Chapter 39

Arrows shot out and landed on Zuo Qianqiu's body, some of them landed on the iron armor, this armor was very thick, no matter how powerful the crossbow arrows were, they couldn't pierce it, leaving a trace at most, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

But this set of armor is not a full body armor, there are still many places that are not covered, Zuo Qianqiu only felt a slight pain when an arrow was shot at these places, and before he had time to observe, more arrows covered them.

After ten shots in volley, Zuo Qianqiu's body and the ground in front of him were full of falling arrows.

"Master..."

"granduncle……"

There was hatred in Qiu Chuji's eyes, tears in Bao Xiruo's eyes, only Wanyan Honglie's expression did not change, he continued to command the army: "Surround them, come and carry this man out!"

After all, the soldiers gradually surrounded, Qiu Chuji gradually exhausted, he began to consider whether to abandon Bao Xiruo, rush into the enemy's camp first, and arrest Wanyan Honglie.

If Wanyan Honglie can be caught, then there is still a chance to escape, even if he can't escape, he can kill Wanyan Honglie to avenge his revenge.

Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji's swordsmanship gradually became more aggressive, and he killed the surrounding soldiers.

At this moment, several soldiers who came over and wanted to carry Zuo Qianqiu away suddenly felt something was wrong, they seemed to be able to see the man with countless arrows all over his body, the arrows on his body were trembling slightly, and this man seemed to be still It's like breathing.

The few people didn't pay much attention to it, they just thought that although the man was shot by the arrow, he was not completely killed, and one of them drew his knife and was about to strike.

Suddenly, several cold lights appeared, and several people fell to the ground immediately. There was a blood hole in their heads, and the red and white blood flowed down together.

These people died instantly.

"Death!" Seeing Zuo Qianqiu's whole body trembling, all the arrows on his body immediately fell to the ground, he raised his gun and charged towards Wanyan Honglie's place.

At this time, he acted suddenly, and the soldiers around him didn't react. He killed seven or eight of them immediately, and rushed into the formation at once.

Only here did Zuo Qianqiu fully display his strength.

Although his body was dripping with blood now, the fifth-level Thirteen Taibao Henglian still forced him to agitate his muscles, contracted the wounds on the outside of his body, and stopped the blood.

But now his strength has increased greatly, every move, even without the shock force of the five tiger soul-breaking spear, the power is terrifying, even if ordinary soldiers are wearing armor, if they are swept by him with one shot, they will immediately be turned into two halves , fell to the ground and screamed continuously.

Wanyan Honglie suddenly saw such a scene, even though he was usually good at military affairs, this incident was quite frightening, he grabbed the soldiers around him, wanting them to protect him and escape, "Hurry up, stop him!" He also asked the surrounding soldiers to go up and stop him.

Unfortunately, it is too late now.

Back then on Ma'anshan, the elites of the capital were well-prepared like this, but they couldn't do anything about it. Now that the formation of soldiers is scattered, there is nothing they can do about it.

Even the only crossbowman who could stop Zuo Qianqiu had turned his arrow just now, and it was already a step slower to turn around and shoot now.

In two or three steps, Zuo Qianqiu killed the soldiers standing in front of him, and the palace is not big, after killing all these soldiers, he rushed to Wanyan Honglie and grabbed him.

Seeing that he had fallen into the hands of the killing god, Wanyan Honglie hurriedly said: "You must not kill me, otherwise all arrows will be fired, and you will not be able to leave Daxing Mansion!" At this time, he could only hold Qiu Chuji and Bao Xiruo life is threatened.

Zuo Qianqiu pressed one hand on Wanyan Honglie's spine, Wanyan Honglie couldn't move, and said to the soldiers around him: "Spread away, or you can know this person with one shot!"

All the soldiers around knew that it was Wanyan Honglie, who was deeply loved by the emperor, if something happened at this time, they would all die, and everyone didn't know what to do at this time.

In the end, there was still a young general who saw this and said: "Don't hurt the life of the sixth prince, let's spread out!"

When the surrounding soldiers heard this, they gradually dispersed, and finally, Qiu Chuji and Bao Xiruo walked up to Zuo Qianqiu.

Bao Xiruo came behind Zuo Qianqiu, touched the wound on Zuo Qianqiu, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and cried: "Uncle is so tired..." She only felt that ordinary people shed so much blood, she was afraid she could move for a while , but after a long time, if he couldn't stop the bleeding, he would definitely die, and gradually became speechless.

Qiu Chuji was a little more knowledgeable than Bao Xiruo. Although Zuo Qianqiu was covered in blood, he still felt the heartbeat in Zuo Qianqiu's body was very strong, and Zuo Qianqiu was holding Wanyan Honglie with one hand without feeling the slightest fatigue.

Based on this, he speculated: "Master only suffered some flesh injuries, it's not a problem!"

When Bao Xiruo heard this, he wiped away his tears and asked, "Really?"

Before Qiu Chuji could speak, Zuo Qianqiu said first, "That's right, it's just a few flesh wounds, and now it's not bleeding anymore!"

He turned his head to look at Qiu Chuji again, and said: "Take this man, and we'll kill him!" If it was an ordinary person, with Wanyan Honglie in his hand at this time, the surrounding soldiers would definitely disperse.

But Zuo Qianqiu had just been shot into a hedgehog, and there was a kind of anger in his heart that he wanted to vent. Zuo Qianqiu guessed that this should be Yang Guangzheng's obsession.

Many years ago, Yang Zaixing, the father of Yang Guangzheng, died under the random arrows of the golden men.

Now it was the same scene again, "Perhaps we should vent this anger, maybe it will be beneficial!" Thinking this way in his heart, Zuo Qianqiu threw Wanyan Honglie to Qiu Chuji, and then shot him to death.

At this moment, he had fully used the Five Tigers Soul-Breaking Spear, and even the force of the spear was constantly oppressing the surrounding soldiers.

This is a kind of spiritual oppression.

In fact, before Zuo Qianqiu practiced spears, he faintly realized that the so-called spear intent was aimed at himself, such as Long Ruqian and Spear Rulong's spear intent, which is to make his marksmanship come alive, so that he can fully and even super long play. The power of marksmanship is a bit hypnotizing.

And the spear force is aimed at the enemy. At this time, the spear force is displayed, and the golden soldier can't even hold the weapon in his hand.

He could only let Zuo Qianqiu slaughter him.

After a short while, the palace was full of dead bodies, then Zuo Qianqiu felt his anger subside, turned to Qiu Chuji and Bao Xiruo who was almost frightened, and said, "Let's go, no one will stop us!"

Several people walked out of the palace immediately.

As soon as he came out, Zuo Qianqiu found two soldiers' horses and was about to leave the capital when he suddenly saw a vaguely familiar figure in the corner.

He rushed over and dismissed the guards around him, only to find that it was an acquaintance, Wanyan Hongxi.

At this time Wanyan Hongxi was crying, "Lord of the mountain, we meet again." He said hello, Wanyan Hongxi wanted to slap himself a few times, so that he wanted to join in the fun and bumped into the thief.

(End of this chapter)

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