Cao Cao crosses Wu Dalang

Chapter 454

Before Mingjiao raised the flag to rebel, it was already one of the most powerful forces in the world. The envoys, kings, marshals and scattered people, most of them were enough to start a sect in terms of martial arts and cultivation. For masters, they naturally saw a lot.

But to be as powerful as Huang Chang, even if it is not unprecedented, it is indeed rare.

Especially this person's tricks are weird, Pang Wanchun has been walking in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, he has been famous for a long time, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, but now seeing him make a move, he can't tell which school or school it is.

As if at this time——

Lei Jiong saw that his partner Ji Ji's head was crushed by a foot, and he couldn't restrain his anger. Amidst the strange screams, Tribulus Guduo swung back with all his strength, but Huang Chang was not in a hurry, and with the force of the step, he volleyed upside down A somersault avoided Lei Jiong's counterattack, head up and down, taking advantage of Lei Jiong's tricks, he poked out five holes in Lei Jiong's head, then landed lightly, and shouted: "Marshal Xirui, you are welcome!" Don't run away, come and fight this old man!"

Pang Wanchun ignored it.

Ninety percent of his skills are in the bow and arrow, this person can easily kill Du Wei, and kill Ji Ji and Lei Jiong like a chicken, how can he be right with him?With the help of two lieutenants trying their best to stop him, he had already fled to the rear. Just as Fang Jie returned from killing hundreds of cavalrymen, he hurriedly shouted: "Ajie, that old man is invincible, so you should line up and kill him!"

Fang Jie is a master of martial arts, and he is recognized as a master by the second generation of the sect. Even compared with the first generation, only Fang Qifo can hold him back. Naturally, he felt a sense of arrogance in his heart, and immediately said: "Now the two armies are fighting in a melee. How to line up in a hurry? Wait for me to kill him."

Pang Wanchun grabbed hold of it, and said angrily: "Du Liuarm was murdered in five moves, can you kill Du Wei within five moves?"

The shock in the hearts of the two of them at this moment is probably only in the time-traveling novels, when the protagonists, with an understatement, write those good poems that should have been hard to see in ten years and are destined to last forever, they act as the background of the indigenous talents We can empathize.

Unexpectedly, the battle was just about to break out, and without hesitation, Huang Chang ran straight to Fang Jie, wanting to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

How arrogant is Han Chang, the "shooting iron" who seems to have descended from his father to be a golden man?The one who relies on it is the unique skill of nine consecutive balls.

When he yelled out one word, the formation took a step forward, and the first eight words were shouted out loudly, and the three-sided battle formation moved forward eight steps, followed by two hits, and immediately surrounded Huang Chang. The word "kill" was uttered by those 300 people in unison.

The speed of this knife was not considered fast, the Mingjiao soldier on the opposite side immediately dodged and stabbed, the old man stopped him with his knife horizontally, and swung his knife again, but this knife was much faster and hit the soldier in the chest.

Huang Chang couldn't stop him from stabbing with spears, he jumped high, and then sixty spears stabbed upwards. This kind of killing method was not for dealing with battle formations, it was precisely for Mingjiao masters to deal with people with outstanding martial arts skills. If you are an ordinary light kung fu master, even if you block the first two rounds of attacks, once you jump up, you will inevitably be poked into skewers.

It was enough to hit the ground, and he jumped up lightly, and with a whoosh, the guns flew away.

Dozens of long spears plunged into the crane cloak, and the army succeeded. Before they were happy, they heard screams, but it was Huang Chang who rushed into the third team, slashing his palms, hitting his head and kicking his feet. Kill 20 people in a row.

The greatest power of the military formation lies in its "no brain", so it can combine all forces without fear of life and death, and its disadvantage lies in this.

Fang Jie quickly leaned back to dodge, and kicked violently from below.

Unexpectedly, Huang Chang's grasp was clearly exhausted, and the arm suddenly grew half a foot, which was beyond Fang Jie's expectation. He tore the armor on the side of his neck with his bare hands, and immediately blood flew, What a big hole.

This is exactly--

Huang Chang dodged the gun forest, full of fear, knowing that such a fight would be difficult for him, he hurriedly exhaled and turned his strength, his body sank, and he fell quickly, the army's spears came out again, but he suddenly came out from the cloak, The ground rolls, swift as a raccoon, and then exerts force at the same time with hands, feet, chest and abdomen, like a frightened big snake, jumps quickly, rushes into the frontal formation from the gap under the shield, the knife light explodes, and seven or eight calves are cut off immediately .

Fang Jie grasped the painting halberd tightly with one hand, and punched with the other. Huang Chang dismantled two moves with one hand, and suddenly reached out to grab Fang Jie's throat.

At this time, Huang Chang had rushed more than ten feet away, and Pang Wanchun wanted to buy time for the formation, so he immediately got together and shouted: "Old man, don't you want to see grandpa's martial arts? Just take a few arrows from me!"

Huang Chang is not an ordinary person. After jumping up, he saw the spears rising from below. He took a deep breath, stopped in the air, and then pouted his hips and retracted his waist and abdomen. With force, he forcibly raised another foot or two.

