Looking at the players who leaned over to his side step by step, Yijian Fenghou's face was full of disdain, no matter how many people like this could only do such things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Despite how much he hated such a person in his heart, the Marquis of a sword had to be forced back step by step.

The sword that was injured by the sword, although it was not fatal, but it disrupted all his internal breath, if he didn't use the strength of the last condensation to use the sword of the Yuan Shen, then the result would be two.

Torrential rain of pear blossom needles.

Ten thousand swords of armor-piercing arrows are fired.

Many people have been putting their minds on a sword seal, but they have forgotten that there are still three people in the Juyi League, and everyone's thoughts are almost the same, as long as there is no sword god, then the three people of the Juyi League are not enough to see at all, and one person can drown the three of them with a mouthful of saliva.

What they never expected was that the people they didn't care about would suddenly get into trouble.

Breeze Liu Xing replaced with an armor-piercing arrow, and shot overwhelmingly at the players who surrounded the sword seal, although the power of this armor-piercing arrow is not large, but it can penetrate and shoot at others one after another, not to mention that this time it is to cover Yu'er.

After a rain of arrows, many people felt like they had been bitten by mosquitoes, and looked strangely at the place where they were bitten, but were surprised to find that it was not a mosquito, but a needle, and the place where the needle was pricked had begun to turn black.

Then, many people covered their necks with their hands, and their expressions were very painful, as if they had been swallowed by something, and finally their eyes rolled and they bled to death.

was suddenly attacked by the two of them, and five or six thousand players were killed in an instant.

It's not how powerful Wind Willow and Yu'er are, as long as these players are too dense, some people are still directly fatal by the arrows of Wind Willow Row, just because there are too many people, and they can't dodge, more precisely, it should be: the line of sight is blocked by the people in front of them, and they can't see any arrows shooting at themselves.

Seeing that after repelling everyone, the wind and willow did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately helped the injured sword seal marquis up, retreated to the side of the silkworm cocoon, and looked at the players around him with a look of vigilance.

Yu'er spared no effort to use the Rainstorm Needle Dragon, hovering around the silkworm cocoon as the center point, as long as there was the one who didn't have long eyes rushing over, the Rainstorm Needle Dragon would beckon to him.

Everyone only woke up at this moment, they had been ignored by themselves because of the Seven Swords of Juyi, and there was also the existence of Zhuge Lian's crossbow blowing the wind and willows, and the femme fatale Yu'er, these two people were not ordinary people.

"Spread out and keep your distance." One person suddenly reminded everyone to keep a certain distance to prevent them from being shot by the other party if they were too dense.

Breeze Liu Xing's face was bitter, and he glanced at Yu'er and said, "It's not a way to go on like this, as long as they rush to us, we can't hold it at all." ”

Yu'er didn't reply to the words of the wind and willows, but looked at the sword sealer: "Sword God, are you seriously injured?" ”

Yijian Fenghou didn't speak, just sat cross-legged on the side, breathing, he had to quickly straighten out his breath, so that he could have the strength to fight, otherwise he would only be slaughtered by others.

Although she knew that the Marquis of a sword was healing, Yu'er asked symbolically, and he didn't answer, and smiled unchanged and said to Feng Liuxing: "If you want to go, you must also take things away, otherwise it will really come in vain, don't forget how many brothers have been sacrificed to take this box." ”

Breeze Liu Xing gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It's a big deal, just fight with them and break the net." ”

"These little soldiers, no matter how many kills they make, it won't help." Yu'er looked into the distance, showed a disdainful smile and said, "They are all hiding behind, it seems that it is not easy to kill them." ”

After following Yu'er for a long time, Breeze Liuxing naturally knew what she was talking about, but she was speechless.

"Why don't you go first with the Seven Swords and the Sword God." Wanluo on the side suddenly spoke, and tears could still be seen on her face.

Yu'er turned around, walked forward and hugged Wanluo and said, "None of us can leave, if we say that we will defend this person together, how can we leave him or you too?" ”

"But ......"

Wanluo wanted to say something, but Yu'er stopped her.

