499 days of netting
"Collect the nets! Don't let a fish go. ”
With Ying Wuqian's order, lurkers seemed to be emerging in the shadows of the entire Cuihuan Mountain, and they completely took advantage of the sneak attack compared to the various sentry posts of the Zhuyi Dynasty, and the hidden arrows flying from nowhere were almost all missing, and almost only in an instant, they achieved manageable results. I saw that the subordinates of the Zhu Yi Dynasty in those sentry posts died directly Nearly fifty percent, and the rest were all injured, and the killing machine that came could only be parried in a hurry, and it was difficult to escape the ascension.
"Quick, call for reinforcements!"
Speaking of which, even from the time Su Huanzhen was attacked by the first dark arrow, less than five breaths had passed until this moment, and most of the personnel of the Zhu Yi Dynasty didn't even know when it happened, they just thought that they had been attacked, and they wanted to call for reinforcements from nearby teammates. It's a pity that this time it was not a cat or a dog who came back to attack, as the first major sect in the bitter realm to enter the world, the Confucian dead soldiers were far more ruthless than these outposts, and those who roared were lucky, and more people were pressed to the point that they could not breathe because of the killing force that was as difficult to parry as a raging storm, until they lost their breath.
"The gentleman hides the weapon in his body, and when the time comes, I can be regarded as having a deeper understanding today. ”
His eyes flickered and he looked at the heavy arrow feathers, under the cover of the night, even with the eyes of the ink pouring pool, it was difficult to distinguish them one by one, these archers provided by Dongfang Yi did not even show their heads from beginning to end, only kept shooting targets in the dark, none of them missed, it was very terrifying.
If you don't show up, it means that there is still a way out, just the mass-produced arrows and accurate and ruthless archery can't prove anything at all, compared to those dead soldiers who kill in close quarters, although there are all kinds of martial arts, it is inevitable that people will find clues.
"Hmph! It is worthy of him, those who can be qualified to compete for the supreme position of Xuehai Wuyan are indeed all old foxes!" secretly spit in his heart, Ying Wuqian's face still did not change after all, this is also the most basic quality of being a person in power - not to mention, at this time, on the battlefield all over the mountains, their people have the absolute upper hand, and a few casualties are insignificant compared to the results of the battle.
Compared with the Imperial Guard, which has been struggling in the blink of an eye, the biggest loss in this battle is the siege of the battlefield of Su Huanzhen, although it is surrounded by many enemies, but Su Huanzhen has lived up to its reputation after all, and has not fallen under the siege of this circle, and even has some results.
"The sun and the moon are the same day!"
Raise the sword to the sky as if facing the sun and the moon, the sword qi into the light instantaneously the sun and the moon shine brightly, the first trick is shown, the sun shines on the right side of the moonlight, the sun and the moon meet to form a magnificent spectacle, and the three remnant sword masters are swept over in an instant, leaving six corpses in vain.
A blow to succeed, of course, to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Su is really at this time facing the dilemma that the old force has exhausted the new force has not been born, no matter what kind of miracle magic in this world, as long as you still need to breathe, there is a need for recuperation, so the situation will take a sharp turn in a blink of an eye, just look at the ten strings woven into a net, with a dignified murderous aura, do not want to leave the fragrance of the white lotus half of the vitality.
At this moment, the wordless attack brought the breath of hell, but this turned out to be an illusion in the next second, because the Prajna Sword was still in front of this layer of strings after all.
Wan Jun's strength touched the hastily resisted Panruo Sword, but after all, he still couldn't resist it, and as the Praruo Sword was instantly pressed into Su Zhenzhen's chest, and even pressed out of his chest The last breath of the battle situation changed again.
"Breathe into a sword!!!"
The sudden move, which represented that the essence of the fragrant white lotus was still invisible like a deep pool, and in the blink of an eye, the blood hole in the center of the killer's eyebrows appeared, and a cavity burst out from the back of his head, and he was no longer able to stay in the world.
If the opponent only has these people, it can be said that Su has really won the victory, but unfortunately this is not a glorious duel after all, and since the conspirators hiding in the shadows choose to make a move, they will not stop so easily.
Borrowing the oppressive breath of the opponent's power to spit out his own lore, Su Zhenzhen's combat wisdom can be called absolutely extraordinary, but in this way, he has lost most of his room for maneuver, so that he was finally hit by an arrow in the next moment.
"Huh!"
Blood arrows were scattered all over the ground, and the hidden arrows from nowhere would not stop because of the dead people, or rather, it was precisely because of the efforts of the dead people on the ground that Su Huanzhen was successfully injured. The terrifying tactics of the sea of people lie in this, even if they are all martial artists who are really worse than Su, they can bite off a piece of his flesh and blood regardless of life and death.
The tactics of the wolves are one after another waves of attacks that are more turbulent than the waves, almost at the same time that the previous batch of killers died, and Su was really hit by the arrow, there was already a long-awaited edge in the shadows, intending to take down Su Xianren's head.
Stepping on meteors is like electricity, and the body is like a dream and the night is blurred, and the person who comes is like a dead and dead guest, and he goes east without a dust.
However, there is no way to survive in the east, and there are guests in the west.
"Don't force Su, don't force it!
Gentlemanly style!"
Shot again, all of a sudden, it was actually the gentleman's style of the town sect created by Mo Dumping Chi back then, and the three sects really made this trick the only one, which couldn't help but make people think more.
A moment of hesitation, a moment of hesitation, and then in a blink of an eye, the gentleman's style has already become a momentum and is unstoppable.
Immediately, life and death were divided again.