Huang Chang was not angry, smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "You can shoot another arrow, and the old man is sure to dodge it. If you can shoot twelve consecutive arrows, maybe you can be a threat."

Pang Wanchun can shoot ten arrows in a row, surpassing Nanguo, so he naturally knows the truth, especially three or five consecutive arrows, or can be achieved through hard work. , every time you shoot an arrow, the difficulty almost doubles.Eleven arrows in a row, I still have some hope. As for shooting twelve arrows in a row, it was something I never dreamed of at that time.

This record of staying in the air is like a fairy, if it is placed in later generations, the leader Qiao will be jealous and shed tears when he sees it.

Two steps down to fight again, Fang Jie drew his halberd wide open and closed, Huang Chang showed his agility and agility, and moved among them like a butterfly. After fighting to twenty, Fang Jie's equipment was heavy after all, and he was furious. The momentum was unstoppable, Huang Chang suddenly reached out and grabbed his halberd and wouldn't let go.

Fang Jie was shocked when he heard the words, if Du Wei's martial arts were inferior, he would not be able to be a general on hussars, let alone a step general, his martial arts are indeed more suitable for martial arts competitions, if he is killed by five moves, he is probably not an opponent.

Grandmaster Mo Dao has high martial arts skills, and no thousand hands can equal a thousand knives.Who can stand in the clouds in the flesh, and his life is still floating in the wind.

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath and wanted to use all his abilities to forcibly break into the battle to kill people. Suddenly, he heard a person shouting: "The court has no way, we will do the opposite, follow the will of heaven and the people, pedantic, what a big talk! Kill him!" !"

Huang Chang twisted his eyes, raised his whole body's strength, and swung the saber wildly for a circle. The first dozen or so knives he knocked on couldn't bear his strength, so they all flew into the sky, but every time he bumped, his strength inevitably lost a little bit. , After knocking all those knives away, my hands and body couldn't help shaking, and my right hand was even more numb.

You must know that these soldiers are all the capital of Fang La's fortune. They have been trained for several years, ordered and banned, and they are not inferior to any elite soldiers in the world.

Huang Chang straightened his expression, blocked the sword with his right hand, swung the sleeve with his left hand, and crackled the arrows away, but those arrows were heavy and fast, even with his skill in martial arts, it was inevitable that he was facing a formidable enemy. Unable to block the frame, he suddenly folded his waist back, the arrow flashed half a foot above his chest, and shot over an officer and soldier behind him.

Fang Jie hastily shouted: "Listen to my orders! The formation-"

Before Huang Chang sent troops with Tong Guan, he had also read the information of the leaders of the Ming Cult. Seeing Fang Jie's hand, the painted halberd was as sharp as a dragon, and he immediately had a guess: at such an age and such martial arts, if it weren't for Who else is "Little Lu Bu" Fang Jie?
Fang Jie's move was unpredictable, Huang Chang knew it was hard to resist, if he dodged it, he must have a subtle back move, he simply mentioned lightness kung fu, jumped on the plane of Fang Jie's halberd, it looked like he was going to follow the halberd Rod goes straight up.

Fang Jie said angrily: "Don't rely on some martial arts to underestimate my Mingjiao hero!"

Fang Jie gasped, his heart was pounding, he couldn't believe what he saw: the old man's moves, from raw to proficient, from simple to complex, created a new set of sword skills that he had never seen before.

Pang Wanchun stretched out his palms, clenched his fists, relieved the numbness in his arms, and said with a sneer, "It's a pity that I'm not good enough, I can only shoot ten arrows, but you old man."

Swallowing, his voice was extremely dry: "Pang Shuai, did you see it?"

If it was an ordinary person, if the weapon was damaged in battle, it would be a disaster, but Huang Chang didn't care, and shook his hand, the broken knife shot straight at Fang Jie's face, Fang Jie dodged with his head sideways, and the halberd in his hand moved a little slower. He took a step forward and struck out with a palm. Fang Jie couldn't resist, so he rolled to the side and got off his horse.

The power of an army formation lies in its strict discipline, everyone is a part of it, and everyone is only a part of it—this can only be achieved through hard work, and for soldiers in the formation, it is almost instinctive.

Huang Chang's thoughts flashed: No wonder there are countless heroes in ancient times, but only those generals with long swords and heavy armor ruled the battlefield. In such a formation, even if their martial arts are superb, they are useless!But you can't fight hard.

However, things in the world, where yin and yang are combined, are often the thinnest and most fragile where they are most sharp and sharp. It seems that a person's greatest strength may also be his greatest weakness.

The Mingjiao soldiers consisted of a hundred people. Of the two teams Fang Jie had assembled, one was relatively superior in combat power, and the two were at the back of the formation, and they were never completely involved in the melee.

I just wonder if Wang Shunchen, who can defeat ten thousand people with one arrow, has such earth-shattering abilities?
These thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and Huang Chang said again: "With your archery skills, you don't contribute to the country, but follow the people to rebel and cause disaster to the world. If I don't except you, I don't know how many good men have died at your hands .”

After killing six or seven people in a row, the old man probably still felt exhausted, so he grabbed a single knife, weighed it, swung the knife to fend off several spears, frowned and thought for a moment, and cut forward with a knife.

