At the last moment, Xiahou Yushi suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped back, flipped out of several positions after a step, and fell to the ground.

And the sword light also suddenly erupted at this moment.

I only heard a "sonorous" earth-shattering sound, and the azure sword light was entangled into a distorted light, and then suddenly magnified!

The ground around was instantly cut out of three extremely narrow knife marks, and then the broken soil that was raised was cut by the wind disturbed by the knife light, and the knife light spread outward, and it was actually cut straight out for dozens of meters before it came to an abrupt end.

And Xiahou Yushi, who is only a few positions away from this sword light, is lucky.

Although the three sword lights have no dead ends at zero distance, they only need to withdraw a few steps, and the sword light will spread rapidly, and the dead ends that do not exist will expand exponentially.

The distance of these few steps is the moat of life and death.

At this time, Zhao Yun suddenly ran towards the direction of the blonde woman.

You can think with your toes that these two people are here to rescue, so as long as they catch the blonde woman who has no power to resist, they will have an extra chance of winning!

Xiahou Yushi also reacted immediately, with a deafening roar shooting towards the woman's position.

But one side is temporary, and the other side has been planning for a long time, and it is clear which is better and which is worse.

The first figure that was repelled by Xiahou Yushi had already rushed to the blonde woman's side before the two of them could react, and hugged her sideways, wanting to retreat quickly.

But with the wounded with you, the speed of retreat will be greatly reduced.

So, as soon as this person withdrew a few steps, Zhao Yun and Xiahou Yushi both arrived and surrounded the two of them.

In the face of such a dangerous situation, the silver-haired man in the prime of life did not panic in the slightest, and still walked back unhurriedly.

At this moment, two black afterimages pierced into the phalanx from the oblique side, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Xiahou Yushi and Zhao Yun glanced at each other subconsciously, and the movements in their hands slowed down.

It is a pair of magazines with a straight shape.

This superficial definition had just flashed in the minds of the two of them, and the guns and roars had arrived in an instant.

It was a figure wrapped in gunfire, and the man slid into the middle of the two, and the submachine gun in his hand erupted into a deafening burst of gunfire.

The fireworks at the muzzle of the guns overlapped one after another, stacking into a brilliant orange and yellow flower, although it was extremely gorgeous...... But it is full of the smell of death.

The bullets were shooting in all directions, like a shower with too much water pressure, no one could hold it, and it was frenzied...... Difficult to catch.

Xiahou Yushi's physical fitness is already tough, and although ordinary bullets will cause her some pain, they really can't hurt her.

By analogy, it is probably similar to ordinary people being hit by BB shells of this density, and people with a little willpower can resist hard, and they will not hurt much.

And Zhao Yun is not as tough as the "physical cultivation" family, and he will never dare to resist operations such as submachine guns.

So he had no choice but to spin the long soldier in his hand quickly, and twisted it into a translucent shield in front of it, so that all the bullets were stopped.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped abruptly, and the pungent smell filled this small realm, and the pale smoke actually formed a small cloud, thick enough to be visible to the naked eye.

There was a crisp sound of empty guns in the smoke, and the two frowned, and accelerated forward, wanting to take each other down while the other party was reloading.

Zhao Yun wielded

The long soldier dispersed the smoke in front of him, and the figure squatting on the ground with a gun appeared in front of him.

The man was half-crouched on the ground, carrying a long azure knife on his back, a white trench coat on the outside, his hands wrapped under pure black armarmor, and a pair of submachine guns in his hands, in a lazy and casual posture.

He shook off the magazines with a slight movement of his hands, then turned his body to sweep up a pair of magazines on the ground and embedded them in the firearm.

Then, both hands were raised left and right, the trigger was pulled, the gunfire started again, and Yanduo was released again.

This time, the bullet that came out of the muzzle of the gun carried an extremely hot breath, and after hitting the two people, it even produced a small explosion.

Although the explosion was not fatal, it could be repelled by two or two people by the impact of the explosion, and they could no longer get even half an inch close.

After the two shuttle bullets were fired, Zhao Yun and Xiahou Yushi had already retreated dozens of steps each, and the man raised his two guns and stood up and retreated, shouting: "Ah Hao, how is Freya?"

"What are you yelling about! People are not dead!"

The man in the combat vest walked out from behind him, first reprimanded, and then continued: "I gave her the 'Heaven's HP Potion', but the wound on her waist has not healed, and the problem should be with them." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yun slowly stepped forward with a gloomy face, and said at the same time: "I was injured by my 'thorns', thinking that I could be cured by some low-grade medicines?"

Hearing this, the man with his back carefully looked at the spear in Zhao Yun's hand before he continued, "Is the effect of the 'curse' type...... If I kill you, will I be able to remove this effect?"

