Standing beside Luo Yu, Du Liuyun counted the number of people for a long time, no more, no less, exactly thirty people. Ten evenly distributed to one person was just enough if she wanted to get out and do it herself.

"Ya Shao, are you all the dead in the heavenly realm like this? Scratching your face is easy to face, not afraid of being seen by others The origin of the original identity, ruthless enough, non-toxic and not husband I have seen today. ”

She hung on Luo Yu's arm, pretending to admire and surprise.

Xiao Jian bluntly hugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression: "You ask me, who am I going to ask?" I'm no more familiar with the Heavenly Realm than you are. "In the past thousand years, where did he go to know who these people in white who suddenly appeared. The only thing that can be confirmed is that these people are coming for their own group, and they don't want them to find the secret hidden in the Wind Thunder Valley.

"Forget it, anyway, in the end, it's just a group of people who want to sleep here."

Raising his head to look at the expressionless Luo Yu, Du Liuyun looked leisurely: "I'm thinking, are these thirty people ten of us, or are you two sent away with fifteen of each person?" ”

"The second one, there is no choice."

Luo Yuhu stroked her head and decided. While there is no doubt that her martial arts are currently the highest among these people, it is also true that she is a ticking time bomb. God knows when she will appear to scatter her skills, although the aura of the fairy realm has stabilized her current martial arts, but the martial arts of these people in front of her do not know the depths, and they know that they will definitely not be weak. Such an unknown enemy can be dealt with by him and the laughing sword. Her body, which can be sharpened a few points in one use, is still good to deal with the sudden situation, although Luo Yu doesn't even want this to happen.

"Yes, with us here, how can it be your turn to do it."

The laughing sword is dull and idle. If you dare to do it here, then it proves that the other party knows the identities of the three of them, and knows the identities of the three of them and wants to kill them, so you don't need to ask, it can only be that their actions have touched the sore spot of some people, so that they have to kill people with dead people. And he and Luo Yu are here, no matter what angle they think about, there is no reason to let Liu Yun do it, unless the two of them can't hold on.

"Then it's decided, you guys, I'll watch the show."

Duliuyun suddenly retreated from Luo Yu's side, found a big tree with very thick branches that could be used as a chair to sit on, and sat on the branch to watch the changes in the mountain rain that was about to come.

"If you don't do anything, I'm going to take a nap here."

Leaning on the branches, crossing Erlang's legs, Waliuyun said without any nervousness. These dead soldiers, who didn't know which horn they came from, were regarded as spices for their travels in the heavenly realm, and she believed that Luo Yu and Xiao Jian Dull could handle it.

As if they had received an order, the two figures moved at the same time, and the afterimage suddenly flew out with a shaking, directly hitting the white-clothed dead soldiers who surrounded them.

From beginning to end, the dead men in white did not make the slightest sound, they neither wanted to speak, nor could they speak, because in addition to their faces being scratched, even their tongues were cut off, and the dead men did not need their own language, nor their own emotions. It is enough to follow the orders of the Lord and complete your tasks.

"Brush!"

With the sound of drawing their swords in unison, and their agile bodies like opponents, thirty white-clothed killers raised their swords in unison to attack, and they happened to be divided into groups of fifteen, besieging Luo Yu and Laughing Sword Blunt respectively.

The first to rush into the encirclement of the white-clothed dead man was Luo Yu, Ji Du stabbed out, slashed the ground with knife energy, and captured these fifteen opponents. The laughing sword was a little slower, and it circled the remaining fifteen dead soldiers.

The two of them came into contact with the white-clothed killers, and they felt the pressure, and it was not easy to deal with, this group of white-clothed dead soldiers obviously came prepared, and they never thought of going head-to-head with them from the beginning.

In particular, between their offensive and defensive advances and retreats, the match is simply seamless, no matter how Luo Yu and Xiaojian blunt rush and dodge, they can raise their swords to intercept just right, so that the opponent cannot break through the sharp net that they shuttle and weave.

