Li Luo snorted lightly, the blade of the hand was interrupted, Bing Xinjue spared no effort, surged out, and the figure that was as urgent as a sharp arrow suddenly stood still, grabbed Yunfei's waist, fell backwards flatly, and with one kick borrowed his strength, he kicked back on the centipede hook. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The assassin holding the centipede hook didn't expect Li Luo's strain to be so fast, and before he could withdraw the hook, he felt a cold internal force rolling up along the centipede hook, and in the snap of his fingers, the assassin's chest seemed to be pierced with thousands of ice needles, and he couldn't help but snort miserably.

Before the voice fell, Li Luo bounced up, his hand broke off the knife swing, Ye Feizhi was broken, and the knife qi went into the place where the centipede hook poked out, and the miserable snort stopped abruptly before more than halfway.

Seeing this, the assassin in the forest didn't care about hiding his figure, jumped out from behind the rocks and trees, and chased after Li Luo and the others without saying a word.

This time is really a fluke, if it weren't for the assassins who hastily set up an ambush, the two of them are probably more auspicious, although Li Luo is not weak in martial arts, but he is good at the battlefield, and the hidden assassinations in the rivers and lakes know very little.

Without waiting for Li Luo to regain his breath, the sound of his clothes breaking through the air had reached a few steps behind the two of them, Li Luo's face was cold, and he was not angry, he rose up and jumped over the low tree in front of him.

This time it was not a poisonous arrow, but it was a more difficult hidden weapon to prevent, sleeve arrows, flying knives, thorn thorns, triangular darts, dark green sons, the names that were called, Li Luo had never seen them, all of them pounced on the two like blood-sucking locusts.

Li Luoren was in mid-air, couldn't dodge, held up Concubine Yun with one hand and threw it out, taking advantage of the momentum to fall to the ground, breaking the knife and picking up a few hidden weapons that were originally shot at the ankles, narrowly avoiding it, and after landing, his body flashed out like a projectile and caught Concubine Yun.

Concubine Yun snorted, and only then did she rise and fall, like falling into the clouds, and only then did she come back to her senses when she fell into Li Luo's arms.

Li Luo grabbed Concubine Yun's delicate body, did not stop for half a minute, just jumped out of Zhangyu, a wide-backed knife cut off the head, the knife was terrifying, the blade was still far away from the two of them, and he felt a chill on his scalp.

Li Luo's expression became more and more indifferent, he looked at the falling blade coldly, suddenly abandoned the knife, and slowly poked out a finger, which seemed to be extremely slow, but for some reason it was impartially pointed on the back of the knife that was like thunder, and the knife suddenly dispersed, and the big knife stopped in mid-air, paused, and flew out.

Someone in the dark forest sighed softly, if the Confucian who had just blocked Li Luo and the two of them was here, he would definitely be surprised, Li Luo's finger flicking technique was similar to the fingering technique of the Confucian Sheng who had just broken the strength of the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the assassin behind him was already close, a copper rod, a thin sword that was three points narrower than an ordinary long sword, and devoured Li Luo's vest like a poisonous snake.

Li Luo didn't have time to turn back, Bing Xinjue's heart reflected the external image, his body suddenly shook, and the assassin behind him was secretly taken aback, Li Luo's body seemed to be a strong grass in the wind, and when he trembled slightly, his back seemed to be a few more, and he was confused, and the internal force gathered on the blade could not be implemented, and he slid past Li Luo's side.

Li Luo narrowly avoided the thin sword, and it was too late to avoid the copper stick again, and the gong luck vest suffered a hard blow, and he rushed forward with the strong internal strength on the stick.

Although the assassin with the stick behind him hit Li Luo, he was sad and wanted to vomit blood, and a cold internal force passed along the copper stick, although he had not suffered internal injuries, but his body was cold, this cold internal force broke through the true qi of the body, and rushed into the meridians, and he couldn't help but shudder, and a mouthful of internal force was dispersed, and his feet were in chaos.

The assassin was shocked, if Li Luo attacked with a backhand, he was afraid that he would die on the spot, and hurriedly withdrew the copper rod to protect him, and when he raised his eyes again, Li Luo was already a few steps away, and his body seemed to be knocked away by the copper stick, hiding against the assassin with the knife.

At this moment, the assassin was shocked by the knife, and the big knife that was swinging away had not been withdrawn, Li Luo had already pounced on him, and his right hand slapped out, hitting the assassin's heart, the assassin couldn't, so he had to raise his palms to resist, and the two palms were connected, silently.

The assassin was slightly stunned, and the internal strength in Li Luo's palm was gentle and gentle, without the arrogance of breaking the big knife for half a minute, but he gently pushed the assassin away three steps.

It's just that he didn't wait for the assassin to get angry, Li Luo grabbed it and slapped it lightly, and the assassin took three steps back, so he exchanged five palms, and the three of them were already outside the zhang, Li Luo's palm power didn't seem to be strong, but every time the assassin took a palm, he couldn't lift his true qi.

Every time Li Luo made a move, it was actually when the old force had gone, and the new force had not been born, how could the internal force be difficult to gather, and when he took the last palm, the assassin suddenly felt a warmth on his body, and then a cold, lazy and unwilling to even lift his palm, his legs were weak, and he fell into the grass and trees, and could no longer stand up.

Li Luo borrowed the assassin to open the way, escaped from the encirclement, and the last palm shook the heart of the assassin with the knife, and there was no longer nostalgia, and he rose up and flashed into the depths of the mountain like a lightning speed.

A few ups and downs, come to a half-zhang wide stream, the other side of the stream is blowing green leaves, very quiet, if you can wade through the stream, it should be able to fight a line of respite.

Just as Li Luo was about to jump over the stream, suddenly the stream rolled over, and a huge net rolled towards Li Luoyun and Concubine Li, and the cold light appeared on the net buckle, which was actually tied to a sharp blade.

If you are entangled in a huge net, you will fall into the killing game again in a few breaths.

Li Luo's eyes flashed a rare cold light, turned around, hugged Concubine Yun in his arms, his vest was facing up, he lay down flat, and before Concubine Yun's back touched the ground, his right palm slammed on the boulder next to the stream, and flew out upside down against the water.

The huge net brushed Li Luo's back, the clothes on his back were all torn, and a few drops of warm and wet water fell on Concubine Yun's face, with a faint bloody aura, Concubine Yun was as quiet as ever, but the jade hand holding Li Luo's clothes tightened a little more.

After the net, Li Luo was already on the other side of the stream, flashing out like a flash, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

The assassins obviously didn't expect Li Luo to break through the encirclement so quickly, and when they were slightly stunned, on the other side of the stream, Li Luo and the two were gone.

A sharp whistle sounded in the forest, and in an instant, the assassins formed a team of three or five, chasing Li Luo in the direction of the mountain forest, orderly and orderly training.

Li Luo didn't say a word, holding Concubine Yun, and her figure shuttled between the trees and boulders in the mountains, if someone else saw it, they thought it was a ghost in the mountains.

But if it goes on like this, it will eventually be exhausted.

Li Luo's expression was indifferent, he only knew that he was hurrying eastward, Concubine Yun lowered her body, and the whole person curled up in Li Luo's arms, hugging Li Luo's waist tightly.

The two of them didn't say anything, and the sound of the assassin chasing and killing behind them gradually faded away, but the distant whistle seemed to be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the ghost was not gone, although it was impossible to catch up with Li Luo for a while, but it was still hanging from afar.

Among the assassins, there must be a master of tracking, and if it weren't for the fact that the sky was getting darker and darker, the two of them would be in a more worrying situation. (To be continued.) )