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In front of her, no one dared to claim to be from a family of spear arts. Wang Xiu's status in the world of spears was like Li Chungang's status in the way of the sword.
The dozen or so Rouran cavalrymen were confident in their superior horsemanship and the outstanding strength of their warhorses. They raised their spears at the same time, but the distance between the two sides was extremely close. No matter how excellent the bloodlines and training of the warhorses were, they could not charge forward explosively while carrying a heavy-armored cavalryman. The two warhorses trotted forward at the same time, taking the lead to charge towards the beautiful woman in green. These dozen or so cavalrymen were competitive cavalrymen who had followed their mountain chieftain for many years on the battlefield. They were extremely proficient in dealing with armored soldiers and people of the jianghu. Two pitch-black metal spears came down from above. One thrust and the other swept. The left thrust towards Blue Bird's forehead, while the right swept towards Blue Bird's shoulder.
Blue Bird was once an assassin who would do anything to achieve her goals. After practicing the spear, her method of killing changed completely. It was in line with Wang Xiu's ferocious and demonic spear arts. Especially when Wang Xiu's Instant Spear was used by a woman like Blue Bird, it was even more pleasing to the eye. The Instant Spear was thrust out. It was clearly a simple and straight thrust, but the spear's body actually bent in a strange arc. The scarlet spear's outer arc collided with the spear that was aimed at the cavalry's forehead. After the collision, the Instant Spear used the force of the impact to curve again. The tip of the spear instantly changed direction, causing the sweeping spear to be deflected. Then, the Instant Spear stabbed straight, piercing through the warhorse's head and piercing the chest of the armored soldier on the horse's back. The spear's body bent in an arc, and the spearhead's momentum collapsed, causing the cavalryman's breastplate to explode. He was sent flying into the air, dead before he even landed on the ground.
Wang Xiu's Collapse Word Formula hurt people's flesh and blood, as well as their meridians and Qi. The chief assassin of Spider Web, One Willow, could let the sword's Qi take root. This kind of insidious swordsmanship was actually comprehended from Wang Xiu's spear arts. Wang Xiu traveled the world with his spear arts. He never gave in when he met enemies, and he was even more ruthless. In the past twenty years in Beimang, there were countless martial artists who studied Wang Xiu's spear arts. Wang Xiu was like a flood dragon in the Yellow River. After his death, the younger generation explored the river and searched for treasures. Blue Bird had seen Wang Xiu, a martial arts fanatic, practice the spear since she was young. She was close to him, and she had inherited her father's talent. Her understanding of the Four Word Formula was far from what outsiders like One Willow could imagine. At that time in Beiliang's martial arts world, the Wang family could always see a little girl in the inner courtyard. Regardless of whether it was cold or hot, she would practice the spear step by step and elbow by elbow. Her hands were full of calluses, and she would constantly pull out a wooden pole.
The Green Bird trembled in the midst of the collision and wrapped itself around an iron spear. The tip of the spear in its hand drew a majestic circle, and a knight's entire head was taken off. She kicked the abdomen of a warhorse that brushed past her, and the rider and horse were thrown three to four feet away. In the midst of the attack, she tiptoed and dodged the stabbing of the two spears. Her palm slid to the middle of Instant, and the spear rotated in a big circle. The big circle had the same arc as Instant's spear, swinging in the air like a horse rope. After the momentum was accumulated to perfection, with Instant as the center of the circle, within twenty steps, three riders, including their armor and warhorses, were cut off. Some were cut off at the waist, and some were beheaded.
Qing Niao continued to charge forward with her back bent. In an instant, she happened to fly beside her hand. She struck out with her spear and stopped three inches in front of a knight's face. Before the knight could secretly rejoice that this woman who killed people like scything flax had exhausted her Qi, the bystanders only saw his face collapse. It was a horrible sight.
Blue Bird patted the shaft of her spear lightly, and Instant circled behind her, blocking a sharp iron spear that was chopping down like a knife. The arc could kill people, but it could also be used for defense. With her back facing the rider, she knocked on the spear with both arms, and Instant's spear immediately hit the rider's chest. Blue Bird turned around and took a big step back with her right foot. The moment she grasped the rebounded spear, it changed from horizontal to vertical, and stabbed a big hole in the abdomen of the pale-faced rider. Blue Bird lifted her spear slightly, and the huge force caused the rider who was still alive to fly into the sky. She pulled out her spear and poked and stirred again and again, and the armored soldier's corpse exploded.
Around her, there were only a few riders who could stand.
The remaining few riders looked at each other and they were all ready to fight to the death.
Blue Bird looked at the storm on the other side of the stream from the corner of her eyes.
She had to kill them faster.
Xu Beizhi even wanted to die. The scholar who didn't believe in ghosts and gods was now grabbed by the four arms of an otherworldly creature that looked like a red bat and hung on a big tree far away from the danger zone. Previously, when he looked at it from afar, the red-robed Nascent Soul always showed its face and its four arms were all tucked into its big sleeves. Now, Xu Beizhi looked at the compassionate face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from a close distance and he could clearly feel its four arms. He silently closed his eyes. He once argued with his grandpa about the annotation of the seven words "Confucius does not speak of strange forces and gods". Xu Beizhi had the same opinion as the Confucians of the past. He translated strange forces and gods into strange forces and rebellions. Xu Beizhi thought that it should not be simply based on the Confucians' criticism of the School of Mohism's worship of ghosts and gods. Strange forces and rebellions were not side by side, but separated. Strange was used as a verb, and gods referred to the mind. At this moment, Xu Beizhi felt that he had made a big mistake. He was chanting scriptures and mantras.
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