Chapter 16 Terrible Inertia

Chapter 16 Terrible Inertia

The tragedy of a battle can be seen from the number of casualties.

If in a war, the number of people who die is more seriously injured than minor injuries, and there are almost no injuries... Then it can be imagined that the tragedy of this war has reached a level of no comparison.

There is no doubt that there is such a war under the sunset at this moment.

The steel knife rolled up, the silver gun stabbed bluntly, the arm cramped, and the thighs kept shivering...

Some people can no longer lift the steel knife, so they can only hit the enemy in front of them with their heads. When they are dizzy, they will bite each other's nose and ears with their mouths, just like Tyson, who can't swing his fist in the ring...

All attacks and all resistance have returned to the most primitive and basic instinctive movements.

The Yanlong people can't wave their swords anymore. Fortunately, the Yanmeng people can't wave their swords at the moment before. The Yanlong people are weak, but the Yanmeng people can't move their footsteps anymore. The two sides are entangled, hugged each other, and bite each other, beating like a child less than ten years old.

The Yanlong army of less than 30,000, and the Yanmeng army of more than 30,000, saw the knife blade at the end, the number of people was almost the same. Everyone fought bare-handed again and fought into a ball.

There were more than 3,000 garrisons in the sunset grid. Originally, they were still firing dark arrows on the wall. Later, they couldn't tell the enemy from me at a glance. They simply rushed out, and then they fought with the Yanlong people who dominated the scene.

And the other side...

All the golden armor guards have fallen down for a long time. At this moment, it is the Lion King Salmu who still shows an invincible momentum, and the finished font stands facing his Su Yong, Chu Nantian, and Xiao Changfeng has not yet fallen.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The leather armor on his body has long been broken, revealing the brocade clothes inside. Sarmu, who had countless blood stains on the brocade clothes, laughed wildly and said, "The future is terrible. I haven't fought such a refreshing battle for a long time!"

Xiao Changfeng's face was pale, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but it was quickly wiped away by him. Just now, his silver gun hit the other party fiercely, and his heart had been displaced. His internal organs were for a while, and there was no blood spray. At this moment, he is holding a silver gun, and his body is shaky.

Chu Nantian's appearance is not better than him. The most surprising thing is the deep scar on his neck! He hit Salmu's golden-backed machete with a machete. His knife cut the other party's leather armor and pulled out a few blood stains; the other party's knife almost cut off his head. At this moment, there was a soreness in his neck, and the scars on his shoulders could see the bones!

What about Su Yong? Su Yong's situation is undoubtedly the best of the three, which benefits from his physical style. His internal strength is not as good as that of Xiao Chu, but he has the advantage of weapons. Even if the blood knife that cuts iron like mud does not have much effect on the golden-backed machete, his body method, which can be teleported, still makes him repeatedly escape the fatal blow of the other party!

At this moment, in addition to the fact that his right hand was shaken by the other party's knife so hard that the tiger's mouth was broken and he could not hold the knife, he was not seriously injured, at least his left hand could hold the knife!

But holding a knife in the left hand... Naturally, it can't be compared with the one who is used to using the right hand.

Admittedly, the skills are in the mind and the perception is in the heart, but different tools and different limbs are operated, there is a problem of proficiency, because the reaction is on the body, not in the heart!

This is the same reason that you are used to grabbing chopsticks with your right hand and now use your left hand to pick up vegetables. Anyway, every time you take action, it's always a little awkward.

Fortunately, it's just awkward, and it's not going wrong. For Salmu, who has more than a dozen scars on his body, this awkward move is still a threat!

The scars on Salmu's body are not deep, but there are many! Three Yanlong generals, three people who are half younger than him, are like struggling around him tireless. He actually has a feeling of killing around him!

Circle killing? How many years ago was that? He remembers that when he was 16 years old, he followed the Great Khan soldiers and horses to invade Yanlong Phoenix for the first time, and once gave a black-faced Yanlong young general.

At that time, all the golden armor guards died. The black-faced young general and the other two fought around him. Fortunately, when he was young, he was very good at martial arts. The other party was also short of soldiers and supported him for half a day. Later, although he was rescued by the general sent by the sweat, somewhere on his body was hit by the black-faced general, but... it could never be used!

That's the unbearable pain of every man who yearns for the future! He repeatedly woke up in the middle of the night, but he was a little confused. Why did he hear that in the Yanlong Empire, there were some men who specially accepted this kind of pain to gain power and money... He vaguely remembered that the Yanlong people called that kind of person "in-law".

It was not until three years ago that he took revenge on his youth. Although he still couldn't satisfy himself, he cut the handsome and cold black boy into a rotten garlic nose, which was a little relieved. After all, the black boy's martial arts have also advanced by leaps and bounds. If he hadn't remembered to practice hard every day, he would not be his opponent.

