Chapter 36 Duoercha

Fifty Iron Wolf soldiers each had a half-man-high long sword in their hands. As the horses charged, a single swing of the sword could see the human body as fragile as paper, breaking it in half and splashing blood.

The group of Jianghu righteous men all had Qinggong skills, but they were still no match for the galloping horses when charging on flat ground. They were also suppressed by Duoercha's momentum and vision, and had no fighting spirit. For a moment, they screamed and suffered heavy casualties.

If they were not too many, the fifty Iron Wolf soldiers would not have had time to kill them, and it was possible that the whole army would have been wiped out.

The slaughter completely frightened the Jianghu righteous men and also awakened them. They all fled to the rugged place at the foot of the mountain, trying to escape by relying on the terrain.

The one-sided massacre of the Iron Wolf soldiers was curbed, and the normal pursuit began.

There were about a dozen Iron Wolf soldiers who attacked the inn separately, and they happened to run into Meng Qi and others who were planning to follow them into the temple.

With a flash of cold light, Meng Qi was met with a long sword that slashed at him. The man was extremely ferocious with the help of the horse's horse, which made him feel that he could not rely on the iron cloth shirt to resist.

Even if he would not be cut in half like others, he would be disemboweled!

While running out of the inn, Meng Qi had been observing the details of the Iron Wolf Soldier chasing others, constantly trying to figure out how to dodge and how to fight back. At this time, he had no time to think about it, and the calculation in his mind had already been reflected on himself.

He ducked and rolled, and Meng Qi dodged the long sword like he was performing a ground-breaking sword. He rolled in front of the horse, and stretched out his sword, heading straight for the horse's hoof.

The handsome horse roared, throwing the Iron Wolf Soldier off the horse's back. Meng Qi jumped on him and chopped Huashan alone.

Dang!

The long sword hit the helmet, making a crisp sound, but the Iron Wolf Soldier's full body armor seemed to be made of refined steel, and Meng Qi's sword was not a sharp weapon. With a full-strength attack, it only cut a crack.

The Iron Wolf Soldier shook his head, as if a little dizzy, but his red eyes showed no emotion. He stepped forward and swung his sword mechanically.

Meng Qi used the Eight Steps of Divine Movement to dodge to the right. The Iron Wolf Soldier was slow to move and failed to dodge. He was slashed in the chest by Meng Qi, but he could only hear the crisp sound of metal clashing.

Meng Qi, who failed to succeed in his move, was slashed across his left shoulder by the Iron Wolf Soldier's long sword in return, leaving a shallow wound.

"I feel like he is more like a Iron Shirt practitioner than I am!" Meng Qi thought, and quickly analyzed the situation of both sides. The strategy chosen by Zhen Miao when he was sparring with him emerged in his mind. So he took steady steps, fully utilized the advantages of the Eight Steps of Divine Movement, and wanted to create an opportunity to attack the Iron Wolf Soldier's only exposed eye.

In this way, the Iron Wolf Soldier could hardly touch Meng Qi again, and roared, summoning nearby companions to form a battle formation.

After being tempered by secret methods, they are extremely powerful and can support heavy steel armor. They have no sense of pain and fear, so they naturally become killing weapons. However, their slow body is a fatal flaw. Therefore, Duoercha invented a battle formation composed of three or five people to make up for this with mutual strength. The effect is very good. Many famous masters of light skills were surrounded by the battle formation and cut into pieces.

However, this time, the companions of the Iron Wolf Soldier failed to come over, because Jiang Zhiwei was walking gracefully in the Iron Wolf Soldier battle formation. Every time the long sword in her hand was swung out, there would be an Iron Wolf Soldier covering his eyes and falling to the ground. Zhang Yuanshan defended like a rock, and occasionally counterattacked, and there would be Iron Wolf Soldier falling silently.

Qi Zhengyan fully utilized the characteristics of the Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists. The long sword was like mist and illusion, with cold stars. From time to time, Iron Wolf Soldier covered his eyes and fell off the horse, rolling on the spot.

Another weakness of the Iron Wolf Soldier is the eyes!

Meng Qi knew this very well, but compared with other people's long swords, his sword lacked the "skill" of dazzling.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, turned the sword, and slashed with the back of the sword, bang bang bang, and kept slashing the helmet of the Iron Wolf Soldier in front of him.

After more than a dozen slashes, the Iron Wolf Soldier stood there in a daze, the long sword in his hand was unable to fall out of his hand, and there were streams of blood flowing out of his eyes and other gaps in the helmet, and then he fell to the ground softly.

