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Chapter 132: Ashes and Smoke (Subscription Request)

When Mu Sheng's speed increased again, the imperial army's shield wall and spear forest had already been set up.

It has to be said that this group of troops can indeed be called elite. After witnessing Mu Sheng single-handedly slaughtering hundreds of people, they broke out of the encirclement and forced their way out.

Still able to react quickly and without any fear.

I don't know if it's because he's a veteran who has fought hundreds of battles and is not afraid of life or death, or if he doesn't understand the importance of those hundreds of people in the martial arts world and thinks they are just ordinary people.

Facing the wall of spears and halberds, Mu Sheng did not stop at all. He raised the Mo Dao in his hand diagonally above his head, spinning it rapidly like a windmill, and rushed straight forward.

Whether it's the sharp spears and halberds, the sturdy shields, or even the flesh and blood of the soldiers behind the shields.

In front of the high-speed rotating Mo Dao, they were like paper and were easily torn into two pieces.

Mu Sheng pushed forward like this, and wherever he passed, people and armor were shattered, leaving behind a trail of broken limbs and broken armor.

All the attacks from behind were blocked by the heavy armor, and the slight vibrations transmitted into the body were also smoothed out by the strength in Mu Sheng's body.

"Fishing net array!"

Seeing that Mu Sheng was about to break through the army formation again, and all his attacks could not cause any damage to the enemy, the imperial army decisively changed its formation and adopted the same strategy as Deng Bagong.

昘昘!

Soon, several fishing nets reinforced with iron wire were thrown out and dropped above Mu Sheng's head, about to trap him and the surrounding soldiers.

“Conquer strength with softness?”

There are heavy objects hanging around the fishing net. Once the prey is trapped, they will quickly entangle themselves and tie the prey tightly.

The fishing net mixed with iron wire is extremely tough. If Mu Sheng is trapped, even he will find it difficult to break free for a while.

Once he loses his mobility, Mu Sheng will be completely surrounded by the army.

"That's a good idea, but it has to be able to trap me."

The sword in Mu Sheng's hand suddenly stopped spinning. He picked up a soldier beside him and threw him into the sky. Then he quickly swung the Mo Dao to the left and right of his body, knocking several more soldiers away.

Several soldiers who were knocked away accurately crashed into the center of the fishing net, and the huge inertia instantly drove the fishing net to fly backwards.

Makisheng's crisis was immediately resolved.

Then the windmill in Mu Sheng's hand started turning again.

During this period, the imperial army tried the fishing net formation several times, but was easily broken by Mu Sheng each time.

Da da!

Da da!

Suddenly the ground began to shake, and the soldiers in front of Mu Sheng quickly retreated to both sides.

A team of cavalry appeared in front of him. Hundreds of horses carrying the cavalry, carrying huge impact force, crushed towards Mu Sheng.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng's passion boiled over. The muscles in his thighs bungee jumped high and he chopped down fiercely with the Mo Dao in his hand.

The first cavalryman and his horse were split in half.

Then Mu Sheng leaned down, swept the Mo Dao in his hand left and right, and chopped at the horse's hooves. The horse and the cavalry rolled forward and fell heavily to the ground.

Mu Sheng did not stop, he continued to rush forward with his body lowered, and he paid no attention to the attacks from the cavalry on horseback.

Coupled with the cavalry's galloping speed, Xia Musheng quickly rushed out of the cavalry camp in two directions. The cavalry trapped in the army could no longer run.

After failing twice, the general in charge of the army gave up and planned to use the number of people to gradually exhaust Mu Sheng's physical strength and wear him out.

In this way, the casualties of the imperial army continued to increase.

Five hundred, one thousand, two thousand
When the casualties exceeded two thousand, all the soldiers began to stop moving forward, and a large circle became empty around Mu Sheng's body.

Mu Sheng, who was charging forward with his head down, suddenly realized that there had been no resistance from his windmill for a while. So he stopped turning, slowed down his pace, and looked up.

I saw a road about four or five meters wide cleared in the direction I was heading.

The soldiers on both sides of the road kept retreating, expressions of fear on their faces.

Facing an invulnerable steel meat grinder, Mu Sheng was greatly impressed that this army had been able to hold on until now.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng completely stopped his slowing pace.

Even so, the surrounding soldiers showed no intention of moving forward.

Boom!
Mu Sheng took a big step to the left, and his steel boots made a heavy sound as they stepped on the ground.

The soldiers on his left immediately retreated in panic, some of them fell to the ground in fear, not even bothering to pick up the weapons in their hands, struggling to crawl backwards.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Hahaha~"

Mu Sheng laughed loudly towards the sky. He was able to intimidate an army by himself. Who else in the world could do that?
Mu Sheng lost interest in the army that had lost its fighting spirit.

After looking around to confirm the location of the culprit, he walked towards him, dragging his Mo Dao backwards.

Wherever he passed, the soldiers kindly made a path for him to pass.

"Stop him. Who told you to retreat?"

A general in armor shouted and slashed at the motionless soldiers around him with his sword.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng stopped and turned to walk towards the other party.

The soldiers between the two men separated like flowing water, exposing the general to Mu Sheng.

"damn it"

Before the general could utter a curse, a bright white rainbow light flew from not far away, pierced his chest and nailed him to the ground.

Then Mu Sheng slowly walked up to him, grasped the hilt and pulled the Mo Dao out from the ground.

The general's body slid down the blade and fell to the ground.

After shaking off the blood on the blade, Mu Sheng turned around and continued walking in the original direction.

During the whole process, the soldiers around did not move at all, even when Mu Sheng's weapon was thrown out.

All the soldiers just looked at Mu Sheng quietly as he walked towards his commander step by step.

The commander of the Jinyiwei looked at the ferocious armored beast covered in blood and flesh, approaching him step by step.

He knew that this encirclement and suppression had completely failed. Even if he escaped back, not only would his life be in danger, but his entire family would also be buried with him.

Death was the only option left, and in fear and unwillingness, he started cursing at Mu Sheng.

"Damned traitor, the imperial court will not let you go. This time we have 10,000 troops, next time we will have 100,000 or 200,000."

"Not only will you die, but everyone associated with you will die"

"You bastard."

bass!
A flash of light flashed by, and the Tongzhi's head flew up, with blood spurting out from his neck.

Zuo Lengchan, Fang Zheng and Chongxu who were standing by were soaked to the bone.

With their martial arts skills, they could easily dodge, but they did not dare to move at all, for fear of irritating Mu Sheng, and had to endure the feeling of blood all over their heads.

　First update. It's late today. I went to catch up at the beginning of the month. I'm guilty.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)