"Playing Guan Yu pushed Zhong Kui to the spring, and as a result, he blew up four teammates, which can be blamed on me, but this time I really don't blame me. This ancestor soaked in urine and paralyzed the war horse a few hundred meters away, can you blame me? ”

Squirrel Hang is desperate for this task, obviously he has chosen Wangcai, and he feels that with the protection of this powerful demon beast, he can save his life even if there is any accident.

And arson is such a thing, where is the convenience of the flying sword to prosper and wealth, just let this little milk dog go, let him run to the Honglu Temple and spit out two mouthfuls by himself.

It's a seamless plan.

As a result, this genius's idea was slapped in the face just after it was first implemented, because this little ancestor had a soak of urine on the road.

Because of the evolution of IQ, human beings' fear of monsters comes from seeing monsters wield. But for animals, the smell of apex predators is already a formidable threat.

The range of hunting for ordinary beasts is far more than a mile, not to mention the demon beast like Wangcai, which surpasses the beast. Wangcai soaked in urine, and the smell dispersed in the wind, and a few war horses outside the Honglu Temple went crazy.

These horses were originally used for daily patrols, and they were usually tethered to wooden stakes, while the horses were struggling frantically, making the strangle mouth bloody.

The hooves flipped around, kicking several soldiers around him into the air. In the end, he couldn't even pull the stake, and was pulled straight from the ground. The crazy war horse galloped in the direction away from Wangcai, and along the way, he didn't know how many people were killed, and stepped out of a bloody path.

Such a mess naturally alarmed countless people, and the so-called infiltration became a complete joke. There will be no more lone soldiers, so naturally they can't change their clothes and sneak in.

The people in the other directions are fine, and it is too late to retreat now. But Squirrel Hang's side is in trouble, and the guards are not stupid, seeing the war horse go crazy, they will naturally look in the opposite direction to find the reason.

When Squirrel Hang heard the sound of the commotion, he didn't react to it to be related to Wangcai's soaked urine, and when he was surrounded by those soldiers, Squirrel Hang didn't know how it was exposed.

Furious, Squirrel Hang turned around and said loudly to the NPC cannon fodder of the Qingjie Gate: "I knew there was an inner ghost!" Your surname is Chen, right?! ”

The innocent NPC was surprised and said, "How do you know? ”

Squirrel Flight: ......

Taking a deep breath, Squirrel Hang faced these pursuers who were gradually surrounding and discussing, he drew the long sword at his waist, and his eyes became firm.

"In that case, I'm going to kill Squirrel Hang today!"

Now there is no point in talking nonsense, the number of water words is a matter only for third-rate writers, and the only way to fight is to fight a bloody way.

Squirrel Hang suddenly looked majestic, and let the cannon fodder of the Qingjie Gate next to him rub his eyes, why did he suddenly seem to be a different person, the person who died obscenely before......

just sighed, but saw Squirrel Hang grab Wangcai who was chasing his tail in circles. The back of the fleshy neck was lifted by the squirrel hang, and the little milk dog whimpered dissatisfiedly, and the breath of fireworks was already spewing out of its nostrils.

"Very good, what you want is this momentum, Wangcai, the decision is yours!" After saying this, Squirrel Hang threw the flesh-like wealth to those figures who were constantly approaching.

The poor dog crossed an arc in mid-air, and it seemed that there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, how dare you throw me?!

Squirrel Hang, you're dead!

That was Wangcai's last thought, and then he hit someone's head.

As for Squirrel Hang, he turned around and ran away without hesitation, leaving behind Mr. Chen, who was stunned.

"Your righteous and awe-inspiring appearance just now was actually used to confuse that dog, right?! It's shameless to even lie to dogs! Mr. Chen suddenly realized.

Squirrel Hang doesn't feel shameless, when he should sell his teammates when he plays the game, he decisively sells it, if he hadn't taken the initiative to buy four teammates when he played Guan Yu before, how could he have played such a beautiful record of 1234 in the end?

Squirrel Hang runs very directly, the effect of light power +3, coupled with the light skill recorded in the "Red Lotus Sword Dance" that he just learned, although he runs a little sissy, but the speed is really fast, and Xu Lin, who is in the realm of transforming the gods, may not be able to catch up.

This is the awesomeness of the player's skills.,After choosing to release, it's basically the best state.,There's no play mistakes or the like.。

Mr. Chen is not stupid, although he knows that he was sent to be cannon fodder, but who wants to die if he can live.

Squirrel Hang drew his sword and didn't completely pretend, after all, those soldiers were already surrounded from all sides.

Squirrel Hang rushed out two soldiers with spears in their hands, shouting at him, "Kneel down and surrender!" ”

Squirrel Hang ignored it, the skill was activated, and it instantly entered a state of time standstill, and the movements of the two small soldiers who had been trained but had not practiced any internal skills were suddenly frozen.

"Zhuzi Hundred Swords" - its speed is like the wind!

Squirrel Hang's Zhuzi Hundred Swords only have three moves, and this recruiter's swordsmanship is the only move to attack strongly, and after the internal force is infused with the long sword, it turns into a shock.

The two creeps were almost all red "flaws", and Squirrel Hang picked one at random, brushed the two swords and hit them easily.

Before the two minions could react, they fell down with blood spurting from their throats, and they didn't even realize how they were stabbed by the long sword, obviously the spear in their hands attacked at a longer distance!

There are always people who say that on the battlefield, martial arts masters are inferior to the army. The actual reason is that there are too few martial arts masters. The army can pull out three and a half million, three or five million people at any time.

How many avatars can there be like Xu Lin? The whole world, I don't know if it's enough for 100,000. There are always people who say that discipline and formation are more important than martial arts, and the battlefield is crowded, and there is no place for masters to toss and turn.

In fact, no matter which battlefield in ancient and modern China and foreign countries has not reached the level of crowding, it is the queue before the fight, and after the melee together, it can still crowd people, and it is still a ghost, and ordinary people can't use it with a spear.

On the battlefield, the emphasis is on the narrow road where the brave wins, and ordinary people are the opponents of martial arts masters. Whether it is strength or speed, whether it is reaction or precision, it is all crushing.

Of course, if you use five hundred archers to shoot a salvo of one Transformation God Realm, of course you will win, and you let five hundred Transformation God Realm also use bows and arrows to try? Three stone bows against one stone bow, and ordinary people on the opposite side can go to the position of opening the bow, even if the martial arts master loses.

Squirrel Hang does not have the realm of transforming gods, but in fact, it is not much worse than the master of transforming gods, at least much stronger than the head of Zhang Feng who has not stepped into the god at the age of seventy or eighty. The long sword stabbed and killed two soldiers, and continued to break through.

Where did these soldiers who rushed to the front have any ability, they couldn't stop the squirrel at all, and he easily killed through the encirclement that had just formed.

At the same time, the teams that infiltrated in the other four directions also made their own choices, and they were exactly the same.