martial law

Yang Lin's eyes were gloomy, as if they were burning with will-o'-the-wisps.

Looking far away, he saw the members of the Iron Palm Gang rushing forward, and also saw Qiu Qianren.

He even saw the three thousand fine riders who were ready to go.

A little further away is Wanyan Honglie's camp.

He knew that the other party was also looking at him, waiting for him to appear.

Guiyun Village, which was several miles away on one side, was completely silent, with neither fires rising nor fireworks soaring into the sky.

He knew that something was bound to happen.

Maybe in the next moment, there is no need to wait too long.

The fragrant bait has been laid, and it depends on whether the fish will take the bait or not.

"Young owner, please rest assured, in the past three months, regardless of the cost, a huge amount of money has been spilled, and the medicinal materials and meat in exchange have basically been used on these brothers.

Today, there are 800 people at the bone training level of Mingjin, 300 people at the muscle training level, and seven people at the viscera training level.

There are 500 people whose total body strength reaches more than [-] jin.

Each has a long iron sword in his hand, and uses the horizontal sword in three positions... The subordinates don't think that there is any gang force that can stop this kind of knife formation strangulation. "

Yes.

In order to train these sons under his command, Yang Lin didn't hide his secrets at all. He passed on the martial arts of the bright energy stage and the dark energy stage, and the martial arts of practicing Jingyuan.

He just wanted to grab this time difference.

Don't be afraid of others stealing.

Just the first few months.

The training method of Chinese martial arts is extremely difficult to practice until the later stage, and requires a lot of resources and hard training.

However, in terms of working hard in the early stage and increasing strength, he is a practitioner of inner qi, and he can't catch up with flattery.

To learn inner qi, you also need to be proficient in meridian knowledge, and it is easy to go astray and become obsessed with practice.

Under normal circumstances, the elders of the master's sect are required to protect and watch over them carefully.

Only then can the small circulatory system be run, opening up the meridians one by one.

In other words, if you are uneducated, tell you how to practice, but you don't understand it, and you can't practice it well.

As for the practice of hard horses and bridges like Chinese martial arts, as long as there is enough food, enough medicinal materials, hard work, and talent...

Naturally, it is a rapid progress, and the progress in the early stage is as fast as riding a rocket.

Especially those young men who have been working as coolies since childhood and have practiced some rough moves.

Obtaining advanced and profound body-building exercises is like a fish in water.

With a speed visible to the naked eye, he breaks through layers of checkpoints... A young man with powerful natural supernatural powers has already cultivated to the point of refining his viscera.

Therefore, any kind of martial arts, as long as the threshold is low enough, the bottleneck is small enough, and the whole people can practice it.

Talent will appear like a blowout.

This is both unexpected and reasonable.

"Then I'll see the power of their sword array."

Yang Lin nodded, his eyes filled with anticipation.

The two sides rushed closer and closer.

One side is ferocious and violent, leaping and galloping like a pack of wolves.

One side is as stable as Mount Tai, and every step of the way is like fishing in mud.

It seems that the momentum is different.

The Tiezhang gang's momentum was like a rainbow, rushing fast and attacking fiercely.

But the next moment, the situation changed.

As the two sides approached, the swords and guns came into contact.

In the twilight of the morning sun, a row of sword waves rose, stretching for several miles.

"Exploring the Sea!"

"Moon embrace!"

"Collapse Mountain Style!"

The light of the knife is like snow, like the sea, like waves...

Step forward step by step.

Whether it is a knife or a gun, a shield or a hammer in front of him.

There is no armor piercing.

Before this wave of blades, everything was reduced to pieces.

The blood was like a river, splashing and flowing in all directions.

"it is good……"

Village Master He swung his fist heavily, and suddenly let out a drink.

The murderous aura was soaring all around, and the sound waves went straight into the sky.

"This is the three moves of the horizontal knife, one strike with concentrated force, regardless of the rest.

The three knives written by you, Shao Zhuangzhu, can be included in the history of war, and they are famous in history.

I see this situation, not to mention that the opponent is just a mob like the Iron Palm Gang, even the golden soldiers and iron armored Buddhas may not be able to stop them.

With one slash, both men and horses are shattered. "

"good."

Yang Lin smiled lightly.

This was to be expected.

At that time, it was written in the history books that the Modao team of the Tang Dynasty, relying on the strength of the sword, formed a battle formation, but killed the cavalry.

No matter what is in front of him, as long as it blocks the way, it will be cut out with a single blow.

