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"Pattern."

One shot crossed two squares and settled on the chessboard. The soldier in the center was pushed out of the board and instantly turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

"Take you first."

The man raised his head and looked at the iron-colored Xie Tianyang on the opposite side. He knocked on the left side of the chessboard with two fingers, where there were two soldiers clinging to each other.

"Not only the other soldier under the muzzle over there, but also look here."

After the man said, he didn't move the cannon any more, but he picked up the car next to him with two fingers, and spoke lightly.

"Both of them are located on the car's offensive line. As long as you charge two steps in a straight line, you can take it all down."

Xie Tianyang clenched his fist secretly, and had no choice but to move the two soldiers over there one step, but in the next step, the man's back horse followed and surrounded the two regiments.

"Before the camp has arrived, the carts and horses are going together." The man looked into his eyes, "This time, how are you going to break?"

Xie Tianyang suppressed the urge to flip the chessboard. This chess game is a riddle from beginning to end. He hates riddles the most, but now he can only be turned around by this man.

The irritation surged, and he took another unnecessary step. When the chess piece settled, Wang Jian had already stretched out his hand and twisted his fingertips on the horse-character chess on one side.

"The horse starts to move forward and dashes for more than a thousand miles. The river is unobstructed, and it rushes into the enemy's emptiness."

He moaned a few words and smiled.

"Be careful." He said, "This is one of my most important things."

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At the same moment, in the inner hall, flying sand and rocks.

Debris and dust wind violently hit the face, and the three of them could not help but squinted their eyes, turning into a line of vision, the armoured legion appeared from the whirling dust and smoke, among them, hands The golden generals holding long swords and straddling stone war horses stand upright like a group of chickens!

Han Jiangchen and Jiang Ling immediately got up, holding soldiers in their hands, standing side by side facing the sand and dust on their faces, both of them turned blue.

When they confronted the enemy, they were still unclear about the identity of the golden man. But during this period of time in the inner hall, they not only saw the suicide notes of the Hundreds, but also the dossier describing the internal personnel of Daqin, and therefore they fully understood the identity of this army and this golden man.

General Qin, Wang Ben!

According to the record, this is the first Titan under King Qin, the son of the famous hand Wang Jian, who has broken the Three Kingdoms with his own power, and has been named "Man Tuo". There are hundreds of thousands of dead souls. His body is like a King Kong, capable of breaking the mountain. Allegedly, when this man was marching, Shi Feng was in the way, so he split Shi Feng with a single knife.

If placed before, the power of splitting the mountain will still make people feel that it is just an exaggeration. But after reading the history of Daqin, there will be no more doubts.

Compared to when he faced the enemy just now, the aura of this iron cavalry seemed even stronger. Under that pressure, they obviously didn't exert any force, but the ground under their feet had automatically cracked, as if they were being oppressed by a mountain.

Su Yuzhu sat down on the ground unsteadily. Although he subconsciously breathed, his lips still turned white.

For him who is a cultivator in the Qi refining period, this kind of recent oppressive feeling is completely irresistible. He fumbled to find his own throwing knife, but his fingers didn't seem to be obliged anymore.

In front of him, Han Jiangchen and Jiang Ling were in better condition than him, but they were already a little cold in their hands and feet, as if blood was flowing backwards.

They don’t know Wang Ben’s cultivation base during his lifetime, but based on his current performance, even if he loses his spiritual power and relies on his body and the remaining primordial spirit alone, this thing is estimated to be close to the level of a golden core, let alone him. This iron cavalry of his men.

Just standing there, the murderous intent is like a blade that has turned into substance, and they are like fallen leaves about to be blown away by the strong wind in front of them.

At this time, they regretted going to the file.

When facing this golden man just now, although they were also frightened and pressured, there was always a fearless fighting mentality of an ignorant person in their hearts. But now that he truly knew the name and deeds of this person, the fear really spread, and even the courage to face him was reduced a lot.

This is the general of that legendary dynasty, who really killed people in the troubled times. In front of him, modern people are like pet dogs to the Wild Wolf King, even if their cultivation bases are similar, they are incomparable, not to mention the fact that the opponent is still pressing them to a great realm.

The so-called one ebb and flow, of course their hesitation can't hide the perception of the golden man Wang Ben. He took a step, and the crack in his foot extended forward, reaching the feet of the three of them.

"Don't fight them!" Su Yuzhu shouted, his voice trembling.

In the sound of the dragon's chant, Wang Ben completely released his murderous intentions and fought himself. The moment it appeared, he had already smelled the strong yin spiritual power scent.