Moreover, this group of dead soldiers has obviously undergone strict and precise training, and their moves are focused on results and efficiency, without the slightest tricks.

The purpose of a knife is to cause the enemy to die, and there is no intention of temptation at all. Therefore, their knife techniques are all fast and sharp combinations, and there is no room for people to breathe.

They may not be the masters of the sword, because they do not pay attention to imposing and graceful.

However, there is no doubt that they are all people who know how to use knives, and they know that knives can kill people if they have a few points, and they are lazy to use all the moves that cannot kill, and they disdain to use them.

In the face of this kind of enemy who does things to kill, as their opponent, they don't need to think much about what they have, they only need to do it in four words. All your strength, counter-killing.

These white-clothed dead soldiers are really immortal, so it's okay to be merciful, it has never been the style of Luo Yu.

The white-clothed dead man's sword array is fierce, swift, and the momentum of Luo Yu's throat is even more majestic, and between the enemy, often when the enemy's sword momentum has not yet come out, the Jidu knife in his hand has already sealed the opponent's knife path.

If it was one-on-one, the white-clothed dead man would have died hundreds of times; If it is one against five, the white-clothed dead man still can't withstand the surging sword power of Luo Yu.

However, with one to fifteen, the containment from the entire other sword formations made Luo Yu often have to turn around to save himself when he was about to injure the enemy, thus creating a stalemate in the battle.

Laughing sword blunt, another situation, although he is not as good as Luo Yu after countless bloody battles, reborn from the dead, but he can also be regarded as a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and his experience in facing the enemy is extremely rich, in the intertwined dense knife net, his body is light and agile, and he seems to be at ease in moving and dodging.

Both sides are fighting to the death, although the dead soldiers in white have suffered casualties, but these people seem to be just a cold machine, without the slightest fear, still changing the formation, shrinking the battle circle, and biting the opponent to the death.

Standing high on the tree, crossing the clouds to see clearly, within two hundred moves, the two of them can have the upper hand, after three hundred moves, it will be even, if you can't end the battle within five hundred moves, I'm afraid that you will suffer.

For the word loss, Duliuyun is absolutely unacceptable. There is always no way to let the enemy suffer, and there is no reason to let others suffer.

The matter has come to this point, seeing that Luo Yu and Xiaojian are not able to quickly deal with the enemy for the time being, Du Liuyun secretly calculated in his heart that it is completely impossible for these thirty dead soldiers to come out to deal with her. And the so-called fair fight with the dead is important, unless the brain is broken. In these days, is there anything more important than saving a small life? Her people are more important than anything else.

In the heavenly realm, she has never entered the heart of her master, and she has never known what her master wants, so after seeing that her master has chosen the path of falling to the sky, all she can do is choose the lower realm, and one day, ask him face to face, why did he do that. However, there is only this, nothing else, from then on, there is no important person, no one who can make her care. Then, she entered the world in the lower realm, and experienced a bizarre life, still alone, coming and going.

Until this time.

She didn't even know if her fate of being reborn from the suffering realm was delineated at the beginning, or if the Emperor finally couldn't help but take action, so she had what happened to her current pseudo-prophet. However, in the past few decades in this life, she has truly realized what real life is. Love and hatred have basically been experienced, which has made her know that human beings are not only malleable, but also the most capable of breaking through everything.

It seems like a lot to think about.

Twitching the corners of her mouth, she secretly laughed at the fact that she could still think of a lot of mess in this situation. The most important thing at the moment is to kill those bunch of dead soldiers and make them real 'dead soldiers'.

The mind turned, the red light behind her flashed, and in an instant, the air bloomed with heat, and there was a faint sound of thunder, and the sharp edge brought a hot cry, bursting and splashing in all directions, even though there were sharp long knives branching out, blocking in front of her, these long knives were still cut into pieces.

"One Thought, Xuan"

After the endless sword shadow condensed, it splashed between heaven and earth, and countless sword light cold rays flew and staggered at the same time as the sword shadow, so the sword shadow shattered and rose, extinguished and regenerated, and the blazing sword light and the cold sword light were staggered, and the sword light was ruthlessly devoured.

