When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

Chapter 331 I Want to Open a Harem
The Qin army relied on the arrow formation to dominate the world, in addition to the high desire for war from top to bottom, the most important killing weapon was the arrow formation. The Qin army used the arrow formation to fight against the masters of the various schools of thought. No matter how high the so-called masters' martial arts were, there was no possibility of survival under a rain of arrows. This was also the reason why the seven countries were able to suppress the various schools of thought for hundreds of years.

At this time, the Qin army could only use such means to deal with Yang Chong, who was unable to stop them and charged into the battle alone.

With an order, hundreds of bowstrings were released at the same time. With the vibration of the bowstrings, arrows poured towards Yang Chong's position like meteors.

No one can survive in such a dense rain of arrows, but this is only the perception of the Qin army. This perception comes from their common sense, but some people exist to break human cognition. Yang Chong is such a person. Of course, it is not right to say this, because Yang Chong is no longer a human being now.

In the rain of arrows, Yang Chong's body was instantly hit by countless arrows. The huge force stimulated the power in Yang Chong's body that he had tried hard to suppress. The Qin army's attack could not cause much damage to Yang Chong, but continued to stimulate the animal nature that he had tried hard to suppress.

The divinity of the Yuanqi Dragon was burned by the flames in Yang Chong's six inheritances of Emperor Yan, and it was used to evolve the sixth martial art, the Dragon Divine Art. However, the beast nature in it was not burned, but suppressed by Yang Chong in his body.

The attack of the Qin army at this time made Yang Chong unable to suppress the animal nature in his body. The result was that Yang Chong's body underwent even greater changes. His cracked skin was covered with dragon scales, his hands and feet turned into dragon claws, and more changes continued to accelerate under the attack of the rain of arrows.

When the fifth round of arrow rain fell, the entire arrow formation paused, and even the leader Meng Zhi forgot to give orders.

"What is that?" Meng Zhi pointed with a trembling hand in the direction that had been hit by the rain of arrows several times. There was no trace of people there, only a hideous and majestic creature.

I saw that the creature had horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, ears like a cow. Its body was several feet long, covered with scales and armor, and as clear as the sky.

This kind of creature should only exist in legends. There are many legends about this creature, but no one has ever actually seen the existence of this kind of creature.

How could that person become what he is now? Could he really be a dragon descended from heaven?
No, dragons are mythical creatures that exist in legends, how could they appear in reality? More importantly, dragons fly in the sky, and the creature in front of him is only similar in appearance, and it can't fly.

This was Meng Zhi’s last stubbornness, his last luck, and his last courage.

What happened in that instant destroyed all his rationality, because the dragon actually flew up. A dragon roar that had never been heard before resounded through heaven and earth. Countless war horses became restless in the dragon roar. The pressure from the mythical creature was felt more directly by war horses than by humans. In a moment, all the golden fire cavalry and the pursuing Southern Qi cavalry were thrown off their horses.

As the war horses fled, the soldiers who fell off their horses barely recovered some sanity from the shock and fear, but sometimes sanity really shouldn't exist because it makes the terror more intuitive.

I saw a dragon flying in the sky, and flames were spewing out of its ferocious mouth. The temperature was so high that it could melt the armor on the soldiers. In an instant, the original battlefield had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"It can't be a dragon. Even if it is a dragon, we can kill it." Meng Zhi, who had fought on the battlefield for most of his life, was not completely mentally destroyed by this horrifying scene. He was still thinking about organizing troops to counterattack. The guards around him were all top-notch elite. Facing a seemingly invincible existence, they still had the will to fight.

At Meng Zhi's signal, long spears were pointed at the dragon in the sky that was slaughtering soldiers. Since bows and arrows could not break the defense, javelins would be used.

It’s just that ideals are great, but the reality is very cruel. Although the javelin that is strong enough to penetrate several layers of armor can hit the huge body of the blue dragon, it cannot pierce the dragon scales that are still not stained by dust in the blood and fire.

