Zhao Ziyou is now ashamed and angry, angry and angry, he feels the shame of this first time with an elite army, and before he can make a move, he will lose a few members first.

It comes from anger at one's own mistakes and incompetence.

For this rare setback in his life, he is still very unacceptable in front of so many people.

When there are setbacks, he must rise to the occasion and overcome them, which is the purpose of his life.

He has confidence and hole cards to take down the white-faced ghost!

Zhao Ziyou straightened up, took a bow and arrows, and pointed at the white-faced ghost in the distance, and the arrows firmly locked the other party's figure.

The sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was like an invincible thunderbolt.

The white-faced ghost is also powerful, obviously in this situation, unable to gather qi, his body is seriously hindered, and his physical fitness has decreased significantly, he is still under the attack of a good person, flashing and moving, trying his best to avoid the attack of the group.

The moving figure was like a butterfly wearing flowers, shuttling back and forth under the siege of everyone, dodging some serious attacks.

Of course, her own strength was limited after all, and her arms and back were also injured one after another, but because she was afraid of killing her, those attacks were not aimed at fatal places, and there were people who attacked with the back of a knife without a blade.

Therefore, even though she could see that the white-faced ghost's court dress was repeatedly damaged, and the old injuries on her body were not healed, and new injuries were added, the impact on her was actually not very great.

The white-faced ghost can go to the worldly level, and it has also been tempered in countless battlefields, and her body and will are completely different from ordinary people, if you think that her strength is limited, you will treat her as a delicate and weak woman who can be bullied at will, it would be a big mistake.

And because the white-faced ghost had just blown off the heads of two people casually, everyone didn't dare to approach the white-faced ghost, and only dared to attack with weapons to keep a distance from her.

The situation was at an impasse for a while.

In fact, this is also the situation that the white-faced ghost wants.

She needs time.

It was far from as easy as she seemed on the surface to blow up those two people just now, and those two blows had already used up six or seven points of her remaining strength.

After all, these people are lucky, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface to break through the opponent's protective true qi and blow up the opponent.

If the other side is not afraid of death and sends two more heads and forces her to run out of gas, the white-faced ghost will really have no strength to resist.

After all, the strength in her body is limited, and she needs to drag on a little to recover.

The other side is also very cooperative, and wants to drag her until she is exhausted, only on her arms, back, and a few other places that are not fatal, but will make her lose her mobility.

Beside the white-faced ghost, although it was full of swords and swords, it was just looking dangerous.

No one knew whether the white-faced ghost's strength ran out first, or if her medicinal effects passed first.

At that moment, the white-faced ghost took a step forward to avoid a blow to the head from behind, followed by a spear that swept across her heel, trying to tear her tendon and immobilize her.

The white-faced ghost jumped slightly on his feet, avoiding the sweep of the shot.

I only heard Zhao Ziyou shout, "Get out of the way." ”

"Twin Soul Chaser"!

The two long arrows on the longbow roared out like thunder and lightning, and in an instant they passed through the gap between the group of people, like a sniper rifle locked onto the target, and approached the white-faced ghost in the middle.

At this time, the white-faced ghost jumped on both feet, and his whole body was in mid-air, and there was nowhere to dodge.

The two long arrows aimed at her left and right arms, and their momentum was so fierce and powerful that they seemed to nail the white-faced ghost behind the tree behind them.

At that time, everyone thought that this arrow was about to hit, after all, it was Zhao Ziyou who picked an excellent angle and shot with all his might.

However, the white-faced ghost was also improvised, even in mid-air, his body twisted, turned sharply, like a spinning top, and rotated diagonally twice in mid-air.

Although her seemingly plump, but in fact extremely slender figure, turned into the hollow area between the two long arrows in the middle of the rotation, just enough to let the two arrows pass through.

As the long arrow swept by, the whole person bloomed like a graceful flower, and the blood-stained red dress fluttered lightly and fell steadily to the ground.

Zhao Ziyou sneered and said, "It's not over yet." ”

Almost at the moment when the white-faced ghost landed, the two long arrows, not long after passing through her, suddenly turned around and turned around.

I only heard the muffled snort of two long arrows entering the body, and the two long arrows were accurately inserted into the junction between the shoulder joint and the arm of the white-faced ghost.

The white-faced ghost's body shuddered and stopped moving, blood gushing out from his back, dyeing the long dress more and more bright red again.

Seeing that the white-faced ghost was hit by an arrow, or in the middle of the joint, Zhao Ziyou suddenly raised his chin slightly, and smiled proudly, "The six arts taught by the family elders since childhood, the number of Lile shooting books, never dare to forget, my father is good at shooting, especially good at arching horses, how about it, my arrow is okay, it won't insult the majesty of my family." ”

This is not only okay, this arrow predicted the trajectory of the white-faced ghost, and came to a strange change, changing the move from behind the white-faced ghost, shooting her by surprise, catching the white-faced ghost by surprise.

