A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Chapter 50 Kill as much as you can
Jiang Ding glanced at the swarms of arrows flying out.

If it fails to reach the speed of sound, it can be avoided, and the prelude of these villagers' actions is too obvious, so there is enough time to predict in advance.

With a little step, the internal force of the whole body operates according to a specific complex structure, and the body passes by like a shadow, avoiding most of the crossbow arrows.

Step sword style!
There were only a few left that were inevitable. Jiang Ding drew his sword, and a flash of sword light flashed. Along with the shadow of the sword, the crossbow arrows broke into several sections.

"Shoot! Keep shooting!"

Zhou Kun was so chilled by the sight that he yelled repeatedly.

this speed.

It far exceeded all the opponents he had encountered over the years, and was unheard of. If he were to fight alone, he would not even have a chance to react!

The village leader hurriedly wound up the string, but it was too late.

Jiang Ding took the initiative to break into the dense military formation. In an instant, seven or eight long spears were thrust out quickly. Several capable villagers who had practiced ground knives rolled around on the ground, swinging the sharp blades towards their legs.

"Whoever blocks me, die!"

Jiang Ding shouted softly, but his voice clearly spread to the ears of everyone around him.

With one swing of his sword, seven or eight gun shafts broke and were thrown away. He took a step back and then swung his sword again.

puff!
The four human heads flying to the ground flew up, and blood sprayed several inches high, staining the soil red.

Before the soldiers behind him could react, Jiang Ding rushed forward again, his sword blade stained with white light dancing. The throats of the seven or eight village soldiers holding guns were slightly cold, and their bodies fell softly.

too fast!
In just two breaths, one step back and one step forward, eleven or two strong village members were dead, reducing their number by one-sixth.

The remaining villagers paused, looking fearfully at the young man in green shirt in front of him and the sword shadows dissipating one after another behind him.

Jiang Ding didn't care what they were doing, he only slashed into it with one sword, either moving forward or retreating, his figure was extremely ghostly, the sword light danced in it, and a series of blood flowers bloomed from time to time.

Fresh life fades.

No matter how the leaders tried to outflank him, they were still unable to surround him on all sides and could only let the sword light harvest him.

"It's not human!"

"Ghosts, those children turned into ghosts to take revenge..."

Many villagers became frightened and retreated continuously. The high morale built up from grief and anger quickly collapsed, and the dense military formation began to fall into disarray.

"Come with me!"

Knowing that he could not let this situation continue, Zhou Kun gave a low shout, holding a pair of heavy octagonal copper hammers in his hand, and defended himself from the surrounding forest of spears, and smashed down the hammers in succession.

"Cloak Eight Hammers!"

Jiang Ding cut off seven or eight spears with one sword, and just as he was about to slash their throats with the tip of the sword, he saw two pairs of octagonal copper hammers the size of watermelons falling, blocking the edge of his sword in a very systematic way.

Ding!
As the swords and hammers connected, Jiang Ding took advantage of his strength to retreat, only to see the pair of bronze hammers chasing after them relentlessly. He could only block them with his sword and retreated continuously.

"Second leader is mighty!"

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers' morale was greatly boosted, and they tried their best to block it with long spears and cover the flanks. The two masters of the internal energy realm even tried to cool off from time to time.

Jiang Ding was forced to retreat continuously, and soon came to the edge of the cliff.

"Kill! Revenge for the leader of the village!"

Zhou Kun roared excitedly, and hit the eight hammers of his cloak in succession, one after another, becoming more and more hearty. There was a vague feeling of breakthrough in the hammering technique that had been bottlenecked for many years under the pressure of powerful enemies.

Jiang Ding frowned.

If it were just Zhou Kun's pair of copper hammers, he would be able to kill him with one sword a moment later, leaving flaws all over his body.

But with the addition of the spears stabbed by dozens of nearby villagers, and the occasional remedies from the two masters, all the flaws disappeared, turning into a person who was far more terrifying than Lu Jingtian, Yang Dongsheng and others combined. opponent.