Then the bandits in front of them scattered and retreated, and the 300 people were divided into three sides to kill. On each side, twenty swordsmen armed with shields lined up in front. Leaning out, a general held a halberd and stood up immediately, shouting: "Maitreya is born, King Ming is born, kill, kill, kill!"

"The third team, the ninth team, and the seventeenth team, listen to my orders and form an array to kill the enemy!" Fang Jie let go of his desire to compete for supremacy, and shouted loudly.

Those soldiers subconsciously dispersed to both sides, forming a new formation while dispersing, and only waited for Fang Jie to drink the word "formation", and then formed a new formation to surround them. He knew very well that Huang Chang's killing method of forcing his way through the formation by using his body skills was the most exhausting. As long as his morale was not destroyed by him, he could open and close a few times, and when he was exhausted, he could really siege him.

With the first kill, sixty steel knives slashed together, like a mountain of knives collapsing.

With the second kill, the sword was retracted and the shield was erected. Between the slits, sixty long spears were stabbed at the same time.

Fang Jie was furious, and shouted: "An dare to underestimate me so much!" With all his strength, he suddenly shook the halberd. Huang Chang felt a huge shock under his feet, and couldn't stand still. Zan said: "At your age, it's really extraordinary to be able to understand the importance of strength. If it wasn't for the sake of the country, I really couldn't bear to kill a young hero like you."

Huang Chang straightened his waist, nodded and praised: "What a skillful hand with ten consecutive pearls, which is so shocking! This archery really deserves the name of 'Little Yangyouji'."

The old man withdrew his knife and didn't look at the soldier covered in blood. After thinking about it, he suddenly showed a smile, rushed a few steps, and swung his knife repeatedly. The faster the knife danced, the weird but irresistible moves were used like flowing water.

With the third kill, sixty shoulder-length spears slanted upwards and stabbed fiercely. Huang Chang looked down, but it seemed that a forest of spears grew out of thin air under his feet.

Immediately he stood up and looked intently, only to see an old man wearing a crane cloak striding forward among the rebellious army, if he met officers and soldiers, he would gently push him away, if he met the southern army, he would punch and palm Even if he is killed, the demeanor of lifting weights with ease is really breathtaking.

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't believe it. It was impossible for a talented person like Fang Qifo to create a set of martial arts so easily.

Fang Jie didn't want to follow Pang Wanchun's example and retreat. Although he knew that the opponent's martial arts were amazing, but his own ability was acquired through countless hard work. If he really met him, how could he be willing to give in easily?
With a firm grip on the horse's belly, the white horse leaped out. Fang Jie slammed the eucalyptus and stabbed it out. Halfway through the thrust, he suddenly lifted the crescent moon towards Huang Chang's jaw, and then pressed it again. Poke hard at the opponent's lower abdomen.

It turns out that in archery, Lianzhu arrows are the most difficult to practice, not only fast, but also accuracy and strength.Among the archers, if they can achieve three or five consecutive shots, they are enough to rule the roost for a while, and if they can shoot seven consecutive shots, they can truly be called master archers.

With his martial arts skills, he is naturally not good at lying, Pang Wanchun's expression darkened——

At this time, if there is a killing in the rivers and lakes, the people below will naturally hold their spears still and wait for you to fall down. However, these soldiers have practiced tens of thousands of times to draw their spears and retract them. If they miss a single stab, they subconsciously Take it, although some people may have turned their heads, but seeing the robes and others retracting their guns, they naturally had to follow.

The halberd slashed again, Huang Chang sighed, and swung the knife to meet the challenge. Fang Jie put up all his strength, and by virtue of his commanding position, the halberd frightened the gods and ghosts, and Huang Chang was forced to rush in several times. After fighting for seven or eight times, suddenly there was a "clang", but the single-handed sword in his hand collided repeatedly, unable to resist the long-tempered painting halberd, and suddenly broke.

Bending the bow and setting the arrow while talking, but listening to the continuous sound of strings, the feathered arrows pierced through the air, almost forming a long line in the air. Rare astonishing marksmanship.

Pang Wanchun's complexion was iron, and his face was also full of shock: "It's somewhat like Dewey's epee swordsmanship, but also takes into account the mighty single-handed sword. Damn it, he created a saber technique before the battle?"

At the same time, Huang Chang stepped on Fang Jie's kick, grabbed the halberd with his hand, looked at Fang Jie who was covering his wound and backed away in shock, and sighed again. He was about to kill him when he heard the sound of bowstrings. Knowing that it was Pang Wanchun who had shot a cold arrow, he had to dodge to one side.

Thanks to this flash, Fang Jie's guards were able to rush forward. Two of them supported Fang Jie and tried to escape. People, still chasing Fang Jie.

After only a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves. He turned his head and saw a short and strong man wearing Zhong Kui's mask, riding his horse and raising his sword to kill him. It is as if it is real.

There are different teachings: painting halberds into the sea of ​​dragons and chaos, Lu Fang was named Xiao Wenhou in vain.The general fought hard to hang the line, and the Taibao acted to save his life.

(End of this chapter)