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Xiao Dong took a closer look and found that it was indeed the same as Jian Wushuang said, these things were not human beings at all.

Because the sound of the wind blowing just now doesn't look like it comes from a human body at all.

"It's a puppet paper man of Islamgate!" Sudirman suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, even they are here now!" ”

"Puppet paper man?" Xiao Dong frowned.

The surrounding figures, all dressed in black and white robes with a hood on top, had no specific faces, only half the size of a human, and all floated in the air. But it's so lifelike that if it weren't for the good light in broad daylight, it would definitely be indistinguishable.

These paper figures swayed gently, as if they were being manipulated, without their own consciousness.

"Hahahaha, now you have nowhere to escape." A group of people dressed up like puppet paper figures walked towards them. The first of them was a yellow-skinned old man with an upside-down sheep's beard and a pair of gloomy eyes, which were ill-intentioned at first glance.

"My little princess, you can make it easy for me to find it."

"The Grand Duke!" Sudirman exclaimed again, looking very uneasy.

General Rambo led the team and chased out of the building, including the young master of the alder gate, who also came out of it.

"Where else do I think you can go?" General Rambo sneered, containing anger.

"Ouch, what's wrong with General Rambo, who has never been defeated?" The old man, who was called the Metropolitan Governor, saw the appearance of General Rambo, and suddenly smiled in a strange tone, "Being embarrassed by these little dolls is really an eye-opener for the old man." ”

"Governor, don't talk cool here!" General Rambo's face sank, and he shouted, "At least, I won't be like you, who only know how to hide behind as a shrunken turtle, specializing in simplicity and being an afterthought." ”

"Look at what you said, I'm your elder anyway, so I can't be polite." The Metropolitan Governor smiled when he spoke, but his gloomy eyes were glowing with coldness, "Success doesn't ask about the process, you ask about the result." In the end, the one who can beat the little princess back is the hero. ”

"Just you? Also worthy of being a minister? General Rambo snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "You are not enough to be a sect, what qualifications do you have to compare with the royal family." To be a hero, it is not enough to be qualified. ”

"Really?" The Metropolitan Governor also sneered, "Then let's see, Prince Su Zheli, what will he do?" ”

The Metropolitan Governor and General Rambo spoke in the wrong tone as soon as they met, and the discerning person could certainly see that these two teams of people didn't seem to deal with each other very much.

Xiao He laughed and said, "What can I do about this? There is only one little princess, but there are so many people who want it, how to divide it? Why don't you fight and decide the winner? ”

"Little doll, shut up for me!" The Metropolitan Governor glared, and was teased by Xiao He, he was obviously unhappy, "Are we stupid?" Sandpiper and clam fighting, you want to take the opportunity to go? ”

"Governor, now that you know this, don't talk any more nonsense." General Rambo's face turned pale, and he said, "First of all, whether it is my army or your Islamic Gate, they are all serving the prince, first take down this group of thieves and bring them back to the little princess." ”

"That's what I mean, too." The Grand Governor regained his smile.

"This kind of thing, of course, is missing my alder door." The young master also followed at this time and said, "Grand Governor, General Rambo, do you have any opinions?" ”

"Of course." General Rambo is naturally willing to have more than one helper.

As for the Grand Duke, he snorted and did not speak. It seemed that he was not happy to participate in the alder, but he did not say that he disagreed.

"I think it's better for you to leave as soon as possible." Xiao Dong stared at the young master, squinted his eyes and said, "I just didn't want my life just now, if you don't know what to do, you will really die." ”

"I still don't believe it, you can take my life." The young master looked annoyed, he was beaten by Xiao Dong's thousand Buddha hands just now, if it wasn't for the other party's eagerness to leave, he would probably be seriously injured.

"Then go ahead and give it a try." Xiao Dong Juque was horizontal and did not show weakness.

He had made the decision to withdraw because of other forces, and he was worried that if he delayed, he would attract other enemies. Sure enough, just as he had guessed, Islam got the news and immediately came.

This is good, Xiao Dong and they have to deal with three forces, namely Islam, Alder, and the royal family's Rambo army.

These three parties, no matter which team they are, are all local powerhouses and are not easy to deal with. What's more, now these three teams are still hugging together and attacking together. Next, there will definitely be a tough battle.

However, Xiao Dong has nothing to worry about, although these three forces are strong, he is not afraid.

Jian Wushuang is a master who is not too big to join in the fun, he was originally here to find an opponent, and he wished that a master would come out to fight with him, and the more the better. Faced with this kind of scene, he was not surprised, and a blazing fire appeared in his eyes: "It's really getting more and more interesting, they are all good masters, but I don't know if I can block the sword in my hand." ”

A sharp sword light, accompanied by his last word, burst out suddenly.

All at once.

The three forces launched an attack at the same time.

General Rambo's blue heavy sword, the vines of the Alder Gate, and the puppet paper man of Islamgate.

For a time, the demons danced.

Xiao Dong and the three of them formed a triangle and surrounded Yixiu and Sudirman in the middle to prevent them from being attacked.

