Chapter 37: Never-ending
Zhao Min said coldly in the back: "Most of these people don't understand Chinese, but you are talking in vain!" ”
"It's easy!" , Feng Xiaoxiao walked forward slowly, and said with a smile: "Then kill them until they understand!" ”
Emptiness led the Shaolin monks to rush out and said, "Your Excellency will open the way, and I will break the queen!" ”
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and flew forward.
A man in officer costume was wielding a scimitar and screaming in a flurry of voices, surrounded by a circle of people, none other than Ah Da and the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow.
The rest of the guards really stopped firing arrows, and the first team of dozens of people pulled out their scimitars and galloped on their horses, staggering into a scattered curve on the way, left or right, all with hideous faces, shouting in their mouths, and handing out the scimitar diagonally forward.
The whole team of knights came like a long whip full of blades.
The thick long whip, shining silver in the sunlight, pierced people's eyes.
This is indeed an extremely elite Mongol light cavalry.
They held their scimitars slightly flat in front of them, and with the impact of their horses, they could effortlessly cut the man in two.
And the slightly swaying blade can be slashed through the gaps in the armor and between the bones in the moment of misalignment with the enemy, and it will hardly make the horse under the crotch pause slightly.
Looking at the situation, it is clear that they have gone all out, and it is clear that they have regarded the enemy on the opposite side as another army.
Feng Xiaoxiao secretly admired, just looking at the cavalry in front of him, he could completely imagine the demeanor of the invincible iron cavalry many years ago.
Genghis Khan's battle turned to the world, breaking countless countries, destroying endless enemies, and unifying the Great Yuan.
Zhao Min's eyes lit up, and he said in a coquettish voice: "The sword color is radiant and sharp, unstoppable and rampant, vertical and horizontal, and the killing is immortal. ”
"I've heard you read this poem before!" , Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the iron horse that was getting closer and closer, and said with a smile: "It's clearly a sword light, so why is the sword color?" ”
"It doesn't matter if it's the light of the sword or the color of the sword, you can kill people!"
"Not bad!" , Feng Xiaoxiao used three points of soft force and seven points of rigidity, forced his hands respectively, and said: "I only kill people with the palm of my flesh, is that better to call the flesh light, or is it better to call the flesh color...... Ha! ”
The power of the pulse was launched with all his might, and he couldn't help staggering the scimitar and slashing flat, his palms dancing like the wind, and the knights who were close to him shot out holes one by one, bursting out of clouds of blood mist.
In a few moments, a group of cavalry, twenty or thirty people, all scattered into a pile of mud and surrounded them.
The knight leader sat on his horse with his scimitar in his hand, his eyes wide open, as if he was reminiscing, as if he was reminiscing, his eyes were full of thought, but there was no fear at all.
The blood mist is like snow, diffuse and roll, the wind blows the snow, and the fog disperses and dews.
Feng Xiaoxiao's face was pale, panting, and crumbling.
"There were countless masters in the Central Plains back then, how could we get in?" , Zhao Min sneered: "Once these guards are selected into the palace, they will all practice a set of cavalry charging formations, just like Fang Cai." It's just that several teams go out together, and the two teams attack together, like a surge, endless, specially used to besiege the master. Once targeted, no matter how good your martial arts are, you can only fight and die. ”
Feng Xiaoxiao recovered his breath very quickly, and after a while, he was able to stand up straight, but his hands were still a little trembling, but he was very grateful in his heart.
Zhao Min was sarcastic, but he was pointing out what the other party would do next.
At such a moment, it is indeed rare that she can still be so towards him.
The cavalry leader slashed the scimitar in his hand and shouted loudly.
Sure enough, the hundreds of guards quickly gathered into several teams, and the first two teams were divided from the left and right, like whips.
Feng Xiaoxiao shook his hand with a wry smile, and sighed secretly, the internal strength is not enough!
The staggered formations of these cavalry may seem scattered, but they can avoid tripping over their fallen companions or horses in front of them.
It's more like a sawtooth, and the cut hits, making it extremely difficult to dodge. Even if you use the power of the pulse, you can't dodge it all, so you can only use the soft force to unload the impact.
But that's a war horse galloping at full speed!
No amount of flexibility will be enough!
Feng Xiaoxiao struggled with all his strength to barely kill all the cavalry of Fangcai, and now there is not much internal strength left, but he has to face the left and right flanking and impact of the two cavalry, I am afraid that he will really die today.
Xiao Zhao was still young after all, hiding behind Feng Xiaoxiao, a little scared and trembling.
Seeing this, Zhao Min took her into his arms and whispered: "Sometimes it's a kind of happiness to be able to die quickly!" Don't worry, their knives are fast and won't be painful! For my sake, I won't insult the corpse, so you can rest assured, don't be afraid! ”
Xiao Zhao trembled even more when he heard this, his legs were straight and weak, if he hadn't been hugged by Zhao Min, he would definitely have collapsed to the ground.
Feng Xiaoxiao took a few breaths, continued to walk forward, and said with a smile: "Good martial arts, you don't have to be bold, but I didn't expect you to protect Xiao Zhao in turn!" ”
Zhao Min hugged Xiao Zhao and slowly followed, and said, "She's just a child!" ”
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, undeniable, just staring at the two teams of cavalry that were getting closer and closer.