I can't tattoo, but I know the word "shock"! Meng Qi was secretly proud of himself.

The "four-man team" was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and soon killed all the Iron Wolf soldiers running towards the inn.

"Hey, where is Xiao Zi? Where is Hero Wang?" Just now, in the chaos, Meng Qi failed to notice that Wang Jin and Xiao Zi were missing.

Jiang Zhiwei kept walking and said, "Wang Jin took advantage of us to attract the attention of the Iron Wolf Soldier and entered the mountain gate. After Xiao Zi left the inn, I don't know where he ran to."

"No matter." Qi Zhengyan said expressionlessly.

Meng Qi did not object. He had no time or ability to find Xiao Zi, so he had to follow him into the mountain gate immediately.

Regarding protecting others, Meng Qi currently adheres to a concept, that is, to try his best to be at ease, and the main reason now is that Xiao Zi is running around.

In this regard, everyone is very tacit, and no one speaks again. While other Iron Wolf soldiers are chasing the chivalrous men, they flash into the mountain gate and go to the temple along the mountain road.

"Enter the Shaolin area, hold on until the last moment, do not leave the actual area of ​​Shaolin, hide in the mountains, and enter the temple as soon as possible." Beside the road, the fallen leaves fluttered and merged into words.

Seeing this, Meng Qi quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, in order to rush, he really had the illusion of life and death.

Going up the mountain road, corpses were lying, some were chivalrous men, some were Shaolin monks, and very few were Iron Wolf soldiers.

The four did not delay and soon discovered that the opposite hillside was covered with dark clouds and howling winds. The Iron Wolf Soldiers surrounded Duoercha and slaughtered the Shaolin monks stationed there. The previously chaotic heroes of the martial arts world had become very few in number and had mixed with the Iron Wolf Soldiers, including Wei Wuji.

"They feel like spies..." Meng Qi stared at them and said in a low voice.

Before Jiang Zhiwei could answer, Duoercha suddenly turned his head and looked at the mountain road here, his black eyes were cold and emotionless.

"There are also Xiantian." He said in a deep voice, and the howling wind came, clearly audible.

Jiang Zhiwei clenched the long sword, a little afraid, a little alert, and a little excited to hide.

Just as Duoercha turned around and took a step, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, a skinny hand holding a string of Buddhist beads, hitting Duoercha.

The palm was not big, and it was golden, but in Meng Qi's view, it seemed to fill his vision.

Above the Buddhist beads, layers of golden light appeared, and there was a faint sound of Zen in his heart.

The dark clouds dispersed, the wind weakened, and the dozen or so Iron Wolf soldiers in front of Duoercha suddenly screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

They could scream in pain without feeling pain!

Duoercha snorted coldly, and the one-legged bronze man in his right hand was swung out with a hurricane.

Snap!

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating a corner, allowing Meng Qi to see that the skinny palm hit the bronze man.

After the dull sound, dark clouds gathered again, the wind whistled, and raindrops fell.

Is this the peak duel of enlightenment... Meng Qi sighed secretly.

"Your powerful Vajra Palm is indeed extraordinary." Duoercha's voice sounded in the center of the wind and clouds, "It's a pity that you are old..."

"Amitabha, why don't you put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot." Xin Ji's voice was old and low.

Where the two fought, strong winds overflowed, making the surrounding armored soldiers shaky and dared not approach at all, and the nearest armored soldiers had all fallen to the ground, and their armors were all rotten into mud.

Jiang Zhiwei bit her teeth and suddenly said: "I will go to help Master Xin Ji! If Duoercha can be killed, the main task will definitely be completed."

This is an opportunity that cannot be missed!

If Duoercha was allowed to kill Xin Ji, he would likely target them, and by then, they would have no chance of winning!

Everyone understood this principle, so no one stopped Jiang Zhiwei, but followed her to help her intercept the armored soldiers on the road.

Meng Qi was very skilled, and he kept using the Zhen character to deal with the armored soldiers. Even if the accumulated strength was not enough, it would make them dizzy and difficult to fight. Qi Zhengyan used the 13 styles of the cloud and mist, wandering among the crowd, ethereal and unpredictable.

Zhang Yuanshan saw Jiang Zhiwei joining the battle group and joining forces with Xin Ji to fight Duoercha. He hesitated for a moment and approached. Although he was roaming the battle, he was waiting for a good opportunity to attack.

"Hey, Wang Jin." In the fierce battle, Meng Qi saw Wang Jin, who was dealing with the armored soldiers and trying to find an opportunity to slip into the temple.

