Chapter 105 Unexpected, but reasonable

"It is still unknown who will win. You are a little too confident."

“There are hundreds of people, most of them are at the first-rate level, there are occasionally half-step masters, and there is also you, a half-step grand master.

With this kind of battle, I'm afraid the people around me may not be able to take you down."

Gongsun Ce spoke calmly, and his words made the leader on the opposite side laugh.

"Hahaha, the Iron Eagle Warriors are indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity that there are less than a hundred of them. Even I can take down these 'elites'."

A gust of air slowly pushed the carriage, causing it to move, and Gongsun Ce's face was facing the opponent's leader.

Gongsun Ce placed his right hand flat on his lips. He blew out a gentle breath, and tiny sparks appeared from the palm of his hand.

The moment the flame floated away from the palm of Gongsun Ce's right hand, the thumb-sized flame suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire and rushed towards the hundreds of people in front.

"Shhhhh..."

Hundreds of sharp blades were unsheathed, and as the leader swung his sword, hundreds of sharp blades fell down at the same time.

Hundreds of sword energies suddenly merged into one shocking sword energy, which collided head-on with Gongsun Ce's sea of ​​fire.

"Huhuhu..."

The flames gradually extinguished the sword energy, the sword energy raged and the flames raged, igniting everything around.

The scarves covering the faces of the hundred-man team on the opposite side gradually became wet with sweat.

The loss of their true energy and the high temperature brought by the flames made them suffer terribly.

But despite this, there was no trace of fear in these people's eyes.

Obviously these people are death warriors, and the leader's true energy seems to be in a period of transformation.

As far as Gongsun Ce knew, there was only one Xiaoyaozi who possessed the cultivation level of a half-step grandmaster and had changed his sect.

Then the identity of the leader of the opposing team will be revealed.

Gongsun Ce raised his eyebrows, "Death warrior, Xiaoyaozi."

The moment Gongsun Ce named the identity of the man opposite him, Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but tremble in fear.

Just as his mind was trembling, the flames engulfed the sword energy and attacked the dead soldiers directly.

"withdraw!"

At Xiaoyaozi's command, these assassins took action and used their lightness skills to prepare for evacuation.

However, how can the attainments of the first-class death warrior in light Kung Fu compare with Xiaoyaozi, who is half a step away from being a grandmaster.

After Xiaoyaozi gave the order, about five assassins were unable to dodge and fell into the sea of ​​fire. They turned into ashes in the sea of ​​fire without even a scream.

The role of the death squad is to assassinate, cover the rear, and gather intelligence...

They were all dirty things, so they could write and sketch, but they could not speak because they had been poisoned and made mute.

Just a human camera, a text generator and a bomb. No other things are needed, such as emotions, pain, language...

Gongsun Ce once again ordered Meng Tian beside him, "Fire more crossbows and bypass the leader on the opposite side."

"promise!"

Meng Tian raised his right hand again, and then dropped it heavily, "Raise the bow!"

Xiaoyaozi immediately shouted loudly, "Line up to meet the enemy!"

The rest of the assassins received the order and lined up in groups of three, which was the Human Sect's combined attack formation, the Three Talents Formation.

"The Taoist sect is really a big sieve, full of loopholes. How can the ancestral formation be lost?"

Gongsun Ce shook his head unconsciously. Among the various schools of thought that were out of this world, there would definitely be some spies from the Seven Kingdoms mixed in.

However, it is truly unique for a sect like the Taoist sect to have lost its ancestral formation and replaced it with a headmaster with ulterior motives.

Ninety-six death warriors held long swords, their eyes dead, and formed a formation of threes facing the rain of arrows.

There are 32 groups of three people in a group. Each group responds to each other. Together with Xiaoyaozi's separate group, there are 33 groups in total.

The eleven groups together formed a huge three-talent formation. This formation was extremely mysterious and had both defensive and counterattack capabilities.

Every soldier cooperated tacitly under Xiaoyaozi's command, bringing the power of the Three Talents Formation to its extreme.

Obviously these assassins have practiced this many times and have formed muscle memory.

The arrows flew in like locusts, so dense that they seemed to drown the ninety-six people.

However, with the help of the Three Talents Formation, the arrows seemed to hit the swords in the hands of the assassins on their own and fell to the ground one after another, unable to hurt them at all.

These ninety-six people, either attacking or defending, advancing or retreating, were like a well-trained army, and were able to deal with the rain of arrows with ease.

Their swords drew graceful arcs in the air, intertwining with the arrows, making a loud noise.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Seeing this, Meng Tian ordered to release the arrows again, "Stretch the bow and shoot!"

The second round of arrow rain came, but the ninety-six people were unharmed.

Their eyes were dead silent as they stared at the arrows that were flying through the air.

The third round of arrow rain followed.

As time went on, the rain of arrows gradually weakened.

Finally, when the last arrow landed, the ninety-six men moved forward together, trying to break through the defense line formed by the Iron Eagle Warriors.

Gongsun Ce gave the order again, "General Meng, order all the Iron Eagle Warriors to abandon their weapons!"

"Abandon the weapon!"

Without any hesitation, Meng Tian ordered the Iron Eagle Warriors to lay down their weapons.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

The sound of long spears falling to the ground was endless, and soon the Iron Eagle warriors collectively dropped their weapons.

Gongsun Ce glanced at his right hand, revealing a calm demeanor, as if everything was under control.

There was a burst of blood, the golden pupils ignited, and the spirit of words was enhanced.

When Gongsun Ce raised his hand, an invisible airflow surged out from his palm, as if an invisible big hand gently lifted up the scattered long spears on the ground.

These long spears were originally lying quietly on the ground, but at this moment they seemed to be given life and slowly rose up with Gongsun Ce's gesture.

At the moment when the long spear was raised, Gongsun Ce's eyes remained calm.

However, those golden eyes that seemed to be burning made Xiaoyaozi, who was running hurriedly, feel an indescribable pressure.

Gongsun Ce waved his hand violently, as if waving an invisible giant fan.

As he moved, the long spears floating in the air suddenly turned into streams of light, flashing with cold light, and stabbed towards the ninety-six death warriors in front of them.

At this moment, an invisible airflow enveloped the entire battlefield.

The long spear turned into a stream of light, cutting through the air like lightning, making a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, the ninety-six assassins raised their weapons and tried to resist this sudden attack.

However, could they resist the Word Spirit and Yin Flow that Gongsun Ce displayed?

I saw the flashes of light instantly penetrated the bodies of the dead soldiers. With the dull sound of sharp blades piercing through, the dead soldiers fell one after another, and their blood dyed the ground red.

In this sudden attack, more than half of the ninety-six soldiers were killed or wounded.

The remaining assassins continued to march forward, following Xiaoyaozi to re-form the Three Talents Formation.

Gongsun Ce sat in the carriage, looking calmly at the remaining assassins.

There was no expression on his face, as if all this was within his expectations.

He raised his hand again, and the invisible airflow continued to rage. The suspended long spears returned to Gongsun Ce and then flew out again.

(End of this chapter)