As the male voice sounded, countless vines rose from the ground like poisonous snakes, instantly tying Leng Mu Ning into a round ball!

The glaive slashed at the ball made of vines, and the ball swung out more than four feet, and then fell to the ground with a "thud".

Yang Xianlie was slightly stunned, looking at the round ball for a while, and looking around for a while.

When he saw that there was no one around, Yang Xianlie rushed towards the round ball, and vigilantly guarded the surroundings.

Ran to the side of the orb, shouted violently, held the Glaive Knife in both hands, and stabbed heavily towards the orb!

Three wolf howls suddenly sounded in my ears!

Yang Xianlie's hair suddenly rose, and the whole person flew in the air in half a circle, and the stabbing glaive knife slashed through the air.

Three feather arrows bombarded the Glaive Knife, making a "dang" sound, blasting Yang Xianlie more than six feet away!

Seeing that his face was down, falling to the ground, Yang Xianlie held the Glaive Knife in both hands, slashed at the ground, and his body rose from the ground with the momentum, so that he could stabilize his body.

There was silence all around, not a single sound.

Yang Xianlie was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.

The opponent's feather arrows were very powerful, however, they were not so strong that they made him afraid.

If he hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have been afraid of this kind of cold arrow sneak attack at all.

But now, his cultivation has dropped to the level of a high-level martial king and an intermediate martial king, and he has already used Canglong Break twice in a row, and his body qi is insufficient.

Looking at the vine ball hidden not far away, Yang Xianlie gritted his teeth in anger.

Secretly sensing the aura around him, Yang Xianlie almost fell to his knees.

In the mist, a master of a high-level martial king, an intermediate martial king, and a low-level martial king was lurking around him! The three Martial Kings, dealing with a person whose cultivation has temporarily dropped to the level of a high-level Martial King and an intermediate Martial King, even used a sneak attack!

"Come out to the old man! You three cowards! If it weren't for the old man's injury now, the old man would definitely want you to live, and you can't die! ”

Yang Xianlie roared angrily for a while, but found that the three auras were constantly moving, surrounding him.

Glancing at the round ball not far away, Yang Xianlie's figure flickered, and he was about to run towards Leng Muning.

Countless vines rose from the ground again and attacked him! A sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, and the glaive knife in Yang Xianlie's hand danced like the wind, and countless vines, not even close to him, were cut down by him and scattered in all directions!

The distance to the ball is getting closer and closer, and Yang Xianlie has already discovered that the ultimate goal of the three martial kings is to save Leng Mu Ning in the ball! Since this is the case, he will kill Leng Mu Ning first, and see if the other party can't come out!

A dragon's roar breaks through the sky!

I saw that in the vast mist, a young man in his early thirties was wearing a strong robe, holding a red tassel gun with both hands, and killed him expressionlessly! Yang Xianlie's face tightened, the person who came turned out to be someone he knew!

The nephew of Wei Qiwu, the general of the Eastern Army, and the famous general Wei Jingtian of the Qin State! Seeing Wei Jingtian killing him, Yang Xianlie scolded: "Wei Jingtian, you and Wei Qiwu colluded with the demon clan, are you worthy of the people of Li in Great Qin, and worthy of the ancestors and ancestors of your Wei family?" ”

"Poof!" Wei Jingtian didn't have the slightest look in his eyes, he looked at Yang Xianlie as if he was looking at a dead person, and he was so angry that Yang Xianlie almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and he is a martial god, but now he is despised by a small intermediate martial king! Wei Jingtian held the red tassel spear in both hands, and the red tassel spear spun and pierced Yang Xianlie's face! "Since he is so stubborn, then, the old man doesn't care about killing one more Protector of the Eastern Army!" Yang Xianlie's cloudy eyes burst out with terrifying killing intent, and the glaive knife was about to shoot out towards the red tassel spear that stabbed at it!

Suddenly, Yang Xianlie threw himself to the side and rolled in place! I saw the iron claw in the right hand of a high-level martial king, fiercely grasping in the void, bringing up several pieces of clothing!

This person is none other than Izumo, the original Nightingale Demon Shogun.

The joint attack of Wei Jingtian and Nightingale did not cause harm to Yang Xianlie, but the two of them did not pause, one left and one right continued to chase Yang Xianlie! Yang Xianlie ran wildly around the ball, trying to get close to the ball and attack again, while carefully guarding against the third breath.

At this moment, facing the three martial kings, he felt great pressure.

