Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and the wind created by the saber caused the broken grass to fall to the ground. All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Being carried by Lu Tuo, Lin Qi's condition was now clearly visible to everyone. He was covered in blood, and his arm was twisted. It was obvious that it had been pierced and broken by something, and there was an arrow in his back. All sorts of injuries, and that last saber strike, made his entire body look like a broken sack that had been trampled on countless times.
The black figure who had wielded the stunning saber rushed into the shadows on the other side and melted into it. There was no longer any movement. The battlefield on the other side was also quiet. Lu Tuo stood at the forefront, as tall as an iron tower. He quietly put down Lin Qi.
In the distance, Wanyan Qingjue opened her mouth slightly, but did not say anything. The experts in the crowd had already stretched out their limbs and adjusted themselves to their best condition. It was obvious that after a smooth night, an unexpected situation had appeared in front of everyone. This time, it was unknown which martial arts aristocratic family or expert had made a move. They did not expect that they would interfere in the dark.
The saber technique of the black figure who had charged out just now was indeed superb. It was not easy to deal with him. The loss of seven or eight people in the blink of an eye was obviously due to the powerful trap laid down by the other party.
Lu Tuo had already raised his hand at the first instant and made a gesture to prepare for battle. He was wary of the direction in which the person who had wielded the saber had disappeared. Among the crowd, a female real man crouched down and nocked an arrow. Listening to the sound of the wind in the forest, there was a bang. Blood burst from his face, and he fell backward.
"Be careful —"
"Meet the enemy —"
This strange attack broke the silence that was equally strange. Someone shouted, and everyone rushed to their surroundings, each looking for cover. Yin Ping's vital point was held by Li Wanlian and she had hit him several times with the Meridian Severing Technique. His body was numb, and he wanted to resist, but he was dragged back in the end. In this chaotic field of vision, the scene of these people displaying top-notch skills at the same time was simply astonishing. The footwork and figure that had been immersed in martial arts for many years, or the wild intuition that had been cultivated in the hunting field and the army for many years, had been displayed incisively and vividly at this moment when facing the real enemy. She had practiced the most orthodox internal martial arts since she was a child, and at this moment, she could understand the horror of everything in front of her.
Whether it was the footwork, the sound of wind and thunder when they stretched their bodies, or the technique of flying like lightning, or the technique of turning and turning, they all displayed the quality of this troop. Ever since the establishment of the Yue Clan Army, many experts had joined them one after another. However, it was not wise to use experts to form an elite army. To an army made up of refugees and farmers, simple and harsh training would not be able to make them adapt to the battlefield. Only by placing them beside the veterans or the strong warriors of the Greenwood Forest would they be able to bring out the greatest strength of the army.
However, regardless of whether this arrangement was stupid or not, when the truth appeared in front of her eyes, especially after experiencing two nights of slaughter, Yin Ping could only admit that this kind of troop, in a small scale battle of a few hundred people, was indeed an existence that was close to invincible.
The hero that suddenly appeared in front of them gave Lu Tuo and the others a ruthless show of strength. He was indeed not simple, especially the "Night Fighting in Eight Directions" that the black shadow used to kill. Compared to her father's spear skills, it was not inferior. But even so, at this moment, Yin Ping really wanted to shout out loud, hoping that they would leave quickly. Of course, it would be best if they could bring General Gao along.
Whether the opponent was a martial arts hero or a small army, it was the same.
The stars and moon rotated in the sky, casting sparse light on the forest. There were still a few fires burning on one side of the forest, causing smoke and dust to drift into the night sky. At this moment, human silhouettes intersected with each other in the forest. Some of them dodged, some of them moved swiftly forward, and there were also people with strange movement techniques who moved close to the ground like terrifying spiders. Their bodies almost completely hid in the weeds that were not tall enough to avoid the threat of the arrows. At the same time, the Jurchen godly archers and the Green Forest experts who were skilled in hidden weapons also attacked while they dodged. Flying Locust Stones, Iron Caltrops, and arrows shot out, and they surrendered to the darkness with crackling sounds.
At the same time, Lu Tuo also exerted his strength and leaped out. A few crossbow bolts crisscrossed over the place where he was just a moment ago, sending the weeds flying in the air.
"Assault Spear — —"
The explosive roar shook the forest.
