Poisonous snakes suddenly flew out densely, causing many swordsmen to scream in agony, but soon everyone found that there was nothing strange except the pain. Yin Shun was the first to shout: "Let's drink the detoxification soup. These poisonous snakes are useless, so their bites only hurt."
"What's all this pain? It's not like the pain of scratching your toes on the road." Ying Fang said, he came all the way from Qin to Qi, and suffered a lot through the Central Plains.
"Haha, you are interesting." Yin Shun said, "You stay with me and I will protect you." Both of them have a strong hometown atmosphere, and it is amazing that they can still communicate.
"Although you are physically strong, a swordsman still depends on his swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship is very powerful and you don't need protection." Ying Fang didn't appreciate it.
The other swordsmen also found that the poisonous snake was useless, and they breathed a sigh of relief. After poisonous snakes, there are poisonous spiders and poisonous toads. They are all poisonous anyway. These things are the source of poisonous gas, and their number is uncountable.
"However, the swordsman who drank the detoxifying clear soup was immune to all poisons and was not afraid of these disgusting things at all.
As we continued deeper, we encountered soldiers from Jiuyi, and we were finally able to start a head-on battle.
Although there are many Jiuyi soldiers and they are covered with poisonous blood, their weapons are not good and they even use stone spears. Facing the iron sword swordsmen, numerical superiority is not an inevitable condition for victory.
"Everyone, hold still." The front army and the left and right wings have already contacted the enemy, but the Chinese army is still in the center and has not contacted the enemy. Toyo Shitake told everyone not to mess up, and the Chinese army continued to stay in the middle, while the enemy was handed over to the swordsmen on three sides.
"The fifth one!" Yin Shun laughed loudly. The iron sword was really easy to use. He could even split the stone spear with one strike, and even the bones were split in half.
And Ying Fang mainly uses stabbing. He is reluctant to chop bones with an iron sword. Anyway, piercing the enemy's throat, eye sockets, and heart can kill the enemy, so why waste the durability of the sword? No matter how good the iron sword is, it can't withstand such torture. "Big man, you should also take good care of your weapon. There will definitely be a gap in the blade after cutting down the tenth enemy like you did."
"Haha, if you don't cut it like this, it won't be enough. That's what we Chu people are like."
Ying Fang knew that if he talked too much, he would be wasting his words. Forget it, he must take good care of the sword.
The Nine Yi soldiers rushed over and the number of swordsmen was also reduced. However, one swordsman from the Central Plains was worth ten, and one swordsman killed at least ten people.
After the Jiuyi soldiers left more than a hundred corpses, the Jiuyi army began to collapse. There were too many deaths and the will to fight was broken, so the first wave of attacks receded.
Yin Shun took off the sword from his dead comrade and carried it on his back. He also said, "This way you won't have to worry about being without weapons."
Seeing that the Jiuyi troops were so unreliable, Ba Yaozi immediately began to operate behind the scenes: "Watch me separate you and defeat each of you. The Nine Poison Formation is not just that." Ba Yaozi pinched the spell with his hands, chanted the incantation, and once again The earth shook.
The Nine Poison Formation changed, and the poisonous gas suddenly turned into a city wall and cut the three hundred swordsmen, scattering them and not giving them a chance to gather strength.
"Everyone, keep moving forward, let's meet in the center of the formation!" Feng Shiwu shouted and disappeared behind the poisonous gas wall with the former army.
The left and right wings and the central army are also separated by walls.
"The battle begins now." Yaozi said proudly: "Release the ten dead soldiers."
The evil weapons pieced together from corpses are controlled by three high priests in the center of the formation to strangle the swordsmen.
On the right wing, with Bailisha, Yin Shun, and Ying Fang as the core, they first encountered the Ten Death Soldiers. The Ten Death Soldiers were ugly-looking, gray-white monsters. Its speed and power completely surpassed those of mortals, and it quickly broke through the swordsmen's formation as soon as it appeared. .