"Hmph~" Zhao Yun sneered after hearing this: "Speak wildly." ”

As he spoke, he sank down, clenched his spear in both hands, and twisted it across his back.

Between the twists of his body, the pale afterimage formed with Zhao Yun's movements, and lingered in the air for a short time.

There are three layers of phantoms in total, and the difference between the front and back is about half a second.

After Zhao Yun's movements took shape, the phantom suddenly moved diagonally to the back, instantly turning into three lifelike pale figures, all of which were the same as Zhao Yun's appearance and movements.

"Liuyun Jue!"

"Hey, wait, wait!"

As soon as Zhao Yun's words fell, the man in the white windbreaker stepped forward to make a round, and while pulling the man on his back back, he said with a smile: "If you have something to say, isn't it, it's so boring to fight and kill all day long!"

Did this act confuse both parties, or did Xiahou Yushi take a step forward and said loudly: "Things have come to this extent, do you expect the two of us to 'have something to say'?"

In the latter sentence, she accentuated her tone, and gave a thumbs up to the dying woman in the distance.

"And ......" At this time, Xiahou Yushi had closed all the "doors" and returned to normal, she paused as she spoke, and clasped her hands: "I don't think you have any capital to negotiate with us. ”

The conversation has been put aside, there are casualties on both sides, and it is the man in the trench coat who picks the matter first, no matter what the other party says, it is impossible for Xiahou Yushi to take a step back.

What's more, in a two-to-two situation, the winning side of Xiahou Yushi is not small, so it is even more unlikely that there will be a situation of "having something to say".

"Tut-tut~" The man in the trench coat shook his finger and said with a smile: "Don't say it so early......"

With that, he took out a smartphone from his pocket, unlocked it, and threw it at Xiahou Yushi

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Xiahou Yushi took it casually, his eyes kept on the reactions of the two, but he did not see the slightest fluctuation.

Casting her eyes on the phone screen, her brow sank suddenly.

"That's right, as you can see, we still have some 'capital' ......"

The man in the trench coat shrugged his shoulders, still with an uninhibited smile, but this smile made Xiahou Yushi feel how to look at it.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there is a low-lying area in the dense forest, where the previous survivors have gathered at this moment, sitting on the ground one after another, huddled into a pile.

On the periphery of the pile, there was a circle of black-clad men with guns, all wrapped in black soft armor and wearing all-encompassing hoods on their heads.

They surrounded the survivors, and at the slightest movement, they would shoot en masse, and no one would survive.

The angle of view on the screen came from the camera of the mobile phone, and the picture suddenly paused, and then turned to the front camera, revealing a tough male face.

"Zou Jiying, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as the man appeared on the camera, he asked impatiently, and finally glanced at the camera, and shouted with an exaggerated face: "Damn! Where is such a beautiful little girl? This figure, this looks, this capable short hair, I am ...... well."

Halfway through this person's words, Xiahou Yushi put down the phone with a disgusted face, and asked directly to Zou Jiying: "How can I let them go?"

"Hahaha!" Zou Jiying laughed for a while, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "This person is a thief, right? I keep telling him this, but he just doesn't believe it, and this time I think he ...... him."

"What nonsense!" Xiahou Yushi was fed up with the other party's gags, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Just say the conditions!"

"Hehe~~" Zou Jiying laughed twice: "Please pay attention to the tone of your voice, as you said, 'I don't think you have any capital to negotiate with us'." ”

As he spoke, he added: "A lot of people are dying...... But it's in your hands!"

At this point, Zhao Yun also guessed the situation, it should be someone who was caught by the other party and turned into a hostage.

He just didn't expect that everyone but the two of them would ...... They were all taken hostage.

"Little brother over there!" Zou Jiying pointed at Zhao Yun, still with a faint smile, but his mouth was ordering: "Let's solve this effect first!"

As he spoke, the man on his back had already helped the blonde woman over.

The woman covered the wound on her waist and abdomen, put one hand on the man's shoulder, her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were attentive, not very sick, it should be caused by excessive blood loss.

"Okay!" Seeing that they were about to come over, Zhao Yun stopped them with a loud voice: "I have already lifted it, you don't have to come over." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Xiahou poems were stunned.

Are you stupid? Hoop people! Our side is obviously weak, can't you see it, bastard? Multiple hostages, more chips, big brother!

Zhao Yun's straightforwardness made the three of them stunned, and then Zou Jiying laughed out loud and said, "Little brother, you are really good at being a man." ”

Xiahou Yushi took a deep breath, then lowered his head, and reluctantly accepted the facts.

And Zou Jiying motioned to Xiahou Yushi to return the mobile phone to him.

After taking the mobile phone, Zou Jiying pointed to Xiahou Yushi's stinky face and laughed a few times, then pointed the mobile phone screen at himself and said, "Lao Mu, let them go." ”