For a moment, I couldn't tell whether he was Hei Wa or Chang Siguo from his previous life. I could only feel that my mind was empty, my consciousness was overlooking the overall situation, and my fighting instinct was filling my body. Facing the encirclement attack of three people, Chang Siguo stepped back lightly. , circling and avoiding in the jungle.
The last bronze arrow in his hand was placed on the string, but it failed to fire again.
The faint green arrow sticks to the vital points of the chest and throat of the big man surnamed Chu.
After a while of entanglement, countless trees were chopped down, and screams of despair and death were heard from the direction of the attic. The big man surnamed Chu saw that the big black man's feet froze, and he shouted with joy, "Three strikes, we will not stop until we die."
Finally caught the little flaw of the boy opposite.
Otherwise, we would really have to cut down all the flowers and trees in the garden, which would take so long that the general would be embarrassed.
Furthermore, he was worried that during the long nights and dreams, other forces would come out to disrupt the situation.
The big man surnamed Chu stepped into the air, jumped up more than ten feet, held a knife in both hands, and slashed at the big black man who hurriedly dodged.
He did not hesitate to waste his true energy, but also wanted to inflict heavy damage on his opponent, creating opportunities for the other two companions to kill the enemy.
Chang Siguo saw his fake move, and it really made the big man surnamed Chu do it again, using the shadow knife he had used before. He sneered in his heart, stepped back one after another, and swayed to the left and right. In the dimness, the figure suddenly appeared. Ghosting occurs.
The trees were destroyed by the sword and the debris was flying in the wind. There was a sound of light strings urging people to die, which was as sweet as the sound of a piano.
The big man surnamed Chu was hit by an arrow in the side of his neck. The arrow penetrated to the other end, tearing the artery and causing blood to pour out.
With a "pop", the big man surnamed Chu was knocked out more than ten feet, and he knelt down in a piece of overturned soil debris. His eyes were wide open, and his face was twisted and ferocious. He had already abandoned the sword in his right hand, holding on to the life-threatening weapon. The exposed shaft of the bronze arrow made a dying hissing sound.
The two men who fought together with the big man surnamed Chu strictly followed the opportunity that the leader had given his life for. They turned a blind eye to what happened to the big man surnamed Chu. They roared and fiercely pounced on the big black man who shot an arrow but failed to pull it out again. .
The two sword lights intersected to form two blade curtains, which would definitely kill the hateful guy under the knife, and the corpse would be broken into pieces without being able to understand the hatred.
Three strikes in a row, advance but not retreat;
I am invincible and will fight until death
"Clang", Chang thought about his free right hand and drew the sword out of its sheath.
Swallowing the Jibu Dan in his mouth, he waved his knife freely and drew a half-moon arc in the air.
Facing the combined attack, the two men advanced instead of retreating, and the sword light condensed into a line of red.
The murderous intention is like a wave, fierce and unparalleled.
In an instant, the two people, who were so angry that they were forced to do so, felt cold all over their bodies, fear in their hearts, and their attacking movements showed a momentary sluggishness.
At this moment, Chang Siguo's spirit was extremely condensed, and his eyes suddenly became aware of several vague "sights" staring at him from several directions.
One of them gave him a familiar, harmless, and unique feeling.
Who is in this city?
I often think too much about my mistakes, and I swing my sword forward like a white foal passing through the gap.
"Puff", the sword passed by, and two big heads flew into the air along with the broken gauze cap.
The four people who rushed over from the direction of the attic to help kill the enemy saw the two headless corpses falling violently to the left and right. They all stopped for a moment. The joy of killing the border cultivator with a crippled left arm was like Being splashed with cold water on his face, he disappeared into thin air.
There was fear and uneasiness in their eyes.
What kind of monster were they provoking?
One knife, four cuts, and the two middle-level cultivators of the city guard Gubenjing died almost at the same time.
In a pool of blood on the muddy ground among the broken debris, the man surnamed Chu was still lying upside down. He looked at the location of the arrow, and there was no way he could be saved.
