Fifty Iron Wolf soldiers each held a long knife as tall as a half-person, and with the horse's charge, one swing of the knife could see the human body like paper, fragile and directly cut in two, blood splashing everywhere.
That group of Jianghu heroes each had lightness skill on their body, but even if they could rush forward on flat ground, they still couldn't compare to the speed of a galloping horse. Moreover, they were suppressed by Duo Er's aura and strange phenomena, completely losing the will to fight. In an instant, miserable cries rang out one after another, with heavy casualties.
If there weren't too many of them, it's possible that the fifty Iron Wolf soldiers wouldn't have been enough to kill them all off and the entire army would have been annihilated.
The massacre sent chills down the spines of the Jianghu heroes, and also awakened them, causing them to flee in all directions towards the rugged terrain at the foot of the mountain, attempting to escape by relying on the geography.
The Iron Wolf Troops' one-sided massacre was brought under control, and a normal pursuit began.
About a dozen Iron Wolf soldiers rushed towards the inn, coincidentally running into Meng Qi and others who were planning to sneak into the temple.
A cold light flashed, and Meng Qi met a long knife that cut across his face. The horse's strength was borrowed, and it was extremely fierce, making him feel that he couldn't rely on the iron cloth shirt to resist.
Even if you won't be cut in two like others, being disembowelled is unavoidable!
While rushing out of the inn, Meng Qi had been observing the details of Tie Lang's pursuit and killing of others, constantly pondering how to avoid and counterattack. At this moment, there was no time to think carefully, and the calculations in his heart had already been reflected in his body.
One short and one roll, Meng Qi dodged the long knife like a ground-sweeping kick and rolled to the front of the horse, his sword flashing out, straight at the horse's hooves.
A fine horse whinnied and shook off the Iron Wolf soldiers on its back. Meng Qi pounced on it, and Du Kai soloed Huashan.
Right!
The long sword struck the helmet with a clear and crisp sound, but the Iron Wolf soldier's full-body armor seemed to be cast from tempered steel, Meng Qi's crescent moon knife was not a sharp weapon, and with all his might, he only managed to cut out a slit.
The iron wolf soldier shook his head slightly, as if a bit dizzy, but the crimson eyes had no emotional fluctuations, stepped forward, mechanically swung his knife and chopped down.
Meng Qi displayed his divine movement of eight steps, flashing to the right side. The Iron Wolf Soldier reacted slowly and was unable to dodge, being struck in the chest by Meng Qi. However, he could only hear the clear sound of metal clashing.
But Meng Qi's move was unsuccessful and he was countered by Tie Langbing's long knife, which slashed across his left shoulder, leaving a shallow wound.
"He seems even more like a Iron Cloth Shirt than me!" Meng Qi's thoughts flashed by, quickly analyzing the situation of both sides. In his mind, he recalled the strategy that Zhen Miao had chosen when they were practicing together. He then proceeded to steadily and surely utilize the advantages of the Divine Steps of the Eight Trigrams, seeking to create an opportunity to attack the Iron Wolf Soldier's only exposed eye.
In this way, Tie Langbing could hardly meet Meng Qi again, and he let out a loud roar, summoning his nearby companions to form a battle array.
They underwent secret training, with boundless strength, able to support the heavy hundred-refined steel armor, and lost their sense of pain and fear, naturally becoming a deadly weapon. However, their slow movements were a fatal flaw. Therefore, Duer discovered that forming a battle array of three to five people could make up for this weakness, and the effect was very good. Many famous lightness kung fu masters were surrounded by the battle array and chopped to pieces.
However, this time, the companions of Tie Lang Bing were unable to get close because Jiang Zhi Wei was walking elegantly through the battlefield, her long sword flashing out with each swing, accompanied by a Tie Lang Bing covering his eyes and falling to the ground. Zhang Yuan Shan stood firm like a rock, occasionally striking back, and inevitably another Tie Lang Bing would silently fall to the ground.
Zhī Zhèngyán fully displayed the characteristics of the "Bǎi Biàn Qiān Huàn Yún Wù Shí Sān Shì" (Hundred Changes Thousand Fantasies Cloud and Fog Thirteen Forms), his long sword like mist and illusion, cold stars twinkling, from time to time an Iron Wolf soldier covering his eyes fell off his horse, rolling on the ground.
Iron Wolf Soldier has another weakness in his eyes!
Meng Qi was well aware of this, but his own dagger and others' long swords were compared, the "skill" of dazzling eyes was indeed lacking.
Suddenly, he had an epiphany and turned his sword over, using the back of the blade to strike, clang clang clang, continuously striking the helmets of the iron wolf soldiers in front of him.
After a dozen or so knives, the Iron Wolf soldier suddenly stood still, his long knife falling from his hand, and a trickle of blood flowed out of his eyes and other gaps in his helmet, before he fell to the ground.
Tattoos are out of the question, but I can get a seal carved! Meng Qi felt secretly pleased with himself.
The "four-man squad" descended like a tiger and quickly slaughtered the Iron Wolf soldiers rushing to the inn.
