The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"kill!"

Zhang Sanfeng let out a soft whistle, and the real martial sword stabbed out quickly, turning into thousands of cold stars, the sword energy swept across the wilderness, and the heads of more than a dozen cavalry flew into the sky.

Big array.

Zhang Wuji held a green steel sword, and his swordsmanship was fierce, beheading Mongolian iron cavalry.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Mo Shenggu and other five people all danced their swords at this moment, coordinating with Zhang Sanfeng, frantically obliterating the invading enemy.

The seven of them are in order and take care of each other. The seven long swords are integrated into one body, like a sword-bladed dragon with sharp claws and teeth, flying and dancing on the ground, roaring ferociously.

Standing at the forefront, Zhang Sanfeng is the leader of the entire stegosaurus.

A Mongolian cavalryman who rushed to kill was hit by him. More than half of them were killed or injured immediately, and their spirit was greatly frustrated. Then they were beheaded by the other six, and none of them survived.

Swish swish!

The seven sharp swords are naturally formed, perfectly integrated, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!

Once those brave cavalrymen rushed into the formation, they immediately fell off their horses and turned into corpses.

The Mongolian horses lost their owners one after another, so they could only run away aimlessly.

at this time.

above the cypress trees.

Han Chen stared intently at the battlefield, and when he saw the miserable situation of the Mongolian army turning their backs on their backs, he was amazed from the bottom of his heart.

"...Zhenwu Seven Segment Formation, it's truly terrifying!"

At this moment, a system prompt came from next to my ear, "Ding, Suzaku Chitong, Immortal Martial Arts has been detected, "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu", now the deduction begins!"

Immortal martial arts!

Pure Yang Wuji Gong!

(Zhao's) Han Chen was slightly stunned, pondered for a while, and suddenly realized, "Master Zhang is worthy of being a Taoist master. This pure Yang Wuji skill has reached the level of cultivating immortals."

Zhang Sanfeng is a hundred years old, still in the body of a boy, his pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu has reached the realm of transcendence and holiness, and he has already opened the door to cultivating immortals.

Although it is still not as simple as the orthodox method of immortality, it is indeed a method of cultivating immortality.

Next to it, on a green bamboo.

The woman in the yellow shirt who had been watching the sword array had a realization, and said calmly at this moment, "The reason why the seven-section formation of true martial arts is so powerful is that the right time, the right place, and the harmony of people are indispensable."

She can already see that Zhang Sanfeng's formation is a dangerous place, taking advantage of the geographical advantage.

The eight thousand cavalry charged over came to this narrow place, and it was difficult for them to fight and their advantages were greatly reduced, so they were all intercepted and could not move forward half a step.

Chapter 128: Han Chen Makes a Move (1/3)

Wudang Mountain Gate, five hundred paces away.

"Bastard!"

"How can this group of chaotic parties be so strong!"

General Temur was furious.

My own [-] iron cavalry had no achievements at all, and they were all blocked by the opponent. If this continues, even if we kill the opponent, I will lose my troops.

That is an iron cavalry, even if one of them dies, he will feel heartbroken.

"General, this is Wudang's Zhenzong formation, the real martial arts seven-section formation!"

A knowledgeable lieutenant general drove forward at this moment and said respectfully to General Temur.

"Zhenwu Seven Segments Formation?"

General Temur frowned, and said: "This general has issued a military order in front of the prince. If you can't wipe out Wudang, you are willing to be punished by military law. General Duoji, do you have a way to break the formation?"

"General, this Zhenwu seven-section formation is no small matter. It is really not easy to break the formation, but it is not impossible."

"Go on."

Hearing that the lieutenant general said there was a way, General Temur felt relieved and asked him to explain in detail.

"General, our cavalry are good at fighting on the plains. The environment here is special, and the cavalry is tied hands and feet. It is precisely because of this that the enemy set up a sword formation here."

"Therefore, the last general suggests that the general should immediately withdraw the cavalry and replace them with infantry!"

"Ten thousand elite infantry, cooperate with the crossbowmen to shoot continuously, encircle and kill the enemy in one fell swoop, the enemy will be defeated!"

Among the Mongolian army, there are many people with real talents and practical learning.

This lieutenant general was quite knowledgeable, with a vicious gaze, and he explained the key to this battle.

"it is good!"

General Temur nodded immediately, and ordered: "Send the order, the cavalry will retreat across the board, and the infantry and crossbowmen will go into battle, and level Wudang Mountain for me!"

