Jun Chengdao recognized the purpose of the small dagger in the hands of these swordsmen, so he knew that his sword had to be unstoppable, and once it was blocked, then he would lose the weapon in his hand and would most likely be injured by these hidden weapons.

His opponent wasn't prepared to fight him fairly from the start, so Tu Jian had to be fast, steady and ruthless, and his moves had to be novel.

He ignored the guys who were blocking him below, and instead used the tip of his sword to fend off, jumping up and slashing at him from the air.

The two swords intersected and sparked, but the strength of the wooden sword was unimaginable, so the man who jumped up was ejected back before he could hit the ground.

This is a professional warrior who will never let up in battle, so even if his body is extremely loaded, he still shoots the short sword with a high-pressure airbag in the air.

Jun Chengdao did not withdraw the sword after blocking with the tip of the sword, but his body retreated, and the wooden sword was dyed red, and it was supported by a rich aura and floated in the air, horizontally towards the air, and slashed at the short sword that burst from Jun Chengdao's body, and there was an instant gap on the blade of the short sword, and soon cracks began to occur from that gap, and the short sword burst open and turned into a puff of dust.

Jun Chengdao and the four swordsmen behind his legs rushed forward in unison, and they all shot out together to form a sword net with their long swords, and slashed towards Jun Chengdao's body, while the spearmen behind also chased after him and shot at both sides of Jun Chengdao.

Jun Chengdao's body rose up and fell behind him, but his feet were still tightly pressed to the ground, and then his feet exerted force, and his body floated in the air like a piece of paper.

This move not only dodged the slash of the lower sword, but also dodged the stab of the spear on the upper body.

Jun Chengdao's action was originally supposed to fall to the ground, but the aura floated, and he quickly stood on the ground again like a person who had nothing to do.

This momentary action happened so short that even a very professional fighter could not make such a quick judgment.

The dyed red had returned to Jun Chengdao's hands, and the swordsmen who held the long swords were only left with a short cut of the sword body.

Jun Chengdao used his qi to resist the sword, and he had already cut off these swords while dodging these sword moves.

The swordsmen and spearmen stepped back, unable to quickly stab towards Jun Chengdao without the flexible protection of these arrows in front of them.

While the swordsmen retreated, in order to contain Jun Chengdao who was running forward, they shot four small swords in the direction of Jun Chengdao, and at the same time, Jun Chengdao threw the red dye in his hand, and the speed of dying red was like a bullet, and the air could be seen to be pierced like a barrier with the naked eye, and then even the sound of breaking the air could not be heard.

Jun Chengdao did not use the wooden sword to block the short swords flying towards him, the wooden sword rushed towards those soldiers at a very fast speed, and the spearman raised the gun in his hand and pulled it with his right hand holding the handle behind him, the mechanism on the spear.

Several special capsules popped out abruptly from the rough handle made of alloy, and then countless small missiles like flies and mosquitoes hit Jun Chengdao in the same way, like a rainstorm pear blossom.

The short sword approached Jun Chengdao's chest, but the aura around Jun Chengdao's body formed a force of energy, and the air control circle was activated.

Most of these short-lived powers had been unloaded by Jun Chengdao, who continued to walk forward, and then he made a push forward movement with his hand.

The four short swords reflexed back in unison, just enough to cut off the tiny missiles that had just been hit.

It's just that these missiles didn't explode after they were hit, but emitted huge smoke, and some extremely small missiles were still hitting in the direction of Jun Chengdao, and there was a faint holy light on these missiles.

These are some missiles with tiny runes engraved on the seal, just enough to suppress the aura used by Jun Chengdao.

Therefore, the air supremacy circle did not have any substantial impact on such a thing, and he still flew towards Jun Chengdao.

Just as these missiles were about to touch Jun Chengdao's face, Jun Chengdao just hooked his fingers, and the small missiles like flies and mosquitoes all hit Jun Chengdao's brown and black wooden sword in unison.

There was still a faint trace of blood on the wooden flying sword that flew through the sky, and the swordsmen had fallen to the ground, with no breath, but Jun Chengdao couldn't see it in the smoke, and those spearmen were nowhere to be seen.

With the smoke entwined and disappeared, but Jun Chengdao did have the eye of heaven with him, Jun Chengdao saw that the poisonous smoke had risen, and he did not retreat and counterattacked, and raised the small wooden sword in his hand, and then killed into the enemy formation.

But soon Rothschild's reinforcement arrived.

This is a team of long swords and short swords, the short sword is still a short sword with a high-pressure airbag, and the long sword is a long sword with an iron chain.

These special swordsmen use modern magnetic technology, and after throwing out the knife in their hands, they can fly through the air like a qi cultivator, although they are only mortal bodies, they can play the posture of cultivators.

At this time, Jun Chengdao seemed to be surrounded by groups, but in fact, he was at ease. On the periphery of the smoke, there were some spearmen who had already pulled the mechanism on the pear flower gun.

These pear flower spears are bundled with a special smoke, which is a specially customized medicine for qi refiners like Jun Chengdao, ordinary people may smell it and just have fatigue, but those who use aura will lose their combat effectiveness when they smell it.

The swordsmen threw their long knives out on the periphery of the smoke, their purpose was to kill Jun Chengdao, not to care about the lives of those inside.

But it soon became clear that something was wrong.

In the chaotic smoke, there were still screams of teammates, and several injured teammates crawled out of the smoke, and it could be clearly seen that the special armor of this teammate had been torn, and Sen Ran's sword qi was still on his clothes eroding his flesh, and his chest had pierced sword marks.

The swordsman used the magnetic force on his body to absorb back their knives, and these knives were densely cut out, densely withdrawn, and indeed did not touch any trace of Jun Chengdao.

Wait until the smoke clears. Jun Chengdao is no longer in the smoke.

A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded behind them, perhaps representing death, extremely faint.

"Is this all of you? ”

Soon, several swordsmen suddenly fell to the ground.

These swordsmen also had the kind of short swords with air bags stuck in their chests, which were originally standard for this team, but such weapons ended up leaving fatal wounds on their bodies.

The fact that these wounds were inflicted by the weapons of the Rothschild soldiers only tells one thing.

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