A morning light shone on the sleeping Miao Xiaodao through the swaying branches, his eyes suddenly opened, and he jumped out like a leopard, jumping out five or six meters directly.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Three flying knives were nailed to the position where Miao Xiaodao was lying in front of him, and one blow missed, and three more flying knives swished and slashed through the air, hitting the back of Miao Xiaodao's heart.

Miao Xiaodao twisted his feet, avoided the attack of the three flying knives again with incredible footwork, opened a distance of more than five meters, raised his middle finger behind him, and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

"Grandma's legs, after killing a hundred and a hundred, killing the small ones and the old ones, this is the rhythm of consuming the buddies!"

Miao Xiaodao's body was like a ghost, almost silently running around in the forest, and he also attacked and killed eight Qin family swordsmen who surrounded him and Hou Chengyu all over the mountains.

However, there is a cloud in the soldiers: killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 yourself, this statement is not wrong at all. Miao Xiaodao's cultivation at this time was only a fourth-order mortal realm, and the Qin family swordsmen who sniped him were all between the third and fourth orders, even if these swordsmen's real combat ability was not good, they were not harmless little sheep to humans and animals, and they still had the ability to fight back.

Miao Xiaodao killed eight people, and his right leg was also pierced by a sword.

For a fourth-order cultivator, Miao Xiaodao's injury was not serious, and he would avoid the wound by adjusting his luck and blood, and he would not bleed a lot without bandaging, and he would be able to recuperate for three or five days.

But where is the time for him to recuperate at this time! The person who shot the flying knife to attack him before was a fifth-order Gang Qi Realm cultivator who was in the Eight Classics, and he was the real leader of the second group of people who chased and killed them. Miao Xiaodao only had to run desperately under the pursuit of the other party, and he had no time to deal with his leg injury.

Leg injuries will naturally affect hiding and running, Miao Xiaodao is being chased by the enemy more and more times, no matter which direction he runs, there are a large number of enemies, he is surrounded, and the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, it won't be long before he has to fight the enemy head-on.

Miao Xiaodao knew that he couldn't run away, so he simply found a stone to sit down, tore off a strip of cloth from his tattered clothes and tied it to his injured leg to stop the bleeding. He didn't know if he would have his life to escape again after a while, but he knew that during the fight, he must not have the spare strength to control the blood from flowing through the wounds.

It's just that in the face of a fifth-order Gang Qi Realm master sitting in charge, and dozens of third-order and fourth-order swordsmen besieging him, is there still a chance to survive?

Miao Xiaodao shook his head, looked at the southeast direction and sighed. He is also afraid of death, especially afraid that after death, no one will be able to take care of Gongsun Jingrou like him.

Thinking of Gongsun Jingrou, Miao Xiaodao's teeth clucked, and he told himself fiercely: You must not die, if you die, others will bully your wife, you must live.

The enemies on all sides had already surrounded them, a group of two people in a total of sixteen groups, plus the fifth-order masters with throwing knives, a total of thirty-three people.

Thirty-three people, thirty-three long swords, and a throwing knife that suddenly shot out at some point. Miao Xiaodao hooked his hand towards the fifth-order master holding the long sword, and grinned: "The fifth-order Gang Qi Realm seems to be very awesome, do you dare to make a few moves with me." ”

In the cultivation world, the eighth-order and ninth-order cultivators are all participating in the path of becoming immortals, and they rarely make a move in the world. The seventh-order cultivators desperately wanted to cross the line of life and death, and they even ignored mundane things. Whether it is a lineage sect or a family of cultivators, the backbone is all fifth- and sixth-order cultivators. Among them, most of the sixth-order Innate Realm cultivators were a major subject, and the fifth-order Gangqi Realm cultivators were the main combat force in external battles.

Compared with the fifth-order Gang Qi Realm and the fourth-order Mortal Realm, it is like a long spear and a short cannon and a broadsword and spear, although they are both sharp weapons, but the long spear and short cannon can kill people from a long distance, and the broadsword and spear can only kill at close range. Generally speaking, fifth-order cultivators have absolute suppressive power over fourth-order cultivators, especially after the Gang Qi is released into armor, it is difficult for fourth-order cultivators to break through, after all, a pervert like Fang Wuxie is still rare in this world.

At this time, Miao Xiaodao took the initiative to challenge the fifth-order cultivators, which was a helpless choice among the thirty-three people and one person. And the Qin family's pursuers were also happy to end this hunt like this. Because Miao Xiaodao's combat power is too strong, in the siege of these two nights and one day, the number of people who died in his hands must have exceeded fifty, if it weren't for the fifth-order masters who came at the end to suppress the formation, these ordinary third-order and fourth-order swordsmen would not have the confidence to keep him at all, so they had to let him gather enough hundred people to kill.

Thirty-two swordsmen lined up in a sword formation in groups of two to prevent Miao Xiaodao from suddenly escaping, and the fifth-order cultivator took two steps forward, shook the long sword in his right hand, and the sound of the sword hummed like a dragon's roar, and hooked his hand towards Miao Xiaodao.

Miao Xiaodao spread out his hands and said a little scoundrel: "You are holding such a long sword, and you don't know how many flying knives are hidden on your body." I don't have a weapon, it's not fair! ”

The Qin family besieged and killed two people with two people, and although the swordsmen were eager to cut Miao Xiaodao into flesh, they also admired this young man who didn't seem to be an adult in their hearts. A swordsman who had been chasing and killing Miao Xiaodao since the night before sighed, shook his hand and threw his long sword at Miao Xiaodao.

