"Stand still!"

The god catcher shouted, one arm on the ground, the thin body rose horizontally, the right foot stomped on the lower edge of the round table leaning on the ground, whirring and whirring, the marble table top weighing more than 100 pounds rotated and churned, and was held by his left hand in the middle of the bottom support, as a giant stone shield in front of him.

"Here comes the knife."

With the shield in his hand, his body kept moving, he let out a low shout, and rushed towards the old arrow of the heavenly soldier.

When Su Ge heard the master's call, he picked up his waist knife and was about to throw it over, but was stopped by Ding Bao, but saw him take off a hanging knife from the wall next to him and throw it towards the god catcher.

Airplanes. The old arrow of the Heavenly Soldier moved his left hand, and a dark golden light shot out of the air, and the target was the hanging knife thrown by Ding Bao.

"Good time."

The god catcher suddenly screamed. It stands to reason that the giant table shield completely obscured his vision, and it was impossible to see a small metal arrow shooting, but he was like an unpredictable prophet, almost at the moment when the little arrow of the heavenly soldier left his hand, he suddenly took a big step towards the right front, and the marble table shield in his left hand drew a short arc, which was obliquely aligned and straight, as if he had calculated the route of the small arrow, avoiding the weight and light, and hitting the arrow body with the edge of the table.

Burst.

The marble table was covered with powder, and a bowl-sized hole was missing, and the god catcher was also shocked back half a step.

But the dark gold arrow was also successfully knocked away, deviating from the previous angle, and buzzed towards the uninhabited place on the side of the courtyard.

"Not good."

Ding Bao subconsciously glanced in the direction where the arrow was flying, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaim, but at some point, the white Gu Sect Leader had already sneaked out of the inner hall in a dog-crawling posture and crawled over there, and coincidentally, this small arrow that was caught by the god shot straight towards him.

The small arrow was knocked hard by the god hunter before, and most of its strength had been lost, and after shooting Gu Jiao's oracle, it failed to penetrate directly like before, but it still dragged his entire body forward with huge force, and with a bang, it slammed into the courtyard wall before stopping. And Gu's head was suddenly like a watermelon that had been thrown from a ten-story building, red, white, and black...... Rotten to the ground.

Although Ding Bao did not have a good relationship with this stubborn and rigid old pedant, he was still stunned when he saw such a tragic scene, and his fists creaked.

Raising his head suddenly, his eyes were like swords, and he fiercely looked directly at the old arrow of the heavenly soldier who was approaching the inner hall step by step like a demon god.

The god catcher knocked a small arrow with a shield in his left hand, and accurately caught the hanging knife thrown by Ding Bao with his right hand, but unexpectedly, he only lifted the handle upside down, and the knife was on his back, and the entire defense was still advancing only on the heavy marble table shield in his left hand.

Although the marble table top is thick and strong, if it is head-on, I am afraid that I can't resist the fierce shooting of two or three small arrows, but the use of the god catcher is extremely exquisite.

The huge round table top weighing 1560 pounds rested in his hand, but it was as dexterous as a small Teng Dun, knocking, cutting, smashing, smoothing, carrying, rubbing, scraping...... The very unreasonable usage of the one-style style, combined with his own eagle-like vigorous and changeable body and footwork, not only smashed the small metal arrows shot one by one, but also maintained a slow propulsion.

The marble table top has been scratched one after another with deep scars, almost no place is flat, and there is no integrity in the edge of the table, there are gaps the size of bowls, stone chips are flying in the air, and dust is all over the sky, as if in a limestone kiln.

In this case, Ding Bao couldn't see it clearly with his eyes, but the god of capture didn't seem to need to look at it at all, the marble table shield was completely covered in front of him, but he seemed to be able to fully perceive the opportunity, and judged the trajectory of the metal arrow without deviation.

Of course, it is not easy to knock small arrows, but it is difficult to grasp where to go.

The god catcher is facing forward, and naturally many people in the courtyard are accidentally injured by the small metal arrows that are shot indiscriminately, but he attracts the heavenly soldiers, compared to the previous heavenly soldiers, the tragic scene of everyone being pierced through the body is much better, at least no one dies lightly.

Suddenly, Ding Reservation noticed the pair of gray ears that looked a little strange to the god of fishing, which seemed to be covered with a head object during the banquet before, and couldn't help but wonder: "Gogo, what are the ears of the god of fishing?" ”

Su Ge's hand has been clenching the waist knife, seeing that the master has temporarily stabilized the situation, his heart is slightly relieved, and he has time to reply: "Master, his old man was a 'cold man iron clothes' in his early years, and later in a big war, his ears were injured and his hearing was lost. But because he is too sensitive, he hides under the belt when there are many people on weekdays. ”

Ding Bao suddenly understood, it turned out that the god catcher actually relied on this pair of white-clothed god ears to judge the trajectory of the arrow breaking through the air.

Suddenly, the heart moved, the god catcher relied on hearing to block the small arrow, and whether it was the heavenly soldier Wu Mei of the day, or the heavenly soldier Lao Ya today, it seemed that his sanity was very problematic, not like a normal person with conscious judgment, so what did they rely on to judge who to kill and who to kill?

Or is the legend of "Blue Sky Death" actually true?

Is there really someone standing in the distance and playing "Qingtian Death", so as to use the sound to manipulate the heavenly soldiers to kill people?

Ding Baozheng frowned and pondered, over there, the distance between the god catcher and the old arrow of the heavenly soldier was already less than a zhang, and he was on the verge of a hand-to-hand encounter. Su Ge couldn't help but stand up, Ding Bao wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he also stood up.

Seeing that the distance was almost there, he deliberately slowed down the pace of advancement, paused, took a long breath, stretched his muscles and bones, and instantly condensed all his strength. Sure enough, he paused, but the old arrow of the heavenly soldier on the opposite side did not stop, just when the old arrow took a step and had not yet landed, and the two of them were closer, the eagle eyebrows of the god hunter were upside down, the falcon's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted:

"Brute! Death! ”

Before the words fell, the whole person shrank behind the stone shield, his legs were vigorous, and he slammed into the heavenly soldier like a galloping horse with the stone shield.

The distance was too close, and the old arrow of the heavenly soldier didn't have time to pull out the arrow again in the arrow box behind him, but he was not in a hurry, his face was expressionless, and the three dark gold arrows left between the left and right fingers were thrown forward with all his strength, buzzing and buzzing, like a swarm of bees out of the nest, and the scalp exploded when he smelled it.

Boom. The marble tabletop, which had been battered by the vicissitudes of life, could no longer withstand the frontal shot of the three dark gold arrows at such a close distance, and it fell apart and exploded.

And at this moment, in the sky full of stones and crumbs, the god catcher who shrank suddenly rose, and the hanging knife that had been silently behind his back, from the bottom to the top, replaced the complex with simplicity, and flashed through the training, and a fierce and domineering knife wind was swept out, stabbing obliquely, and slashing towards the old arrow of the heavenly soldier.

This knife, unexpected, unprepared to attack the enemy, the choice is the old arrow of the heavenly soldier footsteps, will not fall, the center of gravity is floating, and the exquisiteness of the knife, the domineering of the knife intent, are only seen in Ding Bao's life, just look at it from a distance, I feel that the scalp is numb and the legs are soft, not to mention the old arrow of the heavenly soldier who is the brunt of it.

This brazen blow that has been attracting but not being attracted seems to be about to directly cut this heavenly soldier into two halves!

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