The strength of the ghost crying made Bai Luo's heart slightly cold when he was hiding among the officers and soldiers. One person against more than ten archers, not only killed more than ten archers, but also looked like they were not injured, this kind of kung fu, whether it is the rivers and lakes or the battlefield, is extremely rare.

But when I thought of it, there were still more than 30 people on my side. Everyone is in armor, all of them are well-trained, with heavy shields and big guns in front to defend against the enemy, and strong bows and crossbows in the back. Those Great Zhou warriors could naturally be forcibly defeated with their iron armor and heavy weapons, but Bai Luo didn't believe that the person in front of him could fight against them. A single sword, dressed in piece armor, no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be.

However, he didn't expect Ghost Cry to be really so powerful.

The ghost upstairs cried with a hand, and a throwing knife came down. Bai Luo's heart was startled, and he lowered his head suddenly, and there was a "bell" sound from the helmet, which made his head dizzy for a while. Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers hurriedly rushed towards him and raised their shields to block him.

And at this moment, Ghost Cry rushed down, kicked his foot, pulled out his long knife and jumped onto the handrail of the stairs, stepped on the handrail and slid down.

The arrows shot out of the battle array, and the Devil Cry blade turned, "ding" twice, and opened the two arrows that shot at the head and hand, and then, slightly adjusting the angle, he held his chest up and met it.

There was a clanging sound, and the arrows hit the chest of Devil Crie, and most of them were bounced off by the Iron Armor of the Soul, only one of them was lucky, and the shaft of the arrow broke, but the arrow pierced into the armor and hung on it. There was a slight tingling in his chest, and he was injured, but it was only a skin injury, not even a minor injury.

The arrows fell, and Devil Cry jumped up again, and the spear stabbed at him, and he twisted around to dodge a little, allowing the remaining spear to pass through his body, blood and sparks bursting, and he stepped on the heavy shield in the battle array.

Iron armor of unjust souls, those unjust souls can make the iron armor lighter, so that the original iron armor of more than 20 catties has become only more than ten catties of weight, and naturally it can also make the iron armor heavier, and with all the effort, the weight of thirty or forty catties is still there. plus more than 170 pounds of itself, as well as falling from a high place, and kicking again.

If it is the heavy shield hand of the Northwest Forbidden Army, it will naturally be able to withstand it. These perverted heavy shieldmen are more than eight feet tall and weigh more than 200 pounds, all of them are extraordinary, and they are famous Hercules wherever they are placed, even if they are galloping war horses, relying on their teammates and heavy shields in their hands, they can carry it, not to mention the ghost crying.

However, at the feet of Ghost Cry at this moment, it is not the heavy shield hand of the Northwest Forbidden Army, but the white soldier. Bai Luo is not a famous general, and the soldiers he trained are just dominant in a group of old, weak, sick and disabled Hunan troops.

Facing the ghost crying, it smashed on the shield like a weighing stone on a thin wooden board. Suddenly, in a series of exclamations, the shield-bearer holding the shield fell to the ground, and one of them was stomped to the ground by the ghost cry, and blood spurted from his mouth.

Taking advantage of their unsteady standing, Ghost Cry pulled out a short knife and stabbed them five times in all directions. Suddenly, in a series of screams, the three of them staggered back, and one of them fell to the ground with blood spurting out.

All of a sudden, the people around the Ghost Crying Lord panicked and hurriedly retreated. Moreover, the people on the periphery squeezed in, and the entire battle array became a mess all of a sudden.

Those spearmen wanted to stab, but they were blocked by the chaotic comrades in front of them, and the spears held high could not fall, so they could only watch anxiously. And those crossbowmen, they were next to Ghost Cry, so they had to throw away the bow and crossbow in their hands and pull out their sabers, but when people were crowded, the sabers were not easy to pull, and they were so anxious that their foreheads were sweating.

Seeing this situation, the ghost cried and smiled, holding the short knife in his left hand, holding the copper blade in his right hand and holding the long knife back, opening the bow left and right, blood spurting wildly, and screaming.