It's like being in the jungle, suddenly smelling the stench of jackals, tigers and leopards, how can it not make people frightened?

Even if he didn't say anything, Han and Jiang knew that they had no choice but to avoid fighting if they wanted to survive, but would the other party give them a chance?

Almost while he was speaking, Jiang Ling turned around abruptly, stretched out one hand, but did not attack, but leaned toward the slips on the central stage.

This is the property of the emperor. It stands to reason that the soldiers should not dare to destroy this kind of thing. If they take this thing with them, maybe the soldiers will hesitate a lot when they start their hands. This hesitation is precious to them. Vitality.

But she just stretched out her hand in the air, and she withdrew it like an electric shock. A few crossbow arrows almost wiped the back of her hand, nailing them to the wall in front, not deep into the palm of the wall—with the strength of the arrow. , Even if she reacted slowly for half a second, her finger had already been cut off by this time.

At the gate at this time, under the order of the golden man, a group of archers stood in front of the steps like a magic, with a crossbow bow in their hands; and at the same time, the leading group with short soldiers was impressive. It was stepping into the hall, blocking them and the bookshelves, and the sword was dazzling.

They were the guardians of this thing, and of course they would not be allowed to use it as a shield so simply. Or it should be said that for this army, making outsiders read the contents of this booklet is itself a kind of infringement and insult.

Stepping on the ground in bursts, the angry Yin Soldiers occupied the entire inner hall in the blink of an eye. The next moment the sword blades and the feather arrows flew together, and their sharp energy was intertwined into a murderous net, almost without a gap, the net came straight toward them!

"Ding ding ding ding—"

The icy cold blue light was wiped from the blade, Han Jiangchen stood up with the sword, and rushed between the enclosed groups of soldiers. The blade drew a long arc of ultramarine dazzling, just listen to the sound of iron. , Pieces of sparks bloomed on that long arc, and the attacking weapon was completely taken over.

That strength is not light, Rao Han Jiangchen was shocked to step back a few steps, holding the sword numb for a while.

However, the enemy was so dense that it would not give him any space. The attacking Yin soldier in the front had just been blocked, and a new soldier was immediately on top of the empty space in the rear, and it stabbed with a spear.

But when they rushed forward, Jiang Ling next to her turned her head fiercely, and there was a deep light in her eyes.

"Go away!"

With a stern shout, the Yin Soldier who was swept by her eyes immediately froze in place, Han Jiangchen followed her and swung his sword, the blue and white sword light flashed, the Yin Soldier's stone body was cracked, and the soul was cut by the sword, bursting instantly!

If it is not a spiritual body but a real person, then it must have been flying in the belly at this time!

But Han and Jiang didn't feel safe because of this. On the contrary, their nerves were almost broken.

The enchantment is invalid, and this hall is no longer safe. In such a small space, their staying here would only be a living target for crossbows and short soldiers.

Must find a way to rush out-but now, Yin soldiers have quickly expanded the encirclement in the temple, the only exit has been occupied by the army.

Jiang Ling wiped off the cold sweat on her face and pinched her thigh secretly, forcing herself to concentrate.

The Yin Soldiers had already cut off the possibility of them taking self-defense on the spot, and then they could only head on.

The essence of these things is the souls being refined. The theoretically most restrained method is the attack method of soul cultivation-fortunately, the power of the soul seems to be outside the scope of the forbidden method.

At the level of the base-building period, although her Heart Guarding Technique has strength but no range, she can't make a group attack.

What she can do right now is to release the soul power of the soul as much as possible and try to suppress these Yin soldiers.

Can the primordial strength of the Foundation-Building Soul Cultivation be able to suppress these thousand-year old monsters?

She is not sure, but even so, she must give it a try.

Jiang Ling acted decisively, stepped back half a step, nodded her forehead with one hand, concentrated all her thoughts on divine consciousness, making the sea of ​​consciousness surging like a tsunami, in which a black shadow seemed to flash past.

On weekdays, she tried her best to hide this power, but now she can't take care of that much.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable shadow in her pupils. The power of the invisible primordial spirit swept in front of her, and it impacted like a roaring ocean wave. The ghost fire in the eyes of the foremost Yin soldier flicked, as if it was suddenly touched. As if glued on, the action paused slightly.

Only at that moment, the blue and white sword light was passed to the soldiers.

