Back Off, Let Me Come

This scene was something Shen Tang didn't expect.

She also thought that this mysterious incarnation of literary energy would threaten her. After all, Wenxin Scholars had various abilities as scholars, so there was no guarantee that the other party would be able to trick her. Who would have expected that this person was counterattacked without even raising a splash?

After all, the incarnation of literary energy is composed of a ball of "qi".

Once out of balance, the incarnation of literary energy will dissipate.

In Gong Xiqiu's terms, this guy was backlashed.

This matter also exceeded Zhang He's expectations.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a vague uneasiness quietly filled his heart, giving him the illusion of labored breathing. Suddenly, he felt a strong gaze. Under this kind of sight, it was as if his human skin had been peeled off, and he lost his sense of security from the inside out. Zhang He followed his gaze and happened to bump into Shen Tang's apricot eyes with gloomy murderous intent.

The sight of the latter gave him the illusion of being pricked with needles.

The dark wind blew through the neck, causing the skin to tremble.

Shen Tang held up a beautiful sword flower and said casually: "Gong Xichou, do you have the confidence to carry this army alone?"

Gong Xiqiu laughed: "Give it to me and show it to you!"

The person he was talking about was the senior high priest.

Shen Tang said: "One stick of incense, one stick of incense at the latest!"

A stick of incense——

Take off Zhang He's head!

Huang Lie's main force rushed towards Chaoliguan. His army of heavy-shielded warriors was huge. How long could the border barrier at Chaoliguan be maintained? Wei Shou and Chu Jie could only delay the sixteenth-level master for a while. She and Gong Xiqiu had to return reinforcements as soon as possible. The two of them joined forces and concentrated their force to break the formation without much suspense, but they were not willing to just fight back like this.

If Zhang He can be killed and the alliance between Huang Lie and Huang Lie is destroyed from the source, the pressure on one's side will be reduced drastically. The most important thing is that she needs Zhang He's head to boost the morale of the army. Therefore, Zhang He will undoubtedly die today! Shen Tang's eyes were cold and murderous.

She shouted: "Gongxi Qiu!"

The thick python flew over in a circle.

The snake held its head high and blocked Shen Tang with its body.

Shen Tang raised his sword and turned into a sword shadow and came straight towards Zhang He. Zhang He knew the beheading plan the moment he met Shen Tang's eyes. How could he dare to gamble with his own life?

His reaction was not slow, but Shen Tang moved faster.

The sword energy broke through the air, and wherever it passed, the space where the air was was roughly torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, leaving only a vaguely twisted path. The sword energy carries explosive sounds that temporarily make the ears ring and deafen, and it kills the obstacles with a momentum that splits the sky and the earth.

Pfft, pfft, pfft——

Flowers of blood bloomed from the horrific wounds. The intact body was divided into two parts along with the blood flowers. Under the push of the blood column, it left the place where the hands, feet, eyes, mouth and other organs could still move.

As the blood rained down on his pocket, a strong stench filled the air, and the nearby soldiers were caught off guard and sprayed in the face.

The breeze of sword energy passed over his cheek, causing a slight sting.

Someone raised his hand and touched it, and his face fell off.

You can also feel the fat blood vessels under the face with your fingertips.

Zhang He had no intention of paying attention to all this.

The threat to life followed him around his neck, like a poisonous snake, getting tighter and tighter, gradually depriving him of the little air left in his chest. The snow-white edge magnified infinitely before his eyes, until a familiar roar brought him back to reality.

"How dare you harm my lord, thief?" Zhang He also has many talented people under his command. Although the lineup is not as luxurious as Wu Xian's, they are still capable, but they pale in comparison to Shen Tang. He knew he couldn't stop Shen Tang, but he was still willing to risk his life.

Gong Xiqiu is responsible for containing the army, while Shen Tang rushes into the enemy's core alone and executes the beheading plan. If he cannot achieve his goal as quickly as possible, he will be surrounded by the enemy.

Therefore, she wanted to make a quick decision.

As long as anyone stands in front of her, no matter ghosts or gods——

kill!

