Zhu Ding's sword is a sword that no one can associate with a sword-like weapon just by looking at its appearance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it was indeed a sword, a very famous sword.

The name of the sword is Xuanyuan!

This blade, known as the head of the ten ancient Chinese artifacts, does have its extraordinary, and the most inexplicable thing is that from the first life, it will come to Zhu Ding's side in various forms.

Zhu Ding shouted his sword to the night sky, and the sword really flew into Zhu Ding's left hand with a huge sheath.

The divine sword may have a spirit, but it will never operate on its own like a living creature or even be smart enough to obey the call of its master, the reason why it comes immediately is because it has always been carried by Xu Xiangkun behind him, and Zhu Ding's shout is not for it to hear, but to the person who bears the sword.

The sword box was furious, and the "Xuanyuan two words" depicted on the hilt of the sword in ancient Chinese were not contaminated with a trace of water vapor, and the sword was unsheathed, and in this dark rain, in a flash of electric light that fell from the top of the head, it released a glow of ten thousand ways.

Zhu Ding's left wrist vibrated wildly, and the narrow and long sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword danced with it, like the long silk in the dancer's hand weaving layers of wonderful man.

Zhu Ding is running wildly, and Xuanyuan Sword is gently swirling.

Each of the five tigers let their blades pass between the layers of Xuanyuan Sword, and after a few soft groans, the cracked wood became a mess of debris, washed into the mud of the earth by the rain. And the blades of the five tigers finally showed their true posture, but at this time, no one cared about what should have been a shocking scene.

The rain was separated by a powerful force from the distant sky, and another devastating rain of arrows struck towards the Zhu Ding, which had been surrounded by the dancing Xuanyuan sword.

With a "choking" sound, the arrow that was cut off by the thin blade of the Xuanyuan Sword was carried away far away, and it was cone into a drained ashlar stone on the side of the road, making a piercing sound, and Zhu Ding's face became even paler.

This is by no means an ordinary archer arrow, the Xuanyuan Sword is different from ordinary swords, it is more like a sharp and incomparable long silk, when fully danced, it can unload most of the opponent's strength, so that the user can almost ignore the strength of the opponent of the same level.

But even so, Zhu Ding still felt the huge power of the long sword in his hand, he could even clearly perceive the dislocation between the bones, and the unbearable pain of ordinary people invaded all of Zhu Ding's perception in an instant, making his sword-wielding left hand, which had been shaken and dislocated, only had time to slow down the Xuanyuan Sword and hang to the ground.

Zhu Ding has a strange disease, from the chickenpox when he was a child, the poison into the body, although the medicine passed by Zhang Sanfeng saved his life, but the poison raged in his body for a few days, has brought irreparable damage and sequelae to his still very immature body, as long as there is a strong presence in the body, his whole body joints will immediately dislocate and dislocate!

If it weren't for Mr. Wen's proper recuperation for him in the past two years, that arrow just now would have been enough to make him as soft as a dough on the spot!

His right hand was still in severe pain because of the excessive pull of the big tiger and the little tiger just now, his left hand was scrapped after only one blow, and the bones of the whole body did not know how many wrong lines were separated, most of his body had lost the function of movement, and his feet staggered, if it weren't for the exciting Zhou Tianding who pulled him up, he would almost fall to the ground.

Liu Di held the bow and arrow set up at his side and ran near the left side of Zhu Ding, who was carried behind by Zhou Tianding, and the two war hammers that had just been unshackled, and the war hammers that were regarded as life by the tiger on weekdays had been abandoned in the dirty rain without hesitation.

The other three tigers even put the three weapons that flashed with cold light around Zhou Tianding's body, and while running, they guarded against the deadly arrows that would come again without knowing when.

The bowstring groaned softly, and the arrows from the darkness did not give Zhu Ding and the others much respite, and Liu Di opened his bow again in the middle of running, and the flying arrow that only he could detect was deflected into the middle of nowhere.

"Fourth, can you know where that cold arrow is placed?"

The three tigers pulled up Liu Di, who fell to the ground, while running, looked at the other party's violently shaking hands, and asked angrily.

