Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 321 Battlefield Killing

At the same time that Song Tian died, Wen Lie grabbed the sword that the queen was slashing at with his left hand, pierced JOJR's abdomen with his right foot, and broke Adam's neck with his left foot.

"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap!"

However, just as Wen Lie possesses the decisive power to reverse the situation, JOJR also possesses the decisive ability to reverse life and death.

At that last moment, the door to another world opened, swallowing Wen Lie and JOJR, leaving only despair.

But it was despair for the Mongolian forces.

The 500,000 main troops were completely wiped out, and the Mongol Empire suffered heavy losses. The Xiangyang army pursued the victory and drove the remaining Mongol forces back to the grassland in one go.

However, the battle situation in the main world was not so smooth.

After Wen Lie left Xiangyang, Guo Jing also led a group of troops out of the city gate and attacked the flank of the Mongolian army in a roundabout way.

The Mongolian army that drove away the refugees also sent out two teams of 10,000 people to meet the enemy.

Because the main goal was to cover the refugees' entry into Xiangyang City, the army was unable to move and could only deploy its troops outside the city gate to prepare for battle. Most of the people led by Guo Jing were martial artists.

When the two armies met, the Mongolian soldiers swung their swords, rushed forward and slashed, and the combined strength of the troops burst out with pure power. Several heroes were unable to dodge and were hit by the swords. The protective strength of their bodies collapsed, blood spurted out, and they were defeated in one round.

But more heroes played to their strengths, that is, their martial arts skills. Compared with the Mongolian soldiers' straightforward battlefield martial arts and the formations that required them to coordinate with each other, the heroes were much more flexible. Nalu nimbly avoided the Mongolian soldiers' swords and struck the Mongolian soldiers' lower body with his bamboo stick, causing them to trip and fall to the ground.

The Mongolian soldier wanted to get up, but Lu Youjiao used his dog-beating stick to deflect the swords and guns coming from all directions, and then used the iron broom kick to kick the fallen Mongolian soldier hard on the head, which exploded his skull and burst open his brain.

"Come and catch me, but you can't catch me. The old naughty boy is the best at hide-and-seek in the world!"

A white-haired old man was running among the battle formations of Mongolian soldiers. He was dancing and laughing as if he was playing, and he didn't feel the murderous intent and solemnity of the battlefield.

He swayed to the east and slanted to the west, not caring about slipping under the crotch of his pants. Like a snake, he passed through the gap between the Mongolian battle formations which were only a few steps apart.

The Mongolian soldiers thrust their spears, but not only could they not hurt him, but because they were crowded so close together, most of the blows hit their own people.

The white-haired old man laughed triumphantly, slid past a Mongolian soldier with his back close to his, stretched out his hand, grabbed the Mongolian soldier's neck and threw him out.

Wherever he went, people would come and have fun.

"Old naughty boy, don't run away!"

Huang Rong shouted loudly. Holding a bamboo stick, she used the "entangle" and "turn" techniques in succession.

The bamboo stick was like an extremely tough thin vine, which entangled the swords, spears, and halberds that came to kill him. The stick technique was unleashed, stabbing, hitting, and picking, and green shadows danced. The surrounding Mongolian soldiers waved their swords and guns to kill, but it was as if they were trapped in a fast-flowing spring. The Mongolian soldiers were entangled, turned, picked, and pulled. The Mongolian soldiers were pulled by the force and could not stand steadily. Their bodies swayed as if they were standing in a mountain torrent more than one meter deep, and they stabbed and cut their swords and spears to other places.

Huang Rong never left Guo Jing's side, guarding him against attacks from the side. Three hundred Beggar Gang masters sang "Lotus Falls" and formed a dog-beating formation. They lined up in rows of human walls to protect the two men from behind, preventing them from being attacked from the front and back.

Guo Jing strode forward, facing the enemy head-on, attracting the most firepower.

The Mongolian soldiers formed a formation and attacked. The Crow Soldiers formed a Star Formation to gather their strength, and the Wanfu Changshengtian gathered their merits. The killing moves they unleashed were the full strength of first-class masters. Anyone below the Five Supremes had to temporarily avoid the attack of the Mongolian battle formation.

However, Guo Jing was not afraid at all. He used his bare palms to unleash the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the strongest technique in the world. Only dragon roars could be heard, and the powerful palm force enveloped the hundred-man team in front of him. The hundred Mongolian soldiers seemed to be under the weight of a meteorite. The weapons in their hands broke into pieces, and their flesh tore open, spurting out blood all over the sky.

The strength of a hundred people was knocked back more than ten meters by the strength of one person, and they fell to the ground in a mess and couldn't get up.

Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and Master Yideng each tied down two teams of a thousand men, covering the refugees' escape to Xiangyang.

