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Chapter 162 See Through

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    At the same time at this time.

    The remaining eight courtyards of the Ninth Academy were all facing the pursuit and killing of the Chijing army.

    A military general led several strangulation formations, and musketeers blocked the surrounding area.

    Once the impeccable army formation like flowing water is deployed, people will be involved.  There is absolutely no reason to escape.

    Direction of Fushanyuan.

    Lu Yuanzhen, the head of the hospital, had no hope of escaping, but was blocked by the generals, and was abruptly hacked to death by three army formations composed of three knives.

    One of Lu Yuanzhen's two disciples died and the other surrendered.

    ? Jiang Lin, the head of the Jiujiang Academy, was furious and tried his best to break up an army formation.

    His two disciples surrendered.

    Zhu Min, the head of the Huaqi Institute, smashed the chopping knife and tried to escape, but was stopped by the generals, and then shot and killed by the spear-throwing army.

    The head of the Dilong Academy, Chen Yuan, was dead, and the remaining two disciples had no choice but to surrender.

    The branches and branches are easily broken like soap bubbles.

    Compared with the Chijing soldiers who are not afraid of death, most of the disciples of Tianyinmen are from rich families. How can they regard death as home and fight to the death.

    Seeing that the situation is not good, most of them will be weak by three points first.

    As a warrior, if you hesitate in your heart, you will hesitate to make a move, and you will lose your agility.  The burst of power will also be weaker by a few points.

    Without sharpness, even a martial artist may not be able to fight for the third blood.

    After all, the gap between the three bloods of martial artists is the strength of body protection.

    In terms of the power of a single attack, the power of the two is not much different.

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    Swish!

    The carriage compartment was severed in two by a huge swirling saber, splitting into two pieces up and down.

    In the carriage, Chidiyuan Du Han was calm and calm, avoiding the saber with a short body.

    At the moment when the upper half of the carriage flew away, he smashed into the wooden boards of the carriage and rushed to the left.

    "Run separately!" Du Han had already seen Chi Jingjun's malicious intentions.  On the way back, he mentioned to the two disciples in advance how to avoid escape.

    Now it just comes in handy.

    "Yes!" Yu Guanghan, the chief of Chidiyuan, and another female disciple ran away into the darkness separately.

    The treatment of their team is different from other branches.

    The one who came to do it was none other than Zhou Xingtong from the Zhou family who had been shining brilliantly before.

    Under the moonlight, Zhou Xingtong's terrifying figure of more than 2.5 meters stood erect like a hill.

    He was holding a steel whip in one hand, and was taking out a throwing spear from behind with the other.

    A row of five throwing spears was neatly carried behind him, and the spear tips were pitch black, with faint veins like tiny red blood vessels.  One can tell that it is not an ordinary weapon.

    "Want to run? Can you run?" Zhou Xingtong dragged his steel whip and walked forward slowly.

    "Zhou Xingtong, do you really think that no one can kill you?" Du Han was slashed by four martial artists and forced to retreat.

    He looked at Zhou Xingtong with an ugly expression.

    "I never thought so." Zhou Xingtong grinned.  "There are people in Taizhou who can kill me, but not in Xuanjing City."

    "Arrogance!" Du Han said coldly.  "If it wasn't for the head of the sect who was afraid of his hands and feet! How could he let you, a junior, be so rampant!"

    "Do you really think that Shangguan Ji dare not do anything?" Zhou Xingtong suddenly laughed.

    "What do you mean?" Du Han's heart trembled.

    "That old guy fought against the leader of the Chaos God Sect Guiyan Pagoda many years ago. Although he succeeded in killing him, he was also seriously injured. His injuries have not healed yet. Do you really think that he has such a good temper and can only endure it for so long?  " Zhou Xingtong laughed.

    "Before, he was well disguised, which made us think that his strength was not damaged, but he had some scruples and didn't shoot. But it was later discovered that his injury was not healed at all. It is not bad if his strength is half of what he used to be."

    "But speaking of it, after so many years of pretending and deceiving my teacher for so long, the old Shangguan is enough." Zhou Xingtong laughed.

    Hearing such a secret, even Du Han's heart was chilled.

    If this news is true, it can really explain why Shangguan Ji has been holding back all these years, and only made a move at a critical moment, not completely, but only a shallow display of his strength.

    No wonder Shangguan Ji remained indifferent to the battle between the Nine Courts and the persecution by the Lishan faction.  Instead, it has been acquiescing and giving up benefits.

    "At first I thought that the old guy still had a fight, but I provoked him."??Skinky slut.  You Muxuan laughed and said, "If you are interested, I will cripple her twice for you to play with."  "

    Immediately, a group of heavy armored cavalry screamed strangely, whistled, and knocked on their armor.

    A group of people stared at Wan Ling and Wan Qingqing more and more greedily.

    The more cruel the training, the more suppressed the self-desire and emotion.

    And the more repressed it is, the more violent it will be when it erupts.

    In many cases, the phenomenon of massacre and plundering of cities after breaking through the city is the intentional indulgence of the generals in order to release the depression of the army.

    For soldiers, beautiful women and handsome men are undoubtedly absolute luxury.

    Especially for beauties with martial arts cultivation, their bodies are tough, and they can definitely take turns to play for a long time.

    Wan Ling's pretty face turned blue with anger, but she still forcibly held back.

    "You Muxuan, do you think you have me determined?"