Liu Di was pulled and run by Chen Qiqi, ignoring the violent wheezing of the rain that made him unable to even give a simple answer, he could only shake his head silently, and only replied intermittently after a while: "Every time, the position is different!" ”

Liu Di's short bow was specially refined by Zhu Ding for him with a secret method, and its value accounted for half of the remaining six weapons of the Five Tigers that could be called divine weapons, not to mention its strength, at least before Liu Di completed the refining method taught to him by Zhu Ding, it was difficult to pull that bow into a full moon.

Two and a half moon shots in a row, which has far exceeded the limits of Liu Di's ability, if in normal times, pulling to three percent can still ensure that such accuracy can be regarded as an extraordinary performance, so today, Liu Di is not only exhausted by physical strength, but even his energy is greatly consumed, so that even if he is pulled and run by Chen Qiqi, there are signs of unsustainability.

The cannonballs were almost bombarded after their group, if it weren't for Zhu Ding's explanation of Zhou Tianding's irregular running, they, the outlaws who ran at night to survive, would have become outlaws under the shrapnel flying in the sky, even so, the six doors behind them were getting less and less fast, and the righteous eunuch didn't spare much of his hand against these fasteners.

If it weren't for this heavy rain, the marksman would have been spotted long ago; If it weren't for this heavy rain, these people might have become dead souls as early as the first bombardment.

The quality of this rain is where people can characterize it.

Zhu Ding lay on Zhou Tianding's back with a pale face, but his mind didn't know where he had flown to, what he could do had been done, and now he was a half-wasted person, and he was a pure burden in terms of force.

Zhu Ding thinks that he is just a middle-aged person, and the life with the most far-reaching memory is just an ordinary person who is not excellent or bottom, and the ninth rebirth is also closely guarded in the deep palace, except for this situation more than ten years ago in infancy, this can be said to be the only time that he has personally experienced the event that can even influence it.

But what he can do has been done, he can't find a way to deal with it, he can't do anything and such a desperate situation, the teachings he has learned are all the arguments of the sword of the Son of Heaven to control the world, even if it is Mr. Wen's education, it is also imperceptible to how to calm the people and benefit the country. In addition to urging him to practice martial arts and strengthen his body, Mr. Chun did not teach him anything else.

Because of this, Zhu Ding began to be silent, and even began to give up, and began to give up on himself.

He has always regarded himself as a time-traveler, he has an indescribable sense of superiority, he has a knowledge that is far beyond this era, he has a large number of serious miscellaneous studies that have been stored through the career of the ninth emperor, and he thinks that he has always stood at the peak and looked down on the world.

But it was only then that he realized that what he had always been proud of was nothing but vanity, and that he was still as weak as a mustard, so weak that his life could not be mastered at all. At such a moment, no one cares about the changes he will bring to the world, and he is just a lamb to the slaughter in the eyes of his enemies.

His lips opened slightly, but he smiled helplessly, and returned to silence again, he closed his eyes and stopped looking, feeling remorse in his heart, and deep regret for the five tigers.

All along, he has been constantly instilling the word of righteousness admired by countless people in his heart to the Five Tigers, and at their most edendable age, he has made them into the heroic image of righteousness in his heart, but he never remembers to tell them that the gentleman does not erect a dangerous wall; But I never thought of letting them know what it is to stay in the green mountains without fear of no firewood; Never let them know to value their lives.

Not everyone is like him or has the opportunity to start the next life, he can despise life, but the Five Tigers can't.

Does the disregard for life cause great regret in this life?

Zhu Ding's heart was in sharp pain for no reason, even far overshadowing the pain from the bones of his limbs and bones, making him unconsciously let out a muffled snort.

The vibration under his body became less obvious, and Zhou Tianding began to deliberately control the ups and downs of his running, but the speed did not drop in the slightest.

Perhaps it was Zhu Ding's muffled snort that made him misunderstand, thinking that his violent movements had caused Zhu Ding, who was suffering from the dislocation of his bones, so this tall tiger who had been protected by his brothers began to control the rhythm of his running, but he never thought that such an unnatural run would cause him to lose his physical strength exponentially.

