Back Off, Let Me Come

Seeing this sword formation, Gong Xiqiu finally wiped away his previous lack of interest and looked solemn. Up and down the city, tens of thousands of eyes watched this scene nervously. Suddenly, the dragnet fell, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from its center.

Light up the sky for a moment.

Gu Chi and others had to raise their sleeves to cover their eyes.

There are also those who are strong-willed, such as Xun Ding. He raised his hand and scratched his pocket, and his martial energy condensed into a ghost-faced armor made of dark green glass. The eyes of the Ghost Mask are covered with a thin layer of gauze that looks soft but is actually inexhaustible and capable of being cut by knives. It looks like goggles and can block sudden strong light. He was not afraid at all when others were blinded by the bright light.

The moment the sword array fell, Gongxi Qiu turned his halberd into a bow and arrow. He bent the bow and set the arrow. He easily plucked the bow string with his four fingers and poured 10% of his martial energy into the bow. Thousands of explosions were heard, and countless ink-colored arrows flew away in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers——

The arrows collided with the heavy swords, exploded, and turned into flying ash.

The beam of light soaring into the sky dispersed the clouds and fog overhead.

The energy of heaven and earth was lifted up and poured into the sky.

When the light faded, the literary giant who was at the forefront of the attack dragged his spear and axe, forming an impenetrable encirclement. Although he could not speak, the fighting spirit boiling around him was shouting silently, and was conveyed to his opponent without reservation through the weapons in his hands. The valiant totem protects its master loyally, and all hidden dangers within the range are enemies. However, there were too many Literary Giants, and there were always a few missing. They stepped on the giant python's body and rushed forward with indomitable momentum. One by two, they jumped through the dust and mist, and killed themselves in front of Gong Xiqiu.

Gong Xiqiu snorted coldly.

He raised his hand, and the bow and arrow turned into a halberd in his hand.

clang!

He easily withstood the three attacks that fell at the same time, and swung a martial energy arc blade to cut off the three literary giants! The "corpse" hit the ground, but after a while his upper body found his lower body and was intact again. He picked up his weapons and rejoined the army.

They fight one after another and fight to the death without retreating.

"Can your Dan Mansion withstand such a squandering?"

Gong Xiqiu discovered another thing he and Shen Tang had in common - when he had not yet reached the 20th level of Chehou, Wudan Totem had a scale only at this level; while Mama also had not climbed to the top. Next, he waved his hand and turned into a thousand soldiers.

One thousand, this is the limit for a brave warrior to turn into a weapon.

Although it is only achieved in quantity rather than quality and force, it is enough to prove that it is special. However, no matter how much the quantity is, it will not be enough if the quality is not achieved. These giants will not be repaired for free, it will cost a lot of literary/military energy every time.

"I have both civil and military palaces."

Shen Tang stood on the shoulders of a giant.

He folded his hands across his chest, pretending to be like the wind.

"My family is rich and I can afford to squander."

Gong Xiqiu doesn't have to worry about her lasting problems.

"You might as well worry about yourself."

Gong Xiqiu didn't take these words to heart at first.

until--

The martial energy collided, and Gong Xiqiu stood on top of the giant python, fighting off the intruders together with the Wu Dan Totem. At first glance, he seemed to be doing it with ease, but in the next moment, his center of gravity sank and his legs tightened. Two literary giants, one on the left and one on the right, opened their arms to hug his legs.

The nearest giant understood and attacked from both sides.

Adults don't make choices.

Taking care of both the upper and lower directions, another person smashed his head with a hammer!

These literary giants followed Shen Tang, and their fights only focused on victory or defeat, not martial ethics. Gong Xiqiu couldn't use his strength to break free for a while, so he simply exploded his martial energy, condensed it into a gang, and used his martial energy to tear these giants apart, temporarily resolving the embarrassing situation.

He glanced in Shen Tang's direction.

The latter waved his claws at him and raised his eyebrows.

"You're even wearing armor, why are you so nervous?"

