Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

One hour, two hours.

Wang Jiantong and others just stood in the pavilion, watching helplessly.

His eyes were already blood red, and his murderous intent could hardly be suppressed.

But can't move.

Wang Jiantong has made everything clear. Their goals and their enemies must wait before that, and they can only wait.

And Wang Jiantong, who was standing at the front, bit his lips tightly at this moment, not daring to speak, not daring to speak, not daring to think.

He is afraid, terrified.

Although he was lucky enough to witness a war under the leadership of his master, it was only once.

He still remembered that after the war, his master, a first-class master, sat on the ground exhausted, his palms covered with sweat.

"Jian Tong, the most terrifying thing about waiting is never when the enemy will come, but whether the enemy will come at all."

In the past, he didn't quite understand, wouldn't it be nice if the enemy didn't come?

Now, he understands!

Will Yipintang come? have no idea!

If he doesn't come, at this moment, he is just letting everyone watch the casualties of the Song Dynasty soldiers and civilians, and watching all this happen. If it ends like this, Wang Jiantong can't imagine that kind of taste and feeling.

Why is it that after the Xixia Yipintang arrived, they were obviously just a few second-rate people, but why were they so exhausted after the master killed them?

Because I am afraid that if I just watch everything happen, there is no doubt that it will become a complete nightmare. I'm afraid that once I close my eyes in the future, the dead people on this tower will appear and ask, why didn't I take action? Obviously they have the ability...

Although there was no fighting, Wang Jiantong felt unprecedented pressure, which almost crushed his spirit.

Will it come? Yipintang, will you come?

Come on, Yipintang, come on.

Didn’t you invade the Song Dynasty? Come on!

As if in response to Wang Jiantong, there was something obviously different among the Xixia soldiers rushing over outside the city wall...

Dozens of them, very fast, they quickly crossed a thousand meters distance, avoiding the arrows falling above their heads, and rushed straight towards the south city wall.

In an instant, Wang Jiantong didn't need to say anything. Everyone's eyes lit up and their blood-red eyes locked on the target.

Here we come, Xixia Yipintang, here we come!

Staring at the quietly advancing figures in the team, Wang Jiantong took a breath and suppressed his inner impulse. Not yet, not yet. He was the leader of the team and had to assign tasks.

"Xuancheng, the eight of you go eastward to Nancheng and guard the corner from the middle to the east. Xuankong, you are responsible for the east wall of Nancheng and go east to the middle. Xu Jing, you are responsible for the west corner of the west wall of Nancheng. I am responsible for the west wall. Go west to the middle and help defend Xuankong's side."

"have you understood?"

"good!"

Everyone who could no longer bear it suddenly agreed.

"Remember, the main target is the Xixia First Grade Hall. You can take action, but you must be careful. You must not let the Xixia First Grade Hall's people stand firm and form a battle formation!"

"Everyone, have good luck in martial arts and survive!"

With a long roar, Xu Jing flew up, her long sword unsheathed in mid-air, and the Han sword rushed towards the west corner with endless killing intent.

Xuancheng and others also took a breath, climbed up the city wall, and used the light body technique to rush towards the East Corner.

"Xuankong, if you are defeated, retreat in my direction."

Wang Jiantong glanced at Li Su. There was no doubt that among the four positions, Xuankong was under the greatest pressure. After all, although he had performed amazingly before and had the Shaolin Temple's unique Vajra Indestructible Skill, he was still too young.

After saying that, Wang Jiantong jumped up and rushed to his position. With the flash of sword light, he ran into the Xixia soldiers' camp.

In an instant, there was a strong cold light, and dozens of heads soared into the sky.

As Wang Jiantong and others joined the battle, the situation changed in an instant. The Xixia formation, which was still overwhelming the Song Dynasty even though there were few people, was suddenly in chaos, and hundreds of Xixia soldiers were killed in an instant.