Seeing that the two 10,000-man troops were unable to defeat Guo Jing and others, Kublai Khan sent out three more 10,000-man troops, as well as dozens of Mongolian martial arts masters.

These martial arts masters, as candidates for the next Thirteen Wings of Mongolia, were not as strong as the Five Great Masters, but they were also first-rate fighters. Three of them attacked Zhou Botong, who was trapped in the battle formation but could move freely with the soft Kongming Fist and the clever Quanzhen Qinggong.

"Cang Lang's Domination Fist! Instant kill!"

"Cang Lang's Domination Fist! Encirclement and Suppression!"

"Cang Lang's Domination Fist! Hundred Splits!"

The three of them used the Canglang Zhanba Fist passed down by Genghis Khan, and the domineering punches struck down fiercely.

If they were anywhere else, how could these three men be a match for Zhou Botong? However, on the battlefield, there was little room for maneuver. Zhou Botong used his Kongming Fist to block the three men's Canglang Zhanba Fist, and when he threw them out, the surrounding Mongolian soldiers seized the opportunity.

"Grabbing stance!"

The five thousand-man teams worked together and used the grappling techniques of Wanfu Changshengtian. Their skills were continuous and the Mongolian soldier in the front pounced on Zhou Botong and hugged his right leg.

"ah?"

Zhou Botong screamed and raised his leg to shake off the Mongolian soldier, but Wanfu Changshengtian was not an ordinary martial artist. This grappling move pressed the acupoints on Zhou Botong's legs. The power of a thousand people bombarded in at the same time, and even Zhou Botong could not get rid of it easily.

The other four teams of a thousand men also rushed over at the same time, grabbing Zhou Botong's left leg, right arm, left arm, and waist respectively.

Five thousand Mongolian soldiers who had only practiced two or three levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra joined forces to trap Zhou Botong's body in place.

"Oh no! No! We can't escape! You are bullying the few with your numbers!"

Zhou Botong was a little panicked, and quickly used all his internal energy. The force released made the Mongolian soldier who was holding him spit blood, but the arms that were tightly restraining his body did not loosen at all. No matter how Zhou Botong struggled, he could not break free in a short time.

However, on the battlefield, not to mention a short period of time, even a mistake of just one second can cost lives.

"Double Wolf Stance!"

The two thousand-man teams cooperated with each other and rushed towards Zhou Botong like two ferocious wolves. The Mongolian soldiers clasped their fists, one hitting Zhou Botong's throat and the other hitting Zhou Botong's temple, determined to kill Zhou Botong.

"Jie!"

Suddenly, two arrows flew through the air, one piercing the forehead of a Mongolian soldier. After the glittering arrow passed through the head of the first Mongolian soldier, it penetrated the head of the second Mongolian soldier, and then the third, fourth, fifth...

After piercing through more than twenty heads in a row, the arrow's power was finally exhausted, and the heads of the Mongolian soldiers who were shot gradually turned into ashes.

The other arrow only pierced through a pair of arms. The centurion threw out both fists, and the crossed arms gave him a chance to kill two birds with one stone. The arrows pierced through both arms at the same time, and the explosive force shattered the flesh and blood. The punch could no longer touch Zhou Botong's head.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!”

It was like a large string of firecrackers being lit, and the continuous sound of firecrackers suddenly rang in Zhou Botong's ears. Turning his head, he saw a slender piece of iron passing by his eyes, leaving a fist-sized hole on the forehead of the centurion who was holding his right arm.

Zhou Botong curiously peered in, seeing swords dancing wildly and figures hurrying to and fro. "Oh! All these hundred people have holes in their heads!"

Zhou Botong suddenly understood.

It wasn't that there was an extra hole in the centurion's head, but that the heads of this thousand-man team from beginning to end were pierced by the iron block just now, so he could see the fighting dozens of meters away from the beginning at a glance.

"Arrows arc!"

However, when Zhou Botong looked over to see what was happening, two more teams of a thousand men came to attack.

The two teams of a thousand men were not in a straight line, but spread out backwards like the branches of a big tree, branching out one after another, combining the strength of two thousand men.

Facing the killing fist, Zhou Botong chuckled, swung his left arm, shook off the corpse that was holding his arm, poured all his strength into his arm, and used the Three Flowers Gathering Palm to slap the captain in front of him.

Even if he had to fight two thousand people with only one arm, Zhou Botong was not afraid at all.

But Zhou Botong had help, but didn’t the Mongolian soldiers have any?

"Hurry up as a law!"

Taiko chanted an incantation and used the power of the gods to cast a spell on Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong's arm stiffened, and he felt his bones and muscles go numb and he had no strength left before he could swing it halfway.

