"No, wake up!"

Jing Wuchen's eyes were bloodshot, and with a sudden force under his feet, a few phantoms left by the extremely fast speed were folded out in mid-air, and he pounced on Xiao Yan, wanting to go to the rescue. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The heart-rending roar of Pure Dust made Xiao Yan's heart warm slightly, but Xiao Yan did not stop his figure, his speed of rotation became faster and faster, melting his entire body into the tornado, and swept into the pile of Dou Di with various blades in his hand.

For a while, the sword was broken, the limbs flew sideways, and the fierce sound of fists and feet, the crisp sound of the blade breaking, the terrible screams, and the wild spray of blood were endless.

The dust that was constantly stirred up filled this section of the mountain road, gradually blurring the view of the clean and dust-free sky.

The noise soon fell silent, and he stared blankly at a vague figure standing in the dust that gradually dissipated. The figure stood there like a javelin, its long flowing hair shaking the nerves of the clean and dusty.

Jing Wuchen didn't dare to look at this god-like figure, for fear that the dust would disperse, this figure was either crucified in place with broken spears and knives all over his body, or he was too injured to show his last smile and then fell headlong, either of which was not the result he wanted to see. But apart from these two, he couldn't think of a third one, because he felt that it was a luxury, and he couldn't imagine that in the siege of dozens of Dou Emperors and the slashing of dozens of sharp blades, who would survive.

Perhaps, but Jing Wuchen has never seen it, or he doesn't think that Xiao Yan will be one of them, even if Xiao Yan's previous performance shocked him beyond words, because in his opinion, this guy from the Xiao clan is not the perverted genius of the Xiao clan in the legend after all.

But the battlefield is not a place where you can get distracted, just when Jing Wuchen's mind was up and down, and he didn't know why he was so sad for Xiao Yan, a giant sword that burst out of Senhan's killing intent slashed a sharp wind in the air, and ruthlessly slashed down towards Jing Wuchen's neck.

"Huh?"

It wasn't until his messy hair was shaved to stand on end by the fighting aura emitted by the sword, and his scalp was also aching faintly, that he didn't react. Unfortunately, it was too late, and his sharply narrowed pupils had already seen the shadow of death.

"Is it destined to die with that guy surnamed Xiao?" Looking at the giant sword that was constantly expanding in his pupils, Jing Wuchen sighed in his heart, closed his eyes miserably, and was extremely unwilling, "Damn, can't you let Lao Tzu clean up that bastard in Danding and then kill Lao Tzu?"

"Bang!"

Jing Wuchen, who closed his eyes and waited for death, heard an unexpected voice.

"The sound is a little different from what I imagined? And why doesn't it hurt? Could it be that the sword is so fast that the head doesn't feel pain when it leaves the neck?"

I felt that my neck seemed to be blown by the sword wind, and my pure and dustless neck tightened unconsciously, but I was thinking in confusion in my mind, wondering how this sound was not at all like a sword blade slashing through the neck, but like a fist hitting a sword blade.

"You bastard! How dare you get distracted at such a time?!"

A loud cry sounded in Jing Wuchen's ears, waking up Jing Wuchen, who was still wondering if he was out of his body.

Jing Wuchen suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that Xiao Yan was standing in front of him, his mind was blank, and his usually flexible thinking couldn't turn around, and he pointed at Xiao Yan stupidly like a dream: "Are you still alive?"

"Of course I'm alive! I'm still alive, how could you die?"

Xiao Yan kicked the Dou Emperor who had taken off the giant sword off the cliff with one kick, and blasted out another punch, knocking down another Dou Di who had broken his arm and still stubbornly crawled over, and his knife-like brows were slightly raised, "However, if you stand stupidly like this again, don't think about living soon." ”

"Ahh

was reminded by Xiao Yanyi, Jing Wuchen came to his senses, and hurriedly drank in a deep voice, with a blade-like cold light in his eyes, and the flying knife shot out, with a "whoosh" sound, leaving only a few faint white marks in the air, and throwing them at several Dou Emperors who rushed up from below.

