Mr. Zuo seemed to be completely unaware of the danger at the moment, and was vigorously resisting the combined attack of the two sword masters.

What galloped was a round scimitar, to be exact, a round green steel short knife, about two inches. On the blue steel short knife, there is no engraved inscription, and it seems to be unremarkable.

But no one dared to ignore its existence, it appeared so quietly, and flew towards Mr. Zuo without any movement, and he didn't know where the person who threw out the blue steel short knife was hiding.

This person must be a master who is proficient in secret attacks, when the crossbow arrows were fired before, according to the speed of the Qinggang short knife, there seemed to be many opportunities to sneak attack, and it was not too difficult to solve Li Xiuyan, but he had been holding back, not exposing his existence at all, but he saw that Mr. Zuo was dragged by the two swordsmen and could not get out, and it was difficult to avoid in the face of sneak attacks.

Even though Mr. Zuo has profound skills, he is entangled by two swordsmen, and at this moment, there is a sneak attack with a green steel short knife, and it seems that he can only fight to the death.

The other party in the darkness seemed to have known about Mr. Zuo's existence for a long time, and Zhang Wuli and Jin Cheng had briefly attacked, and the two swordsmen did not make a move, but stored their spiritual energy to prepare to deal with Mr. Zuo. It's really interlocking, and it's enough to make a living.

Waiting for the appearance of the Qinggang short knife, Li Xiuyan's side, everyone's faces were dead silent, they were hit hard by crossbow arrows before, they had already suffered heavy losses, and their morale was low, thinking that Mr. Zuo was very skilled and could lead everyone to escape from Ascension, so it seems that no matter how strong Mr. Ren Zuo is, he can't avoid the front and back attacks, is everyone going to die here tonight......

In the midst of despair, there is hope, but the taste of fleeting is really uncomfortable.

However, there are always people who are well prepared and everything is under control, just like the scheming Mr. Zuo, who has lived in seclusion for a long time, how can anyone really understand his strength and strategy.

"Hey, you're finally showing up. Mr. Zuo smiled coldly, as if he had known that someone had attacked, which was really terrifying. I saw him fold his hands, his green shirt rose with the wind, his white hair rushed to the crown, his forehead was faintly green, and his mask trembled, shouting: "Dark boy, come out", I saw that the pendant at the cuff of his green shirt exploded, and a tiny puppet with a humanoid appearance appeared.

Between the lightning and flint, the guy with good vision saw clearly, this is a humanoid puppet imitating Mr. Zuo, with black wood as the base, about the size of a fist finger, and there is a blood-colored halo overflowing on the puppet's face, this carving is really vivid, and even the green shirt and white hair, the mask covers the face, but it is tied with red ropes on the limbs, which is obviously controlled by people.

The appearance of this humanoid puppet affected the two swordsmen on the opposite side, and their physical and mental weakness began to shake slightly, and the two flying swords were also swaying, as if they were about to fall, and Mr. Zuo vaguely seemed to have signs of getting out of trouble.

Long-term control of the flying sword, the consumption of not only Danhai, the empty mountain of the two places of the storage of aura, but also the consumption of the mind is also quite large, after this battle, if the two swordsmen are lucky to win, it will also take a year to get back to their senses.

"This is the ......", everyone began to be suspicious, not understanding what this suddenly appeared humanoid puppet was, and dared to face the green steel short knife, after all, it can be used as a hole card to kill Mr. Zuo, it must not be a conventional short knife, but this humanoid puppet seems to have aura, and does not mind the other party's offensive.

And the leader of the other party saw the appearance of the humanoid puppet at this time, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, this left madman really has a back hand, and even the ghost puppet is willing to take it out, tonight's plan, I'm afraid it will be in vain." I just didn't expect that he really had a ghost puppet. ”

"Nether puppets!"

"This is the Nether Puppet ....... ”

Li Xiuyan also recognized that Mr. Zuo was a humanoid puppet, and a few people who were still alive couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, this is a ghostly puppet that is better than a hundred to see", Zhang Wuli's face was pale, obviously seriously injured in the melee and he lost too much blood.

"This nether puppet itself is worn by the owner, and it is nourished by painstaking efforts every day, and it also has to absorb rare herbs and medicines, which is extremely difficult to refine, and very few people succeed. However, if it can be refined, it can be one with the master's mind, and it can help the master resist the danger of life at a critical moment, and it is also extremely beneficial for cultivators, but if it is not used well, it will backfire the master, mess up his mind, and suck up his heart's blood, so although the aura is large, very few people in the martial arts rivers and lakes have successfully refined, so it has not been a ghost puppet for nearly a hundred years. This Mr. Zuo is really unpredictable. Jin Cheng was also secretly startled when he saw Mr. Zuo use the ghost puppet, and he didn't know how many hole cards Mr. Zuo still had.

