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Although the disciples of Medicine King Valley are usually kind-hearted and proficient in elixirs and medicine. But it is not vague to kill people. Of course, this is reasonable. If you do not have strong combat power and only have proficient in alchemy and medical skills, Medicine King Valley will definitely not become one of the eighteen large forces.

However, due to the special reasons of Medicine King Valley, most of the disciples practice three types of Dou Qi, which have strong therapeutic power, such as water, wood, and light.

The little medicine fairy Hua Lingwei practiced the water-based Dou Qi technique. A layer of light green water-based Dou Qi was hazy on the long sword. As the dance was dancing, it was misty and very beautiful.

However, Hua Lingwei was obviously kind-hearted, and even in war, she would not be willing to kill her enemies. Most of them used precise swordsmanship to make people lose their combat power.

"Boom!" A huge roaring sound made the thick blue brick wall collapse again. The bloodthirsty Vajra, like a peerless ferocious beast, rushed over with two distinct armored corpses, brutally smashed the corpse one by one. Incomparable excitement appeared in the fanatical eyes. The voice shouted like a sharp weapon: "Miss, a large number of enemies are rushing to the north gate of Chengguan, blocking the way there."

Hua Lingwei's face changed slightly. Passes were different from cities and had gates in all directions. In fact, there were only the South Gate and the North Gate. Needless to say, the South Gate was, countless barbarian soldiers were continuously rushing into the South Gate from the South Gate, and breaking through the South Gate was no different from seeking death.

If the direction of the North Gate is blocked, most people will become turtles in the jar.

"Lei Qing. What should I do?" Hua Lingwei thought of Lei Qing at the moment of crisis. She hurriedly approached her, took out a strange fragrance pill and stuffed it into his mouth while asking.

When the elixir entered the mouth, it turned into a stream of nectar and flowed into his stomach. The powerful medicinal properties were dissipated. It turned into pure energy, quickly replenishing the consumption of Lei Qing.

Lei Qing only felt that the fighting spirit was recovering at an astonishing speed. While secretly surprised the awesomeness of this pill, his mind quickly turned around.

According to the Xiahou General Regiment's style of handling affairs, he must have led the Iron Cavalry to rush to the north gate in advance. If he reacted a little faster, he might not even be able to encounter the enemy. Moreover, the Iron Cavalry is also a very elite force. If a small group of troops dares to stand in front, they are simply seeking death.

I believe that the Xiahou General Group will definitely temporarily control the North Gate and block a way out for itself.

It’s just a pity that the interior of Jiawang Pass is very huge, and it is a very long way from the North Gate. Although the people in the Medicine King Valley are good, they are not well-trained soldiers after all, and it is difficult to form a powerful assault force to deal with some scattered soldiers and rascals. Or small-scale enemy troops are OK. If there are enemies all the way and they want to cut through and blockade, it will be too difficult. If they are not done well, everyone will have to die on the road.

"Go east. There is a wing of the pass. I have been there and I have the chance to survive." The powerful elixir properties have restored Lei Qing a lot of fighting spirit, but also increased a lot of will and confidence in life.

"Senior brothers, everyone is obeying General Lei's command." Hua Lingwei seemed to blindly trust Lei Qing's command ability and directly spoke up.

Those white-clothed disciples were one after another, which shows that Hua Lingwei has a very high status and prestige among the younger generation of disciples.

Looking at the young and not only not afraid but also a little excited, Lei Qing also sighed faintly, thinking that these disciples from famous schools of Medicine King Valley are all too young.

When Lei Qing saw them fighting, he understood that these disciples seemed to have good cultivation levels when they looked at each of them. The quality level of martial arts and fighting techniques should be very high.

Killing those barbarian soldiers, it seems to be one-sided, like cutting melons and vegetables.

But in fact, their actual combat effectiveness is not as good as they perform. To put it bluntly, these are young men who do not have much practical experience. Most of their tricks are too fancy and flashy.

Some of the Lei family's fighting techniques are also fancy and gorgeous, but those are also quite practical on the battlefield. They are tricks that ancestors of all generations have continuously summarized and reproduced on the battlefield. Each move has the effect and application direction of each move.

But many disciples of Medicine King Valley are for the sake of being gorgeous and gorgeous, as if killing enemies is not the most important thing, and being good-looking is the king. Moreover, they waste their fighting spirit too much. They just need to use their ultimate moves to kill a small soldier who is less than the black iron level, but they still have a very gorgeous ultimate move, as if they want to show off their courage in front of their companions.

Moreover, disciples of Medicine King Valley are known for their alchemy and medical skills. They are very popular and respected wherever they go. These people usually have arrogance, or more or less, some self-righteous habits.

Lei Qing had self-knowledge and could not be as obedient as a soldier who had been trained by a lot of commands and knew that he would obey orders unconditionally.

