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Part Three: Pagoda Chapter 0246: Little Mortal Immortal Pretending to be God and Playing Ghosts

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    The seven killing gods looked at each other, with a trace of bitterness showing at the corners of their mouths. In fact, what martial arts masters fear most is the army, especially the army that is not afraid of death.  They are human beings, not gods and ghosts. They are human beings, so their human power will always be exhausted. In this situation where they cannot retreat, they will definitely die.  The original hope of trying to survive one in ten thousand, hoping to frighten the enemy with a terrible killing, now seems to be hopeless.

    Originally, they were killing with all their strength without sparing any effort, but now the seven of them felt exhausted. Facing the enemy who was committing suicide crazily, he couldn't predict how long he could hold on. He only hoped that the general would have gone far by now.  They were not worried about the dozen or so seven people they let go. Yi Zhi Hua was second only to Child Elder in Shenlong Mountain.

    ¡°Then, just fight to the death.  In the first half of my life, I was obsessed with martial arts, but only in the second half of my life did I become ambitious. Although it was a pity that the time was too short, I have already seen many strange and joyful things that were unimaginable before, and I have no regrets in this life.

    There was another long roar in unison, and smiles suddenly appeared on the faces of the seven people. They looked at each other again, and their bodies flashed into the oncoming angry waves.

    kill!  A lifetime of extraordinary achievements!

    die!  How dare the barbarians show their arrogance!

    It¡¯s like a lion rushing into a pack of wolves, with snow and blood flying, one figure after another, dragging the wail and nostalgia of life, rolling down. The seven lions passed by, and none of them was an enemy.

    No reservations, no fear of life and death, no pity, no self, no life.

    Amidst the screams and wailing of people, it was as if the sky was shaken. The cold wind suddenly increased sharply, and a sharp roar rushed over the top of the mountain and rushed through the valley mouth, bringing out a whistle as tight as a whistle.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the screams of fighting stopped suddenly. The cold wind blew away the swirling snowflakes, revealing seven figures, seven figures that seemed to never fall.

    Panting, panting violently, three of the seven people were half-kneeling in the red snow. All the furs on their bodies had been thrown away, and their tight-fitting clothes were in pieces. Although the wolves could not face the lion directly, they pounced risking their lives.  It finally worked, adding a lot of wounds to the seven people.  However, although the wounds stained their clothes red, they were not serious. The most serious thing was their physical strength.  Amidst the howling cold wind, all seven of them were sweating profusely. The sweat even soaked their backs and armpits. The violent breathing had restored the body's original desire for air. The internal breath control that was usually as skillful as breathing had now become  The extravagant hope.

    The Tatars at Taniguchi are regrouping and will soon launch the next charge. Although they have lost two hundred people and half of their troops, everyone can see at this time that these seven killing gods are at the end of their strength.  There is no such thing as benevolence, justice and fairness in war. All that is needed is to gather enough strength again to kill the opponent.  If you can kill a master like Da Hua, even if you lose everything, it will never be considered a failure.

    The Tatar leader obviously understood this very well. Seeing that enough troops had been gathered, he suddenly took off his iron-topped leather hat and performed a clan salute on the horse to the seven people who were gasping for breath not far away. This was  The respect that M¨¦ng warriors show to their opponents is usually only used in fair and aboveboard duels between grassland tribes, but this time it was used against the unyielding alien enemies.

    The Tatar leader put back his fur hat and gave loud orders. The Tatar cavalry quickly formed a neat and dense formation. This was a way for the cavalry to attack the enemy's position where they were waiting. In this way, the concentrated impact of the cavalry would be  There was a terrifying improvement, and there was no longer that crazy shouting, but the same momentum of determination to die was the same.

    The cavalry started slowly and accelerated rapidly. This was something Zhuo Bufan had seen at Haishan Pass. In this era, this was the most oppressive and terrifying force on the battlefield, with almost no disadvantage.

    The seven people slowly stood up and raised their chests. The hands holding the weapons in their hands were shaking uncontrollably due to the lack of strength, but suddenly there was peace in their hearts, and a sense of relaxation surged throughout their bodies.

    So, come on.

    The cavalry slowly charged and accelerated. On the opposite side, behind the figures of seven people, a hawk-like scream suddenly came from the wind and snow in the sky, "Hiss~", and as a figure shot out like an arrow, the Tatar soldiers seemed to be real  The whistling sound of arrows piercing the air was heard.

    Immediately, the Tatar soldiers saw an incredible scene. A slightly frail figure, a human figure, actually flew straight from mid-air like an eagle.  Oh my gosh, it really flies.  Is this really a deity descending to earth? Looking at this posture, I am afraid that he is probably a deity from the Chinese Han people.

    For a moment, the Tatar cavalry suddenly appeared. The vanguard in front slowed down their mounts, and those behind did not have time to control the speed. Once the dense cavalry attack formation appeared, the consequences would be quite serious.  In addition, the Tatar leader was also stunned when he saw the figure in the air and failed to give instructions in time. The cavalry finally fell into irreversible chaos.

    The horses in front and behind tried their best to avoidWith a life-threatening impact, the distance between the left and right, which was controlled by skilled riding skills, was also out of control, and the horses' hooves clashed, causing an even bigger h¨²nlu¨¤n.