    "What do you think?" You Muxuan pinned the sword and shield to the side of the horse, raised her hands, and there were nine bright silver flying knives between her fingers.

    "Okay, stop dawdling and arrest people!"

    The voice just fell.

    Wan Ling Wan Qingqing rose from the ground at the same time, scattered towards the river on both sides.

    The rapid special effects unfolded, and the speed of the two of them was extremely fast, covering more than ten meters in one sweep.

    But they are fast, and You Muxuan is even faster.

    Several streaks of silver light burst out from her hands, like silver light beams, flying towards Wanling Wanqingqing with a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

    At the same time, rows of musketeers poured out from the banks on both sides of the bridge.

    Boom bang bang!  !  !

    The shotguns fired by the musket formed a wall, covering all the river surface tens of meters on both sides of the stone bridge.

    Wan Ling and Wan Qingqing snorted at the same time, being hit by a large barrage of bullets.

    Although the power of this shotgun is not enough to penetrate their body armor.  But it is more than enough to slow down the speed and delay time.

    The two of them were still in mid-air when they were hit by the barrage, lost their center of gravity, and deviated from the landing point.

    Then the flying knife followed closely and hit the bodies of the two of them.

    Boom bang!  !

    Two pieces of metallic silver light exploded at once.

    The flying knife actually exploded in a powerful collision, turning into fragments and flying everywhere.

    Wan Ling was alright, her shield was stronger and she barely resisted, but Wan Qingqing was a little weaker, and with a muffled grunt, she was hit by the flying knife fragments, and blood was seen on her back.

    "You still want to run? A joke." You Muxuan sneered, "Although I am not as good as Zhou Xingtong's monster, the supernatural copper skin, but with so many elites, even the two of you can't handle it. I am not so useless."

    As a bone-forging martial artist, what she dislikes the most is a woman like Wan Ling who has good looks and strength.

    "Continue!" She felt ruthless, raised her hand again, and four flying knives roared out.

    Huge bone strength poured into the flying knife, and in the night, a sharp and harsh howling sound erupted.

    "Qingyao soars into the air." Wan Ling turned over, stomped her feet on the water, and slapped her daughter Qingqing.

    With the rapid special effect and the powerful impact of the palm, the two separated at the same time, narrowly avoiding the shooting of the throwing knife.

    But the flying knife can be dodged, but the large barrage of hundreds of meters per second cannot be dodged.

    The continuous barrage was divided into three teams, shooting in turn without stopping.

    The strength of the bodyguards of the two trembled crazily, consuming a lot to keep them safe.

    But this kind of persistence will not last long. The impact force of the barrage prevents the two from escaping in time, and the huge consumption of energy makes them face fatal threats at any time.

    There is also You Muxuan, a master bone forger, with the bone-strength flying knife, if you are not careful, you will die.

    Poof.

    In the dark dense forest.

    Wei Heyi pointed at the forehead of the last musketeer in ambush.

    A total of 20 musketeers were caught off guard by his five-layer flying dragon kung fu plus rapid special effects. He poisoned them first, and then attacked them. They were quickly dealt with one by one.

    "The Musketeers of the Chijing Army?" Wei He's heart sank. Now that the Musketeers have come here in ambush, the meaning of the Chijing Army is obvious.

    This is a complete tearing of the skin, and it is going to attack the Tianyinmen.

    He picked up a musket.

    The body of the gun was not much different from the rifles he had seen in his previous life.  But those vein-like lines on the gun stock are a bit fantastic.

    "What is this?" Wei He reached out to touch these lines.  But felt a little bit of warmth.  There is even a faint pulse beating in the lines.

    The power of these muskets is good, but it is only good. For a martial artist, it takes at least three shots to barely penetrate the strength of an ordinary martial artist's bodyguard.

    This power is still in the power category of the three blood warriors.

    "Then why was that bone-forging martial artist killed by dozens of muskets?" Wei He recalled the rumor that Yao Hansheng mentioned back then, feeling puzzled.

    Boom bang bang!

    Suddenly, there was a burst of intensive gunfire from far behind.

    Wei He's heart tightened, knowing it was not good, he sprinted back quickly.

    Since there were ambush soldiers here, there must have been attacks on the side of the master and senior sister Qingqing.

    Wei He's face sank like water, and the five-layer flying dragon skill and the divine power of Whale Hongjue exploded in superimposition, and then unfolded with rapid special effects.

    His figure almost turned into a phantom, 30 meters per second, and rushed towards the direction of the stone bridge.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The power is good, but it is only good. For a martial artist, it takes at least three shots to barely penetrate the body protection strength of an ordinary martial artist.

    This power is still in the power category of the three blood warriors.

    "Then why was that bone-forging martial artist killed by dozens of muskets?" Wei He recalled the rumor that Yao Hansheng mentioned back then, feeling puzzled.

    Boom bang bang!

    Suddenly, there was a burst of intensive gunfire from far behind.

    Wei He's heart tightened, knowing it was not good, he sprinted back quickly.

    Since there were ambush soldiers here, there must have been attacks on the side of the master and senior sister Qingqing.

    Wei He's face sank like water, and the five-layer flying dragon skill and the divine power of Whale Hongjue exploded in superimposition, and then unfolded with rapid special effects.

    His figure almost turned into a phantom, 30 meters per second, and rushed towards the direction of the stone bridge.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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