In her end, the blunt pressure of Luo Yu and Xiaojian decreased sharply, and Du Liuyun's first move was the best move, and a blood path was cut out between the two, blood splashed, and the stump and broken arm flew into the air, and then fell to the ground, the white clothes were stained with blood, falling into impermanence, and the white clothes were better than the snow, not stained with red mud.

Luo Yuxing's eyes were cold, and his sweeping figure stopped suddenly, only to see others soaring into the air, his evil breath entered his heart, his eyes entered, and he raised the Jidu knife obliquely with one hand, and his robe made a strong sound in the wind.

"Falling Heaven: Star Slashing Technique!"

The huge blade came from between the void, and the rumbling thunder roared, followed by the shadow of the knife nearly a hundred meters, and slashed towards the ground, as if running through the universe and the firmament.

There was no tragic cry, only a rain of flying blood, with dismembered corpses, sprinkled from the sky, and in an instant, one by one, the living turned into piles of broken rotten flesh.

This fluffy shredded flesh splattered on the body of the dead soldier who besieged the blunt laughing sword, and even the dead soldier would instinctively feel fear of the call from the infernal part, which was a shock from the depths of the soul.

After all, it was his friends who killed the enemy, and the enemy who was killed was the enemy who wanted to kill him, and he was not so kind and sympathetic to the mortal.

He slowly raised the heavenly knife in his hand, the fingers of his left hand gently stroked the blade, with the tip of the knife for a minute, inch by inch upward, the movement was light and elegant, the clothes were elegant, and the gestures showed a clear and free demeanor, but the few dead soldiers who surrounded him who didn't know why actually felt their hearts beat faster, their breathing was getting shorter, cold sweat was dripping, and a suffocating shadow of death rose to their hearts when the tip of the knife stared at their chests.

Two rays of blue light rose from his eyes.

"Heavenly Decision!"

At this time, the blunt demeanor of the laughing sword was still relaxed and chic, but his whole body exuded a terrifying aura of slaughter, and the moment the sword dragon opened his eyes, his heartbeat and breathing should be in line with the flashing light on the sword's body.

"Whew-"

The sound of the rag bag falling to the ground came from mid-air, and it was the sound of the body of the white-clothed dead man slamming into the ground after Du Liuyun's sword pierced a dead soldier who had slipped into the air and wanted to attack her.

This sound is like a code. The smiling sword blunt and the white-clothed dead soldiers, swinging their swords out at the same time, fast! The eyes were so fast that they didn't have time to react to the scene in front of them, the cold light flashed, the figure fell, and after the laughing sword blunt and the white-clothed dead soldiers staggered by, and exchanged places, the clanging sound of metal intersection broke through the air.

The dead soldiers who had besieged the laughing sword blunt maintained their motionless movements, and they had a few breaths for a few breaths, and then their bodies burst out with blood like a fountain and fell to the ground one after another.

There was no one alive except the three of them, and a breeze blew with a pungent smell of blood, and the rustling of leaves in the wind was playing the music of the victors.

"Do you have to wait until I'm big before you can follow the big moves? I really don't understand what is the reason for your mutual temptation to play, but since it is your habit, I can only say that this habit is not very good, and it needs to be improved. ”

Spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders and complained that this move was done in one go, Du Liuyun took the Yanque sword back to the scabbard behind his back, smashed it on his shoulder, and then carefully examined the two of them, and saw that there was no major problem except for a slight panting of internal breath disorder, so he put his mind at ease: "Let's go, since they have chosen to be a dead soldier, they naturally have the consciousness of heaven and earth." ”

Then her eyes flashed, and she grabbed a belt with her right hand, not too dirty, and grabbed a small gold medal in the dirt mixed with blood and water in her hand.

If you choose to attack them, you must be prepared to go and never return. In these days, the strong are respected, and the winner is king. Crushing is always the most pleasant.