Chapter One Hundred and Three Six Hundred and Seventy Men of the Xu Family
Xu Zhong was obviously not the one who talked about the rules of the world. He would take action when he saw the opportunity. At this time, he attacked him and knew that it would not work directly, just to compete for the initiative in the fight.
After Xu Zhong and Wang Wei attacked, Wang Wei's figure was still adjusting, and Xu Zhong's sword force had already come again.
However, Xu Jie never stepped forward and went to fight Wang Wei with a few moves. Xu Jie wanted to get angry. That day, he was sneak attacked by Wang Wei. Xu Jie had been holding the anger in his heart for a long time. He then waved two swords on Wang Wei, causing trouble for Wang Wei, and then he felt a little more angry.
People kept jumping out of the backyard from the sky, and as many as a dozen people, Xu Jie had already found a new opponent.
Wang Wei was forced to retreat repeatedly by Xu Zhong, and he had no choice but to think too much. Only by fighting the enemy with all his heart, Wang Wei was not very panicked. After a few hastily blocked, he exerted his strength and rushed out quickly, trying to widen the distance, regroup, and get out of such a situation where he lost his initiative.
At this time, Wang Wei also had a general understanding of Xu Zhong's methods, and even confident that he could defeat this man with one leg. As long as he sets a distance, Wang Wei is confident that his heartbreaking hand will definitely gain the upper hand. The advantage of heartbreaking hand lies in the fact that people have two arms, and people control their arms is more convenient than controlling swords through their arms.
The heart-breaking hand is not so clever, but it only depends on the use of hands to become a steel-like weapon, and can control it more easily. When facing the enemy, it is naturally more powerful than ordinary people who use swords. The best simple method is to grab other people's weapons with your palms, and the other palm can attack. This is why Wang Wei can surpass many innate masters.
Wang Wei, who was rushing back, suddenly stopped suddenly. The man who had already reached Wang Wei's back also waved his sword and came to block Wang Wei's retreat.
This is the tacit understanding between Xu Zhong and Xu Laoba. Even before facing the enemy, the goal has been achieved.
Wang Wei stopped suddenly and could no longer feel relieved. He frowned and his hands went forward and backward, blocking the two long swords that the soldiers often used.
The weapons like swords have many shapes and many uses. Jianghu Renma uses standard long swords, one is to show their uniqueness, and the other is to have the power of intimidation. Another reason is that many swords are designed in accordance with the method of use, such as the Lancet.
The long swords in the army are of a uniform specification of moderate length and moderate weight due to the convenience of building. This kind of sword is very common. Military men and yamen all use this sword. However, people in the martial arts world rarely use it.
Fortunately, Wang Wei's unique skill is this heart-breaking hand. He has two arms like steel. It is relatively not that difficult to resist two swords. If he gets other innate masters, he will definitely be in danger at this time.
"Old Eighth!" Xu Zhong suddenly shouted.
Xu Laoba glanced at Xu Zhong, and saw Xu Zhong nodding slightly, then he understood that he was short and attacked Wang Wei and left.
Xu Zhong came from the sea of corpses and blood. During this battle, the experienced Taoist was very experienced. He had two hands, but his hands were also disadvantages, but his hands were not long enough and his upper body was restrained, so it was difficult to care for his lower body.
Looking at Wang Wei again, he could only avoid the offensive in the lower balance.
Wang Wei knew in his heart that the situation would only get worse if this continued. Facing the attack of the two people, he could only compete for victory by coming out from the side and putting both of them aside.
Then he looked at Wang Wei, and his body was slanted to the side, ready to find an opportunity to jump out. No matter how he jumped, even if he rolled on the spot, he would not care about so many things.
An obese man waved a black sword, raised his hand and slashed his body, broke his body, and suddenly appeared in Wang Wei's field of vision, and had reached the direction where Wang Wei was about to avoid him.
Yang Sanpang obviously saw Wang Wei’s plan.
Wang Wei shouted repeatedly, his hands were in the air and his hands were shaking their afterimages, and he slowly moved to the other side.
One of them pulled the sword and stood up, accompanied by a sharp roar. There were two elite disciples in the air who had just jumped out of the backyard. Under the sword light, they had already landed and fell down.
Wang Wei was impatient and shouted: "He Zhenqing, do you want to make things difficult for someone?"
Wang Wei didn't feel that he had any deep hatred with He Zhenqing. Even if Wang Wei wanted to use He Zhenqing to kill Ouyang Zheng, the matter had not yet begun. At this time, the two of them really had no hatred forever.
He Zhenqing did not answer, but just held a sword beside him, and his eyes stopped Wang Wei, but looked at the disciples of the Heart-Sheng Sect surrounding him, as if they were demonstrating, even seeing who was going to step forward.
Even Wang Wei's words of name seem to have helped He Zhenqing. He Zhenqing, the Dajiang Sword, has been in the martial arts world for twenty years, so Wang Wei can't take it seriously, but how dare those younger generations of Wang Wei come forward to die!
Even a disciple who had fought with Xu Jie for more than a dozen moves obviously paused. He unconsciously glanced at He Zhenqing and his steps were also slightly retreating, not as brave as before.
There is no way for those present to see this scene. Tonight's enemy has at least three innate, and perhaps four innate, and a young man in Confucian shirt is all very skilled in martial arts.
The real situation is no longer comparable to blind confidence. The head Wang Wei was already in a state of turmoil at this time, and there was also a innate master holding a sword and not taking action to siege it.
Xu Jie saw the person who was unconsciously retreating, and his face smiled slightly, making him a little weird, and the sword kept chasing him.
Suddenly, a few feather arrows flew in from the air, with a faint sound of breaking through the air, and someone even fell from the wall with screams.
When Xu Jie saw this, he laughed: "Wang Wei, I have 670 men from the Xu family. Forty-seven people have come tonight. Do you need to order some?"
Wang Wei’s surprise at this moment was not to mention. He would never have thought of a boy named Xu who came out of nowhere. He had such force at home. He looked around and was angry and anxious: “Don’t be arrogant, do you know who wants to kill you?”
Wang Wei wanted to kill Xu Jie, but he was like an ant, and he ran into his face and crushed him to death. But there was another person who ordered Wang Wei to kill Xu Jie, which was King Xia Han of Wu, the eldest son of the emperor of the dynasty, and he was more likely to be the future emperor. In this situation, Wang Wei was forced to do anything to the east. Because Wang Wei knew that in the hall behind him, King Xia Han of Wu was inside. The situation was unclear just now, and King Xia Han of Wu was inconvenient to appear in Qionglong Mountain. Now, there are no concerns.
"Hmph, Wang Wei, you want the number of 670 people in the Xu family. Today, my Xu family came to your door. I will teach you the corpse on the spot. I will teach you that the Heart-breaking Sect of Qionglong Mountain will disappear from the world from now on." Xu Jie didn't know the details and couldn't care about so many. At this time, he would definitely kill Wang Wei. He spoke repeatedly, and wanted to disrupt Wang Wei's thoughts and prevent him from fighting with all his heart.
Chapter completed!