But now, I have to bite the bullet and go: "All brothers and sisters, let's put a cone array and follow me to the east. Those with strong strength stay on my left and right wings, those with poor strength, or girls, stand in the middle. Remember to replace the injured companion at any time. The Bloodthirsty Vajra stands behind me so that they can support the cone array at any time."

Sure enough, after Lei Qing's orders continued, he suddenly had a mess of running positions. Perhaps he wanted to show his bravery in front of the girl he liked, and they all rushed to serve as Lei Qing's left and right sword blades.

If these were all soldiers under his command, Lei Qing would have slapped them to death. But at this moment, another sound of barbarian soldiers came from behind. There was no time to carefully arrange the troops, and Lei Qing had no choice but to lead a group of men and women who had no cultivation but were far inferior to ordinary army men and women, according to their memories, rushed to the east.

More and more barbarian soldiers entered the Guanzhong of King Jia, and the Divine Sword soldiers also came out from various military camps and fought with the barbarians.

In an instant, the entire Jiawang Guanzhong was like Shura Purgatory. Every moment, people were constantly dying in battle. The cruelty of war was fully reflected in the street fighting at night.

Soon, the disciples of Medicine King Valley tasted the pain of the real battlefield. In this chaos, in the battlefield with a large number of people, although personal bravery is important, it cannot play an overwhelming role at all. Even the saint-level strongman will fall into a hard battle when surrounded by a large number of enemies.

A barbarian soldier with thousands of people entangled Lei Qing and others. The first wave of arrow rain broke Lei Qing's fragile cone formation. Most of the people were injured, and two particularly careless unlucky guys were shot to death by arrows.

Amid the wailings of junior brothers, junior sisters, etc., this fully organized barbarian soldier began to formally launch an army-style attack on Lei Qing and others. The row in front was full of sword and shield barbarians. The thick armor and large shield provided them with strong protection, and they took neat steps and kept pushing everyone into the dead corner. Then, two rows of spear soldiers were constantly piercing spears from the gap between sword and shield barbarians.

Behind were two archers from the squad, volleys of the two brigades, and the rain of arrows poured over the heads of the crowd like locusts.

"Puff puff puff!"

The successive waves of attacks caused most of the disciples of Medicine King Valley to die on the spot, or to fall to the ground seriously injured and wailing. Poor these people, the worst is the bronze-level strength, but they can't even kill two or three soldiers, and they either die under the rain of arrows or in the forest of guns.

A real war is not a fight alone, nor is it a fight. Any strong man may die at the hands of an inconspicuous soldier.

At this time, Lei Qing was carrying Zhu Xiyu, and had already replaced her with a bright silver spear in her hand. The gun body was like a snake, and it was Lei Qing's proud weapon, the silver snake.

One inch long, one inch strong. In this kind of breakthrough battle, the power of the silver snake was exerted to the extreme by Lei Qing. The silver snake is not a simple spear, but a gun body like a snake-shaped sword can often be used as a long sword.

Every time the light blooms, one or two enemy soldiers will die tragically. But the most powerful person on his side is the Bloodthirsty Vajra. With his terrible golden middle-level strength, the Demon-Subduing Pestle was danced so tight that it was not airtight and could not be poured in.

When he launched his might, he swept out with a stick. As the fighting spirit surged, the shields and armor of the sword and shield soldiers were like pure decorations. With a bang, they smashed and smashed the people and shields.

From Lei Qing's first step, it soon turned into a bloodthirsty Vajra show. In just a short while, dozens of people were killed by the demon-subduing pestle.

But the bloodthirsty Vajra attracted a strong man riding a giant elephant. The strong man had brown skin, swelling his upper body, and his muscles were plagued, as if full of endless explosive power.

"Bloodthirsty Vajra, I, Akagi, the leader of the Ava tribe, will meet you." Akagi's voice was thick and full of bronze, and the Alliance spoke very standard.

There are hundreds of tribes of all sizes in the Southern Barbarian tribes. The Awa tribe is also considered a very powerful tribe race among the tribes of the Southern Barbarian tribes. Akagi is incomparable to the holy-level Southern Barbarian King in the entire Southern Barbarian area, but he is at least the top five.

As Akagi finished speaking, he jumped down from the giant elephant. As he spoke, the man had already arrived in front of the Bloodthirsty Vajra, licked his lips excitedly, picked up two melon hammers that seemed like solid, and attacked the Bloodthirsty Gold fiercely and domineeringly.

Akagi is indeed powerful, but the Bloodthirsty Vajra is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The Demon-Subduing Pestle meets and fights Akagi in a regiment. The two gold-level powerful men's full-strength battles suddenly make the air waves roll, and the buildings keep collapsing in the impact.

"Miss, you go first." The bloodthirsty Vajra burst out from the body of the bloodthirsty Vajra and roared wildly.

…(To be continued...)

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