"What's going on? Where's Little Purple? And where's Wang Da Xia?" Just now, in the chaos of war, Meng Qi hadn't noticed that Wang Jin and Little Purple were missing.
Jiang Zhiwei walked quickly and said: "Wang Jin took advantage of our attracting the Iron Wolf soldiers' attention, and has already entered the mountain gate. After Xiao Zi left the inn, I don't know where she ran to."
"Whatever." Zhi Zhengyan said expressionlessly.
Meng Qi did not object, he himself had no time and ability to find Xiao Zi, and must immediately follow into the mountain gate.
As for protecting others, Meng Qi currently upholds an idea, which is to try his best and be at ease, but the main reason now is that Xiao Zi is running around wildly.
Everyone was tacitly in agreement, no one spoke again, taking advantage of the other Iron Wolf soldiers chasing after Jianghu heroes, they slipped into the mountain gate and followed the mountain path towards the temple.
"Enter the Shaolin area, hold on until the last moment, do not leave the actual range of Shaolin, hide in the deep mountains and enter the temple as soon as possible." On the side of the road, fallen leaves fluttered and gathered into words.
Seeing this, Meng Qi secretly let out a breath of relief. Just now, in order to rush for time, he really had an illusion of life and death speed.
Along the mountain path upwards, corpses were strewn about, some belonging to Jianghu knights-errant, some to Shaolin monks, but very few to Iron Wolf soldiers.
The four of them did not delay and soon discovered that on the opposite mountain slope, dark clouds were shrouding, strong winds were howling, and the Iron Wolf Army was surrounding Duan Yu's body, slaughtering the Shaolin monks stationed there. The Jianghu heroes who had been in chaos earlier were now scarce and mixed with the Iron Wolf Army, among whom was Wei Wuxian.
"They feel like spies..." Meng Qi said in a low voice, gazing intently.
Jiang Zhiwei had not yet responded when Duo'er suddenly turned her head and looked towards the mountain road, her black eyes cold and emotionless.
"There is still a prior heaven." He said in a low voice, the strong wind whistled by, clearly audible.
Jiang Zhiwei gripped her long sword tightly, with a mix of fear, vigilance and concealed excitement.
Just as Duer Cha was about to turn around and take a step, suddenly a figure descended from the sky, with a thin hand grasping a string of Buddhist beads, striking towards Duer Cha.
The palm is not large, but it has a golden color, and in Meng Qi's eyes, it seems to fill the entire field of vision.
On top of the Buddhist beads, layer upon layer of golden light emerges, with a hint of Zen sound resonating deep within the heart.
The dark clouds dispersed, the fierce winds weakened, and the dozen or so Iron Wolf soldiers in front of Duo Er suddenly let out painful cries and collapsed to the ground.
They can still scream in agony despite having no sense of pain!
Duo'er let out a cold hum and swung out with her right hand, which was holding the single-legged copper man, bringing a whirlwind with it.
Bang!
A flash of lightning cut across the sky, illuminating a corner, and Meng Qi saw that withered palm slap the copper man squarely.
After a dull thud, dark clouds gathered again, the wind howled, and raindrops fell.
Is this the showdown at the peak of enlightenment... Meng Qi sighed silently.
"Your mighty Diamond Palm is indeed extraordinary." Duer's voice sounded in the midst of the wind and clouds, "Unfortunately, you're old..."
"Amitabha Buddha, why don't you put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?" The voice of Xin Jie was low and hoarse.
The two men clashed, and the strong wind blew in all directions, causing the iron-clad soldiers around them to stumble and not dare to get close. The iron-clad soldiers who were closest had already fallen to the ground, their helmets filled with rotten flesh and blood that had congealed into mud.
Jiang Zhiwei bit her teeth and suddenly said, "I'll go assist Master Xinji! If we can kill Duo'er Cha, the main quest will definitely be completed."
This is an opportunity that cannot be missed!
If Duan's heart is killed by Xiaoyu, then he himself will likely be targeted by him, and at that time, there won't even be a single chance of winning!
Everyone understands this truth, so no one stops Jiang Zhiwei, and instead follows her to rush forward and help her intercept the iron-clad soldiers on the road.
Meng Qiwu's incredible skill was born from his cleverness, constantly using the "Zhen" character to counter the Iron Armor Troops. Even if the accumulated power wasn't enough, it would still make them dizzy and unable to fight. Qi Zhengyan then unleashed the "Bai Bian Qian Huan Yun Wu Shi San Shi", weaving in and out of the crowd, elusive and unpredictable.
Zhang Yuanshan saw Jiang Zhiwei join the battle team, and together with Xinji, they resisted Duo'ercha. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward, although he was in a state of plundering, but waiting for an opportunity to strike.
"Huh? Wang Jin." In the midst of the fierce battle, Meng Qi saw Wang Jin, who was dealing with the iron-armored soldiers, trying to find an opportunity to slip into the temple.
