Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 361 Iron Hoofs Crushing Rakshasa Bones

The magic of the "Demon Refining Pot" is that if it goes in the right direction, it can transform mortals into demons, by fusing various natural treasures to transform mortals into demons; if it goes in the wrong direction, it can transform demons into mortals, by extracting the spirit and energy of the demons into natural treasures, and returning their bodies to the mortal world.

During these years in the north, Ma Ji carefully selected the best horses from the grasslands, and integrated the bloodlines of various exotic beasts and rare birds, as well as the essences of magical herbs and immortal herbs. He nurtured and refined them in the "Demon Refining Pot" for three years, and finally refined a total of 24,000 Taoist soldiers who could transform into centaurs. He also made the "Dark Lord" the leader of this Taoist army.

At this moment, the 24,000 Centaur Taoist soldiers were confronting the 36,000 Rakshasa war ghosts on the opposite side, and they were not at a disadvantage in momentum at all.

Seeing the enemy appear, those Rakshasa war ghosts took a step forward at the same time. The three square formations arranged in the shape of a V-shaped product moved forward from slow to fast like three heavy mountains, pressing towards the "Dark Lord" side.

Two long swords appeared out of thin air in the hands of the "Dark Lord", which were seven feet long and as wide as a palm. Their shapes were similar to the Miao Dao created by Ma Ji in his previous life, but the sizes were a little larger.

"Fire the bow!"

As the "Dark Lord" raised the long sword in his right hand and gave a shout, the Centaurs in unison used their right hands to take down the long bows hanging on their sides, which were as long as ordinary people. With their left hands, they pulled out three giant arrows that were six feet long and as thick as thumbs, like short spears, from the quiver on the other side of their bodies. They clamped them between their fingers and fastened them together on the translucent animal tendon bowstring that was as thick as a little finger.

Amidst a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache, twenty-four thousand large bows opened like a full moon.

"shoot!"

Seeing that the enemy had stepped into the range of his bows and arrows, the "Dark Lord" raised his long sword and pointed it forward and shouted again.

When the fingers holding the string loosen, the bow will be shocked like thunder.

A total of 72,000 giant arrows flew off the bowstrings at the same time, transforming into a black cloud that covered the sky and the sun for only a moment in the air, and then transformed into deadly raindrops that covered the sky and evenly covered the three square formations of the Rakshasa War Ghosts.

The Centaur soldiers' brute strength and the powerful pulling force of their specially made longbows were transformed into terrifying killing power attached to the giant arrows, which easily pierced through the huge bodies wearing heavy armor.

However, except for a small number of extremely unlucky Rakshasa war ghosts who happened to be shot through the head and turned into wisps of black gas on the spot and flew back to the "Rakshasa Flag", the rest of the Rakshasa war ghosts who were shot, although they had huge arrows stuck in their bodies and even had transparent holes in front and back, they continued to rush forward as if they had no perception at all, and did not make any sound from beginning to end.

The Dark Lord's expression changed slightly, and he raised his long sword in his right hand again, shouting, "Put on armor, draw your sword!"

The Centaurs simultaneously drew their bows and pulled out the long swords hanging at their sides, which were of the same shape as the one held by the "Dark Lord", and held them in both hands.

At the same time, dense layers of scales appeared on their body surface, covering their entire body. However, they were not the golden dragon scales of the "Dark Lord", but as dark and thick as black iron.

The Dark Lord pointed his long sword forward again and shouted, "Kill!"

Then, he truly took the lead and rushed towards the enemy formation which was not far away.

After seeing the scene just now, he took the initiative to give up the spear which was mainly used for piercing, and instead chose a long knife which was mainly used for chopping, intending to chop these guys who looked difficult to kill into seven or eight pieces.

The Centaur soldiers did not hesitate at all. They spread out their hooves and followed closely behind the "Dark Lord", rushing towards the enemy opposite with a dead atmosphere without hesitation.

One side was as solid as a mountain, the other side was as mighty as a torrent, both carrying overwhelming fighting spirit, murderous intent and the most violent power, and they collided head-on with extreme ferocity.

Mountains collapsed, torrents crashed, countless broken limbs turned into gravel and splashed. The "Dark Lord" was in a killing frenzy, his two swords danced into two huge halos, chopped off all the bodies in front of him and fell to the ground, then trampled them into mud with four bowl-sized hooves as hard as diamonds.

After Ma Ji's years of training, his cultivation has now reached the third level of thunder tribulation. He is unmatched on this battlefield and has forcibly carved out a passage in the mountain-like formation in front of him.

The Centaurs behind him continued to expand the passage with the double swords in their hands and the flesh and blood on their bodies, gradually tearing open and dispersing the enemy formation, and then chopping off and crushing the defeated enemies one by one.

By the time they followed the "Dark Lord" and killed the enemy's formation and turned back, the phalanx of Rakshasa War Ghosts in the center had been completely destroyed, and the phalanxes on the left and right wings were no longer in order.

At the same time, the number of Centaur soldiers has fallen to less than 20,000.

Although both sides suffered heavy casualties, not a single corpse was left on the battlefield. All had turned into black smoke or white light and returned to the "Rakshasa Flag" and "Demon Refining Pot", waiting for their respective masters to re-refine them so that they could be reborn.

"kill!"

The "Dark Lord" roared again, brandishing his sword and rushing towards the enemy camp on the left, but he cunningly made a circle and killed his way into the enemy camp from the outside.

As a result, the enemy formation on the right was blocked by our own battle formation and was unable to exert its combat power for a while.

Nearly 20,000 Centaur Taoist soldiers were still following closely behind, like a giant wedge with a sharp head and a blunt tail, wedging into the enemy formation along the hole torn open by the "Dark Lord", enlarging the wound, and then disrupting the enemy formation and annihilating them.

Because there were two enemy formations stacked on top of each other, although they could gain an advantage in local troop strength, the difficulty of breaking through the enemy formation increased exponentially, and the price they paid also increased exponentially.

By the time they finally penetrated horizontally and destroyed the two phalanxes of Rakshasa War Ghosts, there were less than 10,000 soldiers left.

But compared with the scattered thousands of remaining enemies in the distance, they had undoubtedly won the battle.

The Black Mountain Demon was not one who could not afford to lose. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he took the initiative to cast a spell to collect the "Rakshasa Flag" and the remaining Rakshasa war ghosts, and admitted that he had lost the first game.

Ma Ji also took the "Dark Lord" and the remaining Centaur Taoist soldiers back into the "Demon Refining Pot" and bowed to the opposite side from a distance to show his "acceptance".

The Black Mountain Old Demon looked around at the people around him, and there was no trace of shame or anger in his voice: "I accidentally lost the first round, and I will have to rely on you Taoist friends to help me in the next round."

"The Hollow-Bellied Ghost King" Bao Zhongqi rolled his eyes and whispered a few words. Everyone nodded after hearing that. The Black Mountain Old Demon even handed something to Bao Zhongqi. Then seven people including Bao Zhongqi flew down from the high peak together.

Bao Zhongqi bowed to the opposite peak and said, "Master Ma has seven people behind him. Although we have many experts, we will not take advantage of you. We will also fight with seven people."

Ma Ji nodded with a smile and waved his hand backwards. The two supervisors, four priests and Yan Chixia said in unison, "I obey your command!" They also flew down from the high peak to confront the seven enemies.

Bao Zhongqi said again: "You and I are both people of some status, but we should not fight randomly like those Taoist soldiers just now. Why don't we fight each other and decide the winner by the number of winners in the end?"

(End of this chapter)