"Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted wildly in Su Zhongwen's mouth, his back was all dented, and the whole person crashed forward into a private house and collapsed into it.
Seeing that Su Zhongwen would never be able to live under this blow, the blood on Li Anting's body seemed to be pouring to his face all at once, and his entire face suddenly turned purple.
"Kill" There was a bang in his mouth, as if all the air in his lungs had been roared out by him.
At the same time, he kicked his foot violently, and a bluestone well circle next to him was kicked out by him and crashed towards the painter.
With a "snap", the painter waved his hand and slapped the bluestone well circle weighing at least 100 catties into pieces.
But in this instant, Li Anting stepped on three steps in a row, and the energy on his body exploded, and every step was a puddle of dust, as if he was stepping on three gray tents in a row, and he was forced to double the speed before when he reached the painter's side, and with a snort, the spear in his hand brought out a terrifying sound, not like a gun, but like an iron rod, and swept towards the painter's waist.
His spear was not an ordinary black flower spear, but an extremely heavy soul soldier spear with a bronze body, covered with thorn-like fine runes.
Wherever the spear swept through, there were streaks of bronze light, like patches of thorns, growing sharply in the air.
The painter's body had just taken off and swept backwards, seeing that it was too late to dodge the sweep of the spear, he was not frightened, but he just shouted in a low voice, "Good gun", and the two fingers of his right hand were together, like a small sword, poking towards the sweeping soul soldier spear.
The iron-blooded soul soldier heavy spear and slender fingers intersected in an instant There was a bang, and countless air currents visible to the naked eye blew dust and sand and mud flying everywhere.
It's like two giant beasts, running to full speed, and hitting them hard with their bodies.
Li Anting's face became even redder, and even his eyes were bloodshot from the shock.
Ignoring the feeling that the fingers of both hands were about to break, he forcibly held down the heavy gun that was flying backwards, and was about to hold the gun and shoot again.
However, at this moment, the painter's hand had already reached forward several inches like lightning and rested on the body of his gun.
At this moment, it happened that the two of them had exhausted their old strength, and at the same time, they exerted their strength again.
"Kara" This time, it only surrounded the body of the gun, and there was a slight explosion, but it was a real instant wrestling between the two.
Li Anting snorted, only to feel that his legs began to tremble, the cultivation of this Yun Qin felony was so terrifying, far surpassing himself, I am afraid that the strongest general in the entire Qixia military is nothing more than that.
His hands could no longer hold this heavy spear, but the extreme anger and the amazingly strong will of Yun Qin's iron blood made him not let go at this time, but instead pressed down with his arms, and clamped the heavy spear with his arms and his body.
The artist's strength shook again.
It seems that the turmoil is not alarmed, but the window paper of the dozen or so houses around it that has been shattered is crackling, and it is instantly washed by the stirred sand and stones.
A wisp of blood slipped from the corner of Li Anting's mouth, and his internal organs were shocked, and his two arms were directly dislocated by the shock, hanging down softly, unable to control the spear, and the whole person staggered backwards.
At this moment, the ten heavily armored sergeants wearing the heavy armor of the green wolf finally killed Li Anting's side, and the long knives and hooked claws in their hands fell towards the painter like a storm.
This kind of heavily armored sergeant is completely like a moving metal fortress, and ordinary cultivators are simply unable to defeat it.
However, the painter is not an ordinary cultivator, he is a strong man who is already close to the peak of the great power teacher.
In the face of the attack and killing of these heavily armored soldiers, he just did the same thing as Li Anting's first blow, he held the soul soldier heavy spear snatched in his hand with both hands, and with a roar, the power of his body rolled out, pouring into the soul soldier spear in his hand, and swept the soul soldier spear like an iron rod.
"When" "When" "When" "When" A loud and scalp-tingling sound burst out in a single breath.
The long knives in the hands of the three heavily armored sergeants snapped from it, and the heavy bodies of the two heavily armored sergeants flipped backwards to the ground, and extremely fine blood foam spurted from between their masks.
More than a dozen pieces of metal fragments from the blade body, or heavy armor hook claws, the broken metal fragments on the blade sneered through the air and shot in all directions, in the streets and alleys behind, dozens of sergeants had already rushed in, one of the sergeants just rushed in, just by a piece of metal shards into the eyebrows, and suddenly did not even make any sound, then fell backwards to the ground.
Li Anting, who sat on the ground, let out an angry roar.
He didn't expect that this Yun Qin felony would be so strong.
As if in response to the military general's anger, a dense bowstring vibrating sound resounded through the streets.
Countless dense black feather arrows, with a terrifying howl, filled the sky and fell in the next breath.
