Heavenly Curse

When a person's fear is amplified to the limit, usually there is only one consequence, which is collapse.

The special envoy originally from Luoyang should not be so uncomfortable, but he is not from military background, even in terms of will is not as good as those who fight, even the strength is only second-class, otherwise he would have personally killed Wang Tao waited.

At this moment, he watched Mu Yi rushing towards this side. All the soldiers were not his all-in-one enemy. Even the last guard of Yang Yan fell at his feet, and finally he retreated. .

"I can't die, I haven't been able to fulfill my adult's request."

"Yes, I must stay useful before that kid dies."

When he resigned his life, he would instinctively find a reason and excuse for himself, and then the figure looked at Yang Yan's words and finally turned away.

The moment he turned and fled, there was a clear anger on Yang's face. As the culprit, everyone could escape, but he couldn't.

Therefore, Yang Yan didn't even bother with Mu Yi any more, but pulled out the last arrow and shot at him.

The man from Luoyang did not even think that Yang Yan would attack him, and his heart collapsed, without any vigilance. When he found the arrow behind him, it was obviously too late.

"puff!"

The sharp arrow passed directly through the hind heart and emerged through the body.

"Uh!"

The man fell, his eyes clearly revealing a trace of extreme unwillingness, from Luoyang to Kaifeng, and then to Jinan Prefecture, he went all the way, but eventually died in the hands of 'owner', if I knew it would be so He will never come.

"I'm waiting for you." The last word in the man's mouth finally breathed.

And Mu Yi had been less than ten feet away from Yang Yi at this time. The people who had besieged Da Nu and Wang Tao rushed madly towards this side, and wanted to block Mu Yi. Unfortunately, it was still too late.

Yang Yan lost the bow in his hand, held the sword again, and stared directly at Mu Yi.

"The general has not lost yet!"

Yang Ye pointed his long sword, his legs were clipped, and his Majesty rushed towards Mu Yi.

"kill!"

In an instant, Yang Yan had come to Mu Yi, and saw that he suddenly leaped high, holding both knives, and chopped Hua Shan towards Mu Yi.

This knife almost tore up the space, like a bright horse, fell towards Mu Yi.

Mu Yi waved back the two soldiers who were standing in front of him. The years of bamboo behind him suddenly flew into his hands, and he saw that he did not escape, holding the years of bamboo upward.

"Ding!"

Years of Bamboo accurately point on Yang Jian's blade. Even with the power of Mu Yi, his arms can not help but his feet fall into the ground, but he also successfully blocked the knife.

Although Yang Yan is only the second-class peak, as a general, his strength is honed on the battlefield. His combat experience is extremely rich, and he is not afraid of death. It is far from the second-class peak on rivers and lakes.

Therefore, when he did his best, Mu Yi was not half-hearted, but he did not perform a rune attack, but fought Yang Yang purely with martial arts.

With a single blow, the years bamboo blocked the big knife, and then made a mistake, and went again towards Yang Yong's heart.

Although it looks like Zhunzhu is just a bamboo stick, it is easier to use in the hands of Mu Yi than any magic weapon. Especially Zhunzhu is connected with his heart and is almost one, so even if he does not have any subtle moves, it is enough. Break through cleverness with clumsy, break through complexity with force.

What's more, Mu Yi's mental and spiritual powers are also attached to it. Just that stab, Yang Ye felt only a numb body. The power condensed in his body suddenly collapsed, and his heart was terrified.

Especially watching that bamboo stick continue to point towards his heart, Yang Ye only felt a strong crisis covering him. This feeling has not been for many years, and the last time I felt this way, It was when he led his troops to suppress the rebellion and fell into siege.

But that time, he killed it stiffly.

In the crisis, Yang Yan screamed suddenly, broke through the blockade with his blood, and finally recovered his strength. Although he was in midair, he twisted hard and avoided Mu Yi's attack.

At this time, several soldiers saw that their general was in danger and rushed desperately, which also gave Yang Yong a breather.

Mu Yi turned around, and the bamboo in his hands kept pointing out, and several soldiers flew upside down, not even close.

Yang Yan fell to the ground, stepped on his right foot hard, his blood flickered again, his body showed a terrible breath, his eyes were extremely firm, and there was no shake.

"kill!"

The big knife swept across the air, clearly trying to cut Mu Yi back while Mu Yi turned around.

"Oh!"

Although Mu Yi turned his back on Yang Xun, sometimes his mental strength was better than his eyes. Yang Xie couldn't hide his every move, his body didn't turn, and the years had taken the lead to block the sword.