There is no doubt that, as Wang Jiantong said, martial arts people are extremely lethal in a place like this.

Li Su also jumped out of the pavilion and landed on the city wall.

Taking a gentle breath, smelling the smell of death composed of blood, flames, burnt smoke, and armor, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. It is really difficult to connect the tragic scene in front of me with the chivalrous and tender martial arts novel.

Jin Da's book...is this what it smells like?

With the luck of the Vajra Indestructible Magic, Li Su caught the arrows flying from outside the city, filled the arrows with Qi, used the Spiral Jin, one of the five Jin of the Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, and threw them directly.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

There was a sound of flesh being penetrated, and three warriors on the city wall who were obviously more powerful than other Xixia soldiers were shot through the neck by Li Su's arrow.

Instead of going down to fight hand-to-hand, Li Su stood on the wall pier, constantly catching the flying arrows and throwing them at the stronger Xixia soldiers. As he also joined the battle, the Xixia soldiers, who had already formed a certain advantage, could no longer maintain their original formation and were completely suppressed by the Song army.

For a time, the Song Dynasty was victorious and seemed to have expectations of victory.

The waving of the battle flag became more ordinary, and the soldiers and the people became more and more high-spirited.

Howl!

At this moment, there was a sharp roar and a figure rushed up the wall.

Unlike the previous Xixia soldiers, he jumped up and reached a height of two feet. He drew his sword in the air and swept across with one strike.

The sharp sword energy suddenly exploded, and with a clang sound, it cut off dozens of weapons.

Song Jun, who had forced the Xixia soldiers into the corner, had a look of horror on his face and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

With one blow, the man stepped forward in the air. There was no relay, but the long knife flew into the air, striking out seven times in an instant.

The blade is sharp and murderous.

Before the sword fell, the momentum that the Song Dynasty had finally mustered collapsed. The soldiers covered by the sword's light turned pale, as if what they saw in front of them was not the life-threatening sword, but the call of death.

Clang!

The knife fell.

But no one was killed.

A figure squeezed between the two, raised his palms, and struck out seven palms in a row, stopping the frightening sword light.

hiss!

After taking a breath, the visitor's expression changed slightly and he looked at the person in front of him.

Little monk….

Among the martial arts people of the Great Song Dynasty, there is one person who needs special attention.

A young monk practices the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Indestructible Magic, which is difficult to damage with swords. Once encountered, give up a quick fight, hold him back, besiege him, consume his internal strength, and beat him to death.

Before coming, the three commanders had given their orders.

I didn't expect to be met by myself.

Immediately, the other party let out a scream, and then the blade turned, spinning and rolling down, and the long knife in his hand chopped straight into the little monk's head.

No worse than the Xixia squad leader ten days ago.

Facing the falling knife, Li Su frowned and tensed up.

Don't dare to neglect, the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power is working, and the Arahant's true energy is spread all over your hands.

Clang!

They collided instantly and sparks flew.

The Xixia man took a breath and felt the piercing energy coming from the long knife, with a look of shock on his face.

No wonder the leader emphasized that this monk's strength was astonishing.

Especially his martial arts, the indestructible magical power? At first, I just smiled and didn't think there was any martial arts that could make a person truly invulnerable. But now that I saw it in real life, it was so shocking that a person could bear the edge of a weapon with his fleshy palms?

After landing on the ground and twisting his feet, the Xixia man slashed seven times in an instant, and the knives went straight to Li Su's vital points, such as his head, neck, heart, under his ribs, and knees.

Li Su's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his palms to face each other, just like ten days ago, refusing to take a step back to confront the opponent.

when! when! when!

The sound was like a drum, booming between the two, and the strong energy exploded, forcing the Xixia and Song soldiers to retreat. For a time, a two-meter-diameter wall was formed on the city wall where every inch of land was contested. Empty land.

For a moment, the entire audience was silent, just looking at the two people on the court with horrified expressions...