Reflect the world

Chapter 49
"Madman, what a madman."

Robber Zhi shrugged helplessly, looking at Tang Xuanming's back disappearing into the darkness, his eyes flickering.

"His decision made me truly feel that he is a giant of the Mohist school. How can he comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship without experiencing life and death."

Holding the Shuihan sword in his hand, Gao Jianli also walked away from the secret room of the ink core, and walked step by step into the passage of the Mo family.

Snow Girl followed closely behind, and the two of them were one, and they were always together.

The big iron hammer took heavy steps to keep up, and also wanted to fight Qin Jun, but was held back by Master Ban.

"I can't leave anymore. The Mohe secret room is also extremely important, and someone needs to stay and guard it. After all, no one knows where the Moyu Qilin is?"

"Okay, but why can't I change someone? I also want to kill Qin Gou. The hatred between me and them will never be resolved in this life."

Big Hammer was indignant.

Mr. Xu stroked his beard, looked at Tang Xuanming and the others going away, then looked at the sledgehammer, and said mockingly: "Do you think I am willing to let you stay for protection? You are stupid, who cares? It's just that they leave It was too fast, I didn't have time to hold it."

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There is always a part of the Mohist organ city built in the middle of the mountain, whether it is day or night, it is dark and chaotic, and the road is only illuminated by lights.

Walking in a passage that seems to have no end in sight, the dancing flames stretch the human shadow very long, twisting and jumping like the devil in myths and legends.

Walking in it always makes people feel that there is a terrifying existence following behind.

Tang Xuanming knocked casually on the passage, and the stone slab above was sunken, exposing the bronze pipes one after another. The voice of the class master came out from it, even though it was far away, the voice was still very clear.

"Turn right at the fork in front, and then you will face five passages, take the leftmost one, there is a group of heavy armored soldiers, ten people!"

Tang Xuanming nodded, the Fei Gong on his waist had turned into a long sword at some point, and he followed the voice coming from the bronze pipe.

Soon he heard the sound of armor colliding, and a group of Qin soldiers appeared in front of him. This was a small team of ten people.

As one of Qin's most elite troops, heavy armor soldiers, even their faces are covered with heavy bronze masks.

Only the eyes and joints are flawed, and the copper armor is not connected harmoniously, but attacking weak joints in a chaotic battlefield is a great test for a person's eyesight and hand strength.

"kill!"

Tang Xuanming discovered Qin Bing, and Qin Bing also discovered them, and the cruel battle began in the cramped space.

Narrow passages are not suitable for long weapons.Therefore, none of Qin Bing's spears were used.

"Knives!"

Qin Jun issued an order, and the ten-man team drew their knives neatly, as if they were one.

Tang Xuanming walked heavily, and the slight ups and downs of his abdomen were the Mohist's mysterious method of breathing.

It was obviously a very tense time for the match, but Tang Xuanming didn't sweat out of his hands. He lowered his body and handed it out without attacking. The movement was not so fast, but it was just a line faster than Qin Bing's drawing knife.

Under the despairing eyes of the leading Qin soldier, a sword was pointed at his throat. The leading Qin soldier collapsed to the ground, his throat sounded ho-ho, the heavy weapon in his hand fell, his Adam's apple shattered, and he obviously couldn't survive.

The rest of the Qin soldiers remained indifferent, and all the bronze knives slashed at Tang Xuanming at the same time, sealing off all the routes of Tang Xuanming, and wanted to chop him into a pulp.

Tang Xuanming's sword was raised high in an instant, blocking all the long knives that were slashing at him. It was not attacking and strong, like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood. I don't know what kind of material it is. But Tang Xuan clearly couldn't bear the huge force, and his whole body was blown away like a cannonball.

"kill him!"

The sound of heavy breathing and the sound of weapon collision sounded quickly.

There are no redundant dialogues, only the collision of weapons.

The non-attack sword touched the throat of a Qin soldier obliquely, and once again harvested a life.

Tang Xuanming flashed and moved in this cramped space, and was fully pushed back by Qin Bing for more than ten feet. Although his breathing was heavy, it was not disordered, and he still maintained the previous rhythm.

On the other hand, although the Qin army is the most elite heavy armored soldier in the Qin state, wearing heavy armor and engaging in life-and-death battles consumes a lot of physical strength for a person.

The confrontation lasted only a few minutes, but a group of Qin soldiers seemed to have been fished out of a pool, and they did not dare to relax at all.

"what!"

A Qin soldier was a little slow to close his sword, and Tang Xuanming's sword hit him under the creaking nest, and his right hand drooped weakly in an instant.

A sword passed under the Qin Bing's visor, smashing the heavy armor, and the tip of the sword protruded from the back of the skull, accompanied by red and white unidentified objects.

……

The place where Tang Xuanming was located was only a corner of the entire battlefield, and the entire organ city began to become chaotic.

Under the leadership of Gongshuchou, the Qin army passed through the solid defense and came to the interior of the Mohist organ city, but it is impossible for all [-] Qin soldiers to follow Gongshuchou.

The narrow passages of the Mohists did not allow a total of [-] Qin troops to gather together, nor did the army allow a total of [-] sergeants to gather together in a dense manner. There is no way to meet the enemy normally, and separation is essential.

A total of eight hundred soldiers sounds like a huge number, but when they are scattered in a city, the number is not much.

"Clang! Clang!"

A small group of Qin troops walked in the seemingly endless passage, and the collision of soldiers and armors could be heard from a long distance.

"Why didn't you find an enemy?"

Walking in the passage for a long time made Qin Bing feel a little depressed, and his spirit was tense at any time, which was undoubtedly uncomfortable for them.

"Perhaps they have already escaped from this place..."

Qin Bing communicated in a low voice to relax his mind, but suddenly heard a creepy voice.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

……

The grinding sound of gears resounded in the wall, under the feet, and above the head. This usually very ordinary mechanical sound sounded like the call of the devil from hell at this time.

"Defend the enemy!"

The leading Qin army pulled out his weapon in an instant, and found in despair that there was no opponent in front of him, but only steel spears protruding from the wall one after another. The spears were stained with blood, as if they had just been stained with blood.

"Chong!"

The hard weapon struck the spear, but it couldn't twist the spear in the slightest. With the sound of the gears colliding, the spear protruded from the passages on both sides little by little.

Amidst Qin Bingli's desperate screams, they pierced their bodies like candied haws on a string.

When all the Qin soldiers died, the familiar sound of gears colliding sounded again, and all the spears were slowly retracted into the wall.

The Mohist disciples that Qin Jun couldn't find walked out of one secret door after another, cleaned up the traces on the passage, and then disappeared as quietly as they came.

This kind of scene appeared in the whole organ city. The master class in the Mohe secret room gave instructions through the copper pipe buried in the mountain. This ancient wired telephone can only be reproduced by the Mohist school.

Control the movement of all the Mohist children through this communication method, and eliminate the Qin army little by little.

Group after group of Qin soldiers were swallowed up by the miracle of the Mohist mechanism city. In the looming darkness, the Mohist mechanism city was like a terrifying gluttonous beast, devouring life little by little.

(End of this chapter)