Zhang Guangmu The seemingly inconspicuous sparks between his fingers were extremely hot, seeming to scorch and distort the air around him.
Several Country of Sakura soldiers reacted slowly and lacked a sense of crisis, so they rushed towards him with their heads down.
The result...
These ashigaru didn't even come within three meters of Zhang Guangmu, before they were burned into coke by the dots of red fire dancing in the air, and died suddenly on the spot!
Hee hee hee...
The burnt smell mixed with the smell of blood, and the few young birds burned to death by the flames all over Zhang Guangmu became the chickens that killed the chickens and the monkeys.
This incomprehensible scene made many Country of Sakura soldiers feel timid and did not dare to get closer easily.
Zhang Guangmu looked at the body of Zhao Zhengrong not far away, feeling as if another self began to speak in his mind.
[run!]
[Now that my adoptive father is dead, there is no reason for me to stay here and fight to the death!]
[The green hills are here, so I don't have to worry about running out of firewood. I have the strategy Martial Way Diary by my side. In the future, reaching the martial arts Fourth Realm is just around the corner!]
[As long as I can reach the realm of Heavenly Meridian Connection and achieve innate achievements, I can come and go freely and use Assassin methods to take the heads of Country of Sakura important people. There is no need to fight the enemy head-on on the battlefield!]
There was nothing wrong with what Script Hint said. Zhang Guangmu could tell that even Control Group didn't want to see himself die on the battlefield before his personal value was fully realized.
After all, this time is different from the battle royale in the opening scene. The intensity is higher and the sword has no eyes. No matter who wins or loses, as long as the killing spirit is strong, there will be almost no "captives".
But...
Zhang Guangmu still simply ignored "his own voice."
Along the way, I racked my brains and painstaking efforts to improve and adapt the magic knowledge, and what was the purpose of creating the secret technique of martial arts?
Isn't it just to catch up with this big scene?
Suddenly, on a whim, Zhang Guangmu felt like he was being watched.
He instinctively looked in the direction of the sense of spying, his eyes were slightly sharp, and he saw a tall and burly young man wearing golden dragon scale armor at the far west end of the battlefield, staring at him with a burning gaze.
The opponent is none other than Dragon Spear Feng Yunxian, one of the three generals Country of Painting!
"No need to worry!"
Feng Yunxian's internal force vibrated, and the sound spread for dozens of miles, boosting morale. "It's just a gunpowder weapon similar to Shocking Heaven Thunder."
"It won't take him many times!"
"Surround and kill him!"
After hearing this, Zhang Guangmu slowly pulled out two long saw-like knives from his waist.
The process is wrong, the conclusion is correct.
Black and white Ink Wash Internal Force is converted into Flame Internal Force, which is used to kill enemies, and there is also loss.
As for the [Strongman Domain] used to "cut grass", it is indeed very useful and can be called a divine skill. Unfortunately, Zhang Guangmu has limited internal strength and cannot withstand such continuous consumption. It is better to choose to turn on the intermittent use mode to allow the internal strength and physical energy to be consumed alternately.
Just...
When [Strongman Domain] is not in use, Zhang Guangmu can only slash the enemy with a long knife.
Although the two long knives in his hands were of high quality, they could not withstand the wear and tear of cutting down more than 80 people along the way.
At this moment, Zhang Guangmu's sleeves were already stained with the blood of the enemy - these were medals left behind after fighting all the way. The two swords were no longer as sharp as before. The blades were pitted and tattered, as if they might be scrapped at any time.
Zhang Guangmu glanced at the corpse of Zhao Zhengrong, then charged towards Feng Yunxian who was standing at the west end of the battlefield with no expression on his face.
Dengquan Slope port.
Jiang Jiuxiao, who was accompanied by Lu Mohan, arrived at the edge of the battlefield. He saw Zhao Zhengrong's corpse in the distance, and saw Zhang Guangmu's clearly straight back but inexplicably rickety figure. A strong sense of sadness arose spontaneously.
Looking at the corpses of the Lie Wu Battalion soldiers on the battlefield, the emotion called anger almost instantly dyed Jiang Jiuxiao's eyes blood red.
It was okay when I didn't see it, but now I saw my compatriots being killed by aliens with my own eyes. Jiang Jiuxiao was filled with rage. He couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore. He immediately drew blood on his sword and rushed into the battlefield. "Young Master Mu! I'm here to help you!"
