"It's over!"
Yi Xiaochuan closed his eyes, and the last thought came to his mind.
Bang bang bang...a dense sound of metal collisions sounded.
However, none of the arrows pierced the body.
Yi Xiaochuan opened his eyes and saw a female zombie in black clothes and armor lying in front of her, with all the arrows falling at her feet.
A crisp and sweet bell sounded.
"Kill the robbers"
At some point, Cao Yi, who was holding the Sanqing Bell, issued the order.
The slender and domineering Yelv Zhigu, holding an extra-long giant ax, strode toward the bandit cavalry without hesitation.
"How come you can't shoot her?"
"She must be a monster"
"The ax in her hand is so long"
…
The robber cavalry were noisy.
Such an immortal was beyond their knowledge.
Ding-dang-dang... the crisp sound of bells ringing rhythmically.
Yelu Zhigu moved forward unhurriedly, and every time his feet landed, the dull sound seemed to trample on the hearts of a group of bandit cavalry.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. There are many of us, and even one of us can drown her by spitting."
"I don't believe there is no flaw in her body."
"This must be the magic of the alchemist"
"Yes, it's the magic of the alchemist. I saw Xu Fu performing illusions in the East China Sea."
"And Lu Sheng, these alchemists like to use illusions to confuse people's hearts."
"shoulder to shoulder"
"Kill her"
…
Dozens of ferocious-looking bandit cavalry came shouting and riding. The spears in their hands were more than three meters long. Although they were far from the spears of the regular Qin army, they were scary enough in this situation, especially when they were several Put ten together, any fierce general in history would choose to avoid them at first reaction. After all, they are only flesh and blood.
Yelu Zhigu didn't react at all to this. She faced dozens of spears glowing with cold light. She made a quick jump and came into the air. The giant ax in her hand swept across with a harsh roar. In an instant, the spears broke. Most of them, six or seven people, lost their heads, and steaming plasma spurted out from their necks. The scene was very spectacular.
"It's all the magic of the alchemist, it won't scare me."
One of the surviving robbers, probably a small leader, pulled out a long bronze sword that he had snatched from nowhere from his back, leaped on his horse and stabbed Yelu Zhigu in the eye.
The eyes are the most vulnerable part, and he firmly believes that this illusion cannot be used on the eyes.
When he was less than a foot away, a pale hand grabbed the tip of the sword.
"ah"
The robber's eyes widened.
Yelv Zhigu grabbed the tip of the sword and turned his wrist, and the extremely hard bronze sword was instantly broken into two halves.
The robber fell to the ground, and when he was about to struggle to get up, a foot with infinite strength stepped on his chest, causing severe pain. The robber's mind flashed back to a time when he robbed a couple on the way, and in front of them A picture of a woman trampling her husband to death in front of a woman.
Yelv Zhigu, who stepped over, didn't have so many thoughts. Under the influence of Sanqing Ling, she continued to move forward.
There was a sudden wind in the forest, but for some unknown reason, Yelu Zhigu's hanging black hair fluttered in the wind, making him look even more domineering.
"Look over there, that man keeps shaking the small clock in his hand. This must be his magic."
"Yes, the bell in his hand keeps ringing."
"Quick, shoot him with an arrow."
…
Dozens of ferocious bandit cavalry nocked arrows and drew bows.
"Taoist Priest, what should I do?"
Yi Xiaochuan grabbed Cao Yi's sleeve with an ugly expression.
The female zombie who has walked far away cannot return to help at this time.
"Yi Jushi, calm down"
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he opened the lid of the purple, gold and red gourd that he had held in his hand before releasing Yelu Zhigu.
There is still a lot of free space inside, which is more than enough to store dozens of feather arrows.
There was a swishing sound, and needless to say, the feather arrows shot by the robbers arrived.
"receive"
Cao Yi softly uttered a word from his mouth.
A ray of light burst out from the purple, gold and red gourd, and then all the feather arrows flew into the gourd uncontrollably.
"Is this still an alchemist?"
"Isn't it possible that he has become an immortal?"
"Another illusion?"
"The people who just talked about illusions are dead."
…
The bandit cavalry made another noise, most of them looking frightened.
Before, they always thought it was the magic of the alchemist and were not that scared. Now that I've said it, I'm almost scared to death. In particular, Yelu Zhigu had already killed himself in front of them.
With a roar, the huge ax shadow fell, and a dozen heads with frightened faces flew out.
"Leader Song is dead"
"Leader Song is dead"
"Go quickly"
…
Like frightened birds, the robber cavalry turned their horses and retreated.
Naihe was gathered together, and in the woods, it was difficult to retreat in a hurry.
The sound of Sanqingling became urgent.
Yelu Zhigu was like a humanoid tank in an instant, crushing and chasing each other. Each person's head flew up, and plasma spurted out from the headless body.
When the bandit cavalry, who could not leave because of the obstruction of their companions, felt despair, the Sanqing Bell suddenly stopped.
Yelvzhigu stood on the spot as if he had been struck by a body-immobilizing spell.
The robber cavalry seized this opportunity, whipped their horses' buttocks wildly, and scattered in all directions.
In the center of the field, Cao Yi, who was holding the Sanqing Bell, looked pale. It was too much for him to activate the Sanqing Bell for a long time.
"Taoist Priest, are you okay?"
Yi Xiaochuan said with concern.
“It’s okay, it’s just that the consumption is a bit high.”
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged.
Take out some chalcedony from the purple-gold-red gourd and slowly refine it.
Yi Xiaochuan acted as a protector and stood aside.
As time continued to pass, the paleness on Cao Yi's face decreased little by little, and there was a faint white air floating out of the top of his head.
"I just said he is not a god. Look at his face."
"Hahahaha, I made a lot of money this time."
"And the immortal demon can no longer move."
…
An arrogant and proud voice sounded.
Dozens of bandit cavalry killed one carbine.
Yi Xiaochuan's expression changed. The Taoist Master was still recovering his strength. What should we do?
Suddenly, he saw the Sanqing Bell on the ground, picked it up and shook it without saying a word.
Yelu Zhigu suddenly opened his eyes and took a step forward.
Dozens of bandit cavalrymen almost fell off their horses. The thrilling scene of Yelu Zhigu's killing spree left an unforgettable impression on them.
Then, they were pleasantly surprised.
After Yelv Zhigu took a step, he stopped moving. No matter how Yi Xiaochuan shook the Sanqing Bell, it was of no use.
"Hahahaha, did you see that this fool digging a hole for himself doesn't know how to use it?"
"Stop talking nonsense, take action while the alchemist hasn't recovered yet."
"Come together and kill"
…
The robbers and cavalry rushed over with shouts, the swords in their hands flashing with a menacing light in the afternoon sun.
Yi Xiaochuan placed the Sanqing Bell on the ground, pulled out the bronze sword, and looked resolute.
