Overgod Ascension

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Unpredictable!

Hearing the screams around him and Xiaoyu's corpse lying in front of him, Wu Ming clenched his teeth.

In troubled times, people are not as good as dogs.

Under the survival task of the main temple, how can you be slack?

Before, if the opponent's arrow was slightly off, it might be him who died.

"Kill all the Han Chinese!"

The horseshoes got closer, and the barbarian riders were unparalleled in shooting and shooting. Although there were only ten riders at this time, the flying arrows rained down on the city, and no one dared to probe, and the barbarian rushed to the front of the soil circle.

One of them, a barbarian who looked like a ten-man, jumped off his horse and climbed up the wall in three or two strokes, using his hands and feet like a big ape, with a ferocious smile on his eagle-nosed and deep-eyed face.

In the uncertain light and shade of the fire, the oil paint totem on this person's face was distorted, and the blue-black runes seemed to choose someone to devour.

Swish!

A cyan arc-shaped light appeared in his hand, and the heads of several Xiangyongs flew out when the scimitar passed.

'If we hadn't heard from us and had been on guard, such a Zhuangzi would come down as soon as he was rushed...'

Wu Ming sighed and saw more barbarians rushing forward. He couldn't help winking at Qin Hu who was still in a daze: "Let's go!"

At this critical time, if you don't show value, when will you wait?

Needless to say, if Daqingzhuang was really destroyed and the barbarians were bloodbathed, and they still wanted to survive for seven days, it would become a joke.

"Hu people want to open the door, don't let them succeed!"

Wu Ming thought so, and did the same thing. He immediately spotted a barbarian who had just come up, shouted loudly, and entangled him.

Peng!

The one fighting against Wu Ming was a bearded man, he slashed with a machete without even looking at it, the angle was strange, the strength was fierce, and it was extremely concise, simply and neatly to the extreme.

Wu Ming took a deep breath, lowered his body suddenly, dodged a blow, and punched the barbarian.

The bearded man's complexion changed when he was struck by the energy, and he held a scimitar, and swished three sabers one after another, the sabers were fierce and incomparable, full of military style.

"Great strength, at least equivalent to the third level of physical body, a master with strong muscles and bones!"

Martial arts starts with calming the mind, and then it is the polishing of the skin, muscles and bones, and the next level is to exercise the inner strength of the internal organs.

At this time, Wu Ming was a four-fold physical body, a master of inner strength, not only his muscles and bones, but also his internal organs were all condensed, but even so, he did not dare to use his flesh and blood to resist the enemy's scimitar.

His face was solemn, his feet were like the wind, he quickly avoided two stabs, and exhaled deeply again, his abdominal cavity was sunken by a layer, avoiding the catastrophe of opening his chest with the last stab.

This breath was really scary, Wu Ming even felt that his strong lungs could not bear it, full of hot feeling, Mu Ran punched out.

boom!

With unreserved strength, the fist hit the cavalryman on the head, smashing him down the wall.

[Kill a barbarian cavalry soldier and get fifty minor merits! 】

Almost at the moment when the cavalry turned over and fell, Wu Ming heard the mechanical sound of the main temple in his mind.

"ah!"

At this moment, there was an exclamation. It turned out that Huang Ying and Kang Shouli were in trouble.

I saw a barbarian rushing forward with a grim smile? Kang Shouli, who had a double level of physical body, looked at the vicious barbarians, his courage was exhausted, he couldn't move, and was beheaded with a knife, which made Huang Ying scream sharply.

As for Xiangyong, Wang Yin's face was as deep as water, and he was entangled with the former ten husband Tulu warriors, punching and kicking, and there was a sound of bang bang, but the other group of people shrunk their eggs and surrounded Wang Qiao to hide, which made Wu Ming quite Some impulse to scold mother.

Glancing at Qin Hu again, the boy's face was as deep as water, and he was entangled with a barbarian with a steel knife he didn't know where. Chong, came to the back of the barbarian Huang Ying was facing, and punched him.

Unexpectedly, this barbarian had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly turned his head and slashed, with the light of the knife under his hood.

An empty feeling of powerlessness came, obviously he missed the target, which caused a look of surprise on the barbarian's face, and Wu Ming immediately grabbed the back of his neck, lifted him upside down, his strength was released and retracted, and he slammed it suddenly .

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, this person came into close contact with the wall, his neck showed a strange arc, and even his head was half sunken, obviously he couldn't survive.

"Many...thank you Mr. Wuming for saving me!"

Such a violent scene made Huang Ying stunned for a while before she said in a daze.

"It's okay... just do what you can..."

Wu Ming said something casually, and then saw the old man Wang Qiao yelling loudly.

"Dare to come to Daqingzhuang's idea? Give it to me!"

Amidst the old man Wang Qiao's angry shouts, several Xiangyongs wearing leather armor and holding hundreds of steel-making knives rushed over. They were fierce and mighty, at least they were warriors with a physical body of two or three layers.

And the other team was even more brutal, taking out more than a dozen longbows to aim at, and even a crossbow arrow among them!

"Bows and crossbows? Armor? It seems that no matter what dynasty, keeping it private is treason, right?"

