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Chapter 129: Yellow Dragon Infestation Technique

A flame ejected.

It was like ash sweeping away, drawing an arc.

This kind of blow did not target anyone, as if it was just popping up casually.

The corpse soldiers were still staggering, advancing as cannon fodder without fear of death.

The members of the plundering regiment were mixed with corpses and were eager to try it out at Ding Zhengye.

Outside the post station was Abu Duna Shijin, the leader of the plundering regiment. Beside him, four people were guarding him.

At the entrance of the station, several archers tightened their longbows. Someone had already shot and had a second arrow.

Xu Maogong frowned and said nothing in the end.

This is a small flame that is not valued.

It also steadily landed on the silk thread control node that Li Hongru felt.

"Um?"

In just an instant, Abudona, the leader of the plundering regiment, widened his eyes.

Once again, he was hit accurately.

Compared with the previous invasion of the gangrene with bones, this time it is not a problem that can be solved by cutting off part of the control.

The many corpse soldiers controlled were like they were broken and they all lost control.

Not only that, this invasion has quickly pursued the caster.

In just a second, Abudona stretched out the soul-swinging bell he held.

"Bang!"

A sound like a collision sounded, and the soul-swinging bell that was good at controlling fell on the sand like it had lost its soul.

The bell was still the same, but Abudona Shijin felt that the bell had lost its proper luster.

According to the Tang people, his magic weapon was broken.

The red color in his hand seemed to be burned by fire. If he let go just now, this blow would probably burn directly to him.

Abudona Shijin couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

"A general who practices both martial arts and martial arts, can you be the Tang general Li Jing?"

A dull sound came from his throat, and then a figure emerged from the kitchen on the first floor of the station.

The other party's figure is light and sensitive.

Just a few steps out, he had already entered the archer area.

At this time, the bodies of many corpses on the stairs began to fall down like dilapidated cloth, and the corpses suddenly piled up in piles.

Several masters who entered the corpse soldiers were a little stunned, and the slumped corpse fell on them.

This made Ding Zhengye distinguish between man and corpse soldiers.

It is obviously a good chance to kill.

Listening to the humming slaughter and scolding downstairs, he lifted up his long sword and danced towards the corridor.

The sound of fighting suddenly sounded.

There are many muffled groans before death and loud yelling.

In the dark night, the wind and sand are getting heavier.

The torch had been blown out, the hay on the horse's house began to burn out, and was buried by wind and sand, and the flames gradually became smaller.

"kill!"

Xu Maogong shouted fiercely, his armor swayed, and several sharp blades bounced up on his arm armor.

He killed several unprepared archers and was already killing Abudona Qijin and others outside the post station.

In the dark night, he held the sword in one hand, like a tiger going down the mountain.

"He is Xu Maogong, the governor of Bingzhou!"

Compared with many demon-eliminating men and martial arts masters in the Tang Dynasty, the Khanate who came to Bingzhou to plunder were more familiar with the governor of Bingzhou.

If you make a mistake on someone’s territory, you must recognize this master.

Some plundering groups have many portraits of Xu Maogong in their hands.

Abudona Shijin opened his eyes wide.

There was fear and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This is a fight between stepping on steel wires.

The other party was Xu Maogong, but he was not Xu Maogong in his prime, otherwise he would not have been so cautious in his actions.

Judging from Xu Maogong's state during the killing, they have the chance to be killed by the opponent, and it seems that there is a possibility of killing the opponent.

If Xu Maogong's head is mentioned...

Although the Khanate kings are hard to praise, private rewards will not be less.

Just thinking about it, he was moved.

"There should be a big problem with his body. You must surround him, kill him, and kill him!"

Just as he thought it through, Abudona screamed.

He waved his hand and let the four people around him go into battle together, and he stayed a little further away. He waited until he found a safe distance and then he sat cross-legged on the ground.

When Abudona closed his eyes, a faint green light floated across his body.

"It actually condensed the soul!"

Xu Maogong and Ding Zhengye were extremely fierce in fighting and killing, which was too eye-catching, and Li Hongru felt that he was ignored.

Of course, this doesn't matter, and it can even be said to be the best.

Abudona Shijin might even think that Xu Maogong was breaking the magic.

Li Hongru squatted in the kitchen, listening to the crazy sound of swords slashing upstairs, and Xu Maogong's green sword waves outside the door.

He was unable to intervene in such a fierce battle for the moment, and he had no strength to fight and kill, so he had to stare at Abudona Shijin from afar.

Afar, a soul appeared on Abudonakijin's head.

