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Chapter 1172 I can also carry it if necessary

The so-called murderous intent, for ordinary people, the most direct feeling is the invisible pressure you feel when your mother calls your full name.

The murderous intent released by Wang Yunxiao is essentially the special magical power brought by Xue Futu, "Everyone is the enemy of the country". Under the cover of his murderous intent, everyone will suffer indiscriminate suppression.

That is a thrill that comes from the soul.

The moment he comes into contact with murderous intent, he will fall into the illusion of death and experience firsthand the despair and fear of the last moments of the dead who fall at his feet.

There is no other way to offset this murderous intent. Either you become a murderer like him and kill countless people, or you use the resistance brought by the formation of the palace soldiers to hedge against it.

The second-level advanced Blood Pagoda of the outer soldiers of the palace is already very terrifying. The horror level of Wang Yunxiao's Blood Pagoda is far beyond those Blood Pagodas that have been advanced normally.

After realizing this problem, Wei Liuyun chose the head-on exchange plan without hesitation.

The method of Fubingwaidao is a typical way of fighting to support fighting, the more you fight, the stronger you become.

When facing the Blood Pagoda, you cannot defend. The more you try to preserve your strength, the easier it will be for him to find an opportunity to break through your formation and beat you to pieces until you are completely wiped out.

The only way is to fight for consumption.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Block his initial momentum, and then you can consider what to do next.

Wei Bao dragged Xia Chengyuan up the shore with difficulty, opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of muddy sea water, then knelt on the beach and coughed desperately.

Wei Liuyun's voice suddenly appeared in his ears: "Come and help."

"No! My neck is broken!"

Wei Bao wanted to cry but had no tears. Wang Yunxiao's punch directly broke his spine. If he was not a captain with full defense, anyone who wanted to find his head would have to cut open his body and look in his chest.

You beast, you are so cruel, you really think I am a foreigner, right?
"You'll have five minutes to rest. You can enter in five minutes."

Wei Liuyun did not intend to bargain with him and gave the order directly.

"You might as well let me die!"

Wei Bao rolled his eyes and said, “I’m almost becoming a paraplegic, and you’ll just give me five minutes?”
"You'll die in five minutes."

"You f#￥%..."

Wei Liuyun is not always so cold-blooded and ruthless. People who are familiar with him know that his command style has always been flexible and changeable. He will not give up easily even if he is outnumbered by the enemy, and he can always seize the seemingly impossible chance of victory in times of crisis.

If you ask who is the strongest student in the Naval Academy, it would be hard to say before Wang Yunxiao enrolled.

But if you ask who has the best command ability among the students in school, everyone will tell you it is Wei Liuyun.

He always maintains a 100% winning rate in various sand table simulations and exercise competitions.

Many students’ understanding of Wei Liuyun is that if you want to win, no matter how strange his orders are or whether you can understand them or not, you must execute them.

Whether you are charging into the enemy's ranks or covering the rear, or even if he directly orders you to die, you must have a reason to die.

If you don't want to win, then it doesn't matter. You can just treat his words as bullshit.

But who doesn’t want to win?

In the center of the battlefield, Ma Zhiqiu finally couldn't hold on any longer. He fell to the ground with his knees weak and his eyes lost their luster.

Wei Liuyun asked him to hold on, and even though he cursed at him harshly, he actually held on until the very last moment.

As he fell, the dream created by the Dreamwalker could no longer be maintained, and Wang Yunxiao quickly woke up from the dream.

An unprecedented feeling of fatigue suddenly came over me the moment I woke up.

It was like a battle that lasted for three days and three nights.

At this moment, the gravity around him suddenly surged, as if a mountain was pressing down on his shoulders. Countless secret words turned into chains that bound his hands and feet, pinning him to the spot and making him unable to move.

In the short one minute that he was controlled by Ma Zhiqiu, Wei Liuyun had summoned all the actors from the three grades and launched a saturation seal on him at this point in time.

However, this also allowed Wang Yunxiao to detect the number of actors in the opponent's formation through his murderous intent.

Twenty-four actors, not bad, a little more than expected.

These are not some cabbages sold on the roadside, but twenty-four actors who were selected and trained from the best of the 1,500 outstanding officers among the officers and soldiers of the Northern Fleet.

The existence of every entertainer means that a large warship has received mystical protection and blessing.

Even Wang Yunxiao didn't dare to take on the combined seal of these twenty-four people.

The key point is not the number of people. Even if you have a million troops and can stop the flow of troops with a whip, without a suitable military commander to lead the command, it will still be a mess.

