Standing on the roof with a gloomy face, Xiang Que looked at the Hu Benwei swarming on the street, feeling a sense of melancholy in his heart. The dozen or so members of the scientific expedition team might almost all be buried in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Pei Dongcao and the others Don't worry, but Xiang Que agreed to Han Rongrong, so he had to bring Professor Han back.
Xiang Que flicked the long sword in his hand, and five war spirits floated out. After he stretched out his hand and sent out a divine thought, the war spirits quickly floated out and fell down, wandering among the crowd of terracotta warriors, looking for figures, he Standing on the roof and waiting quietly.
After Xiang Que waited for a while with his eyes closed, a battle spirit from the southwest sent back a message, and he immediately ran all the way on the roof, heading southwest.
Ma Yingjun and Xu Ronglong looked at the terracotta warriors rushing in front of them with a blank face. Behind them, the bottom of the street had entered a dead end, and there was no way to retreat.
Xu Ronglong gritted his teeth, put away the map in his hand, and stuffed it to Ma Yingjun, saying: "Friend, I definitely won't be able to escape, I will leave this to you, and leave me alone. If you can escape, then take it out. A trip to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is not for nothing, he has to bring something back with him, just ask the superiors to give me the title of martyr."
Ma Yingjun said with a complicated expression: "Just give up like that?"
Xu Ronglong said with a miserable smile: "If you don't give up, what can you do? Obviously, there is no way out. When you came here, you signed your name on the life and death certificate. Who can you blame if you die here? Do archaeology all your life. , It is worth dying in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Next time someone enters the Mausoleum and sees my dead body, he will have to worship three times. In their eyes, I am a predecessor ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡±
Ma Yingjun had a bad impression of Xu Ronglong at first, he thought he was a petty bourgeois philistine, small-minded, self-righteous, incompetent and mean-spirited, but at this time you can see from Xu Ronglong a rare kind of desperation Mentally, how many people look strong on the surface, but their legs are weak when they face death, and their noses burst into tears. Although Xu Ronglong is a little trembling, at least his body is standing firm, and his righteous posture is full of righteousness.
After Ma Yingjun took the place in his hand and put it away, he said lightly: "At most, I can only jump a little longer than you Let's resign ourselves to fate."
After the terracotta warriors flooded into the alley, three people in a row raised their long halberds and stabbed at them with a single shot. Ma Yingjun held a mahogany sword in his hand and squeezed blood from his fingertips to smear on it, and pinched his fingerprints with his left hand .
"Maoshan blood technique, cut" Ma Yingjun forced himself to improve his own strength, his fighting spirit was high for a while, and the blood was sprayed on the mahogany sword to temporarily restrain the forward terracotta warriors.
For more than 2,000 years, the Tiger Benwei, who has been sealed up with three souls and seven souls, can be regarded as a ghost. At this time, he might not be able to kill them with a spear at this time, but Taoist techniques can counteract them.
But gradually, the terracotta warriors poured in like a tide, and Ma Yingjun's blood consumption was huge, and he was gradually at the end of his strength. Seeing the densely packed terracotta warriors in front of him, he was powerless to resist, so he turned around and slashed at the tall Gao behind with his mahogany sword. Wall, cut a few gaps.
"Xu Ronglong, I will protect you and climb up." Ma Yingjun raised his breath, bent over and stretched out his left hand, and said, "Come on, let me help you climb up the wall, maybe there will be a chance of life."
"Okay, okay" Xu Ronglong stepped on Ma Yingjun's palm with his right foot, and was dragged up by him. He stepped on the gap cut by the mahogany sword with his toes, and kicked hard to climb up the wall.
Seeing this, Ma Yingjun suddenly threw the mahogany sword in his hand: "The king of Dharma protectors, guarding the chanting, converting to the Dao, Yuan Henryzhen the old master is as anxious as a law"
The thrown mahogany sword fell into the terracotta warriors and suddenly exploded. A powerful wave hit the surrounding terracotta warriors instantly. Ma Yingjun then turned around and ran a few steps and jumped up the wall. Xu Ronglong stretched out his hand on the wall Give him a hand.
"Om" a long halberd was thrown out suddenly, and flew out against the wall, Xu Ronglong broke out in a stream of cold sweat, Ma Yingjun said: "Pull me up, hurry up"
At this time, a large number of tiger guards from the rear had chased after them, and they were within easy reach.
Xu Ronglong took Ma Yingjun's hand, lifted him up, and suddenly asked: "Friend, have you heard a word?"
"Shua" Ma Yingjun raised his head in astonishment: "What?"
"Dead friends don't die poor people." Xu Ronglong looked at the terracotta warriors who were already close to the wall below, and suddenly loosened Ma Yingjun's hand and threw him down.
Immediately, Xu Ronglong turned around and jumped off the high wall and staggered towards the distance. Ma Yingjun, who fell to the ground, smiled miserably.
"Puff" a long halberd pierced through his head, nailing Ma Yingjun to the wall, his eyes suddenly became blurred and he lost consciousness.
Xiang Que came?It was only a step short of the time. I only saw Ma Yingjun fell to the ground after being pierced through the head. Xiang Que frowned and sighed. Just as he was about to go down, the second battle spirit suddenly sent a message.
Xiang Que backhanded a stream of Samadhi real fire and landed on Ma Yingjun's body, and the body was still ruined after death.
Xiang Que's figure disappeared quickly in the blink of an eye a few times, and he did not hesitate to use Shrink the Ground twice in a row to hurry. The inner city was already in chaos, and if they didn't buy some time, they would really be wiped out.
"Ring ring ring"
Pei Dongcao led Academician Liu to drive the terracotta warriors not to approach with the summoning bell in their hands. The string of bells vibrated the three souls and seven souls in the terracotta warriors so that they did not dare to approach, but they seemed to be besieged by zombies. They couldn't get out even if the other party couldn't get in, and they were stuck in a stalemate for a while.
Sweat dripped from Pei Dongcao's face, biting his lips tightly to support himself, but the ringing in his hand was obviously about to stagnate, every time the ringing stopped, the terracotta warriors would rush forward. After a while, the two of them had to be tied up like hedgehogs.
Academician Liu gasped and said, "Xiao Pei, Comrade Xiao Pei, leave me alone and go first. Even if I am an old man, I will not live for a few years. You are still young. Let's go, let's go."
"No, it is my task to protect you, unless I fall in front of you"
"You woman, why don't you have the cunning temperament of a vixen at all?" Xiang Que's figure suddenly landed beside them, with both hands outstretched, clusters of samadhi flames sprang out and spread around.
The terracotta warriors stopped walking suddenly, and they were very afraid of this masculine and powerful Taoist real fire, and they didn't dare to touch it at all.
Pei Dongcao's body softened, and she said weakly: "Fortunately, you came in time, if it was later we would have to accompany Qin Shihuang."
"Your subordinate, the one named Ma Yingjun has already gone"
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