Because the soldiers only practice simple oblique cuts, horizontal cuts and vertical cuts, and they don't need to be too clever.

Swinging the knife thousands of times a day, as long as you can sustain it and practice for a long time, the speed of the knife will naturally be astonishingly fast.

What's more, the hand holding the knife is even more physical, each individual is as strong as a cow, and can kill a horse with just bare hands.

Think about it, if you swiped it down with a sharp and solid long knife, it would be a murder weapon in the world.

Of course, this kind of formation and saber technique is not without its shortcomings.

The knife technique is too simple, basically there is no change, if one person rushes forward, it is easy to be broken.

As long as people avoid the sharp edge, they can attack by roaming.

Because, such an attack is lacking in subtlety, and in terms of defense, it is not good.

But isn't this an army attack now?

There is no need to retreat at all, and there is no need to block, just move forward...

The waves of knives are rolling, basically nothing can stop the power of a knife, and there will be no chance for people to attack in a roundabout way.

Thus, a very interesting scene appeared on the battlefield.

The Iron Palm gang rushed fast and died fast.

The gang members who rushed up later, no matter whether their martial arts were high or low, all of them froze and froze.

Some still want to move forward, while others want to retreat, avoiding the sharp edge first.

All of a sudden, the crowd was surging and became a mess.

This time, as the Taihu elite advanced step by step, it was more like killing a chicken, killing it faster.

In one attack, thousands of long knives were chopped down like a meat grinder, stumps and broken arms flew around, and weapons were cut into two everywhere.

……

Qiu Qianren's eyes were red.

Looking at the gang under his command, they lost more than [-] people in just one contact.

In the ensuing hustle and bustle, more than a thousand people were beheaded by the sword.

The opponent's battle formation was neat and tidy, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the whole pressure came up.

The footsteps were not slow at all.

This way all the way flattened, nothing can stop it.

He pointed to the front and said angrily, "Cavalry attack, attack, you are dead."

After shouting twice, the cavalry didn't intend to move out.

Qiu Qianren couldn't bear it anymore.

He understood what it meant.

The other party is waiting.

That barbarian named Daganluo would not fight to the death for his sons, he was waiting for the elite soldiers in the Taihu Water Village to be exhausted or exhausted.

Such a knife and knife slashed with all its strength, and it was as strong as a rainbow.

It must have been exhausting.

As long as you don't practice to the state of endless strength, even Hong Qigong will lose his strength and be out of breath even if he uses the subduing dragon palm to hit hundreds of palms consecutively, let alone these water villages are young and strong.

On this point, Qiu Qianren naturally knew that the actions of the cavalry were absolutely correct.

Otherwise, riding a horse and charging into the battle when the enemy's soldiers are sharply advancing, it is unknown how many people will die to stop this killing momentum.

However, if the cavalry didn't move, his men couldn't stop it at all.

Qiu Qianren couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately let out a long howl, his body was like a crane piercing the clouds, and he came to the front of the formation.

With both palms flying, amidst the roar, seven or eight people's bones and tendons were broken, and they flew backwards.

A large piece of internal organs spit out from the mouth, and was punched by the palm force, seeing that he was dead.

This person is indeed an iron palm floating on the water, his lightness kung fu is indescribably high, and he pounces vertically and horizontally, coming and going like lightning.

The palm strength is also as heavy as a mountain.

Being hit by his palm, no matter who it is, they will be thrown back like a kite.

It can be seen that the situation in the field has changed.

The remaining [-] or so Iron Palm gang members shouted loudly at the same time, and even slightly stopped the decline.

Wanyan Honglie stood on the hillside, his eyes were cold, and he nodded at this time: "This person can be a general, guarding one side."

He turned his head and ordered: "Wave the flag and beat the drums, Lu Guanying must not be able to sit still.

Leader Qiu will return immediately when he hears the drumbeat, and we will work together to kill this beast. "

A morbid frenzy flashed in his eyes, and he saluted respectfully: "High Priest, from now on, I will trouble you."

"This matter is easy, don't worry about it."

The high priest, whose face was covered in oil paint, smiled grimly, shook his head, and didn't care.

Wanyan Honglie no longer pays attention to the battlefield situation in front of him, but just raises his eyes to look to the left direction, "We should do something over there."

……

Wanyan Honglie's calculation is actually very precise.

However, he counted to the beginning, not to the end.

Yang Lin did move when Qiu Qianren pounced.

Over there, Qiu Qianren's iron palm was like a mountain, killing dozens of people in a few ups and downs.