Chang Si bowed his body halfway, supported the hilt of the knife, and turned his head to glare at the four people standing still under the light about ten feet away. His figure was as motionless as a mountain, and his eyes were as cold as a wolf, forcing the four people to hesitate at their feet and not dare. Come forward.
Time seemed to stand still and there was silence everywhere.
The medicinal power of the Jibu Dan works quickly. As he breathes, it turns into strands of breath, replenishing the empty meridians, and then quickly dissipates from the meridians throughout the body at will. The heat travels between the bones and muscles, and the strength is generated by itself.
"A bunch of idiots, he only has the power of one sword, why don't he attack quickly"
A middle-aged man's deep voice sounded over the forest, causing the four stunned people to tremble.
The cultivators watching the battle in the forest also woke up from their shock.
Immediately there were buzzing whispers, and then noises spread. Even if they didn't see clearly, they still recognized the power of the knife that oppressed their hearts. They looked at the majestic black man, their eyes filled with awe, envy, jealousy and many complex expressions.
I have a new understanding of General Yan, the city guard, who is so thick-skinned and has such low limits.
It was extremely shameless to issue a warning when there were too many attacks but too few.
Or a general of Yiwei, a master of the crystal bone realm?
Nonsence
Some of them are watching the show and don't mind being high on the stage, some secretly sympathize with the weaker side and don't want the black man to be killed, and some have issues with the city guards and have long been dissatisfied with General Yan's domineering behavior. Unreasonable.
There are many people with mixed opinions, and the law does not punish many people. All things can be said at once.
The four people wearing standard black robes roared, formed a formation in two columns, raised their swords and charged towards the big black man who was holding the handle of the sword motionless. At this point, even if he died in battle, he could no longer retreat. They have no way out.
He also saw through the disguise of a big black guy who is strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
How abominable.
Shocked by the shame they had just felt, they all rushed to the first place, hoping to come out on top under the eyes of the general.
At most, the general was watching from a street away with his spiritual thoughts.
Chang Siguo had already calmed down, stood up straight with a cold face, shook off the last drop of blood from the blade, put the sword into its sheath with a sneer, pulled out an ordinary arrow in his right hand, and stepped back leisurely.
The green and dense forest once again obscured his figure.
He is not that stupid if he does not take advantage of such a great opportunity and chooses to fight against the four cultivators of the Strengthening Realm.
The four people who rushed over just wanted to cry. What nonsense, Yuancui Pavilion and Evergreen Garden. The trees were as spring-like and the leaves were luxuriant in the winter. It really hurt them. At this time, they could only be cautious and tough. On the scalp.
Chang Siguo hid himself in the darkness and did not take the initiative to attack. He suddenly woke up, and the familiar "sight" feeling peeping at him was so similar to the feeling when Xu Yunlou looked at him under Sihuang City.
But at this time, Chang Siguo couldn't do it if he was asked to catch the prying eyes from everywhere.
When he slashed with that sword, his mental power reached its peak, and he noticed some abnormalities with his heavenly eyes.
After thinking for a moment, Chang Siguo decided that it was Xu Yunlou, and he was deeply impressed by Xu Yunlou.
Turning around and looking in the direction of the North Feng branch of the worship hall, he held his bow and raised his voice, "Mr. Xu, could you please suppress that shameless old man Yan and prevent him from interfering with me and his fellow cultivators of the Strengthening Realm?" Chang owes you this fight, and I will pay you back in the future."
Last time Xu Yunlou mistakenly thought that he was also a member of the Qi Practitioners on the mountain, called him "fellow Taoist", and showed great kindness and interest in him.
At this point, when he was at the end of his rope and there was nothing he could do, why not give up and not give it a try?
And he was asking for help as a peer, using a transaction method.
In this world, servility without strength is of no use, and will instead make the other party look down upon you.
What he said was incomprehensible and extremely rude, and he didn't take General Yan seriously.
The cultivators onlookers thought for a while. There seemed to be no generals or Beifeng branch in the city. There was a master of the Crystal Bone Realm named Xu. They suspected that the big black man was out of his mind and was using big words to deceive.
Dare to insult General Yiwei like this in public and call him a shameless old man. Although it feels good to hear it, the end will definitely be miserable.
What a pity. ,,,
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