And the accuracy of the angles is really amazing.

Zhao Ziyou is worthy of being a descendant of the emperor and a real royal family.

The white-faced ghost also understood, although there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, he still replied in a coquettish voice with a graceful appearance, "I see, I heard that Han Gaozu has the ability to shoot the divine skill and chase the soul arrow for thousands of miles, so it is estimated that it is." ”

"Don't dare to be, family stunts, I can only get a glimpse or two, barely understand a little bit of the skin. ”

Zhao Ziyou finished speaking with a little smugness and pride, and stretched out his hand to point, "Catch, grab her, her joints have been injured by me, and she can't move her hands anymore." ”

When everyone heard this, they were immediately overjoyed, as long as the white-faced ghost couldn't do it, then they weren't afraid that the other party would blow themselves up into balloons.

I immediately wanted to rush forward.

It's just that before he took two steps, he saw the white-faced ghost smiling, stretched out a hand, grabbed the back of the back, grabbed the long arrow that shot into the joint of the shoulder and arm, gritted his teeth, and pulled it out directly.

After pulling out one, immediately another arrow is added.

Then with a flick of his hand, he threw two blood-stained arrows to the ground.

replied indifferently, "That's true, this kind of magic skill, you can't learn much if it's handed over to you now, the strength and speed of the first stage are good, but unfortunately, the strength of the second stage of turning around and counterattacking is too much worse, and there is too much time for people to react." ”

Zhao Ziyou is not stupid, after being stunned for a moment, he immediately reacted, first his eyes widened in surprise, and then he shouted, "Everyone be careful, she should be able to move the bones and even joints in her body to avoid vital attacks, so she just attacked the nodes of her body for so long, and she couldn't knock her down, because she was transferred." ”

The white-faced ghost smiled and said, "Yes, it is worthy of the royal family, and the reaction is quite fast, but unfortunately, it is still not as good as my good brother, forcing my sister to be so embarrassed, this kind of situation is rare, heh, my sister will love you well later, wait for me, good brother!"

It's a pity that after looking around, I didn't find Chen Le.

"Hey, where's my good brother?"

The current situation, at first glance, is that the white-faced ghost is embattled, scarred, covered in injuries, covered in blood, and besieged by many masters, looking precarious.

However, you must not be deceived by appearances.

As long as the effect of the white-faced ghost is over, these people will all die!

That little injury didn't matter to the white-faced ghost.

Chen Le had already found out that the situation was wrong, got into the truck, and hurriedly drove first.

That Zhao Ziyou is arrogant, lacks the beating of society, and doesn't know the cruelty of society, Chen Le is not so stupid.

He can't be lucky, so stay and wait for death?

Of course, it is thirty-six plans, and the walk is the best.

Taking advantage of the fierce fight between everyone, hurry up and slip away.

That Lu Heng came out of the back compartment, hugged Ah Zhu, and sat in Chen Le's passenger seat.

Chen Le comforted, "It's okay, let's run fast, the white-faced ghost can't catch up, there is still a pile of cannon fodder behind her that is enough for her to kill, with this time, we will run away long ago." ”

Lu Heng just looked at the retreating road in front of him, and replied calmly, "Run, where can you escape?"

"It's fine, don't stay and die. ”

Chen Le stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and aired, "So I'm very annoyed by these self-righteous little masters, one by one, they don't know how to write the word dead, he doesn't know how terrible the white-faced ghost was in his heyday, a hundred of us are not enough to fight, and he always thinks that the whole world is in his control, I will send you back first, and wait for you to escape as far as you can, and the white-faced ghost can't find you." ”

“......”

Lu Heng didn't answer, just looked down at Ah Zhu in his arms, and said softly for a long time, "Ah Zhu won't live long without surgery." ”

“......”

These words made Chen Le finally come back to his senses from the white-faced ghost matter, yes, there is also the stubble of the operation, "It's okay, then do it first......"

Lu Heng directly interrupted him, "The white-faced ghost knows that Ah Zhu is going to have surgery, and he knows where to do it, and this operation will take at least 12 hours or more to complete." ”

“......”

In other words, as soon as the effect of the medicine passes, the white-faced ghost slaughters those wastes, and will inevitably come back to continue looking for Lu Heng and Ah Zhu.

These words made Chen Le fall silent.

He hasn't figured out a countermeasure yet!

Or, in the face of that absolute difference in strength at that time, is there really a countermeasure?

For a moment there was a dead silence in the cab, and no one spoke.

Everyone knows what the outcome will be when the time comes.

After a long time, Lu Heng raised his decisive gaze and looked at Chen Le and said, "Can I ask you something?"

Chen Le paused and replied without hesitation, "...... Can't!"

Lu Heng continued, "Help me send Ah Zhu back!"

"I said, no! There are still people waiting to see your happy life!"