The enemy general was horrified when he saw Shen Tang not evading him, and he did not dare to hold anything back. In an instant, he burst out with bright light like the blazing sun! The giant hammer half a man's height hit Shen Tang's head!

Ding--

An imperceptible crisp sound.

The enemy general's expression became solemn the moment he relaxed, with disbelief remaining in his eyes. Then there was another soft click, and an inconspicuous crack crawled around the body of the heavy hammer. The firelight cast a red thread along the cracks and fell on his eyes.

The hammer handle splits from it.

At this time, a pinprick-like pain came from his mouth.

I can't feel my fingers for some reason.

With a snap, a severed palm fell to the ground, and the heavy hammer dissipated.

He subconsciously wanted to swallow, his Adam's apple squirmed halfway, and red thin marks cut his body into two parts.

This all happens in an instant.

He even had questions - why did the temperature suddenly drop and why did his field of vision suddenly become low?

Before he lost consciousness, he saw a bloody mandible with clean and smooth lines, and the other person stepped over him.

The noisy shouts of killing around him became increasingly vague.

One person died, but there were more people, like a closing wave, blocking Shen Tang's path layer by layer, completely separating her from her target. Someone's spear broke through Shen Tang's body and headed straight for her eyes. Without even looking, she pulled the sword edge out of a man's heart. The blood-stained sword edge struck the hook-shaped weapon on the side of the spear, cutting it into two pieces like a knife cutting tofu.

boom--

Violent martial energy burst out from her body.

The weak enemies nearby didn't even have time to scream, and their bodies flew out. The luckier ones were just unconscious, and the unlucky ones were directly stabbed to the core by their own people behind them. Shen Tang seized the opportunity to clear the field and approached the target again.

"Zhang Yongqing!"

This is called a beheading operation!

The feeling of the sword cutting through flesh and blood was real, but the person in front of him changed from Zhang He to a brave warrior with an unfamiliar appearance. The opponent was well prepared, shouting about his explosive potential, and slashed at Shen Tang's neck with the big knife at less than an arm's distance.

Shen Tang, whose body was sprayed with blood, only tilted his head slightly.

Her free left hand was pointed sideways.

He clamped the blade with just two fingers, making it difficult to advance further.

"Tsk, you are a man, I will reward you with a quick death!" As the head and body were split into two, Shen Tang kicked the remaining body away with a kick, the sword edge swept round, and the circular sword energy cleared around her body. A world comes out. She locked onto Zhang He's breath and direction again.

Shen Tang was not surprised by this result.

If she falls into Zhang He's situation, Wu Hui and others will fight to the death, just to delay time and gain a glimmer of life. As the leader of a force, Zhang He made his fortune by relying on "the benevolence of a doctor". There were too many people who were favored by him and were willing to risk their lives for him. However, no matter how many there are, they can all be killed!

Across the sea of ​​people, Zhang He saw the man covered in blood smiling coldly and cruelly at him. The muscles on both sides of his nose twitched, and he immediately did not dare to delay any further. He is not afraid of Shen Tang, but with Gong Xiqiu carrying the legion's firepower, and no matter how unrestrained Shen Youli is, he has to be afraid! This man is crazy and desperate, I can really kill him!

"Stop! Stop!"

The guards on Zhang He's left and right shouted loudly.

However, it was these instructions that not only failed to suppress the situation, but made the battlefield even more chaotic - without shouting, the soldiers on the front line who were concentrating on fighting had no idea that their lord was going to be killed alone. If you shout at the top of your lungs, more people will hear you.

In addition, Shen Tang was still rampaging, with broken bodies scattered all over the path, which inevitably caused panic and made Gong Xiqiu less and less stressed. As I said before, the power of the military formation is related to the will of the soldiers. People's hearts are restless, and morale is like the release of water from a dam...

Wouldn’t Gong Xiqiu be under less pressure?

Shen Tang's desperate beheading action instantly reversed the situation between the enemy and ourselves. It was Zhang He's regiment who was unable to step down.