Yu'er smiled and said, "The most important thing you should do now is to beg the lover in you to break out of the cocoon quickly, otherwise everyone will finish playing." As she spoke, Yu'er pointed to the cocoon.

Yu'er and Breeze Liuxing continued to be on guard, and after the two of them joined forces just now, they shocked everyone in a short time.

Wanluo approached the silkworm cocoon, stroked her mouth lightly and muttered: "Chouzhuo, come out quickly, someone is going to bully me, when you were in the cave, didn't you protect me desperately?" Why haven't you come out at this time? ”

As she spoke, Wanluo's tears fell again, she was afraid, she was afraid that she would die if she was white in the southeast, northwest, south, north, south, west, and northwest, she was afraid that Yu'er and Breeze Liuxing would also die, and she was afraid that the sword god who suddenly helped her would lose her life because of this, but what she was most afraid of was that the hermit in the cocoon would never come out.

At first, she preferred to believe Yu'er's words, saying that Cao Zhuo would break out of the cocoon; But after such a long time, the cocoon did not move at all, and she was really scared.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you cry, and I don't look like you at all."

When they heard this, Yu'er and Fufeng Liu Xing were stunned at first, and then looked at Wanluo with surprise in their eyes, but Wanluo's face was as usual, just like the pear blossom with rain, and they didn't feel any surprise or surprise at all, as if what they heard was taken for granted.

But Yu'er and Breeze Liuxing didn't take it for granted, because this sentence was said by the sword god who was meditating and healing.

A sword seal marquis looked at Wanluo with affectionate eyes and a somewhat heartache-stricken gaze.

Wanluo ignored him, crying and saying, "What's your business?" ”

Yu'er could already conclude that these two people had known each other for a long time, but how could Wanluo have something to do with the Sword God? Why haven't you heard Wanluo say it all this time?

Yijian Fenghou's expression was a little blank, then he smiled and closed his eyes again.

"There are only four of them, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, we all rushed together, and we didn't believe they could shoot us."

The sound of the surrounding area continued to rise and fall, encouraging the players present to rush towards the cocoon.

Affected by the surrounding factors, many players rushed over in a hurry when they saw someone take a few steps out first, for fear that they would suffer a loss if they were one step late.

yes, there are so many people, I don't think I'm going to be unlucky enough to beat me; Suddenly, everyone had this mentality, and rushed over with a desperate shout to the silkworm cocoon.

The player who took a few steps at the earliest, but he didn't know who pushed him, but when he saw so many people, he suddenly rushed up, and he was a little confused for a while, but he was still very clear about one thing: there was no meat when it was late, and he couldn't even drink soup.

A sword Feng Hou just straightened out a little internal breath, his eyes suddenly opened to look at the rushing players, and his whole body immediately exuded a fierce momentum, stabbing at the players like a sword.

"Scatter." One of the many players let out a low snort.

The momentum that the sword seal had just emitted was immediately scattered invisibly.

The marquis of Yijian was surprised, and he was shocked in his heart: It's not good, there are masters hiding among these people.

The person who can break his sword momentum is naturally not simple, even if he is injured, the momentum emitted is enough to deter these people, but when he is sent out, he is scattered, how not to make a sword seal Marquis frightened?

The wind willow ran out of arrows, and it was too late to assemble, so he gritted his teeth and stopped in front of Yu'er, and pulled out his dagger.

Similarly, Yu'er's rainstorm pear flower needles are also exhausted, but these players are surging like the tide, brazenly fearless of life and death, you must know that the arrows of the wind and willows alone can launch a whole thousand at a time, and in addition to their countless rainstorm pear flower needles, they still can't stop the pace of these people, they trample on the corpses of their companions and rush towards themselves.

When Yu'er looked at the sword god, she knew that everything was about to end, and she saw the look of shock on the sword god's face, even when she fought with the sword maniac, she had never seen the sword god show such a shocked look.

Wanluo suddenly looked at these players who were interested in interests, and hated them in her heart, so she picked up the knife of one of the seven knives and held it in her hand, and was ready to fight with these people.

Suddenly, the dense fog that had already dissipated without a trace reappeared, and it appeared very quickly, as if it had been generated naturally, and the dense fog of the fog array appeared again.