The smoke arrows were still very fast, and the cocoon quickly moved a few steps sideways, trying to avoid several smoke arrows, but the attack form of these smoke arrows was completely different from what he had seen at that time.

It turned a corner!!

Breaking the cocoon was able to avoid the range of smoke arrows, thinking that he had turned into this wave of attacks, but he never thought that these smoke arrows turned directly at the moment he avoided them, and still chased after him.

Caught off guard, the cocoon was hit by an arrow, but the strength seemed to be insufficient, and the small arrow wrapped in the black smoke was not too deep, but there was a slight numbness in it.

"Are these arrows coated with anesthetic or poison...... The strength of the smoke arrow is weakened by one point when it turns around. Breaking the cocoon was a little apprehensive, and he couldn't pay attention to it too much, so he quickly turned around in a small area.

Sure enough, after a few turns, the smoke arrows fell to the ground.

The black smoke dispersed and disappeared with the wind. Only a few bright two-inch-long nails wrapped in black smoke and steel arrows jingled down on the concrete pavement.

Before he could rejoice, nearly ten more smoke arrows shot at him. He repeated his old tricks, but he felt that his body was a little sore, his legs began to sink, and his speed dropped sharply.

The smoke arrow appeared, several times longer than before, and the black smoke dragged half a foot, revealing the black shaft of the finger-thick shaft and the sharpness of the cold light.

Seeing the chisel close, the cocoon knew that it could not be avoided at this time, and his hands moved, exuding an illusory hand shadow, and grabbed four of the chisels in his hand.

The strength of the drill rod was so strong that the already unstable cocoon of the lower plate was brought back by nearly a meter.

The other five chisels were also close to his upper body, covering several vital parts of his chest and abdomen, and if he was stabbed by any two of them, he would at least be seriously injured or killed.

The cocoon-shaped birthmark on the chest that had been re-cracked opened, and a small but shiny light appeared in the crack, like a distant star in the night sky.

The internal force in the body began to run automatically, and the tingling sensation in the legs began to fade, and the sense of gravity that had just disappeared quickly returned to its original state.

Breaking the cocoon and screaming softly, he was about to use the four chisels in his hand to intercept the five chisels that were about to shoot into his chest and abdomen, and when the chisels were about to touch the chisels and the chisels, he suddenly felt that his arms were like poking into the viscous mud, and the action of attacking became gentle.

This inexplicable change did not alarm him, for he saw that the five shafts that had been shot at him had almost stopped, and slammed very slowly into his chest and abdomen, without much force.

"It's okay. Song Ziwen and Yang Lao Er rushed over, looking at the steel arrows inserted in the broken cocoon, their expressions were a little serious.

Yang Lao Er snorted lightly, without any expression.

Seeing that the cocoon broke to help, the black smoke stopped pressing forward and slowly retreated a few meters.

Breaking the cocoon and looking to the other side, he saw that the two brothers Yu Zhixin, Guan and Rui and Zhang Laosan were entangled with those masked people, and Yu Zhixin made strange noises from time to time.

To Breaker's surprise, one of the stout men in a mask was like no one among the high-level magicians, and he could knock over a masked demon hunter with a single punch, but this man didn't seem to be helping the Secret Service, only hitting the demon hunter who was blocking his path.

Seeing this, both Breaking Cocoon and Song Ziwen showed dumbfounded expressions, what kind of person can knock over a high-level magician with one punch? Even if some demon hunters may also be quasi-high-level magicians, that person is completely relying on his strength to hit people, and he does not use any spells.

"Quasi-Great Magician?" Breaking the Cocoon and Song Ziwen glanced at each other, full of horror.

Song Ziwen's horror was, "How come you kid has a friend who is a quasi-great magician"?

The horror of breaking the cocoon felt that the masked strong man was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he never thought that this person was Lu Qiang who was destroyed in front of his eyes on Qingfeng Ridge.

Yang Lao Er looked at Lu Qiang, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Yu Zhixin's surprised gaze when he swept towards Lu Qiang, he felt a little better.

Shangguan Changyun and others on the other side were even more confused by Lu Qiang's performance, this kind of behavior that could not exist in reality completely violated scientific theories and the laws of the magic world.

"What kind of person is this, how can he help break the cocoon?" Shangguan Changyun couldn't see the depth of this masked man at all, and frowned lightly, thoughtfully.

Lu Qiang didn't look this way, he looked at himself and rampaged past the entangled magicians, and walked into the thick black smoke without a trace of hesitation.

Black smoke billowed, splashed everywhere like water, and then was blown away by the wind.

Every few breaths, the black smoke will be lighter, from time to time there are fists and kicks into the flesh and muffled snorting sounds, nearly ten minutes, the black smoke almost dispersed, into a mist, can already faintly see the situation inside.

In the black smoke, Lu Qiang was like a tiger, piercing left and right, and the demon hunters in the black smoke didn't seem to have any resistance. There were several ropes hanging down the mountain, and the demon hunter grabbed the ropes hand and foot and used them to climb up the mountain, and in a blink of an eye he was completely gone.

When the black smoke cleared, only Lu Qiang stood alone.

I don't know how many demon hunters there are in the black smoke, Lu Qiang doesn't seem to be easy, Broken Cocoon and the others can see that the masked man's arms are a little trembling, and there are many blood stains on his body.

Lu Qiang looked over at the broken cocoon, and what he saw was not the broken cocoon, but Yang Laoer.

Yang Lao Er didn't say anything, seemed to understand what the other party meant, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and helped Lu Qiang to walk towards the place where the vehicle was blocked.

Although Lu Qiang didn't look at Broken Cocoon, it still made Broken Cocoon's heart tremble wildly, and his body trembled slightly.

Because, he saw the other person's eyes.

A pair of wooden, expressionless eyes!

"Idiot, is that you?" muttered Broken Cocoon, a little dejected, but held back without screaming. Seeing this familiar masked man, he was not sure that this person was Lu Qiang.

Of course, there is another concern about breaking the cocoon. If this person is Lu Qiang, then Dabao must also be nearby, and when Dabao doesn't want to show up, there must be a reason why he can't show up, so even if he wants to confirm it now, he can't embarrass Dabao.

The battle of Qingfeng Ridge was a dead knot that he could never untie in his heart. Seeing this mask man who is suspected of being Lu Qiang now, how can he not make his heart fluctuate and be ecstatic?

Thinking of some possibilities, Breaking Cocoon felt that he had lost some of his temper just now, and immediately reverted to his previous slightly indifferent expression.

"Is it him?" Song Ziwen looked at Lu Qiang, who was helped by Yang Laoer, and asked calmly.

"Maybe. Breaking the cocoon looked to the other side, in fact, his eyes stayed on Lu Qiang.

As soon as the demon hunters on this side left, the demon hunters who were entangled with the Secret Service retreated at the same time, except for a few demon hunters killed by the Secret Service who disappeared, all the injured escaped, and not a single one was left. Fortunately, there was no damage to the members of the Secret Service, and presumably the Demon Hunter did not dare to openly kill the people of the Secret Service for the time being.