Seeing the ghost crying covered in blood and killing head-on, Bai Luo panicked and stepped back vigorously. Then the entire chaotic battle array, surrounding Ghost Cry and Bai Luo, all the way from the staircase to the gate, there were seven or eight people lying along the way. Ghost Cry was also more or less injured, but it was fine, and most of the attacks were blocked by the Iron Armor of the Unjust Soul.

Bai Luo's back hit the gate, and sparks burst out on Ghost Cry's body one after another, and he shouted and crashed into the two people along the way, and finally rushed in front of Bai Luo.

Bai Luo shouted loudly, raised his knife and cried at the ghost. The knife he used, like Devil Cry, was in the style of a military broadsword. This kind of knife has extremely high requirements for craftsmanship, not only flexible, long attack distance, but also not small power. However, there is also a weakness, that is, in the face of the situation just now, once the knife skills are a little worse, you will be at a loss, and you will not even be able to cut it with a knife.

Bai Luo's strength is not small, no worse than Yang An at the beginning, but unfortunately, he is not diligent enough in martial arts, resulting in insufficient swordsmanship. Although the slashing soldiers are extremely powerful, as soon as they encounter the complicated situation just now, coupled with such a master as Ghost Cry, they will be numb.

Now, there was finally no obstacle between the two, and his hasty knife was also light and fluttery because of the insufficient force, and he was easily blocked by the short knife of the ghost cry.

The knife edge rubs and sparks fly.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already facing each other no more than a foot. There were sparks reflected in the eyes of both of them, and Bai Luo saw the pair of long and narrow eyes full of murderous aura, and suddenly his whole body tightened, and his movements froze slightly.

With a turn of the blade, the long knife in Bai Luo's hand was uncontrollably pushed aside. Then there was a pain in the wrist, and the long knife fell to the ground. And the ghost cry has reached his side. Then, the dagger left his hand and whirled into the neck of a soldier. Then, Bai Luo felt a pain in his heels, and his feet were swept high by the ghost cry kick and left the ground.

Bang!

He slammed to the ground, and at the same time fell to the ground, along with the soldier with a short knife in his neck and spurting blood.

Two lightning blades, two spears were cut off. Then, Bai Luo saw the long knife held high, and the blade shone with a piercing white light.

His pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but shout, "No!!"

The voice echoed through the living room, and the cold blade paused at his neck. A line of blood spread, and drops of blood rolled out. The aftersound of the sound of "sigh" breaking the air echoed in the ears, I don't know if it was an illusion, the wound was unbearably hot, and a torch was stopped on the neck.

This knife came so quickly, obviously the ghost cried and didn't want to kill him. Otherwise, it would never have been possible to stop in such a timely manner.

A sharp arrow came, and the ghost cried on one side of his head, and the hat was shot down and nailed to the door. The ghost cried and grabbed the knife with his right hand, wiped his left hand around his waist and raised his hand, the white light flashed, and his mouth said "on", and an archer fell in response.

The rest of the red-eyed soldiers tried to rush through, but when they were glared at by the ghost, they were doused with a basin of ice water and came to their senses. Then, as if he had seen a ghost, he didn't dare to approach, but took two steps back. Bai Luo was sweating profusely, with a dry smile on his face: "Brother Yang An, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still so brave." ”

Ghost Cry looked down at Bai Luo and chuckled softly, laughing so much that Bai Luo was covered in hair, and at this moment his face was mixed with blood and sweat, extremely embarrassed.

Bai Luo gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Yang An, this time it was my brother's mistake, my brother apologized to you, and you forgive your brother regardless of the villain." Not long ago, my brother also heard the bad news of Brother Yang An, but I didn't expect that Brother Yang An's kung fu is unparalleled in the world and he escaped death, this is worth celebrating, please allow my brother to set a table for Brother Yang An, and give Brother Yang An a little heart, get rid of bad luck, how about it?"

"Not bad. The smile on Ghost Cry's face was bright, although it was still vicious, but it was not as good as it used to be.

Ghost Cry stretched out his hand, and Bai Luo breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Ghost Cry's hand and stood up. The ghost cried, "Now, you know what to do, right?"