Jiang Ding, who was retreating, missed the mark with one step.

"kill!"

Zhou Kun's eyes shone brightly, and he roared wildly. All his inner strength and blood were condensed into the two hammers. The hammer light on them was almost insubstantial, and he smashed down on that handsome head like a mountain bearing down on him!
The other leaders of the village shouted at the same time, wielding swords, spears, swords and halberds, each wielding their strongest blow.

However, the deformation pause of the move that they expected to step into the air did not appear.

Jiang Ding moved lightly, as light as a bird, and fell down the cliff. The attacks with the copper hammer and other weapons were in vain.

"Archery!" Zhou Kun and the two leaders' expressions changed drastically.

shhhhh!

The leaders of more than ten villagers strung their bows and shot arrows at the same time. The arrows struck like locusts.

But I saw the young man in green standing on tiptoes, making the cliff look like flat ground, stepping on Thuja branches and rock protrusions. His figure dodged several times, avoiding most of the arrows, and the rest were easily blocked. .

After a few more breaths, he turned a cliff corner and the figure disappeared.

The villagers set up strings and shot again, but they could only hit a piece of miscellaneous wood.

"waste!"

Zhou Kun was so angry that he hit the rock hard with a pair of copper hammers. Sparks flew everywhere, and the boulder about ten feet in size shattered and rolled down the cliff. His eyes were reddish: "Let this thief run away, and I will go under Jiuquan." How can I face Uncle Lu?"

"The thief is too cunning, the second master need not blame himself too much..."

The descending tiger Langyi and the scorpion-tailed tiger Xu Erniang quickly comforted.

"what!"

A scream interrupted their conversation.

The three of them suddenly turned around and found that a village soldier holding a spear had been stabbed in the chest by an arrow. His face was full of horror, and he fell down weakly, with blood soaking the ground.

"what!"

"help me!"

shhhhhh!
Arrows kept coming, and the villagers with low internal energy were unable to resist, and screams kept coming and going.

At the corner of a cliff, Jiang Ding calmly stretched his bow and shot an arrow.

It was not very accurate. It was clearly aimed at one person, but the arrow missed by more than a few meters. This was only a short distance of 70 to [-] meters. If it were shown in a school class, people would laugh to death.

There is no way, cold weapons are already unpopular enough, but no one is interested in bows and arrows at all.

Fortunately, this does not affect the hit.

These villagers were arranged in a dense formation, so big that it was difficult to miss.

shhhhh!

Every time an arrow flew, one of the villagers died. The leader who was skilled in archery led the people to fight back. They desperately found that the opponent could dodge them all by just shrinking back to the cliff.

Even if it accidentally hits, it can be blocked with a sword.

This feeling of being beaten and unable to fight back is depressing, and morale quickly collapses.

"Don't panic, raise your shield! Come behind me!"

Zhou Kun smashed away an arrow flying towards him with a hammer, and shouted with a slight look of fear on his face.

His words had some effect. The villagers gathered behind the sword and shield bearers, and raised their round shields one by one, erecting a shield wall in front of everyone.

Jiang Ding looked calm, changed his position, and drew his bow to the full moon.

call out!
The arrows, which were much faster than before, crashed into the shield wall, shot through the round shield, and crucified the sword and shield wielder behind him.

The military formation was silent for a moment.

"Escape!"

"Everyone who stays will die!"

The dense military formation suddenly collapsed, and the villagers fled in all directions. Zhou Kun and other three leaders killed many people in succession, but it was of no use. After a while, only a few lonely figures were left.

The expressions of Zhou Kun and the others suddenly changed, and they quickly ran into the direction where there were many people, and blended in among them.

The steps of several people were very fast, showing signs of despair.

"don't want……"

A young man in green clothes appeared in the fleeing crowd at some point. He walked against the flow of people, holding a long sword, and walked towards them.

(End of this chapter)