Blood jumped out of Lin Ji's fist wind, and a blur of flesh and blood.

But even so, Lin Ji's fist still didn't stop, and even increased his strength a little more.

"Ah......h

A very strange look appeared on Li Mu's face, although the long sword had not been taken off, the tiger's mouth on the right hand of the sword had exploded!

Li Mu was in pain, and withdrew his right hand from the sword like lightning, the pain in his hand had already distorted his face, and his originally handsome face looked extremely pale at the moment.

But no one would have imagined that Li Mu's combat effectiveness was so tenacious, and after receiving this heavy blow, the sword of the Great Han Heavenly Son was still firmly held in his hand.

It's a pity that Lin Ji didn't leave him a chance to breathe, he turned around and slapped his palm on Li Mu's right shoulder like a fan, and Li Mu's right shoulder immediately turned into tofu wiped by a black blind man, a mess, and blood flowed everywhere.

Li Mu snorted in pain, and finally a trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Lin Ji gasped for breath, and it was very difficult to maintain a standing posture, watching Li Mu's retreating figure not catch up after all.

Li Mu retreated, and the remaining shadow guards followed.

The shouting behind Lin Ji's ears suddenly weakened, and in the end, there was no sound at all.

Lin Ji suddenly gasped, could it be ...... But he felt that it was impossible, he shook his head hard, forcibly suppressed a trace of pain in his body, slowly turned his body, and looked for the existence of the senior brother with his eyes, but there was no trace of him.

The occasional sound of arrows. Let the Imperial City Square, which suddenly became dead and silent, become quieter, as quiet as death.

Lin Ji pursed his lips and took a deep breath, not quite believing how the senior brother who had been shocked by the gods could die at the hands of mortals.

Suddenly, a bloodied man stood up from the pile of dead bodies, in the gloomy sky. In the midst of such an asura field, such a scene suddenly appeared. It made everyone feel terrified.

It was the man! Everyone saw the bun that was still neat and bloody.

Wei Shuyang adjusted it with one hand, and the archery captain's fingers trembled, and more than ten arrows shot over. Each arrow did not repeat its target, aiming at a certain place on the bloody man, enveloping him all over his body, so terrible that the man could not avoid it at all.

Because they wanted to ensure that the man died, the archers mechanically fired their arrows. Thinking you're not dead yet?

For they had seen the man fall to the ground, and even the man of iron was exhausted, especially if he was not a piece of iron.

But no one could have imagined that the more than ten soul-devouring arrows in front of the bloody man didn't care at all, he just picked up the two corpses around him and danced like a shield!

"Puff puff ......" A series of muffled sounds sounded, and more than ten arrows almost in no particular order, shot at the bloody man at the same time, but the next moment it became clear that they were all just shot at the dancing corpse of the bloody man, spurting out countless blood water, staining the bloody man even more terrifying.

The corpse was heavier than the shield, but the bloody man was able to dance the corpse and block the extremely fast arrows, which was even more jaw-dropping.

The bloody man slowly put down the corpse in his hand, grinned, as if he was mourning something, sympathizing with something, feeling something, and then he walked forward slowly, without the disturbance of arrows, he walked very calmly.

"Nangong Han !!" Wei Shuyang's eyes widened angrily, he didn't care about Li Mu's defeat, he cared more about the success or failure of the Imperial Forest Army.

Seeing the god-like figure fall, but before he could celebrate the victory, the man stood up again.

"Big brother. Liao Jie helped the stumbling Lin Ji to walk behind Nangong Han, and Lin Ji called out in a trembling voice.

"Huh?" Nangong Han's voice did not have a trace of fluctuation, although he was already covered with wounds, without the flank cooperation of Lin Ji and the others, a person had to take care of the attacks of the Quartet, which was indeed a little stretched.

"Why did you fall just now?" I thought ......" Lin Ji paused, Xing Jianqiu glared, and Lin Ji swallowed back what he was about to say.

