Chapter Thirty-Eight
Whoosh!
There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and suddenly a strong wind rushed towards Guo Xiaodao. The cold and faint light seemed to come from the Yellow Springs Hell, which was shocking and shocking, and it was almost beyond lightning, and could kill people in an instant.
Too sudden!
but!
"Cold arrow?!"
Guo Xiaodao reacted quickly and quickly squatted sideways. At the same time, he raised his left hand and the iron shield immediately covered the top of his head.
There was a sound of when!
A cold arrow flew over the next moment, hitting the iron shield and falling into a distance.
It was a thick and long iron arrow that was more than three feet long, carrying terrible power and speed, and could definitely shoot through armor with insufficient thickness. It was hard to defend against and was very terrifying.
"The strong bow and cold arrows of Beiliang are well-deserved."
Guo Xiaodao looked at the iron shield and there was a white dent on it.
Fortunately, this iron shield is relatively thick and cold arrows cannot be shot through.
Guo Xiaodao felt relieved after his eyes were taken back from the cold arrow on the ground. At this time, he swished!
Three cold arrows shot towards him one after another!
Dangdangdang!
All shot on the iron shield with extremely accurate accuracy.
If Guo Xiaodao did not carry this iron shield to defend himself, one or two iron arrows might have penetrated his body.
Guo Xiaodao raised the iron shield to protect his body. The iron shield was very big and covered his whole body. His short figure actually benefited at this time.
"I've been sniped! The people of Beiliang seem to have noticed me."
Guo Xiaodao pushed forward all the way, killing too many Beiliang soldiers, and immediately responded to the opposite side.
However, considering that there are many Northern Liang soldiers on the city wall and there are Northern Liang soldiers climbing up under the city wall, it is most likely that the opponent will shoot arrows wildly in this situation, otherwise it will be easy to accidentally hurt your own people.
"There should be only one or two sharpshooters shooting arrows at me above the castle." Guo Xiaodao narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up a blood-stained spear, thinking about something.
"I have practiced the elephant armor craft for so long. I wonder if my strength can throw this spear out of an arrow?"
Guo Xiaodao has actually developed some "strange power", but he has never carefully used how great this strange power is.
Guo Xiaodao turned over on the spot, moved to the bottom of the wall, and fixed the iron shield between the two sloughs, completely blocking his body.
Then, he took a deep breath, shook his right arm, swung his spear, and used all his strength to throw it out!
Whoosh!
The spear broke through the air and drew a beautiful arc, which was extremely fast and the tail end trembled wildly. Then, under Guo Xiaodao's gaze, it crossed the top of the castle and disappeared behind the castle.
"Ha, I've thrown it over!"
Guo Xiaodao was both surprised and happy. He really didn't expect that the strange power brought by practicing elephant armor skills was so powerful!
"Come again!" Guo Xiaodao was energetic, and then picked up another spear, aimed in the direction, and threw it out.
Bang!
The spear fell on the castle.
I don’t know if anyone was hurt, but after a while, no cold arrows shot from the other side.
Just at this moment, a Northern Liang soldier climbed up the city wall not far away.
Guo Xiaodao raised his breath, pulled up the iron shield with his left hand, held the sword with his right hand, and rushed over with great strides.
The Northern Liang soldier had just climbed up to the wall and was about to jump into the wall, a short voice swept past him.
With a bang, the Beiliang soldiers first stiffened all over, and then fell to the ground behind Guo Xiaodao. Blood quickly bloomed into a huge flower from under his neck.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Guo Xiaodao was like entering a state of no one, cutting melons and vegetables, unstoppable. He fought from the south to the north, and blood stained his short sword red, dirtying his iron shield, but there was almost no drop of blood on his body.
"Young Master, come quickly!"
Suddenly, someone screamed in horror.
Guo Xiaodao looked up and saw that there was no situation in other places where the Northern Liang soldiers were swarming up. The battle stopped, and only one point in the middle gathered many people.
Dozens of city guards and militias are besieging a Northern Liang army.
Guo Xiaodao rushed to the front, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
The Northern Liang soldier was burly and two meters away. His face was covered with terrifying evil ghost tattoos. He grabbed a big knife with his left hand and a fresh broken arm with his right hand. He raised it, aimed the wound at his mouth, and blood flowed down.
Gurgling...
Beiliang soldiers made a vesicular swallowing sound from their throats!