But today... Will I make the same mistake and die in the hands of these kids? Salmu's face turned red and white, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Salmu coughed and forcibly pulled himself out of his memory. He looked blankly at the army that was still holding a ball, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

It's me, it's me! If it hadn't been for my support until now and inspired everyone's fighting spirit, my subordinates would definitely not have been able to support it until this moment! After all, these chasing Yanlong people have too many physical advantages than them!

He looked at Su Yong and the other three again and hissed, "Let's go together." The voice is extremely free and indifferent.

Su Yong kept staring at Salmu. Hearing his words, he couldn't help sighing. This old man is really not bragging. With his own three siege, he can still have the upper hand. It is natural to think that Yan Chuanyun will suffer losses under his hands.

At this moment, Chu Nantian was seriously injured, and Xiao Changfeng couldn't even stand still, and he... looked at the blood knife in his left hand with a wry smile.

How can I beat this grassland lion king alone?

Why didn't he know that the Lion King was also scarred? However, looking at the momentum, the starving lion is still the king of beasts. Looking at his thick skeleton and his eyes more red than blood, Su Yong's hand trembled slightly.

Sword spirit and sword momentum need to be driven by force. As early as half an hour ago, the strength that can support the sword momentum has been used up. At this moment, in addition to waving the left hand and sweeping out the awkward moves, is there a second way?

Su Yong took a deep breath and drew the blood knife out again with his left hand weakly.

Three thunder strikes! It is still the three thunder strikes, which is famous for its speed and lightning speed!

Without the sword spirit and power, the three thunder strikes have fallen into three ordinary sword moves, and one move is weaker than the other!

Sarmu took a look disdainfully. Even if he was scarred, it was not difficult for the machete to beat the boy away in a blink of an eye. Just now, he fought for both sides and suffered a heavy blow to Xiao Changfeng and Chu Nantian. Although he quickly escaped from this boy, one-on-one, he is sure to win or lose!

"Although your move is good, you are powerless. The soul of this strange move has been lost. Even with the help of a sharp weapon, it can't pose a threat to me." Salmu had seen that it was a treasure knife in the previous fight. After he said lightly, the golden-backed machete brought out a wisp of long-lost wind and fiercely met the blood knife again!

Hundreds of pounds of machete, he still makes it very hand-to-handed.

Seeing that the machete was about to hit Su Yong's blood knife in the air with the momentum of wind and thunder, Su Yong suddenly stopped, and the blood knife suddenly got rid of it! Before the machete hit it, it had already changed its direction and flew out!

Salmu was stunned, and the blood knife in front of him had become bigger and bigger. He actually planned to use it as a flying knife? He couldn't help sighing and losing his sharp weapon. What else can he do to fight with me? He flashed sideways, and the blood knife brushed past his neck, cutting off a few of his white hairs!

I have to say that Su Yong's accident was really a big surprise, but after all, there was no danger.

But Su Yong's move was not over. As soon as the blood knife took action, he had already bent down and rushed forward two steps. The machete on his head did not cut his blood knife, but only hit the air in the air. Under the sound of the wind, he suddenly put his hands together and grabbed the handle of the golden-backed machete!

When Salmu spit out his strength, he also just used his whole body strength on his hand and took the opportunity to beat hard on the handle!

Sarmu was stunned in the face of the blood knife, and there was a trace of relaxation in the machete in his opponent. At this moment, when he was old, he pulled the machete in his hand was actually robbed by him!

When people's weapons are robbed, they will subconsciously want to take them back. Just when Salmu rushed forward blankly and reached forward to grab the machete, he found that Su Yong had sent the knife handle back to his hand again!

Uh? He was a little stunned for a moment and watched the other party push the knife back.

However, the hesitation caused by a little dullness in the fight is undoubtedly fatal. He still didn't know why, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. The tip of the knife made of black iron had been fiercely pushed to his chest!

Su Yong grabbed the machete and raised it slightly. He had removed the power of the forward attack. This time, he tried his best to move forward and hit Sarmu, who was walking forward!

This is not a powerful trick, it's just inertia.

A handful of hundreds of pounds of black iron tip hit a wound in front of Salmu!

The wound is cracked, and the blood is squirting wildly! Although the tip of the machete is not sharp, it is also a sharp corner. At this moment, under the inertia of the fast-moving Salmu and Su Yong, who suddenly stopped to counterattack, the knife handle actually pierced three inches deep!

Three inches is not long, but it's just the heart! No matter how awesome you are, as long as it's not a fairy monster, you can only fart when you insert it into your heart!