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"Smack-"

A flying claw with inverted teeth shining with cold light firmly grabbed the corner of the eaves, and in mid-air, Zhu Biao's descending figure rose violently again and flew up. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

Swept up the roof diagonally, Zhu Biao turned around and gave Liao Lei a contemptuous smile.

"Chase, chase me—"

Liao Lei jumped to his feet and shouted. Horizontal training gave him strength, physique and defense, but light skills were always a pain in Liao Lei's heart.

"Haha, you want to catch up with me, wait until your ancestors are tired......"

In Lang Lang's long smile, Zhu Biao's figure quickly disappeared in Liao Lei's eyes.

And then in an aisle-

"Whew-"

The sound of the long sword unsheathed sounded in the ears of a group of bandits, and at the same time, Zhu Biao's figure fell from the sky.

"Boom-" First, a 'three stacks of angry waves' was struck, and the bandits in front of him flew up in the air, and their legs and feet fell upside down like a meat bullet into the group of bandits behind them.

Then, the sword drank blood, and the flesh and blood flew together.

The sharp sword light is the best interpretation of the stump and broken arm. The bandits, who were still in surprise and confusion, were simply unable to withstand Zhu Biao's blow in the narrow aisle, killing from beginning to end, when Zhu Biao stroked his clothes and jumped onto the roof, his eyes were covered with blood all over the aisle.

Once or twice, when the fourth attack was over, under the command of Yi Ziju, dozens of crossbowmen finally retreated to the vicinity.

The screams of the bandits are the best indication for the crossbowmen.

Zhu Biao leaned over the roof, and as soon as he stabilized himself, he heard a "whooshing ......" sound of breaking through the air and pressing towards him.

"It's finally here?" There was no surprise in his mind.

Obviously, if they do not restrict their activities on the rooftops, the bandits will only be slaughtered.

If you don't want to be slaughtered, the archer must fall forward.

His body fell straight to the roof like a fallen piece of dead wood, and then he rolled over and jumped up like a tanuki, and twenty or thirty arrows swept past where he had just stood.

"Woo-"

Crossbow Bolts!!

As soon as Zhu Biao fell, he immediately turned around to dodge, and at the same time, the long sword blocked in front of him, holding up a big sword flower.

In the sound of the impact of gold and iron ......, Zhu Biao's wrists were sore and numb.

A wave of surprise rose in his eyes. It's not surprising that Xiao Wangshan has a strong crossbow, but why are there so many of them?

"The bastard of Xinping County has lost so many crossbows......"

It is impossible to bring out all the bandits' crossbows, and there are definitely some of them left in the cottage, and the number of the two sides combined is too amazing.

The second round of sharp arrows flew again, Zhu Biao's wrist was sore, and the sword was not tight, so he dared to block it. He rolled down and fell off the roof.

"Kill......"

Zhu Biao, who landed on the ground, was like fragrant fat meat, attracting bandits to surround him from all directions.

"Think that's going to trap me?" Zhu Biao is far from being in a situation where he can't do anything.

The left claw flew out again, grasping the eaves of a house with great precision, and its body flew past like a bird returning to the forest at night.

"Boy, you can't escape!" Liao Lei's voice was extremely vicious, containing a strong murderous aura and resentment, and expressed his mood very clearly.

was attacked and killed by Zhu Biao four times, although only a small group of people were wiped out for the second time, but the total number of casualties exceeded forty people, and the combat power of the first floor of the cottage was gone. As the second leader of Xiao Wang Mountain, how can he not hate Zhu Biao to death.

"Shoot the arrow-" Yi Ziju's cold voice also reached Zhu Biao's ears.

He also got involved.

"Bang Bang-"

Zhu Biao, the crossbow bolt on the roof, was unwilling to fight again, his body swept under the eaves and rushed out, and he bumped into a group of bandits around the corner, and his feet were on the heads of the first two bandits, and the people flew over their heads again.

