123. The Battle of the Frontline
Do you have what it takes?
Hearing this, Liuyun's eyes were full of coldness, and he dared to be stiff-mouthed when he died.
"Guards, give it to me!"
Rise!
As soon as the words fell, several phantoms flashed behind Liuyun, and at the same time they appeared, they rushed towards Yang Mucheng against the wall. These phantoms, shuttling back and forth in the shadows of the valley, perfectly concealed their bodies and breaths, like poisonous snakes inhabiting the darkness.
There are a total of thirteen members of the pro-guards, all of whom are orphans collected by Liuyun from the country. These orphans have been subjected to various trials since childhood, honing killer tricks on the edge of life and death. What he does best is assassination!
These thirteen people shot together, even if they were strong in the horizontal refinement, they could also be killed!
"Team Jingu, give it to me!"
Behind Liuyun, more than a dozen people stood up again. These more than ten warriors are all carrying a giant bow that is one person high, and their right arm is obviously larger than an ordinary person's arm, and they are obviously sharpshooters who wear Yang in a hundred steps.
Moreover, their breath is long and long, like an old turtle, and it is the cultivation of the Tongmai Grandmaster. A martial artist of this kind of cultivation will be able to use all his strength to shoot an arrow, even if he is a strong person who refines himself, he is afraid that he will also be killed in an instant!
Rise!
Just when these two groups of people attacked in unison, Liuyun took action in person.
"This ......"
The soldiers around them changed color one after another.
Liuyun, the pro-guards, and the Shengong team, these three waves shot together, not to mention that Yang Mucheng was only in the early stage of the horizontal refinement, even if he was a mid-stage cultivator, he had to die here. Once Liuyun led these two squads, ambushed three mid-stage martial artists, and killed them on the spot!
"This little emperor is dead!"
Such a thought suddenly appeared in the hearts of the surrounding soldiers.
"No matter how high his cultivation is, he can't withstand these three waves of tidal bombardment! It's just that I don't know how long he can hold out?"
Thinking to themselves, the crowd looked ahead.
Sou!
Eighteen feathered arrows were the first to arrive. These feathered arrows are canine barbed arrows, and they are made of metal. Ordinary archers can only shoot ordinary bamboo arrows. However, ordinary bamboo arrows can't withstand the internal strength of the Tongmai Grandmaster at all, and this kind of canine barb arrow made of stainless steel, after being poured into the internal strength, even if the opponent is copper and iron, it will be pierced!
Moreover, these canine barb arrows are mixed with fiery gold stones, which will produce violent explosions when they are hit.
"Sky Split!"
Yang Mucheng used the thirty-six styles of true martial arts and cut it off with one finger. The sharp sword turned into a vast torrent, breaking through eighteen canine barbed arrows, and these feathered arrows that were bounced off hit the surrounding cliff walls, directly blasting out large craters several meters square on the mountain wall.
The four fastest assassins of the pro-guard team were directly stirred into the explosion, and their bodies were blown away on the spot!
"Yang Mucheng!"
Liuyun's heart was dripping blood.
His personal guard team has won all battles, even in the face of the mid-stage martial artist, he has never suffered such a big loss, and now four people died as soon as he made a move, how could he not be sad?
"Boom!"
The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and Liuyun let out a shocking roar, and the surging internal strength poured into the gilded tiger head gun, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into the gun in his hand. The divine soul invested in this huge internal strength, controlling this formidable gun, and blasted towards Yang Mucheng.
The golden spear, full of 18 meters, is like a comet in the sky, and the white rainbow runs through the sun, unstoppable.
The power of this shot, even the narrow rock walls around it burst into a 'crackling' sound, and endless cracks swept in all directions, like a landslide and a crack.
"This is the strength of the Horizontal Refining Strongman?"
"With this kind of strength, I'm afraid that I have already surpassed mortals and become immortals!"
The soldiers around were all shocked and dumbfounded.
"This is a yellow-rank mid-grade martial art, and the gun is determined!"
Some soldiers who knew this trick all gasped.
"The gun is fixed, although it is extremely consuming internal strength, but the power is extraordinary. General Liuyun once used this trick to severely injure a strong man in the middle stage of the horizontal refinement!"
"Yang Mucheng, the little emperor, is only in the early stage of horizontal refinement, and he is dead!"
The speed of this shot was too fast, too fierce, so fast that even everyone present could not catch it with the naked eye.
When they came back to their senses, they saw that Liuyun had already been nailed in front of Yang Mucheng!
Thundered~
In the eyes of everyone, the golden spear devoured Yang Mucheng in an instant, and wrapped him violently. The violent explosion sounded like a hundred artillery pieces exploding at the same time, and the more than 30,000 vanguard troops who were trembling were temporarily deaf at this moment, and they could not hear the slightest sound.
"Give me death!"
In the golden light of the gun, Liuyun burst out a hissing shout, and the power of the gilded tiger head gun in his hand did not converge at all. The power hidden in it erupted like a torrent, hitting Yang Mucheng's body and losing its balance, slamming him into the cliff.
The hard rock wall shattered at this moment, and under the power of this gun, it was as fragile as tofu.
Liuyun shot a shot, and it was actually born in this rock wall, blasting out a tunnel more than ten meters long and half a zhang in diameter.
Quiet!
On the first line, there was a dead silence.
Except for the sound of rocks falling in the tunnel, tens of thousands of people were silent, all of them were frightened by the shocking shot of Liuyun.
A single shot can blast out a tunnel of more than 10 meters in the mountain, is this still something that can be done by manpower?
"Are you dead?" someone couldn't help but ask after a moment.
"Absolutely dead! Even the rocks were blasted into powder, and even the mountain walls were torn apart inch by inch. Even if Yang Mucheng is a strong man, he can't resist this move!" someone nodded firmly.
"That's right, no matter how strong Yang Mucheng is, he can't resist General Liuyun's shot. Even if he doesn't die, he'll be seriously injured!"
Almost everyone thinks so.
The power of Liuyun's last shot was so powerful that it even made people wonder if he would be able to split the entire line of heaven. Even the powerhouses in the middle stage of the horizontal refining have little hope of being able to resist this move, let alone Yang Mucheng?
"What is this?"
Suddenly, there was a Tongmai Grandmaster's face that changed wildly.
Immediately afterwards, the warriors who were closer to each other changed color. Even the flowing clouds change color at the same time.
"How is that possible?"
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked ahead.
I just saw that the dust was gone, and the inner strength was gone. In the rock tunnel that was blasted out by a single shot, there was a scene that people will never forget.
A young man smiled, and the finger of his right hand lightly tapped on the gilded tiger head gun, no matter how hard the gilded tiger head gun was used, no matter how explosive it was, it could not go further. Even, the sharp gilded tiger head gun couldn't even pierce the skin of this young man's fingertips!
"Impossible!"
The clouds lost their voice.
......
The vanguard army, General Zuo Liuyun, the lone army penetrated deep into the Great Qian Kingdom, was introduced into the first line of heaven, and fought with the Great Qian Emperor for more than ten rounds. With all his strength, he couldn't hurt the Emperor of Daqian in the slightest!
30,000 vanguard troops, morale plummeted.
PS: Thank you for the two tips of the blue tears~