When these twenty-four people attacked at the same time, Wang Yunxiao realized that the opponent had already established a rhythm.

The "rhythm" on the battlefield is actually a very metaphysical thing.

Ordinary people cannot feel or understand it, but for senior commanders, there is no essential difference between commanding a battle and conducting a symphony performance.

As long as the rhythm is under my control, a few discordant sounds don't matter.

No matter how much you pretend to be cool, you cannot follow the other party's rhythm, otherwise you will fail sooner or later.

After thinking about this, Wang Yunxiao decisively used the magical power of the lieutenant Zhecho, "No Taboos", and stomped his foot to shatter all the seals around him, and the reefs under his feet also collapsed, and he fell into the sea on his own initiative.

"Captain Zhechou..."

Wei Liuyun, who was about to command the next attack, couldn't help but sigh.

The righteous Zhechou Xiaowei of the Fubing, together with the unorthodox Xuefutu, is undoubtedly the king of war.

Legends are legends, but after seeing Ma Zhiqiu dragging him into a dream, Wei Liuyun still held on to hope and organized the actors from various classes to set a trap to trap him.

What if?
There are also differences between the Zhechou Xiaowei, the most obvious of which is the number of people they command.

Wang Yunxiao is alone. How much power can he exert as a Zhechou Xiaowei?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a one-time event.

When he saw Wang Yunxiao breaking the seal and falling into the sea, he knew there was no hope.

The magical power possessed by the Captain Zhechou becomes more powerful the more troops he commands, but it doesn't mean that he can't use it when you are alone.

Moreover, due to different personal qualities, the effects of application will also be different.

It is obvious that Wang Yunxiao has already mastered all the magical powers without any taboos, or to put it more bluntly, his promotion to the rank of Zhechou Xiaowei was not at all untrue.

There are no shortcomings.

On the other hand, some people...

Wei Liuyun turned his gaze to Gao Lingfeng who was silent in the distance.

"Are you constipated?"

"You're constipated! You said you'd give me three minutes!"

Gao Lingfeng gritted his teeth.

Only one and a half minutes had passed since Wang Yunxiao and Ma Zhiqiu started fighting. It seemed that the two sides were fighting back and forth, but in fact, judging from the time scale, it was completely a one-sided crushing by Wang Yunxiao, and his side had already lost at least five classes.

Who was it that just boasted that he could buy me three minutes?
Now you are anxious and remember me again?

Wei Liuyun raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then said expressionlessly, "This is the last minute. I'll fight for you. The time starts from now, 59..."

With a loud bang, the reef under his feet collapsed instantly, and Wang Yunxiao rushed out from the ground holding a blood-red spear in his hand, stabbing Wei Liuyun with the spear! To capture the thief, capture the leader first!
The easiest way to break up the formation of thousands of palace soldiers is to kill their commander directly.

And Wei Liuyun did not deliberately conceal his existence.

He just stood there, waiting for Wang Yunxiao to arrive.

If he had a choice, he certainly didn't want to go to the front line. It wasn't a question of whether he would live or not, but if he was defeated, the others would lose their command and fight each other in chaos.

During the period of changing commanders, it was easy for Wang Yunxiao to achieve amazing results.

The main reason is that other people simply can’t bear it!
The fighting power of Xuefutu is too terrifying. Those below the rank of Zhechou Xiaoliu are not even qualified to stand in front of him, let alone resist damage.

Seeing the long spear coming straight towards his chest, Wei Liuyun moved sideways, and his whole body suddenly unfolded like the pages of a book.

The palace soldiers were promoted to the rank of Zhechou Captain!
The actor was promoted to proofreader through the right path!

At this time, Wang Yunxiao also wanted to say, are you a human being?

How did you practice this?

If these two methods were advanced at the same time, it would be like Li Xunhuan, who was not only extremely good at throwing flying knives, but also able to pass the imperial examination and become a third place winner.

A typical character of a son of the plane.

When the gun was stabbed, it didn't feel like it pierced anyone at all. Instead, it felt like it was stuck in one wall after another.

Wei Liuyun actually turned himself into a human-shaped book, spread out the scroll, and unfolded the pages in front of Wang Yunxiao.

Each page of the book carries the protective capabilities brought by the formation of all the soldiers in a class.

As the saying goes, a spent arrow cannot pierce a thin silk cloth.

Wang Yunxiao's spear easily tore the first page, then the second page. His strength was consumed layer by layer, and his speed became slower and slower, until the seventh page of the book, he could no longer move forward.