The painter let go of the heavy spear in his hand, although in his cognition at the moment, there was no cultivator in the entire Far City who could compete with him, but he knew very well that in this world, there had never been a cultivator who could resist the entire army.
Even Dean Zhang, who fell into the Star Lake that day, had to rely on a dozen powerful cultivators who were with him, as well as three thousand soldiers.
He could already feel that the army had surrounded the neighborhood at this moment, so at this moment he did not have any smugness in his heart at all, only intense fear and anger.
In the end, someone designed himself and exposed his whereabouts When this thought flashed in his heart again, his whole person had already crashed into a private house next to him like Su Zhongwen of Fang Cai.
"Du" "Du" "Du" saw countless black feather arrows piercing through the thin tiles and penetrating into this residential house, but below was a cloud of dust and mist bursting open, like a carriage, running through it all the way at an astonishing speed.
Su Zhongwen was not dead at this time, but the important organs in his body had turned into a crumbling mass under the blow of the painter, and he was on the verge of dying.
Li Anting jumped up in a roar and rushed into the half-collapsed house where he was.
Looking at the rushing Yun Qin generals, Su Zhongwen opened his mouth, wanting to spit out the three words Chen Feirong.
But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything anymore, his head drooped down, and the strategist that the Liu family relied on so much stopped breathing.
Li Anting didn't have any friendship with Su Zhongwen before, and he hadn't even met him, but seeing Su Zhongwen breathing at this time, this Yunqin general thought that Su Zhongwen was the kind of person who didn't care about his own safety in order to track down repeat offenders, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he let out a fierce roar again: "Kill him" This is no longer a military order, but a personal roar like a complete vent.
This is in the city, if they are all run away by such a felony in the city, then the entire military of Qingyuan City will lose face, even if the boss does not punish him, Li Anting will definitely resign himself.
Although the political situation of Yun Qin has been pacified for decades, the rule of the court officials has reached a worrying point that makes Lin Xi feel filthy and unspeakable, but under the glorious belief formed by the martial arts and the merits of his predecessors, in the decades of continuous conquest, Yun Qin's army has not suffered the slightest defeat, and is still an iron army with terrifying combat power and will.
And because today's enemy is only one, and because this one enemy is a powerful cultivator, Shangfeng's order is also very simple, just asking for him to be killed.
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So for the army, this battle is extremely easy to deploy.
The fastest cavalry has already blocked the streets, a large number of infantry troops have pulled out of the triple encirclement, and several units of the city defense army are also mobilized, along with the city defense army, there will also be powerful crossbow machine ordnance specially used to deal with cultivators.
The speed and strength of the cultivator far exceeded that of a normal martial artist, but under this kind of daylight, the cultivator could not hide his body at all.
Therefore, when Li Anting's angry roar was released, hundreds of lightly armored cavalry and hundreds of infantry had already penetrated and completely surrounded the houses where the painter was passing through.
Dozens of shield sword infantry rushed into the house with a loud bang for the first time, and the strangulation between the cultivators and the army really entered a white-hot state.
However, what made Li Anting, who quickly jumped into a private house, stunned was that there was no blood or stumps flying out of those houses.
In the face of powerful cultivators, the Yun Qin military had never been afraid, and that was because the Yun Qin military was not afraid to pay the price of blood and death.
Even if a cultivator kills a sergeant, it is as easy as chopping grass, but no matter how terrifying you kill inside, the vast majority of sergeants on the periphery can't see such a terrible thing at all for a while, and the iron-blooded will that is usually sharpened will make these soldiers fill in and rush in without thinking even if they know that there have been huge casualties in front of them.
In this kind of urban area, in the plains, in this kind of daylight, even a powerful cultivator like a painter can only kill a few sergeants at most in a single breath, but on the periphery, there are at least dozens of sergeants who will fill in.
Therefore, the dense number of sergeants wrapped around the cultivators will not decrease with the sudden death, but will become more and more, and this encirclement will become tighter and larger.
This battle group will continue to wrap the cultivator until the cultivator's soul power is exhausted and killed.
This is the real horror of the military for solitary practitioners.
However, at this moment, the painter did not kill an ordinary sergeant at all, he did not consume his soul power to kill these sergeants at all, but only used it to escape, just with an astonishing speed and a reaction beyond the reaction of ordinary sergeants, from the gap between these sergeants, desperately escaping in one direction.
Because his speed was faster than that of a galloping horse, an encirclement that was enough to crush a cultivator of his level was never really formed.
And at this moment, Anting Lee has also seen the true intention of the painter.
The painter was going to rush to the big bazaar in the city, where the usual business vendors and ordinary people who bought things together, I am afraid there were at least two or three thousand people.
"Is it too late to evacuate?"
At this moment, Li Anting only had such a thought in his mind
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