Chapter Twenty-Seven: Air Combat: The Death of the Rogue

Here's your chance, hahaha!

This big bird is sour, rushing in the night along the direction of Yi Xiaonian's running, and flying at a super low altitude when it is close to Yi Xiaonian's side, Yi Xiaonian jumped, jumped on the back of Sour Shuang, and flew high in the sky.

The full moon had risen in mid-sky, and the light was very good, and everything was clearly visible, as if it were day.

I saw that the Shushan Wanderer was not in a hurry, and threw the giant sword into the sky, the giant sword rotated a few times in the air, and the tip of the sword landed quickly downward, and it was about to land.

Then he gently kicked the tip of the sword with his foot, causing the giant sword to immediately fly parallel to each other, and also jumped, and the sword quickly rushed into the night sky, and quickly rushed behind Yi Xiaonian.

Yi Xiaonian quickly jumped up and changed his posture, facing the Shushan Wanderer, while facing the giant sword at the feet of the Shushan Wanderer, "whooshing" and bombarding indiscriminately, laughing, laughter resounded through the sky.

Shushan Wanderer's weapon is at his feet, there is no weapon in his hand, Yi Xiaonian no longer has any scruples, even if you have a wonderful swordsmanship, what can I do, the lightning shot more violently, even if most of the projectiles can be dodged, the giant sword is still shot, making a crisp metal sound of "Ping Pong Ping Pong", this giant sword is also extremely strong, it can't be blown up, but it is enough to make him stagger.

Unexpectedly, Shushan Wanderer suddenly laughed, the laughter was weird, like a duck calling, and there was a feeling of "quack, quack, quack".

This is the first time I have heard him speak, but he drank too much wine and his vocal cords burned out.

"Children, our family...... Ahem...... Let you open ...... Ahem...... Open your eyes!" Shushan Langke spoke in an extremely hoarse voice, lost his voice several times, and coughed violently when he spoke, and he could see sweating profusely on his head through the moonlight.

Seeing that he was busy pulling out a gourd and drinking wine, he wiped his sweat with his sleeve by the way. After drinking the wine, the gourd was tied around his waist, and his hind feet shook, and a long sword with white light flew out of the head of the giant sword, circled in the air, and flew into the hands of Shushan Wanderer.

The Shushan Wanderer's lightsaber was placed on his chest, and it seemed that he was ready to make a move.

Yi Xiaonian no longer shoots the giant sword, and immediately aims at the Shushan Wanderer, anyway, the projectile has run out, so he shoots it with magic power, it doesn't matter if he doesn't feel it, life is the most important.

Without the projectiles, there would be no explosions, and the night sky would be much quieter.

The absence of the explosion means that there are no fireworks in the air, and the four tigers actually fell asleep next to the stone at the "foot of Jingshan Mountain" on the mountainside. Hawkeye was still sitting on the stone, his eyes closed.

The world is silent.

Only two people in the sky are still fighting.

Just listen to the phrase "Where is my hometown!"

Shushan Wanderer stopped coughing, chanted poetry, and went crazy drunk.

The lightsaber hung down on his chest, quickly went around his back, changed his right hand to his left hand, and then returned to his right hand, and swung it in a circle, forming a sword array composed of countless lightsaber clones around his body, glowing like lightsabers. The magic balls without projectiles shot by Yi Xiaonian all hit the glowing sword array, making a "Zhengzhengzheng" impact sound.

"Hope for the way back!"

With a wave of the lightsafer in Shushan Langke's hand, the lightsaber formed a fan-shaped sword qi in the air, and the sword qi quickly rushed towards Yi Xiaonian and Sour Shuang.

This guy doesn't practice immortal arts, only cultivates sword qi!

This repaid the price, and Sour Shuang dragged Yi Xiaonian to sprint down faster than the speed of fire, dodging the sword.

In a hurry, Yi Xiaonian's backhand was a big magic ball, but he didn't expect to break through the lightsaber sword array in front of Shushan Wanderer.

took the opportunity to fire several bullets in a row, and almost hit the Shushan Wanderer, but was blocked by the lightsaber sword array that the Shushan Wanderer quickly repaired!

"A pot of turbid wine is all over the place!"