Ding ding ding ding, Jiang Zhiwei's sword turned into a white rainbow, and her moves were exquisite and sharp, but Duoercha used clumsiness to defeat cleverness. The huge one-legged bronze man completely blocked Jiang Zhiwei's sword path, and every time the long sword hit the bronze man, Jiang Zhiwei's body couldn't help shaking. Obviously, her skills were not as good as before. If Xin Ji hadn't blocked most of Duoercha's attacks, she would have been crushed by the unreasonable bronze man's violent storm-like attacks.

Most importantly, with every attack of Duoercha, there was a strong wind blowing, which seriously interfered with Jiang Zhiwei and Xin Ji's vision and hearing. With two to one, they were still at an absolute disadvantage.

Xin Ji's face suddenly flushed, and it seemed that he couldn't suppress his internal injuries. He sighed lightly, and the Buddhist beads in his palm suddenly collapsed, exploding one by one, turning into a bunch of illusory Buddhas.

"All forms are neither forms nor forms, and all sentient beings are neither sentient beings nor sentient beings."

The illusory Buddha statues chanted in unison, suppressing the roaring thunder and the howling wind, as if a piece of pure land had been created.

Xin Ji's right palm turned completely golden, as if it was cast in gold. With a light palm strike, he pierced the one-legged bronze man.

Duo Er Cha's expression became serious for the first time, and he abandoned the bronze man and punched out with one fist.

Snap!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and wrapped around his fist.

Wai Jing had indeed surpassed the level of ordinary martial arts, almost like an immortal...Meng Qi was shocked by this situation, and then thought that he would have such a day in the future, and his heart was a little hot again.

The dark clouds collapsed, the wind subsided, the rain stopped, and the two fists intersected, as if time had stopped, with only lightning jumping.

Then, strong winds overflowed like dragons, Xin Ji spurted blood, his palms were charred, and he flew backwards, while Duo Er Cha's face turned pale and he took two steps back.

At this time, a sword light suddenly lit up, like the blue sky outside the sky, coming and going without a trace, so beautiful that it is difficult to describe.

"The sword comes out without me..." Meng Qi was a little dazed, and everyone, including the armored soldiers, was slightly stunned.

This is a sword move of the Dharma body level, involving the laws between heaven and earth. Even if Jiang Zhiwei only has a little knowledge of it and can't play it at all, there is a thrilling feeling of the changes in the key points of heaven and earth.

At this level, the moves, body movements and steps are useless. What you understand is the Tao, and what you cut is the principle!

It is precisely because of this that people with extremely high understanding can only have a little knowledge when they are at a low level.

"Ah!" Duoercha screamed, like a muffled thunder.

With this scream, a strong wind rose from the ground and surrounded Duoercha, and his left hand firmly grasped Jiang Zhiwei's "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword", blood was flowing, but he was like iron and stone, motionless as a mountain, because the tip of the sword had already pierced his eyes and could not retreat.

"Damn it!" He swung his right palm and hit the side of the Baihong Guanri Sword. The sword body suddenly bent, covered with cracks, and popped out of the eye socket.

Jiang Zhiwei's palm was cracked, but she held the sword tightly and did not let it go. However, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and her face was pale. It was obvious that she was seriously injured.

Duoercha's eyes were dark red and blood mixed with strange liquid slowly flowed out. The whole person pretended to be crazy. With one step, he was about to kill Jiang Zhiwei with his palm.

Although the level of "Sword Out of Selflessness" was extremely high, Jiang Zhiwei only mastered the basics and could not defeat Duoercha who was much stronger than herself.

Suddenly, another sword light lit up, like the hazy starlight in the night, ethereal and traceless, but murderous, it was Zhang Yuanshan who was waiting for a good opportunity.

Duoercha screamed again, and was stabbed in the ribs by "Dark Sky and Dark Earth". He stood up bravely, waved his sleeves, and knocked Zhang Yuanshan out.

Zhang Yuanshan vomited blood, his chest was sunken, and he struggled to stand up with great difficulty. It seemed that he had no fighting power.

Duoercha hated Jiang Zhiwei the most and vowed to tear her into pieces, but just as he was about to attack, he saw Xinji returning with his palms as golden as Buddha.

"Hmph!" He thought about his injuries and turned away without hesitation, and the armored soldiers retreated like a tide.

"His injuries are not too serious. He will come back after he stabilizes. Why don't you all just disperse now?" Xinji said in a deep voice.