It's too late, it's fast, at this moment the Netherworld puppet and the green steel short knife began to touch together, and I don't know what material this Nether puppet is made of, extremely tough, the frightening blue steel short knife flashed with cold light, breaking through the air, but it couldn't leave any traces on the Nether puppet, just sporadic sparks, this is not that the green steel short knife is not sharp enough, but the Nether puppet is really hard.

The green steel short knife touched the ghost puppet, and it couldn't be broken for the time being, and it also turned around in the air, and began to return to the night, not knowing where to go, the speed was so fast, as if it had never come, and no one knew where the sneak attacker was hiding, Li Xiuyan gathered together, alert in different directions.

Although he blocked the fatal blow of the Qinggang short knife, Mr. Zuo was obviously seriously injured, and blood began to spill from the corners of his mouth. The Netherworld Puppet and the Master were in a heart-to-heart connection, and resisted the attack of the Qinggang Short Knife with a hard body, but because Mr. Zuo forcibly summoned the Netherworld Puppet, his breath began to be unstable, and at this moment, under the attack of the other party's two swordsmen, his mind was confused, and his body was a little unable to stand firm, and it was also shaky in the eyes of others.

It is expected that Mr. Zuo has been immersed in martial arts cultivation for decades, but tonight he has fought to such a point, and it is the first time he has met him, and his fate is hanging by a thread at this moment.

glanced at Li Xiuyan's side, and after confirming that it was safe, he only heard a "return", and Mr. Zuo didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said loudly. At this moment, the Ming Furnace Flying Sword got rid of the predicament and returned to Mr. Zuo's side, and the other party's two flying swords were also in the hands of the swordsman.

"For decades, I have found the treasures of the world, and it took a lot of effort to refine them into nether puppets, wear them by my side, meditate and observe every day, chant the Heart Sutra, and dare not slack off, seven days a month, do not eat grains, breathe and breathe, and become a world of my own, so as to avoid the backlash of the nether puppets, since I entered the realm of synaesthesia, with my identity as a sword master, plus the physique of a warrior, in the past few decades, no one has forced me to use the Nether puppet, and I cannot seriously injure me. Mr. Zuo coughed up a mouthful of blood and said with a lack of breath.

Li Xiuyan hurriedly went up to help Mr. Zuo, and at this moment, Mr. Zuo waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to.

"Netherworld puppets, they haven't appeared in the martial arts rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, but I heard the master talk about it, and I thought it was just nonsense in martial arts practice, but I didn't expect to see it tonight, it was really extraordinary." The other party's swordsman seemed to be more seriously injured, and he swallowed and vomited every word.

Mr. Zuo didn't pay attention to the other party's words: "I always thought that in the realm of synaesthesia, it was difficult to meet an opponent, until the last time in Ningzhou Li Mansion's Qi Baht Building, I had a few moves with Your Excellency, although my skills are not as good as mine, but my body is agile, and my moves hit the key point, which makes me sigh that Ningzhou City has such a master." The martial arts rivers and lakes are very large, and some people only have one side; the martial arts rivers and lakes are very small, and I didn't expect that this pass still met Your Excellency. That night, you're afraid you only used six successes. Mr. Zuo muttered to himself at a hundred-year-old banyan tree in Bison Pass, ignoring the two swordsmen who were fighting.

It turns out that the real danger is the owner of the other party's green steel short knife.

"I remember", Zhang Wuli said to Li Xiuyan: "Last time on Mrs. Li's birthday, many people came to send congratulatory gifts, antique cheats, and countless treasures. But that night, there was a sound of fighting, which disturbed the grandfather's rest, and Mr. Zuo chased him out when he saw this, saying that he had made a few moves with the other party, but he did not return. Later, after the inventory, there was nothing missing, indicating that the other party did not find what he wanted, but he could walk away under Mr. Zuo, I am afraid that there are not many people in this Ningzhou City, but I didn't expect to chase it tonight, and also joined forces with the two swordsmen, this preparation is quite complete, but this Ningzhou City, I really can't think of such a person, but who is this person?"

When Li Xiuyan heard Zhang Wuli's words, he did not reply, but together with Mr. Zuo, he looked in the direction of the hundred-year-old banyan tree, as if he wanted to find out the person.

At this moment, the mountain wind is getting stronger, the cold is pressing, the bright moon is hidden in the dark clouds, the bison pass is darkened all of a sudden, everyone is staring in the same direction, this bloody battle has passed an hour, but it seems that a long time has passed, it is really a bloody blade, not soft at all, but I don't know how many people can go out alive tonight, or sleep here, the practice world of the weak and the strong, although it has long been accustomed to fighting and killing, and has long left the word life and death behind, but when the death period is approaching, there are always some unwilling, so the people present have a trace of sadness。

At this moment, in the face of Mr. Zuo's words, the other party after the hundred-year-old banyan tree did not answer, it seemed that there was no such person, or the other party did not put Mr. Zuo in his eyes at all.