Seeing such a big killer appear, even Wu Ming's forehead broke out in cold sweat.

But it is clear that not only the high-end force in this world is astonishing, but even the conventional force is far beyond the ancient times of the previous life.

Sure enough, upon seeing this battle, the leading Huren Tulu warrior's complexion changed, he shouted a few words, and he stopped entangled with Wang Yin, and quickly jumped off the wall.

The surviving barbarians retreated one after another, and soon another arrow shot from the darkness.

"Want to leave? Ask me first!"

At this time, Wang Yin was red-eyed, and suddenly snatched the crossbow arrow, and with the light of the fire, he pulled the trigger against the wall.

Buzz!

The bow is like a thunderbolt! The powerful movement of the mechanism, even like thunder on the ground, made Wu Ming's ears buzz a little.

puff!

As soon as the Huren Tulu warrior landed on the horse's back, the long arrow followed. The powerful kinetic energy not only directly passed through the man's chest, but also sank into the horse's back!

Kill two birds with one stone!

Seeing that the leaders were all down, the Hu people who were still trembling were frightened. Qin Hu seized the opportunity and cut off the opponent's neck with a single knife, with a slight joy on his face.

The barbarian's scolding came from below, and there were several flying arrows.

And Xiangyong on the top of the soil circle also raised his courage, yelled and cursed one after another, and shot wildly into the darkness. After a long time of hustle and bustle, he slowly returned to calm.

...

Daqingzhuang in the early morning was shrouded in sadness and solemnity.

Inside the ancestral hall, villagers surrounded the coffin, their eyes were red, women and children wept endlessly.

And Wu Ming, Qin Hu, and Huang Ying collected the corpses for Kang Shouli and Xiaoyu, and there seemed to be a huge stone pressing down on their hearts.

"I would like to thank you for your help last night!"

At this time, Wang Qiao wrapped her arms and came to greet Wu Ming and the others: "Please rest assured, my lord, we will properly arrange the coffins of your companions..."

It has to be said that the outburst between Wu Ming and Qin Hu last night left a deep impression on old man Wang Qiao.

After all, two warriors of the third or fourth level of the physical body, placed in Daqingzhuang, are absolute masters. Except for Wang Yin, I am afraid that no one can resist.

"Thank you, Li Chang Gao Yi!"

Wu Ming's eyes were slightly red: "It's just that the barbarians are cruel, so they won't stop here... We have to prepare early!"

He knew in his heart that he might not be afraid of close combat against ordinary barbarian cavalry, but if he played horseback riding and archery with the opponent on the plain, he would end up being tortured and killed.

Just talking about hand-to-hand combat, a Tulu warrior is enough to give him a headache.

In contrast, of course, one must advance and retreat with the forces of Daqingzhuang to have a little chance of saving one's life.

"How does this old man not know, last night was just a wave of vanguards? The barbarians have always shot, at least it was a centurion..."

Old man Wang smiled wryly, hesitant to speak.

Wu Ming naturally knew what he wanted to say, and said directly: "I can write a book, but at this time there must be barbarian horsemen near Daqingzhuang, I'm afraid..."

These words made Wang Qiao's heart sink, she couldn't help but said at a loss: "What should I do? What should I do..."

It has to be said that although this person is somewhat scheming, he has been in peace for a long time, and now he is suddenly facing an iron-blooded battle, so it is not bad to be able to perform this way.

But no matter what he thought, Wu Ming would definitely not agree to anything.

After all, it would be hell if he could really call in reinforcements!

It's just that this time is different from the past, and the old man Wang Qiao has discovered something is wrong, so can he still push them out?

Moreover, this person may not dare to state the facts clearly, cutting off the last hope of the entire Zhuangzi people.

When you are drowning, it is the last straw, and you have to grab it desperately.

Perhaps, in Wang Qiao's heart, she was still desperately deceiving herself.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, but he said: "I know that the Hu people are cruel and inhumane, and some methods have to be guarded against!"

...

Not far from Daqingzhuang.

In a temporary camp.

Dozens of Hu people were solemn and dignified, gathered in front of a shaman wearing a deer horn mask, black and white divine clothes, and a bloody drum hanging from his waist.

At this time, in front of these people, there were still a few Hu people who were tied up and knelt down, looking like they were the cavalry who attacked Daqing Village last night.

"The wolf god will bless us!"

The shaman suddenly said: "According to the rules on the grassland... your ten commander died in battle, and your entire team should be buried with him!"

The eyeballs under his antler mask didn't seem to move at all, but the prisoners were trembling.

"You go! Your lives will be inherited by us, and the place of shame will be washed with blood!"

The shaman stepped forward and grabbed the hair of a kneeling prisoner. A golden dagger appeared in his right hand, and he slapped the prisoner's neck violently.

The artery was cut, and large streams of blood rushed out. It seemed that in an illusion, the bloody Dharma drum on the shaman's waist appeared more vivid...

"Aligu! Go, wipe that Zhuangzi off the ground!"

The shaman's voice was mysterious, and he looked around the camp. There were piles of sacks of grain and a large number of innocent Han captives...