The light of the flying knife flashed, and the several Dou Emperors who rushed over only had time to subconsciously deflect before they were shot by the flying knives one by one.

The flying knives in their bodies, although they were not fatal, these Dou Emperors were not lightly injured, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

It's just that what makes Jing Wuchen angry is that the eyes of these Dou Emperors are still so indifferent, none of them are timid, they only take two steps back to eliminate the impact of the flying knife, and then they shake the flying knife out of their bodies with a fighting spirit, and continue to rush towards Jing Wuchen and Xiao Yan with their blades held high.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Jing Wuchen regained his appearance, showing a faint smile obscenely, his fingers turned in the void little by little, and the flying knives that were shocked out of the body by several Dou Emperors immediately swept up from the ground as if they were being pulled by something, and swirled rapidly in the air, silently stabbing at the backs of several Dou Emperors.

Such a strange flying knife fighting technique is difficult for a person in his right mind to prevent, not to mention these Dou Emperors who have been blinded by the killing heart? Several Dou Emperors rushed forward to an abrupt halt, their eyes staring at Jing Wuchen, and then fell headlong.

Before several Dou Emperors fell to the ground, the fatal flying knives swirled and flew back into the hands of Jing Wuchen.

"What a powerful knife stunt!"

Xiao Yan glanced at Long Yi, who had been forced to pull out the thunder and lightning spear in the middle of the break, was still extremely brave, put his mind at ease, and gave a thumbs up to Jing Wuchen.

"It's a far cry from you. ”

Jing Wuchen's forehead was bruised, and he looked at the crowd that soon swarmed up below, without the slightest joy on his face.

The flying knives were thrown out of Jing Wuchen's hands again and again, and they swirled rapidly, each back and forth meant the passage of a life, but those crazy Dou Emperors still came like a tide, one after another, without fear, without knowing life and death.

"Fortunately, the outer mountain roads are very narrow, and you can't rush a lot at one time. But when is this a head? If you are not careful, you will be in a different place. ”

Jing Wuchen wiped a handful of sweat and said with palpitations.

"It's okay. You follow me, and if you pay attention, you won't have to worry about your life. ”

Xiao Yan didn't have any worries, while he felt the pressure, the fighting spirit in his heart was burning more and more, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he turned his head and rushed to the front to open the way.

Under the cover of Xiao Yan, the three of them kept rushing forward.

It's just that the speed of the crowd is too fast, so fast that Xiao Yan hasn't finished solving the problem and coming up batch after batch, so fast that the crescent moon marks on Xiao Yan's forehead are all red and clearly visible, and he hasn't rushed out of the distance yet, so fast that Xiao Yan has to pour down several bottles of Qingling liquid to replenish his fighting qi.

Jing Wuchen in the middle of Xiao Yan and Long Yi flying knife fighting skills in succession, try to reduce the pressure for Xiao Yan and Long Yi, he looked at the road in front of the road and behind the road there is a steady stream of Dou Emperor rushing here, while sending flying knives while feeling quite weak to Xiao Yan said: "These people are crazy! Brother Xiao, it is not possible to fight endlessly like this, even if you don't fight to death, I am afraid you will die of exhaustion!"

Listening to Jing Wuchen's words, Xiao Yan's left leg suddenly twisted to drive his waist strength, and his arm was thrown out with all his strength, and with a "snap", he smashed the chest of a Dou Emperor who wanted to get close to him, and flashed to Jing Wuchen.

"You're right, if you continue to entangle like this, it will only attract more people. We've got to find a way to fight our way through to the next section. ”

Feeling that he was becoming more and more proficient in the use of every part of his body, although Xiao Yan was a little unsatisfied, he felt that Jing Wuchen's worry was right, and after taking a deep breath, his mind was instantaneous: "Long Yi, don't fight, withdraw!"

Hearing Xiao Yan's order, Long Yi did not hesitate at all, and after breaking the ribs of a Dou Emperor with one punch, he immediately turned around and joined Xiao Yan and Jing Wuchen with an arrow step. (To be continued.) )