Without saying a word, Wang Yunxiao drew back his spear and leaped into the air.

Wei Liuyun has completed the formation. It is not a formation with more than 50 people from one or two classes like Wei Bao, but a huge formation with more than 1,000 people from three grades.

What is really terrifying is that more than a thousand people from different classes and grades can obey his command unconditionally and trust him without reservation!
This cannot but be taken seriously.

Wang Yunxiao flew into the sky, and a huge wave of blood rose from the ground under his feet, completely submerging him in it. Just a few seconds later, the blood-colored Tianji armor holding a long spear was already on his body.

With a gentle wave of the spear, blood rained down from the sky.

"42..."

Wei Liuyun, who had been keeping a close eye on Wang Yunxiao's movements, was not at all surprised by the appearance of the blood-colored mecha. He crossed his fingers and quickly connected the auras of the other twenty-four actors.

The actors use pen and ink as weapons and information to display their magical powers.

"Tell me the divination!"

Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun...

Eight hexagrams emerged with him as the center, emitting brilliant golden light.

This was the magical power that Yan Yu'an used to suppress Wang Yunxiao during the battle against King Solomon.

The Book of Changes evolved the innate Bagua, which were interwoven into 64 hexagrams, creating an endless space maze specifically for dealing with purely physical output methods like the Fubing method.

It's useless even if you have no taboos. Suppose your attack distance is 145 meters, then I just need to stretch the space distance to 200 meters, and no matter how much output you have, you can only hit the air.

Of course, this is just a theoretical idea. Although he made the same choice as Yan Yu'an at that time, Wei Liuyun was not naive enough to think that he could stop the attack of Xue Fu Tu with just such a Bagua formation.

People don't talk theory with you.

His tactical intention from beginning to end was to delay time.

"wind!"

Wei Liuyun shouted loudly, and the surrounding classes responded in unison.

"Wind! Wind! Wind! Wind!"

The wind is blowing!

This is the most powerful magical power of the Captain Zhechou, which can concentrate the strength of all the troops under his command on himself, and then unleash a shocking blow.

But Wei Liuyun didn't want to attack.

He is neither the Iron Hawk nor the Blood Pagoda.

He is an excellent military commander, but that doesn't mean he is good at close combat.

Of course there is no problem in bullying the weak, but now the opponent is not a weak one.

Don't challenge professionals in their professional field.

There was only one word in Wei Liuyun's mind - "Drag!"

"33..."

Blood-red meteors fell from the sky.

At that moment he felt as if the moon in the sky had fallen directly down.

Wei Bao’s defeat was indeed not unfair, and Ma Zhiqiu had done his best.

It's not their fault that they didn't delay long enough.

Such a horrible feeling of oppression cannot be described to others in words unless you experience it yourself.

The Bagua formation lasted less than two seconds before it was reduced to ashes. The tip of the spear pressed against Wei Liuyun's forehead, and the sharp murderous intent almost froze his brain.

Two lines of blood and tears appeared in Wei Liuyun's eyes, but he remained calm and read through himself layer by layer.

Every page of a book is a wall.

The eighth floor, the ninth floor...

This time, the tip of the spear pierced through twenty layers of pages, from Wei Liuyun's crown to his chest.

However, there was no breakthrough.

The formation composed of thousands of people, under the cohesion of Dafengqixi, has already increased Wei Liuyun's defense power to an astronomical figure.

The second attack failed, and Wang Yunxiao turned around and flew into the sky again without any hesitation.

The seventy-two demon pillars scattered throughout the sea let out screams like ghosts and wolves howling, and the shadow of death enveloped the sky and the earth.

Wei Liuyun turned his head with difficulty and looked at Gao Lingfeng with bloodshot eyes.

"18..."

He no longer had the strength to make any sound, but he still firmly believed that in 18 seconds, he would get the crucial chess piece that could turn the situation around.

This is the trust between comrades.

Gao Lingfeng also entered the final preparations at this time. He inserted a total of thirty-six golden needles into the vital acupuncture points all over his body, using this extreme method to force out all the potential in his body.

He used all his strength to bite the tip of his tongue, and sprayed the blood from the tip of his tongue onto the scarecrow doll with Wang Yunxiao's name written on it in his hand. Then he picked up a three-inch long peach wood nail with his backhand and slowly dropped it on the top of the scarecrow's head.

This is the advanced method of witch doctor's orthodox way, the magical secret method mastered by the witch boy - "The Book of Seven Arrows with Nailed Heads"!
(End of this chapter)