"Why?"

"I thought it was ...... Thought you ...... I'm going to die. ”

"Do you think I'm going to die so easily? ”

"Of course not. It's just that...... You're lying in a pile of dead people......"

"I just feel tired, take a break. ”

Lin Ji: "......"

Xing Jianqiu: "......"

Liao Jie: "......"

Nangong Han and Lin Ji stood in the center of the palace square, and there was a vacuum in front of them, but blood flowed out from behind them along the bluestone, allowing Nangong Han to advance left and right, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

"As I said, don't stand in my way, or you'll die. ”

Nangong Han slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword in front of him, and at the moment when his fingers were gripping the hilt of the sword stained with rain, it seemed that the rain bucket in the entire imperial city had stagnated.

The middle-aged man with a gentle smile suddenly became murderous again, as if he had become another person, and the cold rain around him seemed to feel something, swaying and tilting silently to avoid it.

Feeling that everyone on his side was shocked by Nangong Han's action of holding the sword, there were partial generals in the Imperial Forest Army who stared at them with wide eyes, and roared fiercely: "He is only one person, and he is not an immortal, and he has no cultivation, give it to me, and the general who kills him will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"

There was no shortage of reckless people in the Royal Forest Army, and under the lure of money, they roared and rushed over.

"Hi...... We just want to get out of the palace. ”

Nangong Han looked at the enemies who rushed up and said such a sentence, and then choked and broke through the bluestone in the rain, and the giant sword in his hand was like a dragon, raised again, and quickly stabbed at the person who rushed to the front.

In fact, in addition to the huge sword body, the rest of the sword style is very ordinary, ordinary hilt, ordinary blade, not even some lines, the opening is not very special, but at the moment when the raindrops are scattered by the high-speed moving sword body, you can vaguely see that there are many fine lines on the sword, and those fine lines are not some kind of runes, but more like someone holding a paintbrush on the giant sword regularly drew a few lines.

The sword in Lin Ji's eyes, at the last moment, changed to a stab, accurately and easily slapped on the chest of the Imperial Forester, the straight sword body was forcibly bent into a bend by a certain force in the air, compared to its speed, the raindrops falling from the night sky were slow and outrageous, and when the sword body slapped on the chest of the Imperial Forester, that force suddenly came out of the sword body, and with a snap, it directly hit the chest deeply!

A dull thud like a thump!

A miserable howl that stopped abruptly!

The brave Imperial Forest Army who rushed to the front, didn't even have time to see Nangong Han's face clearly, so he was directly slapped into a kite, and flew through the air extremely miserably, falling more than a dozen feet away!

The thousands of Imperial Foresters who were shouting and killing suddenly fell silent, their eyes subconsciously followed the companion to draw an extremely long arc in the rainy sky, and then quickly took over their bodies with fear, and the hands wielding their weapons became cold again.

They had imagined that after a slight adjustment, that person might blow a bloody wind again, or maybe a rain of blood, but they never imagined that Nangong Han at this time seemed to be even stronger than when he first stepped on the palace.

The Imperial Forest Army who rushed to Nangong Han's side froze in place in horror by this thunderous blow, but Nangong Han did not stop moving forward in the rain.

He walked with a dashing sword, his wrist was slightly raised with every step he took, and the cloth robe waved a sword slightly, when he waved, the wide sword body buzzed, bent and bent as much as possible, whistling and waving like a steel whip, wrapped in raindrops and a cool breeze snapped out, and a figure flew up every time the sword came out!

The sword slashed through the rain, a dull hum, figures flew out, and howls of fear resounded through the palace square, which had been dead silence before.

Nangong Han, who walked all the way, swung his sword easily and casually, and could even be described as indifferent, just like driving away night mosquitoes in summer, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he was calm as usual. Lin Ji, who was also following him, could no longer remain calm, and a look of shock flashed in his incomparably bright eyes in the dark sky.

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