Commanding Wind and Cloud

The blue potion was slightly sweet in the mouth, and it slid down the throat all the way into the abdomen. The exhausted and dry acupuncture points in the body suddenly seemed like springs springing up directly from the dry land.

"This...how is it possible?" Mo Jin was taken aback by the fighting energy recovery potion in his hand, and after drinking only one-tenth of the potion, the dry fighting spirit was revived in an instant!

The roar of a wild beast interrupted the shock of motivation, and the Ji Du saber in his hand slashed across, cutting off two bamboos as thick as thumbs and the head of a one-armed ape.

In this environment full of beasts, even hiding in a tree would not be too safe, and it would still attract those beasts with a keen sense of smell over time.

Qian Jin held the knife and looked at the open space under the tree branches, where a pack of more than a dozen wild wolves had gathered. If they hadn't known how to climb trees, they would have rushed up.

Carefully put away the magic potion, and secretly decided to go to the pharmacy to have a look if he had time. The blacksmithing skills learned here can be used, so what about the pharmacy knowledge learned here? If it can also be used?

Jumping down from the branch, Gan Jin slashed down with Ji Du's saber in his hand, and a wild wolf leaping high was cut in half by the light of the saber.

Leaving behind a field of wild wolf corpses, he continued to move forward vigorously holding the Saber, and glanced at the Jidu Saber in his hand from time to time, and continued to fight with it. The more he found that the Saber with a blade more than three feet long was really easy to use! The only pity is that the blade is still a little short, if it becomes five feet long it should be the most suitable.

"When I forge fighters myself, I must get a fighter with a five-foot-long blade!" With a vigorous smile, he licked his lips with his tongue, and looked down at the map given by Black in his hand.

According to the introduction on the map, we should be able to reach our destination in less than two hours.

"Hurry up, you should be able to arrive earlier." Qi Jin put away the map.

Concentrate on your legs, pay attention to the surrounding situation vigilantly, and if there is any disturbance, you will cut the air with a knife, and it is often possible to kill the wild beast or the down-and-out swordsman in the air.

After rushing out of a dense forest, his strenuous running stopped suddenly, and he was actually in a cottage!

The construction of this cottage is very strange. It has no main entrance, and it is connected into two semicircles with wooden stakes, which are just connected with the outermost trees of the forest. But after passing through the forest, people will find that people have appeared in the man-made cottage.

In the quiet cottage, with the sudden appearance of energy, those down-and-out swordsmen who were either sitting or lying on the ground basking in the sun all raised their weapons and stood up with ferocious faces.

"Damn it! Can't be so unlucky? On Black's map, it didn't say that there is such a place here?" Looking at the 70 or 80 down-and-out swordsmen with unfriendly expressions, he twitched his lips and smiled bitterly: "This... If I say, I went to the wrong place... Will you pretend that you didn't see it?"

Ow! Suddenly, someone in the knife hand gave a strange scream, and the downcast swordsmen who had been quiet just now raised the swords in their hands in unison, and suddenly raised the swords and ran wildly at Qi Jin!

"Damn it! No way?" Ke Jin swears. He has hacked and killed many opponents during this period, but he has never really faced so many enemies. It is really hard to say whether he can win.

Qian Jin grasped the Ji Du Zhan Saber tightly with both hands, like a meteor falling from the sky, falling from top to bottom, the fine iron blade was shaking and rolling, the blade swayed from side to side, slashing straight at the opponent's shoulders, making it impossible to judge whether the last landing point of the knife was the left shoulder or the right shoulder.

After killing many times with a knife in a row, the enthusiasm gradually began to understand with the body, some meanings and tricks of the sword split among the students, no longer just doing movements for the sake of doing movements.

puff! He directly picked up the sword in the hand of the swordsman, flew the sword and pierced it into the throat of the other person, his knees were slightly ejected to the right, and he ran away with his legs loose.

Qian Jin asked himself that he was not the guardian of a city like Fabredis, but he was the number one expert at the Oakland Academy of Magic and Warriors. No matter how brave he was, he was still not brave enough to fight with seventy or eighty swordsmen, all of whom were fifth-level fighters.

One hits more than a dozen, and if you are motivated to ask yourself, it is still possible to do it, and one hits seventy or eighty? This kind of thing must be done by a strong man like Fabredis.

Motivation is not simply running away, but looking for a fighter while escaping. He ran around the edge of the stronghold. This is the knowledge he learned from the school tactics class. He mobilized the enemy's large forces, and then tried to make them out of touch during the movement, and then immediately delivered a fatal blow.

This is the case in the battle of the large army, and the same is true when one person fights a group of people. The seemingly erratic running around with vigor gradually made these down-and-out swordsmen start to disperse.

"Opportunity!" Gan Jin saw the three swordsmen who were closest to him, his legs suddenly stopped running away, and he turned around with his swords, hacking and sweeping to kill the three of them and ran away again.

Soon, these swordsmen also discovered the problem. They began to form various small groups, and then formed a large encirclement, bit by bit compressing the space for motivation.

One hour……

Sitting vigorously on the ground covered with stumps, he was gasping for breath. The Jidu Dao and Saber were stuck in the ground beside him. Before, it was just a body covered with other people's blood, but now there are more than a dozen wounds of different depths. Even the slightest movement will cause people to grin and gasp for air.

"No wonder, the tactics teacher always emphasized in class that maps play an indispensable role in war." Gan Jin reluctantly tore the clothes of the swordsman's corpse into cloth strips, then took out the wound medicine from the skin bag, grinned and sprinkled the powder on the wound, and then used the cloth strips to only bind the wound.

The moment I tied the cloth strip tightly to my arm, I was about to burst into tears: "Thanks for Black's map! It's not because there is no stronghold marked here. I really didn't know that maps are so useful in war. If I join the army and enter the battlefield of gods and demons in the future, I must draw the map by myself, otherwise I will entrust my life to others, which is too dangerous."

Standing up vigorously holding the saber, looking at the messy battlefield around him that looked like a Shura massacre battlefield, pride rose in his chest again and again.