Zhu Biao went straight to the crossbow archer, he was not very afraid of the archer in this kind of terrain, but the crossbow was absolutely unprovoked.

Yi Ziju's light skills are more than one grade stronger than Liao Lei, and he is the only one among the bandits who can decorate Zhu Biao's tail. Seeing Zhu Biao's whereabouts, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he made arrangements where he would be easily acquired.

But in an instant, his face changed suddenly.

"Boom—"

There was a loud bang, much louder than the firecrackers set off during the New Year's Festival.

From Yi Ziju's position, he could clearly see that rubble, broken wood were flying, and smoke and dust were rising.

What is that?

Yi Ziju was stunned, even deaf to the screams and exclamations of the bandits.

Zhu Biao was distressed, a thunderbolt was gone. It's all money!

He had thought about hot weapons and gunpowder in his head, and in fact, there were all kinds of firecrackers and fireworks in this plane. But after a real thing, the cold reality was like a stream of ice water poured on his fiery heart. A pound of gunpowder, the power of the explosion can't blow up a barrel! What's going on?

After Zhu Biao came back to his senses, he decided that there was a problem with the gunpowder formula, and he personally configured a large package of gunpowder according to the optimal ratio of black powder, and then the explosion power was not as good as the one bought on the street.

The heart of the thermal weapon completely collapsed, and it can only be said that the laws of this space-time are not equivalent to the earth at all.

It's like the earth is 1+1=2, and they are 1+1=3 here.

Of course, it's pretty much the same.

"Hahaha......" Zhu Biao smiled and fell in front of Yi Ziju, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally to the ground, dripping blood.

The harvest of the second formation exceeded fifty lives, and the murderous value rushed to 17 points like a rocket, and the experience value was enough to upgrade.

However, Zhu Biao endured it for the time being, and when his internal strength was almost exhausted, it was not too late to upgrade.

"Hoo ......"

A black shadow shot out of Yi Ziju's hand. How can he tolerate Zhu Biao's rampant, and what is hidden under his withdrawn personality is a cold heart.

The black shadow hit Zhu Biao's head. When I looked at it, it was a large black iron cone with a convex front corner.

Across the distance of Zhang Xu, the momentum sank vigorously, and the whistling sound kept reaching the ears.

But for strength, Zhu Biao has never been timid.

Yin Feng Three Lives Sword shot at the moment, Yi Ziju didn't know anything about himself, so he would be bullied, Zhu Biao didn't want to let go of this big gift.

The frequently appearing Yin Wind Three Lives Sword has always been more helpful to Zhu Biao than "Vertical and Horizontal Swordsmanship". Just because of his personality, Zhu Biao likes to be clean and neat by nature.

"Boom-"

The tips of the iron cone and the sword collided, and the strength exploded.

The thin blade of the sword continued to move forward, but the iron cone struck by the lightning bolt seemed to be faster than when it came, and it flew straight backwards like lightning.

There is a chain lock behind the iron cone, and all the internal forces contained in "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" have very little impact on Yi Ziju, because Zhu Biao's internal force can't be transmitted so far, and the second has no ability to break the chain in one fell swoop.

However, people who play flying cones and meteor hammers are more afraid that their rhythm will be disrupted than if the swordsman is broken, and the iron cone will be beaten backwards like lightning, Yi Ziju will naturally not be hit by his own iron cone, although his eyes reveal incomparable horror.

But "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" is three swords, waiting for the opportunity to send out three swords, and the three swords move randomly.

The first sword repelled the iron cone, and Zhu Biao had already pounced, and the distance was not a white horse, and it was almost there. The second sword was killed in front of Yi Ziju's eyes......

"The third-"

The backward Liao Lei was about to crack.

The white and shiny tip of the sword pierced through the body, and the blood like a pillar splashed out of Yi Ziju's body.

Just like that, you died? Even Yi Ziju himself felt incredible. He looked at Zhu Biao with dead eyes, even ordinary second-rate masters don't have this level, how can he?

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