On the contrary, their attacks failed to achieve the desired effect, but instead drew the attention of Canglong, who was already immersed in the killing, to their existence.

"Not good, run." Someone noticed Canglong's abnormality and shouted, but it seemed too late. Canglong's body turned and rushed in front of them. Under the dragon's head looking down, a sea of ​​fire descended.

At this moment, Meng Zhi experienced the pain that the other soldiers had already experienced. The so-called golden fire cavalry really turned into fire cavalry this time.

In the midst of Canglong's crazy slaughter, even elite troops like the Golden Fire Cavalry collapsed. They were not afraid to fight the enemy, but were afraid to fight the unknown existence, and Canglong was beyond their cognition.

That was a mythical creature. They were confident that they could destroy any enemy army, but facing a blue dragon from the mythological era, they really did not have the courage to fight against it, which was invincible.

The key point is that now they don’t even have the ability or courage to escape.

How can a man defeat a dragon?

When the last escaping Luowang killer was crushed by the dragon's claws, there was no living person left on the vast plain. In this battle, there were as many as three thousand people from all parties chasing after them, but no one could survive. The only living creatures were just a few escaped horses.

The blue dragon bathed in blood danced in the sky, its pupils had turned blood red, but fortunately, amidst the blood, there seemed to be some rationality.

This is the price. Killing has infinitely magnified the animal nature. Now Canglong is Yang Chong who has lost his mind.

The bit of rationality that Yang Chong still had made Canglong look far towards the north, where was its home.

Then a green light disappeared into the sky.

On a small path in Mount Tai, Xue Nu, Gongsun Li and Duanmu Rong were walking with difficulty. The possible pursuers behind them made them dare not stop at all. As for Yang Chong?

Thinking of Yang Chong staying alone to stop the pursuers, Xue Nu felt a pang of pain in her heart. She was still so incompetent and could do nothing at the critical moment.

"Can he stop it?" When passing by a mountain spring, the three women stopped, scooped up the cold spring water and took a few sips. Then Gongsun Li asked about Yang Chong who stayed behind to cover their retreat.

"Since my husband can't be stopped, he can escape. No one in the world can kill him." Facing Gongsun Li's question, Xue Nuzhan said firmly.

"This..." Duanmu Rong wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything. The figure that stayed behind was still in her mind. Maybe she would never forget that figure in her life. Although she knew that Yang Chong stayed behind not for her but for Xue Nu, she was deeply moved and shocked by Yang Chong's choice.

There are many brave and fierce people in the world, and they all shout that they are not afraid of death, but when death really comes, very few can face it calmly. Even if there are people who don't care about their own life and death, they are only for the so-called fame and fortune. There are very few people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their loved ones.

But Duanmu Rong met such a person today.

She grew up learning medicine from her master Nian Duan and had come into contact with many people, but this was the first time she had met someone like Yang Chong. Especially what happened today, it touched her heartstrings that had never been touched since she became an adult.

Which girl has not fantasized about some romantic things in the dead of night? Duanmu Rong is no exception. Although she has a cold temperament, she still has the sentimentality of a girl. If she did not have rich emotions, how could she have the compassion that all medical disciples have?
You must know that if a medical disciple lacks compassion, it will be difficult for him to cultivate his medical skills to a higher level.

"My husband must be fine. Nothing can happen to him." The Snow Girl was unmoved. She had seen the supernatural powers on Yang Chong and she firmly believed that Yang Chong would not be in danger of his life. But it was also because she knew the supernatural powers on Yang Chong that she was worried. The blue dragon that night, although a myth, was also a creature that brought fear.

The dragon can certainly be worshipped by the world, but the snow girl only wants her own man.

While the three were talking, suddenly a fireball came from the distant sky. Before the three could dodge, it fell directly into the spring in front of them.

White mist instantly rose from the cold spring water.