They devoted a lot of energy to protecting Zhang He, and Gongxi Qiuke took advantage of the situation to rise up and kill the soldiers in the weaker areas of the legion's defense. If Zhang He concentrates on enmity against Gong Xi, he will be chased and beheaded by Shen Tang, a mad dog-like sixteenth-level superior.

Hesitation is taboo on the battlefield.

Indecisive, indecisive.

The generals commanding the legion hesitated, but their lord Zhang He was extremely decisive. But what is that sentence called?

Hesitation will lead to defeat, decisiveness will be in vain.

Zhang He decisively chose to evacuate.

It's just that he evacuated, but he didn't evacuate completely.

He considered that if the army moved, the power of the military array would be greatly reduced, and Gong Xiqiu would not be able to be held back, and he would be dead by then. Therefore, the final decision was that Zhang He would leave under the protection of some elites, and the four-party military formation could besiege Shen Tang for a while.

This little time is enough for Zhang He to escape.

And this happened to fall into Shen Tang's hands.

Because when Zhang He evacuates, there will definitely be a gap in the four-sided military formation. This is also the weakest defense point. It is not difficult to take advantage of the opportunity to rush out. It is not easy to find Zhang He among thousands of people, and it is difficult to cross the sea of ​​people. But once he leaves, without the protection of the army, what is the difference between a few dozen people and being alone? Wouldn't that be as conspicuous as the lice on a bald man's head?

With the help of his confidants, civil and military, regardless of the cost, Zhang He crossed most of the mountain in just two breaths. Although he could not hear the shouts of killing, he knew that he was far from safe. With Shen Tang's strength, he can still catch up with him if he is determined...

He wants to run further.

"Go to Chaoliguan!"

Huang Lie's soldiers and horses are safest and close there.

Only ten breaths after Zhang He retreated, Shen Tang killed all the dead soldiers who intercepted her, and finally broke through the four-sided military formation. It's just that Zhang He and his group were also cunning. When escaping, they had the two groups of avatars retreat in different directions, thus creating suspicion and confusing judgment.

"Huh? Choose one of three?"

There is only one choice for her.

She didn't hesitate and went straight to Liguan. There was no need to save reserves at this time. Shen Tang squeezed the speed limit of his body and soon made a discovery. The Mother Sword in his hand was swung out intuitively, and he softly chanted: "[Stars spread across the sky]!"

Buzz——

The energy of heaven and earth trembled.

The densely packed text formed the vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard, which instantly expanded to the limit. Everything on the chessboard was her domain.

"Zhang He, [I'm confused but I know I'm back]!"

The moment [Stars Dotted] appeared under his feet, Zhang He realized something was wrong and his heart sank. When he saw a giant suspended scroll made of literary energy appearing on the path, his eyelids trembled! He had naturally studied the details of Shen Tang's killing of sixteenth-level master Jiang Ao in the Dragon Slaying Bureau before. The same scene was applied to him, which meant that King Yama's death talisman was about to fall on him!

His close friends also knew about this killer move.

Unexpectedly, the attraction of the scroll was only directed at Zhang He.

At the critical moment, [Li Daitao freezes]!

Shen Tang looked at the dead wood falling from mid-air and cursed in his heart. I didn’t feel much about it before, but now I just have one thought - the profession of literary scholar is really hated! There was only one final kick left to kill him, but he was still able to forcefully dodge!

Those with a worse mentality are still not broken?

Ah--

So what if Zhang He is escorted by literary scholars?

"I am also a literary scholar!" As long as Zhang He and others are still within her range, she can make a move.

What could be more desperate than being in a desperate situation?

Of course it was when he thought he had escaped!

On the [Starry Chess], a chess piece that no one could see fell. Snap, circles of transparent ripples spread out.

The name of this chess piece——

[One leaf blinds the eyes]!

A leaf obscures the eyes, and Mount Tai cannot be seen.

——

Zhang He and others were extremely nervous.

Before all this happened, they did not expect to encounter such a dramatic battle in their careers - a brave warrior who faced off against an army of ten thousand people. Sixteenth-level Dashangzao, two!

However, it doesn't seem surprising when I think of what Shen Tang did at the Xiaocheng League. After all, this lunatic surnamed Shen had fought against the enemy in front of the battle, and in the end he fought back and provoked the army. Why didn't it die back then?

