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Chapter 584 One Person's Reinforcement

If I were to kill this old monk instantly with my first move, the Tibetans’ inner scene would probably arrive here right away.

But since you have agreed on ten moves, it will be much easier.

The old lady stood still, raised her eyelids, and looked very indifferent.

A mere third level of heaven, let alone allowing himself to move, he would be considered lucky if he could avoid being killed by the recoil of his own protective spiritual power.

Zhao Yushu roared and punched hard, just like the second senior sister.

Cai Bang frowned. This hero had behaved normally before and was quite a master when fighting against his own soldiers. Why did he suddenly act a little weird when fighting against the monks?

Zhao Yushu shook his hands. It turned out that the spiritual power of the third level could not break the defense of the seventh level.

The aunt was shocked. After being shocked by herself, she just shook her hands?

"Can you use weapons?"

"random."

Zhao Yushu chuckled, picked up a Qingtang warrior's sword and chopped it hard, and the sword broke with a sound.

Since his cultivation level has been getting higher and higher, he hasn't fought with mortals for a long time, and he rarely fights with low-level cultivators whose cultivation level is far lower than his. He has long forgotten how powerless a low-level cultivator is when fighting a high-level cultivator.

Logically speaking, I should have had some insights when I was at the sixth level of heaven and achieved perfection in the external scene, but who made me a genius? I could fight back and forth in the ninth level of heaven, and I could even barely hold on in the internal scene.

While Zhao Yushu was thinking wildly, he kept picking up the big knife and slashing, then throwing away the broken knife and picking up another one.

The old lady looked at the long knives whistling towards her. Although she knew that they could not hurt her, looking at the other party's nonchalant look, she always felt that the next knife would easily break her protective spiritual power and cut her in half.

It has to be said that as one's cultivation level improves, one's sensitivity to danger far exceeds that of low-level cultivators. At least this old lady's current feeling is not wrong. As long as Zhao Yushu is willing, the next blow can take her life.

"Li Gui!"

Cai Bang suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yushu stopped the knife that was about to chop down and stretched his head out in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"If one strike counts as one move, you've already made seven!"

"That's it."

Zhao Yushu scratched his head and smiled at the old lady: "I'm sorry, I learned a trick from a friend before, which is particularly useful in this situation."

"Ok?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and then saw the long knife coming down on her head.

The long sword chopped down close to the old lady's forehead. The old lady snorted coldly. If she wanted to scare herself back by bluffing, she would underestimate the great monk's concentration.

However, the next moment, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground.

"Old cow steps on the floor!"

As one of Wangjiang Tower's unique skills, although its lethality may not be very strong, it is very effective for people who see it for the first time. Even Zhao Yushu has suffered losses from this move.

Aunt Tubo was a great monk of the seventh level, so this level of fluctuation would only take her one step to recover, but one step was still a step.

Zhao Yushu retracted his half-extended fist. If the aunt really didn't move, he would punch her in the nose again.

"What is this?"

The aunt was both ashamed and angry that she would be tricked by such a little trick. However, as a great monk of the seventh level, she could not go back on her word.

"Secret."

Zhao Yushu cupped his hands and said, "General, please withdraw your troops."

Cai Bang didn't waste any words. He reined in his horse and turned to leave. If he hesitated for a moment at this moment, he would not be worthy of being the best general of Ye Ru or even Tubo.

Only a dozen of the three thousand soldiers were killed at this time. If they were on the battlefield, they would not be worthy of reward to him, but he knew that this was the biggest defeat in his life.

What will happen if I refuse to retreat?

Unless the great monk is forced to disregard his dignity and take action to deal with a junior, he will have to try to see if he can overwhelm them with his three thousand troops.

If we really try to force our way through, can we win?

Just as Zhao Yushu said, it was nothing more than repeating the process of defeating the knight twenty times.

Is that how it’s calculated?

That's how it's calculated.

A strange scene appeared on the official road leading to Songzhou: three thousand soldiers were marching in neat rows in front, and a scholar in a turban followed behind them leisurely, as if one person was driving three thousand people.

The messenger rushed towards Songzhou frantically, but the mission of pursuing the defeated army of Songzhou failed.

Defeated by one man.

Ye Ruru Benbuno almost crushed the armrest of the chair in her hands.

Bu Nuo resisted the urge to kick the messenger in front of him out of the hall, and gritted his teeth: "One person, just one person! Does Cai Bang value his honor more than the future of Tubo!"

The messenger knelt on the ground without saying a word.

"Send an order, have General Bago lead one of his Dongdai to stop this man. Don't waste time, just kill him, and then have Cai Bang come to see me. Also, don't let the monks take action. They don't have much ability, but they still want to save face. They can't even take down a third-level heaven. What a waste!"

Hai Sheng was somewhat puzzled when he saw that the Tibetan army, which was gradually encircling and suppressing them, suddenly retreated.

Logically speaking, their only goal now is to conduct a carpet search and a net-casting encirclement and suppression. It is only a matter of time before the mere 500 remaining soldiers are killed bit by bit. What could happen at this time that would cause this team of people to suddenly withdraw?

Soon, soldiers scattered around reported back one after another that at least one Dongdai soldier had been temporarily transferred away.

Of course, Tubo would not give up, and it would not be long before substitutes came up, but no matter what, they finally had a chance to catch their breath.

"Do you know why they withdrew their troops?"

"I don't know. We caught two lone men. Our interpreter died. We can only roughly know that they received military orders to leave the city and stop someone."

Hai Sheng was stunned: "Stop someone? Who can we stop now?"

Of course, reinforcements are impossible. If there are reinforcements, they will not come at this time. It can't be that Lao Liu has returned? If he really dares to come back at this time, even if he can enter the city, I will chop him up with my own hands!

Do you know that what Jianmen Pass lacks most right now is soldiers?

Hai Sheng raised his head and sat down leaning against the wall. Although it was impossible, could it really be reinforcements?

"The hostage has run away!"

A scream rang out in the forest, Gao Xu and Fu Yun rushed over as fast as they could. The rope used to tie up Doji was untied, and the gangster with rotten teeth and a fondness for men fell to the ground unconscious.

Gao Xu's eyes were cold and he kicked the gangster. The gangster screamed and jumped up, then broke into a sweat.

"I, I just want to play with him."

"Play with your ancestors!"

Before Gao Xu could lose his temper, the woman who looked like a mountain of flesh punched him hard. As a mortal, this punch almost reached the limit of human strength.

There was a slight collision sound, and the scabbard of a long sword blocked the iron fist, and the scabbard hardly moved.

Fu Yun stood in front of the meat mountain with an expressionless face.

Gao Xu put his hands behind his back and sneered, "Did I say I was going to kill him?"

The meat mountain took two steps back, the fat on his face trembling: "He let the hostage go!"

"Leave? Can you leave?"

Doji ran wildly in the woods, tears streaming down his face. In order to escape, he had experienced unimaginable humiliation that would even wake him up in his dreams for the rest of his life.

You are all going to die!

All Tang people must die!

Songzhou, Songzhou is right in front of us.

After he ran past, a young man in red clothes and leaning on a cane walked out from behind a big tree, followed by a group of Western warriors.

"Can you leave?"