Although the contrast between the two sides could be said to be both bright and dark, in reality, everyone was still in a dark forest at the moment. When the dozens of experts on Lu Tuo's side moved in all directions, it was as if an undercurrent had suddenly risen in the darkness. As the crowd clashed, a Jurchen archer quickly shot out a flaming arrow. At the same time, someone picked up a torch soaked in kerosene, lit it, and threw it into the darkness.
The moment the torch was thrown, the crossbow bolts shot into the person's shoulder. Flames swept across the night sky. Next to a small tree, the ambusher who had shot the crossbow bolts was turning around to dodge. The flying torch slowly illuminated the scene not far away, revealing the silhouettes of a few figures in the blink of an eye.
"Be careful of the firearms — —"
"I see them!"
"Scoundrels, come out — —"
As the shouts rang out, some people had already rushed to the enemy's side. These experts of the forest had different fighting styles, but since they were prepared, they would not lose so many people in the blink of an eye. The person who rushed in first immediately turned around and shouted, "Be careful — —" The crossbow bolts had already flown into the air from the side. Then, there was a clanking sound as the crossbow bolts were connected to the weapons.
The second and third people also rushed in. Suddenly, someone shouted, "We've fallen into a trap! This is troublesome! "
The blood vessels in Wanyan Qingjue's head throbbed. At this moment, he did not understand what falling into a trap meant. How troublesome could it be? Their side was made up of top-notch experts that they had painstakingly gathered. Even if the other party had some elites, they could not fight all of them in this forest. Just as he shouted, another eight or nine people rushed in. Then, there was a chaotic shout, "Everyone, work together … kill them — —"
"Die — —"
"Ah — —"
"Be careful, fall into a trap — —"
Amidst the shouts, one person's stomach was cut open, and he was quickly dragged out by his companions. Lu Tuo had originally wanted to stand guard in the middle, but now, he was confused by their shouts and rushed in. Since they were shouting to work together to kill them, then there was a fight to be had. But what was with being careful, falling into a trap?
Not far away, Yin Ping watched everything with a dizzy head and was also puzzled.
Lu Tuo's figure rushed over!
Behind the thicket, an intense battle came into view. It was a chaotic battle between more than ten figures. Lu Tuo rushed over and slashed at the enemy in front of him. That person held a steel blade in one hand and a shield in the other. Under Lu Tuo's powerful slash, he was sent flying. His companions were also powerful. With Lu Tuo's arrival, the other three experts also rushed forward to attack fiercely. However, the figures on the other side changed positions. A spear and a sickle went up to block the attacks of the four people. In the blink of an eye, they were forced to retreat.
Lu Tuo had already sensed that something was wrong. In the pugilistic world, there was a saying that a saber and a staff were used for a lifetime. Spears and swords were easy to learn but hard to master. Those who could use them well were all experts. The sickle and sickle were special weapons, and it was extremely difficult to use them well. Although the spear and sickle were forced to retreat, they were still able to withstand the attacks of Lu Tuo and the other three people. How could they be unknown in the forest?
When the two spears retreated a few steps, the long sabers and swords swam over. As they swam, they once again blocked the fierce attacks of the four people. The long spear and sickle instantly replaced the position of the sabers and swords, blocking the attacks of the surrounding people.
The fight between more than ten pugilistic people was very different from the fight between soldiers. Their movements, awareness, and reactions were all extremely nimble. However, in this seemingly chaotic fight, there were only seven people who managed to block the attacks of the ten people on their side. Their coordination and movement, as well as their awareness of taking care of each other, were extremely well coordinated. As a result, even though Lu Tuo's side had attacked so fiercely, they were unable to kill any of them. Due to their carelessness, one of them was even injured by the other party.
The other party … was also an expert.
Lu Tuo had been fighting in the forest for many years. The moment he realized that something was wrong, his hair stood on end. The weapons on both sides had only clashed for a moment, and the people behind them were still rushing over. After a few powerful attacks from him, someone else rushed over and joined in the attack. The seven people before him had already retreated several dozen feet as they defended and cooperated with each other. However, if it was not for the fact that the result was strange, most people would probably think that this was a completely chaotic fight. Under Lu Tuo's attacks, while the people on the other side were already feeling great pressure, the blade-wielding person's blade technique was ethereal and light, and he managed to defend a line in the midst of his pathetic defense. The other blade-wielding person on the other side was clearly the core. His large blade was fierce and brutal, and his explosive power was strong. Every slash of his blade was like a volcano erupting and a great fire burning the plains. He alone blocked the attacks of three or four people on his side, and continued to reduce the pressure on his companions. This blade technique made Lu Tuo vaguely feel something. Something bad was budding.