"Xie ......" Before Miao Xiaodao's second word of thanks could be spoken, the fifth-order cultivator slashed out with a palm of his hand, struck the long sword back, and said coldly: "I gave you a weapon, do you still want to say that your leg is injured, that you are young, that you are hungry for a day and two nights?" Hmph, there is no fairness in this world, otherwise there would be hundreds of people besieging the two of you. ”

This man glanced at the swordsmen, and said coldly: "You waste, you have made your cultivation soar by chance, but your mentality is still so pedantic, no wonder two hundred people were killed by two people. Give the enemy weapons, why don't you just wipe your neck and commit suicide! ”

Miao Xiaodao applauded and laughed: "That's a good point, I haven't seen a person who can say shamelessness in a high-sounding way for a long time." In these two nights and one day, we strangled each other, although there were more people and fewer people, but we were also above board. They are pedantic, but they are not despicable, they are real men, even if they die in battle, they are also well-known men. It's not like some people, obviously the cultivation is enough to crush low-level cultivators like us, and they still like sneak attacks. The most despicable thing is that the sneak attack didn't kill me, and in the end, it wasn't because of someone's waste that left me here. ”

Everyone understood in their hearts that Miao Xiaodao's words had the meaning of sowing discord, but this statement did make some sense, which inevitably made everyone sigh with emotion, and there was some contempt in the eyes of the fifth-order cultivator.

The fifth-order cultivator did not have the sharp teeth of Miao Xiaodao, and he stepped forward with a distance of more than five meters in one step, swinging his sword and slashing at Miao Xiaodao's head.

The half-meter-long sword gang carried a blazing aura, and the fallen leaves that were rolled up by the sword qi burst into flames, like a fiery snake swooping straight to the top of Miao Xiaodao's head. Miao Xiaodao made a mistake under his feet, his body flickered left and right, and he broke out of Jian Gang's attack range in only three steps, and took another step, and his body unexpectedly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and appeared five meters on the side of the fifth-order cultivator.

The cultivator was shocked, he vaguely felt that Miao Xiaodao's footwork was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, and with a flip of his wrist, the long sword crossed a line of fire, and slashed at Miao Xiaodao again.

Miao Xiaodao took two more steps, ran behind him from the right side of the fifth-order cultivator, and stabbed at the back of the person's heart like a sword.

The cultivator was not afraid of Miao Xiaodao's attack, and as soon as his true qi turned, a fire armor like a substance appeared on the surface of his body. This kind of gang qi can withstand ordinary pistol bullets, not to mention the sword fingers of a mere fourth-order cultivator.

Miao Xiaodao really didn't dare to make a move against the fire armor, took two steps in a row, and turned to the left side of the cultivator. Before he could stand firmly, two throwing knives shot at him, and he hurriedly took two more steps to the front of the cultivator, and once again stabbed the cultivator in the chest.

"I know what kind of footwork you have!" The cultivator smiled coldly, stretched out his left fist and smashed into Miao Xiaodao's sword finger, and the long sword in his right hand reversed and stabbed straight into Miao Xiaodao's lower abdomen, and the true qi around his body suddenly shook, and the blazing earth pole true fire qi was about to cross into Miao Xiaodao's body and burn it to ashes.

"Poof!"

As soon as the cultivator's true qi reached his right arm, he suddenly saw Miao Xiaodao's sword fingers twist around his fist like a snake, and suddenly a cold and shining butterfly knife appeared in his hand, piercing the Gang Qi armor without hindrance, and piercing the heart with a pop.

"It's a silk wrapper! But this, how, is it possible! Even if you're armed with a weapon...... It's impossible to break through my defensive armor! The fifth-order cultivator asked unwillingly.

"At the moment when you summoned your true qi to kill me, there was a weak mess here, don't you know it?" Miao Xiaodao turned the butterfly knife fiercely and stirred it twice, further expanding the wound.

Blood came out of the mouth of the fifth-order cultivator, and he wanted to stir the long sword in his hand like Miao Xiaodao, but the true qi in his body had leaked out of the wound uncontrollably, and he had no strength, and said vaguely: "I, I remember your footwork, this is the person's ...... Nine steps to ......"

Miao Xiaodao didn't wait for him to finish speaking, broke the man's hand holding the long sword and took a step back, pulling the long sword out of his abdomen. Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he cut off his head with a sword, and shouted sharply at the swordsmen: "Death to those who stand in my way!" ”

Then his figure flashed, and he rushed straight to the south.

The thirty-two swordsmen were shocked at first, they were driven by Miao Xiaodao and ran for more than 20 meters, seeing that Miao Xiaodao was about to break out of the encirclement, thinking of the blood oath before the mission, and realizing that if Miao Xiaodao escaped, they would have no chance of survival, and began to desperately besiege it again.

Miao Xiaodao's body had long been exhausted, and he had been hit hard one after another, and he had already reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up. Like a lone wolf, he rushed left and right in the sword mountain, although he killed ten more people, he was also hit by two swords, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Twenty-two people surrounded him tightly, looked at each other to cheer up their teammates, shouted in unison, and reached out to poke forward.

Die! He's dead! The white bones are like mountains and the blood is like the sea, and it is barely worth it to leave like this!

Miao Xiaodao closed his eyes tiredly, waiting to experience the feeling of twenty-two long swords stabbing on his body, and suddenly the sound of banging came like firecrackers, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a purple light "flying" in front of him, and the twenty-two swordsmen were already half lying down.

A black horse of a divine horse rushed into the crowd like a mobile fortress, and there was a bloody man lying on the horse's back, occasionally stabbing out a knife to harvest life, who else could it be if it wasn't Hou Chengyu who was scattered and lost in the middle of the night last night!