A group of black-clothed men appeared in the general's line, and various methods emerged one after another, causing great casualties to the general's personal army.
Within Zhao Wuving's line of sight, there were only six black-clothed people who fell to the ground, and there were almost seventeen or eighteen of his own soldiers.
Qin Dashan brandished a big sword, fighting three black-clothed people alone, and with his powerful and powerful sword technique, he still did not gain the upper hand.
Zhao Wushu didn't come to see the excitement, under the siege of the man in black, the soldiers were in danger, and from time to time someone was cut down and fell to the ground, how could he stand by and watch He moved, spun into the crowd at an accelerated pace, swung his knife, and the light of the knife flashed, and blood splattered and scattered all over the ground.
At this time, he was facing the enemy, the assassin who assassinated Qin Huaiyu, and he no longer had to look ahead and backward, and the shot was a seven-kill knife technique, one knife and two kills, and one knife and two lives.
The sword light flashed away, and the two black-clothed men on the left and the right didn't have time to take out the knife, one was cut off by the waist, and the other was cut off by the head, and before the body fell, Zhao Wushu had passed through the middle and killed the others again.
Facing a man in black, with a vigorous figure and full of strength, he shouted, jumped up, raised his knife with both hands, and slashed with a sharp wind.
Zhao Wushu also held the knife in both hands, facing the straight knife of the man in black, and the two knives struck each other in the void, emitting a crisp metallic trill.
At this moment, the man in black suddenly handed over his left hand, resisted Zhao Wuyi's knife, and then rubbed himself and threw himself into Zhao Wuyi's arms, stretched out his right hand, and a short knife appeared in his hand, stabbing him between the chest and abdomen.
Zhao Wushu sneered, his feet moved, his figure flashed, and the short knife that was given to the man in black like a peer passed through his right side.
At the same time, the blade of the long knife in his hand turned, drawing a set of strange curves along the way, and swept by.
Zhao Wushu had already appeared behind the man in black, but he didn't look back, and slashed at the other assassin with his knife.
"Bang Dang" I saw that the black-clothed man's right hand was broken off at the wrist, and his right hand fell to the ground with a short knife, and then, a blood line appeared between his chest and abdomen, getting thicker and thicker, and then, the blood gushed like a spring, and he fell on his back with a thud.
"Dangdang Dang" Zhao Wushu swung his knife continuously, knocking away several gadgets sent by the man in black, and with a flash of the knife, he killed an assassin again.
Due to Zhao Wudi's intervention, he killed four assassins in an instant, reducing a lot of pressure on his own soldiers.
"Don't panic, use the method of combining military formations to split the assassins," Zhao Wushu shouted.
When dealing with the Assassins, the soldiers had to bully them with more and with less, and use the method of combined attacks to bully them.
If you don't use your own strengths, but compare them with small efforts, isn't that attacking the enemy's strengths with your own shortcomings, and you deserve to die Zhao Wushu saw that Qin Dashan was already in a hurry and in danger under the siege of the three black-clothed men.
He flew a man in black who was blocking the way, approached Qin Dashan, and dealt with another assassin by the way.
The three black-clothed men who besieged Qin Dashan, one was tall and burly, and the other two were petite and curvy, and they turned out to be two women.
As for Zhao Wudi's appearance, they also saw that the burly male assassin was screaming non-stop, and he was gesturing at the other two female assassins.
As soon as the male assassin spoke, Zhao Wudi's head immediately became bigger, not ordinarily big.
This special mother is really a widow, or a ninja among the widows, God, aren't you kidding me The two female ninjas forced Qin Dashan back with two swords, and then, turned around and pounced on Zhao Wushu from both sides.
As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he knows if there is one.
Zhao Wudi saw that these three assassins were much stronger than the others, so naturally he would not dare to underestimate them just because they were two women.
They are women and assassins, the purpose of this trip is to kill people, Qin Huaiyu can be killed, Zhao Wushu can also be killed, as long as it is a person who is a general, it is naturally among the people who can be killed.
This guy with a wicked smile, although he looks good, has a very bad heart, and he killed five of our brothers by himself, and he must be dead "Qiang Qiang" The female ninja made a move, naturally using a hidden weapon to open the way, and to cover the knife behind, and she was extremely familiar with this set of Zhao Wuving.
I think that at the beginning, there was a female ninja in the Japanese who was 3,000 generations, who looked like a red-faced disaster, and successively booby-trapped and killed many Ming officials and generals.
Even Zhao Wushu almost didn't grasp it in the process of being ordered to hunt down, but fortunately, he reined in the precipice and realized that he had lost his way back, and killed him between lightning and flint.
When he came back with the head of Michiyo, he saw that there was only one bloody head left in the peerless red face, and I don't know how many people were heartbroken behind his back, scolding him for destroying flowers with spicy hands and slaughtering people with bloody hands.
Zhao Wushu swung his knife and knocked the hidden weapon away, and then set up the straight knives of the two female ninjas, and staggered past.
Zhao Wushu turned around, pointed his long knife at the two female ninjas, and couldn't help but ask: "Iga Valley, three thousand generations" One of the female ninjas' eyes lit up, and she turned her head to the other and said, "Michiyo, how could she know you?"
No, Zhao Wuving's hand trembled for a while, the long knife almost fell to the ground, and there were words in his heart: "Eldest sister, I was ordered to kill you, the two armies are fighting, either you die or I live."
You actually chased Datang, this is too ruthless."
"Bage, the Tang people are all scheming and sinister villains, this is just his delaying tactic.
Sakurako, kill him right away" The female shinobi named Michiyo scolded her companion and slashed at him.
Zhao Wushu patted his head and secretly scolded himself for being too stupid, regardless of whether she was the three thousand generations who returned to the soul, kill her first.
I'm still afraid that a ball Lao Tzu can kill you once in Daming, and I will kill you again in Datang.
There happened to be an abandoned knife on the ground, and Zhao Wushu picked it on his toes, the knife was like a meteor, and the silver light flashed towards the three thousand generations.
And Zhao Wushu used a double kill, slashing at Sakura, the level of martial arts determines the victory or defeat, and when the strength is evenly matched, you can use courage, but when the gap is large, courage alone is not enough.
As soon as they fought, the sword was like a match, and the straight knife of Sakurako was cut off, and her hands were cut off by the trend.
"Eight grids against the wind and a slash" 3,000 generations knocked the knife in front of him, his eyes showed a fierce light, he jumped up, the human knife was one, and he came towards Zhao Invincible.
A slash in the wind, hehe, this is really the stunt of the three thousand generations, people help the knife momentum, the knife borrows manpower, and a knife is cut out, and a piece of blue light emerges, like a full moon.
"Chop" Zhao Wushu also rose up, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed out an indomitable knife, like a match to meet that touch of moonlight.
Racing and slashing out, a touch of blood suddenly appeared in the sword light, making the knife more dignified, as if it was like a big mountain pressing on the top, unstoppable.
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"Click-click" Pi Lian cut off the moonlight, the knife shattered, the blood rain flew, and the person was split in two and fell to the ground.
Zhao Wushu divided the three thousand generations into two with one sword, and as for the three thousand generations, the knife was broken into dozens or hundreds of pieces, scattered all over the ground, and everywhere
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