Jiang Jiuxiao Although his own skills were abolished due to his previous wrong decisions, as a Country of Painting royal family, he has been bathing with various famous medicinal materials and using secret methods to strengthen his body since childhood. In addition, he was once far away from the Martial Way Third Realm was only one step away. Many acupuncture points and meridians in his body were usually thick, his body was powerful, and his combat power was far stronger than that of ordinary soldiers. In the "channel" that was forcibly broken through by Zhang Guangmu, he danced with the sword in his hand, and for a while no one could get close.
As for Lu Mohan, who is said to be extremely talented...
This Martial Marquis Zhongwu just stopped for a moment and made a decision.
He knew very well that there were more enemies lurking in the passage behind him, but he still followed Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao.
reason?
No reason is needed.
Country of Painting Wherever the last royal family is, he will be there.
The Lie Wu Battalion soldiers, who were originally leaderless because of Zhao Zhengrong's death, also noticed the appearance of Zhang Guangmu, Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Mohan, and gathered over one after another.
"Look to the east! It's Young Master!"
"Prince Xiao and Martial Marquis Yongwu are here too!"
"Swear to defend Young Master Mu!"
"Quick! Quick! Quick! Protect Young Master and Prince Xiao from the siege!"
Lie Wu Battalion officers and soldiers were struggling in the enemy tide, trying to join up with Zhang Guangmu and others.
A small number of these remnant soldiers who tried to come over to join up had a sincere heart and simply wanted to gather with friendly forces and protect Zhang Guangmu and Jiang Jiuxiao from escaping this place.
When most people saw Zhao Zhengrong die in battle, they originally planned to abandon their troops and surrender to the enemy on the spot. Now they changed their minds because of the appearance of [Lan Sword·Lu Mohan].
They didn't know that Lu Mohan's skill had lost 80% to 90%, so they regarded this Martial Marquis Zhongwu as the last straw.
They don't have many distracting thoughts, they just simply want to live.
In the eyes of these people, Lu Mohan, who is also Four Realms of Martial Way, is a dignified Wuhou. Even if he is not as good as the boss Zhao Zhengrong who just died in the battle, he will not be too far behind.
The many Lie Wu Battalion remnants originally scattered on the battlefield gradually merged with Jiang Jiuxiao and Lu Mohan, barely holding on.
As for Zhang Guangmu?
He rushed too deep, and there were enemies everywhere. Joining him was almost the same as seeking death. Even if someone wanted to help him, no war horse could keep up with his Bone-Piercing Wulong Steed.
Zhang Guangmu himself doesn't care about other people's thoughts.
At this moment, he was taking the lead, charging endlessly into the enemy formation. His white hands were covered with sticky dried blood and slippery fresh blood. If he didn't have internal strength attached to them, he could hardly hold the weapon.
"Huh..."
Zhang Guangmu breathed out and condensed into a ball of White Mist. His hand movements did not stop at all, but he devoted some energy in his heart and worked hard to deduce the secret battlefield weapon that he had been planning and preparing.
Director The time left for him was too short.
There is only one last step left to deduce the trick that can reverse the situation!
"Want to play the trick of taking the heads of enemy generals from thousands of armies?"
[Dragon Spear] Feng Yunxian looked at Zhang Guangmu who was charging into the battle alone, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, without taking an inch back, and sneered as he explained to the woman next to him, "I was right at the beginning, he is just a playboy who cannot be used in a big way."
"Even the innate warrior who has reached the realm of [Heavenly Meridian Connection] is just the Ten Thousand Man Enemy of the past. In today's era..."
"Even Four Realms of Martial Way can't stop a thousand heavily armed special teams from strangulating!"
"Although I don't know what drugs he took that squeezed his potential and stretched his life span to reach this level, but..."
"It's just Martial Way Third Realm, it can't make any waves!"
As if to confirm his statement, the two swords in Zhang Guangmu's hands, whose durability had been reduced to the limit due to cutting too many bones, shattered and turned into iron butterflies dyed red with blood, flying all over the sky.
Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
A ball of Fiery Red Blazing Flames exploded from Zhang Guangmu's hand, but Feng Yunxian smiled even brighter.
The loss of such a mysterious move will not be too small. How long can Zhang Guangmu last?
His inner strength can be depleted with human life!