In the distance, as the big slave approached, the pressure of Wang Tao's three men suddenly reduced, and they also approached the big slave tacitly, and the two battlefields gradually merged into one place.

When countless attacks fell on Da Nu's body, it was useless, and when Da Sl was killed or injured in every attack, those soldiers finally felt scared and even hopeless.

Because they found that no matter how hard they tried, no matter what method they used, they could not add a small wound to the slave, and the slave also explained to them what was incompatible.

Even the three of Wang Tao were all shocked, and even the glances towards the slaves were full of enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, the three knew that no matter what their ideas were, they were still thinking about how to survive the crisis in front of them. They couldn't help but look at Mu Yi who was surrounded in the distance.

At this moment, Mu Yi seems to have forgotten that he still has Fuyu. Instead, Yang Yi and the surrounding soldiers are constantly greeted by a single bamboo.

Obviously, he regarded the battle as a trial.

The spear that stabbed from all directions, and Yang Yan who was waiting for the opportunity, undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Mu Yi. Instead of cutting the demon charm, he relied on years of bamboo to fight in close proximity. Although there were no dangers, but occasionally Will be forced to some embarrassed.

However, even no matter how dangerous, Mu Yi did not perform the rune again.

However, the advantage is that he completely changed his set of boxing techniques, exhibited them with years of bamboo, and became more and more skilled and more handy.

At the beginning, Yang Ye and those soldiers could still suppress Mu Yi more or less, but over time, the situation gradually began to reverse, and more and more soldiers fell at his feet, even Yang Ye also had One arm hangs weakly, the buns spread out, and the wolverine looks like a shawl.

But even so, Yang Xun did not resign in the slightest, always firm in his eyes, but to make Mu Yi look at him with some surprises, but that's all.

There are fewer and fewer soldiers around. From 500 people to 100 people now, if it wasn't for Yang Ye who always rushed to the front, these people would have collapsed, but even so, their warfare has been minimized. Point, just an opportunity, it will completely fall apart.

And this opportunity obviously lies in Yang Yan.

After killing several crazy soldiers again, Mu Yi finally no longer hesitated, and a five thunderbolt appeared on his left hand.

At the moment when he saw the five thunderbolts, Yang Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and he turned and fled.

He saw the power of the Five Thunderbolts before, and that power was definitely not something he could resist. Under the circumstances that he knew he was going to die, he finally chose to retreat. After all, only alive can have everything.

Unfortunately, Mu Yi did not give him this opportunity. How fast was the thunder and lightning, and at the moment Mu Yi was excited, there was a sky thunder directly on Yang Ye.

"Boom!"

This thunder, like the last straw, completely overwhelmed the last will of those soldiers, especially when they saw their general falling straight, and the battlefield suddenly stood still, and everyone seemed to be deadlocked.

"Dangdang!"

The next moment, weapons kept falling to the ground, some people stood there blankly, and some people turned and fled. It can be said that after Yang Ming's death, the battle was over.

Without the suppression of Yang Yan, they could not die again.

"It's over?" Wang Tao held his spear and tried to keep himself from falling. His body was covered with large and small wounds and blood stained his clothes. At this moment, he was already exhausted, but only when he saw around him. In the scene, he was holding back.

Although some of the surviving soldiers chose to run away, more of them stood there stupidly, and some even knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

Miserable? The answer is obviously yes, let alone Wang Tao, even the two guards behind him have not encountered it. Although not many dead people, this situation of knowingly dying is still Keep going up to die, even if they are both moving.

There is no regret for a general who can have such soldiers in his life.

At this moment, even the big slave is standing there. Without continuing to kill, the soldiers' attacks are unlikely to hurt him. Without heavy weapons and no first-class masters, he is almost invincible on the battlefield.

Mu Yi ignored the soldiers around him who had apparently collapsed and had no sense of war. Instead, he looked up into the distance and said calmly, "Come out."

The words of Mu Yi surprised Wang Tao and others. They obviously did not expect that at this time there were enemies on the side. Wang Tao, who was planning to sit down and rest, bit his teeth and tried to make himself stand straighter.

"It is true that the rumors of the rivers and lakes are true. You can afford it."

After Mu Yi's voice fell, a voice sounded in the distance, and then two figures slowly came out from behind a dirt slope. One of them was a Tsing Yi robe, middle age, and his face was not angry. It can be seen that it is clearly the kind that stands high and regularly issues orders.

The man behind him was a little younger and colder, holding a sword in his arms, and looked at Mu Yi with dissatisfaction.