Shushan Wanderer took out the wine gourd and drank a large sip of wine, spit it out on the lightsaber with a "poof", his body jumped up in the air, the wrist holding the sword quickly swung, and the lightsaber drew a large luminous three-dimensional wine gourd in the air, and then kicked with both feet, and the three-dimensional wine gourd swayed the fat wine belly, smashing towards Yi Xiaonian.

At this time, it was too late and that was fast, Yi Xiaonian also flew up and jumped up, and fired three bullets at the wine gourd.

Yi Xiaonian found that his magic power became stronger and stronger the more he fought, and Xiao Hei also became more and more courageous, full of energy, exuding a brighter and brighter red demonic energy.

The magic ball is amplified by a certain number of times and Xiao Hei, and the power is even more powerful.

The three magic balls continuously broke through the three-dimensional wine gourd, and the wine gourd was like a vase, which was smashed by the magic ball, and disappeared in the night sky, like a flash in the pan.

Seeing that the wine gourd was broken, Yi Xiaonian's heart was instantly overjoyed, and he immediately became energetic, "hahahaha" laughed loudly.

The quieter the night, the louder the laughter seems.

The sleeping four tigers woke up from the dream, thinking that there was thunder, rubbed their eyes, and found that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and they fell asleep one by one after the dream just now.

"To whom does the shadow go!"

Shushan Langke sang while flying while the sword, his flying sword was also very fast, but it was always sour, different from the situation when chasing Yi Xiaonian on the ground, when chasing Yi Xiaonian on the hillside, he could obviously catch up, but he pretended to be cool and didn't want to chase, and deliberately stopped for a short time to drink, and there was time to drink in the sky, but the flying sword couldn't catch up.

Shushan Wanderer still lost no time in taking a sip of wine, jumped up again, hung above the giant sword, pointed at the direction of Yi Xiaonian with a light saber in his right hand, clenched his left hand into a fist and stretched out his index finger and middle finger side by side, placed them on his chest, and then exerted his strength, pointing hard in the direction of Yi Xiaonian, Shushan Wanderer copied a light and shadow that was the same size and shape as him, constantly changing the sword moves that could not be seen clearly, and attacking Yi Xiaonian at the speed of light!

Shushan Wanderer flies high, Yi Xiaonian flies low, and the trajectory of this light and shadow looks like half a white rainbow on the ground.

The humanoid light and shadow attacked at close range, Yi Xiaonian used all his magic power to prepare to use an "indestructible" to block this attack, and found that this trick could not be used in the air, and he had to step on the earth. The speed of humanoid light and shadow is too fast, and he can't parry and can't dodge, Yi Xiaonian was hit in the chest by humanoid light and shadow, the momentum of light and shadow was too strong, and his sour back was also hit, and he was hit hard, and his body suddenly lost his balance, and he fell towards the forest with a roar.

At the moment of crisis, he flickered his wings vigorously, raised the snake's head, forcibly pulled it up, and flew high into the air again. Yi Xiaonian was hit in the chest, his heart trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow". Xiao Hei also let out a hoarse roar when he saw his master vomiting blood.

At this time, both the elf and the master were full of anger.

Anger makes people even crazier!

Yi Xiaonian's right hand instantly emitted a larger magic ball, and the magic ball was quickly enlarged by Xiao Hei, with a diameter longer than his arm, covering Yi Xiaonian's eyes.

"What a big ball!hahaha!" Yi Xiaonian laughed and picked up the big magic ball with one hand, took out the leather pocket of lightning, pulled open the rubber band, and put the ball diagonally on the rubber band, the ball was too big, only touched a little bit of the leather bag, no matter what, just shoot out, "Shushan Wanderer, catch the ball!haha!"

As soon as his right hand was released, the big magic ball popped out with a roar and smashed straight towards the Shushan Wanderer.

The Shushan Wanderer instantly used a double sword formation to resist, but he also failed to block the impact of the big magic ball.

The whole person of Shushan Wanderer was hit by the big magic ball, and was sent flying for several kilometers, and in the process of falling in the air, there were constantly poems chanted.

"A Thousand Miles of Lonely Grave!"

"There is nowhere to talk about desolation!"

Yi Xiaonian saw that the place where the blue magic ball fell was first a ball of fire, and then there was a violent explosion!

I can't chant poetry, you can't fight!haha!

At this time, Jingshan is already in crisis, and the mountain rain is coming!