The next moment, extreme joy gave rise to sorrow, and the light blade was in front of him.

The literary giant at his feet raised his arm to resist, and without any surprise, his right arm was cut off at the root and hit the ground with a bang. The light blade has not been completely offset, and the remaining power is still there. Shen Tang tilted his head and caught a glimpse of a wisp of red falling from the corner of his eye. It was the tail of the red tassel on the duck. Gong Xiqiu stepped forward and followed closely with the light blade to kill. Shen Tang was knocked away and fell onto the giant's shoulders, sliding several feet and standing still.

Gong Xiqiu waved his halberd and cut off the giant's head smoothly, but his eager eyes always fell on Shen Tang's face. It seemed that what he knocked off was not the head of the Literary Giant, but that of Shen Tang. He opened his mouth and said, "Isn't Mama also wearing a hooded mask and a mere air blade? Why are you so nervous?"

Shen Tang: "..."

Gong Xiqiu is really not cute anymore.

As an all-rounder, Gongxi Qiu can fight at a distance or close up. He is good at 180 kinds of weapons, and can also engage in a close-quarters fight with his bare hands, with punches to the flesh and feet and feet to the heart. He wanted to kill Shen Tang, but now he wanted to twist her head off with his bare hands!

Shen Tang finally paid the price for his talk.

Oncoming was Gong Xiqiu's iron fist.

The giant army was held back by Gong Xiqiu's valiant totem. Occasionally, some came to help, but before they even got close to the battle range between the two, they were blown to pieces by the martial energy of the collision and bombing. I don’t know if Gong Xiqiu did it on purpose. Before, Wudan Totem only slapped the giants with its tail, but after Shen Tang got drunk, it caught one and squeezed them into pieces with its body, or it flew away. One hit and the other flew away, and the thick long tail swept across the area. However, giants also have the advantage of giants. All types of arms cooperate with each other and advance steadily, and both sides come and go.

The giant reincarnated several times, and the courage totem also gained scars.

Shen Tang and Gong Xiqiu?

The two began to compete with weapons, words, spirits, and moves, fighting from one end of the battlefield to the other. Immediately after the word spirit came out, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the waves roared, and the dust filled the sky, sweeping across the eight wastelands. The beating was so intense that everyone tensed up. Gong Xiqiu has a physical advantage, with long arms and legs, but Shen Tang's body skills are elegant and agile, and the two are almost equal in speed, counterattack ability and strength.

Xun Ding couldn't help but squeal after taking one look. He raised his hands to cover his eyes. The days when he was grabbed by Gong Xiqiu and wiped the floor suddenly appeared in his mind. He grimaced in pain and couldn't bear to look back on the past.

Unable to achieve a kill quickly, the battle was forced to be prolonged, and the two men's martial arts/literary spirit, physical strength, and energy were declining rapidly.

Jiang has a good chance of winning, but something is wrong secretly.

If two people fight until each other is exhausted before deciding the winner, even if they win the battle, it will be a big burden for themselves. Because the sound of drums can not only stimulate the fighting generals and warriors, but also stimulate the spirits of the soldiers and slowly improve the morale. It's just that no matter how high the morale is, there is a peak. Without the blessing of the military formation, this peak state cannot be maintained for too long. After the peak, it will naturally be downhill. Furthermore, being too excited for too long can easily produce negative side effects, and in the end it can be counterproductive.

Among everyone, only Gu Chi had the most relaxed attitude.

Watching the battle is enjoyable, all you need to do is pay attention to the two's outbursts from time to time, and erect a literary barrier to resist interference such as sonic booms and strong winds. As he watched, he couldn't even suppress the curvature of his lips, which made Lio Jia puzzled: "Why are you laughing at the tide?"

Gu Chi: "Thinking of someone."

"Someone?"

"Someone's surname is Qi."

Liao Jia thought Gu Chi was worried about the fighting situation at Qishan's side, but then she thought something was wrong. If he was worried, he should be frowning instead of laughing. He suppressed his worries about his lord for the time being and said strangely: "What do you want to pray for, Yuan Liang? He will cause harm to the future for thousands of years."

