The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 132 The Battlefield Is the Furnace

"hold head high!"

Zhao Qiu performed the lion's roar magic skill, and he gave a long shout, which actually resisted the shouts of 2 soldiers.

However, in the battlefield, one knows the insignificance of manpower.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Qiu's roar was covered by the shouts of fighting and the neighing of fierce horses.

Shaolin 72 unique skills, Wudang martial arts, five unique skills, and other unique skills are displayed in Zhao Qiu's hands.

"There are no dogs in the world!"

With a long shout, Zhao Qiu used a sword as a stick, and performed the last move of the dog-beating-stick technique "There is no dog in the world"!

When this stance was executed, sword shadows appeared in all directions, as soon as the strength reached, dozens of Yuan soldiers around were swept down to the ground.

"Great Demon Subduing Fist!"

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"

"Orchid brushing acupoint hand!"

After a while, Zhao Qiu had made 120 three moves, and each move was a different martial art technique.

But I saw his hands dancing like the wind sometimes, sometimes making swords, sometimes knives, sometimes turning into palms, fingers, and claws, the changes are endless.

In the huge battlefield, he was dressed in white, all of which were dyed red.

The hundreds of seven killer soldiers beside him were armed with thick-backed sabers, with a murderous aura, and they would drink blood every time they struck out.

Hundreds of Seven Killing Soldiers, like a triangular cone, the tip of the cone is Zhao Qiu, ruthlessly piercing into the crowd of Yuan soldiers.

I don't know how long it has passed, but even with Zhao Qiu's powerful internal energy, his hands are trembling slightly at this moment!

He is at the forefront of the Seven Killing Soldiers, and has suffered the most impact. Since the beginning of the war, he has been using various martial arts without stopping for a moment.

If you want blood, your hands tremble.

Even, even though he possessed the magic power of indestructible body, under countless swords, spears and halberds, he was still wounded in more than ten places.

With blood all over his body, he couldn't tell where it was stained by himself and where it was soaked by Yuan soldiers.

His internal energy has been exhausted.Sure enough, in a battle on the battlefield, either you die or I die, there is absolutely no falsehood.

"If you continue to fight, I'm afraid you will die from exhaustion!"

Zhao Qiu retreated with both feet, and retreated behind a group of Seven Killers, still panting.

Hundreds of seven killer soldiers, all of them had a murderous look, and the thick back saber in their hands was stained with blood.

In the air, there was a strong smell of blood.

Even though the Seven Killers are all powerful with swordsmanship, a quarter of their manpower has been lost at this moment.

However, with 4000 soldiers, nearly [-] have fallen.

Fighting on the battlefield has always been extremely tragic.

After a while, Zhao Qiu regained some strength and rushed to the front again.

While making a move, Zhao Qiu pondered: "The source of this martial art comes from the battlefield. Any fancy moves will pale in comparison to the killing technique!"

Many martial arts began to change slowly in his hands.

Go for the fancy and focus on the practical.

Every time he makes a move, the complexity is reduced to a simple one. With a simple move, the opponent will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Those fancy tricks that confuse people's eyes should be discarded or modified.

Countless martial arts began to gradually merge...

After another cup of tea, dozens of Seven Killers fell into a pool of blood.

However, Yuan soldiers suffered even more casualties, leaving behind more than a thousand corpses.

However, in ancient wars, once the casualties reached 30.00%, it was basically impossible to fight.Once it reaches [-]%, it will inevitably collapse.

These [-] soldiers are elite soldiers who have fought a hundred battles, and all of them are red-eyed.

"These Han Chinese are not humans, but demons!"

"Run away!"

Yuan Bing suffered too many casualties and collapsed at this time.

The remaining Yuan soldiers began to flee in all directions, even though the commanders of tens and centurions swung their knives at the deserters, they couldn't stop their fleeing.

This is the case when the army is defeated like a mountain.

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