Zhu Ding's slightly wet eyes were startled by a bang behind him, and then he saw that the boss Chen Xiangkun's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which weighed more than sixty catties, was seriously bent by a broken arrow, and the blade that had become a semicircle was heavily pressed against his chest, and after a blood flower erupted from Xu Xiangkun's mouth, the last time the long knife that slapped more than a dozen six doors to catch fast was carried by his own master, flying away towards the dark night.

But this is only the beginning, and the arrows from the dark night are coming in a row!

Chen Baiquail's martial arts are far inferior to Xu Xiangkun, his arms were almost broken by the huge force carried by the arrow shaft, and a long watermark was plowed on the turbid ground under his feet, but from beginning to end, this Erhu, who has always been very afraid of pain, even if he was stung by a caterpillar, he would hum for a long time without making a single scream.

Chen Qiqi threw Liu Di out of his hand with all his might, so as to lay his body behind Zhu Ding, but he no longer had time to wave his weapon to block, and a cloud of blood mist exploded on his left shoulder, and he was kicked away by a petite man in black.

Then, the man in black began to run backwards, leaning her back tightly against Zhu Ding's back.

Oh, the broken blade in the hand of the man in black suddenly disintegrated, and the scattered fragments slid off her black veil, revealing a delicate appearance and blood lines, what she held in her hand was just an ordinary broken blade, and the material of the divine weapon in the hands of the five tigers was very far from the light and agile path that was taken, and under the huge force of the distant sky, even a slight deviation could not be done.

The blade was broken, but the person was there, and at this moment, the petite man in black jumped high, using his body to deflect the trajectory of the arrow, and carried himself deeply nailed to Zhu Ding's shoulder.

The sudden huge force and the sudden increase in weight made Zhou Tianding, who was born with divine power, stumble violently under his feet, and he almost couldn't grasp his balance and fell to the ground.

Zhu Dingqiang endured the new injury on his shoulder and the strong pain from the joints of his body, and when he turned around, he saw the woman in black who was also looking back at him.

He saw the woman's face convulsed tightly because of the pain, but it did not look ugly and terrifying, but it was a different kind of beauty, he saw the woman's bright eyes as if to tell him apologies and relief, he saw the woman's reflexive sword cut off a piece of flesh and blood on her back, cut off the shaft of the arrow, separated his body from Zhu Ding, and left Zhu Ding's last hope for life.

Then, he could only watch as the woman, who showed her true face in front of Zhu Ding for the first and only time, was blown into a puddle of minced flesh by the ensuing cannonballs, scattered all over the filth and mud.

Zhu Ding became more and more indifferent, the woman's death did not make his low emotions stir up a little, and now he seemed to be really a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, as if he had been frightened stupid by the sudden bloody scene; is like a mean-hearted fortunate person, looking at the people who are injured or killed for him, and he is not moved.

Zhu Ding looked up expressionlessly, except for Zhou Tianding, who was still running tirelessly on his back, there was no one around him, and on the way out, stumps and broken arms could be seen almost everywhere, and the rain had been dyed red by the blood of these people.

He could hear someone shouting not far away, it was a man who was also being carried behind him, he could hear the man's anxiety, but the people around him did not hear his voice, and did not rush to protect himself as he commanded.

It's good that they can't find the shooter in the dark night, and a skill like them is just delaying time, and it doesn't help the overall situation, and they are already in a catastrophe today, maybe the next moment, there will be a last arrow through their throats, piercing through the tiger's broad back, and sending the two brothers to another reincarnation.

"Good brother, if we can meet again in the next life, I will definitely ...... you without reservation"

Zhu Ding really wanted to take a second look at the immature face of this brother who seemed to be going to accompany him to death, but the whole body could no longer be controlled, although the power of that arrow was offset by the woman in black with her own body, but it still made Zhu Ding's already overwhelmed joints all broken.

He sighed silently, leaned his head on Zhou Tianding's back tiredly, and waited for the last moment to come. There was only a way out of the trap in front of him, filled with human bodies and craters, and there was no way out of the trap in front of him.