Gu Chi said: "I think of what he looks like now."

Liao Jia: "???"

What else could Qi Yuanliang look like?

Shen Tang raised his hand to wipe the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, breathing heavily, but his eyes were fixed on Gong Xiqiu, who was half-armored again, but this time he was not pretending, but passive.

Gongxi Qiu was in a miserable state, and Shen Tang was not glamorous either.

Even though I tried my best to avoid it, I still lost a lot of money.

But overall it seems to be much lighter than Gongxi Qiu.

Gong Xiqiu squinted his eyes, raised his hand and wiped the blood from his forehead to his eyebrows with his thumb, and said, "Mama, you are worried about me."

There were obviously several opportunities to exchange her serious injuries for his more serious injuries, but in the end she chose to avoid them. The Shen Tang he knew was not so cautious. In the face of victory or death, these injuries don't matter, as long as they are still alive.

Shen Tang melancholy said: "What do you know about being single?"

Does he know that killing her alone can kill five super gods?

She has a lot of baggage.

Qiu Cheng looked down with evil eyes.

He didn't expect that Gong Xiqiu would not be able to successfully take Shen Tang's head. The two could do nothing to each other and they were evenly matched. If Shen Tang doesn't die this time, he will be in danger. Miao Shu also had the same idea as him, and her eyes became increasingly sinister and cold.

It was a rare occasion when the two of them had a good rapport.

Qiu Cheng winked at the love general next to him.

Regardless of victory or defeat, one of them will die.

The person who died must be Shen Youli!

The beloved general is good at shooting and understands everything.

It is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow. Fighters do not live and die on the field, but may also live off the field. Bright or not, magnanimous or not? Oh, soldiers are deceitful, and the details are left to the writing skills of living people, and dead people are not qualified to talk about these.

Unexpectedly, a pair of indifferent eyes glanced at him.

This person is naturally Gu Chi. Although he has been carefully raised, Gu Chi is a scholar and planner, and it is impossible not to go out with the army. Everyone was used to his always having a bad look on his face, but Liao Jia found that he was particularly ugly at the moment, with his lips turning blue.

"Is it uncomfortable to watch the tide?"

The two armies were fighting and confronting each other. This situation was extremely unfriendly to Gu Chi, and the burden of being a scribe more than doubled.

But why did he suddenly burst out with murderous intent?

"Send a divine archer."

"Magic Archer? Assassinating Gong Xi Qiu?"

Although my lord and Gong Xiqiu were chatting, they showed no mercy. It was obvious that they were incompatible with each other. Either you died or I lived. Keeping this brave warrior until his strength improves in the future may be a serious problem for our side.

Life is worse than death.

"Qiu Fumiyan is going to come to Yin."

Qiu Cheng is doing the first grade of junior high school, don't blame them for doing the fifteenth grade.

Liao Jia made a gesture: "No problem."

Gu Chi closed his eyes tiredly, hiding the cold light and calculation in his eyes. He had selfish motives. Qiu Cheng didn't want Shen Tang to end up alive, and he also didn't want to see Gong Xiqiu alive.

The reason is quite simple.

First, this person travels around to fight for others, helping other forces to expand. In disguise, he is working against his own forces. For example, this time he helped Qiu Wenyan defend Xiaocheng, but who will he help to hinder them next time? Gong Xiqiu is a variable that is difficult to control.

Secondly, judging from the current clues, the lord is a "sacred object" of the Gongxi clan, but Gongxi Qiu's attitude and treatment of this "sacred object" are still unclear. What if Gong Xiqiu had to ask the "sacred object" to return it to its place? Wouldn't it hinder the lord's great cause? If, if his guess is wrong, the lord is really an outsider occupying the magpie's nest and not the "holy object" who has lost his memory... What will happen to Gong Xiqiu?

Instead of growing branches, it is better to cut through the mess quickly.

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This chapter took a long time to work hard...

Praying for good things: "..."