Han Jiangchen violently alone, pierced a Yin soldier's body with a straight piercing, and then turned to drive the sword to split the one on his side. Before the opponent fell, he waved his backhand and stabbed the stone shadow behind him from his back. Put on.

He jumped up again, and the blade in his hand turned into a reverse grip. Taking advantage of the force of falling in the air, a sword plunged heavily into the ground, and the fluctuating spiritual power swept across the audience like the wind. The legion retreated half a step.

I saw the blue and white sword light rising and falling between the soldiers, wherever it went, a stone touched the iron, and the broken stone bodies fell under his feet. The scattered dust mixed with the blood on the forehead. For a time He seemed to be fighting alone on the battlefield of a thousand troops, walking in front of a group of corpses.

In fact, he is not alone, Jiang Ling is behind him.

Under the heavy pressure, she also squeezed the power of the divine consciousness to the extreme, and felt the flesh and blood under the heavenly spirit leaping suddenly, and her mind seemed to ache due to this.

With the help of the abnormal power in the body, she was always temporarily suppressing the first wave of Yin soldiers.

This is already a self-inflicted output, with this intensity, even if it does not dampen the soul, it will inevitably hurt the soul; even if it can rush out this time, it will definitely not be better without a ten and a half month rest.

But Jiang Ling had no time to consider these. She just stared at the army in front with bloodshot eyes, while protecting Su Yuzhu behind, while giving Han Jiangchen a chance in front of her, she watched the sword pierce into the army.

At the moment of desperate situation, he has completely exploded with all his strength, even considered to be super-level. The effect of the forbidden method prevents him from using flying swords and the amazingly powerful "Mirror Flower Water Moon", but with a single man and a sword, he actually cut it abruptly. Here comes a gap!

This is the opportunity!

Jiang Ling took a long breath, endured the pain in her head and drew her sword, stepped on her feet and jumped up, facing the hard-won gap, handing out a sword!

With the density of this group of soldiers, this gap must be fleeting. If you want to rush out, you can only open the gap at this time.

Thinking like this, she poured all her spiritual power into the sword, followed Han Jiangchen with a sword, and she wanted to take advantage of this moment to make a breakthrough.

But the next moment, in the gap of the unfavorable soldiers, a touch of golden light flashed in front of the formation as if it appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Ling's pupils shrank abruptly: Only at the moment when she leaped, the golden man riding the horse had already flashed to them at some point, and was in the gap that was hard to break.

In the next moment, I saw him raising the long knife in his hand, a cold light flashed on the knife, and then he waved it casually.

It's really just a casual wave, like a child waving a tree branch. But with this wave, the madness of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves swept over immediately. She was swept by the wind, as if being slapped by a giant whip, unavoidably knowing what was wrong. There was a fishy smell in it.

At the moment of imbalance, she caught a few crossbows from the front in her peripheral light, and those dazzling arrows were all locked on her body!

The string rang loudly, and several energies split the twilight—they were a few two-finger-wide feather swords, but the speed and momentum they shot were as fierce as a row of bullets!

When the murderous intent came, Jiang Ling swiftly raised the sword in front of her, and several feather arrows were blocked by her, but there was still one that pierced her thigh, and the arrow passed through her leg. He carried blood drops and nailed it to the ground behind, and sprinkled a thin line of blood along the road.

With a cry of pain, Han Jiangchen, who was struggling with the Yin soldiers in front of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, turned his head sharply, and just saw Jiang Ling plummeting to the ground from the air, with blood pouring from the thighs he was holding with his hands. .

She didn't dare to delay the life-and-death vitality. She hurriedly supported the moment she touched the ground, but the arrow just now might have torn the muscles and tendons together, making her only half kneeling on the ground, and she just barely raised her hand to support it. But suddenly stopped.

The inexplicable sense of being locked confined her whole body, and even twisting her neck seemed to exhaust her whole body. The moment she turned her head, a gleam of sword light was reflected in her pupils.

Only at that moment, Wang Ben, who was in the military formation, suddenly pressed down, as if squatting on the back of a horse. Then he slammed under his feet, using the horseback as a springboard. The tall and heavy stone body rose up like a big peng, and in one fell swoop passed the dense group of soldiers in front of him. Down!

At that moment, they seemed to be able to hear the roar of battle from the ancient battlefield, and the figure holding the long sword seemed to be the arrival of the **** of war. It is not so much an attack as it is a judgment of death. The moment a sword strikes, it seems to cut the mountain and the sea from it!

But now there are no mountains and seas in front of him, and the only goal of that sword is Jiang Ling!