Zhang He scolded in his heart.

But when he thought about being forced to run for his life by two young people, the fire in his heart became more intense - these two people didn't just sit at Chaoliguan obediently, but they were still running around? If they hadn't caused trouble, Wu Zhaode would have been beheaded by now! Stealing the chicken is losing the rice!

This place is very close to Chaoliguan.

If you focus your martial energy on your ears, you can still hear vague shouts of killing. Beyond the two peaks, you can see Xiongguan surrounded by war. Here, Zhang He is completely safe.

But his face was still ashen.

Because the elite men he brought out were still being dragged by Gong Xiqiu.

They had been given instructions before retreating to fight while retreating. Shen Tang has been lured away, and there is only one Gongxi Qiu left, so the pressure of the army to evacuate is much less. It seemed that the loss was small, but Zhang He knew that his face had been torn apart by Shen and Tang.

Such humiliation can only be washed away by blood!

"Gong Xiqiu..."

"The Gongxi clan..."

And that Shen Youli...

Zhang He is like a vicious snake, the words he spat out are tempered by the poison that seals his throat with blood: "How long can you be so rampant?"

After autumn, the grasshopper can’t jump around for a few more days!

They also have sharp knives hanging from their necks!

Zhang He had a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. After calming down a little, he was about to hit the road to meet up with Huang Lie's troops.

But before he could straighten up, the confidant scribe beside him suddenly opened his eyes, with a hesitant look on his face: "Lord?"

Zhang He asked: "What's wrong?"

The scribe looked around: "Something is wrong!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had narrowly escaped death tensed up their nerves again. They surrounded Zhang He with a tacit understanding and looked around cautiously. Zhang He's heart skipped a beat: "Where?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the night wind made the leaves noisy.

Zhang He found no abnormality.

But he always trusted his confidants. Since something was wrong, it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he immediately set off and headed straight to Chaoliguan. Arriving at the battlefield, the fighting here was more brutal than expected.

Snapped--

His raised foot seemed to be caught by something.

Zhang He raised his foot and kicked him. The soldier with only the upper half of his body and his intestines scattered on the ground rolled several times on the ground.

The soldier was still alive despite being so seriously injured.

He groaned, revealing a face covered in blood, and lay helplessly on the ground. As he turned his head, he revealed a pair of eyes that Zhang He was very familiar with. Before Zhang He could recall where he had seen these eyes, the other party opened his mouth weakly.

"ah……"

"...You kicked me so much..."

"...my legs, my intestines, my stomach..."

"...It hurts so much, it hurts so much, where are my feet..."

The man kept murmuring about his legs and kept searching with his hands on both sides of his waist, but only found bloody fractures. All limbs below the waist were gone. The other party didn't seem to dare to accept this result. He exerted force on his waist, twisted his neck and tried to push forward, trying to sit up on the spot: "My legs, my legs!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"My legs, Zhang Yongqing——"

"Where are my legs? Where are my legs?"

This person shouted Zhang He's name, and the people guarding him suddenly changed their expressions, realizing that what they saw before them might be fake. A general with a bad temper simply swung a knife, and the blade passed through the man's body. The split upper body was closed in front of everyone, while the other person was still groping for the missing lower limbs.

"My legs-"

"My legs!"

The man's voice became more and more shrill.

The Wenxin scholars around Zhang He tried to break the illusion, but their efforts could only cause the environment to ripple like a dragonfly on water, and it soon returned to calm. At this time, Zhang He remembered where he had seen those eyes before, in a bronze mirror!

Those are his eyes, his face!

When he realized this, his face turned black.

What’s even more terrifying is what’s behind——

A smiling female voice sounded in his ears, and the cold breath breathed into his ears, sending strands of coolness straight to the bottom of his heart.

"Zhang Yongqing, where are your legs?"

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Shiitake mushrooms also need to make up the number of words, and there will be no charge for any extra words.

PS: Completed.

PS: After the Shiitake Mushroom update, I will correct typos and sentences to avoid affecting reading. You can refresh it the next day.