Ding ding ding, Jiang Zhiwei's sword transformed into a white rainbow, with precise and exquisite moves, its sharpness fully exposed. However, Duerca noticed that despite her clumsy victory over cleverness, the gigantic one-legged bronze man completely sealed off Jiang Zhiwei's sword path. Moreover, every time her long sword struck the bronze man, Jiang Zhiwei's body would involuntarily sway slightly, clearly indicating a significant difference in their abilities. If not for Xinjie blocking most of Duerca's attacks, she would have been overwhelmed by the unreasonable bronze man's stormy and violent assaults.
What's more, with every attack from Duo Er Cha, there would be strong gusts of wind that severely disrupted Jiang Zhi Wei and Xin Ji's vision and hearing, putting them at a disadvantage in the two-on-one battle.
His face suddenly flushed with a wave of red, as if he could no longer suppress his inner injury. He let out a light sigh, and the Buddhist beads in his palm suddenly burst apart, exploding into grain after grain, transforming into Buddha statues that seemed both real and illusory.
"All phenomena are non-phenomena; all beings are non-beings."
These illusory Buddha statues chanted scriptures in unison, suppressing the thunderous roar of the thunder and covering up the howling wind, as if a patch of clear land had been generated.
Jing's right palm turned completely golden, like molten gold, and with a light slap, he pierced the one-legged copper man.
Duo'er Cha's expression turned serious for the first time, and he discarded his copper man, punching out with a single fist.
Bang!
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and wrapped itself around his fist.
The scenery has indeed surpassed the level of ordinary martial arts, almost like that of an immortal... Meng Qi was startled by this situation, and then thought that he would have such a day in the future, his heart felt a little hot.
Dark clouds dispersed, fierce winds subsided, rainwater stopped, two people's fists and palms intersected, as if time had stopped, with only lightning flashing.
Then, a strong gust of wind blew out like a dragon, and he spat out fresh blood from his mouth, his palms were charred black, and he flew backwards. Duan Er's face turned pale, and she retreated two steps back.
At this moment, a sword light flashed, as if it were the blue sky outside the heaven, coming without a shadow and going without a trace, so wonderful that it was hard to describe.
"The sword is out... I am no more..." Meng Qi was slightly dazed, and including the Iron Armor Soldier, everyone was slightly stunned.
This is a Dharmakaya-level sword move, involving the laws between heaven and earth. Even if Jiang Zhiwei only grasped the surface of it, he couldn't fully utilize Wan Yi, but there was still a shocking and stirring transformation of the heavenly axis.
At this level of skill, physical movements and footwork are useless; what is grasped is the Way, and what is cut down is principle!
It is precisely because of this that people with extremely high wisdom can gain a superficial understanding even when their spiritual level is low.
"Ah!" Duoduo's mournful cry rang out, like a muffled thunderclap.
With this mournful cry, a fierce gust of wind suddenly rose and surrounded Duan Yu, while his left hand tightly grasped Jiang Yun's "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword", blood flowing profusely, yet as firm as iron and stone, unmoving like a mountain, because the sword tip had already been inserted into his eyes, unable to retreat.
"Damn it!" He swung his right palm, striking the side of the White Rainbow Sword, causing the blade to bend and crack, popping out of its scabbard.
Jiang Zhi's mouth was torn apart, but she tightly grasped the long sword, not letting it go, however, fresh blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and her face turned pale, clearly showing that she was seriously injured.
Duō ěr chá yǎn kuàng àn hóng xuè yè jiā zá qí guài yè tǐ huǎn huǎn liú chū, zhěng gè rén zhuāng sì fēng mó, yī gè kuà bù, jiù yào jiāng zhǐ wēi mò yú zhǎng xià.
Translation:
Her eyes were sunken with dark red blood mixed with a strange liquid slowly flowing out, her whole person looked like a mad demon, one step forward and she would have crushed Jiang Zhiwei under her palm.
"Jian Chu Wu Wo" is extremely high-level, but Jiang Zhiwei only grasped the surface and was unable to defeat Duo Ercha, who was much stronger than herself.
Suddenly, another sword light flashed, like a dim star in the black night, elusive and invisible, but with a fierce killing intent, it was Zhang Yuanshan waiting for an opportunity.
Duō ěr chá zài cì guài jiào yī shēng, yǐ bèi "hūn tiān hēi dì" cì rù lèi xià, tā fèn qǐ shén yǒng, xiù páo yī huī, jiàng zhāng yuǎn shān jī fēi chū qù.
Zhang Yuanshan spat out fresh blood, his chest caved in, and with great difficulty he struggled to stand up, seemingly having lost all combat strength.
Duo'er's greatest hatred was Jiang Zhiwei, she vowed to tear her into a million pieces. Just as she was about to attack, she saw Xin Jigui return, his palms shining golden like Buddha.
"Hmph!" He turned around and left without hesitation, the iron-armored soldiers retreating like a tide.
"His injuries are not too serious, he will come back after stabilizing, why don't you all just disperse now." Xin Jingshen said in a low voice.