"Is it a meteorite falling from the sky?" The Snow Girl looked at the spring in front of her that seemed to be about to boil, and couldn't help but think of some rumors she had heard from her master.

"It's my husband." The Snow Girl's heart was shocked. Through the mist rising from the mountain spring, she felt a familiar breath. When the mist gradually dissipated, a figure appeared in the huge pool, a half-human, half-beast figure.

"Is it him?" After hearing what Xue Nu said, Gongsun Li and Duanmu Rong looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. Could the fireball they just saw be that person?
But, is that possible? How can a person turn into a fireball in the sky?
Moreover, is the person in the pool really that man?

From the perspective of Gongsun Li and Duanmu Rong, they only saw a humanoid creature with a dragon head and dragon scales all over its body lying in the pool, and the spring water around it was still boiling.

The pool formed by the mountain spring is quite large. In addition, the spring water is already cold. It is not possible to heat the water in the pool by human power. However, before our eyes, the pool has turned into a hot spring because of the presence of that figure.

In this case, how high must the temperature of the figure at the source that caused such a change in the mountain spring be? Even the same volume of molten metal probably couldn't do this, right?

But is this half-human, half-beast being in front of them really the same man as before? Gongsun Li and Duanmu Rong couldn't believe it. Although they were not shallow-minded, what was happening before their eyes was beyond their cognition.

However, the next moment their doubts turned into exclamations, and Gongsun Li was caught off guard and flew past the figure in the pool.

"What happened?" Duanmu Rong was also shocked when she saw this unusual situation, but before she could react, the Snow Girl suddenly attacked her. She saw that the Snow Girl had sealed several of her acupoints in an instant.

As the Snow Girl raised and lowered her hands, Duanmu Rong was unable to move.

Gongsun Li and Duanmu Rong were still confused about the existence in the pool, but Xue Nu was already certain of its true identity because she had also seen what Yang Chong looked like when he completely transformed into a dragon.

While confirming Yang Chong's identity, since Xue Nu saw Yang Chong attack Gongsun Li, she attacked Gongsun Li without thinking. She didn't know why Yang Chong attacked Gongsun Li, but she knew that she just needed to cooperate with Yang Chong.

After the Snow Girl subdued Duanmu Rong, she finally had the heart to turn her attention to Yang Chong again, but the scene in the pool...

The Snow Girl couldn't help but open her eyes wide. The scene in the pool was completely beyond her expectations. She saw pieces of clothing flying in the pool. She was completely suppressed by Gongsun Li's panic.

No matter how hard she struggled, her fists kept falling on the figure that controlled her, but it could only cause a few ripples in the pool.

Amidst Gongsun Li's almost desperate cries, there was a sudden pause, just like a person who has finally climbed to the top of a mountain and has used up all his strength in an instant.

Gongsun Li's stretched neck made her look like a shot swan. In fact, she was indeed shot underwater. A blood-red flower had already bloomed beneath the water.

"My husband, do you want to heal your wounds? Yes, my husband once said that he has too much energy in his body now. His current behavior may be his solution." The Snow Girl looked at Gongsun Li who had been completely suppressed in the pool, frowned slightly, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but this discomfort was not so important in the face of Yang Chong's safety.

Duan Mu Rong's mood was completely different at this time. How did things develop to this point? At this moment, she still couldn't figure it out, but now she didn't need to figure it out, because the danger had already reached her.

While Gongsun Li was being tortured, she also became a target.

The huge pool suddenly turned into a real battlefield, but this battle was a war between men and women.

The outbreak of this war was sudden, and Yang Chong was only acting according to his instinct. Killing certainly released a lot of energy, but it also stimulated the animal nature in his body. It was very difficult to suppress that animal nature blindly.

Many times, it is such a truth that when facing a flood, blindly blocking it is not advisable. It is better to drain than to block. Our ancestors understood this principle, and Yang Chong seemed to understand it as well.

(End of this chapter)