"Yes, General!"

The messenger respectfully agreed.

Then, the horn blew and the military order was conveyed quickly.

The cavalry fighting in front heard the sound of the horn and knew that it was the intention to withdraw the troops. They immediately turned their horses and retreated from Wudang Mountain together.

"The Mongolian cavalry retreated!"

"we won?"

Seeing the cavalry leaving in a hurry, the blood-soaked Wudang disciples all showed surprise expressions.

Wudang finally repelled the Mongolian cavalry by relying on the seven-section array of true martial arts and the special terrain. Of course, many Wudang disciples were also killed and injured.

After the Mongolian cavalry retreated, corpses were left on the ground.

The blood of the enemy and fellow sects were mixed together, and when the mountain wind blew, the smell of blood came out, which was extremely cruel and tragic.

"The enemy hasn't withdrawn yet, the war is not over yet, everyone be careful! Be careful!"

Song Yuanqiao's voice just fell.

Whoosh!

A Wudang disciple with a happy face was turning around to talk to his fellow disciples when suddenly an arrow shot through his back and nailed him to the ground.

Whoosh...

The powerful crossbow arrows, like rain falling from the sky, covered the sky in all directions, densely packed, shooting towards the Wudang disciples.

"Hidden fast! Hidden fast!"

While swiping his sword to block the flying arrows, Zhang Wuji reminded everyone loudly.

However, more than [-] Wudang disciples were still shot by the arrows because they couldn't dodge or block them.

In a blink of an eye, his body turned into a hedgehog, riddled with holes and horrific.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Sanfeng flew forward, the real martial sword swung rapidly, and the light of the sword turned into a huge shield, blocking waves of arrows for the disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the three waves of arrow rain ended.

Immediately afterwards, there was an earth-shattering shout of killing.

"Kill kill kill..."

Hundreds of paces away, the overwhelming elite infantry rushing forward, beyond the horizon at a glance, tens of thousands of troops, with swords shining like the sparkling sea, rushing fiercely, the scene is extremely grand and terrifying.

"Yuanqiao, Wuji, set up a formation!"

Seeing the enemy attacking again, and changing into flexible infantry, Zhang San(b)feng gave a soft drink, ready to fight again.

shhhhhh!

Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Wuji and other six people came to Zhang Sanfeng's side again, and the six people stood with swords in hand, once again forming the real martial arts seven-section formation.

In the blink of an eye, [-] Mongolian infantrymen were in sight.

The Zhenwu Seven-section Formation was in motion immediately, and the sword-bladed dragon dashed left and right, soaring and fighting, within a few breaths, nearly a hundred enemy soldiers died under the sword.

However, after several fierce battles among Wudang Five Heroes, their true energy was greatly consumed.

Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu had the weakest internal strength, and they already felt tired.

However, the enemy army is like a mighty Yangtze River. After killing, they come back again, and there are more cold arrows mixed in, which makes people hard to guard against. It is really exhausting.

After a cup of tea.

Mo Shenggu was the first to exhaust his true energy, so he could only hold on desperately.

Suddenly, a cold arrow hit his knee, and he fell down with a plop.

"Seventh Junior Brother!"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao rushed out of the formation, flew to help Mo Shenggu, and swung his sword to help him kill the invading Mongolian soldiers.

As a result, the Zhenwu seven-section formation lost two people, and the formation collapsed immediately.

At this time, Yin Liting's true qi was also exhausted, panting like a cow, unable to swing his sword to kill the enemy.

Zhenwu's seven-section formation completely collapsed!

"Manpower is sometimes poor. Those of us who cultivate the Tao should follow the destiny of the heavens and not force ourselves against the heavens."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, knowing that the general situation was over, he said decisively: "The time is not waiting for me, retreat!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped to Song Yuanqiao's side, took over Mo Shenggu who had been shot, held a sword in one hand, and hugged someone in the other. With fluttering white hair, he unfolded the ladder and retreated into the gate of Wudang Mountain.

"Uncle, you all retreat first, and Wuji will come and end the rear!"

"Wuji, be careful!"

Zhang Wuji possessed the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu and was full of true energy, so he immediately stayed behind to protect Song Yuanqiao and others and retreated up the mountain.

Five hundred steps away, Mongolia is located.

"Zhenwu Seventh Segment Formation is broken, hahaha..."

General Temur was overjoyed when he saw this, and he glanced at the lieutenant with approval.