Emptiness suddenly jumped to the side and said with a smile: "Seeing that Your Excellency is rising, the old man's hands are itching tightly, why don't you give me some?" ”
Feng Xiao Xiao's arrogance rose suddenly, and he smiled: "Okay! ”
Although he said this, he suddenly took a step forward, throwing emptiness behind him, and his hands from left to right, from right to left, kept beating back and forth, bringing up bursts of blood mist, and his body was also moving quickly in small increments, forcibly blocking all the impacts.
Between life and death can best stimulate people's potential, when the internal force is not exhausted, life and death hang by a thread.
Feng Xiaoxiao became more and more comfortable with the shot, and the speed was even faster by a few points, until the internal force was completely exhausted, and a touch of knife light came to him.
Emptiness suddenly burst into a loud cry, stretched out his claws and grabbed it, with a soft crisp sound, and his palm broke in response.
It seemed that time had slowed down, and the sword light was slightly paused, but it was still slowly chopping, and the eyes that were printed with Feng Xiaoxiao were getting brighter and brighter.
A woman flew forward and swooped forward, pushing the blade with the top of her head, she knew very well, only in this way could the knife light stop advancing, there was no fear in her heart, but she was full of regret, she didn't expect that she would die so ugly, she was really a little unwilling.
The two internal forces, one yin and one yang, suddenly poured into the dantian along the meridians, and Feng Xiaoxiao knew that this was the mutual stimulation of the two veins of yin and yang, and finally returned to qi.
It's just that the original internal force has been exhausted, so there is not much internal force used to stimulate the two veins.
Time seemed to suddenly return to normal, Feng Xiaoxiao grabbed Zhao Min's vest with one hand, dragged it backwards, and slapped forward with the other.
Silently, the chest of the person who controlled the sword light shattered into blood foam, and the blood turned into mist, shooting in all directions, and a few strands of black hair accompanied it, which was extremely conspicuous.
But the galloping knights are swarming, and death may only be in the next moment.
Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, but suddenly let out a loud voice, hugged Zhao Min in his arms, and slapped it sideways left and right with one palm.
The two long and heavy whips seemed to be burned by fire, and they kept shortening, and the speed became faster and faster, until they were empty.
Feng Xiaoxiao threw Zhao Min back, standing alone in the blood mist, as if he was reborn from the fire!
"You go first, I'll cut it off!" , Feng Xiaoxiao's whole body has been soaked in blood mist, only his eyes are still black and white!
Emptiness covered his severed right palm, pointed to Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao to the side, looked at the blood-red back in front of him, and shouted loudly without hesitation: "Protect them, let's go!" ”
The Shaolin monks had already lined up in a circle, rushed forward in response, wrapped the two women, and retreated sharply to the side.
Feng Xiaoxiao shook his hands, smiled, and rushed towards the roaring cavalry.
He only had one hand to deal with the enemy, so he forced all the internal forces of yin and yang into his right hand.
Who would have expected that the two internal forces would suddenly be entangled together, rotating violently in the meridians, and wanted to come out of the body.
Just slapped forward with his hand, and killed the cavalry who almost killed him with one palm, and the power was no less than that of a two-handed attack, but the internal force was only half of the original, just the same as his return speed.
What does this mean?
If he only uses this move, his internal strength will never be exhausted!
Is this still polite?
Feng Xiaoxiao soon brought up a long blood mist, and behind him was a long blood path.
The masters of the guards are still not afraid of death, and they are still one after another.
But the leader of the guards could no longer sit on his horse, and whispered something to Ah Da and the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow beside him.
A few people held their heads high and raised their eyebrows.
Since Zhao Min was kidnapped by Feng Xiaoxiao, they have been blamed and have changed from dignified princes to prisoners of meritorious service.
The little captain of the guard in front of him had been nodding and bowing to them.
Now he is arrogant, treating them as if they were little servants, and specifically instructing them to serve tea and pour water.
Even this attack was deliberately made for them to stand aside, just to kill Feng Xiaoxiao, and then humiliate them.
But now, this villain's subordinate guards were killed to the point of blood, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and begged a few of them to make a move.
Ah Da's originally distressed face had already unfolded, and he laughed casually.
The leader of the guards couldn't help nodding, and even climbed off his horse and gave his hands again and again.
He originally thought that he was just capturing one person, no matter how high his martial arts were, he could still block the continuous cavalry charge?
Even if a team of cavalry died in battle before, he didn't care much, the palace guards had their own set of methods to deal with the top masters, no matter how high their martial arts were, they would exhaust their internal strength and die in battle.
It was true at the beginning, this person's martial arts were far beyond his imagination, but after killing a team of people, he was not shaky.
But then he was stunned by the eyeballs, not only did this person not exhaust his strength, but he killed more and more bravely, faster and faster, as if it would not take long to kill all the people.
This made him where he could still sit still, and hurriedly lowered his breath and begged Ah Da and a few people to take action.
Ah Da then stepped out, waved his hand, and the eight heroes of the divine arrow opened their bows in unison and shot in succession.
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