitable than Liangshan heroes?

  He secretly regretted that he didn't formally say goodbye to Brother Shen.

  In today's world, the future will be far and wide, and there may be no time to meet again. Who knew, who knew that brother Shen couldn't help talking so much! !

  Not only did they meet again, but in this form...

  With that special long sword, Zhai Le is 90% sure that this murderous strong man is the brother Shen he knows. As for why his appearance has changed so much... Hehe, don't forget, there is a Qi Yuanliang scribe who pretends to be unparalleled beside Brother Shen!

  In this way—

  The ninth-rank and fifth doctor who just made a move is not a stranger at all, it should be Gong Shuwu.

  Where are the two Wenxin scholars?

  One of them must be Mr. Qi Yuanliang.

   Who is the other person?

  Zhai Le didn't think about Chu Yao no matter how big his brain was.

   After all, Chu Yaodan Mansion was abolished, and it is a recognized fact that it has been down for many years. Even if special means are used to restore it, there will be too little time.

   Just as he was thinking, a dangerous breath came.

   Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a burly warrior wearing black hideous armor. A long knife appeared in the warrior's hand, and he came to him only in front of him. This person is full of murderous intent, if he does not deal with it with 120,000 points of energy, he may be killed by the opponent!

  The sense of crisis made Zhai Le not dare to take it lightly—even though he knew that the warrior in front of him with only half of his square jaw showing an imposing manner was an acquaintance—but, hehe, there are only enemies on the battlefield, will acquaintances be merciful and not kill you?

  People with such naive fantasies can't survive at all.

  Although Zhai Le is young, he has a lot of experience, and his mind and heart are quite mature. Don't say that the enemy in front of him has only met a few times, and Gong Shuwu, who can barely be regarded as an acquaintance, even if he is a close relative of flesh and blood, he must go all out. Either you die or I die.

   Clank several times.

  Weapons confronted each other several times.

  Ninth-class fifth-class doctor and seventh-class public doctor, the gap of only two classes is an extremely difficult gap to bridge. Gong Shuwu obviously still has more energy, but Zhai Le must do his best every time. The tiger's mouth is numb, the palms are red, the chest is tight, and the heart is secretly crying.

   There are actually factions of warriors. Zhai Le is not a warrior who is good at strength. He is more inclined to speed and skill, and he is not as good in terms of durability. Relying on his talent, experience and skills, he has a high chance of winning against an opponent of the same strength.

  But in the face of absolute power, no amount of fancy skills is useless, and talent cannot be discounted. For a while, he was suppressed and beaten, barely remaining undefeated.

  He is in a bad situation, and Zhai Huan is probably the most anxious.

   Without the slightest hesitation: "Half-hearted."

In addition to him, the whole team also has a civilian official who is also a Wenxin scribe, but that scribe is weak and slow to respond. He probably has never dealt with such a sudden big scene, and he was secretly praying for goodness and Chu Yao took turns to play. interference.

   Therefore, this person is in a hurry just to command and mobilize ordinary soldiers, let alone allocate extra energy to look after Zhai Le.

   My cousin feels distressed.

  Even if he knew that once Wenxin scribes used distraction and multi-controlling spirits such as "half-hearted, half-hearted", the rate of consumption of literary energy would double, and he had no other choice. With just one breath, two **** of Wen Qi surged up under his feet like thick flowing water.

   One ball is black and one ball is white.

   Three people and three hearts belong to three parties.

  One side responded to Zhai Le with Wen Xinyan, one side assisted Yang Duwei, and the other side commanded the 350 soldiers wearing Zhai Le's armor. Because the camp is not big, more than a thousand people can't put up a battle at all. Basically, it is a frontal close combat with a weapon.

   Wrong—

   Zhai Huan soon discovered that the number of enemies was not right.

  As if to confirm his guess, dozens of arrows were shot from time to time in the dark jungle, without even aiming. The battlefield is so big, apart from the martial arts soldiers, there are only Shen Tang and Gong Shuwu on your side, and the rest are all enemies, so you still need to aim?

  Every arrow that hits the dome of Wen Qi will cause waves of ripples, which will then counteract Wen Qi and disappear invisible.

  It seems futile, but if you observe carefully, you will find that after a round of arrows, the ripples caused by the next round of arrows will be larger than the previous round. After the ninth round, a few cracks appeared in the dome.

  Tenth round—

  All the arrows were aimed at that crack.

   Click!

  An extremely crisp sound reached everyone's ears, and the Wenqi dome covering the entire temporary camp above the head shattered. Fragments of Wenqi disappeared and scattered in mid-air.

  The remaining arrows are unstoppable!

  Most of the arrows were shot down by second-class high-ranking or low-level officials who were shot by soldiers, but some of them pierced through ordinary soldiers severely. Those soldiers with armored body protection are not in danger for a while, but those soldiers who have nothing will be miserable, and they can't get up after screaming.

  As the two sides clashed, the shouts of killing did not fall but rose.

  At every moment, soldiers were chopped off, or their necks or faces or arms or thighs...the remains of severed limbs of unknown persons were thrown on the ground. Quite a number of soldiers with martial arts were hacked to their deadly parts or pierced by weapons, half of their bodies were broken, and then disappeared without a sound.

  Yang Duwei Yu Guang saw this scene and was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart.

  Can martial arts soldiers be the same as living soldiers?

   If the former is killed, he can be summoned again.

  As long as the martial energy is not exhausted, they will not die.

  Ordinary soldiers are flesh and blood, with only one life.

  He was so angry that he cursed sharply.

   "Little thief, take your life!"

   Raise your knife and slash!

Without any fancy moves or superfluous movements, he gathered his strength and concentrated on the blade, his whole body was like a blazing golden flame, and the huge saber energy slashed at Shen Tang with infinite killing intent, as if to expel all the hatred and killing intent Gather here.

   This knife must split the thief's chest.

  Zheng—

  The ear-piercing impact hit everyone's eardrums.

  Shen Tang felt a pain in his mouth, and was knocked back several feet by the saber energy before stopping.

   "Fate!"

  Yang Duwei gave a loud shout.

  The flames all over his body are almost burning into substance.

   |ω)

   Let me revise it.

   PS: I have finished modifying. If there are still bugs, catch them and I will modify them after seeing them.

   1. Half-hearted and half-hearted: It has been used before to pray for bad luck, literally.

  (end of this chapter)