…
The forest was in chaos.
It was not just this side that was in front of him. Following this sudden threat, the scouts and outer circle members that Wanyan Qingjue had arranged for were also alerted, and they were quickly gathering over. Beside Yin Ping, a female Zhenren blew the horn of battle and sent the signal far away. Following that, a signal flare was seen flying in the forest far away. Perhaps the rescuers who were rushing over from the other side had been discovered.
Li Wanlian licked the blood on her fingertips. Not far away, under the siege of Pan Dahe and the others, Gao Chong was barely holding on. He knew that the arrival of reinforcements was probably the best opportunity, but it was difficult for him to advance even an inch in the midst of constant fighting. At this moment, from the other side of the forest, Lu Tuo's roar rang out, "Go — —"
This roar was loud and anxious, and it was definitely not a signal that would make people feel at ease. As the leader of such a troop, even if Lu Tuo encountered a major event, he could only appear calm. No one would have thought that he would encounter something that would cause him to reveal such anxious emotions.
Amidst this loud roar, another two people rushed over. One of them only leaped slightly on the grass, and before his feet landed, a blade light rose in front of him.
The blade and the figure intersected, and the body fell to the ground and rolled, and the head flew into the sky. This time, the figure who attacked was tall and thin. He held a blade in one hand, and only his sleeves fluttered in the wind on the other. The moment he appeared, he shouted in the midst of the fighting, "Go — —"
And the moment she saw this one-armed figure, a name suddenly appeared in Wanyan Qingjue's heart for some reason.
"Towering Blade", Du Sha.
At the same time, the tide of blood surged, and the tip of the weapon spread out — —
…
Just a moment ago, Lu Tuo's mind had already surged with memories from many years ago.
At that time, the Wu dynasty's northern expedition was very popular, and Fang La happened to be stirring up trouble in the south. The Qi family, who advocated peace, did not sit by and do nothing. They used their connections to give Fang La's faction a lot of help, and Lu Tuo also went south, joined Fang La's army, and joined the Greenwood man named Bao Daoyi.
Bao Daoyi's position in the Holy Duke Army was not low, but he also had many enemies, and the Tyrant Blade was one of them. Later, the inner demon Ning Yi killed Bao Daoyi by chance, and the Tyrant Blade Camp protected him. It was said that they even helped Ning Yi marry Liu Watermelon, the master of the Tyrant Blade Camp.
With Ning Yi's martial arts skills, it was naturally impossible for him to kill Bao Daoyi. The truth of the matter was hard to find, but it did not matter to Lu Tuo. It was just that there were many masters in the Tyrant Blade Camp at that time, and Lu Tuo had joined Bao Daoyi, so he had some understanding of some of his enemies. They were disciples taught by Liu Dabiaozi, who had once been unparalleled in the way of the saber. Their styles of saber techniques were different, but they all had their own strengths.
Among the people in front of him, two of them had a light and ethereal saber technique, and he could vaguely tell that it was "Feather Blade" Qian Luoning. As for the other one, who was violent and violent, it seemed to be the trace of the rumored "Evil Blade".
"Tyrant Blade Camp …"
These three words emerged in his mind, and he instantly shouted, "Go — —" But it was too late.
Just as he shouted, someone waved in the forest.
One of the female sabersmen who had charged the furthest did a somersault, but just as she stood up, two figures pounced on her. One grabbed the saber in her hand, while the other wrapped around her from behind, grabbing the female sabersman's face from behind and pressing her body down to the ground from top to bottom. The sabersman's steel saber was seized, and his face was pressed down, but he could still move his left hand to pull out a dagger from his waist. He was about to counterattack, but the man who was pressing down on him stopped him with a knee, and the short saber was pulled forcefully twice on the sabersman's throat.
Sticky blood gushed out in the blink of an eye. This conflict happened in the blink of an eye, and more figures pounced on him. A figure came from the side with a long saber pointed at Lu Tuo, and a murderous aura surged.
… …
When the battle was pushed in and pushed out again, no one wanted to leave, and the people at the back had already charged forward to join in.
When Lu Tuo retreated from the fierce battle, no one really wanted to leave after seeing the saber technique of the black figure who was fighting against Lu Tuo.
