Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

"Devil, hand over Miss Wang quickly!"

Duan Yu used Lingbo's microsteps and casually pointed his hand. The Shao Shang Sword in the Six Meridian Divine Sword shot out a True Qi, heading towards the East with an undefeated attack: "Otherwise, this battlefield today will be your burial place."

"Shoo!"

Dongfang Undefeated body leaned back, and immediately avoided True Qi, who was lasing. At the same time, several embroidery needles leaped out of his hand, stabbing Duan Yu's key points.

"Ding Ding Ding."

Looking at the embroidery needles shot towards him, Duan Yu secretly sighed that he was not good. He moved his feet, using his right foot as the foundation, and the whole person weirdly tilted toward once, and then went around a half arc. This is dangerous. It is dangerous to avoid Hidden Weapons.

Looking at the rear, several soldiers of the Great Song Kingdom were stabbed by embroidery needles, their faces turned black and fell to the ground.

"Go together."

Murongfu and Xuzhu had already caught up. Before Duan Yu could speak, Murongfu took the lead in making proposals.

Hearing Murong Fu's words, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu looked at each other, and then nodded. The three of them stopped hesitating and rushed towards the East Undefeated.

Shoo! "

Seeing the three people rushing towards him, Dongfang undefeated and retreated instead. He started with a few embroidery needles and pierced the three people's front door.

. . . . . .

"This time the enemy really came prepared."

Ma Pingchuan rode a war horse in the rear to supervise the battle. Looking at the entire battlefield, he gave orders to adjust the military formation from time to time.

Even if the two sides fought for a short while, Ma Pingchuan could also feel that the army coming this time, as well as the people in the Martial Forest, were all enemies.

Whether it was the layout of the military formation or the Martial Forest masters sent by the opponent, they faintly overwhelmed their own side.

Looking at the falling soldiers and the people in the Martial Forest who were beaten by the opponent, Ma Pingchuan couldn't help but worry: "The battlefield situation is a bit bad."

"Hurry up and ask Lin Zhenshou."

Ma Pingchuan didn't hesitate anymore. Seeing that the Dongfang Unbeaten was just playing against the opposite three on the field, he was beaten down and injured. He immediately made the decision to invite Lin Jingzhe.

‘Can Lin Jinshou stop this time? ’

Seeing the opposite side blossoming everywhere in the battlefield, and his own side kept retreating, Ma Pingchuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He didn't doubt Lin Jingzhe's strength, but this time the opponent came in a group, and there were many masters, and there were masters leading the attack in almost every key position.

Several generals on his side have been beheaded by the enemy.

The general trend of defeat has taken shape.

Seeing more and more soldiers being killed, although Ma Pingchuan still looked calm and graceful on the surface, his shaking hands could not cover up, the fear in his heart at this moment.

After staying in Zhenguocheng for a long time, he knew that if Zhenguocheng missed his hand, the whole world would be overthrown.

"Shrink the front...!"

Seeing Wudang, Shaolin, Songshan and other factions in the Martial Forest were killed one after another, Ma Pingchuan couldn't help clenching his fists and gave the order to shrink.

Turn offense to defense.

"Be alive, everyone."

As the main general, Ma Pingchuan is undoubtedly under tremendous pressure. He has not had a good sleep for almost half a year.

Seeing his time to give orders, he couldn't help gritting his teeth when several people were killed again.

"General Ma, General Ma!"

"Doctor, call the doctor!"

...

Seeing the undefeated Dongfang flying in the distance, Ma Pingchuan's eyes suddenly went dark, and his whole body fell from the horse.

The people guarding on one side suddenly panicked.

The banner he was holding was not steady for a while, and it fell to the ground.

The people who had been fighting on the battlefield had already received the order to retreat and defend. They accidentally saw the flag fall. The morale of the people who were originally low suddenly dropped to a freezing point.

"Don't mess, don't panic, Lin Zhenshou is here!"

"Everyone sticks to their positions, even if they die, they can't take a step back!"

Seeing that his side became chaotic, the warlord officer, riding a horse, began to shout loudly in the battlefield.

Hearing the voice of the warlord officer, the soldiers who had begun to retreat suddenly stabilized, and the panic on their faces quickly disappeared, replaced by a strong fighting spirit.

. . . . . .

"They stabilized so quickly."

In the Great Song Army formation, a middle-aged man dressed as a literati holding a folding fan, watched the formation of the riot and retreat of the Daming State quickly stabilized, and he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

This time the Song Dynasty unites Dali Kingdom, and there are many Martial Forest sects, all major forces, gathered together to fight against the army called the Daming Kingdom in front of them.

From the beginning of the battle, he had formulated a series of combat matters to deal with the enemy in front of him based on the intelligence he had discovered before.

Therefore, as soon as the two sides started fighting, the Da Song side quickly locked in the battle and eroded the opponent's army step by step, and just now he could see clearly that something happened to the opponent's chief.

This made him excited, but what he didn't expect was that just when he was about to order a large number of soldiers to attack, the opposing warlord only mentioned a person's name and made the soldiers who had just made a mess. They settle down completely.

The original decline was quickly stopped, and he could see it, the soldiers' eyes burst into war again.

"¨ Is Lin Zhenshou the Lin Jingzhe in the legend?"

The paper fan shook in his hand suddenly stopped, and the middle-aged scribes frowned slightly.

For Lin Jingzhe, middle-aged scribes are naturally no strangers. He has heard of Lin Jingzhe from the mouths of the captured prisoners.

Known as the guardian of a country, the best in the world Lin Jingzhe.

But soon the frowning brows of the middle-aged scribes were relaxed, and a glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes. After a little thought, he called the waiting official to whisper (good Li's): "Let the archer prepare, Lin Jingzhe appears in a moment, and three thousand archers aim at him alone."

"No matter what the cost, he will be killed today."

After listening to the middle-aged scribes, the subordinate officials quickly left and ran to the archery camp.

In fact, the middle-aged scribes had already made plans to kill Lin Jingzhe before, but since the beginning of the battle, he has not seen Lin Jingzhe appear, which made him put some of his previous plans on hold.

But now that Lin Jingzhe has appeared, then his beheading plan can be executed.

"That's Lin Jingzhe?"

Sudden.

After the middle-aged scribe gave the order, he noticed that the whole battlefield was quiet.

The enemy's army on the side of the country of Ming Dynasty surrendered a way.

A young man in a black robe, dragging a bucket-thick iron rod, slowly walked towards the battlefield. .

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