Keyboard Immortal Chapter 865: Death is coming

Although these warriors from Prince Qi's Mansion are carefully selected masters, He Ligang inspected the pottery figurines a second ago and swore that they were all dead statues. How could he expect them to suddenly come alive?

And these figurines are quick and accurate, and work closely together, just like a strictly trained army.

So much so that they can dodge one or two knives, but can't dodge spears and halberds in other directions.

The 18th generation of He Li's ancestors were all scolded before they died. It was all the pig teammates who harmed people.

Seeing that half of his subordinates died on the spot in the blink of an eye, Zhao Ruizhi was furious: "Looking for death!"

An incomparable coercion spread out, and at the same time, a golden light appeared, and everyone couldn't see what was going on.

"This guy is really strong." Mi Li's voice sounded in Zaan's ear, and he could clearly feel the solemnity of his tone.

Zuan gave a wry smile: "Auntie, you've only realized it now, I've realized this for a long time."

Mili snorted and stopped paying attention to him.

The rest of the people in Prince Qi's mansion hurried to Zhao Ruizhi's side. Although everyone knew that the emperor might not let them go, at least that was the last thing. Now those terracotta warriors are killing them.

As for the corpse of the companion, who can care about it now, even Zhao Ruizhi looked solemnly at the black terracotta warriors and horses in the distance.

Only Zu'an didn't care about the terracotta warriors. After all, everyone was an old friend. His eyes fell on the corpses of the dead soldiers of the Qi King, and he couldn't help asking doubtfully: "Master Meiren, you Do you think these people have less blood?"

"It's really a bit small. It seems that their blood was absorbed by the ground as soon as it came out." Mi Li said suspiciously, "But this kind of dry ground, it's normal to have such a phenomenon."

"I hope I think too much." A shadow casts a shadow over Zu'an's heart.

At this moment, there was a roar in the distance, and everyone's expressions changed, because they heard the footsteps of the army.

Such uniformity is obviously a characteristic of a strong iron-blooded army, and these footsteps even vaguely resonate with the heavens and the earth, proving that they have been recognized by the heavens and the earth.

Rao is Zhao Ruizhi, and he also stepped back subconsciously.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still incompetent against a well-equipped army.

At this moment, a phalanx behind the black terracotta warriors stopped in their footsteps, and then drew bows and arrows. The sound shows how powerful they are.

Zhao Ruizhi didn't dare to neglect, he raised his hand above his head and slowly opened, a golden mask formed from above his head, covering everyone in it.

Zuan's Bi Linglong is still useful for him to keep, as for those in the Qi Palace

People, these cannon fodders may be needed to explore this secret realm in the future, and he has no plans to give up for the time being.

Of course he is not stupid enough to protect these people to death. If the situation is not right, he will decisively shrink the range of the golden shield to save his power.

Those dense arrows hit the golden mask and were bounced to both sides, as if the golden mask was extremely smooth.

Mili's voice sounded: "Learn, he didn't hit the arrows head-on, but changed the direction of the arrows with the least force and moved them aside, so that the consumption was the least. High. Apart from the difference in cultivation, the use of power is the biggest difference between high-level practitioners and low-level practitioners, and most of your normal power is wasted."

"Well, I see." Zaun nodded.

"Is it so easy to understand?" Mi Li was a little suspicious. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to give the other party a good indication of her presence as a master, but the other party didn't cooperate at all, making her feel like a punch in the air. a feeling of.

"Of course, I don't know how many of these theories I've read in online novels before," Zaun replied casually.

Mi Li: "..."

Having been with this guy for so long, it is natural to know that his way of thinking is different from people in this world, and there are always words that have never been heard before.

Well, wait until I get a chance to ask him what that web novel is.

The rain of arrows covered the sky before, but they were all blocked by Zhao Ruizhi's protective shield. Seeing that there were only a few sparse bows and arrows left in the air, he snorted coldly: "That's it!"

Mili chuckled secretly: "This guy is also a dead duck with a hard mouth."

Zuan puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"It is very difficult for a single practitioner to fight against the army, because there are countless practitioners in the army, and there are special formations that can greatly increase the attack and defense. He was shot into a hedgehog, although the emperor successfully blocked it, how could it be so easy, didn't you notice that the surrounding mask was much dimmer than at the beginning?"

Zuan looks like this is really the case, and there are faint cracks in some places, but everyone else is amazed at the emperor's amazing skills, and they have noticed these details.

At this moment, a pottery figure in the distant camp who was obviously much taller than the other companions jumped into a carriage, then opened a giant bow, the arrow in his hand flashed a dark light, and then instantly turned into a A black lightning flashed, and between eyes closed, the huge pitch-black arrow had hit the center of the golden mask.

Zizz!

There was a screeching sound, as if two rough pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.

I saw the jet-black arrow spinning frantically, and the light shield hit by the arrow was visibly concave.

Zhao Ruizhi's face turned red all of a sudden, and then he clasped his hands together

In front of his chest, holding a ball of golden energy, he slowly pushed the arrow back slowly.

The madly spinning arrow finally couldn't bear it.

As soon as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a pitch-black arrow whistled, and it shot at the same place as the previous arrow.

This time, even the people from the Qi Palace also noticed that at that moment, the surrounding golden shield was instantly covered with cracks.

Zuan smacked his tongue secretly: "What is the origin of the Terracotta Warriors, to push the emperor to this point just by shooting arrows?"

Mi Li's eyes were a little dazed when he looked over there. Hearing that, he said with a complicated expression, "That was Wang Jian who helped Daqin destroy the six kingdoms and rule the world."

"Wang Jian?" Zaan was taken aback, how could he not know this person's illustrious name? "What state is he in now, soul body or undead zombie?"

Mili shook his head: "I don't know either. Anyway, Wang Jian's cultivation during his lifetime was no less than Zhao Hao's, but his current aura seems to be weaker than his peak period."

At this moment, the third arrow shot over again, directly hitting the second arrow, the second arrow burst open, and then the third arrow, with the might of breaking bamboo, instantly shattered the wind and rain. protecting mask.

Zhao Ruizhi folded his hands together, directly pinching the black streamer, and then with a shock of his palms, he broke the bow and arrow into two pieces.

He looks relaxed on the surface, but Zaun notices a slight quiver in his sleeve where his hand is.

Seeing that the general was about to fire again, Zhao Ruizhi's eyes flashed, and then the whole person rushed straight towards the opponent like a cannonball. Of course, he understood the principle of capturing the thief first and capturing the king first, and passively defended one by one from a distance. , the opponent will fly a kite to death.

According to the common sense in the practice world, those who are good at long range are not good at melee combat. As long as the distance is narrowed, he has the confidence to kill the opponent.

As long as the main general is killed, the rest of these weird armies may be self-defeating.

Seeing him rushing towards him, many terracotta warriors and horses lined up directly in front of Wang Jian. Their defenses were as solid as a rock, but it was a pity that a meteorite came on the opposite side!

"Go away!" Zhao Ruizhi roared, showing no mercy. Almost instantly, the terracotta warriors and horses standing in front of him all fell apart.

The general on the carriage stretched his bow and shot at him again, but now Zhao Ruizhi doesn't have to hit him hard, and it's a bit difficult to get hit with his movement.

Three arrows in a row failed, and he was too late to shoot the fourth.

A smirk appeared on the corner of Zhao Ruizhi's mouth. He slashed at the opponent's Tianling Gai with a big hand. At such a close distance, he shot with all his strength, and he was confident to solve the opponent within a few moves.

But at this moment, the air beside him suddenly cracked, and a pitch-black sickle appeared out of nowhere, cutting his neck silently.