"boom--"
In the hills with complex terrain, dozens of people fought fiercely, with horses neighing, swords and guns clashing, and screams repeated.
"puff!"
Xin Zhuo shot through the throat of a fourth-grade innate little grandmaster, swept across with a leaping horse, and knocked four more people away. When he looked back, he frowned and felt depressed.
The opponent also has more than 30 people. It is true that there is no innate grandmaster, but there are seven innate second-level and third-level innate masters. He has killed one person and there are six others. The plan of these six people to annihilate our own side is too spread out. , it is difficult to capture, and five or six of our own people have been killed.
"die!"
At this time, an enemy soldier with a second-level and third-level innate spirit jumped up, carrying a powerful martial spirit with a spear in his hand, and headed straight for Jiang Xiaofeng's throat.
Jiang Xiaofeng hurriedly waved his knife to resist, but with a "dang" sound, he flew backwards, the tiger's mouth opened, blood surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The man's expression was excited, and he bounced up from his feet again, piercing Jiang Xiaofeng with his spear, and there was even a shadow of a tiger floating behind him.
When Xin Zhuo saw it, he had no choice but to use both legs to jump up from the horse. With his mind running, his gun shot out like a dragon and stood in front of Jiang Xiaofeng.
"when!"
The man was caught off guard by the gun and shot, and was knocked away. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he made a move to leave.
Xin Zhuo was faster and jumped up again. The spear was wrapped in countless spear shadows, and he hit the head again, with powerful martial arts aftertaste, one after another.
The man only had time to block it with his gun, and only heard three "dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang." .
"Huhu..."
Not far away, Jiang Xiaofeng was lying on the ground, his chest rising and falling, but he looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise and murmured: "Innate second-grade or third-grade?"
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"Don't be stunned. Everyone is gathered together. Don't disperse. Wait for me to kill the enemy!"
Xin Zhuo shouted loudly, and went straight to the opponent's fourth-grade innate cannon fodder to kill them. The gun was like a cold star, floating in the clouds and flowing water, killing one person in one shot.
Jiang Xiaofeng and Miss Gege finally gathered together, but faced the siege of four or five innate second- and third-grade people. Although they tried their best to resist, people kept dying.
It's just that Xin Zhuo's killing speed was faster, and his unparalleled marksmanship was unfamiliar to the enemy warriors, and they didn't even know how to resist. In less than a moment, more than twenty of the fourth-level Xiantian were killed or wounded.
The five enemy soldiers who were besieging Princess Gege and others could not help but feel their eyes splitting when they saw them. No matter how many people they killed, they would inevitably die if they were killed. They couldn't help but give up on Princess Gege and the others and leaped across the horse. Knife, go straight to Xin Zhuo and surround him.
"Brother Qing, be careful!" Miss Gege exclaimed, intending to step forward to help, but was unable to do anything.
Xin Zhuo didn't take it seriously, and looked at the five people rushing towards them calmly. His mental skills were running to the extreme, he took a deep breath, and then took the initiative to meet them. His spear traced a mysterious martial arts trace, and the shadow of the spear filled the sky.
[Sweeping across all directions with Liuyun Spear]
"Dangdangdang..."
With one blow, the sharp clash of weapons was deafening, and strong martial arts fluctuations rushed in all directions.
Xin Zhuo fell heavily to the ground and took three steps back.
The five people on the opposite side flew backwards, staggered to the ground, and took seven or eight steps back with a "thump thump thump" sound. Their mouths were trembling, and their faces were turning green and white.
One to five, a decisive decision!
Jiang Xiaofeng, Mr. Bai and the others were stunned for a moment, then their faces flushed, they raised their arms and shouted: "Biaotong is mighty!"
Just entering the hill and encountering the enemy, everyone was really scared and thought it was a certain death situation. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuqing entered the Xiantian Second Grade and Third Grade at some unknown time. It was like entering an uninhabited land with one person and one shot. Such violence is really difficult. Not heart-warming.
The five enemy soldiers on the opposite side looked at each other at this moment. Suddenly, they stepped forward and ran towards the war horse. They jumped up and whipped their horses and fled straight into the distance. They fled very quickly.
Xin Zhuo immediately got on his horse, jumped on his horse and whipped his whip, and pursued him.
"Biaotong, don't chase the poor bandits!" Miss Gege and others couldn't help shouting.
"Wait for me here and come as soon as you go!"
How can I offer sacrifices to the spirit without arresting someone from the same realm?
"Da da da……"
Horse hooves splashed, getting closer and closer to the five people in front. The five people looked back and suddenly dispersed.
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to chase after the nearest woman. Seeing that she was getting closer, he jumped up, threw the spear away, and formed a seal with his hands: "Manipulation Technique, go!"
The spear carried a layer of ripples of martial arts, like a green dragon exploring a cave, heading straight for the woman's back.
The woman's reaction was not slow, and she counterattacked with a saber strike. Unfortunately, the power gap was too big. With a "dang" sound, both the man and the horse were sent flying.
"Xilulu..."
The horse screamed, its hooves were broken, its internal organs were cracked, and it could not get up. The woman sat up with difficulty, feeling dizzy.
Then a cold gun tip was pressed against her throat.
"call……"
The woman raised her head, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. She looked like she was in her thirties, but she looked miserable. She smiled miserably: "I really don't understand why there is such a big gap between you and me in the same place? Forget it, kill me. There is no hope of returning home in this damn place, and death will... ugh..."
Before he finished speaking, he was given a mouthful of fishy well water. He looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise, feeling confused.
"I will spare your life!" The spear in Xin Zhuo's hand pierced her skin hard, "You need to write an IOU and owe me a life!"
"This... how can I write without pen and paper?"
"Bite your finger, write it in blood!"
"good!"
…
"Da da da……"
The sun was setting in the west, and twenty-eight people rushed back to the "War City" facing the setting sun. Thirty-four people came and eighteen returned.
But there were thirty-two bloody heads hanging from the saddles.
Thirty-two heads are equal to 32,000 military pay. Sixteen of our own lives were exchanged for it. If we add thirty-two of the opponent's people, it would be 48 lives. We got these 32,000 military pay. I don't know if it was a loss or a loss. made money.
Everyone felt an unspeakable sadness in their hearts.
Xin Zhuo was looking at the moon-watching well at this time.
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo]
【Yuehua:2/100】
[Region: Innate second level third level (Two out of ten enter the innate third level)]
There are still eight third-level sacrifices to be made.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, a faint wave of martial arts came from the side, mixed with a hint of sharp sword intent.
Xin Zhuo looked over in surprise.
Miss Princess suddenly jumped up and sat cross-legged.
Entry is innately inferior to the third level!
A third-grade Xiantian sword cultivator!
Jiang Xiaofeng and the others suddenly turned around, with a hint of envy on their faces. Was this an inexplicable breach of the situation?
She is also a newcomer to Jiawei, and she is the second innate second- and third-level person to enter the country besides Jiang Yuqing.
Five times the speed of sword cultivation!
Xin Zhuo couldn't help sighing, and then looked at everyone: "I only need two thousand as a reward for each hunt, and everyone will share the rest equally. We strive to be like Miss Gege and enter the Xiantian Half-Step Grand Master as soon as possible!"
"Standards are particular about standards!"
"Thank you!"
