Chapter 993: The army in the north city is approaching, and the great masters join forces to fight the formation
In contrast, Mao Shulang, the only master of swordsmanship in the world, and Ji Lu’an, the guest guest of the Dragon Palace, are more stable, and can even greatly restrain the advancement speed of the entire siege formation. It is reasonable that Yu Xingrui, the master of the contemporary Wudang master Li Yufu, chose to support Mao Shulang and Ji Lu’an. First, it can block the pace of Beimang’s attack to the greatest extent. Second, the young sword cap was too reckless and radical. Yu Xingrui couldn’t stop him even if he wanted to stop him, and it was difficult to stop him. After all, Yu Xingrui had heard of the unkind rules and regulations of the swordsmen of the Wu Family’s Sword Tomb. Even as a kind elder and a martial arts senior, even if he was compassionate, he really wanted the old man to take action, which was very difficult. He was afraid that he would not be able to escape and would do anything to help.
In the formation, the young sword crown of the Wu family’s sword tomb was blurred with sweat. He held two casual swords and had just repelled the dense sword formations of more than a hundred Beimang soldiers. For swordsmen at the realm of Wu Liuding, it doesn’t matter what kind of weapons he holds. He took the opportunity to breathe heavily, shook his head, raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat randomly, looked ahead, and grinned.
The so-called battle between masters is naturally the ultimate principle of martial arts, but it is a situation where both sides are equal in size, and there is no difference in a slight difference, so you can only be careful. However, when fighting on the battlefield, there is no such priority. Just like no matter how closely the alternating offensives of the Beimang infantry and archers are connected, the young sword crown has no chance to breathe, but this does not mean that Wu Liuding will naturally become the legendary enemy of thousands of people on the battlefield. Because a martial arts master has a certain degree of depth and depth. Apart from the land gods, even a master of the celestial realm who can resonate with the world, the qi is not really inexhaustible. Every time the ventilation is just a re-accumulation of momentum, the qi in the body will definitely be far beyond the replenishment speed. Especially for pure martial artists like Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba Bodhisattva or the former ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan, the swordsman focuses on swordsmanship or swordsmanship, regardless of whether he has entered the first-class realm or not, his physical strength is inevitably not as solid as the former. Therefore, after five hundred years of martial arts, the fastest advancement is often those talented and talented swordsmen. In front of him was Li Chungang, the sword armor of the Spring and Autumn Period, and now there is Chen Tianyuan, the banished immortal from the Taibai Sword Sect. On the other hand, although Wang Xianzhi, Xuanyuan Dapan and others achieved high results in the end and their combat power was even more terrifying, the speed of martial arts climbing was obviously slower.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are no enemies on the battlefield. Why is Xu Longxiang, the Northern Liang Dynasty, expected to break the precedent?
Of course, it is not how high Xu Longxiang’s realm is, but only his natural Vajra realm. On the battlefield, a martial arts master who faces thousands of troops can breathe and breathe again. However, as the body contains less and less qi, as long as the army has enough troops, the grand master with exhausted qi will naturally be exhausted.
This is a superficial truth, the high talent and good bonesThe young man who is the best of the Wu family’s sword tomb certainly understands, but he still insists on moving forward alone to break the formation.
Wu Liuding bent down, turned his back to the sword servant who was exploring the world together, and exhaled a heavy breath with a sad look. He said softly: “Cui, I think I will never be as good as the guy named Xu in my life. He probably has to fight all the way to Beimang Dazhan. Where is it? It’s a thousand miles away.”
Sword servant Cui nodded without any comfort.
Wu Liuding sighed: “It’s so annoying. I remember that in the reed marsh outside Xiangyang City, I could throw over seventy or eighty princes of Beiliang with one hand.”
Jian Shicui raised her lips and looked gentle: “It should be.”
Wu Liuding was speechless and held her swords tightly.
Suddenly, Young Jianguan noticed a palm gently pressing on his head.
How can a man’s head and a woman’s waist be touched?
But Wu Liuding didn’t care.
The female sword servant who gave anyone the impression of being quiet and peaceful and unobtrusive, rubbed Wu Liuding’s head, opened her eyes and looked into the distance, and said softly: “Although I have always been wondering why you were competing with that young vassal king, no matter what, since you are willing to admit defeat…”
Wu Liuding had a firm eyes and shook his head hard and said, “Don’t admit defeat!”
Jian Shi Cui withdrew her hand, raised her arm, and held the hilt of the King Su behind her: “In fact, there is something I have been hiding from you and didn’t say anything.”
Wu Liuding suddenly turned his head and said with a sad face: “Cui, don’t say it, if you tell me that you secretly like someone with the surname Xu, where will I cry!”
The female sword servant glared at him fiercely, then slowly pulled out the Suwang sword, passed by him, and said softly: “I am probably already a land sword immortal.”
Wu Liuding was dumbfounded.
Apart from the formation, Xu Yanbing was not in a hurry to break the formation. Faced with the thick stair formation that was advanced by the formation, Xu Yanbing made an action that no one expected: as the junior brother of the Gun Immortal King Xiu, this martial arts master who was rarely mentioned in the Liyang River suddenly inserted the iron spear in his hand into the earth.
Xu Yanbing took a step forward, and the iron spear was on the right side behind him.
It seems that this man wanted to tell the ten thousand-person stair formation that my Northern Liang Xu Yan’s army is here, and no one in Beimang can get over the spear.