Behind the Ten Dead Soldiers was a group of Jiuyi Warriors, all of whom used blunt instruments as weapons and advanced behind the Ten Dead Soldiers. It is like the coordination of infantry and tanks in the Spring and Autumn Period, with the tough and ugly Ten Dead Soldiers in front and the Nine Barbarians Warriors behind.
"Leave this monster to me and you go deal with the Jiuyi people." Bailisha knew that the others were no match for the monster and could only be dealt with by him. And this time he couldn't let go anymore, this time he could only use his right hand.
Yin Shun and Ying Fang fought with the Jiuyi warriors. These warriors were obviously not normal either. Their eyes were bloodshot, as if they had eaten poisonous mushrooms, and they felt no pain.
"Hit the vital points." Ying Shun saw that several of his comrades had fallen, and immediately called everyone to attack the vital points. Only the vital points can stop these crazy warriors.
But how can an ordinary swordsman make a fatal move? As long as one move does not kill the opponent, the opponent's counterattack will follow, giving the swordsman no chance to regret. The warriors used heavy stone hammers and wooden clubs, which could easily break the swordsman's bones when swung.
With thisAt the same time, Bailisha saw the ugly and smelly Ten Death Soldiers rushing toward him, and prepared his sword-drawing posture. It was really easy to deal with such an opponent. He just heard Bailisha say lightly: "The wind in northwest Shanxi is stronger than yours." clever."
The strong winds are more varied than the Ten Death Soldiers, but the Ten Death Soldiers can only charge in a straight line. Such a stupid opponent can be easily dealt with by drawing a sword with his right hand. Bailisha gave a short shout. When the enemy entered his attack range, a straight sword light appeared in front of him, and even the poisonous gas was cut off.
The Ten Dead Soldiers, who had high hopes for Yaoyaozi, were immediately killed with one move. Bailisha's sword-drawing technique with his right hand was his real secret skill, and it was also his most powerful move.
Seeing that the ten dead soldiers were cut off, the swordsmen cheered 'Destroying evil with good' and counterattacked the enemy more fiercely. They quickly worked together to wipe out the warriors, but after this battle, only half of their right wing numbers were left.
"Take some repairs and move on." Just when Bailisha was about to lead the soldiers to continue setting off, a blood-red spear came out from behind and stabbed him off the ground.
The wound was pulling and blood was flowing. Bailisha only felt that his life was constantly draining away, and he didn't even know who was behind it.
The swordsmen who were cheering for victory just now looked at the Taoist priest who came out of the poisonous gas in stunned silence. He was wearing a Taoist robe and seemed to be from the Central Plains. But why do the Central Plains people kill the Central Plains people?
"Bailisha?!" Yin Shun was shocked. Although Bailisha defeated Yu Niang, Yin Shun still admired him. However, this guy was actually plotted? What a bleak ending.
"A mere mortal still wants to fight an immortal cultivator? You are thinking too much." The Taoist priest with a gun said disdainfully.
"Ah!" A furious Yin Shun rushed out.
But the attacker just swung his spear, and Bailisha's body hit Yin Shun like a cannonball, causing him to fall into a brief coma. When Yin Shun woke up again, the sight in front of him made him jealous. There are now only three or two kittens left among the survivors.
Anger filled Yin Shun¡¯s brain, driving him to tie all the deceased¡¯s swords to his body. Tighten your belt, this fight is going to be very difficult. Although I don¡¯t know what my opponent is, this despicable person must die!
"Ah!" Yin Shun held two swords and rushed towards the enemy.
"If I were you, I would never get up." The cultivator thought that Yin Shun had been crushed to death, but he didn't expect that he only fainted for a while.
Before he could kill all the people, Yin Shun got up and wanted to die again. In this case, he would help him: "Blood Spear." Calling the real name of the magic weapon, he turned back and shot Yin Shun.
Yin Shun had forgotten life and death. He slashed out with both swords, but was shattered by the spear, and the others flew three feet away.
It¡¯s not enough, the swords of his comrades are whispering, asking Yin Shun to use them to kill the enemy, and he can¡¯t stop. Draw two more swords from behind and continue charging.
"Stupid, no matter how many times you charge, the ending will be the same." When the blood gun unleashes its power, it will tear the mortal in front of him into pieces.
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