    Just when the Tatars fell into chaos, the flying figure had already passed over the seven people. It seemed to be slow but in fact it landed quickly between the cavalry and the seven Dahua masters. At this time, the figure in the air had already  The appearance is just that of a flower that has gone and returned.

    When a flower was still as high as a person from the ground, his hands suddenly moved to the left and right, just like a goddess scattering flowers. Countless silver lilies as small as cows' hatches rushed into the crowd. In the wind and snow, such tiny embroidery needles  It was completely undetectable, just like a handful of water poured into a pond, it disappeared in an instant.

    Just when he was about to land, a flower tipped his right toe, and a wooden cavalry shield unique to the Tatar soldiers quietly hit the snow under the cover of his flying clothes and disappeared without a trace.

    Suddenly, the h¨²nlu¨¤n front line of the Tatar soldiers calmed down strangely. The more than 20 Tatar soldiers suddenly stopped all their movements. After a pause, the mounts under them began to stir uneasily. This time, thump thump thump, thump thump, thump thump,  More than 20 Tatar cavalrymen fell directly under their horses, still maintaining their original movements. Even if they were trampled by their own horses, they did not make the slightest sound.

    At this moment, the remaining Tatar soldiers shuddered in unison, holding on to the reins with their hands, and the scene quickly became quiet. No blood was seen or screams were heard. They just raised their hands and more than twenty people  It became like this. Judging from the situation, he thought he was dead.

    A branch of hu¨¡ seemed to be slowly descending from the sky, landing softly on the ground, stepping on the invisible edge of the round shield driven into the ground. In this way, it was as if the whole body had no weight at all, and it was accumulated in this place.  There was no sinking in the snow at all. Not only that, a ray of light came from behind and passed through the soles of the shoes. It was as if the whole person was standing in the void through thin air.  Moreover, although he was dressed in men's clothing, he had a slender look on his face, a beautiful skin, and a pair of orchid hua hands crossed in front of his chest, but he didn't look like a man at all. Coupled with this incredible background, for a moment, a kind of  A strange and coquettish atmosphere arose spontaneously, and even the cold wind and snow seemed to become even colder and gloomier.

    When the Tatar soldiers saw this scene, they shuddered again. Some of their mounts were already pacing backwards involuntarily, just because there was no order from the leader, and military orders provided them with the only strength.

    Suddenly, the rapid sound of horse hooves came from behind the cavalry. The Tatar soldiers looked back and saw that the leader and several of his men had rushed out of the valley mouth and ran away.

    Wow!  Just like a drop of water dripping from the oil pan, the Tatar soldiers shouted, turned their horses' heads one after another, and rushed towards the mouth of the valley. In just a few breaths, the originally crowded valley mouth was empty, and a lonely horse lost its owner.  The horse neighed and followed the group and rushed out of the valley entrance.

    The messy hoof prints all over the ground extended into the valley, and the white snow suddenly turned red, and then, there were corpses and limbs still slowly flowing with blood all over the ground.  On the blood-red snow, the seven masters looked at the back of a flower in front of them. They just said "thank you" with difficulty, and then they all sat down on the ground with a plop, letting the blood-squeezed ground push them away.  The blood-red clothes were dyed even redder.

    But Yi Hua relaxed his shoulders, he breathed a long sigh of relief, took off the shield, and his feet immediately fell into the snow and lost the soles of his feet. It is said that there are no traces when stepping on the snow, but even Yi Yi Hua can't do it. I'm afraid I can do it.  The one who arrived must be a demigod.  If it weren't for that shield, how could he have swept across the sky? The final effect of the void was good, but this was the idea of ??the cunning boy hiding at the top of the mountain.

    "Wow, kaka~~", when Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Zhuo Bufan came out from behind the hilltop and ran straight down with a proud dance. At this time, he showed his youthful nature again and celebrated for his clever plan.  .  Suddenly, I felt extremely happy and sad. When I went down the mountain, it was snow again. My steps slipped and I somersaulted down. I was on my head and feet. I rushed all the way to the bottom of the mountain and came to the side of everyone before stopping. I almost kissed a Tatar who refused to die in peace.

    ?????????????? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the seven masters have already lost their strength and cannot come to the rescue, so they can only smile secretly and start to adjust their breath.  Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at a flower that covered his mouth with a chuckle, and quickly regained the mental state of a victorious general.  In the valley, there are still more than a dozen corpses of Tatars lying, and those dozen prairie horses will make the future trip much more enjoyable.

    With the horse, Zhuo Bufan and his party no longer have to worry about the itinerary, but the little bell in the dark compartment of the awning boat, which has been bored for many days, will be difficult to bear.  The body of the ship boss has been disposed of, but the blood stains in the ship are still there. The blood stains on his body and face have dried, which is very uncomfortable. Moreover, the blood and stench are unbearable.  Suddenly, two lines of tears rolled down silently. At this moment, Xiao Lingdang missed her so much.Control yourself and control your brother freely.

    Alerted by the sound of reeds outside the boat, Yan Shiba and Mu Liangzi were on guard for a while, but did not hear any other sounds. They cautiously stretched out their heads, but did not see a single figure. After a while, they finally finally  Relax.

    It was already evening, and they could not sail at night because they would have to light up the lights.  After anchoring the boat on the shore, Yan Shiba and Mu Liangzi came out of the cabin and prepared to cook some food in the water stove on the bow. Just as they started to light the fire, a figure suddenly appeared beside the boat. He was not alive at all. He was following the man who got up.  The two faced each other.
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