Of the more than ten people who had rushed in, six were killed in the blink of an eye. The rest huddled together and retreated, but they only felt that something was wrong.
Everything happened too fast. From the moment Lin Qi and seven or eight people were strangely drawn into the battlefield, to the moment the vanguard rushed in, to the arrival of the people at the back, to Lu Tuo's sudden retreat, and the battle line was pushed back, it was only a moment. For a war, this might just be the beginning of the probing.
At this moment, most people had already rushed to the front line, or had already begun to fight with the enemy. Chou Tianhai gathered his strength and rushed forward, smashing a Penetrating Fist at the one-armed sabersman who had appeared first and was fighting against two people. The one-armed sabersman calmly turned around and slashed at Chou Tianhai's head with a murderous intent. He suddenly exerted force to turn and avoid this slash, but three figures came out from the side. The Penetrating Fist of the White Ape and Tan Tui martial arts created residual shadows around them. As soon as they clashed, three people were knocked back.
The martial arts of both sides were at most similar, and he had a vague feeling that they could fight.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "This is … Tyrant Blade!" Many people were slightly stunned, but they were distracted to think about what it was, and it sounded familiar.
Then, someone shouted, "Black Flag!"
"Go —" Lu Tuo's shout started to become real, and the night air started to explode! Someone yelled, "Go —"
Blood bloomed in the air, and heads flew into the air. Some people fell, while others rolled and crawled. The blood lines were clashing and flying. In the blink of an eye, Lu Tuo was already at the back line. He knew that it was a moment of life and death, so he fought with all his might to try and save some people. Li Wanlian dragged Yin Ping away, and Yin Ping struggled with all her might, but she was eventually dragged far away.
The people in black rushed out, and in the midst of the battle, they still ran, brandished their blades, and dodged. Even the experts fighting against Lu Tuo did not stop at will, and would often take turns to attack together. Those at the back would rush forward, and after a short and quick battle, they would leap behind trees or boulders to wait for their comrades to come up, or use crossbows to fight the enemy. The troop under Wanyan Qingjue's command could be said to be experts in coordination, but compared to the sudden appearance of the enemy in front of them, the degree of coordination was a complete joke. Often, one or two experts would rely on their high martial arts skills to fight and not leave. In the next moment, they would be surrounded by three to five people and killed on the ground.
The advance of the Black Tide — especially when faced with dozens of experts — was so fast that it was hard to react, but it was impossible to immediately catch up to Li Wanlian and the others. Lu Tuo fought for a while at the back, and then turned to break out of the encirclement. On the other side, Pan Dahe and the others had already abandoned Gao Chong. Gao Chong raised his spear and wanted to give chase, but his mind was dizzy for a moment. At this point in the battle, he was gradually losing his strength.
Lu Tuo sprinted over. Gao Chong took a deep breath, and a group of people flashed past him.
Before Wanyan Qingjue and the others had completely left his field of vision, he looked back and drew his bow, shouting, "Master Lu, hurry up!"
Lu Tuo roared, "They can't stop me!"
The others did not question Lu Tuo's words. Experts of this level were skilled in martial arts and had great potential. Just like Gao Chong, they were extremely difficult to kill unless their target was distracted or they were exhausted. After all, if they really wanted to escape, even a galloping horse would not be able to catch up to them, and ordinary arrows and crossbows would not be able to easily kill them. Just as Lu Tuo roared, a few more black-clothed men came from the front, trying to stop him with whips, iron chains, steel spears, and even fishing nets. Lu Tuo was only slightly hindered, and then he quickly changed his direction.
Two iron shields appeared in front of him.
Lu Tuo roared and dashed forward, sending one of the black-clothed men flying with the shield. He then turned and fled to the other side. At this time, two iron shuttles intersected and blocked one of his directions. A loud noise rang out.
Boom boom boom boom boom —
Smoke and dust rose, and sparks crisscrossed. Everyone's efforts to stop the black-clothed men only slightly limited Lu Tuo's direction. More than a dozen iron pipes were aimed at him and fired.
Lu Tuo's body trembled a few times, and he staggered. One of his legs suddenly dropped. In the distance, the black-clothed men swept past his position, and someone grabbed his hair and cut off his head with a sword. The black-clothed men did not stop.
Many people's eyes widened, and they were stunned for a moment. They knew that Lu Tuo was dead.
This was the end of the martial world.
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