Chilling blue blades, ever-changing vine whips, and puppet paper figures that can be manipulated at will. Don't look at these puppet paper figures of Islam are all made of paper paste, but they are not fragile at all, under the chanting of the Grand Duka, those paper figures suddenly seem to come to life, and their bodies seem to be endowed with some kind of strength, and they are no longer soft.

These paper figures are already small, flying around, basically clinging to their opponents.

Xiao Dong and Jian Wushuang's aura exploded, condensing into a protective shield, looking for an opportunity to attack while defending.

Jian Wushuang's Chixiao Sword was not wasted at all in his hands, but Xiao He, although he was holding the Longquan Sword, his power was not small, but he was almost hit several times, if it wasn't for Jian Wushuang to help him block it, I am afraid he would have been scarred.

When he helped, he kept muttering: "It's really a tyrannical thing, a tyrannical thing, a ......." ”

Xiao He's head was full of black lines, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but scold: "Jian Wushuang, isn't it that my cultivation is a little worse than you, when I catch up with you, I must take the Longquan Sword and defeat your Chixiao Sword." ”

Jian Wushuang pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Between you and me, isn't it just a little worse?" ”

Xiao He has completely lost his temper, who made him the weakest, and he always had to rely on Jian Wushuang?

"If it goes on like this, it's really hard to show your strengths." Xiao Dong frowned and said.

Although they were besieged, with the two main forces of him and Jian Wushuang, it was not a problem to deal with it, but he was worried that if it dragged on, it would become more and more disadvantageous. Now that even Islam is here, I am afraid that other forces will also be moved.

As far as he knows, the sect power in India is not only the Islamic Gate and the Alder Gate.

They are only two of the three largest local sects, and there are still more than a dozen or twenty sects large and small that have not appeared, and the most important thing is that Buddhism, as one of the three major sects, has not yet appeared. It's impossible for Buddhists to ignore something as big as this.

I just don't know if it's friend or foe?

Jian Wushuang frowned, glanced at Yixiu and Sudirman in the middle, and said, "It's really quite constrained, if another group of people comes, we will probably leave with injuries." ”

"I hope that Buddhists will stop joining in the fun." Xiao Dong muttered.

Yixiu happened to hear it, and immediately argued: "It's good that the Buddhists are here, and our Buddhists will definitely promote justice." ”

"Really? Are you a Buddhist? Xiao Dong asked.

"Aren't all Buddhists?" Ikyu said with a smile.

Xiao Dong rolled his eyes and said, "Having said that, there are people with bad intentions everywhere, and the people of Buddhism are here, and they may not be on our side." ”

If it had been released before, Xiao Dong still believed that the children of the Buddhist family should all be self-cultivation, kind and righteous people. However, since the Shaolin Temple disaster, he has completely realized that there are bad people everywhere, there are good people everywhere, black is not necessarily black, and white is not necessarily white. It's just that under the constraints of a certain identity, their desires are hidden in the dark and unknown.

"Xiao Dong, you hold on, I'll break them!" Jian Wushuang said suddenly.

I saw him rush out with a bang, his long sword straight, and locked on General Rambo.

General Rambo wanted to resist, but unexpectedly found that his body movements seemed to be forbidden, and it became extremely difficult.

"One word sword!" Jian Wushuang let out a low shout, and the Chixiao Sword pierced through like a long rainbow, stabbing straight at General Rambo. A majestic momentum locked the opponent's body and made the opponent severely suppressed.

General Rambo gritted his teeth, obviously there was nothing around his body, but he seemed to be overwhelmed by a stone. Seeing Jian Wushuang's long sword stabbing at him, he exerted all his strength, shouted, and finally raised the blue heavy sword in his hand to block.

But it was too late, and once Jian Wushuang locked on him, he would definitely be defeated.

Whew!

Jian Wushuang's blade changed, and his body fluttered in a strange arc, winding around General Rambo's side, and the soft sword intent was sharp again, and a sword pierced his armor.

General Rambo let out a cry of pain, his armor stained red with blood, and he grinned back.

Xiao Dong raised his eyebrows and muttered, "This guy, I'm afraid it's only now that I'm starting to show my skills." ”

The sword of the sword is unequaled, it comes and goes freely, there are no prescribed rules and routines, and there are swords in the heart, and there are swords everywhere. This kind of artistic conception can be achieved by a few people. In layman's terms, as long as he wants to attack a person, he can create a sword at any time, and you can imagine how terrifying Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship is, because where he is, is the world of the sword in his hand.

No wonder he can rank thirteenth on the list of rivers and mountains with a Chixiao sword, not without reason.

General Rambo was originally an offensive character, and the young master was a side knock and focused on raiding. Now that the tank of the Great General has been broken, it can be described as a big gap for them.

Xiao Dong found the opportunity, swept sharply, and repelled the young master.

Jian Wushuang undertook it, and finally attacked the Grand Duke.

The Metropolitan Governor didn't know what he was muttering, and those puppet paper figures swayed wildly. Like a nest of hungry leeches, swarming into a swarm of bees, rampage.

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth sneered, and he jumped forward, his sword intent hummed, and the sword cut through the chaos like a quick knife, and he slashed the puppet paper man into pieces.