"He is going to use his soul to do it."

The soul escaped and escaped from the limitations of the body, and the magic power used became greater.

Without my own care, my body appears to be quite risky.

This is a choice when casting.

After being suppressed by four masters of the plundering group, Xu Maogong obviously had difficulty breaking through.

The masters of both sides have already joined forces, and Abudona Shijin feels that he can cast spells with confidence and boldness.

"So far..."

Li Hongru looked at the area with swords and shadows, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

If possible, he would like to knock down this Hanzi with a stick.

But if the opponent is not allowed to cast a spell to hunt Xu Maogong in time, he will probably become a fool.

Ding Zhengye's fierce attack and killing seemed to have weakened a bit.

After being attacked by four masters, Xu Maogong was a little pale. He tried to use his armor and exchange for injury with the opponent for death, but the opponent seemed a little alert. Except for someone who was hit at the beginning, he repeatedly avoided it.

In the wind and sand, Abudona Shijin's soul had completely escaped from his body, silently chanting in his mouth, and constantly forming seals with his hands.

Li Hongru groped randomly, and the hard Jianglong wood around his waist was held in the palm of his hand, and he felt a little pitiful sense of security.

"plum……"

Xu Maogong shouted, then forced himself back and kept fighting in front of him.

If there is no rescue, he will have to retreat and make plans.

Li Hongru was very clever and helped a lot, but it was difficult to intervene in such a battle.

Ding Zhengye's fighting and scolding sounds continued to weaken in the post station. The opponent directly used his ultimate move, and his physical strength had fallen into extreme decay and could not be expected at all.

The fights of the masters of the martial arts world are mostly one-on-one, with one-on-one moves together. As long as the opponent is killed, they can survive.

But the battlefield is different, and you will die after using the ultimate move.

The survival rate of these masters on the battlefield is even worse than that of an officer who is a ninth-grade commander.

It is also one of the reasons why experts in the martial arts world have been unable to cooperate with the legion.

Seeing the opponent preparing to cast the soul spell, Xu Maogong stabbed his sword even more urgently and began to make the last wave of hard rush.

He kept stuck in time and waited for Abudona to wait for Jin's soul to cast spells, so he fled back to the post station to temporarily avoid it.

"Eat me a stick!"

After rushing along the wall for several steps, Li Hongru finally smashed the dragon-subduing wood in his hand as a stick.

His appearance shocked several people. Abu Duna, who escaped from the soul casting spell, almost wanted to take the soul back to his body.

When they saw the dragon-slaying wood roaring, flying past the gate of the station, and landing two feet away in front of Abu Duona, many people felt relieved.

Even if you throw a stick and hit someone, you can't reach the place.

Weak chicken.

A real weak chicken.

After a glance at the appearance and ordinary physique of Li Hongru, many people felt relieved.

"This kind of wood is so heavy!"

Li Hongru felt that this was no different from throwing a shot put.

It's okay to tie it around your waist, but it's quite laborious to throw this kind of wood out.

Not only is it not accurate, but it also lacks strength.

"Get out of the little trash!"

"If he dares to come out, he will slaughter him with one knife!"

Someone around Xu Maogong's master spoke up and scolded, and his eyes were even more vague.

"Being your grandfather is scary!" Li Hongru shouted.

He shouted, and his hands touched the ground.

Then he saw Abudona Shijin's soul bulging countless yellow sand, and began to rotate and wrap around like a python.

"Retreat quickly!"

Xu Maogong spoke with a muffled groan.

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!"

"Can't let him run away!"

"As long as he is captured by the Yellow Dragon trepidation technique, the gods cannot save him."

Xu Maogong had the idea of ​​returning to the post station.

He reminded him, and then he saw the four people surrounding him suddenly having a fierce sword. The sword was inseparable from the vital points and it was difficult to withdraw for a while.

"I must win!"

Li Hongru picked up a pair of bows and arrows, took a few steps back, and shot the first arrow in his life.

An arrow shot out crookedly. Before he could cross the fierce battle, the few people fell to the point where they were blown by the wind and sand.

This made the four people who surrounded and killed Xu Maogong feel sad.

Abudona, who casts the spell, also accelerates the casting speed after a false alarm.

The yellow sand kept rolling up and condensed, and the power of this magic became stronger and stronger.

In the flying sandstorm, his magic seemed to have gained some kind of gain.

"bundle!"

When Li Hongru shot his second arrow, no one paid attention to him.

But a stream of light did come to the darkness.
Chapter completed!
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