"Well, in that case, I can only invite you out. Mr. Zuo recalled the Ming Furnace Flying Sword, standing alone in the middle of heaven and earth, his white hair flew even more, obviously desperately absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to fill his body, his body began to shake, and his skin was already oozing blood.

Seeing this scene, the two swordsmen on the opposite side couldn't help but scold: "Crazy, this is crazy, it's just dead." With that, he also summoned their respective flying swords to protect the bloated leader.

Li Xiuyan said anxiously: "Mr. Zuo, no. "It was as if I knew what was going to happen next.

Mr. Zuo ignored the gaze next to him, immersed in his own world, at this moment the white hair danced wildly, the green shirt was broken, and there was a faint "although there are tens of millions of people, I will go" manly temperament. "Since Your Excellency doesn't come out, then I have to ask you to come out."

"Go", Mr. Zuo's right hand pointed directly at the hundred-year-old banyan tree, the sword moved with his heart, the open furnace had been nourished for decades, and he had already understood Mr. Zuo's intentions, and galloped away with the sound of breaking the sky, his sword momentum was strong and heavy, faintly, and there was an unyielding sword intent from Mr. Zuo, and even the air was affected, with a slight fluctuation.

The swordsman on the opposite side couldn't help but admire: "Mr. Zuo is Mr. Zuo, and his comprehension in the realm of synaesthesia is already much beyond me." If it takes time to become a master of gathering spirits, I'm afraid it's not impossible, but today, I have to explain it here, it's a pity, it's a pity. "Obviously, this swordsman is very recognizant of the strength of the helper in the dark.

"Look at the progress of the situation", another swordsman took over: "When the day dawns, we have to leave, otherwise when the sun appears, our gentleman will not be able to hide his body, and then he will ......."

The leader in the darkness was a little unhappy when he heard this: "If you want to live, don't say more." "Don't give the two swordsmen a look at all.

"Yes, young master", the two swordsmen, only promised, no longer spoke.

I saw that the Ming Furnace Flying Sword was rushing towards the crown of the hundred-year-old banyan tree with sword intent at this moment, and it seemed that it had aimed at the target.

In the canopy where the moon does not shine, there is a dark shadow that has merged with the night, and it is difficult to detect that someone is ambushing here unless you look closely.

Feeling the majestic sword intent of the Ming Furnace Flying Sword, this black shadow began to move, and it was also running the aura of the whole body, ready to fight hard.

"Huh", the open furnace arrived in a blink of an eye, stabbing at the black shadow, at the same time, a cold light flickered, and it greeted it, and sure enough, it was still the Qinggang short knife from before!

"If it's really him", Mr. Zuo muttered to himself, his hands did not stop, the open furnace rushed up again, and the Qinggang short knife also bypassed.

The other party did not say anything, still waiting for the best time.

"Your Excellency still hasn't shown up?" Mr. Zuo pointed with both hands, and the furnace chased the black shadow, and after a while, a figure floated next to the leader of the other party, and the furnace also returned to Mr. Zuo's hand.

I saw that this person was short, like a dwarf, his whole body was covered by a black cloak, leaving only a pair of eyes, and the Qinggang short knife was hidden somewhere, obviously this person was a master who was good at sneak attacks in the dark.

The leader of the other party said to the dwarf black shadow: "It's almost too late, let's fight quickly, we must get this thing tonight."

The dwarf black shadow nodded, looked at the two swordsmen, and only said two words: "Do it." Listening to the cold voice, it was a man.

At this moment, there are not many people left in the opponent's lineup, except for the two swordsmen, the dwarf black shadow and a few swordsmen, the others have long been lying on the ground, dead or injured, and there is no possibility of playing again.

And Li Xiuyan's side, relying only on Mr. Zuo alone, he has resisted several waves of attacks from everyone, and even the sneak attack of the dwarf man has not been successful, thinking of this, the two swordsmen can't help but blush, hearing the words of the dwarf black shadow, the two swordsmen also re-summoned the flying sword, they understand that as long as they kill Mr. Zuo, that thing will be at their fingertips.

Mr. Zuo also knows that dwarf masters are good at sneak attacks, as long as they find the right opportunity to fight head-to-head, the victory is still on their side, but with two swordsmen dragging him back, I am afraid that he will not have the energy to take care of the ubiquitous sneak attack.

Mr. Zuo summoned the open furnace and took a deep breath, as long as he could stand for a while, he could not take a step back.

If you can't dodge, then fight.