Secretly crushing the steel teeth, Yang Xianlie glanced at the round ball not far away, no matter what today, he will kill Leng Mu Ning under the knife!

"Do you know other people's wives, don't deceive? Since you are so concerned about my wife, if I don't let you die again, I feel that I have lost face. ”

With the sound of a horse's hooves, the third breath finally showed its shape.

Zhang Sui rode Ono, holding the reins in his left hand and clenching his right hand into a fist and raising it high.

On his right fist, a silver dragon was visible to the naked eye.

The silver dragon continued to circle around Zhang Sui's right fist, and a low whine came out of his mouth.

Yang Xianlie's hairs stood up suddenly, and from Zhang Sui's right fist, he felt an extremely terrifying power!

He remembered when he confronted Leng Muning, she also had such a trick at the beginning!

However, Leng Muning used a gentian gun, while Zhang Sui used his right fist.

Yang Xianlie ran while quickly observing the surrounding terrain.

Now, his cultivation is not even as high as the Martial King, and under the attack of the three Martial Kings, he will definitely not be able to hold out for long.

Especially Zhang Sui also has skills that make him feel thrilled!

The so-called heroes can't stand the group fight, thinking about their current situation, Yang Xianlie's eyes burst out with a cold light, holding the Glaive Knife in both hands, quickly accumulating qi and injecting it into the Glaive Knife.

"Canglong Po!" Yang Xianlie slashed at the ball in the distance!

A blue dragon rushed out from the Glaive Knife, opened a large basin of blood, and tore towards the ball!

Wei Jingtian and Izumo really gave up on Yang Xianlie together and jumped in front of the ball!

Wei Jingtian's red tasseled spear, Izumo's iron claws, all blasted towards the blue dragon that was biting! Seeing this, Yang Xianlie turned around and ran, running in a direction where there was no breath!

The old face was hot, remembering that his dignified martial god was forced to flee by the three martial kings, Yang Xianlie couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

However, Yang Xianlie understands very well that saving his life now is the most important thing.

As long as he can escape from this strange world, and he recovers to the strength of the martial god in the future, he will definitely pinch these three martial kings to death.

Zhang Sui watched Yang Xianlie escape, and the silver dragon in his right fist slowly retreated.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Zhang Sui looked at the direction in which Yang Xianlie disappeared and shook his head.

Under the joint attack of Wei Jingtian and Izumo, the dragon was torn apart.

As the pupils of Zhang Sui's right eye, the dots of stars rotated like vast stars, and Wei Jingtian and Izumo turned into two points of light and disappeared.

Zhang Sui had five fingers on his left hand, and the vine ball quickly retracted to the ground, revealing Leng Mucong, who had passed out inside.

Holding her in his arms, Zhang Sui rode Ono and galloped away in the direction of Yang Xianlie's wild gallop.

After a while, relying on his subtle sense of the void of reincarnation, he caught up with Yang Xianlie again on a small hill five miles away.

At this moment, Yang Xianlie was holding the Glaive Sword alone, and was surrounded by the phalanx of five demon captains.

"The old man is not convinced! The old man is not convinced! ”

Yang Xianlie ran madly in all directions!

"Shield!"

As Bai Su raised his right hand, the five demon captains raised their shields in unison!

Yang Xianlie held the Glaive Sword in his hand and kept attacking towards the defensive shield! However, each shield was held by two demon captains, and behind them, two demon captains were holding a shield and getting ready!

The Glaive Knife broke through one defensive shield, and immediately a second defensive shield was made up! Yang Xianlie looked crazy, and after trying to break the shield dozens of times but to no avail, he ignited the essence blood and stimulated all the potential!

Seeing this, Bai Su raised his left hand again!

"Crossbow Bolts Ready!"

The captain of the One Hundred White Family Demon Brigade was squatting ten zhang away from the rear of the shield array in the east, and the crossbow in his hand was aimed at the void.

"Shoot!"

"Buzz!"

A hundred crossbow arrows covered the void in the shield encirclement!

"Crossbow Bolts Ready!"

"Shoot!"

……

A series of ten waves of crossbow arrows bombarded the encirclement of the shield!

Feeling the violent aura inside disappearing, Bai Sucai shouted: "Withdraw the shield!" ”

The phalanx of the five demon captains unloaded their shields together, but they saw that in the shield encirclement, the ground was full of dense crossbow arrows!

In the corner of the original eastern border shield, a bloody man was nailed to the ground by dozens of crossbow arrows!

The Glaive lay limply on the ground, letting out a mournful roar.