The centurion took advantage of the situation and punched Zhou Botong in the chest. The huge force of two thousand people blasted open Zhou Botong's body protection, causing his chest to cave in, and his heart also cracked under the pressure of the punch.

"puff!"

Zhou Botong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.

The centurion pursued Zhou Botong and hit him in the chest with his fists continuously. In just a short moment, eleven punches smashed Zhou Botong's chest, and blood and flesh splattered all over the place as the fists hit him.

"Old naughty boy!"

When Hong Qigong saw Zhou Botong's miserable condition from afar, he was shocked and felt anxious and angry.

This old naughty boy was always running around and only came to Xiangyang twice in twenty years. The last time, in order to teach his nephew Genghis Khan a lesson, he followed Huang Rong's instructions and set up the Tiangang Beidou Formation to repel Genghis Khan.

This time Genghis Khan was not there, and no matter how Huang Rong called out to Zhou Botong, he would not listen and ran alone deep into the Mongolian army. Now he was in a desperate situation, how could they rescue him?

"Oh!"

Just when Hong Qigong was getting anxious, a high-speed spiral Gauss bullet blew off the centurion's head. As he fell back, more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers were also shot in the head.

Immediately afterwards, several more arrows hit the captain who was holding Zhou Botong, allowing Zhou Botong to escape.

After escaping by chance, Zhou Botong's body was staggering. The dozen or so heavy punches had seriously injured him.

Hong Qigong immediately abandoned the delaying thousand-man team, called Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and others, rushed towards Zhou Botong, and tried to rescue Zhou Botong.

Through Zhan Lan's mind chain, Zheng Zha also discovered Zhou Botong's situation.

However, it is difficult for him to escape now.

The person who stopped him was Song Tian, ​​a fourth-level strongman from the God Team!

"Tornado!"

Song Tian inserted his sword into the ground, and the sword energy went straight through the earth. The moment it was raised, a large amount of mud, sand and rocks were lifted up. Then the ancient long sword rolled wildly in the air, and a small tornado quickly formed under his long sword. The storm of mud, rocks and sword energy blasted towards Zheng Zha.

"Damn it! Yangyan Explosion!"

Zheng Zha blasted out with both palms at the same time, and the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was wrapped in golden flames as dazzling as the sun, fiercely slamming into Song Tian's sword.

Although Song Tian's earth sword was powerful, it was far inferior to Zheng Zha's. The combination of the technique weapon equipment, Jiaojinshuoshi and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms allowed him to perform the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which was as powerful as Guo Jing's, at a lower level than Guo Jing.

In an instant, the flames engulfed the tornado and the scorching heat turned the soil into liquid. The powerful and domineering palm force defeated Song Tian's sword power in one fell swoop. The raging flames crossed the storm and rushed towards Song Tian. The unstoppable palm force made Song Tian's expression more solemn, and he immediately used the strongest golden sword.

"Five Elements Sword Power! Golden Sword!"

The power of the five elements of gold slashed towards Zheng Zha in the form of a knife. The unstoppable golden knife drew a line of shining sword light. The golden flash divided the sky and also split the Fiery Dragon Subduing Palm against the suppression of the attributes.

Song Tian's breathing became rapid, and his gaze towards Zheng Zha became more cautious.

"As expected of Zheng Zha's true form, you're not as strong as Wen Lie, but you're already stronger than the original clone, Zheng Zha... Are all the people in Zhongzhou monsters?"

Song Tian couldn't help but sigh.

Zheng Zha, Wen Lie, Zhao Zhuikong, and Chu Xuan from the Devil Team, and Zheng Zha, Wen Lie, and Zhao Yingkong from the Zhongzhou Team, each of them is a monster, and they are all Chinese.

"If you're scared, get out of the way! I'm warning you, I haven't used my full strength yet!"

It took Song Tian two sword strikes to dissolve the palm strike. However, Zheng Zha did not show any joy on his face despite such a powerful blow.

He frowned and exuded a violent aura, as if he was threatening Song Tian.

Such an attitude should not appear in the winners and the strong.

However, Zheng Zha felt uneasy.

Because Wen Lie disappeared, according to Zhan Lan, the captain of the God Team who was once killed by Wen Lie was resurrected and took Wen Lie away.

That alone is nothing. Although the captain of the God Team has strange power, he is still no match for Wen Lie.

But, I was away for too long!

It has been more than ten minutes, and Wen Lie has not killed the captain of the God Team and returned to this world!
Is there any accident?

Zheng Zha was in a very confused mood.

He didn't think Wen Lie would lose, but it would be troublesome if he couldn't return for a long time. Xiangyang had too little combat power. Wen Lie was missing, and Chu Xuan and the others hadn't returned either. With this little strength, whether they could defeat the God Team was a big question.

(End of this chapter)