Zhang Dakui, Hong Gang, Zhao Feiyun, and three masters with good martial arts surrounded them in the middle. They all looked very serious. They watched the burly Beiliang soldiers drink blood, but they did not dare to attack rashly.
"Young Master, this man is Hei Muzha, the vanguard of the Northern Liang Army. His sword skills are extremely powerful and his strength is amazing. He has killed more than a dozen of us brothers." A militia from the Pingle Gang looked frightened and gritted his teeth.
At this moment, two soldiers guarding the city could not hold back and swung their swords at the burly Northern Liang soldiers.
Unexpectedly, this black wood made a move with his left hand, and the big sword of the horse was spinning in his hand, stinging!
The two defenders were cut off in half and their intestines were sprinkled all over the floor.
Suddenly, the sound of air conditioning sounded in the world.
"Hehe, who said he was strong just now?" Hei Muza threw away his broken arm casually, and his eyes were covered in blood.
When his beastly eyes looked at him, the encirclement that surrounded him suddenly expanded.
Hei Muzha's eyes fell on Zhang Dakui.
"That's what you said. I, Hei Muzha, don't eat the nameless person." Hei Muzha stared at Zhang Dakui coldly.
"My name is Zhang Dakui, and people in the martial arts world are called Black King Kong." Zhang Dakui was frightened and roared with glaring and stared at him.
"Come on, your meat should taste good." Hei Muzha licked the blood on his mouth and showed a hideous and terrifying smile.
Zhang Dakui swung his mace and smashed it over.
At the same time, Hong Gang and Zhao Feiyun looked at each other, and the two rushed out from left and right.
Zhao Feiyun walked around Hei Muzha, and the iron rod rolled up, whistling and roaring, hitting Hei Muzha's left face.
Hong Gang took advantage of the opportunity to get short and punched an iron fist, which directly hit Hei Muza's waist.
Zhang Dakui jumped up and the mace also slammed down.
The cooperation between the three was quite tacit, and the timing was seized.
"Three against one, I like it!"
Heimuza laughed loudly, changed his left hand to his right hand, and circled around him. With a sound, he swung Zhao Feiyun's iron rod, raised it upwards, blocking the mace.
Almost at the same time, Hei Muzha took a small step forward, twisted his waist to avoid Hong Gang's fist, and kicked his left foot with a sharp kick, and his sole was printed on Hong Gang's chest, kicking him backwards.
A series of actions were completed in one go!
Hong Gang rolled all over the ground, Zhao Feiyun's hand holding the stick hurt, and Zhang Dakui's mace trembled violently, which made his arms tremble, and he could hardly hold the mace.
"You Tianyue people are all young ladies. Just this little strength is worthy of being strong?" Hei Muzha looked at Zhang Dakui with contempt, "But your skeleton is very good, suitable for making big bone soup."
Zhang Dakui's scalp was numb.
"Get out." Suddenly, Guo Xiaodao walked into the encirclement, and the crowd automatically separated the road and allowed him to enter.
"Young Master." Zhang Dakui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his mouth tilted, and glared coldly at Hei Muza, then he stepped back.
Hei Muzha was stunned for a moment, and Zhang Dakui's last look looked as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Little beast, who are you?" Hei Muza glared, looked at Guo Xiaodao up and down, and his expression became a little solemn.
"A dead person is not worthy of knowing my name." Guo Xiaodao stood with his sword and said lightly.
"I'm looking for you to die!" Hei Muza was furious and the big sword of the horse was slashed quickly.
Guo Xiaodao's shoulders shook, and his figure suddenly split into three.
Hei Muzha's face appeared astonishment, and he slashed at Guo Xiaodao in the middle at a loss, but he slashed the sky with one knife.
Guo Xiaodao passed by him, and pointed the short sword with a slight white light forward.
Behind him, Hei Muzha's body broke from the waist.
The Northern Liang Pioneer Army was wiped out.
"Win! We won!"
"We defeated the Beiliang Pioneer Army!"
Above the city walls, mountains roared and thundered, and the sea was boiling.
"You guys, prepare ten large iron pots." Guo Xiaodao suddenly gave an order.
At this time, he was like the god of war in the eyes of everyone. With a command, no one dared not to obey.
Soon, ten large iron pots were built.
"Light fire and put the body of the Beiliang soldiers into the pot, and we will also boil the corpse oil!" Guo Xiaodao gave an order that made everyone's breathing stagnate.
For tooth for tooth, for eye for eye!
If you want to defeat barbarism, you must use a more barbaric way!
Chapter completed!